"I'll be in every beat
Of your heart
When you face the unknown
Wherever you fly
This isn't goodbye
My love will follow you
Stay with you
Baby you're never alone"

(Never Alone – Lady Antebellum)

SAM

She was running through a garden filled with flowers. They made her cheeks itchy when they touched it, but she was running from someone, someone bigger than her and the final destination was not of her concern. The field of flowers covered her entirely but just barely. Her arms were stretched in front of her while her tiny hands opened a path between the flowers. She glanced behind her and all around her but she saw no one. She giggled with her hands covering her mouth as not to let the sound escape from it. There's no way they were going to find her. She hid herself pretty well this time. Her breaths were short and quick because of the running, her cheeks were flushed with pink and her eyes were open wide, watching everything, every life of the field of flowers and the forest ahead. Even if she watched everything she didn't get a glimpse of the flash of blue fabric coming from behind her, trapping her by her waist into a fond embrace.

"Gotcha Merenwen!" Said the owner of that soft and kind voice, distributing kisses all over her face.

"Mooommy, stop kissing." Said the tiny red headed girl, between a fit of laughter.

"What's that I hear? Are you really denying the kisses of a mermaid? Even more important, the kisses of your mother?" The women stopped kissing her and looked at her daughter with amused eyes.

"I am not." The girl pouted.

Both of them, mother and daughter, sitting between the seas of flowers seemed like characters out of a fairy tale. The women had hair as red as the one her daughter possessed. Her eyes were green and her complexion was the fairest of them all. She had the kindest smile, high cheeks and a fine nose. It was expected of a mermaid to have such beautiful features, stunning features indeed. Her high cheeks and the breathless smile were features that she had passed on to her lovely daughter, but Merenwen's eyes, the bluest of all blues, were a gift from her father. Every time her mother looked at her she couldn't help to smile with all her love because her child was the product of true love, but a forbidden love none the less. Even though she was glad that they had her. Even if they had abandoned both their kingdom's for love it was all worth it if they could be together to live as a family.

While both of them giggled and lay down on the field figuring what images the clouds were trying to form, a man watched them from a close distance, smiling and feeling warmth fill his body. They were his treasure, their gems and he would not let any harm come to them. He knew that being together was a great risk. A pixie and a mermaid? Hell no, both species were never meant to be together, even less the heirs of both of them, but him and Sirena couldn't deny the pull they felt for each other since the moment they set eyes on each other.

They found a way for her to gain legs using some old magic he stole from the pixies archives after days of research. Being the prince of the pixies, the next in line to the throne, it gave you some privileges and that was one of them. Sirena was the princess of her clan. She had been training ages to be the queen of the seas, serving their master, but her heart was free and wild, she couldn't give herself to it, she needed to be with Ealhdun, she needed it like he needed the air to breath. And like that they ran away going to deeps of Neverland where no one would find them. Neither the mermaids because they couldn't, and neither the pixies who never dared to leave their sacred tree. Both knew the consequences and would face it together if it only meant they could love each other.

After a year of running and leaving with the knowledge that no one was going to chase them anymore Sirena gave him the news that she was expecting a child. His child. Ealdhun couldn't put into words how happy he had been that day, when she told him the news, and he would never be able to express how much he loved her, their baby, their Merenwen. She was the light in their lives. She was half him and half his love.

She was the product of true love.

Of course he had heard stories of the children of true love being the rarest of them all, also he knew they carried magic in them. The purest kind of magic, but Meren had yet to awaken that power within her.

Still looking at them he started to walk towards their laying figures. He placed his face above the two of them, smiling down when the two smiled back at him.

"Papa!" Meren stretched her arms to him while giggling. She was so beautiful, so loved, his baby girl.

Sirena rolled to her side raising her body and resting her head in her left hand, watching while her husband lifted their daughter in his arms. Both talking about the clouds and what animals she had seen and imagined up there, in the sky. She was happy. She had a family and freedom. She had chosen this life and if possible would never return to the seas, even though it called to her in her sleep. She had resisted until now. She could resist for her whole life.

"Papa, why is there a gold cloud coming our way?" Merenwen pointed from her father's arm to the strange cloud some feet away from the flower fields. She felt her father tighten his embrace, pulling her close to him, burying her face in his chest.

"Si, get up dear. They're here. Come on, we need to run." Her father was yelling to her mother as he pulled her up and they started a quick pace to the forest. "Come on love, they found us!"

"Who are "they" papa?" She asked with a hint of fear in her words.

"No one you should know baby girl. Now hold onto your papa." He said between breaths as they tried to outrun the cloud that was approaching them. When she raised her head she saw small figures catching up. They were pretty and shiny. But they the sight was soon blocked by her mother who gave Meren a tight smile.

"Shh dear one, we are going to be ok. Just look to me." She told her, lulling her as she always did with her magical voice. "That's it, just look to me."

They just ran for a few more minutes when her father lowered her a bit and handed her to her mother who started to stroke her hair gently while she pulled herself close to her. Meren was afraid and was starting to cry silently.

"No need for tears now Meren." Her father said, drying her tear marked cheeks.

"But papa is not coming is he?" She looked back into the eyes who were exactly like hers.

He gave her a sad smile. "Aren't you too smart for a three year old?" He said with a struggled voice. Ealdhun looked back to Sirena and pulled them both to a tight embrace kissing her mother's forehead and then hers.

"Si, you will need to run. You will need to hide her."

"Eal I… I can't leave you, please let's…" She started saying between sobs.

"No, you need to do as we planned. We knew this day would come. They will never leave us alone." He said with pain in his eyes.

"But we still have a chance, we have a little of an advantage, they are not so close…"

As if they had heard her the sound of wings filled their ears.

He kissed her mother passionately, cupping her face between his hands and after that stroked Merenwen's cheek while she kept crying takin in what was happening around her.

His daughter was clever. She knew this was goodbye.

"Sirena, go! Now, she will be fine. She will come back to us. Just do what we have discussed."

She nodded and started running into the forest never looking back as the sound of wings closed in.

"Mommy!"

"Shhh, love, we are almost there."

And just like her mother had confirmed they had reached their cabin. It was deep into the forest, and near to a river, but not quite. Sirena placed Meren on the floor and started searching through their room. When she came back and kneeled in front of her three year old daughter Sirena dressed her with her blue silk cloak and placed a bracelet on Meren's left wrist.

"Mommy? What's this?" She asked raising it in front of her curious blue eyes, examining it. When she glanced back to her mother she saw tears flowing down her face. Meren walked to her and placed her tiny hands to her mother's cheeks, making a frown.

"Don't cry mommy. Papa is coming back." She said, giving her best smile. But that seemed not to be the right thing to say because her mother started to cry even more than before.

Sirena hugged her tight and pulled her back to examine her beautiful daughter.

They knew of her existence. They saw it as a threat to all magical creatures of Neverland. They didn't know what she was so they feared her. They saw her as something strange and as long as she lived with them, in Neverland they would never leave her alone. They needed to send her to a world where she could have a chance at life, even if it meant for them to send her to another realm.

Her mother stroked her hair and turned the bracelet three times saying something in a hushed tone. Something she didn't understand and in a moment she was staring at her mother's green eyes and the next she was being sucked into the air in a whirlpool.

"MOMMY! MOMMY!"

"Be safe Merenwen Míriel, daughter of the sea princess and the pixies prince."

Those where the last words she said to her daughter while the whirlpool closed on Merenwen, and then all the strength she had tried to gather left her as she broke down with her tears and screams.

x

Her head hurt after that dream. Or was it a memory? She felt like she knew those people. But something was not clicking.

She was hurt. There was a dulling pain all over her body. Her throat was dry and she was having difficulty opening her eyelids.

Work, you damn eyelids.

When she finally opened them she wished she hadn't done it. The light was blinding. Everything was white and gold.

Well, is this what it feels like to be blind? Thought it was going to be darker but, can't complain.

But her thoughts on blind matters soon vanished from her mind when she finally started to adjust her eyes to what was in from of her. The room was the color of a light brown and the windows had no glass, they were carved to the wooden walls and had white curtains flowing with the gentle breeze that caressed her sore body. She was resting in a big and fluffy bed. The most comfortable bed she had slept in quite some time. It was beautifully crafted and she found herself examining it.

Glancing back to her now, she saw that her hair had grown considerably; it was so long that it reached all the way to her waist. She was amazed at that and as she tried to turn around a pain shot through all of her body, starting at her belly.

Oh yeah, Claus and his stupid knife.

She inhaled deeply and was taken by surprise when a hand, coming from nowhere, held her from collapsing back on the bed just to worsen her body ache. Sam looked to the arms clothed with white fabric –was everything fucking white in this place?- that held her and followed them until it connected with a male's body. She was already dreading to keep looking to the person who was caring for her.

She was feeling a little nervous. Something was telling her not to look as this man's face, but her curiosity was taking the best of her.

"Will you look at me Merenwen or will you just avoid what you already know?"

Merenwen? Isn't that? Oh god!

That voice…

OH MY GOD!

She jerked her head up and her eyes filled with tears she should not be shedding, when she stared back at eyes that mirrored hers.

"Papa!"

A/N: I hope you guys like it.
I loved how I came up with this idea. It sounds crazy but it was just so perfect, yoou know what I mean?
I will develop it more in the next chapter. You will see.

Now I'm going to bed. Work tomorrow.
Kisses, love you all. Give me reviews and your thoughts at Sam's background.

PS: I didn't check for english mistakes today because it's 2 a.m and I'm sleepy, so please, forgive me.