Chapter 1 Anywhere But There
"So we're just supposed to chill here and hope Emma and my mom can save the town in time?" The small blonde girl asked as she sat in the middle of the street watching the vines crawl their way around the shop facades. She was following her mother's orders and keeping Henry as well as herself away from the mines. That's where Regina was, along with Emma, Mary Margaret, and David. They were desperately trying to prevent the town from being swallowed by the jungle, and by the looks of it they weren't succeeding.
"We'll be fine Jane. They can do this." Ruby answered firmly, though she had to admit she was losing hope.
"Yeah, if there's one thing Regina excels at, it's magic." Will added from Jane's right. There was a hint of anger in his voice, reminding Jane that he still resented her mom for the curse. It was true, Will was still untrusting of the Evil Queen, and not only because he was forced to spend 28 years away from his crew. It had also created a false life where all Jane's memories of him had vanished as if she had never met him while his remained. Every day had been torture. Even now, once her memories were back, things still weren't exactly the same between them.
"Get over it mini hook. Moping doesn't befit a pirate," Ruby commented, breaking the awkward silence that had fallen between the group. She hated when Will got all moody. Though it was a little less awkward than when he was so obviously pining over her best friend. The only reason Ruby agreed to tag along with the two half the time was to prevent things from getting too awkward. Yep, she was the voluntary cock block.
"I can't just sit here anymore," Jane announced, interrupting Ruby and Will's bickering and turning around to face her brother. True, they were told to stay there, but when did Henry and her ever listen to their mother. Besides, if these really were their last moments of living she wanted to spend it with her family. "Henry?!" Jane called out in confusion when she realized he was no longer sitting behind her.
"Looks like he's a step ahead of you," Ruby murmured as she took in the empty pavement around them.
"Damn it!" Jane muttered as she took off down the street. How could Henry leave without her? Did he think she would try to stop him? She wouldn't, she wanted to be where the action was as much as the kid.
It was as she was cutting down a side street that Jane noticed the vines on the buildings start to retract. Pausing in her mad dash to the mines Jane marveled at the proof that her mother had actually saved the town. She was about to continue on her original path so she could celebrate the success, until movement to her right caught her attention.
"Henry!" Jane cried out when she realized it was him. And he wasn't alone. Tamara and Greg were dragging him along with a grip that looked as though it would hurt. It froze Jane's blood when she realized they were headed for the docks. They were trying to kidnap her little brother. Not cool. Without a second thought she took off sprinting towards them, her thick braid thumping against her back with every stride. They had already started running faster after they heard her yelling Henry's name, but Jane was younger and had 28 years of high school track practices under her belt. She caught up to them right before they hit the docks, wrapping her arms tightly around Henry, trying to pull him loose. Regardless of being on the track team, she wasn't as strong as the two adults. Still, she didn't let go, even when she heard her mother and Emma screaming for the both of them. Not even when Henry and she were forced into a portal.
The landing was hard, even harder seeing as Henry had landed on top of Jane, knocking the breath out of her and paralyzing her for a few seconds. It was enough time for Greg and Tamara to fall through after them. Pushing Henry off of her, Jane attempted to get her brother as far away from the two psychos who had tortured their mom and tried to kill their whole town without much success. Greg quickly grabbed a hold of Henry's jacket, recovering from his fall faster than Jane had.
"You've got nowhere to go." Greg murmured before letting go of Henry. Jane's immediate reaction was to grab her brother, pulling him closer so he was out of Greg's reach. Whatever the psychos wanted her brother for it wouldn't be good, and Jane would do whatever it took to keep Henry safe.
As Tamara was gloating about completing their mission Jane tuned her out, glancing around at their surroundings. They were on a small beach by a lake that was surrounded by jungle on every side. Where were they? It didn't feel like the Enchanted Forest to her. No, the Enchanted forest wasn't this wild or untamed. She could practically feel the magic humming underneath her feet. Though she had no magic, Jane was more than accustomed to it. The Enchanted Forest had magic, but not like this place did.
"Neverland?! You're here to destroy Neverland?" Jane tuned back into the conversation when she heard Henry answering the question she had been pondering. It wasn't exactly the answer she would have hoped for. Neverland was nothing but bad news. It housed evil greater than even the Enchanted Forest. It was no wonder the place was thrumming with magic.
"We need to find cover." Jane interrupted the conversation that she had once again lost track of. She was met with resistance as the 'adults' didn't want to do anything without contacting the 'home office.' Unfortunately for them, their radio was dead, full of sand. It only made Jane's stomach twist more. He knew they were there. They needed to move before he found them. Luckily the adults were finally agreeing with her as they shoved Henry and her forward into the Jungle. When they stopped in the middle of a clearing after walking no more than ten minutes Jane wanted to scream. This was not hiding. It only got worse when Greg lit a fire. Was he trying to signal their location to every occupant on the island?
"Are you making s'mores?" Henry asked sarcastically once Greg finally got a fire lit.
"I'm building a signal." Greg responded tightly, obviously not in the mood for sarcasm. "We need to let the home office know we're here."
"Are you crazy? We are in the middle of a fucking jungle. There. Is. No. Home. Office." Jane bit out in frustration, but Greg wasn't listening, only demanding that she and Tamara gather more wood for the fire. Jane made her own demand of him cutting Henry loose of the plastic cuffs they had him in since they had kidnapped him from Storybook. When he ignored her request, she ignored his, crossing her arms defiantly. He was about to force her to help when rustling came from nearby trees. It had Jane uncrossing her arms and taking a step closer to Henry as they all looked around to find the source of the noise. It didn't take long before boys with hoods and weapons stepped out from the jungle in front of them.
"Who are you?" Greg demanded when the group of boys came to a standstill not 5 feet from where they stood.
"We're the home office," a familiar voice rang out, dripping with sarcasm as the tall boy in the front of the group spread out his arms. Jane's heart stopped for a moment before slamming into overdrive. If it was who she thought it was, then he wouldn't be far behind. "Welcome to Neverland."
"The home office is a bunch of teenagers," Tamara spat out in disbelief. Henry was the one to correct her, calling the group by their real name: the lost boys.
"Look at that," The tall boy murmured with a smirk. He hadn't noticed Jane yet, she was too far in the back, behind Tamara who was several inches taller than her.
"Why do the lost boys want to destroy magic?" Henry asked, confusion clear on his face.
"Who said we want to do that?" The boy answered, his smirk curling up into a slight smile of satisfaction. His smile only grew when Greg interrupted, claiming that destroying magic had been their mission. Jane couldn't help but feel slightly sorry for Greg, he was still under the delusion that he was going to destroy magic. Even after seeing physical evidence of the holes in their assignments and plans.
"Now the boy, hand him over." The tall boy's demand was what brought Jane out of her thoughts and back to the conversation. It was a bad habit she had, zoning out of conversations and missing important details. Though this time, she didn't quite care about the details as much as that last statement.
"Not a chance," Jane answered assertively, stepping in front of Henry and getting her first good look at a face she hadn't seen in years. It hadn't changed at all, frozen in youth. The cut across his right cheek had healed, though there was a prominent scar left behind. Jane would have expected the magic of the island would be able to heal it. What she didn't know was he hadn't wanted it to heal completely. The scar stood as a reminder of what he had been through to get there, to Neverland. As Jane looked into the boy's eyes, she could see the surprise and recognition before his stony expression melted the tiniest of bits. "You're not taking him Felix."
There was a confused muttering among the lost boys when the strange blonde girl they had never seen spoke the name of the second in command. Who was she to know Felix? There had only ever been one girl on the island before, the one kept locked up for safe keeping. Felix himself seemed surprised to see her, though not in the same way. He recognized the girl. He knew her. He had just never thought he'd see her again.
"I'm afraid that's not up to you. Jane." Felix responded once he had composed himself. Tamara, thinking he meant it was her and Greg's decision, demanded to know how they were going to end magic and get off the island first. Felix looked from her to Greg, a sadistic smile on his face, as he said words that sent a chill down Jane's spine. "You're not getting home."
"Then you're not getting the boy," Greg countered, as if he was in control of the situation. It only made Felix chuckle. It was dark, and slightly creepy. Not at all how Jane had remembered it.
"Well of course we are," Felix responded as the wind picked up and the fire went out. This would not end well. Those were Jane's thoughts as she hugged her arms around herself and watched as a dark, semi-solid shape flew down at Greg. Within Seconds it had ripped Greg's shadow from his body, leaving him to fall dead to the ground. Just as his body hit, and the black thing Jane realized was a shadow had disappeared, the fire blazed up again. "Get the boy," Felix ordered, his eyes moving from the man's dead body to Jane's shocked face.
"Run Henry!" Jane shouted, turning to give him a starting push. Thankfully he listened to her, taking off into the jungle as half of the group followed after him. She was half afraid he would turn back and see she wasn't following. He wouldn't keep running if she wasn't running with him. Thankfully he fully believed that Jane was right behind him. Instead, she remained where she was, knowing that if she could stall the rest of the group from chasing after Henry, perhaps he stood a chance of getting away. She almost regretted staying behind when Tamara fell with a cry, an arrow in her back. The archer had already reloaded and was aiming the next arrow at her heart.
"Stop," Felix ordered, batting the boy's bow so that it was no longer a threat to Jane. "The girl will not be harmed." He added before stepping closer to Jane. He moved slowly, as though he was approaching a scared rabbit that would bolt at any moment. Truth be told, Jane thought about it. She was confident she could outrun Felix. The arrow from the boy behind him was what she was worried about. As soon as Felix was close enough, he grabbed her, pulling out some rope and tying her wrists together in front of her. Great, she should have run when she had the chance.
"Nice to see you too," She muttered sarcastically, jerking away from Felix once he was finished. She didn't get very far as Felix was still holding the end of the rope like a leash. With the rope that bound her, Jane couldn't move more than three feet away from whoever was holding the end of it. When Felix began moving in the opposite direction that Henry had ran, dragging Jane along with him, it confused her. If he wanted Henry so bad, why were they not following him?
"Where are we going?" Jane asked as she followed behind Felix as slowly as she could. If she had to be tied to him she was at least going to make it as painful as possible of an experience.
"We're just making a quick pit stop before returning to camp." Felix muttered as he tugged on the rope to speed Jane up. The pit stop wasn't exactly quick as they had been walking for nearly 20 minutes before Felix stopped suddenly, handing the rope off to the arrow wielding boy who had followed them and ordering him to keep her quiet. Jane didn't understand what was going on until she heard a familiar voice in the near distance. One she had never thought she would ever be happy to hear.
"Come out and say hello, dearie." It was Mr. Gold. There was no mistaking his voice nor his habit of calling everyone 'dearie.' But how had he gotten on the island? Only the four of them had made it through the portal, and there were no more beans in Storybrook. How did he even know Henry and she were there? She supposed it had something to do with him being the Dark One as well as Henry's grandfather. That was most likely the reason he was there at all, to save Henry.
"Pan welcomes you to the Island," Jane could just make out Felix's arrogant reply. "Wanted me to tell you he is excited to see you again." Again? Peter had met Rumpelstiltskin? That was news to Jane.
"He wanted me to let you know you're welcome in Neverland, for as long as you wish to stay" Felix continued on ignoring whatever Rumpelstiltskin had muttered under his breath. "With one caveat."
"There's always something with him" Gold muttered, making Jane giggle. The boy holding her rope leash tugged harshly on it to quiet her, only resulting in her grunting at the pain in her wrists.
"If you're here for the boy. Well…that makes you Pan's enemy." Jane felt the flutter of hope that had risen in her chest when she first heard Gold's voice die. If Gold was known for anything, it was for his tendency for self-preservation. Being Pan's enemy directly threatened that self-preservation, which meant Gold would not be going against him and he wouldn't save Henry.
"And if I'm here for both the boy and the girl?" Gold's next words' shocked Jane, rekindling the hope that had just a moment ago simmered down to nothing. Perhaps he really was here to save Henry. And not just Henry, but Jane as well.
"Then that makes you both Pan's and my enemy" Felix bit out coldly, eyes glaring at the man before him. The idea of having Jane taken away from him when he finally got to see her again cut deep. He knew he shouldn't worry, Pan would never allow for her or Henry to leave Neverland. And no one left Neverland without Pan's permission. "If you go against him, you will not survive."
And they were back to the whole self-preservation bit. Jane strained her ears to hear Gold's response and when she heard nothing she almost stomped her foot in frustration. All this teasing as to whether or not he was going to actually try to save them was doing nothing for her heart or her nerves.
"Well the question isn't 'will I survive,' because we both know I won't. No, no. They real question is how many of you I take with me?" Gold snarled at the boy in front of him. He refused to show weakness to a child. What he hadn't realized was the effects his words would have, not on Felix, but on Jane. And those effects were palpable. For they stirred hope, and belief back into Jane's heart.
Inhaling deeply Jane screamed Mr. Gold's name at the top of her lungs. He needed to know she was there. He needed to know she was still alive, that Henry was still alive. The archer standing guard over her quickly covered her mouth with his hands to shut her up, but the damage was already done. Mr. Gold had heard her. It didn't stop Jane from fighting. Biting the boy's fingers—which tasted disgusting—until he was forced to release his grip on her, she started screaming once more.
"Don't worry Dearie," Rumple called back to her as he continued to stare Felix in the eyes. "Rumpelstiltskin's here for you. You and Henry."
"That means I'll see you again. In less friendly circumstances." Felix forced out, fighting hard to hold on to his steely calmness.
…AABA…
"Henry, Jane!" Regina screamed as she sprinted after the only two people she still loved, her children. The idiots who had tortured her and set off the self-destruct spell had opened a damn portal and took Henry and Jane with them. She was too late, they all were. When they reached the edge of the docks, the portal was closed.
"No!" Emma growled, attempting to fling herself into the water in hopes that a trace of the portal still remained. David stopped her, holding her back as the swirling green light disappeared for good. "We have to follow them, there has to be a way!" Emma insisted, fighting against her father's hold.
"Not only do we not know where they went, but Hook stole the last bean." Regina spat out, frustrated and upset that her children were gone and there was currently no way to get them back. "Without it we can't follow them."
"There has to be, they've taken Henry!" Emma exclaimed, eyes wide and frantic as she relived the moment she gave birth to Henry; the first time he was taken from her. She couldn't lose him again.
"And Jane." Regina reminded her coldly. Leave it to the Savior to only care about her flesh and blood. Emma might have lost a son, but Regina lost both her son and her daughter.
"They've taken the children?" The group spun around to find Mr. Gold and Belle just arriving behind them, Will and Ruby following the two.
"Who took Jane? Where?" Will demanded, his hands forming fists when his questions were ignored whilst the Charming's, Regina and the Dark one were conversing about the nil chances of finding Jane and Henry. As it was, Emma was talking as if Henry was the only one that needed rescuing. That made Will all the angrier. For the first time in his life, Will was actually agreeing with Regina as she was clearly focused on returning both her children to Storybrook. That was one person on his side.
"So that's just it? They're gone forever?" Regina murmured as she turned to look at the water where Henry and Jane had disappeared. "I refuse to believe that."
Whilst the adults continued to bicker, something on the horizon caught Will's attention. He let his eyes follow the white masts down to the wooden belly of the familiar ship painted blue, red and yellow. The Jolly Roger. It was his grandfather's ship. He hadn't seen it in years, and the sight had a smile forming on his lips before he reminded himself that it was his bloody grandfather who had stolen the bean which led to the events leading up to Jane and Henry disappearing.
"What the Hell are you doing here?" Emma demanded once the ship had been docked and Hook was disembarking it.
"Helping," Hook responded despairingly, not seeming very enthused about the idea.
"You're a bit late," Will bit out as he lunged threateningly at the man who shared his blood. It was Ruby that held him back, knowing that a fight wouldn't entice Hook to want to help them more. "You don't care about anyone but yourself." Will cried, lashing out verbally while he was unable to do so physically.
"I just needed reminding that I could." Hook answered his grandson, his eyes showing a hint of remorse before he turned to Emma and handed her his satchel. Emma took it, opening it up and pulling out the last magical bean in existence. At least, the last one in this world.
Wrapping her hand around the bean protectively Emma looked back up to Hook. "Great, now let's go."
"Go? I thought we were saving the town," Hook answered in confusion. David intervened, addressing his confusion by filling him in that they had already saved the town. Without Hook's help.
"We need to get Henry," Emma continued insistently. "Greg and Tamara took him through a portal."
"And Jane!" Regina and Will added in unison, both of them looking more than a little annoyed. Hook looked to his grandson when he heard the girl had been taken as well. Though he hadn't been the best father nor grandfather in the world, he did know his grandson well enough to know his feelings for the girl, Jane, were deep. He had missed a lot of his child's life while he searched for revenge in Neverland, and now Will, the son of his son, the blood of Milah, was almost an adult. If there was anything Hook could do to try and make up for it all, it would be to help him find the girl. Not to mention, finding Henry would place him in a better light in Emma's eyes.
"We'll find her lad, and we'll get her and Henry back home safe." Hook murmured as he ambled up beside Will who was standing portside looking out at the water. They were currently waiting for Rumpelstiltskin to return with the device that was meant to help them discover where Henry and Jane were taken.
"I know." Will responded assuredly, not even glancing to his side where Hook stood. "I have to. She's the only one that has been there, a constant in my life. She's saved me a hundred times over. Now it's my turn to save her."
Hook didn't know what to say in response. He knew that it was partly a dig at him for leaving Will's father to grow up while he went with his crew back to Neverland. But, it was also the words of someone hurting. It turned out he got a scape goat from having to think of something to say as Rumpelstiltskin returned with the artifact that would lead them to the children. Everyone gathered around what seemed to be a blank globe as Rumpelstiltskin pricked his finger on the spindle and dropped the blood onto the surface of the globe. In a swirl of red the blood spread, creating a picture, a map of their destination.
"Where is it?" Regina asked as she squinted at the unfamiliar location. "Where did they take Henry and Jane?" Everyone was silent as most of the group had never seen the place on the globe before. Most didn't know where Henry and Jane were. Two did.
"Neverland." Hook answered darkly, thinking it rather ironic that, of all places the children could be, Henry and Jane were in the one place that held Hook's worst memories.
…AABA…
"Welcome to your new home Jane," Felix stated theatrically as he led her into the Lost Boys camp, spreading the arm not holding the rope out.
"This will never be my home," Jane muttered back as she glanced around the clearing. There were tents sporadically placed and clothes hanging on ropes tied to trees. Fallen tree trunks were the only seating available other than several large boulders. In the center there was a huge fire pit; it as well as the torches around the camp were blazing, lighting up the dark forest.
"Never is an awfully long time," Felix responded, leading Jane to sit on the ground by the fire with him. Jane only complied because she hadn't any other choice. "How have you been Jane?"
"I'd be better if you removed the rope." Jane grumbled, raising her arms slightly and wincing to illustrate how uncomfortable being tethered by rope was.
"If I remove the rope, you have to promise not to run." Felix murmured quietly, pulling out a knife from his belt. Moving the knife he let if rest gently against the rope, looking Jane in the eye, and waiting for her word.
"I promise I won't run. This time." It wasn't a comforting promise, but it was enough for Felix. He knew Jane, she would never break her promise; she would not try to run tonight. And tonight's all he cared about, because once Peter knew she was here she wouldn't be able to hide no matter where she ran to. Within minutes Jane was cut free, the remains of the rope falling with a thud to the dirt floor.
"So, how have you really been these past…what's it been, 100 years?" Felix asked curiously as he watched Jane rubbing her sore wrists. They were red with indents in the skin from where Jane had struggled against the binds. When Jane didn't answer him, he nudged her shoulder with his.
"I never promised I would talk to you Felix," Jane muttered, turning away from him defiantly. As much as Felix pretended it didn't, Jane's words hurt. They used to be so close, best friends even, and now they were reduced to nothing. He was the enemy in her eyes, and he had been ever since he left. It didn't matter that staying would have killed him, that he had expected her to follow, to come with him. All that mattered to Jane was that he had, in her eyes, abandoned her.
Felix was about to say something, to try and get her to talk to him, when the sounds of rustling branches and hollering boys broke through the quiet. The others were back, which meant Peter wouldn't be far behind. Neither would the boy. Jane had completely withdrawn from the conversation as she glanced around warily at the sound of the approaching boys. They all broke through the clearing in synchrony, jumping and hollering about. Behind them was the boy, unbound but still forced to follow. Escape wasn't plausible when a dozen rowdy boys were following his every move.
"Henry!" Jane shouted when the loud boys who had been in front of her brother moved out of the way. Abandoning Felix, Jane rose to her feet, sprinting towards Henry as though, if she wasn't fast enough, he would disappear. Some of the rowdy boys had stopped to stare at the girl when she had shouted, but Jane ignored the stares as she flung her arms around her little brother. Henry's response was swallowed up by Jane's blouse as his face was pressed into her shoulder, she was holding him so tight.
"Jane, what Fun! Finally ready to be a lost girl?" There was amusement in Peter's voice that was echoed in his eyes. He hadn't seen Jane in some time and hadn't expected her in Neverland. It was a very pleasant surprise. At Peter's words Jane untangled herself from Henry and pushed him behind her protectively.
"Stay away from my brother," Jane warned Peter, throwing her hands out as if she could ward him off herself. It was quite amusing to Peter.
"Come now, we both know it won't be the first brother I took from you," Peter smirked down at her, his left eyebrow rising. His words had Jane glancing back towards the fire, where Felix sat watching the interaction carefully, before she raised her hand to slap the smirk right off Peter's face. His reflexes were too good for her to actually make contact as he caught her wrist, keeping hold of it as his smirk only widened. "You wound me Jane," he mocked, "we used to have such fun."
"What's he talking about Jane?" Henry asked, stepping around his sister so that he stood beside Jane and Peter.
"You mean she didn't tell you about me?" Peter asked, his eyebrows rising as he looked at Henry. His grip tightened on Jane's wrist as he looked back at her. "Shame Jane. Did your first kiss mean nothing?" His mocking tone only made Jane angrier and she pulled roughly against Peter until he released his hold on her.
"I thought Will was your first kiss," Henry commented, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion. Peter's eyes, which had turned to Henry when he spoke, flew back to Jane upon that enlightenment; the amusement that had shined in them dying.
"Will was the first one to count." Jane answered Henry, refusing to look at Peter. If she had, she might have noticed the echo of hurt in his eyes at her words, however fleetingly he let it show. As it was, Jane was fully focused on Henry. She needed him to understand she hadn't lied to him. Peter was a part of her past that she buried long ago. In order to move forward she had to try and forget the past, which meant no one was to know about it either.
"But you did kiss Pan?" Henry asked accusingly. When Jane eventually nodded in affirmative she could practically feel Peter's gloating smirk. "What is it with you and bad boys?" Henry ground out in frustration. He couldn't understand why his sister always fell for the wrong sort of guys.
"Will isn't bad Henry," Jane defended, cursing herself for confiding and venting to Henry about her rocky relationship with Will. It had led to Henry basically hating Will on sight and no matter what Will tried to do to get on Henry's good side, it never worked. True, Jane hadn't completely forgiven Will for everything he had done, but he wasn't out of chances yet.
"He cheated on you!" Henry practically shouted, trying to get it through Jane's head. Sometimes it seemed as though she had forgotten. Jane winced in response to the reminder. Peter, on the other hand, was watching the two as though he had never found anything more interesting.
"Henry you know that was during the curse, when he didn't remember me and I didn't remember him." As much as Jane defended Will's action, it still hurt as bad as it had when she had woken up from the curse to the realization that Will had…done things with another girl. What was worse was it had caused her to remember the way he had been, back when the first met.
"And you know you still haven't forgiven him. Because it's who he is, a pirate." Henry was right, Jane hadn't forgiven Will, though she was trying to. She still cared for him, she was just scared to let her heart get hurt yet again. But that wasn't the problem she needed to focus on. At the moment she needed to terminate any talk of Will. She didn't want to continue to have this conversation in front of Peter.
"How is it possible for you to play both the annoying little brother and the overprotective big brother at the same time?" Jane mused, forcing herself to sound lighthearted in an effort to end the conversation on a good note.
"It's one of my superpowers," Henry joked with a smile, which Jane returned, throwing her arm around her brother and pushing him towards the fire.
"Why don't you find a secluded seat by the fire for us? Then I'll tell you more stories of the Enchanted Forest." Thankfully Henry didn't fight Jane on her proposal. Though he did see straight through it. He knew she was going to have words with Pan, and he was pretty sure they weren't going to be nice ones. That's the only reason he agreed to leave the two of them. Jane was still hanging onto Will, and despite Henry not liking him, right now Will was the lesser of two evils.
"I think I'd like to hear those stories," Peter announced once Henry had left. "Particularly those about Will." Truth be told, it bothered him that Jane had kissed another, and that her heart might belong to another. Ever since he met her, he had seen her as his.
"I'm not in the mood for your games Peter." Jane sighed, turning towards the boy she had once been close to. "So just give it to me straight. Why do you want Henry?"
"He's special. And bringing him here got you to come as well, which is a bonus." Peter answered cryptically, his smile more devilish than amused. "Wonder how that make's Felix feel. You wouldn't follow your own blood to Neverland, yet you came with Henry."
"Felix had a choice, Henry didn't." Jane snapped in defense, her eyes once more drifting towards the fire where Felix sat. "Felix abandoned me. I wasn't about to do the same to Henry."
"What if I told you I came back for you?" Peter asked, his voice betraying a hint of sorrow that had Jane glancing up at him. There was a part of her that really wanted to believe him. But she forced down that part. Peter wasn't her friend or her confidant anymore. He might not have grown up, but he had changed. He had grown darker.
"I would call your lie. Because that would mean you would have failed. And 'Peter Pan never fails.'" Jane quoted sarcastically before turning from Peter and walking back towards the fire.
A/N Hey everyone! So OUAT is an awesome show, and I know I'm a couple seasons late on this story, but after watching it on Netflix I found my favorite Villian is Peter Pan and so here is a story with Peter Pan and an OC. This story will not have Peter Pan's same background. He will not be Malcolm. Just an FYI. Let me know what you think!
