This is my first Fan Fiction so please be kind :)

But I will take suggestions for improvement

Enjoy!

(I also know it's kind of short but I just want to jump into the actual story in the upcoming chapters)

The street was lined with cars, all older, all in neutral shades except Emma's bright beetle could be seen a few streets over. It was a colder autumn day, early November. The town was littered with dead leaves and orange pumpkins. It was fall at its finest.

I walked across the street towards Granny's. People chatted away on the way to their jobs or back home to get ready for their day. Some said a polite hello to me as I passed and I smiled brightly, happy to feel the cold against my skin.

I opened the door and a bell chimed signaling my entrance.

"Hey, Wendy." Red said from behind the counter. She had quickly became my closest friend. We had met back in the Enchanted Forest when I was sent there by...

Anyway, we became friends when she had found me roaming the grounds outside a castle and she helped explain where I was and such.

"How are you?" I pulled off my jacket and laid it gently over the back of the bar stool and took a seat. I was very fond of the diner. The black and white checkered floor, the red drapes over the windows. It was my second home next to the library, where my imagination continued to go wild.

"Cold." She placed a white mug on the granite in front of me. This was our routine. I came to the diner before work every day and we chatted over coffee.

She poured coffee into the mug, the steam escaping in a continuous line into the air. "You're a wolf! You can handle it." I argued

She motioned toward the steam as a point of how cold the air was but I took it as how hot the coffee was. "Maybe, but I prefer not to." She smiled then picked up two mugs in her free hand. "Give me a minute to get their order and we can talk." She quickly bounced away towards an older couple in a booth near the window.

I smiled and stirred in some milk and sugar into the dark liquid. Red was always so cheerful. Well, not always. Not when it was that time of the month.

A full moon.

"Wendy, darling." Granny took Red's abandoned spot along the counter. "How are you, my dear?" She placed her hand on my arm and squeezed. Like Red, Granny had become family. Even after the curse, when we were all Jane and John Doe's, we had formed a friendship.

I nodded. "Very well, how are you?"

She shrugged releasing my arm and picking a mug for herself. "The cold is getting me nervous." She poured hot chocolate into the cup, she was never a coffee drinker, and lifted it to her lips. "I know it snowed in our land but never got this cold."

"It's because you found the invention of heating."

Heat and air condition was one of the most prominent benefits coming to this land. I don't think I could ever go back unless we shoved them through the portal with us.

She grew somber instantly. "That, and something bad is going to happen. I can sense it."

I gave her a look before taking my own sip of coffee. She said this rarely but it was always right.

"What is it this time?"

She sighed and frowned.

That was odd, normally she just said it was an unexpected visitor strolling through town or something else harmless. Bad but not horrible.

"What?"

"I heard news."

"About?" I urged.

"You."

My face scrunched together. Me? I kept to myself, I wasn't a large part of the community in the Enchanted Forest. Why would I be on someone's list?

She looked at me straight in my eyes and it made my heart stop. "It's him."

We only used 'him' for one person.

Him.

"Him who?" I asked even though I knew the answer. My heart sank.

Red walked up and saw her grandmother's serious expression and found my worried one. "You told her?" Red's eyes widened. "How could you do that?"

"She needs to know." Granny huffed and brushed Red off. With a hardened look she turned back to me. "He's been asking about you."

"Now? She's so happy." I looked at Red. Happy? I was happy twenty seconds ago. Now I was angry, mad. He had no right to ask about me. No right to even let my name grace his lips.

"How do you know?" I swallowed. He didn't have contact with this world.

But, we had it with his.

The royal family's recent trip to Neverland.

"When Emma and Henry and the rest of them returned, Hook mentioned you." I felt both Granny's and Red's eyes watching me as Granny explained. "He said when things were slightly more resolved amongst them, he asked if he knew where you were now. Since the curse was broken."

I weaved my fingers between one another. I looked at my finger nails, trying to distract myself. Everything was crashing down. Every wall I built. Every safe I had locked.

"What did Hook say?" Curiosity started to seep into my thoughts. I shook my head and looked up to them.

Red lifted her shoulders. "He didn't say."

I pushed away my mug and stepped off the stool. Before I knew what I was doing, I was putting on my coat.

"Where are you going?" Red asked. Her big sister complex was kicking in.

I pulled out a few dollars from my pocket. "I have to go clear my head."

"I'm sorry, dear, you had to know." Granny gave me a look of regret.

I nodded. "It's okay." I placed the money on the counter before giving them a saddened smile. "Thank you for it all."

"I'll talk to you later!" Red called to me as I walked out of the small diner into the cold.

I didn't know exactly where I was going, just that I was follow my instincts.

After all these years, all this pain. I may not be in the same realm, but he had no idea what was coming.

My instinct led me to Emma's house. I knew she wasn't home but I wasn't here for her.

I knocked on the door and like clockwork, the person I sought stood in front of me.

"Wendy Darling." A confused smile twitched at his lips. "It's been a long time."

"We need to talk." My expression didn't lighten. I was too mad to try and be convincing.

"Come in." He held the door open more as I walked into the foyer. He led me into the dining room and motioned to a chair. "Do you want a drink?"

"What did he want?" I ignored his question. "Why did he ask about me?"

"Love, I can't read minds." He took a seat across from me. "Especially not his." I had never seen Hook look so good, happy. He traded his normal pirate attire for jeans and a sweater. His hook peaked out underneath his jacket sleeve. Emma must really be a savior.

"Killian, you know him almost as well as me, I need to know."

"Are you sure?" His concern showed on his face. He knew the path this would lead me down. He knew what happened the first time.

I nodded.

I had to know.