Chapter One

"Jacqueline!" Jefferson hissed pulling her down the hallway. "What is up with you tonight?" He asked as they ducked into a room out of the view of King George's Guards. "I know you have always been a little careless but it is almost like you don't care if we get caught tonight. You do remember my bag of usual tricks won't work here, in this Kingdom."

"Don't be ridiculous Jefferson, everything is going according to my plan and I don't plan on leaving here without getting exactly what I desire."

"I know all about what you desire Jacqueline." Jefferson whispered in her ear as he pushed her up against the wall. His eyes couldn't help but dart down to her chest. Damn she is the only person I know that wears lower cut blouses than Regina, though Regina is giving her a run for her money lately. "I just wish you wouldn't drag me into desires outside of the bedroom. Especially ones in a non-magical Kingdom like this dreadful place." He whispered before he kissed her.

She pulled back first looking uncomfortable. "Seriously," Jefferson continued not noticing her uncomfortableness as he slowly opened the door checking the hallway. "I would rather follow you into Agrabah again and face Jafar than be wondering these dark hallways with you right now."

Jacqueline moved over to check the hallway before she answered him. "Why did you ever agree to come with me today?" She asked taking him by the hand and dragging him back out into the now empty hall.

"Well to be perfectly honesty it was just to make sure you made it back for our meeting tonight." He pulled his hand out of hers and slid up beside her placing his arm around her waist as they calmly strolled down the hallway like they should be there. "This is not a place to be stuck."

"This place isn't any worse of a place to be caught than any other Kingdom." She stopped at the door pointing to the lock.

"Please no magic. No way to summon any help from my magical connections if I" She gave him a look at his choice of pronoun. "I mean if we need help." Jefferson flashed her a toothy grin before turning his attention back to the lock. "This place is terrifying." Jefferson muttered as he picked the lock on the door.

Jefferson felt the lock turn over. He stood up and opening the door he smiled, "After you my lovely Lady thief." Jefferson smirked as he followed her into the room his hands going to his coat's collar as he looked around at all the books lining the shelves. "Whatever would you want in the library Jacqueline, I didn't think you read?"

"Hello, thieves." A voice from behind them startled Jefferson. He turned seeing the young Prince James closing the door and blocking their only way out. Jefferson took a step back towards Jacquelyn as James drew his sword.

"Find whatever it is you wanted. I got this so called Prince." Jefferson ordered grabbing the poker from the fireplace beside him as he moved to defend them.

"You two break in here without any weapons, that makes you extremely stupid or extremely confidence in your skills." James stated eyeing the poker.

"Call it confidence if you want, but I have never been caught so I like to call it skill." Jefferson moved closer raising the poker like a sword.

The young prince attacked high and Jefferson easily moved to blocked it. James quickly swing down around to Jefferson's left, which he blocked using both hands to bring both their weapons up over their heads a moment before Jefferson was able to throw him back a step.

James stopped a moment fixing his fancy leather vest as he looked Jefferson over. "You have some basic skills but you can't possibly think you can win a sword fight against a trained Prince."

"The poker is a little heavier than I would like a weapon to be but I trained with pirates so I am sure I know at least a thing or two more than you do James."

"You seem to know my name, yet you are missing the Prince in front of it."

"Well, see I really don't use titles unless I think it is going to get me somewhere. And the little voice in my head tells me that you are not going to be very helpful to me and my lady friend." He swung the poker hard at his head, and just like he hoped James blocked it.

Jefferson threw his weight on to the poker pushing James back against the side of the closest book case. He brought his elbow up sharply catching James right in the nose. Jefferson couldn't help but smile as he heard James's head crack back against the wood of the bookcase.

James dropped his sword as he brought his hands up to his face. His sword clanged to the floor as the Jefferson pulled back with the poker and rammed it hard making sure to only catch James's fancy leather vest as he drove the poker into the wooden bookcase pinning the Prince in place.

Jefferson picked up James's discard sword testing it's weight in his hand as he mocked him. "I think I will be keeping your sword as a little reminder of this little lesson I just taught you. And now we will be going now…" He turned his head just in time to see Jacqueline swing the heavy golden candlestick at him. Jefferson's head exploded in pain as he fell to the floor.

The sword went flying across the stone floor as he fell down on to all fours. He tried to get back up muttering "Jacqueline what are you…" But Jacquelyn hit him hard again with the candlestick, causing him to hit the floor face first.

Stay conscious. Jefferson thought trying to will himself to open his eyes and get back on his feet, as he heard James's voice.

"Damn it Jacqueline, you didn't just kill him did you? Remember my father wanted him alive to talk."

Then everything went black.