Pipra's P.O.V
We were back at the compound after hours of Peter helping me with my magic. I never knew I had magic or so much of it. I was now sitting opposite of Henry on a log while the boys were dancing around a bonfire and around Peter as he sat close to the fire on a rock. I was looking over at Henry who was lost in thought and I was too when a voice interrupted both of our thoughts.
"You don't want to join in the celebration, Henry?" Peter asks as he sits beside me.
"Nothing to celebrate." Henry responds.
"Nothing to celebrate? Henry, this whole party is to celebrate you." Peter tells Henry.
"Me? Why?" Henry questions.
"Because you've come to save magic, of course." Peter says simply while Henry just raised an eyebrow in disbelief but Peter ignored it.
"And I, for one, can't think of a reason more deserving of celebration than that. Just look at them." Peter says and Henry does. He turns around and looks at the boys as they dance and shout in happiness.
"I'm not like them. Or you." Henry states.
"Sure you are. You're still a boy. Maybe a song will get you on your feet." Peter raises a set of pan pipes up to his lips and create an enchanting sound that while enticing, is missing something, like the music was incomplete. I could feel my fingers itching to hold something and my magic wanted to be released, I wanted to join in, I wanted to contribute to the music. Peter was staring at Henry like he was waiting for something, then he looked straight into my eyes and I saw something flash in his eyes, it looked like longing. Did he feel the same as me, did he want me to join him in playing music? But before I could think anymore on the subject,I was pulled out of my thoughts by Henry.
"Sorry. I-I don't hear anything." Henry says. Peter looked shocked and I knew I definitely was. How could he not hear that alluring music?
"Interesting. You see, this pipe's enchanted, Henry." Peter glance over at me before turning back to Henry and continuing. "It can only be heard by certain children."
"Like who?" Henry asks but something else caught Peter's attention. I glimpse over to see that Felix returned and he did not seem happy.
"You'll find out soon enough, I promise." Peter says before he gets up and walks over to Felix. I use some of my magic to enhance so that I could hear Peter and Felix's conversation. Combining Air and Spirit magic took long than I thought some when I could hear the conversation I didn't hear it all.
"By a sleeping spell." Felix said and Peter didn't respond right away.
"The dark one. So father and son have been reunited." Peter says and I could hear the smile on his face. I saw Felix look over to where me and Henry were sitting so I quickly looked down at my hands, pretending not to listen.
"They'll be coming for the boy. . .and Pipra. We should move them somewhere safe. Especially Pipra, if something were to happen to her again. . ." Felix states with worry.
"Now, now, Felix. Where's your sense of adventure? We can't end the party when the real fun is about to begin." Peter says to Felix as they look over at us. Then Peter talks again but it's not toward Felix.
"And Pipra, it's not nice to eavesdrop on a conversation." Peter says and I try to not show any reaction, but I knew I flinched a tiny bit.
I start to talk to Henry while Peter sat back on his rock and Felix tended to the fire. Ten minutes later a gust of wind with traces of magic entered the compound and all the boys fell down unconscious except for Peter and the fire and torches went out.
I stood up and looked down at Henry before I started to look around. Peter just smirked before his stood up.
"We have a guess! No doubt someone who knows how much I like guessing games. Who could it be?" Peter says like it was actually a game he was playing. He glanced over to me and he didn't even looked shock that I was still awake. He gave me a small wave as a signal to move over to him, and I almost did but I stayed where I was.
"I guess. . . the dark one." Peter states un-surprised as he made the fire relight.
"Come to save Henry, have you, laddie? How exciting. The dark one ready to sacrifice his life for his family. Speaking of family. . . you can come out now, Baelfire." Peter says as the torch by Baelfire re-lit itself.
"Name's Neal now." Neal or Baelfire states as he trains a crossbow at Peter.
"New name, but the same old tricks. It's heartwarming to see father and son working together, especially after you abandoned him, Rumple. This is a real family reunion." Peter says in a mocking way.
"What are you waiting for?" Mr. Gold says toward Neal.
"I got this." Neal says as he pulls the trigger and the arrow goes flying toward Peter, and just like before Peter catches the arrow in his hand.
"Clever. But we've been through this before, Baelfire. Have you remembered nothing?" Peter says as he stares at the arrow that almost hit him.
"I remembered plenty. That's why I didn't coat the tip." Neal says as he places the crossbow on the ground, and Peter throws the arrow down. I watch as a purple glow travels up Peter's arm. I decided to cut in.
"Neal? Mr. Gold? What are you doing here? What is going on?" I yell with complete confusion as everyone turned towards me.
"Abrielle, what do you remember about Neverland?" Neal questioned me while Mr. Gold just looked confused.
"Um, I remember waking up after being kidnapped by crazy people along with Henry who were working for Peter, I remember everyone saying you were dead. How are you even alive?" I ask after my very small rant. I saw Neal let out a small breath of relief.
"Then you don't remember, good." Neal breaths out. I was getting slightly annoyed and my magic slipped out and lightning hit one of the trees. Everyone jumped a little bit except for Peter he was giving me a look that spoke levels but the main one was calm down.
"Abrielle, I will explain everything as soon as we get you and Henry away from here." Neal says as he slowly moves closer to me in a way someone would a threat. I nod in understanding as Neal and Mr. Gold rushes over to where Henry was passed out. Neal picks up Henry and throws him over his shoulder while I look over at Peter as he starts talking again.
"Are you sure you're really saving him, Bae?" Peter state and I realized that he couldn't move at all.
"What could be worse than leaving him here with you?" Neal asks while not really wanting an answer.
"Why don't you ask your father? Sometime the people we should fear the most are the ones closest to us." Peter states.
"W-what's he talking about?" Neal questions but Mr. Gold quickly replies.
"Don't listen to him."
"You mean you haven't told him?" Peter says and I knew what he was doing, he was creating doubt in Neal.
"Told me what?" Neal questions as his voice raises in anger.
"Why, about the prophecy, of course. The prophecy that says you've been tricked. Your father isn't here to rescue your son. He's here to murder him." Peter replies.
Neal turns around and starts to walk away from the compound with a very unconscious Henry on his shoulders and Mr. Gold following behind them. I was about to leave when I hear Peter shout my name, so I turned to look at him.
"This will wear-off soon and then I will find you both. It won't take long. I will have you by my side once more, Pipra." Peter says with a grin but I just turn around and try to catch up with the others. I catch up with them and we continue to keep walking for ten minutes before we stop at their camp. Neal sets Henry down and starts to go off on Mr. Gold, his father, but I go over to Henry to check over him and try to wake him up.
"Hey, Henry. It's me. Hey it's your dad." Neal says as he kneels beside me and tries to wake Henry up.
"I don't think he can hear you." I tell Neal and he starts to argue with his father again. I only started to listen and watch their conversation when Mr. Gold asked Neal to have faith in him. Neal grabbed Mr. Gold's hand and spoke in a whisper.
"You know, when I was living here and sleeping in a cave, I used to dream of you coming to rescue me. But then I'd wake up and remember how you left me behind, and there was only one person who helped me. But you. You left your own son behind for the power of that dagger. How can I think that things would ever be any different?" Neal says as he lets go of his father's hand and a blue glow surrounds Mr. Gold. Neal walks over and picks Henry up over his shoulder while I stand up beside Neal, ready to leave.
"Neal. What are you doing?" Mr. Gold asks his son.
"I'm gonna find Emma and the others and get the hell off this island. Then I'm gonna get my family back home." Neal says as he starts to walk away with me following behind him, but we stop when Mr. Gold calls after us.
"You can't go into the jungle alone. Without my power to protect you, Pan will capture you three!" Mr. Gold says and I walk in front of him.
"I can protect them." I say as I create a fireball in my hand. I walked back over to Neal sort of shocked at what I just did but Neal smiles at me. He looks over at his father.
"We're safer without you. Good-bye, Papa."
After a few minutes of walking I decided that it was time for some answers. I wanted to know what he meant earlier at Peter's compound.
"Neal when we first met, you called my Pipra and other People have also called me that, including Peter. People keep asking me if I remember or asking me to remember. Remember what? What don't I remember? When the curse was broken, everyone regained their memories but I didn't. I still didn't know who I am. Neal, please tell me, who am I?" I plead with him just wanting to know my past.
"When I first met you, it wasn't in Storybrooke, it was here in Neverland. I was 15 when I came here the first time and this was many, many years before the curse happened. Your name was Pipra but the lost boys called you 'mother'. You were the one who would always look after them and care for them. We were friends. You had magic, which I see you have back, you were actually the only one I could stand magic from. I enjoyed your magic." Neal tells me but before I could ask him anything else we walk into a camp and Neal places Henry down. He walks over to the fire-pit and places his hand over-top, then he smiles. It was Emma.
"You were so close to finding her." Peter says announcing his presence as lost boys entered the camp.
"You disappoint me. I thought I taught you better. Never break in somewhere unless you know the way out." Peter reminds him.
"I'll remember that for next time." Neal says.
"Well, there isn't going to be a next time. But don't blame yourself. Your father could have protected you out here, sure. But then who would've protected Henry from him?" I look over at Henry who was across Felix's shoulders.
"I think you forget that I'm still here." I say as I create a fireball in my hand and give Peter a grin that could challenge his any day.
"Oh, I didn't forget about you." he says with a smirk then I felt something hit me in the arm. I look down to see a green glow spread over me and I couldn't move. I look back up at him and gave him a stone cold glare, that caused him to flinch.
"Don't worry I'll teleport you back to the camp." Peter says and turns his attention back to Neal.
"I will get my son back, no matter what it takes." Neal declares as he walks up to Peter.
"You're not gettin it. That's not the problem. You got him. I got him back. It's the game. No, my boy, the real problem for you is that there is no escaping Neverland. No one gets of this island without my permission." Peter exclaims.
"I've done it before." Neal states proudly.
"Did you? Look where you are now. It's like you never left." Peter taunts.
"You saying you let me go?" Neal questions.
"I'm saying everyone's where I want them." Peter says but then Henry groans signaling that he was beginning to wake. "Something to chew on. You know where to take him." Peter says as two lost boys grabbed his arms and dragged him away, screaming after Henry.
"Oh, don't worry. It won't be for very long. Just until I reset the board. See, the game's about to change." Peter says as he walks to me and teleports us both back to the compound. The boys arrive minutes after us and quickly resume dancing and chanting round the fire while Felix places Henry down. I was still 'frozen' so they put me slightly behind a tree just enough to hide me but not so I couldn't see anything. I could see Henry start to stir awake as the boys continued to dance like everything was still the same as before the rescue. Peter was kneeling down with his pipes in his hands waiting as Henry slowly sat up.
"What happened?" Henry asks with a small groan.
"Oh, you fell asleep. Don't worry. It was just a little catnap. The night's still young." Peter says as he looks toward the boys dancing. I tried to struggle free as I felt the magic wearing out and I was almost free when something caught my attention. It was a little boy, he was half hiding the one of the hollowed out trees. He was maybe 6 years old, look nervous about something. When he saw me looking at him he looked shock, I made a little motion with my head for him to walk toward me. I could tell he was hiding something behind his back but I couldn't see what it was.
"Hello." I said in a friendly tone with a smile on my lips.
"Mother? Is it really you? I missed you!" the little boy whisper shouted as he hugged my legs. He pulled back and had a huge smile on his face and I remembered him, it was Keyton, my sweet little Keyton. The magic wore off.
"Keyton, what are you doing up at this hour you should be asleep with the others." I scold him quietly so I wouldn't upset him.
"I couldn't sleep, mother." he says and looks at me with his puppy dog look.
"Okay. If you head to bed right now then in the morning I will let you and the other boys have a little magic show. But you have to go to bed right now." I say and he quickly runs back to the treehouse but he runs back out and hands me my pipes before he runs off again. I smile then I heard Peter making an announcement.
"I'd like to play a song, a song for our guest of honor-Henry." Peter says and begins to play his Pipes. I let him play his pipes for a few seconds to get the boys excited when I started to play my pipes. The enchanting sound of my pipes mixing with Peter's made it's way across the whole compound but instead of Peter playing louder like he usually does, he stops playing. Felix who was sitting beside him stood up so fast I thought he would fall. I continued to play and Peter turned around and stared at me, like he just saw a ghost. I stopped playing and smirked at Peter.
"Hey, Lost King. What's wrong?" I ask as the smirk slowly slips off my face into worry.
"Nothing. Nothing is wrong, lass." Peter says with a smirk now gracing his face. Then he does something so shocking, he walks up and kisses me, in front of the boys. I was to shocked to react, but when the kiss ended and I could finally think, I smiled at Peter then before he could do anything else I kissed him. It was perfect, and it seemed to never end. The next thing I knew, Peter teleported us to our treehouse, on the bed.