A/N: Hey! so I diceded to edit the sequel to 'Surviving To Find You' which is called 'The Lost Queen' for those who didn't know and post it here. I hope you like it ;)
Don't forget to check out my other stories like 'Cursed Them All' and 'Nothing Like I Thought'
"Not again"
The branch broke off completely and Sophia fell through the portal right before his eyes. He wanted to jump after her but the portal was already closed. Killian sank to the ground repeating 'No' over and over again. Behind him he heard Emma gasp and Zelena giggle wickedly. Anger rose up in him. He stood and walked over to Zelena, grabbing her by her jacket.
"Were did you send her?" he growled at her.
"You know how portals work, Captain. You go to the place you think of," Zelena said, the wicked smile still on her face which only made him angrier.
"Killian, calm down." He felt a hand on his arm and looked to his side to see Emma at the brink of tears. His entire posture soften. He let go of Zelena and stepping away from her. Zelena took this chance to take off but he didn't care, she wouldn't come far without magic. He pulled Emma into a hug, stroking her hair as she sobbed into his shoulder. "Killian, we lost her again."
"But we'll find her again too," he said as his own tears rolled down his cheek.
"We are terrible parents," she whispered into his shirt. "We should have gone after her, we should have helped her, we should-"
"Don't say that, love. If we could we would have done it."
He pulled away from the hug just enough to cup her cheeks in both his hands and look her in the eyes. Brushing a tear away from her cheek, he placed a kiss on her forehead before resting his own against hers.
"We'll find her, I promise. And after we found her we are going home and never lose each other again," he whispered softly and she relaxed a bit.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"And what do we have here," a voice said from behind Sophia. The voice was deep but not the deep, sending a shiver down her spine which she tried to ignore.
"A very pissed off teenage girl," she said annoyed as she pushed herself off the ground and turned to the voice, brushing off the dirt from her clothing. From the look on his face he didn't expect that answer, or he just didn't expect her.
She looked the boy up and down and focused for a moment on his face. He had blond hair covered by the hood of his cloak, a slim face, pretty tall, grey eyes and a scar starting right between his eyebrows running down the left side of his face. He didn't look much older than she was. Handsome. She mentally shook her head and slapped herself, where the Hell did that came from?
She decided to focus on her surroundings instead, figure out where she was. "Where am I?"
When he didn't answer and just kept staring with wide eyes she rolled her eyes and began to study her surroundings. There were a lot of trees with bright green leaves and the sky was darker than it should be at this time of day.
She looked back at the boy. He was wearing a cloak that ended just above his knees, brown trousers, and the shirt under his cloak was a combination of different pieces of brown and dark green cloth. His hand was resting on his belt that had a dagger attached to it while his other held a wooden cudgel that was swung over his shoulder.
Suddenly she realised where she was.
She was standing in the jungle of Neverland and the boy in front of her was one of the Lost Boys that lived on the island.
"Are you a lost boy?" she asked him, taking a step back. That seemed to snap him out of his trance. He cleared his throat and his expression turned emotionless again.
"Yes, and who are you?" She almost shivered again at his voice.
"Tell me your name first, then I might consider telling you mine."
"Felix, now tell me yours."
"No last name?" Even though his expression was emotionless she saw the curiosity shining in his eyes. She also noticed the way he shifted his weight and didn't look her directly in the eye.
"No, tell me your name." He tried to sound intimidating, but somehow it sounded half hearted. If this really was Neverland than it must have been a long time since he's seen a girl. This is going to be fun.
"Alright than," she said, holding out her hand. "Sophia Jones. Nice to meet you Felix."
He stared at her hand for a moment a bit confused. She lowered her hand, looking away and biting her lip.
"Never mind."
"Wait, your last name is Jones? As in Killian Jones?" he asked her while he scanned her face. "I knew you looked familiar."
"Yeah, he's my father."
For a few second there was an awkward silence while he looked at her closely, but again he avoided looking her in the eyes. After a while he spoke up again, "How did you get here? The shadow only takes lost boy, not lost girls."
"I fell through a portal."
He nodded. "Okay. Let's get you to Pan."
He removed his hand from his belt and took her arm. She felt a slight tingle as soon as his skin touched hers. She knew he felt it too because he froze completely and was now staring at her. She took this distraction to yank her arm out of his grip and walk backwards, holding up both her hands to keep him from coming closer to her.
"You are not taking me to Pan. My father told me about him. It was nice to meet you but I'm not coming with you." With that she turned and made a run for it.
"Wait! Come back!" he called after he, but she ignored him. There was no way in her she would even come close to Pan. Her father had told her about him and the awful things he had done while he was on the island.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, Felix appeared and tackled her to the ground. She landed on her back and he went to sit on top of her while keeping her arms pinned to the ground.
"You are coming with me whether you like it or not," he hissed, bringing his face closer to hers in a threatening way.
She tried to get out of his grip, but no matter what she tried he was to strong.
"No," she said a bit breathless.
"Whatever Hook told you, whatever he said Pan did to him, I can guarantee you that I can be much worse if I want to," he said in a low growl that was meant to scare her. The weird thing was, she didn't believe him, he was lying.
She cocked her head, looking at him curiously. "You're lying," she said simply.
"I'm not," he hissed defensively, making her smirk because she noticed his face turning slightly red at the fact that he'd been caught. Or he just started to blush because he finally looked her in the eye, clenching his jaw as well. Who knows…
"Fine, whatever boosts your ego. Listen, you're not convincing me in coming with you, so save your breath."
"And what if I offer you a deal?" he said, his voice less threatening.
"A deal?" she asked a bit surprised. "What made you change your mind so quickly?"
"You're different. You got something and I gather Pan won't appreciate it."
"Then why not just kill me and save you and Pan the trouble of dealing with me?" She knew it was a risky question but she was genuinely curious to know.
He sighed, as if it was one of the hardest questions in the universe. "If Hook ever returns than he's going to kill me in a blink of an eye, and I quite like being alive."
Sophia smirked. "Didn't you say that you were worse than Pan a few second ago? If you are worse than Pan than my father isn't a threat to you."
He clenched his jaw, slightly annoyed. "Just be happy I let you live."
She hummed. "I still want to know why."
"I don't have to answer you."
"But why?" she pressed on, lifting her head a bit from the ground so her face was closer to his. "Come on, big boy. Why do you want to keep me alive?"
Felix looked away from her, clenching his jaw repeatedly while tightening his grip on her wrist probably without even knowing.
"Tell me," she whispered in his ear. He looked back at her. His eyes widened when his nose brushed hers, only now realizing how close they were. She smirked when he swallowed. Got ya.
A low growl escaped him as he moved his face a bit farther away from hers. "It's because you're pretty, happy now?"
She nodded and bit her lip, his face turning a lovely shade of red. That's so cute.
"Well, you aren't so bad looking yourself," she teased, blushing a little herself.
"Back to the deal," he said quickly.
"Could you maybe let me go first or do you want to keep me under you like this the entire conversation?"
She didn't know it was even possible for a person's face to turn so red as his was right after the words left her lips. He's such a dork. He looked away from her again, pushing himself off her and stood, holding out his hand to help her up. She took it, trying to ignore the spark she felt the moment her hand perfectly slid into his.
"So, what's your deal? If I don't like it I'm running again," she said, crossing her arms after he let go of her hand. She noticed how his hand immediately went back to his belt, as if he needed to hold something else. He also didn't look at her as he spoke.
"There is a cave not far from here. I'll take you there and won't tell Pan in exchange for a favour," he explained, the redness slowly leaving his face.
"Sounds fair," she said, stepping closer. "But what kind of favour?"
"You'll know when I ask," he said and before she could commend he turned on his heels and started walking.
"Promise me you'll keep your word and don't betray me," she called after him, not making any move to follow.
He stopped and turned his head slightly towards her. "I promise."
She stepped forward, not completely convinced. "Say it again. This time, look me in the eyes as you promise it."
He sighed and fully turned to her. The moment his grey eyes met her green ones her breath caught in her throat. Only now did she realise that he probably affected her just as much as she him.
"I promise," he said again, raising an eyebrow.
She nodded at his unspoken question and he turned again, walking into the thick jungle.
"You coming?" he called over his shoulder when she didn't follow immediately.
"Yeah," she called back, taking a deep breath before following him.
"Mom, Dad, we need your help," Emma said as they approached her parents.
"What are you doing here? I thought we send you home," Snow said a bit worried, looking behind them. "Where's Sophia?"
"That's why we're here," Killian explained. "She fell through a portal and we need to find Regina."
"Have you seen her?" Emma asked hopeful.
"Yeah, she and Robin just went to Granny's with Roland," David said, pointing behind him toward the diner.
"Can we do anything to help?" Snow asked her and grabbed her hand.
"No, just stay here and make sure everyone else is alright," Emma softly squeezed her mother's hand before letting go and taking Killian's. Snow smiled at her before turning to some people who wanted to ask something.
Emma and Killian made their way towards Granny's and found Regina in one of the booths with her step-son and husband.
"Regina we need your help," Emma said as they reached the table.
"Hello to you too," Regina said a bit joking. However, as soon as she saw their expression she turned more serious. "What's wrong?"
"Our daughter fell through a portal and we need to find out where she is," Killian explained.
"Wait, how did that happen?" Robin asked confused.
"It's a long story, but for now we need to find out where she is and how to get there."
"I might know a way to get to her, but I need to know where she is first," Regina told them and Emma felt a bit of relief wash over her.
"Can't you use a mirror to find her?" Emma asked hopeful.
"My magic isn't strong enough to look at other realms. You know yours is," Regina said. "Why haven't you tied it yet? You know how to do it."
Emma felt her shoulders slumber a bit and sighed. "I tried but my magic is all drained. I have hardly enough to light a fire."
"Then I recommend to sleep for a bit. It's the most effective way to restore your energy and magic. I'll look into finding a way to the realm where she is, but for now you two need to rest and restore some energy for the trip."
"Thank you, Regina."
"Don't mention it."
"Here it is," Felix said as they entered the cave. Sophia looked around the cave with her mouth ajar and wide eyes.
"This looks… cosy," she said, sitting on a large half rock. "I could make this my bed for the time being…" she mused, stoked the stone absently. Felix wondered what she was thinking about as she looked around her.
It was silent for a moment before Felix spoke up again, "Well, I'm going. Pan expects me back soon."
"Wait!" she called after him when he was about to leave, jumping of the rock and walking over to him. "Thank you for helping me."
She stood on her tip-toes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. His eyes widened and before she could see the blush that started to warm his face he turned at left.
Out of the cave he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. What the Hell was wrong with him? He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm is racing heart before he began his track back to the camp.
He found his mind drift of the Sophia after less than a minute. She was the first girl he had seen in, what? Four, maybe five hundred years. Of course he had seen Tinkerbell but she was a woman not a girl. Sophia was probably 15, maybe 16 years old. Somehow she made him feel uneasy, more self-conscious.
He wondered if it was normal to feel a spark when you touch a girl. What if it wasn't normal? Did she feel it too? He shook his head. It didn't matter, he was not going to fall for her. She was just a lost girl, daughter of Captain Hook. If she fell through a portal on accident Hook would probably be here in a matter of days to get her back. Then it wouldn't matter what he felt, not that he felt anything anyway.
Does she? He found himself thinking. No, of course she didn't feel anything for him. He had tackled her and threatened her in the first few minutes that they knew each other. Of course she didn't feel anything for him except maybe hate or annoyance.
She did kiss him on the cheek, though. But all girls do that, right? It was just a way to say thank you, it didn't mean anything. Or did it? Even if it did he wouldn't stand a chance. She may be a lost girl but she was loved. He could see it in the way her eyes shone with a spark that none of the Lost Boys on the island had. In those beautiful green eyes that…
He mentally slapped himself for thinking about that, about her in general. He really had to get her out of his head. He was acting like a love sick puppy, which was ridiculous. He didn't do emotions, he didn't feel. He killed for joy, hunted as a game. The Lost Boys feared him. So why didn't he just get rid of her the moment he saw her? What had gotten into him? Why did the idea of killing her make him sick?
He heard Pan's song become louder and louder the closer he came to the camp. Pushing away some leaves, he entered the camp. Pan looked up from the fire, stopping his song as he spotted Felix and stood.
"Did you find it?" Peter asked as he approached him. Felix knew he was asking about Sophia. For a moment he considered telling the truth, but something stopped him.
The deal.
He promised her he wouldn't tell Pan… but he was also loyal to him. He was his king, the one who saved him all those years ago from growing up, from the torture that was his life.
But he promised Sophia…
"Earth to Felix," Peter said, waved his hand in front of Felix face, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"No, I haven't found it. It was probably already gone before I arrived," he said, the words leaving his mouth before he could consider them.
Peter nodded. "Send search parties out tomorrow. Make sure we find whatever it is that entered Neverland."
Felix let out a breath he didn't knew he was holding when Pan bought his lie. "I'll see to it."
Pan nodded and waved his hand to say he was dismissed. Felix turned and walked to a tree at the far end of the camp, sitting down and leaning against it.
He closed his eyes for a second. Tomorrow he would go to Sophia, tell her to better be careful because Pan she knew was here. He didn't want Pan to find out he lied to him. It was of course not and excuse to see her again and make sure she was okay. No, he just didn't want to get into trouble. Definitely not because he wanted to see that smile again, to see those green eyes again. Definitely not…
"Killian?" Emma said softly as he came back from the bathroom. They had taken Regina's advice and went home to get some sleep. As soon as they were home they changed into sweats. Emma sat up in Killian's bed, toying with a strand of hair.
"Aye?" He sat down beside her on the bed and took her hand.
"I can't sleep," she said with a sigh, looking down at their hands. "Can you hold me?"
"Of course, love."
She moved over a bit and he lifted the comforters, crawling under them beside her. His arms came around her waist, pulled her close against him. She nuzzled her face in the crook of his neck and sighed again. He felt her tears wetting his skin. Killian began stroking soothing circles on her back and whispered sweet nothingness into her ear.
"Sleep now, darling," he whispered and shortly after they were both asleep.
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