Enchanted Forest

Has the need for power corrupted me so greatly that I am willing to commit the most heinous sin.

Currently I'm hiding behind a rock seeking out my prey.

I spot the ship in the distance.

Perfect.

I go to open my mouth but stop myself.

There's no going back from this.

Is power really worth it.

A tiny voice pops un in my head, could this be the last of my Conscience.

However a larger voice eggs me on, the Victor that demands justice for our mother, demands the pirates that killed her meet their just desserts.

I will show rumple I'm worth teaching and have justice for my mother.

Into the sea,

Hold you close to me,

Slide beneath the waves,

Down into the caves.

Kiss me my love

I can feel the enchantment flowing through me.

The boat is turning.

Come rest in my arms,

Live your dreams with me,

Slide beneath the sea,

Come to me my love,

Forget the land above

The waves are slamming against the ship, as if they were trying to warn the occupants of the danger they were willingly sailing towards.

Slide beneath the waves,

Down into the caves,

The shattering of wood and cries of alarms and pain fill my ears.

I come to my senses.

What am I doing?

I stop singing.

But it's to late.

The remains of the ship and passengers litter the sea.

"My my dearey."

Swirling to my left i see rumple, he's perched on the bed of rocks overlooking the carnage, much like when we first met.

"I didn't think you had it in you."

My brain seems to still be processing my actions for I don't respond.

"Tomorrow morning 6:00 the front garden, now don't be late dearie you may have my tutelage but that doesn't mean you shall keep it."

Rumple disappears into a could of purple smoke.

Feeling utter revolution at myself and my actions I flee the scene, not being able to bare to see my destruction a moment longer.

I swim and swim until I physically can't anymore, until my tail aches, until my vision darkens.

Grasping my bracelet with my grief induced mind i transport myself to the one place I feel safe.

The one person who Makes me feel special.

I land on a marble floor mermaid tail and all before succumbing to the darkness.

Before I completely drift off I feel warm hands grasp my shoulders.

The next time I open my eyes it's dark.

As my clouded mind begins to focus I start to take in my surroundings.

Even in the darkness I recognise the silhouettes of the hat towers, what I notice next is the soft bedding underneath me, I was on a bed.

The sound of light snores and the breeze of a slight air was blowing on my left.

Reaching over I came into contact with skin, moving my hand up further I felt lips, then a nose, the slight stubble grazed my hands, eyelashes tickled my fingers which wound themselves into shaggy hair.

Knowing right away who was next to me a smile graces my face and I turn around.

Jefferson was laying next to me sound asleep.

I couldn't help but admire him.

He was so beautiful.

He looked So peaceful, looking at him right now you would think he were just a regular man, a Prince even.

As if sensing my stare Jefferson brows scrunched together before his eyes fluttered open and landed in mine.

Neither one of us spoke, both communicating with our eyes, words not needed.

A start tear fall down my cheek.

With his thumb Jefferson wipes the tear away before bringing in to his lips and sucking it.

Like he could inhale my pain for me.

That breaks the barrier, tears stream down my face like a waterfall.

Jefferson is swift to gather me into his arms and pull me close.

My silent cry's turn into full sobs.

"Sh Sh Sh I've got you, it's okay." Jefferson whispers on-top of my head.

Desperate to get closer i nuzzle my head into his neck, breathing in deep I assaulted by hints of Oakwood.

"I did something unforgivable." I mumble into Jefferson's neck once I've composed myself.

Jefferson doesn't say anything but holds me tighter, letting me go at my own pace.

"Remember when you asked me who I worked for and I didn't tell you." By the way his chin keeps hiting my head I can only assume that means he's nodding.

"Well that was because I work for rumplestiltskin."

I heard my breath, waiting for the reaction.

Waiting for the disgust.

Waiting for the hate.

"I know."

Pardon?

Tilting my head up to look into his eyes I question him.

"You did? how?"

Jefferson moved his eyes to my bracelet.

"Your enchanted bracelet, many years ago I stole that very bracelet for rumplestiltskin."

Jefferson knows rumple?

"You worked for rumple?"

Jefferson tilted his head.

"Well… I procured items for him. I didn't really work for him but if he needed something I would get it for him for payment of course."

"So your like a treasure Hunter?"

Jefferson raised his eyebrow and perused his lips.

"I suppose you could call it that. So are you going to tell me what had upset my usually happy girl?"

"I killed 12 people today."

Might as-well rip the bandages off.

I expected Jefferson to pull away from me, to yell at me, to call me a monster, to tell me he never wants to see my again, however he does neither of these, instead he pulls me to him tighter.

Taking that as my cue I continue on with my story.

"Rumple wanted me to prove myself to him, to prove I was worth teaching and then I discovered the ship that had killed my mother and the crew that murdered her,I'll never forget their faces. I thought what a perfect way to prove to rumple I was worth it. By killing the crew that took the life of my mother. And that's what I did using my siren call I had the crew sail right into the the sharp rocks."

I Finnish my story.

Everything is quiet.

Jefferson has yet to say a word.

His face completely void of emotion gives no clue to his feelings.

"Do you regret it?"

"I…."

Did I regret it?

Of course i….

"I don't know."

Those pirates took the life of my mother.

"Was it justice or revenge?"

"Perhaps a bit of both, I don't know."

"Would you take a life again for pleasure?"

For pleasure?

"Defiantly not."

How anyone could do that for fun was incomprehensible.

"If it was between life and death?"

"Probably."

If it was between me or someone I loved and them , I would pick myself.

A smile graces Jefferson ashen face.

"Then that makes you a far better person than most people I know, myself included."

Jefferson's comment perked my interest.

"You've taken a life?"

Running his index finger up and down my nose Jefferson nodded.

"For much more selfish reasons than you?"

"Will you tell me?"

Tangling his fingers in my hair Jefferson pulled me in close.

"Perhaps some other time."

Those were the last words I heard before I succumbed to darkness.