{ Dreamshade }

•Chapter 61•

Hades stood up from his seat. He observed the Lost Girl as he got closer to her. Y/n had her eyes focused on him as he did. Hades stood still right in front of her. He reached out one of his hands to "You've got fire," he spoke. Y/n quickly responded by grabbing his wrist. "Keep your hands off me." She ordered. Hades continued to smile at her. "Or what?" He asked. His eyes scanned up and down her body. "Your boyfriend will kill me?" He chuckled. Y/n dug her nails into his skin. "Only if he beats me to it." She replied. The God of the Underworld had a smug smirk on his face. "Now, do we have a deal or not?" She questioned. "Regina's soul in exchange for Killian's?" Hades asked. Y/n had a serious expression on her face. Hades truly enjoyed her company. She was different from anyone else who had tried to make a deal with him. But there was something bothering him. "Before we make any deals, I want to ask you something." He started, "Your boyfriend's down here too. And yet, you're only exchanging one soul? Why?" He asked. He slowly circled around the teenage girl. "I mean, you two have a lot of history together." He said. The Lost Girl turned her head to follow his movements with her eyes. "An eternity together. A happy ending, right?" He asked her. Y/n glared at him. "How do you know about that?" She asked him. Hades chucked. "Oh, I know more." he tells her, "So much more," Hades added. Y/n continued to glare at him. She folded her arms over her chest. "Killian is my priority. That's all you need to know for now." Y/n replied. Hades smirked at her. "I can see why he likes you." He admitted. Y/n gave him a stern look. "Do we have a deal or not?" She asked him. He gave her a slight nod. "We have a deal." He agreed. Y/n smiled and let go of his wrist. Hades smiled and returned to his seat.

Meanwhile, Emma and her parents had broken into the pawnshop. The blonde woman pulled out her pistol and held onto it tightly. "I still think this is a bad idea," Regina tells her. The two women started to walk around the shop. Emma wandered off towards the large spinning wheel. Meanwhile, Regina's eyes fell on a small doll. She bends down to get a closer look at it. It appeared to be handmade. The doll itself was standing in a familiar pose. "Emma?" She called out. The blonde woman turned her head to look at the Evil Queen. Regina carefully picked up the small doll. Emma frowned in response. "What's that?" She questioned. The blonde woman got closer to the Evil Queen. "Why would Gold have this in his shop?" She added. "This isn't Gold's shop," Regina answered. She glanced up to look into Emma's eyes. "Not anymore." She added. Emma's eyes widened as she took a closer look at the doll. "Pan," She whispered. Regina quickly set the doll down again. "Did you call for me?" Pan spoke up. The two women turned towards the door. Pan stood right in front of it, resting his palms on his walking cane. "Pan," The two women said. The demon had a proud smile on his face. "Of course, you're down here," Regina added. Pan stepped closer to them. Emma quickly holds up her hand. "Stay there." She ordered. "As you wish, ladies," Pan replied. "Where is Y/n?" Regina questioned. The demon turned to look at her. The Lost Boy could only smirk. "Not telling," Pan replied. The two women glared at him. "What? You didn't think I would tell you of her whereabouts, did you?" He asked them. The two women could only glare at him angrily.  "What are you doing in my shop?" Pan asked the two women. "We were looking for Y/n," Emma answered honestly. "Since when do you care about her?" Pan asked her. Emma and Regina looked at each other. Pan took a few steps closer to them. "You don't care about her at all. You only care about yourselves." Pan tells them. The two women looked at the demon with threatening looks in their eyes. "I remember you calling me the villain." Pan started, "When I wanted was a happy ending for her." He added. "Her? You only care about yourself." Emma spat back at him. Pan shook his head as he took another step closer. "No," he said, "I care about her. She needs her happy ending. And that is exactly what I am going to give her. And neither one of you will get in my way." He said. Before any one of them could react, the two women were teleported somewhere else. Far away from the pawnshop. "Thirty minutes are almost over, Y/n." He said. The demon turned around and walked towards the door. 

"So, where do I sign?" She questioned. Hades waved his hand around, using magic, to make a gravestone appear right in front of her. 'Killian Jones' had been carved into the stone. "It's fairly simple," Hades started. Y/n glanced down at her hand. All of a sudden, she was holding a dagger. "You cross out his name and write down hers." He added. "I want to see him first." She replied. Hades chuckled at her. "What?" He asked. "You heard me." She said, "I want to see my father." She continued. Hades groaned quietly. Within a few seconds, Killian appeared in the room. He dropped to his knees almost immediately. Y/n dropped the dagger and rushed over to the pirate. He was covered in blood and bruises. The Lost Girl kneeled next to him, cupping his face in her hands. The pirate tried to resist her but gave in as soon as he got a better look at her face. He looked directly into her eyes. He raised his bloody hand and rested it on her cheek. "Y/n?" He questioned. The Lost Girl nodded. "Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of here." She tells him. Y/n inhaled deeply. She looked up at the God of the Underworld. "No strings attached?" She questioned. "No strings attached." He promised her. Y/n looked at Killian. "Stay right here." She tells him. When she got up, Killian quickly reached out and grabbed her hand. "Don't." He tells her. Y/n frowned at him. "Whatever he... he promised you... don't trust... don't trust him." The pirate tells her. The Lost Girl shook her head. "It's not him," She replied, "I came here to save you. And that's exactly what I'm going to do." She tells him. Killian opened his mouth to speak again. Y/n covered his mouth with her hand. She pressed a gentle kiss on Killian's forehead. "Let me save you for once." She whispered, "Please, Dad." She added. Killian looked up at her with watery eyes. Y/n couldn't tell if it was because of the pain of the fact that she called him dad. She got up and walked over to the gravestone. Y/n crouched down, inhaled deeply again, and pressed the blade against the stone.