Hi, so here is another chapter. As I said before this arc is not Belle friendly as Giselle is very much a Daddy's girl and the whole Will thing was just destruction of the Wonderland story for me so please if you are a fan best to wait until Season 5.

There is a new point of view in this story. It's not Belle but as someone asked don't worry that will be coming soon in Season 5.

And Giselle gets a little bit of a makeover. I said in the beginning that Crystal Reed was the face cast for Giselle so if you want to know what she looks like type in Crystal Reed short hair and you'll see what I mean.

Disclaimer-Nothing is mine.

Also I am having trouble with my laptop (insert eye roll) and I hope it will be resolved soon but If not it might be a wait until the next chapter is posted please keep that in mind.

There are only a few more chapters left of Season 4 as this is a short season.

And let me know what you think please.

Paradise Lost

Chapter 36-Fury

As Giselle locks herself away for six weeks in which to grieve and plot revenge, Killian attempts to desperately reach his daughter and atone for his past sins, Gold plots to get back into town and it takes a surprising person to force Giselle to admit that she might not want to be alone (surprise and new point of view next chapter)

"Nothing inspires forgiveness quite like revenge" (Scott Adams)

Storybrooke. Kilian's Perspective.

Six weeks. Six glorious weeks of peace. No monsters, no demons, no worries (well of the life-threatening kind) and more importantly no Dark One. No need for constantly trying not to fantasise about his revenge. No need to let Milah's ghost dictate what was happening in his life. No need to wake up in the night seeing that scaly hand clutched around her red beating heart.

But it also came with a downside. Because no Dark One meant no Giselle.

Killian had been right in thinking that she would not take this lying down. Belle had entered a tentative relationship with that completely uncouth idiot Will Scarlett who was still in love with his wife and trying to find his way back to her. Killian wasn't sure if it had gone past two people desperately in love with other people (and he was not one to judge either way) but when the news had leaked around the town he was fully prepared to see Giselle temper in full making her opinion known.

Only there was nothing.

She had gone home that night and simply not opened the door again for six weeks. The locks had been changed that night on both the shop and the house-the locksmith had confessed to being paid double-and when he had cut Belle a key they had found one of Gold's protection spells on both of them linking it to Giselle and only Giselle. Not even Regina could crack it, nor did she seem to want to. Heroes aside the Dark One had been a mentor too her and a friend for a time and while she didn't say it she made her disapproval over the whole situation known.

Belle had moved into the apartment in the library and hadn't said a word.

Several times Killian had gone over to the house in order to speak to her. he had slept outside it one night, but she had refused to open the door. Snow White made something called a pot pie and left it outside the house. The pie dish had been gone the next morning, so Killian supposed that she was eating.

But nothing was worse than Giselle's self-isolation. Hell, he had thought the fury was bad in the beginning, this was so much worse. He found himself stopping by the house every morning in order to knock on the door just to see if today was the day that she would open it too him.

Once he had confessed to the wooden door that he just wanted to hear her voice. She had switched her phone off and when Emma had made a comment about Giselle technically being a minor it had been Regina who had pointed out that Giselle was perhaps more capable of looking after herself than most of the town something neither his Swan nor he could disagree with.

But he missed her.

Gods he missed her.

And it didn't help his mind to know that she still had the dagger. She had refused entry to anyone in the house and still had hold of the most dark and powerful magical object known to man.

However again it had been Regina who had been the voice of reason. Gold must have had a safe, she pointed out, but they were getting worried. They were close Killian knew to finding a way to liberate the fairies from the hat and there was no way they could do it without the dagger. Regina had to be the one to wield it and Giselle was the only one who could give it to her.

No matter how much he relaxed he couldn't help but wonder what his now unstable, angry daughter was going to do next. She had inherited a combination of both his temper and Milah's, she had been raised by one of the most volatile monsters alive and Bae had hardly been a pacifist.

And this was Belle…no…he knew his spawn well…somewhere, somehow, someday she would exact her revenge.

And he hoped he would have the strength to stand by her when she did.

But for now, now he just missed his baby girl all over again.

Storybrooke. Leroy's Perspective.

Leroy hadn't really planned to go to the big house where Mr Gold had lived with his daughter for so long. It was strange, the curse had been gone for, so many years and it was still Mr Gold and still that 'big house' on the corner of the road. During the curse Mr Gold had been the strict, terrifying but somewhat fair (meaning he gave you warning if he was going to put the rent up even if he didn't accept your excuses for why it was late) and Giselle Jones had simply been Scarlett Gold the dark-haired girl that kept herself to herself in the corner with a coffee and a book.

It was hard to reconcile that girl with the one that was here now, and it was hard to reconcile what had taken place. Personally, Leroy had been shocked at the story surrounding Giselle and it took a lot to shock him and while the town was free of a menace and they could all sleep a lot sounder in their beds there was a good deal of muttering going around that perhaps a trial rather than a banishment would have been better for the family.

And Giselle Jones had not been seen in six weeks.

It was Granny that had passed him a lasagne and told him to take it to the Gold house. She gave him a look that promised him no bacon for a month if he didn't and that was why he was here standing in front of a door feeling (and no doubt looking) ridiculous.

And really someone had to do something because when the Captain wasn't with Emma then he was often or not slumped in a booth in Granny's with a glass of rum in his hand and that was just bringing down the décor. Not that Leroy cared you understand…but…well…Nova was trapped in that hat and they needed the dagger to…un-trap her. If that was even a word.

He knocked on the door once.

"Err…Giselle…Err…This is Leroy"

A voice in his head that sounded very much like the Evil Queen told him he sounded like an idiot which he knew was probably very true.

"Granny asked me to drop by some lasagne and tell you to stick in the oven for half an hour or until the cheese bubbles whichever one comes first…" he paused and then because apparently Leroy had not suffered enough decided to venture a suggestion.

"Look err…If you want to speak to someone impartial…if you…look what I'm trying to say is that if you want to talk I can listen…Hook, he misses you a lot and I know that Belle getting together with that newbie Will Scarlett must have pissed you off but…look I'm not gonna tell anyone what you told me."

Oh god he was sounding insane. There was a reason why Archie was the one that was paid to do this and not him. He dumped the lasagne on the floor.

"Sister, ain't nobody gonna shoot you for your feelings" he said finally in case that was the reason she was hiding herself away. Leroy didn't know much about Giselle's parentage other than a slightly reformed pirate, but he knew enough of Hook's reputation to know that he had been dangerous, and her mother had by all accounts been married to the Dark One before running off with a pirate and that…well…that took some balls in Leroy's book.

There was second when he thought about telling her he was leaving but he thought better of it.

However just as he was turning around to go down the steps to his car he heard a creaking noise and he realised with a sudden swooping in his stomach that she had actually opened the door.

Fuck.

Well there was nothing to do was there? He grabbed the lasagne, sent a quick plea that she didn't go all 'Baby Dark One Pirate Princess' on him or whatever it was that she was and then stepped inside the Dark One's house.

It was dusty and musty and dark, Leroy could see that Giselle had shut all the curtains. He peered into the dining room that was too grand for what he supposed had once been three people, all of the china had been smashed, photographs on the floor, half of Belle's library had their pages torn out and the books were stomped on, at least two chairs were smashed and the mirrors and the glass in the cabinets had shattered.

Boy he thought, she had really gone to town on this place.

Leroy really wished he wasn't impressed with the damage that the girl had done.

He moved into the sitting room dumping the lasagne on the hallway table and shutting the door behind him.

If he wasn't looking for her he wouldn't have seen her in the darkness, sat on the couch in what looked like a little nest of blankets. There were empty pizza boxes around and what looked like two empty vodka bottles, half a gin bottle gone, and the neck and shoulders of the rum gone as well.

Leroy winced as he took in Giselle. She was slumped watching him her hair lank, her eyes dead and she was wearing an old stained sweatshirt that came to her knees and socks that looked to well branded to be anyone's other than Golds. At least one suit jacket was on the side of the table and then suddenly a wave of anger flashed through Leroy just by looking at her.

Belle might have had the right in banishing him eventually but my God she had not thought about what this girl would go through. Hook would be horrified by this. Good God, Leroy was horrified by this.

Giselle reached for the bottle of gin poured herself a generous shot into the mug she had clasped in her hands and watched him with a dead expression.

"What do you want" she said finally. Her voice was gone, low and horse and broken, and Leroy guessed by the paleness of her skin and the red rings mixing in with the dark circles under her eyes it was because she had cried and screamed her voice away.

Fuck, had she really spent six weeks like this?

God it was a good thing she hadn't opened the door to Hook. Poor bastard would have probably had a fit.

He dithered upon answering her question. He could lie, but this was someone who had lived with the Dark One and therefore he was pretty sure she would read him like a book and throw him out. Therefore, he decided honesty was the best policy.

"Regina thinks she's found a way to get the fairies…to get Nova out of the hat and to do that she needs the dagger"

Giselle took a swig of gin.

"So I just hand the dagger over to my enemies then? Hand over the one ounce of protection I have? Dream on Leroy"

"Since when was Hook your enemy?"

Giselle shrugged.

"Your…The Dark One took his heart Giselle, he was going to kill Hook had Belle not turned up, you gonna tell me you were okay with that?"

"No" Giselle said after a pause. "But…well you wouldn't understand. You see him as a monster, I never could, and even after learning what he had done, I still loved him because I could reconcile myself to what he was. Because at the end of the day he was my father. Moreover, Belle, and Emma and Hook took that away from me bit by bit, everything I knew has gone, the security I had, the life I had and they all just sit around pretending to care, making me feel like a freak for loving someone unconditionally. You know Leroy I thought once in a bizarre kind of way that that might be the only thing that Belle and I ever had in common. That we could see past what he was doing and could stand by him because we knew, he would not let anything happen to us. I thought she knew he wouldn't change at least not all of himself when she walked down the aisle with him and now she's tossed him aside and found someone according to you, younger and in more need of saving"

She took another gulp finished off her mug and then tipped the last of the bottle in again. Leroy sighed.

"I know sister," he said heavily because he did. He too had thought the Dark One invincible. He had never truly believed he would allow himself to be captured that easily in the Enchanted Forest and he had thought that Belle knew what she was getting into. In addition, he remembered what Giselle had been like when she had seen Gold go both times now. His heart could not help but go out to her soft old thing that he was.

"He's not coming back," Giselle said looking at him her eyes over bright for the first time in the entire conversation. "Everything's a mess and I have nobody at my back…and don't say Hook because you and I both know he is Emma's man through and through"

"He was your mother's man first," Leroy said quietly. Giselle stared at him and for once, he knew he had grabbed her attention. "He was your man too. He is your Dad and yeah he might be all smiles and kisses with Emma but he misses you like hell"

Giselle snorted once drinking deeply again and Leroy had honestly had enough because Giselle was seventeen not seventy and certainly not broken enough to drink herself to death. With a firm grip he pulled the mug out of her hand and dusted the two bottles away.

"You know what I think you should do sister?" Moreover, gods help him he knew this was going to come back one day and kick him in the ass but she looked so defeated he could not help himself.

"I think you should get off your backside and fight. Fight to be taken seriously in this town, fight to be a real contender. Fight to get that dagger back into your possession if that is what you want. You have a chance now to be someone outside of Gold's control and that might seem scary but you and I both know you did it before and that was when you were younger and did not have the strength that you do now. Because right now sitting inside your house and drinking yourself to death is letting, the people of this town pity and degrade you as some stupid child who was manipulated by the Dark One, another victim of his crimes. And I will tell you right now the woman I knew who went to confront Captain Hook twice, who went to Neverland and battled Lost Boys and who shot flying monkeys out of the sky didn't have time for that shit"

Giselle stared at him for a long moment and it seemed to Leroy that she was coming to an almighty decision in her head about whether or not she had it in her for another fight, she stared at her hands for a second and then finally she nodded.

Leroy breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm gonna stay here for a while and clean up this place you go take a shower and get into some clean clothes, I'll have this lasagne on the table when you come down"

"I hid the dagger you know" Giselle said a hint of a smile on her face.

Leroy grinned at the normalcy of her tone.

"Didn't expect anything less sister. Now go, I'll take one of these expensive bottles of whiskey as pavement for my good deed of the month"

And this time Giselle Jones really did smile.

Storybrooke. The Next Day. Killian's Perspective.

They had finally found a way to atone for the deeds that he had committed under the Dark One's control and while Emma tried to assure him it wasn't his fault he could not help but feel relieved by the idea that some good was going to come out of the last few weeks.

However, they still had one snag; they were in Regina's office. She, the Charming's, Emma and Belle and it was clear that they would be in here for a while until they managed to confront the problem in the room. Giselle had the dagger, they needed it and Giselle had locked herself a way so far in herself that it was almost impossible to get to her. Again.

The Charming's and Belle were all for reason though Killian knew that that would not work. Giselle was too angry, too hurt and far too much Milah's daughter to allow this to stand. Regina was all for brute force and Killian refused to let that happen. Even Emma was leaning towards making Giselle give up the dagger and he wasn't sure if he could stand making the decision between Emma and Giselle because he was pretty sure he knew in his heart of hearts who that was going to be.

Gods the things parents did for their children. He had never experienced a bond like this before. Even when Giselle was pushing him away, he knew one click of her fingers and he would drop everything and be there by her side.

"Anyway" Regina was saying and he realised that she was looking at him. Forcing himself to focus on the conversation, he looked at her.

"Any ideas on how to manage that daughter of yours?"

He was about to open his mouth-though what he was about to say he did not know because at that moment the door swept open and Giselle stepped in looking cool and collected like she had been gone a day and not nearly two months.

Killian could not help but gaze at her and then he realised what was different about her. Gone was Giselle's dark hair, she had cut it shorter so it was just brushing her coat which was black and tucked in tightly around her. She was wearing a white dress that clinched in the waist with a belt and dark heals and she looked a little too much like a young Regina for Killian's peace of mind. She sat down in the chair at the desk and folded her legs around her as if this was her office and then she looked up at Regina with such a polite smile on her face that still somehow seemed to show distain for this kind of proceedings.

"You wished to see me?" she asked politely. Regina sat down behind her desk and Killian looked at the Queen then. She was not staring at Giselle he realised with a jolt of appreciation, as if she was the Dark One's daughter-she was staring at her as if she was an equal, a power player in this great game.

Which he supposed was what his daughter was now.

"You cut your hair" Belle stated.

Giselle didn't rise to the bait, didn't even turn her head, in fact she gave no knowledge that she had even heard Belle speak or that she was in the room. In truth the new haircut looked good on her, it emphasised the cheekbones in her face and the edges of her jaw. He would miss the dark locks he knew but…well…hair grew back.

"Yes" Regina said in the moment of silence. "We need the dagger"

"To rescue the fairies I know" Giselle said smiling pleasantly "And you can have it…only when you are done with it I will be taking it and it will remain in my keeping"

Snow White shook her head and Killian could not blame her because the last person he wanted to have control of the most dangerous magical object in the world was his emotionally unstable daughter.

Regina snorted. "How do I trust you with it?" she said finally. Giselle smiled. "The same way we trust you not to turn back to the Evil Queen, or the same way we trust Belle over there to keep her legs shut…oh no wait we don't…that's because Will Scarlett is around and…" she turned to Belle and the smirk on her face was so innocent it was dangerous. "A married man grieving his wife? Really, Darling? I'd say have some class but…" she looked Belle up and down who blushed painfully red and looked away and then turned her back on her.

It was a magnificent insult and worthy Killian admitted to himself, of her mother. Regina smoothed her expression as Giselle's eyes turned to her.

"Faith"

Regina leaned back in her chair and Killian knew that Emma could have used her own magic to set the room on fire and nothing would have stopped the mental conversation that was going on between the woman who had been taught by Rumpelstiltskin and the woman who had considered him a father.

"Very well" Regina said leaning back in her chair. Giselle smiled and stood up smoothing her coat down and reaching for her bag. She patted her now short hair.

"I'll see you when you text me the address with the dagger" she said and then she turned to face him, her face had lost that smooth mask he so detested and smiled at him and this time it was a genuine smile.

"You wanna go get some coffee and talk?" she said finally and Killian took that to mean his daughter was offering him an olive branch. He nodded.

"Aye darling" he said standing up. Sometime later he would learn of the Chernabog, he would learn of the three Queens of Darkness, or at least the two at the gates and he would learn about what Leroy had done with his daughter-and he would have to buy the dwarf more than one pint to make up for it-but for now he was with his daughter.

For now, that was enough.

And there we go, please read and review.

Next Chapter-As Gold consolidates his major plan Giselle realizes that for once she has to put herself first. Killian on the other hand is sucked into a new danger that will change his and Emma's relationship for good.