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Chapter Seven: Coming Home

Chapter Seven *(y/n)’ POV* We were so close to finding Peter, or at least I hoped. I was trying to keep my expectations low, just in case Zelena had tricked us, but I had a feeling he was there. The closer we got the more I could feel him, it was like he was pulling me to him. I smiled, trying to hide my excitement from Felix as we trudged through this never ending forest. I was careful about when and how I mentioned Peter now, since Felix didn’t seem to like the subject. It was so frustrating because he used to be so loyal to Peter, he would have done anything to save him, even if it meant risking his own life. Now, it seemed as he had to convince himself Peter was worth it. I turned to look at him as he glanced back and forth from the map to the path ahead. I wonder if it had anything to do with me. I pondered, as I watched him. I snapped my head back to the path. That was ridiculous, and not to mention conceded on my part, but I couldn’t help thinking it. Our relationship was so different now. He was so kind to me, which was something I never would have expected a year ago. I always thought Felix perfectly loathed me. He would push me around, throw me angry looks at any chance he got, and did his best to convince Peter to get rid of me. Yet, now it was the complete opposite and it infuriated me that I couldn’t figure out why. “You alright?” Felix said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I realized I must have had a nasty look on my face, because he looked worried. I turned to him and managed to force a smile, “Yes, just a bit tired that’s all,” I said, quickly, picking up my pace. It wasnt a complete lie, I was tired. Tired of looking at this path that didn’t seen to ever come to a stop. “If you’re tired, we could always camp here for the night,” he said, giving me a look of genuine concern. He was so nice now, it began to frustrate me. I shook my head quickly, trying not to make eye contact with him, “No, that is the last thing I want to do right now. I just want to get to this miserable place Zelena has led us to, get Peter and go home.” I said shortly. Felix turned away with a hurt look on his face. The familiar sting of regret made me stop in my tracks. “Felix I’m sorry,” I said, rubbing my temples as he turned to look at me, confusion written all over his face. “You don’t have to-” “Yes I do,” I stopped him the moment that soft expression he always wore when he looked at me, appeared on his face. I tried not to look at him, not wanting him to see my frustration, as he waited patiently for me to continue. “Look Felix, I’m sorry I’ve been so on edge today, I just,” I trailed off, thinking of what to say. I didn’t know how to explain my frustration to him. How could I explain that his kindness towards me was the thing that was warring on my nerves. It hadn’t bothered me up until now, I actually quite enjoyed it at first, but now it just upset me. He was so always so kind until I mentioned Peter, then he would go all sullen. I couldn’t stand it. I realized I was staring off into space and snapped my head up to face him. He looked so innocent, waiting for me to continue. I cursed myself for being so rude, he hadn’t done anything. I forced a smile, “I just want to go home. That’s why I’m so, so, well unhappy.” I said, bluntly. He nodded, seeming to understand. I started to walk, passing him up as he stood there watching me. I turned around, walking backwards as I motioned for him to follow, “So let’s just get there already, okay?” He rolled his eyes and reluctantly followed. We walked for a moment more until we came to a clearing. I stopped and studied it carefully, not wanting to run into any other obstacles. I lifted my foot and started walking when the coast seemed to be clear. “Wait,” Felix mumbled behind me. “What?” I groaned, spinning around to look at him. “It says we’re here,” he said quietly, studying the map, confused. I spun around to face the clearing again, excitedly. “What are we looking for? Where is he?” I asked, my eyes darting back and forth across the empty clearing. Felix hesitated as he showed me the map. He pointed to the picture of a castle. I looked at it in disbelief. We were at the exact location but there was no castle here. “Where the hell is it?” I said through gritted teeth, feeling as if I was going to explode at any moment. Felix folded up that map quickly, “How would I know?” He said, brushing past me casually, into the clearing. I stormed over to him, “So what now? We just give up?” I said, struggling to keep up with his fast pace. He put his hand up to quiet me as he slowed down to a stop. He stared blankly out in front of him. I followed his gaze to what seemed to be nothing, “What is it?” I asked, aggravated. “You can’t see it?” He asked, turning to me confused. “See what?” I asked, my eyes darting back to the empty space he was talking about. He reached one finger out and slowly tapped what seems to be the air. Then my jaw dropped in shock as the air, or what ever it was began to ripple in front of us. The ripples created some sort of a dome that continued into the distance ahead. Felix smiled at my surprised expression, “What is that?” I asked, still gaping at the rippling dome in from of us. “It’s a protection spell. The castle must be hidden inside,” he said, pacing along the side of the dome. “How do we get inside of it?” I asked following along side him, watching as his finger casually dragged across the side of the dome. “There should be a soft spot, kind of like an entrance along here somewhere,” he mumbled, focusing intently on the rippling surface. I stopped and squeezed my fists together, “Do you mean we have to walk around this whole thing? Felix that could take hours and, quite frankly, I-” I stopped short as Felix slipped inside of the dome, disappearing into thin air. “Felix?” I said, waiting for him to come back at any moment. “Felix?” I ran over to the spot where he had disappeared, running my hands along the surface, frantically trying to find whatever it was he had found. I felt my eyes began to burn with tears of frustration, “Felix, please come back,” I begged, hoping he would hear me, but there was silence. I stood there watching the rippling surface. I could feel all of my anger and frustration bubbling inside of me, rising to the surface. I pounded my fist against the dome over and over again, “Why, why does this always happen to-” suddenly my fist disappeared. I stood there, gaping at my arm, which now lacked a hand. I felt something grab me and I screamed as I was engulfed in the rippling surface of the dome. It felt like thick goo had washed all over me as I appeared on the other side. Felix was standing there laughing at me as I patted myself frantically. Surprisingly, I was dry. I snapped my head up at him, shock written all over my face, “What was that stuff?” I asked, but it was as if he didn’t hear me. I followed his gaze to the castle standing in front us. We both stood there gaping at the incredible structure. It was terrifying looking, with huge, black, spiraling points sticking up on all four sides. “Wow,” I said, considering how we would get inside. “Does the owner expect visitors?” I asked, turning to Felix. “Zelena failed to mention the part,” he mumbled, moving towards the looming castle. “She failed to mention quite a bit didn’t she,” I said through gritted teeth as we made our way to the giant doors ahead.

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Chapter Six

Chapter Six *Flashback (y/n)’s POV* I got back to the camp only to find all the Lost Boys gone. I looked around, confused for a moment, before deciding to go back to my tent. I plopped down on the bed Peter and given me and stared up at the ceiling with a sigh. I wonder where they are? I thought to myself, as I reached up to rub my eyes. The camp had never been empty before, especially since non of them trusted me to be on my own. Then I shot up in surprise. This was my chance, I could leave and no one would notice. I slid off the bed and sprinted to the entrance of the tent. I smiled at the empty campsite. No one could stop me now. I was just about to break out into a run when a thought popped into my head. What about Peter? I stopped, a confused expression on my face. Yes, I thought, what about Peter? I asked myself I in disbelief. Normally, I would never have even considered another person, especially Pan, when it meant disregarding my own safety. I shook it off and strode out of the tent, but I couldn’t stop my mind from racing. What if he’s hurt? That thought stopped me in my tracks. What if that’s why they aren’t here? Peter could be hurt or worse. My brow furrowed as I realized I was wasting time. I began to mentally argued with myself as I paced around the camp. What did it matter to me if he was hurt? This was my one opportunity to get out, to run back to my home, but here I was, in the middle of an empty campsite actually having to convince myself to leave. I shook my head and sat down on one of the logs. I stared at the fire pit. Was there really any point in leaving anyway? I was never truly happy back home, and actually it wasn’t really a home now that I thought about it. I never felt welcome or comfortable there. Being here was different. There was definitely more adventure, which was something I always longed for. Maybe life here wouldn’t be all that bad. I sighed, as my thoughts swung back to being in the woods earlier with Pan. A smile tugged at my lips whenever I thought of him now, which upset me. I was letting my guard down, which in my experience, was never good. That little moment was what was keeping me here. I should be long gone by now, but I wasn’t. I was still here, hoping Pan would stride in at any moment so I wouldn’t have a choice but to stay. “Stupid,” I mumbled, as I moved the ashes in the fire pit around with a stick. I knew it, I thought, frowning at the ground. I was developing feelings for him. I stood up quickly and threw the stick down. “Ugh!” I said loudly, kicking the log I had been sitting on. I jumped when I heard leaves cracking behind me. I turned to see Peter running towards the camp. I blushed, embarrassed, hoping he hadn’t seen my little fit. As he got closer I noticed a look of panic on his face. “Peter what-” he grabbed my shoulders, “(y/n), I need you to come with me now,” he said quickly as he grabbed my hand, attempting to drag me along with him. “But why-?” “Just- come on!” He yelled frantically. My eyes widened as he burst out into a run, pulling me along with him. I held onto his hand tightly as I struggled to keep up with him. The trees flew past us, their branches threatening to trip us at any moment. Everything started to blur together as we gained speed. I could barely feel my feet below me we were going so fast. Peter’s hand began to slip out of mine as we continued to sprint through the forest. “Peter, I can’t-” I said, gasping as I watched my feet stumble below me. He hadn’t heard me and suddenly, my hand snapped back from his as I tumbled to the forest ground. I continued to roll until I hit a log. I felt numb for a second, my head spinning. I blinked, trying to steady myself. A funny feeling started to trail up my leg, replacing the numbness. It began to heat up, as if a fire was catching. My brow furrowed, confused at to what was happening. The pain continued to grow, and as my head stopped spinning I looked down to see a gaping hole in my leg. My eyes widened and the numbness had completely faded. I howled in pain, my hands shaking over my leg, struggling to grasp what had happened. I looked around frantically for Peter. I couldn’t find him anywhere. Tears began to cloud my vision as I tried to get up. I fell down to the ground yet again, screeching from the burning sensation in my leg. I suddenly started to panic, remembering we were running from something. Peter never gets scared and yet, why was he running? What had frightened him so much? I but down on my tongue trying to stifle the scream that was rising in my chest, not wanting to draw whatever it was that had frightened Peter to me. I leaned back against the log, a shuttering breaths leaving my body, as I tried to calm myself down. Peter must not have noticed I was gone, because there was no sign of him. Unless this was his plan, to just leave me as bait for whatever was after him. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to ignore the throbbing of my leg. How could he just leave me? I thought as tears from the pain mixed with these thoughts, streamed down my face. “Hello dearie,” a voice interrupted. I lifted my head confused. “Peter?” I said, I was becoming so dizzy that my vision was clouded, I couldn’t see anything. “Sorry to disappoint,” the voice said, moving so uncomfortably close that I could feel his breath on my face, “but no.” It growled. Suddenly, I felt claws digging into my leg, making me scream so loud it caused my ears to ring. He kept squeezing until the pain was so intense I began to go numb. “Stop,” I heard a familiar voice say, despite the loud ringing in my ears. Whatever it was finally let go of my leg leaving me in a state of shock, “Ah, I was starting to doubt you’d come to rescue the damsel in distress,” the voice said, in a high pitched tone that rang through the quiet forest as I leaned back against the log, the shock starting to wear off as I listened intently, “What do you want?” Peter growled, as he watched, what I assumed to be a man, pace around me. I watched him cautiously, wanting to avoid anymore interaction with him, “I think we both know what it is that I want,” the man said, coming closer to me again. I tried to pulled myself away from him but failed. I squeezed my eyes shut, preparing for that burning feeling again. Peter tensed up as well as the man came closer, “Leave her out of this, she has nothing to do with you or me,” Peter said, his usual confident tone slowly slipping away. The man laughed in a high pitched tone that made me wince, “Oh, but I think she has a lot more to do with you than you care to admit,” he said as he nudged my leg, ever so slightly, but still causing a significant amount of pain to shoot throughout my body. I whimpered, as I tried to pull myself away from him again. I heard Peter move towards him, “Leave her alone,” he said sharply, making a grab for the man. The man giggled as he transported to the other side of the log, “Ah ah ah, not so fast,” he teased, infuriating Peter. Suddenly, I felt the log begin to move behind me. I struggled to move away from it as it lifted into the air. Peter’s brow furrowed with worry, as he watched the log hover over me. I looked over at him, desperately. “Now, we can all agree to cooperate, yes? Because, I know we wouldn’t want this to happen,” he said as he jokingly dropped the log and picked it up again before it could hit me. “I’ll do want you want,” Peter said quickly, holding his hand out as he anticipated the log falling. I held my breath during the moment of silence as the man seemed to decide my fate. He made a noise in the back of his throat, “Hm, actually I’m not feeling very agreeable today,” he said, flicking his wrist. I threw my hands over my head, waiting for the inevitable, but it never came. I opened my eyes to see Peter had caught it. I let out a relieved sigh as I watched him smirk at the man and tossed the log over at him. The man howled in pain as the log crashed into him, pinning him against a tree. Before he could do anything, Peter ran over and placed something on his wrist, “Clever, clever,” the man said through laughed as he watched Peter help me up. I winced, but Peter waved his hand over my leg, taking away some of of the pain. I managed to get up and look over at the man. He had murky eyes with skin that look like a crocodile’s. His lips curled into a dark smile as he met my gaze, “but we both know very well that this won’t stop me,” he growled, keeping his malicious gaze on me. I tore my eyes away from him as we began to walk. I was struggling to walk but thankfully, Peter threw my arm around his shoulder, helping me along as we began to fast walk. “I hate to say it, but he’s right. That won’t stop him,” he said, quietly, keeping his eyes forward. I nodded my head quickly, too focused on keeping my legs steady to reply. A few moments later we came to a cliff. I looked over the edge, wincing at the dark water below. It wasn’t that far of a drop but steep enough to scare me out of my wits. I turned to see Peter giving me an apologizing look. It took me a moment to understand but then I frowned, “You’ve got to be kidding,” I groaned. “I’m really sorry but I’m not.” He said grabbing my hand and quickly throwing us over the edge. I screamed as we flew through the air. I watched in horror as the water grew closer with each second. I closed my eyes as I braced for the impact. I snapped my eyes open as I felt Peter’s hand slip from mine. The next second I was crashing into the water. The impact sent chills through my whole body. I hadn’t expected it to be so cold, but I was grateful that it numbed my leg as I struggled to swim to the surface. I looked around for a sign of Peter, but he wasn’t in the water. I assumed he had reached the shore already so I swam as quick as I could to find him. “That was enough adventure for a lifetime,” I said, as I crawled onto the shore. I laid down, letting the water of the tide surround me. “Let’s agree never to do that again,” I laughed. There was no response. “Peter?” I said confused. I pulled myself up and looked around. Peter wasn’t on the shore either. I forgot about the pain in my leg and shot up, looking frantically for him. “Peter?” I said louder now, as I limped across the beach, the wet sand making it all the harder to walk. “Peter!” I yelled again, my voice cracking, as I tripped and fell down in the sand in defeat. He was no where. I tried to convince myself that he would come back but I couldn’t. Thoughts of the man with the crocodile skin popped into my mind, keeping me from hope. I felt my eyes start to burn as I thought of what he could have done to Peter. I put my head in my hands and sobbed. I didn’t realize how much I needed him until now, until I was here, alone on this island. I always hated being alone and now I had no choice. I felt like I was being silly, seeing as I really hadn’t known him long. It’s just a boy, a boy I don’t even know, my mind argued, but he wasn’t just a boy. He was so much more to me than I wanted to admit. My thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice, “Miss me?” *Peter’s POV* I let her hand slip from mine as we fell. I watched her fall into the water as I hovered above. I waited until I saw her emerge from the water before quickly transporting to shore. I climbed into a nearby tree, just out of her view, as I waited for her. I hadn’t planned to let go of her, but once I felt her hand slipping from mine, I decided not to bother holding on. I wasn’t quite sure why I had done that, I suppose I wanted to see what she would do if I left her on her own. Would she try to leave the island? I was almost positive that she wouldn’t, she seemed to have come to her senses now. I wanted to believe that she wanted to stay, but I couldn’t be quite sure, that is why hadn’t healed her leg completely. It would most definitely slow her down if she tried to run from me. I frowned as I realized I should have healed it all the way. I shouldn’t have done that to her, she wouldn’t be happy. I shook my head, trying to convince myself her feelings didn’t matter to me. It was then she appeared on the shore. I watched as she laid just in the waters reach, letting what little bit could encircle her. A smile tugged at my lips as I listened to her. Her voice had the loveliest ring to it, much like a fairy’s. I watched as she slowly began to realize I wasn’t there. My smile faded as I waited for her to run, but suddenly she started to panic, calling my name frantically. My smile returned as I realized she wasn’t going to run. I watched for a moment as she limped across the shore, the water flying around her as she frantically looked for me. The wet sand finally got the best of her, knocking her to the ground. I was about to leap down, but I stopped when she began to cry. My brow furrowed, I hadn’t anticipated this. Why was she crying? I asked myself, amused. She was actually afraid; afraid that I wouldn’t return. I laughed, she really didn’t have much confidence in me. I leaped down from the tree, landing right in front of her. “Miss me?” I asked, a confident smile spreading across my face. She lifted her face out of her hands, a look of shock replacing her sadness. I put my hands on my hips as I watched her stand up. Her hands shook as she studied me, her jaw dropped as if she didn’t believe I was real. I laughed, “I really am disappointed, you know,” I said, smiling as she struggled to accept that I was here. “I thought you would have figured it out by now, Peter Pan never-” I was stopped when she suddenly wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging me tightly to her. I was so startled by this that I just stood there awkwardly as she held me tightly in her arms, “Fails,” I finally managed to mumble. She hugged me tighter, nuzzling her face deeper into my neck, “Peter, I thought you had died, I thought that man..” She trailed off, “Oh, thank God you’re here, you’re alright,” she said, still holding me tightly to her. I slowly lifted my arms and gently wrapped them around her waist, holding her to me. I hadn’t expected this at all. I was so fascinated but the thought that she really did care about me. I rubbed small circles on her back as I pondered over what was happening. There was this peculiar feeling in my stomach, like it was tangled in knots. I had never felt anything like it before. I was snapped out of my thoughts as I felt her begin to pull away from me. I studied her face as she looked away awkwardly. Her cheeks were flushed with embarrassment as her blue eyes looked everywhere but at me. “I’m um, sorry,” she said, crossing her arms over here chest. I smiled, amused as I watched her look out at the water, trying to hide her embarrassment. “Don’t be,” I said slowly, unable to tear my eyes away from her. She finally turned and met my gaze, her eyes piercing into mine with a deep shade of blue. I stood there, entranced by her, until a the sound of leaves moving startled me. I snapped my head in the direction of the sounds. A large flock of birds had been scared off by something in the distance. (Y/n) and I turned back at each other, a knowing look on both of our faces. I grabbed her hand and led us deeper into the island. We walked in silence, noting every sound that occurred around us, as we walked back. I could feel the tension pulling at both of us as we stayed hidden in our thoughts. I glanced over at her a couple of times, wishing I could say something, but my mouth stayed glued shut. It was up to her to break this everlasting silence. We finally approached the hidden treehouse I had created for special circumstances such as this. It was well hidden deep in the forest of the connecting island, secluded enough so that beast couldn’t find us. Once I had helped her up the latter we sat across the room from each other. I watched as she attempted to wrap her leg, but it proved quite difficult. I got up and knelt down by her, “Here let me,” I said, holding her leg up gently. She winced as I waved my hand over it, curing her wounds completely. She looked at me with an incredulous expression, “That would have helped a lot earlier,” she said. I threw her a smirk, “There wasn’t a proper time to do it,” I said, hoping she wouldn’t be too upset. I was relieved to hear her musical laugh fill the room. “I’m not stupid, Peter, but it’s okay. I wouldn’t trust myself either,” she said, winking at me, as she walked over to the bed. She sat down on it and looked out the window. A concerned expression washed over soft features, “That man,” she asked slowly before turning back to look at me, “who was he?” I tensed up, really not up to this conversation, “An old friend,” I said lamely. She was smart and I knew she wouldn’t let it go that easily, but that was a difficult subject, one she may not understand. She seemed to see it in my eyes and gave me an understanding look as she laughed, “That didn’t seem like friendly reunion, if you ask me,” she said, casually smiling at me. I was glad to see she wasn’t too shaken about it, despite that it really was quite the trauma. There was a pause as we both seemed to have gotten lost in our thoughts, we both did that a lot. I could feel that familiar burn of tiredness start to grow in my eyes. I watched, beginning to drift off as she threw a blanket on the ground. I gave her a confused expression and got up, “(y/n), you know there’s a bed?” I said, motioning towards the large bed in the middle of the room. She nodded, “Yes, but there’s only one,” she pointed out with a smile, then she straightened herself and put her hands on her hips, “I am a lady, you know.” I laughed, amused by her clever response. I walked over and took the blanket from her hands and laid it out for myself, “And I can be a gentleman when needed,” I said softly, smiling as I noticed that now familiar blush rise to her cheeks, “Besides, you had an extraordinarily tough day today, you should get a good rest.” She looked up at me, her eyes fixing into mine once again, mine, however, flickering to her lips this time. “Thank you, Peter,” she said, I forced my eyes away from her lips to meet her gaze, “for everything.” I shrugged, not sure how to respond. She smiled warmly and stood up on her toes. I was taken aback when she placed a small kiss on my cheek before turning to her bed. I stood there for a moment, watching her crawl into bed as those unusual knots began to twist in my stomach again. An amused smile painted on my face as I realized what was happening. I, Peter Pan, was falling in love. *End of Flashback*

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(Sorry this took so long!!) Chapter Five

Chapter Five *Evil Queen’s POV* “This is unbelievable,” I said to myself as they flew off, all of the trees failing to catch them. I turned, my cape flying behind me, as I strode back to my carriage. “Take me back to the castle, immediately.” This couldn’t be good. The boy, he had been working for Pan. I was so sure he had been killed but, there he was. I began to worry. If he’s alive does that mean Pan is too? Since we were all here, if Pan did return, would he go after Henry? My brow furrowed in concern, he most definitely would, and I wouldn’t be able to stop him. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, focusing on the situation at hand. That wasn’t Pan that was simply just a Lost boy. That didn’t mean anything, I thought as I calmed myself down. It would help to talk to the others about it. Lately, I had been allowing Snow, Prince Charming and a few of the others to stay at the castle. We had formed some sort of a council together. It was stupid. They never did anything efficiently but, I suppose I would have to tell them what had happened. The carriage came to a halt as we approached the castle. I jumped out with a frown on my face and glided over the bridge. With the flick of my wrist, the doors flew open. I looked around to find they weren’t in the main hall. I heard laughter coming from the dining room, so I turned and practically ran into the room. They all turned with shocked faces. “We have a problem,” I said, out of breath. Snow got up in concern and helped me to my seat. “Regina, what is it? What do you mean?” She said, trying to soothe me, but she couldn’t hide the worry in her voice. I sighed, “I was in the forest earlier and I came across two children. They had been captured by my trees in the middle of the night,” I paused, still a bit out of breath. “Well, go on!” Grumpy said, impatiently. I threw him a sharp look and he quieted down. “One of them was a Lost Boy.” I said, giving all of them a grave look. None of them seemed to grasp how bad this was. “So?” Prince Charming said, casually. I have him an incredulous look, “It was Felix, you idiot, the one Pan killed,” I said sharply, “he’s back. Do you understand the problem?” They all looked shocked now. “Well what were they doing? Were they up to something?” Snow asked, growing more worried. I looked over at her with a serious face, “It seemed like it. I was going to bring them back but the girl had Pixie dust, so they got away.” I said, trailing off a bit at the end. “Who was the girl? Was she one of Pan’s as well?” Charming asked. I paused, as I thought about the girl, “I wasn’t sure. I didn’t see her when we were in Neverland but, we have to assume she’s with Pan, since she’s working with Felix.” Charming nodded his head in agreement. The table fell silent, I knew we were all thinking the same thing. “We need to call him,” I said, breaking the silence. Snow looked up at me and nodded her head. “Who?” One of the dwarves asked. We all exchanged a look of agreement, “Rumplestiltskin.” *Felix’s POV* (Y/n) and I landed on the ground with a thump. We laughed as we rolled to a stop. “That was wonderful,” (y/n) said, laughing as she brushed her hair out of her face. “Did you see the look she had? It was hysterical!” She said, laughing even more. I smiled, “We definitely showed her,” I said high-fiving her. She smiled warmly as she stood up. “So,” she said, putting her hands on her hips and looking around, “we’re really close now, aren’t we?” I picked up my bag and dug out the map Zelena had given me. My eyes studied the page as I located where we were. I nodded my head, keeping my eyes on the paper, “Mhm, it says we’re only a couple of miles away now,” I said, forcing a smile. I still wasn’t sure how I felt about getting Pan back, even though I knew it was the right thing to do. Her smile grew even wider when I told her, which made me frown. I hoped to myself she hadn’t seen. She glided over to me as I began to fold the map back up. She quickly snatched it from my hands, “Hey, what are you doing?” I said reaching out to grab it. She turned her shoulder so I couldn’t get my hands on it. I sighed in defeat, looking over to read it with her. Her brow furrowed in confusion, “Where exactly is she taking us?” She said, turning her head to face me. I paused for a moment realizing that she hadn’t told me. I mentally cursed myself, how could I be so stupid. “Felix,” she said slowly when I failed to give an answer, “are you telling me you have no idea where we’re going?” I winced, knowing she was going to be furious. I looked back up at her and shrugged. Her jaw dropped, “Felix, you can’t be serious!” She said throwing her hands up, “You let Zelena, the Wicked Witch, give you a map and lead us into God knows what, without even bothering to ask where it leads?” She said, as she paced back and forth. “(Y/n), I was so desperate. She was the only person offering me help, I had no choice,” I said, pleading with her. She looked at me, considering my words with a frown on her face. She sighed, “You know, this could all just be some trap,” she said, calmer now, then her expression turned to that of sadness, “Peter may not even be there. This could all just be a waste.” I sighed as she walked over to a tree and slid down onto the ground, putter her head in her hands. I pressed my lips together as I thought of something to say. I slowly walked over and sat down next to her. She sighed as she lifted her head and leaned back against the tree, looking up at the sky. She looked so pretty, her hair slightly messed up from flying. I smiled as I watched her study the clouds. If Zelena had lied to us, maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. We could go back to Neverland together and save the island on our own. Maybe we didn’t need Pan. I closed my eyes, trying to fight off those thoughts. “(Y/n), sometimes you just have to be willing to trust.” I said softly. She turned her head to meet my gaze. We sat there for a moment, studying each other in silence, her blue eyes moving back and forth as if they were searching for something. She sighed, breaking the silence, “I’ve never been good with trust,” she said, laughing a little. I smiled at her, “No one is, but if we didn’t trust and take that little risk every now and then, we wouldn’t really get anywhere, would we?” I asked her. Her expression softened as she looked back up at the sky. I laughed as a thought popped into my mind, “Besides, what was it Pan always told you?” She smiled even brighter as she whispered, “Think lovely thoughts.”

[pan-imagines]

Chapter Four: Coming Home

Chapter Four *(y/n)'s POV* "We should probably set up camp or something," I heard Felix say. I was so deep in thought, he sounded miles away. I stopped walking and checked our surroundings. We must have been walking for awhile. We were in some sort of meadow now and it was getting very dark. I sighed, wishing we didn't have to stop for the night. "Are you sure we couldn't just keep going? It can't be much further, right?" I asked as I leaned against a tree, watching Felix set up a fire. He looked up at me with a surprised expression, "We've been walking for hours," he said, incredulously. "And?" I said, as I leaned down to pick up twigs for the fire. He watched me with a look of disbelief and laughed, "Well you may not be tired but I am," he said as I handed him the twigs, "It won't hurt to rest a little while." I sat down and winced as I realized just how sore I really was. I laid back and looked up at the sky. It was so much different from Neverland here. Things seemed more alive, even the trees. It felt like one of them could move any second. Like they were just waiting for Felix and I to let our guard down. It frightened me. The Enchanted Forest was definitely not a place I wanted to be in for long. I felt Felix lay down next to me. I turned to look at him as he sighed and propped his head up with his arms. "I miss him so much," I said softly. He reached down to squeeze my hand,"I know," he said through a yawn. I looked over to see him nodding off to sleep. The sound of his soft snores mixed with the crackling of the fire filled the quiet air, creating a peaceful sort of lullaby. I smiled as I watched the glowing embers float up to the sky. They mixed with the stars, which were so bright here. All of them twinkled and seemed to move constantly. I studied all of them, taking in their beauty before looking at the second star to the right. I smiled. It, of course, was the brightest of all of them. It always had been. My smile faded when thoughts of Peter slipped into my mind. I closed my eyes, wishing that when I opened them he would be there, to smile at me and tell me it was all just a dream. I remembered how he used to hold me when I was too scared to shut my eyes. I laughed to myself because now, I didn't want to open them. I didn't want to because I knew he wouldn't be there. He wouldn't be there to tell me this was just a dream, to rock me back to sleep. So I kept them shut for as long as I could, holding on to his smile as I drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I was awoken by the sensation of being lifted off the ground. I slowly blinked awake and looked around. I was no longer on the ground but in a tree, the branches wrapped tightly around my waist. I began to panic as I realized what was occurring, "Felix!" I said, looking around frantically. He wasn't on the ground below either. "Over here," I heard him say. I turned to look over at him. I was surprised to see he didn't look panicked at all. Instead, he looked very unamused as the branches from a large oak tree held him just above the ground. I gave him a distressed look, "What-" "That's enough," a voice yelled, cutting me off. The trees stopped moving around as a women walked over to us. My brow furrowed as I tried to place where I had seen her before. She was tall, wearing a purple dress with her long, black hair pulled back into a high ponytail. I looked over at Felix who was glaring at her. I immediately knew we were in trouble. "You," she said, pointing a finger at Felix, "what do you think you're doing here?" Felix smirked, "I don't think that's any of your business," he said, infuriating her more. "It most certainly is my business!" She said, stepping closer so she was face to face with him now, "This is my forest and you and your little friend, don't belong in it," she hissed. I didn't like the way she was speaking to him. I knew I should just keep my mouth shut, but I really was in no mood for this. "Who do you think you are?" I said, before I could stop myself. I immediately regretted it as she turned her glare towards me. "What?" She growled, as she stormed over to me. I looked over, terrified, as Felix casually laughed about this. How could he be so calm? The tree branches began to lower me until I was face to face with the woman. "I could have you killed, you know," she hissed at me, then a look of recognition spread across her face. She turned back to Felix, "Oh no," she said, "you two. I know who you are, you're some of Pan's little minions." She said pointing her finger at Felix again. Felix's smile immediately vanished, he looked at me with a worried expression. "What are you up to?" She said. Now I really started to panic. I looked down to see that my bow was just out of reach. How are we going to get out of this? I felt around my pockets, praying I had something that could help. My fingers finally landed on something. I pulled it out as quietly as I could. It was a small knife I had stuffed in my pocket just before we left Neverland. I showed the knife to Felix, mentally telling him to distract her. "Why don't you let me down and I'll explain everything to you," he said. I smiled at how sly he was trying to be. I began to cut away at the tree as quietly as I could. Thankfully, the branches were thin so it wouldn't take long. She glared at him, "I'm not stupid, you little imp," she said, practically spitting at him. "I didn't say you were, your majesty," Felix said. I stopped cutting when I remembered who she was. It wasn't just any woman we were dealing with, it was the one and only Evil Queen. I shook my head and nervously began to cut faster. She looked Felix over for a moment before turning around. I was so startled I almost dropped the knife. I quickly hid it with my hands, hoping she hadn't seen. I looked at Felix, who was looking back wide eyed. I felt my heart beating faster as she paced around the little clearing. She studied both of us with a calmer expression. Thankfully she hadn't seen the knife. I drew up the little bit of courage I had and spoke to her, "Your majesty," I mumbled, my hands shaking with nervousness, "my friend and I, we were just lost. We don't want any trouble," I said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. Surprisingly, her face softened. She looked over at Felix and I's bags. I frantically began to go over what we had packed, hoping nothing would give us away. Thankfully, she nodded her head. "Alright, I'll let you down," she said, waving her hand to the trees. I let out a little scream as I fell to the ground with a thud. I brushed myself off quickly and stood up. "You will come back to my castle now," she said, then her expression changed as she hissed, "and if you try anything, I'll make you regret it." Felix and I exchanged a worried glance. We nodded our heads and walked over to our bags. I knew we couldn't go back to her castle, it was too risky. I also didn't want to waste anymore time with her. I wracked my brain, trying to think of anyway to get out of this as I picked up my bag. I couldn't think of anything. Felix gave me an expecting look, I returned it with a defeated shrug. We reluctantly got into the queens carriage and began the ride back to her castle. Felix and I sat side by side in front of the queen. She glared at us which made it even more uncomfortable. My bag sat on my lap with my hands placed on it, trying to hide anything she might see as a threat. We suddenly hit a bump and my finger brushed against something I had forgotten I brought. I looked over at Felix and smiled, he gave me a confused look. "What?" The queen said, eyeing my suspiciously. I wiped the smile off my face, "Nothing, your majesty. I'm just so," I trailed off as I tried to relocate the thing in my bag, "so excited!" "About what?" She said, finally looking out of the carriage. I took my opportunity and stuffed my hand in the bag to pulled out the bottle. Felix's jaw dropped as I popped the little bottle of Pixie Dust open and poured it on both of us. I grabbed Felix's hand, just as she turned to see what was happening. "About this," I said as I jumped out of the carriage, taking Felix with me. We tumbled out of the carriage and onto the ground. "No," I mumbled looking down, "what happened? Why isn't it working?" I asked, panicked as I looked to Felix for an answer. Her carriage stopped and she got out laughing. "Did you really think that would work?" She asked, infuriating me. I closed my eyes trying not to cry. Suddenly, my whole body started tingling. I opened my eyes to see that familiar sparkling green surround Felix and I as we lifted above the ground. "No," the queen said in disbelief, "Stop them!" She yelled, as we flew higher into the sky. The trees began to move again, reaching out their branches to stop us. I laughed as we flew between them, not one of them catching us. I turned around for a moment to see the queen's look of defeat as we left her behind us.

[pan-imagines]

Coming Home: Chapter Three

Chapter three *(Y/n)’s POV* “And, may I ask how you propose we get to the Enchanted Forest?” I asked, frustrated as we trudged through the thick forest of Neverland. Felix turned around and held up a little drawstring bag. I stopped and tilted my head, confused as to what he was trying to say. He dropped his hand and sighed. He turned and kept on walking, “Magic beans, (y/n),” he threw over his shoulder. I ran to keep up with him. “Where on earth did you get magic beans? I thought there weren’t any left,” I said looking at the little bag. “The pirate, back in Storybrooke, he had some left over from his little adventure in Neverland,” Felix said giving me a smirk, “I borrowed them.” I laughed. Felix had always been quite the sneaky one. “So where are they now? Are they all still in the little town?” I asked. I never quite understood why they all wanted to stay there. A land without magic seemed so pointless. “No. When Pan enacted his curse, they countered it with another. That curse brought them all back to the Enchanted Forest, so that’s where they are now,” Felix said. That worried me a little. There were so many people who thought Pan was dead. If word that Felix and I were trying to bring him back got around, there would be trouble. I thought it best not to mention my worries to Felix though. There were already so many obstacles in our way, I didn’t want to add anymore. I was so lost in my own thoughts, I didn’t realize Felix had stopped. I stumbled into him and mentally cursed myself for being so clumsy. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I collected myself again. Felix laughed and looked ahead. I followed his gaze to see we had reached a clearing. Felix shook the little bag and out fell one of the magic beans. “Well,” he said as he looked at me, “are you ready?” I looked at him for a moment. He had an unhappy look about him as if this wasn’t at all what he wanted. I dismissed this thought. Of course he wanted to go, he loved Pan just as much as I did, but in that brotherly sort of way. Besides, he was the one who came to me about saving him. I gave him a small smile and took his hand. *Felix’s POV* She grabbed my hand as I readied myself to throw the bean. I couldn’t bring myself to throw it though. Conflicting thoughts were swirling in my head. Since I had come back to the island, she was different. Maybe after all this time she’d forgotten about Pan, maybe she didn’t need him anymore. Maybe this was my chance to tell her. I looked over to see she was staring, waiting for me to throw the bean. If we bring him back I’ll never be able to tell her. “(Y/n)?” I said, looking over at her. “What is it, Felix?” She said, a look of confusion in her eyes. I studied her for a moment and came to my conclusion. I was being ridiculous. How could I be so selfish? Pan was the one and only person she had ever loved who had loved her back. I couldn’t take that away from her, no matter how much I wanted her for myself. If I truly cared I would then the bean and bring him back for her. “Felix?” She asked again, squeezing my hand. I snapped out of my trance and forced a smile. She smiled warmly back at me as I squeezed her hand, “Let’s go,” I said as I threw the bean, opening the portal. *(y/n)’s POV* It felt so good to be flying again. It was like I was finally coming back to life. I reached out my hand into the many colors that flew past us as we flew through the portal. This was heaven. For just a moment I forgot about all the worries of this journey, growing up and all the fears of my past. I closed my eyes and smiled. Suddenly, I hit something hard. The wind had stopped and it was quite. I opened my eyes to see we had reached the Enchanted Forest. I frowned a little, wishing we could go back into that portal. Then I remembered Peter. We were so close to getting him back. The thought made me smile as I got up and brushed myself off. I looked around at all the trees. There were so many, it seemed like this forest went on forever. I looked over at Felix, who was looking at a map. He looked so funny when he focused on something. His brow would furrow and his mouth would be pressed in a straight line. I laughed. Peter used to do the same thing. *Flashback (y/n)’s POV* I was walking through the forest in Neverland. I had been here quite awhile now so I knew the forest like the back of my hand. I came to a clearing with one giant tree in the middle. I sighed and walked over to it. I circled around it as I thought about life here. Surprisingly, it wasn’t that bad. When Peter had first brought me here, the idea of being the only girl on this huge island sounded awful. But actually, it was quite nice. Back in my kingdom, the other girls all hated me. It was probably because non of the men wanted them, they all wanted me. It wasn’t my fault, trust me, I didn’t want their attention. When I was young, I couldn’t control my powers at all. I couldn’t pick and choose who I wanted to follow or love me. So there were random people who did and others who didn’t. If I had known then, I would have made them all worship me. I was always so scared of what other people thought. I couldn’t stand the thought of someone disliking me. When I discovered my powers I thought I didn’t have to worry about that anymore, but I was wrong. It was even worse. I couldn’t tell if anyone genuinely cared for me. Everything was fake. I shook my head, I didn’t want to think about that. I smiled because I didn’t have to. Being in Neverland meant never worrying. Maybe I could get used to it. “What do you think you’re doing?” A voice said, interrupting my thoughts. I turned around to see Pan leaning against a tree a few feet away. I rolled my eyes, “Staying as far away from you as possible,” I said, walking off again. Before I could go any further, he appeared right in front of me. “I don’t think so love,” he said, his face a little to close to mine. I smiled, “What? Can’t stand the thought of me being out of your sight?” I said, teasing him. He frowned and backed away from me, “That’s ridiculous,” he said, as he began to pace are the clearing. I laughed to myself and followed after him. “Is it really?” I said skipping over to him, “Because I don’t think it is. I think you care, Peter Pan, a little more than you think.” I whispered in a sly voice. He turned back to face me, “What do you mean?” He said sharply. I walked backwards, taunting him further, “You can’t resist me, Pan, no one can. That’s why you followed me into this clearing, you want me.” I said, emphasizing those last words. His expression changed from annoyed to furious. “That is utterly ridiculous, (y/n), I was just-” I began to laugh at him as he struggled to come up with an excuse. “Stop it,” he said, so obviously struggling to remain calm. I stopped laughing to look at him, “Make me,” I whispered. Suddenly he back me up against the tree. I couldn’t hide my shocked expression as I studied his face frantically. He looked from my eyes to my lips. I began to shake with anticipation. What is wrong with me? He laughed to himself as he backed away, “You’re wrong. Your powers don’t work on me, I’m not a grown up,” he said, giving me a smirk. I moved closer to him, “But don’t you see Pan? I don’t need my powers for you. You’ve already fallen for me and I didn’t have to do anything.” I said, confidently without realizing what I had just said. He watched my expression change with curiosity. My brow furrowed as the realization dawned on me. I hadn’t used my powers on him yet, he really had fallen for me. I looked back up at him to see his expression had softened. I could practically feel my new-found confidence deflate as I stood there staring at him. Suddenly the bushes next to us began to move. One of the lost boys stepped out, “Sorry to interrupt, but Felix has something to tell you,” he said, looking between you both with a confused face. Pan nodded his head, “I’ll be there soon,” he said keeping his gaze on you. “It’s urgent.” The boy said, quickly. Pan turned away from me with a sigh, “I said alright,” he snapped at the boy, “now leave.” I watched the boy cower back into the forest before turning back to Pan. Suddenly he was face to face with me, “You will not tell anyone about this,” he whispered into your ear, “understood?” My eyes frantically studied his face. His walls were falling, and I could see how hard he was trying to keep them up. I nodded quickly, not wanting to push him. “Understood,” I said softly. He lingered for a moment, he was so close I could feel his breath against my skin. I closed my eyes for just a moment and then he was gone. I stood there, my mind frantically trying to process what just occurred. Could someone really care about me? And not just anyone, did Peter Pan really care about me? I shook my head, not wanting to get my hopes up, but I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face as I walked back to the camp. *end of flashback*

[pan-imagines]

Coming Home Chapter Two

Chapter Two *Your POV* Things were finally looking up. Felix had been here a few days now and since then the island seemed to have come back to life. Since he had told me Pan was alive, you could practically feel the magic returning. Everything seemed so colorful now and even the animals were back. Neverland had something it hadn’t had in a long time. Hope. I sat on a log staring into the fire as I thought about the journey ahead. I pulled my knees up to my chest and sighed loudly. I watched the flames dance around and remembered how the lost boys would dance. I could almost see them all spinning around the fire as Peter played his flute. That flute, it had the most magical sound. I smiled as I closed my eyes. I remember the song so well. *flashback* “Stay,” Pan ordered as he threw me down onto a log once we had gotten back to camp. He handed me a blanket before turning to walk away. “I’ll try,” I said mockingly, as I wrapped myself in it. He turned back and squinted his eyes at me, then walked off. I sighed and rubbed my legs for a moment, “Ouch,” I mumbled as I saw all the bruises I had. I looked up to see it was getting dark out. The lost boys were jumping around as usual while Felix lit a fire. Pan stood across from me, watching me with a curious look. I met his gaze for a moment. I don’t know what it is about him that makes me so frustrated but not in a bad way. I couldn’t really explain it. He was intriguing but I couldn’t stand the fact that I even thought that. I rolled my eyes and went back to watching Felix mess with the fire pit. “Having some trouble there, lost boy?” I said taunting him. Just as I said that, the fire caught. He turned around to shoot me a look. I laughed to myself as he walked over to his tent. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Pan pull out a flute. I looked over and he flashed me a smile. I shook my head at him and looked away. Just then, the most beautiful sound I had ever heard began to play. The lost boys began to dance and cheer. I looked back to see it was Pan’s flute. I stared at him, the fire making shadows dance across his face, as he played. This boy was something else. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, it was as if the flute had put me in a trance. I knew I was staring but I didn’t care. In fact, I could have stayed in that trance forever. The music made me feel like I belonged, like I was a part of something even though I was lost. I closed my eyes and let the music flow through me. I sighed as the wind brushed my face. It was as if I was flying. “You are lost aren’t you?” A voice interrupted my trance. I jumped and turned to see Felix sitting next to me, watching me with curiosity. “Excuse me?” I said, frustrated to be back in the real world. “That flute,” he motioned towards Pan, “only lost boys, and girls, can here it.” “So?” I asked, afraid of where he was going with this. “That means you are lost, unloved, forgotten or whatever you want to call it, (y/n). That’s why you can hear Pan’s flute.” I looked over at Pan as those words sank in. He met my gaze. My brow furrowed as I realized I saw myself in his eyes. I saw the loneliness and the longing for something no one could give. Not even one, out of all those people in my kingdom truly cared for me. I had never belonged to anyone there, or anywhere for that matter. I was just like him. I was lost, I always had been. Maybe Neverland really was where I belonged. The wind suddenly picked up, snapping me back to reality. I wrapped the blanket tighter around myself, “Yes,” I said softly, keeping my eyes on Pan, “I suppose I am lost.” *end of flashback* *Felix’s POV* I watched her from the tent as she stared off into space. I couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking about. She had always interested me, in such a way I couldn’t explain. Her background story was probably on of the most tragic I’ve heard. She was abandoned, like most of us on Neverland, but not only was she abandoned, not one person had ever truly loved her. Apparently, she had a power that made people feel as if they cared for her, but it could never be genuine. That’s how her kingdom was created, she would force people into serving her and loving her. It was never enough for her though. I could never get her to go into greater detail about it. Before Pan captured her, he would go to her castle window while she sat at her mirror. He would tell me how she would stare into the mirror for the longest time with an empty look on her face. She would mindlessly brush her hair and talk to herself. Sometimes she would tell herself that one day someone would care, that one day she wouldn’t have to force them to love her. “She belongs here,” Pan had told me one night after he had visited her. At first, the idea of a girl in Neverland sounded absolutely insane to me. “Why is she so important to you? How is she any different from any other lost girl?” I had asked him. He turned back at me with a look in his eyes I hadn’t seen before. “Don’t question me, Felix,” he growled. He took a deep breath before continuing, “She is just different and I won’t waste my time explaining it to you. I have already made up my mind. She is coming to Neverland.” He said. I agreed with him mostly out of fear but, I didn’t understand what he was doing. There were millions of lost girls in the real world and he didn’t give a damn about them. What was it about her? I couldn’t figure out his motives until he brought her back to the island, then I understood completely. She was incredible. Of course, it had been awhile since I had seen a girl but she was not at all what I expected. She was, undoubtably, the most beautiful girl that had ever come to Neverland. She had long blonde hair that fell in the most pristine curls and eyes that looked like sparkling sapphire. I couldn’t help but stare dumbfounded as she struggled in Pan’s grip. Pan noticed my staring and glared at me, “Felix, how bout you stop gawking and make yourself useful.” He yelled. We put her in a tent of her own and went back to the fire pit. “She’s magnificent isn’t she Felix?” He whispered to me as he watched her tent. My stomach started twisting into a feeling I had never felt before. I stared mindlessly at the fire as I listened to him talk about her. He thought all of the same things I did. I thought he would never stop, but then she came out of the tent. She had a furious look on her face but that didn’t take away any of her beauty. She was dressed in a long white gown that flew behind her as she strode over to us. I took my eyes off of her and glanced at Pan. It was then I realized I could never express my feelings about her. He had such adoration in his eyes as he watched her glide over to him. That was why he brought her to Neverland. He wanted her, and now she was his. That was so long ago now and, thankfully, my feelings of sadness had faded. I walked over to her and sat with her. She glanced over at me and gave me a small smile, “Hey,” she mumbled, turning back to the fire. “Hey,” I mumbled back lamely. We sat there in silence for a moment until she decided to break it. “So who is this mystery person who has decided to help us?” She asked, casually, as she turned to look at me. I shifted to look at her, “Back in Storybrooke, there was a woman. She told me there was a powerful sorceress, back in the enchanted forest, who is eternally grateful to Pan. She knows where he is and how to bring him back, we just have to find her.” The glimmer of hope in her eyes made me smile. “And what was the woman’s name in Storybrooke?” She asked as she knelt down to keep the fire going. “I think it was Zelena,” I said. (Y/n) snapped her head back up, “Zelena?” She asked give me an incredulous look. “Yes, what’s wrong?” She stood up and placed her hands on her hips. She shook her head, “I’ve heard about her. She’s bad news. Are you sure we can trust her, Felix?” I thought about this for a moment before looking up at her, “What other choice do we have?” She met my gaze with a look of understanding. She nodded her head quickly, “Alright,” she walked over to grab her bag, “let’s get going then shall we?”