"Is that it?" Emma asked, staring at the sizeable island before us.
"Aye," Hook shifted the wheel, his hook perfectly curving around the wood, "Neverland."
The longer the ride got the worse I felt. Henry got kidnapped, and by Peter Pan of all monsters. I kept thinking about it, things I should have done; things I could have done. In a way I felt responsible, even if I don't have any evidence of a motive. I wouldn't put it passed Pan to have just done it for fun--to have another Lost boy to play with.
The sea surrounding the island was a pure, deep blue. The waters seemed calm and the boat swayed ever so slightly with the current. We were aboard the Jolly Roger searching for Henry, my adopted little brother. I never thought I'd ever have to come back here again. Then again, my luck has never been good.
I walked up the quarterdeck steps and stood by Hook, "hey," I said casually.
"'Ello," he said cautiously, "she doesn't know, does she?"
"Know what?" I asked innocently.
"I think you know the answer to that, love," the raven-haired male turned the wheel again, standing tall and proud as ever at the helm, "why haven't you said anything?"
"Like you're in a position to give advice. What about all the times you've lied and stolen, Pirate?" I spat.
"But I never bloody lied to anyone I actually cared about. Not my crew, not you, not even Baelfire," I rolled my eyes at his words. You're lying to me right now, in case you haven't noticed, "look, she knows you ran away, but not to where. I think it best you confess before Pan can make this situation any worse."
He had a point. I could either confess to Regina that this is where I went and have her blame me for Henry getting kidnapped, or I could wait for Pan to effectively burn every bridge I've built by embellishing small truths with lies. I'd like to say she wouldn't believe him, but I've never had the best track record with her.
I leant over the railing, sighing as I watched the sea. For some reason the air always smelled sweet to me here. I could never quite place the smell, but it was almost like roses or carnations. The kind I used to keep on my balcony in the Enchanted Forest. I was pulled from my thoughts at the sound of Regina's voice.
"Why are you slowing down? In case you didn't notice my son's life is in danger!" She shouted. I bit my lip and choked back angry tears. Henry this, Henry that. Give it a rest.
Hook barely glanced her way, "Oh, I know, my hot-headed Queen. The plan is to bring us to the far side of the island, link up with the widest part of the river, and then we sail right through, take him by surprise. The irony..."
"What irony," the Queen demanded.
"Oh, I spent more time than I care to remember trying to leave this place to kill Rumplestiltskin," he motioned to the island before us, "and here I am, sailing right back into its heart with him as my guest of honor. It's not quite the happy ending I was hoping for."
If Regina hadn't been standing right there I might have scoffed and said tell me about it, but that wouldn't bode well for me in the long run.
My mind raced, running through every worst case scenario it could find. The boys could've gone hunting and he could've gotten hurt. Tamara and Greg could have killed him, though how that would help destroy magic I have no idea. Speaking of, why would Pan ever want to do that? Magic, this island, they're the only things keeping him young. What is his real goal here and why does it involve Henry?
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Once A Lost Girl | Once Upon A Time Story | Peter Pan
Фанфик**this is a canon-compliant fic. Please read entire description and all warnings before continuing. Thank you! Throughout her life, Elyssa has only trusted herself. Her village betrayed her, hunting her like a common animal. However, it only took on...
