Regina's Little Sister - A Peter Pan Love Story

Chapter 9

~ Previously ~

'Regina, please help me.' I thought, before curling into a ball and trying to avoid the flames. I have faith Regina will still get me out of here but I don't know how long I can stay here. I don't even know where here is. "Regina, if you can hear me, I'm okay. I need your help Regina. Please, help me." I said, even though I have given up hope on her ever hearing me.

*In the Enchanted Forest*

Princess Abigial's Pov

James and I were sitting in our carriage, heading to the castle. It was taking a lot longer than it should have because James didn't listen to me. He was currently looking out the window, enjoying the view. "How do you like the view, my darling?" he suddenly asked me. "I've seen better." I replied back, pulling out my fan. "This is taking forever, I told you the Troll Road would have been faster and far less bumpy." I stated angrily. When I didn't hear a reply, I looked up and said, "Are you even listening?" "Yes, of course." he said, not really listening.

The carriage suddenly stopped and James jumped out to see what the problem is. "Fear not, it is but I fallen tree." I heard him yell to me. I wasn't focusing on him at the moment, when suddenly, something hit the top of the carriage. I looked up startled, when a hand flew into the carriage and grabbed James' pouch. "AHHH, AHHH!!!! HELP!!!" I yelled and shouted. James suddenly rides by on a horse after the thief.

Prince Charming's Pov

When I realized the fallen tree in the road was an ambush, it was too late. My soon-to-be-wife was yelling for help. Instead of going to comfort her, I hoped on the back of a horse and rode after the thief. When I finally caught up to them, I tackled me to the ground "Show yourself, you coward." I raised by voice, turning the thief over. "You're a girl." I said shocked. Said girl smiled and said, "Woman." before hitting me in the face with a rock.

While I was distracted, she jumped on her horse and road away. I composed myself and yelled after her, "YOU MAY RUN BUT YOU CAN'T FIND FROM ME. WHEREVER YOU ARE, I WILL FIND YOU!" She gave me a teasing smile before disappearing into the trees. I started my walk back to the carriage, thinking of ways to get back what she stole from me.

*Back to Storybrooke*

Mary Margaret's Pov

I am walking home from my date with Dr. Wales. I cut it short because he was staring at Ruby in weird ways and he wasn't paying attention to anything I said. Eventually I asked Ruby for the check and he stayed behind and paid for our dinner as well. He stayed behind at 'Granny's Dinner' probably to flirt with Ruby. While walking home, I saw Emma in her car, trying to read a newspaper with a flashlight. "Hey. Are you okay?" I asked her. "Oh, yeah. Out of all the tight spaces I have been in, sleeping in my car should be a breeze." she replied, putting the newspaper down.

"Wait. You're sleeping here?!" I asked her. "Until I find a place to stay." she replied looking at me. "So you decided to stay." I said, smiling. "For Henry." she stated then said, "This town doesn't seem to have any vacancies, is that normal?" She stepping out her car to ask me that. "If it gets cramped, I have a spare room." I told her. She sighed, "Thanks but I don't really do roommates. I do better alone."

"That's fine." I told her, scuffing my toe on the road. "What are you doing out late, anyway?" she asked. "Well, I'm a teacher not a nun. I had a date." I told her. " By the looks of things, it went well." she replied sarcastically. I looked at the ground, trying not to laugh. "Yeah." "Did he at least pay?" I shock my head 'no'. "Well, I better get going." I told her. She nodded and I was on my way.

Henry's Pov

Today at school, we went to the hospital to decorate and to put flowers down for the people there. I wondered into John Doe's/Prince Charming's room and looked at his face. Mary Margaret walked in after spotting me through the glass walls, "Henry, what are you doing in here?" I ignored her questions and asked one of my own. "Ms. Blanchard, will when John Doe wake up?" She laughed quietly and said, "Sweetie, his name is not John Doe. That is just what they call people when they don't know who they are." "What's wrong with him?" I asked, even though I knew what was wrong.