Emma awoke feeling tired and kind of dizzy. Her head hurt from where she had been hit over the head. The first thing she noticed when she came too was the soft fabric underneath her. She opened her eyes to find herself lying on Hook's bed. She remembered seeing it when she explored the ship on the way back from Manhattan. Suddenly the fact that she was dizzy made since, she had always hated ships. She pushed herself up and not finding any more bruises or wounds other than her head, she cautiously stood up. She knew Hook was dangerous, but that didn't scare her. She was more aggravated than anything. She looked around for some kind of weapon, just in case, but couldn't find anything. So with that she slipped out of the door to the Captain's quarters and down the hall way below deck. She was almost to the stairs leading up to the deck when Hook made his grand entrance.

"Ah, Ms. Swan. Awake are we?"

She ran up to him furious, " You hit me over the head, kidnapped me and dragged me all the way out to your ship? Whatever game you are playing Hook, it ends now!"

He took a step towards her testing her, but she didn't budge.

"Ms. Swan, I am a very serious man, I never play games. I simply go after what I want." He brought his hand up and picked up a piece of her hair. She swatted it away. "And tonight lass you are exactly what I want"

She starred him down. "If you think for one second you are going to seduce me than you are utterly wrong."

He ignored her glare."Oh no, that's not why I want you, although that would be a delightful bonus, don't you agree."

"No I don't!" She tried to push passed him, but he caught her arm.

"Hook, if it's not sex than what could you possibly want from me." She tugged her arm away, and was surprised when it came loose. She made a run for it, dashing up to the deck, planning to keep running until she was safely at home. She stopped dead in her tracts when she realized that the dock wasn't where it was supposed to be. The boat was surrounded on all sides by water! She turned back to Hook who was slowly following her up to the deck.

"People will come for me, you know that. They will see that I am gone and…"

"Ah, see Ms. Swan," He said calmly, circling her and grabbing a bottle of rum off a crate. "You didn't need me to tell you."

She was confused as she watched him take a sip from the bottle. Then it hit. "You are hoping Mr. Gold will come rescue me, but he won't, your plan is stupid."

She crossed her arms over her chest realizing for the first time that she was in her pajamas. She shivered in the cold wind.

"I am not counting on the crocodile's admiration for you Ms. Swan. Rather his wish to reunite with his son." He took another sip and then as if trying to reassure himself he whispered, "He will come."

"Oh and what makes you so sure." She was tired and really worried that no one would find her missing until the morning, in which case she would be stuck all night with Hook on this boat.

"Because that poor lad can't keep his eyes off you Ms. Swan"

" ?"

" No, his son." Hook swatted the bottle around a little annoyed. "His son will find that you are gone and ask his father for help. His father, my crocodile, will come. " He smirked and for once she thought he looked like the Hook from the story books. All he needed was a large hat with a feather.

"Now, Ms. Swan, for the second reason you are here."

She rolled her eyes,"And what would that be?"

She was trying to convince herself that Hook's statement didn't scare her; needless to say it wasn't working.

Neal burst into his father's shop sword in hand. "Papa" He called, finding Rumple just where he thought he would, asleep on the cot in the back of the store. Since Belle had lost her memory, Rumple hadn't been able to go back home, it reminded him too much of her.

"What, What is it Bae" He woke with a start, worried about his son.

"Hook escaped and is back, he has taken Emma, the ship isn't down at the docks where we left it and we…."

Rumple shot straight up and put out his hands, "Calm down, slow down, son." Then he noticed the Charmings standing just behind him.

"We were hoping you could get us a portal to transport us there." Snow piped up from the back. They both hated waiting, but knew they faced no chance of finding the ship without him. They had left Henry off with Ruby, when Neal had awoken them to tell them of his discovery.

"You want me to transport you on to a moving boat without any kind of known location. Impossible." He spat, who did they think he was, so kind of hero.

" Please papa, he might hurt her as revenge for not getting to you." Bae pleaded. Rumple wanted to help him, he did.

"Bae, more likely, it's a trap for me or you, he's not going to settle for Emma, he still wants me dead." Rumple looked back into Neal's eyes trying to help him understand how much he cared, but Neal pulled away.

"There is one thing we could try." He regretted saying it almost as soon as he had said it.

"What is it?" David asked.

"Yes we will do anything?" Mary- Margaret added.

"It's a spell that creates a direct portal to the thing you desire most."

"Ok do it" David said, certain Snow could get it to work.

"It's risky though, because the heart can desire anything, and you can't always be sure what your heart does desire most."

"I don't care, let's give it a try" David retorted, not wanting to believe they had lost her again.

"Very well" Rumple responded and was off to work on the spell.

Neal sat back and waited, worried for Emma, and impatient, as his father went to work on the spell, using a mirror as the item, it would be directed onto. The mirror would then become the portal to whatever was most desired.

"Ok here we go" Rumple announced presenting the potion and mirror to Snow. Neal would have asked to try it himself, but he wasn't really sure where his heart was. Snow took the mirror and poured the potion on to it. The glass of the mirror turned black, swirling until it was large enough and everyone looked up at Rumple. He nodded, and then Snow closed her eyes and jumped in. David followed seconds later.

"Papa," Neal paused before he jumped through the portal.

"Yes, my boy."

"Thank you." With that he turned and jumped through the portal.