Sooooorry for the delay. But you know… uni.

Killy is back in this chapter… but you won't be happy about it. Although the curse does break.

Can somebody explain me what is all that No Curse AU it has everyone freaking out? I'm very lost at the moment.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own OUAT.

Stars are falling.

Lily danced through the jungle humming to herself. She twirled around and ducked under a branch. With a happy laugh she ran to the threes.

"And she's running off again," Killian huffed looking at his nephew.

Jim grinned. "Can you blame her? I want to do the same thing."

Killian snorted and looked out for his daughter, but she had already disappeared through the thick mass of trees.

Lily stopped dead. In front of her Pan smirked with his arms crossed. "Never mind me, go on. It seems our deal has made you awfully happy."

Lily glared at him. "What can I say? Your island it's not a nice place."

"Oh, but don't you like the sun? The tropical breeze? The beach?"

Lily crossed her arms. "What do you want?" she asked him shortly.

Pan smirked. "No need to be so rude. I just need you to relay my message to the Captain," and he snapped his fingers.

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"You are awfully happy," her father noted with a smile once she came back.

Lily grinned at him. "We are finally leaving this island. Do you think we can spend some time in the north? I've missed the cold. Do you know how long it's been since I've seen snow?"

"Over two hundred years?" he guessed with a smile.

"Over two hundred years!" she made a face. "Jimmy still owes me a rematch for that snowball fight."

Jim, hearing his name, turned towards them. "It's not my fault you are awful at throwing snowballs."

Lily gaped at him. "You cheated!"

Jim just sniggered at her indignation but didn't deny her accusation. Killian smiled at them but felt a pang on his chest; they reminded him of he and Liam when they were younger.

"Are you sure we can't take Tink with us?" Lily asked seriously turning to her father.

Killian shook his head. "No one leaves Neverland without Pan's permission, you know that, and he's only letting us leave because I refused to make any more trips and he needed the dust. He knows he can't use us anymore so he's letting us go. Tinkerbell, though, he still needs."

Lily made a face. "But it's not fair! She helped us!"

"I know," he sighed. "And she understands that. She is willing to stay here if that means you can go. Besides, she wants to protect your brother."

Lily opened her mouth to ask why they couldn't take Bae with them but knew the answer without having to ask. Her brother may have had an awful relationship with his father but he wasn't going to help them kill him.

A loud rumbling shook the ground and the three members of the little family shared worried looks. They had fallen behind the members of the crew that had gone with them on that last trip to the island.

"I hope that isn't what I think it is," Killian muttered.

They heard the crashing of some trees falling to the ground. Thunderous footsteps rushed towards them, closer each time. The three of them readied their weapons with equal determined expressions on their faces.

The beast jumped and landed in the middle of the path in front of them. With a swipe of its powerful tail it cleared the trees around them, giving it enough space to move.

It was made of the stuff of your worst nightmares, deformed and huge. If you looked into its red eyes you could see your worst fears reflected on the orbs. Its teeth and claws were bigger than Lily's torso and its breath could freeze a fully grown man on the spot.

"The Neverbeast," Lily breathed out.

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Tayler jumped out of the ambulance and followed the stretcher guarded by a male nurse, Dr. Whale and Emma Swan. The woman was clearly distressed, shaking Henry lightly to wake him up and Tayler wished there was something she could do.

She watched with wide eyes how Dr. Whale argued with the Sheriff as he checked Henry's eyes and mouth and how another nurse applied a bag valve mask over Henry's mouth. Everything else around her just became an annoying blurred noise, the words indistinguishable.

"Tayler!" Emma called, but it sounded like she had been trying a couple of times.

Tayler blinked and tore her gaze apart from Henry to look at the distressed woman.

"Do you have Henry's backpack?" she asked, her voice cracking a little.

Tayler slipped off the bag she'd grabbed at the last minute and Emma snatched it from her. "What's going on?" Tayler asked. "Why is he…?" she gulped. "Was it poison."

"There is no symptom on his body that would suggest poison," Dr. Whale explained. "We need to find an explanation. Right now it's like…"

"Like magic," Emma whispered looking at Henry's book.

Tayler looked worried at the woman. "But magic isn't real."

Emma didn't answer; she just looked at the book in her hands with shock and taking deep breaths.

Tayler heard the Mayor come in. "Where's my son?" she called distressed and walked to stand over Henry, next to Tayler.

"They are trying to stabilize him," she whispered. Tayler could see the pain and worry in Regina's eyes as she took in the small figure of her son, who needed a nurse pumping air in his lungs to keep breathing.

Suddenly Emma grabbed the Mayor's arm, a furious scowl on her face, and dragged her out of the room and into a closet full of cleaning supplies. Tayler just stood there, next to Henry, blinking in confusion.

"What?"

Dr. Whale snorted beside her, looking for Henry's pulse. "I just hope they aren't going to angrily make out on the closet. Now it's not the time."

Tayler's eyes widened. "What?"

"It was just a joke," he explained. "Now I need you to leave the room for a few minutes while the nurses put him in a robe and plug him in."

Tayler knew better than to ask about the plugging thing. "I'll go call my dad," she muttered. "And Paige, too. She will probably want to be here."

She rushed off the room and into the reception. Then she had to beg at the nurse behind the desk to let her use the phone. She even had to use the puppy eyes, her last resort.

But no one could resist the puppy eyes; they were infallible.

"Hey, Dad," she said into the phone, sitting on the nurse's chair.

"Tayler, why are you calling from the hospital? You almost gave me a heart-attack. Are you okay? Is Heidi alright?"

"I'm fine and Heidi is at her piano lessons, or at least she should be. I'm here… I'm actually here for Henry."

Marco paused for a couple of seconds. "Henry? What happened to him?"

Tayler sniffed. "I don't know. He went to talk to Emma and then ate a turnover and he passed out. The doctors are putting a lot of wires and stuff and he wasn't breathing and… I'm scared, Dad."

"Tayler, breathe," Marco told her seriously. "Henry is at the hospital now, he's going to be fine, okay? Dr. Whale will take care of him."

Tayler gulped but decided against telling him of the uncertainty in Dr. Whale's voice. "Okay."

"Do you want me to come?" Marco asked.

Tayler shook her head and then remembered he couldn't see her. "No, it's okay. I'm just going to stay here until he wakes up or something, is that alright?"

"Oh, of course, Ty. It's Friday after all, you can stay as long as you need to," he paused for some seconds. "I'll come to pick you up late tonight, so you can stay as long as possible."

Tayler sighed. "Thanks, Dad," she smiled softly. "I have to go now; the nurse is giving me the bad eye. Bye… Love you too," and she hung up.

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The Neverbeast… some of the members of the Jolly Roger had had the misfortune of encountering that dark beast. None of them had survived.

Lily gulped and her grip on her sword tightened. Beside her, her father and her cousin did the same.

"Captain!" the ten members of the Jolly's Crew, the best of what was left (except for Smee, who was on the Jolly looking after the ship), stood behind the Neverbeast, with panic in their faces and their swords held high.

Jim looked at his uncle. "What do we do?" he asked seriously.

Killian focused. "Alright!" he shouted loud enough for everyone to hear him. "Spread around. Circle it. Don't leave anyone alone."

They obeyed and Lily stood between her father and Bill Jukes, one of the best swordsman in the crew. She knew it was his way of protecting her, even if she didn't need it.

The Neverbeast clawed the earth, and its eyes travelled around the circle surrounding him. A grow started low on its throat and Lily felt goosebumps erupting all over her body. The hair on her nape stood on end and her palms started to sweat.

Jim whimpered, terrified, but stood his ground. He notched one arrow and, holding his breath, let it go.

It bounced off the beast thick fur, and it turned to glare at Jim, unharmed. The Neverbeast growled again and jumped towards the young boy.

Killian and the Italian Cecco fought him off the frightened child, who had frozen on the spot. Alf Mason and Morgan Skylights attacked the beasts behind, taking advantage of its distraction.

The Neverbeast turned, roaring, and in a fluid motion snatched Mason and gobbled him up. Blood splattered everywhere and the crew shouted in anguish.

Thomas Mullins screamed in defiance and ran towards the beast, his sword held high. He managed to cut its front leg before it cut him in half.

"Alright!" Killian screamed. "We need to think this through. No more rushing head-first."

Bill was the one to come up with a strategy. He divided them in three groups, one of three and the other two of four. Lily was with Jamie Parker, William Cookson and Bill. Jim fought with Cecco, Pierre Cotton and Bob Harvey while Killian was on the smallest group with Morgan Skylights and Noddler.

The plan was easy. They were supposed to hide in the woods, then one group would lure the beast to them. The second group would attack the unprotected back while the first group retreated to safety. And then the third group would attack the distracted beast, giving the second group the chance to escape. Finally the first group would go back to attacking, repeating the process.

The first few times everything went as planned. And then things started to go south.

The Neverbeast quickly caught on their scheme and when Lily's group was supposed to attack it and give Jim's team the chance to escape, the Neverbeast was already waiting for them.

"Lily!" Jim screamed.

The beast stepped on William, killing him instantly. Jamie dragged Lily out the reach from the beast and Bill tried to cover them. Killian jumped over to help him, but it was already too late for Bill.

Noodler, whose hands were fixed on backwards, rushed to his Captain's side, and the rest of the crew followed suit, presenting a united front.

"Jamie," Killian spat through clenched teeth his eyes never leaving the Neverbeast. "Get Lily and Jim out of here."

Lily scoffed. "I can take care of myself, Papa, I am not a defenseless child!"

"Neither were them!" he hissed gesturing to what was left of the deceased pirates. "I can't risk it."

Jamie started to tug on Lily's arm, but Jim also refused to move. "Come on," he begged half-heartedly.

Jim saw Killian's warning look and started to walk backwards towards Lily and Jamie. Pierre attacked the Neverbeast to distract it from the young boy, but it happened to be his downfall.

Jim took Lily's hand and squeezed it when Noodler also fell. Jamie put a hand on their shoulders and started guiding them to safety.

"Watch out!" Lily heard Bob scream.

She turned her head. The Neverbeast was running straight towards her father, mouth open in a snarl and eyes narrowed with bloodlust. And Killian… he was kneeling next to Noodler, who was drawing his last breaths.

Lily lunged.

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Tayler stared at her cards. Should she…?

"Ha! Draw four!" she put the card over the rest, carefully of not pressing too hard seeing that their "table" was Henry's stomach.

Paige smirked and showed Tayler another Draw Four. The girl groaned.

"Why do you always do this?"

Paige sniggered. "You just have bad luck. And always use the draws too soon. You have to keep some as a reserve."

Tayler made a face and then drew eight cards from the deck precariously stacked on Henry's collarbone. "Which colour?" she asked begrudgingly.

"Red." Paige exclaimed cheerfully.

Tayler organized her cards and managed to get off five of them, ending in a blue five. She grinned at Paige.

"Nice red," the blonde girl commented before promptly throwing a yellow five, followed by a green one. "UNO," she said and then laid down her last card, a red five. "Do you want to play again?"

Tayler glared at her. "It's the fifth time in a row," she moaned. "I think we can play something else. Something you're not so good at."

Paige whipped her hair. "Good luck with that. I'm good at everything."

They both laughed. Their smiles faded, though, once they looked once again at the sleeping boy.

"Do you think he's going to wake up?" Paige whispered.

Paige had arrived not long after Tayler had called her. In her bag there was a deck of UNO cards, some pen and papers, two bottles of water and some sandwiches.

They had tried to cheer the place up with their laughs and jokes. Using some of the papers they (well, Paige) had made Henry a crown while Tayler drew a moustache and goatee with a bright pink highlighter.

Then they had taken a picture with the two of them grinning at the camera next to the sleeping, crowned and moustached Henry.

"He's strong. He'll be fine," Tayler assured. "He has to," her voice fell.

"What happened exactly?"

Tayler groaned. "I've told you a thousand times," she sunk in her chair. "Henry and Emma were arguing and they fought over a turnover. Henry had it and said something about believing in Emma and then bit the turnover. Then he collapsed."

"And you say Dr. Whale is sure is not poison?"

She nodded. "But I don't know what else can it be," she looked at the door and then leaned in towards Paige. "Emma and Regina are searching for some kind of cure, I think. They said something about going to Gold's shop."

Paige mused. "Gold's shop has many things, but I doubt it has a magical cure. Especially if we don't know what's wrong with Henry."

"Maybe he'll wake up on his own," Tayler said hopefully.

"Maybe," but Paige didn't sound very convinced.

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"No, Harry! Run! Don't go where the basilisk is! He's going to kill you!"

Paige glanced amused at the other girl, who was entranced in the movie they were watching on the tiny hospital TV. Even if Paige knew that Tayler had already watched the Harry Potter films more than once, she always acted like it was the first time.

"Oh, look, there is Tom. I hate that guy. HE'S VOLDEMORT, you stupid kid! STAB THE DIARY!"

Paige heard a muffled giggle and turned to look at the door. It was Emma Swan, who wore an amused smile hiding the distress on her eyes.

Tayler felt Paige's nudge and turned. She blushed when she saw Emma Swan at the door, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I like Harry Potter," she excused herself.

Emma walked to stand next to her son and a surprised snort escaped her lips at the sight of her son with a paper crown and a pink moustache and goatee. She glanced at the two sheepish girls and shook her head fondly.

"We probably should go," Paige said. "I promised my mom I would be home no later than half past ten and it's already ten."

Tayler knew she also wanted to give Emma some privacy with her son. She stood up, ruffled Henry's hair, fixed his crown and grinned at Emma. "We can come back tomorrow morning, right? Maybe he'll have woken up by then."

Emma smiled softly at the two girls. "Of course. Good night, girls."

Paige and Tayler were almost out of the door when the man ran into them. The three of them stood in silence for a moment, watching at each other. Well, the man was mostly looking at Paige with a hopeful glint on his eyes.

"Whoops, sorry, sir," Tayler said. "Come on, P, or you'll be late and your mum will kill you."

Paige groaned. "You're right. Last time I came five minutes late she grounded me for a whole week. And it was all your fault," she added.

They started walking again towards the door. "My fault?" Tayler gasped with mock surprise. "What do you mean?"

Paige pushed her and Tayler giggled, standing on her tiptoes to mess up with her hair. Then she started running before Paige could retaliate.

The man stood on the middle of the dark hospital corridor, watching them leave with a pained and angered expression on his face. He clenched his fists.

"Regina," he spat under his breath.

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Her sword sunk on the Neverbeast neck, right on the jugular. Dark blood trickled along the sides of the blade, staining Lily's hands. The Neverbeast whipped his head, sending Lily flying through the meadow, but the harm was already done.

Its movements were sluggish, not as fast anymore. The remaining pirates were quick at finishing it off, attacking everywhere. Killian was the one to stab the creature's heart, a wicked smile spreading through his face when it stilled under him.

"It's dead!" he announced out loud.

The pirates cheered and Killian, with a big grin, looked for his daughter. He frowned at not seeing her in the middle of the clearing and looked under the trees.

He saw her slumped figure and rushed to her. Her breathing was fast and he frowned, the blow shouldn't have been lethal, she'd only crashed into a couple of trees. She'd had worse.

But then he took a good look at the plant she'd landed on. His blood ran cold, his stomach churning painfully, his head spinning.

Dreamshade.

And for the looks of it she had landed on a lot of thorns.

"No, no!" he dragged her out of the plant. "Lily, come on!"

Her eyes were wide. "It hurts," she mumbled.

The veins on her cheek started to turn dark. There was too much poison on her blood, it was spreading too fast.

"No, Flower, hold on!" he gathered her in his arms. "Hold on. I'll get you to the stream, just… Please, hold on," he begged as he started to run through the trees.

Lily raised one hand, dark tendrils of poison already running to it, and brushed his cheek. His throat closed up and tears started gathering on his eyes. His knees faltered but he kept pushing on; he had to get her to the stream, he had to.

"Don't give up," he told her brokenly. "Stay with me, please," he felt one tear run down his cheek and she caught it with her fingers. "I can't lose you too."

Lily swallowed thickly, her breaths pained. "I-I'm sorry, Papa" she breathed out. "I love you," her eyes started to cloud with the pain.

"No, no, no," he shook her in his arms. "Don't say goodbye, Lily. Don't you dare. Hold on. We're almost there."

But they weren't and Lily knew that. She focused on the specks of sky she could see through the trees, her eyes searching for the stars. "So pretty…" she mumbled.

Lily's lips parted on a last sigh and her body stilled. Her eyes remained open, watching the stars but not really seeing them, unfocused and glassy.

Killian's legs gave up under him and he fell to his knees on the floor. "Please, Lily, please. Don't leave me," he shook her. "Come back to me, stay with me, please," his voice broke and heartrending sobs tore through his chest. "I love you, I need you. Please, wake up."

He rested his forehead against hers. His words dissolved into a broken string of pleas. His tears ran free and fell on her cheeks so it looked like she'd been crying too. He clutched her small, lifeless body closer to him and threw his head back.

His anguished scream reverberated all through the jungle. And then he broke down completely.

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The sun tinted the clouds orange and pink. The sea was also full of colors, still as it was, reflecting the sunrise.

Tayler sighed, calmly, and her fingers flew over the sketchbook. She was using Paige's colors, trying to freeze the landscape just as it was.

It was also helping her forget the nightmares that had plagued her that night. Not that she remembered them, but the uneasy feeling still remained. They were worse than usually, and Tayler was sure part of her worry for Henry had seeped through her dreams.

She had gone to the beach, still in her PJ's, at six o'clock and stayed in the cold, clutching her blanket tightly until the sun rose, filling the dark with brightness. She matched her breaths to the soft sound of the waves washing upon the sand and her heart returned to its normal beat.

Tayler was standing up, deciding that a quarter to eight was a good time to get back home. She could get dressed and go visit Henry at the hospital.

But then she felt a wave of something crash into her. Something that felt like love and light and sunshine.

"You… Are you my sister?"

"Don't say goodbye, Lily. Don't you dare."

"He's gone, Tiger Lily. And he won't come back."

"It's the Princess!"

"Because I never loved you"

"So that means that you are my cousin?"

"I guess we'll just have to have faith in her."

And Lily remembered.

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Lily groaned. Her head hurt like hell and her throat was raw.

She blinked, the light of a bonfire burning her eyes. "Wha-?" she sat up, her head swimming.

Pan smirked at her. "Well, hello there."

Lily frowned at him. "Where am I?" suddenly she remembered and her eyes widened. "Where's my father? How am I… how am I still alive?"

Pan waved her off. "Oh, you were never in any danger," he said. "Remember that little talk he had?"

Lily tried to remember. "You told me you needed me to relay a message to my father," she said.

"You were the message," he told her. "I made an illusion of you, a very difficult trick. Very powerful magic was needed."

Lily scowled. "Why? How was I the message? I don't understand."

Pan patted the spot next to him on the cliff he was sitting. Lily scoffed but sat next to him, her feet dangling over a hundred feet of air.

"Everybody thinks you're dead," he said.

Lily tilted her head. "But I'm not."

"But the point is… everybody thinks you are. Your father does. Take a look," he gestured to the ocean.

Lily narrowed her eyes. In the vast sea there was a speck of brown. It was the Jolly Roger, and it made a smile break her face. If she squinted her eyes, she could see her father at the helm.

And then the Jolly started to soar, lifting in the air. It glowed green; Lily guessed it was because of the fairy dust. She scowled.

"Hey! What's going on? Where are they going?"

Pan smirked. "The Enchanted Forest, I guess," he said. "It was the deal, wasn't it? I would give you some of the fairy dust and let you fly away from Neverland."

"They can't be leaving, not without me," she said. "My father wouldn't abandon me here."

"He does believe you are dead," Pan reminded her.

Lily shook her head. "He can't leave me!"

"He's gone, Tiger Lily. And he won't come back," Pan told her trying not very successfully to show his sadness. "All magic comes with a price," he said. "And your father's price to pay was you."

Lily's face fell, her head shaking slightly. "He's really gone?" but it was more like a statement.

"I'm sorry," he said.

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So… there is it. Now you know just like Lily does. Were you expecting something like this? Poor Killian.

Katymint: She hasn't had had a very important role, but she's only a child and she doesn't remember, so she couldn't do much. Except draw on Henry like a good friend. It kind of makes it difficult to feel sad when Emma kisses Henry awake if he's wearing a paper crown and has a pink moustache and beard, don't you think?

MW.