Cause I'm Yours 》Once Upon A Time (Discontinued)

Eight

Ok, this plan is just plain bonkers. Pan is going to see right through it and he's going to kill me. Or torture me. But me being here is torture enough.

Once I arrived at the camp, I went straight to my room. Formulating a plan to seduce the demon is hard enough. I've done it before so it shouldn't be as hard. Just put on my charm then torture him until he lets me and Fagin off this island.

First, I started ruffling my hair a bit to give it that volume. Soon after, I took my jacket off and started to adjust my corset to the point my boobs look perkier. I sighed when I finished and looked at myself in the mirror. My stomach was fluttering the more I thought this plan through. Just the idea of kissing Pan again is like...it's making me excited. My mind went back to that kiss in Storybrooke. Our lips molded so perfectly together and, even though my memory was wiped, I found myself enjoying it.

My fingers began tracing my lips as I started to feel them tingle. God, why the bloody hell am I feeling this way? Pan's done so many terrible things. He's hurt me. He's hurt Papa. He's been tormenting and threatening Tinkerbell and Tiger Lily. I hate myself for wanting to kiss that wanker.

I shook my head. "No," I said to myself. I pointed at my mirror self and tried to knock some sense back into me. "That prick earns this. I'm not falling for him again. Stick with the plan."

And hope that it works.

Neverland (Past) (3rd POV)

Hook finally reached the top of the waterfall with Smee right behind him. He scolded himself halfway through the climb when he had to keep helping Mr. Smee from falling. He should have made him stay back and wait while he got Cassandra back.

"We've made it," Hook said as he reached down and offered Smee a hand. Hook pulled him up before yanking the second mate to the side so he wouldn't fall.

"Indeed you have," they heard. Hook pulled his sword out and pointed it towards Pan, who was holding a sleeping Cassandra in one arm. "I forgot how much a handful babies are. Always crying nonstop. Especially when I do this."

Hook's eyes widened when Pan lets got of baby Cassandra. Her body was floating in mid-air. It seemed Cassandra knew she wasn't being held. Her lips started to quiver before she began crying. Hook took a step forward to grab her so he could cradle her but Pan quickly levitated Cassandra back to him. A victorious smirk was on his face when Cassandra stopped crying as soon as she was back in his arms.

"It's funny really," Pan began. "All the Lost Boys tried to get her to stop crying but the moment she was with me, nothing. Don't know why. Maybe she likes the color green. Or maybe she knows that she's a Lost Girl."

"Enough games, Pan," Hook sneered. He was done with Pan tormenting him. And the only reason why he's not attacking now is because Pan has his daughter. "I did what you asked. Now give me back my daughter."

"I suppose." Pan looked at the awaken Cassandra. "You are going to be here for a while and I don't really want to raise a child all over again." His attention went toward Hook. "I'll even give you a little gift."

"Don't take it, Cap'n," Mr. Smee quaked.

Hook held his hand up to shush his friend. "What gift?"

"Time," Pan said. "See, I can't have a wailing baby cry for centuries. So, she's going to age like usual. Raise her...however you want. I won't even go near your ship. But that stops once she hits sixteen."

Hook knew there was a catch. "And what happens once she turns 16?"

"Isn't it obvious? She becomes a Lost Girl."