"It happened in Neverland, ever since my mother was killed by Pan. He was so nice to me before but then that all changed out of the blue. Apparently he and my mother were once involved with each other. He was angry at her and took it out on me... At first he told me he wanted to play a game but he said there would be punishment for losing... When he said that, I didn't want to play but he made me. He hurt me so I would do what he wanted... It hurt so much..."

"What did he do, love?" Hook asked softly. I could tell that he didn't really want to hear all the details but wanted to know what went on in Neverland for so long...

"He...he beat me each time. It was like a game of hide and seek and tag except all the lost boys were trying to get just me. They threw spears and other weapons to try to slow me down and Pan always ended our games by knocking me out. If one of the boys brought me back to him, he would reward them one way or another. I always lost the game, no matter what I did." I felt the tears well up in my eyes and my throat tightened.

"You don't have to tell me anymore, Kila. It's ok to stop if it's too much for you," he said with worry. I couldn't stop myself though, I need to tell him about how Pan treated me so he won't be too angry when I tell him about seeking him out last night. He needs to know everything and I just pray that he decides to keep me afterward, that he will at least tolerate me afterward...

"He would then wake me up so I could feel every minute of my punishment and I was normally tied up while it was happening so I just felt so...so... helpless..." My emotions finally got the best of me as I cried, my body shaking as tears streamed down my face. I saw Hook squeezed his eyes shut and ball his hand in a fist, shaking with anger. It took him a few more minutes to calm back down after the secret I had just exposed.

I felt my father's large, warm hand and his cold hook draw me in closer and put me on his knee, rocking me back and forth, trying to calm me.

"Ssh, lass, I've got you now. No one is ever going to hurt you ever again. I promise you that, love. Ssh," he said and kissed the top of my head. I buried my face into his chest, my hands clung to his leather jacket, holding on for dear life. He let me cry for ten more minutes before he pulled me back so he could wipe the tears from my face.

"Could you allow me to see?" he asked hesitantly. I nodded as I gasped after my crying fit. He helped me menuver myself to where I laid face down over his lap and tugged up my dress so my back was exposed. His hand hovered over my back for a minute before he lightly felt the scars that marred my skin. I heard him huff angrily.

"Pan did this." The anger in his voice scared me and I was suddenly afraid to be near him and even more afraid to be over his lap.

"I-I'm sorry," I whimpered. Was he mad at me? Was it because I wasn't strong enough to prevent this? Was it because Pan saw it nessecary to punish me so much? He seemed to calm himself down as he rubbed my back. It felt nice and I instantly calmed again.

"You have absolutely no reason to be sorry, love. This wasn't your fault, it was Pan's. If anyone should be sorry, it's me. I should have protected you and I didn't." The hurt in my father's voice killed me.

"You didn't know," I reasoned. He stopped rubbing and for a second I feared he was angry at me for contradicting him but he wasn't angry. He fixed my dress and picked me up so I could rest my head on his shoulder then continued rubbing my back.

"I am still so very sorry, darlin'. Whether I knew or not, you were hurt and no one should have ever put their hands on you like that. The demon will pay for this, love, and he will never get near you again," he promised. I just nodded and laid there, content with my situation although guilt infected me and made my heart hurt. I need to tell him, Emma said parents love their kids no matter what... I just hope she's right.

"I am still sorry as well, I haven't..." I started and my heart raced. I'm going to tell him everything, everything I haven't been completely honest about.

"You don't have to talk about it anymore, you're tired, love. Just relax, everything will be ok," he said and I couldn't help but take the out. Perhaps he doesn't need to know... I can still handle this myself, as I always have...

Daddy continued to talk and comfort me. My eyes slowly started to close and before I knew it, I was asleep and the nightmares stayed away... for once.

Hook's POV

I felt her relax and finally sleep. She had been awake for too long last night while she was on her impromptu escape. She couldn't have just been taking a walk with how late it was; there was something she was hiding from me, something she was too afraid to tell me. After a couple minutes, I tried to move the slumbering girl but the shift in position only seemed to upset her as she moaned unhappily and pressed herself harder against my side and clung to my hook arm.

Perhaps her fears have something to do with the demon and whatever he had in that satchel he taunted us with. Kila had seemed pretty trained on it or whatever was inside. She had also told us she had no idea what was in the satchel or what the significants of it was. Could she be lying to me?... Of course she is, I am her father after all, the untrustworthy pirate or at least that's what I used to be before I met Emma.

Emma... She has been so wonderful with Kila, although she is wonderful at nearly everything...

Kila's POV

It was such a strange feeling, waking up without the cold, scary feeling to chase away. I awoke quite refreshed for once in a very long time. In fact, I couldn't remember a time I woke up so warm and comfortable.

"Well, good evening my sleeping beauty," daddy said with a sly smile, looking down at me. The first thing I noticed was we had not moved from the spot we had occupied while I was awake however long it was ago. The second was that the room was slightly more crowded then it was previously.

"I believe Aurora holds that title, hook," Queen Snow joked.

"Not to me," he replied smoothly. Everyone smiled.

"Did you sleep well, Kila?" King David asked. I straightened up in my seat and daddy moved his hand, flexing it as if it were asleep.

"Yes, thank you," I replied shyly. When did they all get here? Who were they all for some of them I did not reconize? Emma seemed to have read my mind as she gestured across the living space.

"Kila, this is my son..."

"Henry!" I said quite excitedly. I sprang from the couch and rushed the boy to hug him. He returned the gesture by wrapping his arms around me as well.

"Kila? You're Hook's daughter?" I continued to smile as I released him and looked at his surprised face.

"I am. I am so glad to see you! I knew you would make it off the island. I didn't know Emma was your mother though..."

"Well, she's not the only one. I have two."

"What? I don't understand," I admitted.

"Yeah, my family is kinda complicated."

"Woh, you two know each other?" Emma asked, as confused as everyone else seemed.

"Yeah, mom, we met in Neverland. Kila was a lost girl."

"Then maybe she can help us locate Pan," a hateful sounding woman suggested. I shivered at the mention of such a plan. I never want to go looking for Pan again not until I have what he wants from me.

"Absolutely not, Regina," daddy said with authority and a little bit of anger. His tone was quite final.

"Regina?" my own voice slipped out in my shock. Could it be the Regina?

"Yes, this is the town Mayor, Regina," Snow clarified.

"Nice to meet you," I said to the floor, afraid to meet her eye. She nodded her head in acknowledgement with her arms folded across her chest.

"Great well now that everyone knows everyone, can we get back to what's really important? Finding out what Pan wants here since he can no longer get to Henry's heart. What is something he can use to live forever?"

"Well we know he can't get to Henry, so that's a plus," Snow said optimistically. David took her hand and nodded in agreement.

"Is there an object?" he questioned.

"None that I know of, at least not in Storybrooke," Regina dismissed.

"A potion?" Emma guessed. Regina shook her head as she contemplated.

"I'm not certain."

"People have always been trying to find the answer to eternal youth. Is there really an answer? It cannot be something simple like a potion or magic object. Mostly people find it too good to be true," Henry added.

"Eternal youth is not always a good thing," I voiced with disagreement, "it's more like a curse..." Realization painted the Evil Queen's features.

"A curse, that has to be it!"

"What do you mean 'that has to be it!'. What's it?" Daddy wondered.

"The curse I put on this town, he could enact the same one if he got his hands on the magic scroll that's needed to preform it," she clarified.

"Where is your scroll, Regina?" Emma demanded. Thank you, Emma! I could be one step closer to my reward.

"I have it hidden away for now, in my vault. I am going to put extra protection spells on it so he cannot enter," she informed us as she began to rush away. Where is that?

"Regina, wait," Emma said and the woman halted for a bit. "I'm coming with you in case Pan tries anything." Regina nodded reluctantly and continued out of the apartment.

"Mary Margaret, David continue to look for Pan. I want him gone as soon as possible before anyone gets hurt." Her eyes flickered to me for a second before she turned then to daddy.

"Killian, watch after Henry for me please. I don't think we should be long."

"Of course," he replied, standing and approaching Emma. "Be careful, Emma." They stared at each other for a few seconds, not breaking their eye contact.

"Always am," she shrugged as she hurried from the building with David and Snow in pursuit. Daddy turned back toward Henry and I with uncertainty.

"Alright," he said clasping his hands together, "looks like it's just us... Any suggestions on how to spend our time?"

Henry and I shared a look before turning back to daddy with our answer...

This is were you act as though you're henry and kila and give me what you would like to see them do together...please review! Thank you to everyone who has!

P.s. I love the long specific ones! They make my day