Chapter 12.

Third Person P.O.V


After living for over three hundred years, Peter had seen a number of abnormal, strange things. Such as many different creatures, or unthinkable spells. There was so much beauty to be found on Neverland, along with darkness and curious parts that even he had to admit was a little odd.

But without a doubt, nothing was weirder than disguising himself as Amy.

He shifted his, or should her say her, weight uncomfortably, pretending to give a damn about whatever it was Zelena was saying now. All he could focus on were all the new female body parts he had gained and how odd it felt.

He had already come to know just about everything about Amy physically from the time they'd spent together in the past year. He'd memorized each and every little detail about her body, having spent so much time exploring it. His mouth knew how to make her writhe underneath him, his hands knew just where to touch to make her tremble.

Knowing how to be her, on the other hand, was a challenge. Though he knew if anyone could do it, it was certainly him.

The worst part was her incredibly long, thick hair. How did she, and other girls for that matter, manage it all? He'd hadn't been her for more than fifteen minutes and he was already on the verge of hacking it all off. It was hot and got in the way of everything.

But the important thing was that she was safe. Her and their baby. For the thousandth time that day, he cursed himself for not being more careful.

He never wanted to be a father. He didn't think he even could be a father. For crying out loud, he was still learning how to be husband. He barely had a year with Amy, and never had they been able to spend time together without any worries or threats looming over their heads. Now before they even got the chance to settle down, a baby was being thrown into the mix.

He couldn't deal with it. He could take care of her while she was pregnant, he could love and comfort her, whisper sweet words of how he'd take care of her and protect their child. But in the end, when that child was born, he had no idea what he was doing. Not a single clue.

He didn't want this. But it was too late now. Amy meant more to him than his own life and leaving her, or even asking her to give away the baby, was unthinkable. The pain would kill her.

Peter was starting to understand what it was like to be Jefferson, mad and all.

He needed help. He needed Felix's help.

Peter's attention was brought back to what was currently happening around him when Zelena's hands stretched out, sending both himself and Regina flying back into a blue car nearby. It was a hard slam that rattled his teeth and hurt his side. He was certain that Amy's frail body would be bruised up, making him once again grateful that she wasn't the one out here.

With a grunt, Regina slid off the car, helping Peter climb off as well. "You okay?" she asked.

Peter/Amy smirked, knowing that if she had any clue as to who he really was she'd probably have no problem using him as a human shield. Then again, he was sure he'd grown on her, even if only a bit.

"Just fine," Amy's voice rang out, sounding incredibly dangerous. If Regina noticed a difference, she didn't say. Together, they stalked back towards the eldest Mills sister.

Regina summoned a ball of fire in her hand, while Peter tossed electricity back and forth between his two hands, raising an eyebrow at Zelena mockingly, daring her to do worse.

Zelena waved her hand and Regina's fire vanished. Obviously not taking Amy as a threat, Peter was ignored while Zelena's hand made a gripping motion, Regina rising off the ground she was being magically choked.

"You can't beat me, little sisters," she whispered. "Everything Rumplestiltskin taught you, he taught me too. Only I was the better student."

She threw her hand out, sending Regina soaring through the air, all the way to the clock tower, smashing through the glass.

"Good thing Rumplestiltskin didn't teach me then," Peter said, Amy's voice sounding as sharp as a steel blade. He punched her stomach, watching in satisfaction as she cried out in pain, electricity shocking her to her very core. Part of him hoped it would make her heart stop beating, but he wasn't so lucky.

She managed to vanish before he could finish his work, but followed, reappearing right next to her in the clock tower where Regina was pushing herself off the ground.

Knowing that the real Amy would run to her immediately, he went to Regina's side and knelt next to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. He tried not to shove Regina off when she wrapped an arm around him protectively.

"Kill me if you want," Regina hissed. "Just leave Amy out of this."

"I never said I wanted to kill either of you," Zelena retorted. "I said I wanted to destroy you! And to do that, I need your heart."

She shoved her hand into Regina's chest. Regina's face was filled with pain, her mouth open as she gasped for breath.

"Where's your husband now?" Zelena snarled at Peter. "Has he abandoned you too?"

Those words struck a nerve. Rage clouded his vision, fury constricting his chest at being compared to the people who had brought Amy pain, being thought of as someone that would ever leave her behind without a care.

He threw a hand out, sending a force out so strong that it sent Zelena staggering back, nearly flying back out the window. She brought her hands out in a motion that made a different force bring her to a stop. Panting angrily, she glanced at her hand.

"Where is it!?" she demanded, looking between her sisters for an answer. Peter felt a rise of satisfaction at the panic in her face.

"Our mother taught me one thing," Regina said breathlessly, gazing at Zelena with triumph. "Never bring your heart into a witch fight."

"Something you'd know if she hadn't abandoned you," Peter whispered cruelly, blinking Amy's big, brown eyes slowly.

"You haven't won yet!" Zelena yelled, pointing at them accusingly. "I will get your heart. I WILL GET EVERYTHING YOU EVER HAD!"

Her lips twisted furiously, she held her hand out and her broom flew into it.

"Not today," Regina replied, smirking.

With one last glare, Zelena jumped on the broom and flew off, breaking another shard of the glass from the rim of what used to be the clock.

Without even getting a chance to take a breath, Peter heard the door open, followed by voices he found annoying.

"You alright!?" Emma called, footsteps thundering up the stairs to where he and Regina sat, among the glass.

"Still alive, aren't we?" Regina said, sounding exhausted.

Though he knew Amy would never leave right away, he wasn't in the mood to deal with the Savior or the rest of them.

"I'm going to make sure Peter's okay."

He waved his hand, vanishing from the clock tower and reappearing outside Regina's house.

Right now, he wanted nothing more than to make sure the real Amy was okay.


Amy's P.O.V

"Mrs. Pan?"

The name itself was enough to yank me out of my sleep. It would never cease to sound amazing, though incredibly strange, to me. I cracked my eyes open and found Tootles standing over me, a plastic bag one might get at a grocery store in his hand. The moonlight was the only thing making him visible to me. Other than that, the room was completely dark, meaning it was past sundown.

I rubbed my eyes, making a face at how sick I still felt. I'd already woken up from my nap twice to throw up. I hoped it wouldn't last, otherwise Regina was going to get extremely suspicious. I could try to pass it off as the flu or something, but I doubted it would work, considering I didn't think immortals got sick like that. It wasn't going to stay a secret forever, Peter swore. Just until we didn't have to worry about Zelena anymore. I truly couldn't understand why it was so important that we hide it. If she was trying to change the past, then anything from the present wouldn't matter to her. But something in Peter's eyes convinced me to trust him.

Yawning, I sat up slowly, my eyes adjusting in the dark to the little boy in front of me. "Please, just call me Amy, Tootles. What's going on? Did Zelena hurt anyone?"

Tootles shrugged. "I dunno. I've been here. I got you these a little while ago. The internet thingy said it helps upset tummys." He held out the plastic bag to me, looking extremely pleased with himself.

I took the bag and glanced inside, smiling at the goodies he'd gotten me. There was a bottle of ginger ale, a package of saltines, and gross looking over-the-counter medicine for stomach aches. The thought of consuming any of it made me feel even sicker, but never would I tell him that after all the trouble he went to.

"Thank you," I told him, truly touched. "But you didn't have to spend your money on me."

Tootles blinked. "Right . . . money . . ."

"You stole it!?" I exclaimed. He bowed his head, his ears turning pink in embarrassment. I sighed, setting the bag aside on the floor and I patted the seat next to me. He sat down and I wrapped an arm around him.

"Listen, hon, I know that on Neverland you could do whatever you want. But stealing isn't good. It takes money away from good, hardworking people."

Tootles listened to me attentively as I spoke, but I hadn't the faintest idea whether what I was saying got through to him. When I finished my little speech on good morals, he nodded.

"I won't do it again."

At least he listened to me better than Peter did.

"Good. Now do you have any clothes or anything?"

"No, ma'am."

"Go check Henry's old room upstairs. I'm sure he wouldn't mind if you borrowed some clothes to sleep in and wear tomorrow. He's probably outgrown them all by now, anyway." Narrowing my eyes playfully, I added, "And make sure you don't take anything else of his."

He gave me a crooked grin. "A'ight, will do. Thank you."

He left me to go upstairs and I made my way towards the kitchen to attempt to take the medicine he'd gotten me. I wasn't sure if it would work or not but no harm in trying. I set the ginger ale and crackers aside, certain that I'd never be able to eat again.

Ever.

I'd also probably have to wear a shit ton of makeup to keep myself from looking green and sickly. Which meant I'd have to learn how to do it myself. Bleh.

"It's only been a day and I already know you're going to be a little handful, aren't you, sweetheart?" I mumbled, patting my stomach. Although there was no response, of course, I could almost picture the baby agreeing with me.

I frowned when I heard the front door creaking, as though whoever was opening was trying to do so quietly. "Tootles!" I called.

"Be down in a jiffy!" he called back, clearly from upstairs.

The floorboard from the entrance hall creaked under the weight of whoever was walking. Panic flooded me. "Tootles, stay there!"

If it were Peter or Regina, they'd just walk right in, not sneak around. Had Zelena won? Was this an ambush?

I let a ball of fire form in my hand and I marched out of the kitchen, ready to fry whoever was trying to sneak in.

"So you are alive!"

I yelped, my hand reflectively throwing the fire at the culprit. Felix and Serena both dropped to the ground, my fire setting a plant ablaze instead.

"What'd that plant ever do to you?" Serena scolded, climbing to her feet. She walked over to the plant and waved her hand over it. Instantly, the fire went out and the plant was good as new, it's scorched leaves growing into fresh, green ones and the flowers brighter than ever.

"What are you doing here!?" I cried.

Felix got to his feet, his eyebrow raised an me. "I think the more important question is what are you doing here while Peter is out there as you?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "As me? What are you-?"

I was cut off by the sound of a war cry, followed by Tootles racing down the long staircase and hurtling himself at Felix, knocking him to the ground.

"Leave 'er alone!" Tootles shouted. My eyes widened at the glint of a dagger in his hand. "Haven't you done enough, traitor!?"

"Get off me, Tootles!" Felix yelled, trying to thrash underneath the child without getting cut. "I'm not here to hurt her!"

"I've had enough of your lies!"

"Guys, stop!" I raced forward and grabbed Tootles around the waist, trying to drag him off. "Serena, help me!"

"Why? It's entertaining."

I shot her the dirtiest look I could muster and she rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay." She walked over and together we managed to yank Tootles off of Felix. For a child, he was certainly strong.

"Tootles, it's okay," I soothed him as he growled at Felix, waving his dagger threateningly. "He's a friend, I promise."

That seemed to calm him down, though he continued to glare at the older Lost Boy. "Next time I'll take a finger, mate," he warned.

Serena snickered, helping Felix to his feet. I was fairly certain that he could have escaped Tootles grasp if he wanted to, but had chosen not to so that he wouldn't hurt the boy. It hadn't taken me long to learn that all of the Lost Boys were equally deadly in combat.

Keeping my arms firmly around Tootles, just in case, I said, "Where's Peter?"

Serena answered. "Fighting Zelena while pretending to be you."

I certainly hadn't been expecting that. "Oh my God! Is he insane!? Is he okay!?"

"I'm fine."

I spun around, nearly knocking Tootles to the ground in the process. I met the eyes of . . . myself.

"This is the weirdest thing I've ever seen," I whispered.

Peter as me smirked. "I agree. I think I prefer your parts on you, as much as I love them." He winked, sending a shudder down my spine.

"Do I really sound like that?" I said in disbelief. I let Tootles go and walked forward, examining Peter's, or rather my, face closely. "And am I really that pale?"

I was answered with a chorus of yes's.

Peter's arms went around me and pulled me against him in the strangest hug of my life.

"Stop enjoying my discomfort," I complained when he kissed my cheek. "I really want to kiss you so please change back because I'm not kissing myself."

My voice chuckled in my ear before I felt a shift in the body against me. The soft skin against me turned firmer, stretching a few inches taller. The hands on my back felt bigger and I could smell Peter's rich, earthy scent again.

I looked up and met Peter's green eyes. "Don't do that again," I warned him.

He smirked, licking his lips slightly before he leaned down and planted a quick kiss to my lips before looking at Serena and Felix.

"You can leave," he told them flatly.

"Not until you tell us why you're keeping her under lock and key," Serena replied simply. "She can fight for herself and you know it. So what are you hiding?"

"No I can't," I said quickly. "I-I'm not strong enough, you know? Maybe after more practice-"

"You would never let him fight for you without good reason," Felix retorted. "Stop lying to us."

"Stay out of our business!" Peter snarled, wrapping an arm around me tightly. I laid my head against him, swallowing thickly when my stomach lurched, warning me that the slightest wrong move would result in another five minutes over the toilet.

Serena suddenly gasped, staring at me in wonder. "Are you pregnant!?"

My eyes widened and I glanced down, cringing at my own stupidity. I had self-consciously started to rub my stomach.

Felix scoffed. "Serena, don't be ridiculous-" he cut himself off, catching sight of my face and hand. His face paled. "No . . . you can't be . . ."

Serena let out a shrill shriek. The next thing I knew she had thrown herself on the floor in front of me, her hands on my stomach.

"YOU ARE PREGNANT! I can feel the life inside you!" I swore under my breath. Stupid fairy.

Hearing my choice of cuss words, she squealed again and began patting my stomach. "AW! Hi, little Pan baby!" she cooed. "Hi! Let's hope that you don't have your daddy's ears."

Peter sputtered. "What's wrong with my ears!?"

"Nothing," I soothed him, smacking Serena's head furiously until she backed away from me.

"And let's hope you don't have a temper like your mommy's," she continued, flashing a toothy grin at me. "You guys honestly thought you could hide this from us? Do you know anything about babies?"

"Do you?" I shot back. Felix hadn't moved an inch. I wondered if he had gone into shock.

"I'm a fairy," Serena said, as though it were obvious. "What the hell do you think? I've granted happy endings by making women fertile, I've helped deliver healthy babies to families in poor conditions, I took care of babies that lost their parents until arrangements for adoption could be made, plus I was there for Snow when she was pregnant with Emma." She smirked. "To sum it all up, I think I know a thing or two about childbirth."

She looked between Peter and I, batting her eyelashes hopefully.

"Well?"


Amy's P.O.V

It only took a couple hours, but we all came to a decision and formed a plan. Now two hours later, Serena, Tootles, and I were perched on the couch, waiting for my sister to return to break the news that Peter and I were moving out. I wanted so badly to tell her that she was going to be an aunt, but I wouldn't push it. I was just glad he saw enough sense to know that we needed Serena and Felix, both for help with protecting my baby, and the moral support.

"What am I supposed to tell her?" I asked Serena for the hundredth time.

"We've been over this," she said patiently. "Just tell her that you and Peter are married and need your own place. Plus now that you've got Tootles you don't want to inconvenience her further."

"Hey!" Tootles complained sleepily.

I put an arm around him and he quieted down, laid against me, swinging his legs up onto the couch and resting his head on my lap. I could tell that he would probably end up falling asleep within a few minutes.

It was getting late and Regina still hadn't come back yet. If she didn't come back by the time Peter did then we would just have to wait until tomorrow.

"What if Regina finds out," I wondered. "Or the whole town? Or Zelena?"

"Chill out," Serena said, rolling her eyes. "Stress is bad for the baby. Take deep breaths. Leave it all up to your husband. I'm sure he's more than capable of putting a plan together."

I followed her advice and forced myself to calm down. She was right. Peter was more than capable of taking care of me and the baby. He'd already given me a play-by-play of what exactly happened during the showdown with Zelena, so I was prepared to talk to Regina, or anyone, about it when they returned. Though I wished he hadn't left abruptly, seeing as that was something I wouldn't have done.

A vibrating sound emitting from Serena's pocket and she pulled out a cellphone, sliding the lock screen open and frowning as her eyes scanned the message.

"It's from Felix," she explained.

"Since when does Felix have a cell phone before me!?"

"I gave him my old one just in case," she said with a shrug. "Anyway, I can barely read the message. His spelling isn't all that great, but this is atrocious."

She showed it to me and I could only agree.

muut es at the rabbppt houle

"What is that supposed to say?"

"Umm," Serena peered at it for a few moments. "'Meet us at the Rabbit Hole', maybe? It's a bar in town that I used to hang out at a lot with Ruby. Though I don't know what they'd be doing there. They're supposed to be checking out that vacant apartment next to my flower shop for you two. But I suppose we better go see what they're up to."

"Probably," I agreed. "Let's go."

My nausea was completely gone, thanks to a touch of Serena's magic, though she warned that she wouldn't be able to take care of all my symptoms in the future. I didn't care. I was just relieved to feel normal while I still could.

Tootles sleepily followed us to Serena's dark blue car outside, holding onto my hand. He climbed into the backseat and buckled up, laying his head against the window and shutting his eyes again. I had grabbed a blanket from inside and I made sure to drape it over him. I hoped that we could move into that place soon. Tootles should be able to go to sleep in his own bed. Not in a car with a dagger tucked in his belt out of fear.

I sat up front with Serena, who immediately went back to talking about my baby.

"So any name ideas?"

"No," I admitted. "I can't even start thinking about that yet. I'm still trying to wrap my head around all this. It's so much to handle in one day, you know?"

"Yeah but you don't really have a choice or much time so get on it."

I made a face. "Thanks. The added pressure is extremely helpful."

"I'm just saying. As a mother-to-be, you've got to learn to deal with these things."

I bit my lip. "All I know is that I don't know anything about being a mother."

"I see the way you are with Tootles. You have natural maternal instincts and all that jazz. You'll do fine. I think with some work even Pan won't be an absolutely horrible father, ignoring how he kidnapped kids and turned them into warriors and all."

"Your ability to be helpful continues to astound me."

"I know."

We didn't speak again until we got to the Rabbit Hole, which seemed to be the only bar in town. It was extremely busy, I noticed. I suppose after the scare with Zelena on Main Street everyone wanted to drown their fear in booze and pool.

"Tootles, stay in the car," I told him after Serena had parked a few blocks away. He mumbled something incomprehensible before falling back asleep.

"What the hell are they doing here?" I asked out loud as Serena and I hurried down the sidewalk, both of us shivering in the cold. I could hear the music from inside the place, mixed with the loud, drunken laughter of men and women alike.

"Stay close," she warned me, linking her arm through mine before we stepped inside. I had no problem obeying, the crowded atmosphere and smoke-filled room was overwhelming and pretty frightening.

She lead me through, ignoring the large number of people that tried to greet her. I could only assume they all knew her. The males were eyeing her like she were a piece of meat. They even began to eye me like that. I blushed horribly when one winked suggestively at me. God where the hell was Peter and what was he doing!?

"Amy!"

I blinked at the sight of Peter stumbling towards me, a huge grin on his flushed face. Behind him, I could see Felix lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling.

Laughing.

Peter reached me, his entire being reeking of alcohol. He kissed me hard, his hands holding my face tightly against. I could taste whiskey on his tongue, only knowing the smell because that used to be Paul's favorite.

"Mmm." He pulled back, his lopsided smile still stuck on his face. "Y-you're so pretty, love. So beautiful. That's why I would much rather be on you than be you, you know?" He burst out laughing, glancing back at Felix over his shoulder. "Geddit?"

Felix seemed to get it because he started laughing harder. Peter backed away from me, doubled over in laughter as he dropped next to Felix.

"I'm going to murder them," Serena said. She sounded so calm, so collected. It was scarier than when she was yelling.

I just nodded. "You have my full permission to do so."

"I'm guessing your baby daddy is a little freaked out about being a daddy," she continued. "And I'm sure Felix thought this would be a great way to help him take his mind off of it after they looked at the apartment."

"Fantastic idea," I growled. If she remembered that her and Felix were together, I could have scolded her for not controlling her boyfriend better like she'd jokingly said to me so many times during our time in the Enchanted Forest. Though they seemed to be attached at the hip again already, despite their missing memories. It didn't surprise me, considering how close they'd gotten. They must have still felt that connection, deep down.

"H-hey, Amy!" Peter called. "Meet my new friends!" He waved his hand around the room. "This is Meany-"

The dwarf glowered, cutting him off. "Grumpy!"

"Whatever. A-and Doc, and Sneezy, and a bunch of others I don't really remember, but they bought the last round, so cheers!"

"Just grab Felix and start dragging," I muttered to Serena, who nodded and immediately started towards Peter's second-in-command, grabbing him under the arms and attempting to yank him across the floor. He calmed down when she started doing that and began talking to her. I couldn't hear what he was telling her, but whatever it was it made her blush a deep crimson.

I smiled sweetly at Peter, certain that I could coax him into coming with me. "Peter-"

He scrambled to his feet, pointing at me dramatically. "Wait!" he gasped. "There's a baby in there!"

Horrified, I glanced around and saw, to my relief, that no one was paying a speck of attention, other than Serena, who seemed so stunned by Peter's choice of words that she dropped Felix, whose head hit the floor with a hard slam. It sounded painful, but it only made him laugh again.

Peter came back, dropping to his knees in front of me.

He gripped the sides of my hips and moved his mouth barely an inch from my stomach.

"I am your papa," he said solemnly.

I smacked a hand to my forehead, checking once again that no one was listening. The last thing we needed was a spy of Zelena's in here or something.

Peter continued. "I'm your papa, and e-even though I don't really want you, I'll try to be a good one, okay? Because-'cuz I love your mother, so I love you too 'cuz you're ours."

I managed to brush away the tears stinging my eyes before he could see. His words reassured and hurt me at the same time.

He didn't want our baby. He was only doing it for me.

"Peter, I'm tired," I said quietly. "Will you take me to bed?"

He jumped up, wrapping his arms around my waist. He quirked an eyebrow at me, his eyes unable to focus on mine properly. He started kissing my neck sloppily.

"Bed or bed?"

"I don't care which one as long as we get out of here, okay?"

He pulled back and frowned at my face, cocking his head. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm just uncomfortable here. Can we please go?"

He nodded, his head bobbing up and down quickly. "Of course, angel."

I glanced behind him and saw that Serena had gotten Felix to his feet and he was walking somewhat okay.

Together, we managed to get the two out of the bar, down the street and into her car. Tootles was so startled that he didn't fall back asleep, staring at the two as they spent the car ride hitting each other and laughing obnoxiously over absolutely nothing.

"This long night just got longer," I commented.

"Yep," Serena and Tootles agreed in unison.

I started counting down the minutes until their hangovers started.


AN: So my dad wants to take me and my older brother to California in the spring and I'm like okay but if I happen to meet Robbie Kay don't expect me to come home with you. I believe he just moved out there so fingers crossed, guys.

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BEST EPISODE OF SEASON FOUR SO FAR! THE CAPTAIN SWAN DATE HAD ME SPAZZING! THE KRISTANNA MOMENT! RUMPLE IS BECOMING AN EVIL LITTLE IMP AGAIN AND THAT THRILLS/TERRIFIES ME!