A/N - Yay! First OUAT fic here, because I could only think of the scene after that scene in 3x20 and couldn't help but fill in some of the blanks. Hope you enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN ONCE UPON A TIME OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR PLACES USED IN THIS STORY

Emma pressed her lips to Hook's, and felt a strange warmth envelop her mouth as she forced a breath full of badly needed oxygen into the pirate's lungs. Her magic left her in a steady stream, like someone was peeling a layer of skin off of her body–leaving her slightly lightheaded and distinctly colder. She shivered. Cupping Hook's jaw with her hand, she leaned close and anxiously scanned his lax face for any sign of life.

"Hook…come back to me." The words had barely escaped her mouth before the pirate bucked and then gagged beneath her hands, his movements jerky and weak as his body seemingly lurched back to life. Cradling the back of his neck with her hand she helped him turn his head awkwardly to the side as he coughed up murky water that trailed down his beard and jacket. Closing her eyes in relief, Emma found herself letting out a sigh she hadn't been aware she'd been holding. The coughing below her ceased, and Emma turned to look down at Hook.

"Swan…" The pirate's voice came out in a gasp, and confusion flitted through his eyes before understanding quickly dawned. Shaky fingers came up to lightly brush against his lips and his gaze shifted to Emma's.

"What did you do?" His voice took on a panicked note. "What did you do?!"

Emma didn't answer except for a grimace when Hook's question was quickly followed by a wet cough that brought up more water from his lungs. This time she helped him sit up halfway and gently turned him onto his side after which he proceeded to retch onto the damp grass.

"Easy, there. You nearly drowned." Emma paused, and then with a sour face added as an afterthought, "You did drown." Hunched over, Killian gave her a unamused look as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and coughed several times again. Emma did her best to smile, but under the circumstances she just didn't feel like doing anything but shaking her fist at the sky and yelling. Zelena won, and she was magic-less now. That wasn't good. At least Killian wasn't dead. Wait, Killian? When did he become more than just Hook? Maybe when I kissed him back to life, Emma thought dourly.

"Swan, we need to get back to your parents." Shaken out of her thoughts Emma turned back to the situation at hand, and grabbing Killian's elbow helped him to stand up. He wavered slightly and she strengthened her supportive hold on him, watching his face carefully as the blood drained from his face in a sudden blood rush and he leaned into her for a second. Unbidden concern filled her chest and Emma started talking in an attempt to distract herself.

"Looking a bit green around the gills there, pirate."

Hook tossed her a light glare, but there was a small smirk dancing around his lips. He opened his mouth to say something, and Emma braced herself for a crass innuendo, but it never came.

"Thank you, Swan."

Emma just about keeled over in surprise at his words, but caught herself in time. She couldn't quite help the smile that snuck onto her face. Letting go of his elbow she started walking across the grass, deliberately not looking at him.

"You're welcome, Hook."

It was worth it.