"Are you still upset with me?" He asked, tying the first bow slowly.
"No, I'm not." She said back. "Ares taught me how to control my temper." She smiled at the thought of her boyfriend. Pan, however, grew jealous and decided it would be fun to tug...
Peter walked onto Killian's ship once again. Except this time, no drunken pirates pointed their weapons. "Captain!" Pan called.
"What could you possibly need?" Killian scoffed.
"It's Y/n."
"What about her?"
"She ran off." Peter told.
"Ran off? I thought she was asleep? Like she has been for the past 5 months!"
"Well I woke her up!" Peter snapped. "And when she saw me... she ran."
"Well go find her then!"
"Ah-h-h, Hook." Peter took a step closer to Killian. "You owe me a favour." He muttered. "And I know what I want." "And what's that, Pan?"
"Servants." Hook contemplated the bargain. He didn't want his crew to serve for his mistakes. But he needed to save Y/n.
"Find her. I'll give you anything."
"Anything... and servants."
The deal was made. Peter knew what else he needed from Hook, but he decided it was better left a mystery.
———
Y/n held Ellianna's hand. They had found a secure place to spend the night, on the run, however, Ellianna had cut her hand.
"There you go," Y/n whispered as she healed the hand with her magic.
"Thank you, Y/n." Ellianna was Scottish. Her sharp accent hadn't been noticeable when they were escaping Lost Boys. Ellianna was a beautiful girl. She had shiny dark skin and bright blue eyes. She was beautiful.
"How did you end up here?" Y/n questioned.
"The Shadow. It carried me here from the orphanage. The next thing I knew, I was on the ground in pain." She described, clutching her hand. "You?"
