Tiger Lily (A Peter Pan Fanfic)

Chapter Seventeen

A/N: I apologize for such a short, boring chapter! This one was quite the filler, but the next chapter will include more plot.

Some of you may be wondering why I didn't include much of Lily's life in Storybrooke? I was going to, but the plot of the story isn't supposed to be about her life in Storybrooke, so it didn't make much sense to me for multiple chapters on it. We've all seen what happened to the characters before and after the curse was broken, and I felt it kind of unnecessary to repeat it?

Yes, I do realize that it could have made for some story development, but like I said, I didn't think it was necessary.

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Everything had gone by so quickly - I could hardly remember all of the events that had taken place. The insanity started when we all got our memories back. Never in my life - well, fake life - did I think I would one day learn that I was related to the infamous Captain Hook.

All of the voyages over the seas came flooding back the moment Emma Swan broke the curse over the little town of Storybrooke.

Every daring sword fight, every swift theft, every cunning trade - who knew my life was so...adventurous?

Though...I did feel as if a part of me were still missing. I tried not to think about it, but the feeling was there, in the back of my mind, lingering on every day.

It had been months since Emma broke the curse, and currently the newest mission we had was to rescue her son, Henry.

Henry and I had grown close, he was like a little brother to me. The indignation I felt when I learned he had been kidnapped by some lowlives working for some sleazy basement dweller was unimaginable.

Naturally, I volunteered to join the voyage to wherever we had to go to save Henry.

"What do you mean I can't go?" I demanded, crossing my arms over my chest.

A group of us, meaning my father, Emma, Mary Margaret, David, Mr. Gold, Regina, Belle, and I were standing at the dock where the Jolly Roger was waiting to be boarded.

"We need you here with the others." my father replied simply.

An irritable feeling bubbled at the pit of my stomach. "The others are fine here with Belle. I can help you guys, dad. Really."

An unreadable expression flashed across my father's face, and I got the vague feeling that he was keeping something from me.

"Please." I begged, raising my eyebrows.

Giving a deep sigh, my dad ran a hand through his dark, tousled hair. "Fine. You're with me at all times though, got it, lass?"

Nodding shortly, I replied, "Got it."

I'd be lying if I said I didn't resent my father even a little bit. He had wreaked havoc in town. He had led Cora here, he helped those two goons - Greg and Tamara, who shot Neil...he had become someone entirely different.

Of course, people do change if you don't see them for thirty years, but that shouldn't change the core of your soul, should it? You should still be able to tell right from wrong.

As we all boarded the ship, I felt a sort of...uneasiness, as if something was pricking at the back of my mind, but I couldn't quite tell what it was.

Turning my attention to the others, I watched with interest as Mr. Gold conjures a pure white globe out of a cloud of purple smoke.

Pricking his finger on it, he carefully let a drop of blood hit the globe.

We all watched as the blood spread around the globe, creating a map of some land.

My father's brow furrowed, his facial expression unreadable.

"Where is that?" Emma asked, her eyes not leaving the globe.

"Where did they take Henry?" Regina demanded.

My father lifted his head, his blue eyes full of anxiety.

"Neverland."

I felt my curiosity peak at his words; I had never been to Neverland, nor did I know much about it. The only things I learned about it were from the Disney animated film.

And somehow, I doubted it would be like that.