A/N: without further adieu:
It was a frigid winter night when I died. The air was crisp, and the ground frozen. With every push, with every bone shivering scream I let loose, I become closer to death.
"Aiden, squeeze my hand, love. You aren't alone." My husband whispered, slipping his hand into mine. When the next contraction comes, I squeeze with all my might. Within the hour my son is born, his sister following along shortly after. The fairy present, a dour thing named Blue, washed my babies before handing them to me.
"Rumplestiltskin, after my grandfather." I name my son, kissing his forehead. My breath comes in short gasps as Blue takes my son, handing me my daughter. "Liliana, after Malcolm's mother." I take a deep breathe and kiss her forehead as well before handing her to the Fairy midwife. I turn to my husband and smile, my breath trembling.
"Malcolm, my love, I'm not long for this world." Tears roll down his face as he grips my hand. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, and I love you more now than I ever have." I reach up to his wet face with my other hand, brushing away a couple of tears.
"Aya, my bird, don't leave me. Please." Malcolm's tears fall from his eyes and onto my cheeks. "Don't leave me." I smile bitterly as the life seeps from my body.
"I'm not leaving forever, my darling. Only from this life until I reach the next." I take his hand and press it to my cheek, smiling. "We'll meet again. Somewhere in Neverland." I close my eyes and I breathe out for the final time in this life.
The dream fades and another takes it's place.
The music is pretty, and I feel like dancing, and that's all I know. My brother sees me walking towards the woods and he scoops me up and brings me with him to where the Piper is.
"See him, Aya?" Tristan, my brother, points out the cloaked figure playing on the wooden pipes. "That's the Piper. He doesn't like girls normally, but you're special cuz you're my sister." I nod, not really paying attention to the older boy's words, just wanting to dance. "Go on, have fun. Tell me when you want to go home." I wiggle out of his arms and start dancing along to the music. The boys around me laugh and take turns dancing with me, swooping me up in their arms and spinning me. Suddenly the music stops and I find myself passed to him. The Piper. I wrap my chubby arms around his neck and hug him, pushing his hood down accidentally. His gray eyes meet my green ones surprised. I smile at him and pat his cheek.
"What's your name, little one?" He asks, his voice surprisingly tender.
"Aiden." I tell him, reaching at his messy hair.
"And how old are you, Miss Aiden?" He catches my hand and puts it against his cheek.
"Three and 1/2." I furrow my eyebrows, "At least I think." He raises an eyebrow and chuckles before addressing the group of boys who were staring at us.
"This is Aiden, the Princess of Neverland!" The boys let out a collective whoop and start dancing again as The Piper takes off his cloak and put it on my shoulders. Tristan stands to the side, grinning like a madman.
"Go on and play with the boys, Princess." The Piper urges me, setting me onto my feet. I reach up to him and kiss his cheek before running off to the dancing boys.
The dream fades there and I become painfully aware of my uncomfortable position. I sit up and rub the sleep from my eyes, yawning. I look at the clock, and groan internally. 3:30 am. Of course I wake up at 3 freaking 30. God knows I can't wake up at 9 am. I thought bitterly, rolling over and pulling my comforter over my head. But try as I might, there is no way I can sleep. A chilly winter breeze blows through my room, startling me. I could've sworn I shut the thing before bed last night. Just then there is a creak in my room, and I bolt upright, tossing my blankets aside.
"Who's there?" I whisper, reaching around for my baseball bat. "Be warned, I've got a bat." The intruder makes a gesture and my bat flies out of my hand. "The fuck?"
"That's no language for a lady, Princess." A silky male voice says in a British accent.
"Don't call me that." I look at the boy who's standing at the edge of my bed, grinning.
"I'll do as I like. Including you." He winks, waving his hand and I float over to him.
"I have to be dreaming. Yup I'm dreaming." I groan, closing my eyes. Arms appear behind my back and under my knees, and I find my face pressed against the boy's chest.
"It's been a long time, Aya bird. Much too long." He kisses my forehead and steps out the window as I clutch to him for dear life. But we never meet the ground.
"Time to go home."
A/N: Sorry it's short; I'm working on length of chapters as well as quality. Review below for more! I want to get AT LEAST 2 new ones before I release the next chapter
