Prized Possession

Chapter 8

Peter's P.O.V

I know it was Rumple, I just know it. Who else could break my blood magic seal on my tree house. He had to of taken control of the lost boy, but how. He would have to be on the island to do that. All I could figure out at this moment was that Rumple knew I had Angel and he was playing games with me. Of course Rumple wouldn't of have done that to Angel, once inside he released his control of the lost boy and let him do as he pleased. I bet he did that just to get me riled up. He was playing a dangerous game. At the moment I lie on my bed, Angel wrapped in my arms. She had fallen asleep long ago, but since she was too scared to be alone, I lay with her. I made she to hold her tightly to me, taking notice of how she hummed in her sleep. This girl was beautiful, absolutely perfect in every single way. Rumple knew I would care about her, he bloody predicted it. This whole curse thing is well planned out. The bad part about it was that Angel was the key to it all. I had to take her heart, literally. If I didn't I would die.

Angel shifted in her sleep and mumbled lightly, before turning more onto my chest. Her head was now on my chest and I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I can't kill her! That would be the death of me, figuratively speaking. The only other option I have is if I kill Rumple. By killing Rumple the curse will crumble and Angel and I would be free. Poor girl, not even knowing what she plays such a huge role of. I brushed my fingers through her hair before, carefully untangling myself from her and standing by the bed. I didn't want to leave her, but I still had to talk to Felix. He's the only one I can trust fully on this island. A long time ago I placed a spell on him too, so that no one could manipulate him by magic, other than me. I have to say though, he is one of my best warriors, without me manipulating him.

I left the tree house and once outside I resealed the house with a different spell and a little fairy dust. Even if Rumple knows the spell to get in, he won't have the fairy dust to complete the spell. I flash-stepped over to Felix, who was eating an apple by the fire. "What's the problem?" He asked as he tossed the rest of the half eaten apple in the fire. "It's not 'what's the problem' it's who's the problem. Darling little Rumple broke the spell I had on my house and got in. He had possessed one of the lost boys into going up to the door and then used his magic. Afterwards he let the boy go and he ended up scaring Angel, almost hurting her." Felix motioned for me to sit beside him, and I did. I glanced up at my tree house and then back at Felix. "I have to find a way to kill him." Felix smirked. "Well looks like we found just what you need." My eyebrows knitted together in confusion, "What did you find?" Felix stood up and made a motion to follow him.

I followed him into the forest, "It's not a 'what did we find' it's a who." Felix spoke, a smirk on his face. He liked to use my words. "Get on with it Felix, you know I'm interested." "He goes by the name..."

Rumple's P.O.V

I can't believe my eyes. I just found my son! "Baelfire!" I yelled and ran to hug him, but he stepped away. I stopped and stood there, my arms still stretched out. "Baelfire?" My voice took a questioning tone, my eyes sad. He rubbed his nose with the back of his wrist and looked away. "Baelfire please..." "It's Bae" he cut me off, his voice taking a rude tone. I was taken back. The boy who once loved me and called me Papa now won't even look at me, let alone hug me. "Bae..." I tested the waters, "Please don't hate me. I have spent so many years looking for you. I missed you, I'm sorry." Bae finally looked at me. "Sorry my job is expecting me. My five minute break is over." He said before walking away. "He wasn't even working, but he still wanted to get away from you." A nearby lady spoke as she shook her head and walked past.

"Bae come back!" I yelled and walked quickly down the crowded sidewalk. My cane bumped into some people, but I didn't care. My son, the boy I spent so many years trying to find was in front of me. He turned around and stood still, a blank look on his face. "Please, just hear me out" I asked. He looked over his shoulder the other way before looking back. "Ten minutes" He spoke before walking off. "Ten minutes? Wh-Where are you going?" He turned and walked backwards, his thumb pointing over his shoulder. "Coffee shop. I don't know about you but I'm thirsty." With that he spun back around and kept walking, me following. I can't believe I found my son.

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I know that is not how they met, but it helps out the chapter. I was thinking about deleting this story. What do you guys think? Thought the picture was funny!