Lost in Storybrooke

Chapter two

"So let me get this straight," Hook says to me rather confused and slightly annoyed. "You and Pan are friends now? And you asked him to erase our memories of you while we were apart? Do you have idea how evil that boy is? What he could have done to us instead? What he could have done to you instead?"

I let out a long exasperated breath and roll my eyes at my father. I'm being lectured like I'm still a child that doesn't know any better. I haven't seen my father for decades apparently, that whats he's told me anyway, and yet, he has not changed a bit. I wouldn't have wished for him to change anyway. I've missed him dearly and I'm overjoyed to finally have him back in my life again. 

"I wouldn't have asked him to help me and cast that spell if I didn't trust him, Hook. And we aren't friends..."I trail off and I can feel my cheeks warming. A smile grow slightly on my face despite my efforts to fight it off. I pang hits my heart as well and I feel sad at the same time. There is a gaping hole now in my heart that I long to refill. I finally have my father back but I've lost Peter. I need to find away to keep them both.

"Oh no..." Hook says and his face darkens. He scolds me, again acting like a child that can't make decisions for herself. "You can't be serious love! After everything he has done, all the lives he's ruined and taken. That boy is a demon. He must have you under some spell. You can't seriously be in love with him."

"And how well do you know him?" I fire back, my defenses starting to build. I force myself to simmer down before continuing. "Captain, all of those horrible things that have happened, all the dreadful humors and stories are either untrue and were not him. Pan isn't anything like what everyone says he is. Well, he was at first but that didn't last long. 

"Peter has never been the real villain. I've asked at length of the allegations against him, even everything that he's done to you. He's denied it all but has heard these rumors return to him about things he's apparently done."

A thought suddenly hits me and dots connect. I had already suspected this but after the stunt that he pulled when he poisoned me using one of his boys disguised as him, it just about confirms it. He's been out to take Peter's title from him or tarnish his name anyway he can to turn people against him. 

"None of that was him," I say aloud and trailing into my own thoughts.

"You've said that already. Several times actually," Hooks says, still not convinced.

"It was Jinx. It was him the whole time. He's been planning this since before I arrived. He's been planning this for centuries..." I say realizing that I'm not making any sense to anyone but myself. "Jinx is Peter's greatest enemy. He used to be his best friend before he turned on him. Neverland used to be a refuge for boys who were lost or running away from something but it hasn't been that way for a very long time because Jinx twisted the story to make it sound like Peter kidnaps them.

"Jinx has magic of his own. He manipulates, lies and tortures peoples lives to his own will. Hook, Jinx is the one that tricked you and your brother, leading to his death. Peter is innocent. Jinx must turn himself into Peter to incriminate him."

"She's not lying Killian," Emma chimes in. She takes Hook's hand and offers him a reassuring smile. He smiles back with that look in his eye again and I can't help but smile at them. It warms me inside to see my father happy and in love. I'm a little confused by her statement though and it obviously shows. "I can always tell when someone is lying. It's my superpower."

"A handy talent to have," I reply and flash my father a cheeky grin. He smirks for a brief moment before he resumes scolding me with his disapproving father look. I groan out of annoyance.

I reach out my hand and place it on his wrist just above his hook. Let's try and different approach. I've always had Hook wrapped around my little finger, as most daughters do with their fathers, since I was since I was little. I hardly ever use this to my advantage though. I work for what I want. I don't expect it to be handed to me on a silver plate. After all, I wasn't raised to be a princess. I was raised a pirate.