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...
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Nancy's POV
The morning after my talk with my dad, I decided I needed someone to confide in. Bonnie was off the table- not just cause she was avoiding me over the whole Elena resurrection thing, but also because she was apparently my descendant and I just wasn't ready for how awkward that talk was gonna be. Enzo was buddies with Damon again, as was Ric, they were out cause like Bonnie, they were avoiding me.
Caroline had enough on her plate with being pregnant and all so I decided not to burden her and Matt was up to his eyeballs with work, dealing with petty crimes while Emma and her dad were busy out stalking two newcomers to the town (namely Ursula and Cruela De Vil).
So Stefan it was.
Like me, the Salvatore had become rather reclusive since Valerie had left town. He was friendly with his neighbours and our fellow Storybrooke citizens, he attended his shifts at LeRoy's mechanic shop and ate at grannies, but he never really spoke to his brother or our other friends (that I knew of). He had been dipping away from any encounters with Caroline since he had left her in Mystic Falls and she was currently too preoccupied for their relationship.
So that morning I traveled with a flask of fresh blood and two to-go coffee cups from Grannies until I reached his apartment across the road from Gippeto's shop in the middle of town.
The apartment door was locked and most of the curtain were still drawn in the relatively early morning but me knowing Stefan so well, I knew he would always have his bedroom window unlocked and slightly ajar so I scaled the alleyway fire escape and snuck into his apartment via that entrance, only to find the younger Salvatore still snoozing lazily in his bed.
Not for long.
"Good morning camper." I cheered throwing the curtains further open then I'd knocked them upon my entrance and suddenly bathing the room in brilliant warm amber sunlight.
It washed over his groggy form as his head jerked up and he suddenly was woken by my suddenly loud voice.
"What the-.....Nance?" He was so confused by the sight of me.
To be fair it was probably terrifying to wake up to your best friend/sister-figure stood at the bottom of your bed with the evil smirk that I knew my face held.
"What are you doing?-.....how the hell did you get in?" He demanded stilling up slowly exposing his bare chest from the sheets as he moved.
"Window." I shrugged as if that was normal, I mean for us it was.
"You what-......you know what, never mind......why are you here?" He asked another question slowly letting himself relax after such an abrupt awakening.
"I needed someone to talk to and all of our friends are either busy or I'm avoiding soooooo Wanna be the best friend ever and let me tell you my earth changing news?" I asked showing my puppy-dog eyes as if begging him to not just send me packing and go back to bed.
"I guess- what's wrong?"
"My father told me who my mother is........and it's crazy, cause we've met her." I spoke quickly and he slowly digested the information. "But I thought she died in childbirth." He said confused and I shuck my head.
"She must have faked it.....and obviously I never knew cause I was with my dad and uncle Liam; then he died, my dad became a pirate then I was on Neverland, escaped and landed in this realm.......but back when I was growing up with my dad......he never told me about her cause it was too painful.......I never even knew her name or her face......but then last night.....he......he told me her name, and he showed me a painting......and it's her........I've met her.....I mean, Stef.......you know her."
"Who is she?"
"Qestiyah." I replied in a whisper, holding back tears and willing myself to not look so broken and lost in front of Stefan who I had always vowed to protect, I refused to let him see me being so weak.
"Christ." He muttered and I nodded. "What do I do?.......I mean it means I'm related to Bonnie.....and, and...."
"Nance it's ok.....we'll figure it out, but for now you've gotta stop psyching yourself out he patted my arm comfortingly. "Thanks Stef....here, I brought you a coffee."
"Thanks, I've not got work till one......Wanna go for a walk around town? Clear your head?" He asked knowing j liked to go out in the fresh air when I was overwhelmed. "Sounds great." I smiled at him. "Well let me get up and we can go." He motioned to me now sitting on the end fo his bed and I laughed.
"You get a shirt on and I'll wait." I joked then I got up, shot him one more thankful smile and then I left him in his room alone, to wonder his apartment until he was ready.
