Nancy Jones- abandoned on Neverland by her father at age 15. Left to fend for herself against Pan and his evil lost boys by her father a once great pirate.
Nancy met another abandoned child on the island and together they escaped. Bealfire and Nan...
We'd discovered that she'd morphed herself into a lady bug using her collection of dark fairy-dust. The relief and elation I'd felt that she was alive and Emma wasn't gonna just spontaniously cease to exist. The Blue fairy appeared in the forest clearing where we were camped out and had returned her to her natural form. The rest of us had watched as Emma joyfully hugged her mother and the shorter woman stood confused by the hug.
Damon and I moved away from the others around the fire and took a seat a few ft away on a fallen log. We sat in silence for a while before I finally breathed out a sigh, "I'm sorry". "What?" he asked. "I'm sorry, for leaving......for running away." I admitted, refusing to look him fully in the eye. "You didn't run away Nance, Stefan's right- I pushed you." he said, placing a hand on my shoulder and rubbing my back. "I hurt you Nancy...you didn't deserve that....any of it- you didn't dereve me." he spoke in a low voice, that was shaking.
"Don't do that," I pleaded back, turning to finally look into his piercing blue eyes that swam with fresh tears I'd not seen in them in years, "don't start apologising." I begged.
"You deserve an apology- a better one then I could ever give." He said and I shuck my head. "Damon I know you've never lived for me the way I have for you or Stefan.....bust after 150 odd years, you were all I had for a long time."
"You were that for me too Nancy and I took you for granted." He admitted and I looked up into his eyes again. "I loved Elena, I loved Katherine."
"You haven't 'loved' Elena, Damon.....you still love her." I told him but he shuck his head.
"That night when she wasn't waking up the first person I needed to find was you, I needed to know you were alive before anyone else." He argued but I shuck my head.
"No damon....you know that's wrong."
Flashback- the night of Ric and Jo's wedding.
Nancy was stood out in the open field outside of the wedding venue in a deep plum, lace dress.
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Her face was scrunched in concentration as her eyes sprinted over the page of a little notebook that she held tightly to her chest, her head bent down as she began to pace and mumble to herself.
"Dearly beloved-..."
"I still can't believe Ric and Jo asked you to do this." Came a light-hearted voice that she looked up to.
Stefan Salvatore was stood in a suit and tie his head cocked to the side as he studied the older vampire's face.
"I'm just worried I'll say something wrong." She sighed and he chuckled. "You'll do fine." He assured. "Where are the others?" She asked looking behind him for a glimpse of his brother, Caroline, Elena, Bonnie or Matt. But there was no one.
