Hi guys! Here's the start of my new fic. I hope you like it :) Let me know if you think it's something worth continuing. Just a quick note, in this story they found Neal in New Jersey, not Manhattan.

Disclaimer: As much as I've tried bribing people with cookies, I don't own House or OUAT.

Emma rushed over to where Mr Gold had fallen; desperately hoping that he was alright. She couldn't see the extent of the damage that the man had done, but figured it must've been personal if he went straight for his heart. It seemed a common trademark amongst people from the Enchanted Forest, as she had realised.

"Gold, are you alright?" She asked, currently more concerned about her son's grandfather than the man that she has just hit.

Looking up, she saw Neal rushing towards Gold.

"What's going on?"

"One of your dad's enemies found us." Emma replied.

Neal glanced over at the figure to his side and felt his blood run cold.

"Hook." He stated simply. The realisation of who this man was dawned on Emma, but she didn't know why the pirate was familiar to Neal.

"You know him?" She asked.

It seemed as if Neal hadn't heard her, almost as if she wasn't even there, as a single word escaped from the young man's lips.

"Papa."

Seeing the pain of losing a parent in Neal's eyes sparked something in Emma that she hadn't felt in a long time. In a split second she'd gone from Emma Swan, the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming and a woman who had hardened herself off to the world to the caring doctor she had been in a life that seemed so long ago.

"Quick, call 911!" She yelled at Neal as she started checking Gold's vitals. If she had given herself time to think about it, she would have been almost impressed with how quickly her doctor instincts had kicked in. Grabbing Neal's scarf, she pressed it firmly against the open wound, hoping that the pressure would slow down the bleeding until he arrived at the ER.

Henry, having noticed that Neal wasn't behind him, came bounding back down the stairs. He screamed slightly as he took in the scene in front of him.

"Neal, keep your scarf held here." Emma said. "And Henry I want you to sit with your dad until the ambulance get's here, ok kid? I need to see if Hook is alright."

"That's Captain Hook?" The young boy asked.

"Yeah." She responded, already making a start on checking the other man's vitals. She had hit him quite hard on the head but was thankful that he was still conscious by the time she reached him. "Are you ok? Can you hear me?" He nodded weakly, bringing his hand to his sore head.

"You're just as I remember you, Emma. Always so quick to attack. Very feisty." He smirked

"Good to see you're still your usual charming self." She said.

"No love, I believe you're mistaking me for your father there."

Emma was saved from answering when the sounds of sirens were heard in the distance. The two ambulances came to a stop outside the block of apartments and two EMTs burst through the door.

"Two Caucasian males. One with a stab wound to the chest." Emma stated on autopilot, gesturing to Mr Gold. "And the other blunt trauma to the back of the head. No signs of concussion but you should take him to the ER to get checked out." She briefly caught sight of Henry's confused face, knowing that she would probably have a lot of questions to answer later.

"Yes ma'am. Is anyone else injured." One of the EMTs asked her.

"No, we're fine." She said, as the emergency team started helping the two men into the ambulances. "Oh and one more thing, can you take them to Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital?"

"Princeton General is closer, ma'am."

"Just do it." She replied. The look on her face told the men not to mess with her. They started barking orders at each other, leaving Emma free to look after Henry.

"He's going to be ok." She assured him. "They both are. I'll make sure they are looked after."