Chapter 12: Challenge


Lily was crying because she was sore and tired.

She quickly wiped her tears when she heard footsteps from outside, but no matter how much she tried, more tears fell.

Putting on a straight face, she shook her hair.

Momentarily she thought how much it needed brushing, and as she did, it was suddenly smooth and silky once again.

Peter walked inside to find her sitting on the bed, where he had left her.

He noticed how she avoided eye contact with him.

"So how's my little lost girl, doing today?" He asked darkly, but grinned at her.

The so called lost girl looked up at him with a blank expression. Refusing to talk.

Peter hated it when people ignored him.

He walked over to her slowly, "Speak to me, princess." He ordered.

She turned her head away but Peter prevented her by cupping her chin. "What do you want?" She whimpered.

Peter grinned. "Why, I only wanted t see how my little princess was holding up." He replied as he stroked her tear struck face. "Last night was... Intense. Was it not?"

His hands started to move down her body. She scoffed, "L-leave me alone."

Peter licked his top lip, and smirked. "Not going to happen." His hand went further down and Lily shot daggers at him.

Before she knew what she was doing, she slapped him.

Lily tried to stare him in the face unflinchingly, to betray no trace of horror or fear from what she had just done, but she was failing miserably.

His eyes flashed, causing her to shiver, before she knew it, he slapped her right back.

"Two can play at this game, love." He slapped her other cheek and she fell on her side.

Peter jumped on her, pinning her down. "Game on." She spat, earning her another red mark on her face.

Lily caught him off guard, grabbing his wrist as he went to hit her once again.

She rolled over, no sitting on top of him. "I'm not as weak as you think." She stated, hitting him back.

Peter laughed at her statement. "I never said you were weak. I kill the weak ones." He stated, grabbing both of her wrists in one hand.

"You've got fire. And I've yet to put it out."

He pushed her off him, using his free hand to grab her hair and pushed her roughly back onto the bed.

Lily thrashed underneath him as he lifted the hem of her dress. "God no!" She yelled. "Don't do this! Please! Anything but this!"

Peter grinned. "No one slaps me and gets away without punishment, princess. " He hissed. "Now shut that pretty little mouth of yours, or I'll fuck that instead. Got it?"

Lily whimpered, and nodded slowly. "There's my good girl." He caressed her cheek.

He continued to take off her nightgown, exposing her naked body to him.

Then, with a wave of his hand, his clothes also vanished into nothingness.

Lily wasn't in the mood for this, and probably never would be. "Let me go!" She yelled, starting to get feisty.

Peter raised an eyebrow, smirking wildly. "There's that fire... Just think, by the end of today, it'll be gone."

"No!" She seethed.

Peter scoffed. "Is that a challenge?"

Before she could reply, his lips crashed on hers.


"Pan's shadow? That's your way off the island?" Hook asked Neal with disbelief.

Neal sighed. "Unfortunately, it's the only way."

"Oh."

"We thought you learned how to navigate the stars." Emma stated, remembering a certain coconut star map the team had found before they even knew he was still alive.

He nodded. "I know how to navigate the stars, but I can't fly."

"I'm guessing that's where the shadow comes in?" David asked.

Neal or Bae, whatever you care to call him nodded once again. "That's why we have to capture it."

"Capture it? We've never been within ten feet of Pan unless he wanted us to be." Emma stated, not wanting to be anywhere near Pan. "Sneaking up on him to steal his shadow? That sounds insane."

"Except Pan's shadow is rarely with him." Hook reminded her. "It's an entity unto itself. It can carry out his will from miles away."

"What does that mean for us?"

"It means we can get his shadow without having to be anywhere near Pan as long as we know where to look. I know where to look." Bae stated.

"Okay." Snow said.

"You and I are on shadow duty." Neal gestured to Emma.

"As am I." The captain offered. "This trek won't be easy. You could use another veteran of the island."

Neal smiled. "Thanks, man."

"Well, in the meantime, we'll give Tinker Bell a heads up, see if she can make good on her promise to get us into Pan's camp." David stated, Snow rolled her eyes.

"Okay, we meet back at Tink's." Emma said, saying farewell to her parents. "Then we get Henry and get the hell back to Storybrooke."

Hook frowned. "And I will stop at nothing to get my daughter back again."

"Your daughter?" Neal asked, confused.


"I wasn't on that ship because he doesn't need me." Belle stated, leaning on the bar at grannies, talking to Dr. Hopper.

At that moment, the door bell jingled and Leroy and a beautiful red haired girl walked in. "Beg to differ, sister" Leroy said as he closed the door. "'Cause this little lady just swam a real long way to find you."

"Uh, maybe you didn't notice the sign?" Granny said as she noticed what Ariel was wearing: a purple bra, and a strange looking light green skirt. "No shirt, no shoes, no service."

"Now you got a dress code?" Leroy glared at the old werewolf woman. "I seem to recall some Ruby outfits that are seared into my brain."

"So, uh, who are you?" Belle interrupted their little dispute. "Why are you here?"

"I came from Neverland. Rumpelstiltskin sent me." Ariel told her.

"Wait He's a he's alive?" Belle smiled.

"Yes. And he wanted me to give you this."