I do not own Once Upon a Time.

I had this scene in my head when I first saw "The Apprentice". There are fun times in this scene, just a heads up.

What did she get herself into? Amelia Hunter thought to herself as she and Neal walked into the restaurant two nights later. She was dressed up too, very pretty green dress with mile high heels with her hair extra curly. Sadly, she was working so she couldn't fully enjoy the night. Her smile was only half fake as the waitress led them to a back table. That was after Amelia flashed her badge out of Neal's line of slight.

"Yes, this table will be perfect." She beamed. There was a clear view of the whole restaurant.

"All the way in the back?" Neal asked, helping her out of her coat before they sat down.

"It's more private there." She answered him.

"Private? What do you need to tell me?" His eyes suddenly widened, maybe understanding her reasoning. "Are you…?"

Amelia stopped him. "No, I'm not. I just wanted something a bit more private tonight." She placed her phone on the table.

"But yet your phone is out in the open." Neal joked.

"I'm still on duty, evil stops for no one." Amelia told him. And then her phone buzzed.

"Keep an eye open, he has two hands now." Read the incoming text.

Amelia stared at it confused. That wasn't possible.

"Well, looks like we weren't the only ones with date night on the mind tonight." Neal commented.

Amelia looked over the edge of her water glass to see Emma and Killian arriving. Emma looked so carefree and pretty in her casual pale pink dress. Killian was another story. He had ditched the heavy pirate leather for a modern shorter leather jacket. And to top it all off, he had two hands. Two hands, no hook.

What had he done to get that back? Did that mean that Gold had it in his shop? That idea sent shivers down Amelia's spine. Who knew what else might be in that shop.

Both Emma and Killian had first date jitters that could be spotted a mile away. But it seemed to be going well.

Amelia and Neal ordered drinks, Amelia decided to stay away from anything hard, she was working after all.

"Seriously, if you are doing a poor job of convincing me you aren't pregnant. You usually drink like a sailor." Neal reached for her hand.

"I do not drink like a sailor." Amelia threw back at him with a smile on her face.

Amelia had to split her attention between listening to Neal talking about his job and watching Emma and Killian. Her phone buzzed again. A text popped up on the screen. She rolled her eyes in response.

"Someone bothering you? You need me to beat them up?" Neal asked.

Amelia smiled. "I would pay to see that."

And her phone buzzed again.

Sighing, Amelia picked up the phone. "Smile, I want a picture of you." Neal smiled, her picture had an unsuspecting Emma and Killian in the background.

But she forgot to turn off the flash.

Which led to a very angry Savior came walking to the table. "What did he promise you in exchange for information?" Emma basically growled.

Amelia attempted to look as innocent as possible. "What?"

Neal looked up confused. "What are you talking about? Amelia doesn't make deals with my father."

"Not your father, mine." Emma stated.

Earlier that day.

"Are you kidding me? David, I am not going to spy on your adult daughter on her date."

"I just want to make sure that pirate keeps his hand to himself." David said. "I trust him to save us, but not with my daughter."

"No, I have better things to do." Amelia turned around and started to walk away.

"You know your file down at the station… I can make it disappear, all of it." David called after her. Amelia froze. Her file, her entire file. "Every single speeding ticket you ever got can just go poof."

Prince Charming had sunk to bribery? What was this world coming to? Amelia's eyes went skyward and she sighed. "Where and when?"

"Tony G's, at seven tonight. Thank you Amelia." She heard him walk away.

Amelia had to shake her head. "Apparently I can still be bought."

Amelia looked like a deer in headlines and caved. "He would make my speeding tickets disappear."

"Well I have seen your pile, it is impressive." Emma shook her head.

"How many could you possibly have?" Neal asked. Amelia only shrugged in response.

"David isn't sheriff, only I can make those disappear. So you can stop. Are we clear?" Emma directed her question to Amelia.

"Yes Sheriff." Amelia replied like a child caught in the act.

Emma went back to her seat, back to Killian.

Neal continued to stare at her, shocked. "How big is your file?"

"Big enough to get me to spy on my friend. What can I say, my old self was very reckless." Amelia commented.

"Your old self?" Neal joked. His smile only widened when Amelia threw a sugar package at him.

Neal understood Emma did not need someone watching her, so he knew he had to get Amelia out of the restaurant.

"How fast can you go?" He asked, not really knowing what he was getting himself into with that innocent question.

Her eyes widened at him and there was a twinkle in them. A goofy grin grew on her face. She leaned in close over the table and teasingly kissed him. "You couldn't handle it."

"Try me." He responded.

She tilted her head to the door, smile still plastered on her face. Neal dropped some money on the table. Forget about food, it was suddenly fun time. Amelia grabbed his hand and pulled him behind her as she raced outside to her car.

No one saw Emma mouth 'thank you' to Neal, who nodded.

Amelia and Neal went to her car and she slid into the driver's seat. She had never been so thankful that she did not drink.

They buckled up and Amelia caught his hand. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes."

"Alright then. Hold on." She turned on the engine but went the speed limit until they were in an empty lot.

And the speed increased. Neal held on to the handle above his head for dear life. Next to him, Amelia let out a carefree laugh, which was contagious.

Suddenly they were doing doughnuts and leaving marks in the pavement. Neal glanced over and saw a triple digit for their speed limit.

Then they were heading straight for a wall and Amelia looked like she had no intention of turning to avoid it.

"Amelia…" He attempted to remain calm but there was a hint of panic in his voice.

She laughed and at the last possible moment, made a very sharp turn. If there was a hill nearby and Amelia got ideas, Neal was sure he would not survive.

After about twenty minutes of illegal driving in a safe area, Amelia finally pulled the key out and turned to look at Neal.

"I think I gave you a few white hairs." She giggled, her hand went to the hair at his neck.

"I hope you're proud of yourself. I saw my life flash before my eyes. And my life is super long." His breathing was slowly going back to normal.

"Oh, did I go too fast for you? Should I be slower next time?" Amelia asked coyly, sliding into his lap.

Neal caught on quick; his hand went around her waist. "You can do anything you want." He pulled her close for a kiss.

"Good." She said before retuning his kiss.

Amelia was curled up next to Neal later, her arm still around him. "I like the change of scenery." She had to admit.

"I knew you would."

"I feel like a teenager, making out with my boyfriend in my car." Amelia giggled.

"Well, you are not a teenager, we did a bit more than make out and I'm your fiancé." Neal placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Their tender moment was ruined by a harsh knock at the window.

Aww, David is being over protective of his little girl and is willing to bribe a friend. Now who is the window?

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