We Can Love Again

The Sleepover

Emma glanced down at her watch for the hundredth time that day. It was almost four in the afternoon, what was taking Regina and Henry so long to get back? The blonde was completely fine with Regina being gone a lot; heck, she could do whatever she wanted. But Henry was her son too, and she wanted to spend more time with him, though Emma certainly didn't want to have another custody battle with the queen.

"What're you doing inside on a day like this?" Hook asked her as he came through the door to their room.

Emma glanced up at him and his sarcasm, not feeling like getting into another debate with the man.

"I'm waiting for Henry to get back, he's been gone for hours," she muttered back in reply. Hook walked over towards her and sat down across from the woman.

"What, you don't trust Regina will take care of him?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "Of course I trust her, it's just that, I don't know..."

Just then, a spark of revaluation waved over him, a sly grin replacing his concern.

"Ah, I see. You're jealous of Regina because you think Henry favors her more than you."

Emma scowled defensively back at him, though she couldn't hide the fact that he was right. Over the part few weeks, everything seemed to revolve around Regina- she was getting attention like no other- the positive kind, too. It wasn't like Emma thought she didn't deserve it all, it just felt... Odd.

"I haven't been the most exciting parent to him lately." She admitted.

"Well why not?" Hook countered her statement without any hesitation. "You're the long lost princess of the enchanted forest; you belong here, this is where you came from. There are thousands of people who would love to meet you, the hero who broke a curse and saved the day. You can be very exciting if you wanted to be, love."

Emma processed what he had said. It was true, yet all she really felt like doing was what she had been doing along- getting to know Henry better. Especially since he was put though hell and back in Neverland.

"Where is everyone else anyways?"

"Mary Margret and David were invited to an 'oh so special' lunch with a few old friends, Neal is hunting or something, and I honestly have no idea where Tinkerbell went off to," Emma told him blandly, checking her watch again.

Hook didn't like to see the blonde like this; he missed her usual snarky comebacks. "Tell you what," he started, Emma's green eyes finding his, "how about I take you to the villages sometime- you know, to make things more exciting for you."

Emma raised an eyebrow. "Like... A date?"

Hook shrugged. "I don't care what you want to call it, you just need to get out. Seeing you like this is going to make me go insane."

Emma let out a light laugh. "Okay then, the villages it is. You're not getting me drunk though, I'm letting you know that right now."

"Who's getting drunk?" Came a voice that belonged to her son, who had just appeared in the middle of the room, along with Regina.

"Nothing you need to worry about," Emma smiled, relieved to see him again finally. "What have you been up to?"

Henry grinned. "Roland was showing us this game of his, and we played it for a while."

"Seems like you and Roland are getting to know each other better," she said, putting an arm around him as he came to sit down next to her.

"Why were you two just sitting here?" Regina asked, eyeing the pirate curiously.