{ Dreamshade }

•Chapter 88•

Pan lifted her head carefully off the ground. "Y/n, Y/n, hey," He spoke up. His fingers brushed away the lock of sliver-white hair that sat in front of her face. "No, no, no," He whispered under his breath. He gently tapped her cheeks trying to get her to open her eyes. "Y/n, come on, open your eyes," Pan tells her sternly. Still, no response.  Y/n didn't respond at all. He couldn't go through all of this again. He already lost her once, he couldn't bare going through all of that again. The loss of his true love? Never again. "Maybe she just needs some water. Get her some water." Felix orders one of the Lost Boys that stood close to him. Pan snapped himself out of his trance as he overheard Felix's order. He looked up at the boy before he could storm off. "Just get a glass." He ordered. The boy ran off as quickly as he could, two boys following close behind. Felix shot a deadly glare at Pan. "She needs to get to Dead Man's Peak and drink from that spring," Pan tells him sternly. "Oh, well, aren't you the hero," Felix replied. The leader of the Lost Boys stood up, lifting Y/n up, and holding her in his arms. "Felix we don't have time for this." He said. Felix stood up and tried to take Y/n from his arms. "No, I won't let you take her. Not after what you did." He said. The blonde boy reached out and carefully took the lock of silver-white hair that was now part of her and made Pan look at it. "You promised her to never put her there again." He said. Pan furrowed his eyebrows. "Put her where? The echo caves? Is that where she got this?" Pan asked him. "Where else would she have gotten it? Because I haven't seen a hair salon on the island ever before." Felix pointed out. Pan shook his head. "I wouldn't do that to her." He said. Before Felix could respond, the Lost Boy returned. As soon as Pan grasped the empty glass, he disappeared, with Y/n in his arms. Devin walked up to Felix. "He's lying," Felix said. Devin frowned at him. "He didn't look like he was lying." He replied. The tall, blonde teenager quickly turned to his friend. "Pan lies!" He exclaimed loudly. The other Lost Boys all looked at him worriedly. 

Meanwhile, Pan had set Y/n down against the cold, hard stones that surrounded the entrance to the spring. Y/n started to groan quietly as her eyes began to open again. Even in that slightest opening, Pan tried to look into her eyes. He saw the moonlight and the light of the stars in the reflection of her eyes. "Just keep breathing, Y/n." He tells her. Y/n nodded very slowly. Not wasting any more time, he turned to the Dreamshade plant that was covering the rest of the entrance to the spring. He used his magic to remove them. He would burn them if he had to. He made his way to the water and filled the glass. Within seconds he was kneeling next to Y/n, holding the glass close to her lips. "Open your mouth." He whispered to her. But Y/n shook her head. Pan furrowed his eyebrows at her. The Lost Girl slowly lifted her eyelids and looked him dead in the eye. "No more games," She started, "Before I drink that I want to know why." She added. Pan put the glass back up to her lips. "Y/n, please, just drink this. We'll talk after that, but, please, drink the water." He begged her. His tone was desperate and his voice was about to break. But Y/n kept looking at him with a blank expression. She wasn't going to let him sweet talk his way out of this one. She pushed his hand away again and sat up straight. "I want to talk now." She tells him weakly, "Why did you lock me in the caves, Peter? Why?" She asked. "I didn't lock you in the caves, Y/n. I promised. I always keep my promises. Please, drink the water." He pleaded. His eyes started to water, reflecting the light of the kind moon that shone its dim light upon them. "Why do you sound like nothing happened?" She asked him. She felt as if her heart was being ripped from her chest. Tears were also starting to appear in her eyes. "Why are you lying? Peter, you grabbed me and shoved me into that cage." She tells him. "Love, I promised you I would never do that ever again. Please, drink the water." He repeated. He raised the glass back up to her lips again. 

Y/n hit the glass out of his hand, making it drop on the stones and break into a hundred little pieces. "Y/n-" Pan started. "No more bullshit, Peter!" She screamed. Tears were rolling from her eyes. Pan put his hands on her arms trying to get her to calm down and stop the poison from spreading any further. Of course, Y/n struggled against him. She kicked her feet into the air. Pan pushed her against the stones a little harder than he intended. "Y/n, stop!" He ordered. "Why did you do it?!" She screamed. "I didn't do it, Love. I swear on my life." He assured her calmly. "Why?!" Y/n repeated. "I didn't! I wouldn't!" Pan snapped at her. The water of the spring behind them filled the silence. They were both in tears now. Pan felt hopeless. She wouldn't drink the water unless he told her why he did it. But he couldn't even remember doing it. He couldn't imagine grabbing her, trapping her in that small cage, and walking away as if he was a heartless maniac. He loved her with all he had. He would never do that. He promised her. "Y/n," Pan started, "Please, drink the water," he begged her. He got closer to her. "I cannot lose you again." He spoke quietly. "I want to know why," Y/n tells him again. A small tear rolled from her eye and down her cheek. "Please," Pan repeated. If she wouldn't drink that water... she would die. He couldn't live without her. He really couldn't. His heart would break. His heart... Suddenly, it hit him. "It wasn't me," he whispered. "Where have you been all this time? We were almost starting without you." Pan smirked. A low chuckle sounded as the man approached them. "Oh, you wouldn't start without me, would you?" He said in a challenging tone. Pan patted the pirate's back gently as they both turned to the table filled with drinks. "Y/n, did you ever see your father leave the island?" He questioned. The Lost Girl furrowed her eyebrows as she dried her wet cheeks with the back of her hand. "What?" She said. Pan shook his head. "Can't be," he whispered. "You need to teach these boys how to drink properly." Killian chuckled. Pan laughed as well as he looked at the Lost Boys who were either knocked out or throwing up. "If you stayed a while longer, maybe you could teach them?" Pan suggested. The two turned to face each other. "You want me to stay and teach your boys?" Killian questioned him. "Yeah, seems like they've still got a lot to learn." He chuckled, taking a sip from his drink. Killian smiled as well before suddenly reaching his hook into Pan's chest. "Yeah, well, so do you," Killian whispered. The leader of the Lost Boys looked at the pirate in shock. Pan groaned in pain as Killian pulled out his heart.

Y/n shook her head. "My father would never hurt me, Peter." She tells him sternly. Pan looked at her. "What if it wasn't your father?" He suggested. Killian walked away with an almost complete black heart in his hand. As he walked, a purple fog surrounded him. Rumpelstiltskin stepped out and looked at the heart he was holding in his hand. "Rumpel," Pan growled between his teeth. He looked at Y/n. "He did this. All of this," he tells her. Y/n looked at him silently. "That's why I couldn't remember." He added. Y/n shook her head. "He's in Storybrooke, where we left him and the others. And it was you who put me in that cage, Peter." She pointed out to him. "He took my heart," Pan replied. He reached out his hand and gently pulled up her chin. "Look at me," He started, "Did you really think I would ever hurt you?" He asked her. The Lost Girl became silent. She didn't know what to tell him. "I couldn't. Even if I was really angry with you, I would never be able to hurt you, Y/n." He spoke, "I love you... with all I have. You know that, right? I would never do this to you." He tells her. He reached out to touch the lock of silver-white hair that fell over her shoulder. Y/n looked him in the eyes.  He wasn't lying. "I love you." He repeated. He leaned down and pressed a kiss against her temple. Another small tear rolled down her cheek. "I love you too,"  Y/n whispered back. Pan moved his hand over the pieces of glass that were spread on the stone, cold, and hard floor. The glass was repaired and he went back to the spring to get the water. "Please," He started, "Don't leave me again." He continued. Y/n nodded and opened her mouth to drink the spring water.