Sorry guys for the misunderstanding. FanFiction hates me and kept putting the words in the middle.

I DON'T WANT THEM HERE!

I WANT THEM HERE!

So sorry guys, here's the chapter...

P.S. Midnight, thanks. Now I got that song on repeat ENDLESSLY because... well... I have at least five different versions of Peter Pan in my room plus Peter and the Starcatchers, and now I present you with my three favorite songs:

Lost Boy -Ruth B.

Peter Pan -Kelsea Ballerini

Neverland -Zendaya

Yep. I'm serious. So I'll do that along with the other prompts in a sequel (yes people I'm writing a sequel. Eventually. I got 2 other stories to write first.)

Warning: suggested themes (literally suggested. Yeah, Uma.)

~What Once Was Mine~

Uma knew of Harry's flirty persona. Heck, she secretly loved it when he said her name in his breathtaking (dare she say, sexy) accent.

She just didn't like when he was using it on other girls.

Sure, Gil was sometimes a little fun to mess around with, and helpful when Uma wasn't there and Harry was, er, riled up.

But whenever he was flirting with a someone, Uma kept a watchful eye.

She always labled herself 'concerned' not 'creepy jealous stalker' because one wrong move, the girl was dead. And Uma wasn't the one to have blood on her sword.

Harry was insane. Everyone knew that. Most didn't mind, since without that spark you were good as dead on the Isle. It made his eyes wild, but girls seemed to like that.

But if you hit a certain spot, that insanity would turn against you.

Uma also knew that though his flirting, Harry basically worshipped her and the ground she walked on. He craved her affection to a point it only fueled his insanity.

And lastly, she knew she had feelings back for Harry. Who didn't? She always got lost in those blue eyes, and not to mention how handsome he was. He was loyal to her and would die for her, and just, bringing up that accent again...

It was no doubt she had it bad for the son of Captain Hook, but love was a weakness on the Isle, so she kept it hidden.

Uma was currently serving another customer and keeping a watchful eye on Harry, until, they showed up.

Mal and her gang. The enemies of all at sea.

It wasn't just the children who were unfriendly. Ursula and Maleficent had their squabbles and eventually deemed their partnership over. Anyone living near the docks was alongside Uma and her mother, while inland was living under Mal's reign.

All the Pirates gave wary glances as Uma simply swiped a sword from the sword check, which had been moved near the kitchen entrance.

"Hungry?" Uma sneered. "I'm afraid we don't serve little purple fairies here."

"Hi Shrimpy," Mal said in her monotone voice.

"Oh just here to trash talk?" Uma scowled. "No loitering. Either you get something or you go."

"Scared, huh?" Mal teased.

"Of a little fairy that only lives to please her mother? Yeah right. I bet she always one-ups you and won't let you do all that world domination stuff. Can't have her little 'pumpkin' getting her hands dirty."

Jay growled, become more protective of Mal. Harry merely raised an eyebrow at the other boy. It was rumored they once had a very flirty relationship, but it was broken off by Jay and the two now were at each other's necks.

Uma wasn't sure that was true, but she wasn't one to go around snuffing in the Rotten Four's business. Almost got her head chopped off once for trying it.

"The pixie, snake-boy, and pint-size," Harry chuckled. He barked at Carlos, who tried his hardest not to jump away. Harry chuckled again. "Yer missing one."

"What do you want Mal?" Uma snarled.

"Gil," she replied. "Caught him again on our territory."

"We've been over this, now go away."

Mal strode down the steps so only Uma could hear her. "There's been a rumor spreading around that your first mate has been hitting on Evie."

Uma looked genuinely surprised. "Oh? I never heard it." She licked her lips as she looked at Harry. This would be interesting.

"Now, as much as we don't get along, is like to solve this little mystery. We shouldn't be in the dark about these things."

"Agreed."

xxXXxx

Uma didn't like being kept in the dark about things. If something was happening, she wanted to know.

Especially if that concerned her first mate.

Yes, she knew if the rumor was true, Harry was probably thinking how 'if Uma found out, it'd be the end of us.'

Uma though herself didn't understand why the two were together.

Stop jumping to conclusions, it's just a rumor! she scolded herself. Gosh you sound like a jealous girlfriend. Shut up for the good of you.

But still, Evie and Harry. Those two didn't click in her mind. Evie, the girl who lived in a castle dreaming for a prince, with a pirate. Harry, the pirate who wanted to rule the seas, with a princess.

It just didn't fit.

She growled at another customer that complained. Today was not her day, then again when was it? Point, today was really not her day.

"I wanted the..." the pirate trailed off after the glare Uma gave. He promptly shut his mouth and shoveled down the dry rot.

Uma spun around and faced Gil, who was stuffing down eggs again. "Gil, slow it before you throw up," she ordered. The blond stopped, scrunching up his face at the aftertaste. Uma knew in reality he hated eggs, only eating them so Gaston could deem Gil worthy to be his son.

"Sorry Captain," he said, then realized what he said. "Uh, I mean, yes Captain." He was still trying to stop the apologizing habit, since it was frowned upon, but who could correct him when he looked like a hurt puppy?

Uma was the only one.

She merely rolled her eyes and sighed. "Whatever," she muttered before going back into the kitchen. Her mind wandered to what Mal had said the other day. So far, she had tried keeping tabs on Harry but it seemed impossible after Ursula kept yelling for her to get her butt back in the chip shop.

Was Harry really in something with Evie?

She couldn't help but feel like Alice as curiosity bubbled up in her.

Uma needed to know what Harry was doing.

She was concerned.

Not jealous.

Never that.

Uma knew what she was going to do.

She was going to track him. Tonight. She needed to know for sure.

Uma saw Harry as he walked out of the chip shop. She saw her chance.

Gil, being the helpful friend he tries to be, offered to take night shift for Uma.

She thanked him quietly, a faint smile upon her lips when he practically glowed with happiness, and trailed after Harry, making sure to stay quiet and keep distance.

Silently, Uma moved through the nearly empty streets, keeping that red trench coat within sight. She followed him to a warehouse, where she hid as he went in.

"There you are, Princess." Uma covered her mouth to prevent any sounds, basically fuming as she heard another voice.

"Harry, no one followed us, right?" Blueberry. So the rumors are true. Uma leaned against the wall, trying to hold in her rage.

"Just you and me, Princess."

Yeah right. She needed some way to contact Mal.

If only.

xxXXxx

"Flower, gleam and glow,

Let your power shine,

Make the clock reverse,

Bring back what once was mine,

What once was mine..."

Uma stopped singing to herself as she picked up a rock, glaring and throwing it at the Flying Rocks sign. Kinda obvious, but whatever.

She climbed up the stairs, making her presence know to Mal before she got her head chopped off by Jay or Carlos. Ha, the latter probably couldn't. She'd scare him off.

Uma was greeted with a spraypaint of her face crossed out. "Way to make a girl feel welcome."

Mal appeared from who knows where. "Last time I checked, you weren't."

"And last time I checked, I couldn't just yell for you," Uma replied easily. "Especially after tracking Harry to Blueberry."

Mal seemingly paled for a minute. "So the rumors are true?" Uma smirked, wondering how far she could take this to her rival.

"Yeah, the moans and curses kinda proved it."

Mal turned a little red, from anger or embarrassment at what Uma was suggesting, the young sea-witch didn't know. She smirked further at Mal's reaction.

"I'm so gonna..." she stopped, narrowing her eyes. "Liar."

Uma stared at her nails, uninterested. "Maybe about the other part, but I did here them talking. 'Just you and me, Princess.' Exact words."

"Well, time to spread a little mischief," Mal stated.

Uma grinned at the thought of ratting out Blueberry. "Like old times?"

"Yeah, sure."

xxXXxx

It was a simple plan, get in, interrogate, get out. No need to fight about it.

Uma still couldn't believe she was working with the Purple Pixie.

This was great. Just great.

Uma pushed through the crowd, directing Mal to the warehouse.

It must look funny, she thought. The daughters of Ursula and Maleficent, longtime archenemies, working together. Mal's probably thinking the same thing.

The daughter of Ursula shook her head as she saw the specific beat-up oak pieces tied together misrebly, bricks fillings in some holes, and basically anything in others. "This is it," she declared quietly.

Mal nodded, her eyes glowing. Why they did through the barrier, Uma didn't know. Maybe it was the same way her blood sang for the sea, and every worry washed away after she dove in the murky waters.

On three, the two kicked down the door.

"Well, well, well," Mal said slowly.

A familiar flash of dark blue appeared. Blueberry, of course. "M, what are you doing here?" Evie asked.

Uma scoffed. M? Did Maleficent reduce Mal's name to just M? She knew Mal's real name was Maleficent but her mom didn't see her worthy to carry it, but she didn't know something happened so it was just M now.

Or...

Was it a nickname? Now that would be interesting.

"And what's Shrimpy doing here?"

Scratch that about nicknames. Uma hated them.

"There's been a... rumor going around," Mal said, putting her hands on her hips.

Evie sighed. "Mal..."

Harry appeared, and Uma tried not to growl. "Mal, what are you doing here?" He spat out her name like venom. While the rumors were unsure for Jay, it was very true Mal and Harry had dated a whiles back.

"What are you two doing here?" Mal replied.

Evie crossed her arms. "Mal, I'm happy. Leave me alone."

Mal scoffed and the two started arguing, and Harry turned to Uma.

"Harry..."

"Leave it Uma." She was about to open her mouth to spit something back when he winked.

Oh.

xxXXxx

Uma slammed the door in the captain's quarters. "Explain. Now."

Harry shrugged. "Revenge," he replied. "Break a heart."

Uma sighed with relief.

"Oh my, is the great Uma, jealous?" Harry snickered.

"Concerned," Uma corrected.

"Jealous."

"Concerned."

"Jealous."

"Concerned"

"Just admit it yer jealous," Harry smirked. "Or at least were."

Uma gave a faint smile at his next words. "My hearts only for you, Uma. Nobody else."

"Mal, Jay?" She tried as payback. Harry flinched.

"First girl and boy I loved, didn't work, don't care," he replied easily. "Evie's revenge for ever crossing a Hook."

"Good. For a second I thought I'd have to abandon you."

"Yer not serious."

"What if I am?"

Fin

Meh ending, but whatever. It's Hevie. I can't write Hevie.

Hopefully I can get back in the mood of things.

*hums Neverland* Darn it. Thanks Midnight, a lot. (I'm not really mad just pretending to be) So much. Thank you. Really.

~Evil