I hope you'll like it :)

Please, let me know what you think :)

Pairings: Milah/Rumpel, Milah/Killian. Also Milah/Bae.

(1)"You need not be sorry for her.

She was one of the kind that likes to grow up.

In the end she grew up of her own free will

a day quicker than the other girls."

It never really mattered what she felt.

It never mattered what she thought.

It never mattered what she dreamt about.

It never mattered who she really was.

No one cared.

Except Him.

She was just a woman. And it meant nothing by then. It didn't even matter that she was truly beautiful. Or that she wasn't stupid. Oh no, the opposite. She wasn't well read; never had the opportunity to become like that. But she definitely wasn't stupid. No. Once she was a dreamer. A great believer. But that woman... No, that girl, died long, long time ago. Now she was Milah. Just Milah. A woman with responsibilities. A daughter on duty. A sister of her siblings. A wife...Wife she never wanted to be. Not to that man. And not to this man.

Rumpel. Rumpelstiltskin. He was kind, patient and quite caring, but she didn't love him. She couldn't. Her heart always belonged to another. To someone she hasn't seen in years. Someone she could never forget. But it didn't matter.

It shouldn't.

As a woman, she never had a chance to make her own decisions. Not since she decided to be responsible. Her family needed money. And she was the oldest child. Rumpel seemed to be good. He was good. Maybe too good. At least that was what she wanted to believe in. He couldn't fight, no matter how important the battle was. He was a coward. A man who costed her so much pain and humiliation. But yet, she couldn't hate him. He was a father of her child after all. Her little, darling boy. Her only joy.

But still, there was no hope in Milah's life.

She wasn't Wendy anymore.

(2)"All of this has happened before,

and it will all happen again."

It's my first fan fic :) I hope you liked it, at least a bit :)

Yep, that's right; Milah was Wendy, and Killian was Peter Pan. In my opinion, that's exactly how it was – Milah was his Wendy. And he was her Pan. Without him, she wasn't herself, and she couldn't be happy, no matter how hard she'd try. And without her, he wasn't able to feel love, joy and hope anymore. He couldn't fly. He became Hook.

Credits:

(1) "Peter Pan" by J.M Barrie

(2) "Peter Pan" by J.M Barrie.