Something Wicked This Way Comes

by Dreamlessly17

In the blink of an eye, the entire town of Storybrooke disappeared, only to reappear a year later. The residents of the small town have no memory of how they got there, they only know that people have gone missing. People like the devious Peter Pan. Will Aria be able to find her love before a wicked wind comes her way?

1. Chapter 1

Chapter One: No One Mourns the Wicked

AN: I hope you all enjoy the first chapter of Something Wicked This Way Comes. This first chapter and will take place entirely in the Enchanted Forest. It will cover the first 6 months of their time there and the next chapter will follow the second half of the year. I do not have a schedule for this as things are getting pretty hectic around here.

~Once~

Aria's Perspective:

The curse morphed into a vortex and the force of it felt like it could rip the skin right off me. It was horrible and it felt like we were in there for hours, even though it was probably seconds. Suddenly, everything stopped, and I could solid ground beneath my feet again. I removed my face from Peter's shirt and looked around, we had made it. I looked down at myself and gone were my clothes tunic styled shirt and jeans and in their place was a simple pale green dress I often wore when I lived with Regina in her castle after my father abandoned be there.

"Snow? What happened?" A feminine voice asked.

"We're back," Snow replied sadly.

"We're back." I repeat softly, before turning my face up to look at Peter. He nodded. I take his hand knowing how hard all of this must be for him, coming back to the place where he lived in so much pain. And the fact we can't return to Neverland was hurting him as well. He gave me a soft smile.

"BOYS!" Peter shouted to his men. Several answered his call, but some lagged back. I watched Peter's eyes narrow in anger, but he didn't say anything, "Scout the area, we need to find a good place to set up camp."

"Actually, I know just the place." I tell him.

"Where?"

"The Hundred Acre Wood. One of the borders runs along the sea, and it's far enough away that we shouldn't be bothered, even if someone did trek into the woods, they wouldn't stay long the talking beast will scare them off. "

"And what's preventing them from running us off?" Peter asked.

"I'm sure we can work out a deal with them."

"Jax, Eric, head …" Peter started before looking at me.

"Head Northwest from here about a half a day's journey. If you get lost most people can point you in the right direction."

"Right, Eric and Jax head to the Wood. And you four, scout the area for a place for us to rest for the night and make sure we're far away from the others." Peter told them. The boys nodded and ran off to do his bidding.

After the scouts had been sent out, Neal appeared a few moments later. Peter and Felix instantly formed a curtain in front of me.

"Uncle." Neal greeted curtly.

"Nephew," Peter replied sarcastically, "How can I help you?"

"I want to know what you did to my father."

"I left him groaning and curled up on the ground and I haven't seen him since."

"Don't lie to me!" Neal demanded, "What have you done with him?"

"I'm not lying, dear nephew, last time I saw your precious Papa he was writhing on the floor of his shop. I then left so I could search for Aria."

"Look me in the eye and swear to me what you said is true."

Peter arranged himself so he could look Bae dead in the eye.

"I have no idea where you father has gone."

"Okay," Neal replied, "But if I find out you're lying, and you've done something to him I will hunt you down and kill you myself."

"Understood." Peter said, "I'm happy to know we'll never have to see each other again then."

"Peter?!" I exclaim.

"Hush, Love," he said softly over his shoulder, "So, what will you do now, nephew?"

"I'm going to go look for him. "

"Well, happy trails." I say sarcastically from behind my boys, "But don't be to put out when I say I hope you're unsuccessful."

Felix snickered.

"Thanks." Neal snapped at me. But in his defense, I did basically say that I wish his father dead. With that Neal turned on his heal and headed back to Belle.

"I think you've spent too many years with me love, you're starting to become very rude." Peter teased turning back to me. I gave him a grin as I shrugged. He just shook his head and place a hand behind my neck and pulled me closer so he could place a kiss on my forehead.

"We should probably move closer to the woods; the townsfolk keep glaring at us." Felix said glaring at the townsfolk himself.

"Alright boys move out." Peter called out. The boys followed us we moved away from the people of Storybrooke before some of the Dwarves got violent. As they (cough) Grumpy (cough) were apt to do that.

A few hours past and the scouts who were sent out for a spot for the night came back and we were about to head out when I noticed David talking to my father. I start to move forward but stop short when I realize what I'm doing. I turn around and see Peter watching me with a look that's half angry and half…regretful?

"Go, love. I'll wait."

"But…"

"Go." Peter ordered softly I nod and head to my father. I reach him as the Prince and him to finish their conversation.

"Papa?" I say softly. He turns around looking very surprised.

"Aria!" he says in shock.

"Where are you going?"

"To look for the Jolly Rodger, then I plan on pillaging, plundering and doing what I please."

"Back to the pirate's life you." I reply, "So the girl got away and you're trading the white cowboy hat back for the three corner one."

"It's what I'm good at."

"But it doesn't have to be the only thing you're good at, Papa."

"Well, I've ruined everything else; I couldn't even be a good father."

"You were a good fathe… until you killed my best friend."

"I was just doing what I thought was best for you I couldn't let that monster destroy my daughter." He said adjusting his saddle bags.

"But he didn't destroy me. In the end it was you who did."

That caused him to freeze in the middle of his task.

"Why are you here, Aria? I thought you never wanted to see me again."

"Me too. I came to say good-bye," I tell him and then turn to look at the Boys waiting for me at the tree line, "We're heading out and I didn't know when I would have another opportunity to say it."

"Good-bye then, Aria." He says awkwardly. I bit my lip in contemplation, before making the decision to throw myself at him. I wrapped my arms around his waist, burying my face into his jacket. After a beat he wraps his arms around me and place a kiss on the crown of my head.

"I love you, Papa." I tell him.

"I love you, my littlest mermaid."

I smile softly at his old nickname for me. I pull back and look up at him.

"I hope you find what you're looking for, Papa." I tell him sincerely.

"And you make sure that boy takes good care of you." He says in a serious tone. I look over at Peter who hasn't taken his eyes off me since I left his side.

"I don't think you'll have to worry about that anymore." I reply. He gives me a disbelieving look, and I roll my eyes. I release my Papa and give him a small wave before walking back to Peter.

"Are you okay, love?" Peter asked.

"Yeah, I think I'm good." I tell him glancing at my father, "I would however love to get out of this dress."

"Yes, I've been thinking the same thing." Peter said suggestively.

"Oh, the cleverness of you." I say sarcastically trudging past him. He chuckles and falls in line behind me. The group of us start to head off until a voice stops our procession.

"Wait!" Regina's voice calls out, "You were just going to leave without saying goodbye."

I turn to her after hearing the tears in her voice. I turn to Peter, who inclines with his head for me to go to her. I give him a smile and walk over to her.

"I always liked you in this dress." She said moving my air out of my face.

"It was one of my favorites too."

"The only problem with it was getting you to wear it. You hated dresses."

"Well, I did grow up with a group of boys."

"That you did." She said giving the Boys a distrustful glance.

"I'm sorry about not saying good-bye. I know how much you hate goodbyes, and I was hoping this wouldn't really be good-bye."

"Me,too. Well until I see you again."

"Until then." I say giving Regina a hug. She squeezed me tight before releasing him.

"You better take good care of her Pan, or I will be coming after you next." She threatened. Peter smirked but nodded to her anyway. In his mind he was the only one who had ever taken good care of me, Felix excluded.

She then turned back to me and held my face in her hands.

"Be good and keep those boys of yours in line."

"I think I can handle that."

She smiled and kissed my forehead.

"Now go, while there's still daylight."

"Yes, ma'am." I say. She releases my face and I give her a smile before turning back to the Lost Boys. Peter nods at them and we start off on our journey again. Once we reach the top of the hill, we were climbing I stop and look back at the people of Storybrooke, the people I had spent the last 30 years with.

"Good-bye." I say softly, before following after the others.

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Hundred Acre Woods

3 months later…

Peter's Perspective:

I was watching the waves beat against the rocks just of the coast. It reminded me of home, of Neverland. The Hundred Acre Wood was as good as Aria promised but it wasn't home, it wasn't my kingdom. Yes, I had the run of the forest and the towns outside the woods were perfect for collecting more Lost Boys. But it just wasn't the same. But I had Aria and that made up for the loss of our home.

When we first arrived here, the talking beasts, led by a giant rabbit, were less than welcoming, but Aria managed to talk them into letting us stay. They only used a portion of the woods anyway, why couldn't we have the rest. We just had to promise never to hunt the talking beast. Which was a fair deal, and outside of a few small skirmishes we lived in relative peace.

My time in Henry's body did heal me, and I still had my magic which was vital in the making of our camp as winter hit a few weeks after our arrival. Winter, now that is something I haven't had to deal with in centuries. Aria hated it. She glared at the snow disdainfully every time it fell and refused to go outside if it was over a few inches. Felix carried her everywhere when it got higher than five inches of his own accord, when she did have to venture out. I told him he couldn't coddle her forever, but he shrugged and went on his way.

I made Aria's and I's house similar to the one we had on Neverland. She was very happy with it and thanked me for hours. I certainly wasn't complaining with her choice of a thank-you gift. I also made a large room for the men to bunk in for future winters down the tunnel from our place so we would still have the privacy we desired.

Overall, I would say we were happy with our new situation. We all missed our home, but this would do. But tonight, I was missing it more than usual and came outside to watch the waves despite the winter chill outside.

"Peter!" Aria's voice called out. I turned my head to see Aria walking towards me with her fur lined cloak wrapped tightly around her.

"What are you doing out here?" I asked her, getting up to meet her.

"I could ask you the same thing." She said arching her eyebrow.

"Couldn't sleep."

"So, you walk out in the freezing cold?' she asked.

"It's not that bad, you're just such a tropical fish." I tease.

Aria scrunched up her nose before sticking her tongue at me.

"I would still feel better if you did, you're not sleeping thing in the house."

"For you." I said rubbing my nose against hers.

"You know, I won't be able to go to bed now either, maybe we could keep each other company." She said suggestively. I grinned, and before she could protest, I teleported us back to our home.

~Once~

3 months later…

Aria's Perspective:

The sound of the warning bird calls had the entire Lost Boy outfit scurrying for their weapons and their battle stations.

"What's going on?" I asked grabbing Slightly.

"Get inside, Aria." He ordered.

"Not until you tell me what's going on." I demanded. Slightly huffed.

"Devin, spotted riders coming from the South, there too far way for us to see who they are. Now get inside. Peter will kill us all if we let you stay topside." Slightly said. He grabbed my arm and guided me to the door of my underground home.

"Fine, but somebody better keep me updated or I will come right back out here."

"Yeah, sure, fine, whatever. Just get below."

"Fine," I said opening the door to the entrance of the tunnel system and made my way to my home. I paced around the living room for what seemed like hours before I heard the pounding sound of running footsteps heading this way. I grab a sword nearby, just in case it isn't Peter or one of the Boys. Felix burst breathlessly into the room.

"Felix!" I exclaim in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Peter wants you to come topside."

"Why who's here?"

"Dwarves." He said with a sneer. I nod and follow Felix. He helps me out of the tunnel to the open air. I walk into a tense standoff between the Lost Boys and the Seven Dwarves. Peter breaks his intense stare-off with Grumpy to give me a tentative smile. He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close. He rubs this thumb discreetly over my stomach before turning back to the Dwarves.

"Aria." Grumpy greets

"Grumpy. Why have you come to our realm?" I ask him.

"We need your boyfriend's help with a little problem." Grumpy reply, but his tone replied he rather be anywhere else than here.

"What kind of problem?" Peter asked.

"A wicked one." Grumpy answered. I gave him a quizzical glance.

"The Wicked Witch had left Oz; she's made her way here and she's been terrorizing us for months." Sleepy said with a yawn.

"The Wicked Witch!" I exclaimed sharing a look with Peter.

"What you know her?" Grumpy ask jumping on the look.

"We've had dealings with her in the past." Peter answers cryptically.

"They did not end well." I added.

"So, you know how to deal with her?" Happy asked.

"I can slow her down, but she's not one to go quietly." Peter answered, "She's like a cockroach."

"Does this mean you'll help us?" Grumpy asked. Peter looked towards me.

"Will you just give us a moment?" I asked the dwarves. They nodded. Peter took my hand and started moving away from the crowd. He caught Felix's eye and indicated for him to follow. Once out of the earshot the three of us began talking business.

"I say we go." I say before the other two could speak.

"Go? You're not going anywhere." Peter said hotly.

"It's too risky for you now, Little Fish."

"Peter, they need our help." I insisted.

"Doesn't mean you have to go."

"Yes, it does. You promised that nothing would part us again." I argued. Peter's face turned dark. He was not happy with me using his words against him."

"Well then I guess we'll just send the dwarves back with my refusal."

"Peter!" I admonish, "You know what Zelena's like and when she finds out you're in this realm too, what's going to stop her from coming after us."

"Well said, Little Fish." Felix conceded. Peter however was still fuming. He didn't want me anywhere near that witch or any danger, but I had a good point. We would be stronger teaming up with the others from Storybrooke instead of waiting for Zelena to take them out and come full force at us.

"Fine, you can go with us, but you will not join in the fighting. You will remain in a safe place until I or Felix can come get you."

I nod in acceptance. I hadn't really planned on taking on Zelena. I knew the limitations of my current state.

"Let's go tell the dwarves the good news then." I say, turning to go back to our visitors. I hear Peter huff behind me, before I hear the footsteps of my brother and Peter followed after me. Once I reach the clearing, I allow Peter to pass me to he could inform the dwarves of our decision.

"I'll help with your green pest problem. You can stay at the edge of the woods tonight. Tomorrow we'll head out with you."

"Sounds good to me," Grumpy said, "Men!"

The dwarves followed their leader out of our camp to make their own for the night. Peter's shoulders sagged once they were out of sight. I come up beside him and place on a hand on his shoulder as I rub his arm.

"It'll be okay."

"I just want you to be okay." He told me sincerely.

"As long as I have you, I will always be okay." I tell him. He smiles and turns around to face me. He pulls me in at the waist and rubs circles in the side of my stomach with the pads of his thumbs. He leans down to kiss me.

"And as long as I have you, I will be okay." He tells me before rubbing his nose against me.

"I love you, Peter Pan."

"I love you more, Aria Jones." Peter tells me, "Now go get some dinner and head to bed we're leaving early tomorrow, and I want you to get a goodnight sleep."

"I'm not a child, Peter, and I most certainly won't break. I can help load things up."

Peter raised an eyebrow at me, trying to intimidate me in submission on this matter. But I just raised my eyebrow right back at him.

"I can play this game too, Pan. Look I won't lift anything too heavy, and I'll go to bed before midnight. I promise."

"Fine, but when I say you're done, there will be no complaints from you."

"Deal." I say turning on my heel heading off to dinner. I could practically hear Peter shaking his head after me. But I had one this battle, and I wasn't about to start another one.

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Peter's Perspective:

The Wicked Witch and I had a long history. In my search for the Heart of the Truest Believer I had travelled to Oz in search of it. My magic attracted Zelena's attention, and she grew jealous of the full extent of my powers, my eternal youth, and of Aria. She was envious that the fact I was a monster who had somebody to love me, someone who chose me over all the others. We ended up getting into a confrontation ending in her defeat. After licking her wounds, she attacked me in my own domain. She lost since the island power was directed through me and couldn't be tapped into by others except the Neverland mermaids. Her next attempt involved kidnapping Aria and dragging her to Oz. I tore up the entire realm in my attempts to get her back. When I finally did, I found a way to block all the portals that connected Oz to Neverland. I had to make sure she never stepped foot again in my home or touch Aria again.

And now she was back. Aria of course insisted we should help the Charmings and Company deal with her. And of course, she wanted to come with the Boys and me. I don't know why I was surprised that she added herself to the group that was going. She made a good argument, and I gave in reluctantly. Doesn't she know how much it will kill me if Zelena took her from me, especially now? It's like she gave no thought to herself, to me, to the…I can't even say it. Her only concerned was for those under Zelena's reign of terror. And on top of that Aria wanted to help pack up for our journey. I let her help for an hour after dinner before sending her to bed. We had a long journey ahead and I wanted her to get sleep while she could.

I watched her as she slept. Her chest rose and fell with every breath. She was beautiful and all mine. And she was right earlier, I would let nothing separate us. I leaned down and kissed her forehead before returning to the surface to oversee the preparations for our trip.

~Once~

Aria's Perspective:

"Aria," a voice called softly arousing me from my sleep. I rolled over and buried my face in my pillow. Whoever it was could go away.

"Aria," the voice chuckled, "Time to get up, love. We're heading out soon."

"I've already packed just come back in enough time for me to get dressed." I grumbled.

"You do only have enough time to get dressed, love."

I groaned and rolled back over. I opened my eyes to see an amused Peter looking at me.

"Morning." I greet him groggily.

"Morning," He replied leaning down to kiss my forehead. Once he pulled away, I threw my legs over the side of the bed. And grabbed the outfit I had set out the night before. It was serviceable for the long trek and would keep me warm as I was not a fan of winter at all. I walked behind the dressing screen and pulled on the clothes.

I came out after I finish dressing only to find Peter had already left. I grab my boots and start towards the door. When I reach for the handle, I stop myself and look back at my home of six months. It wasn't an exact replica of our home on Neverland, but it came close. It was something familiar but something new too. My eyes lingered on the door of the addition Peter added a week ago. He said I could decorate it however I wanted but I just couldn't do it yet. It didn't seem real. With one last look at the door, I turn the handle and leave the underground house. Not knowing when I would return to it.

~Once~

There's the first chapter. For those who read the series before, it's probably familiar for you. The first two chapter will be from the Wicked and Wild West. You won't see any major rewrite until Chapter 3. I have a different direction for this book.