Once Upon a Dream:

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After a few minutes, Emma moved out of sight of the others when Hook stayed around her, watching Dream hug David. It was good that she had a good father figure after the trouble of an actual father that she had. And how distraught she was after Graham died, and learning that Daniel was not actually her father. She needed a break in life.

"Did you really save his life?" Emma spoke up, making him look away from Dream.

"That surprise you?" Hook asked, raising his brow at her.

"Well, you and David aren't exactly; how do you say it, "mates"?" Emma mocked his accent, handing him his flask back. 

"It doesn't mean I'd leave your father to perish on this island." Hook said, glancing over to the others.

"Thank you," Emma said, giving him a small smile.

"Perhaps gratitude is in order now." Hook smirked at her. 

"Yeah. That's what the "thank you" was for."

"Is that all your father's life is worth to you?" Hook smirked, raising his brow at her.

"Please. You couldn't handle it." Emma chuckled when she felt a small urge to kiss him.

"Perhaps you're the one who couldn't handle it." He continued to smirk until Emma grabbed his collar, pulling him into a kiss. 

As soon as she kissed him, he realized the answer that he did not even know he was asking for. It was his decision between Emma and Dream. Dream was the one he felt the passion with. He did not feel what he thought he would when he kissed Emma. He wanted to kiss Dream, not Emma. He pulled away, first, realizing what he had done.

"That was..." Emma started to say, but he stopped her.

"A one-time thing." He said, making her back away, regretting her decision when it broke her heart a bit. 

"Don't follow me. Wait five minutes. Go get some firewood or something." Emma said, walking away from him. She was hurt.

"As you wish." Hook sighed, not wanting to hurt Emma. Hook sighed to himself, looking over to see Dream smiling as she explained to David what had happened, vaguely letting out the real part of what happened.

Many, many years ago.

On the High Seas.

The crew tossed Liam's body into the ocean while Killian stood on the platform in the middle of them. 

"This belongs to you now. Captain." One of the crew said, reaching Killian Liam's satchel with the sextant in it. 

Killian took it, looking down at the insignia. "You'll never leave my side, brother," Killian whispered to the satchel before looking up at his crew. "We are sworn to serve the King and the realm," Killian said, handing the satchel to one of the crew when he took a torch instead. "They sent us to retrieve an unthinkable poison. One that killed our dear captain." Killian moved to hold onto the ropes of the sails, looking at his crew. "Never again shall anyone set sail to that cursed land..." He continued as he set fire to the pegasus sail. He threw the torch into the water while the sail burned into ash. "And never again shall we take such orders. Serving the King, fighting his wars? That is the way of dishonor. And all you who disagree, flee now or walk the bloody plank. But those who stay will be free men, and I will be your captain. We'll sail under the crimson flag, and we'll give our enemies no quarter. We'll take what we please, and we'll live by our rules. For that is the best form of all. Our kingdom is corrupt and immoral. They took my brother from me. And now I'm going to take everything they've got, starting with this ship." Killian said as his crew cheered. He moved back to the platform with the support of his crew. "Bring the paint from below." He ordered.