Sophia woke up without the headache and feeling something warm wrapped around her. She didn't remember much from last night, only that her head felt like it was going to explode and that Felix came. He came. She felt a smile forming on her lips. He came for her and… he stayed. She slowly opened her eyes. Without moving her head she looked around, seeing and feeling her head rest against his chest. She felt his even breathing and the feeling made her want to stay like this forever. She closed her eyes again, not wanting to wake him, she took a deep breath and relaxed. She smiled when she felt his arms tighten around her, pressing her closer to him.

She wondered why she felt to safe and cherished in his arms, they only knew each other for three days or something and she already felt like she knew him her entire life. It just felt so natural to be in his arms, to fall asleep and wake up in them. Does he feel the same? Or is he just holding her because she was crying and ought it was annoying? That he just did it to make her stop? She hoped that she was wrong, that he did feel the same as she.

She felt him shift beside her and she stayed completely still. She tried to keep her breathing even so he would think she was still asleep.

"I know you're awake," Well, so much for pretending. His voice was thick with sleep and when she looked up his eyes were half open and slightly unfocused. "Feeling better?"

She nodded, not trusting her voice at the moment when she felt his hand brushed against her arm in a soothing motion. He stared down at her for a moment, like he was admiring a piece of art. She felt her cheeks heat up and a smile formed on his lips. She cleared her throat an looked away.

"Uhm… shouldn't you be getting back before Pan suspects anything?" she felt his body tense beside hers and out of the corner of her eye she saw the smile fade from his lips. To be honest, she didn't want him to leave, but if he stayed Pan would find out. He already risked to much by staying here all night.

"Yeah, I should," he loosened his grip on her but let go just yet. "I'm sorry I didn't show up earlier yesterday" he looked away from her and she saw the guilt and shame in his eyes. She turned do that she was now facing him completely. He looked up at her when she put her hand on his shoulder.

"It doesn't matter," she said. "You came when you didn't have to and I appreciate that."

She smiled and he nodded. They only just realised how close they were to each other. She bit her lip and his eyes widened and they both moved back a little. She missed his warmth already and he clearly hesitated before he got of the stone bed and walked towards the exit of the cave. Before he left he turned back to her one last time.

"You sure you're okay?" she felt touched by his concern for her.

"If you're so concerned maybe you should check on me later today," she said with a teasing smile.

"Perhaps I will," he teased back and left. Maybe her father was right, not all boys are the same. When she went to the stream a moment later she couldn't get writ of the butterflies in her stomach and his eyes she saw in her mind no matter how much cold water she splashed in her face.

"Please tell me we didn't just got trapped in a net," Emma said with a long sigh. They had been searching for hours and the sun had already set. They had even gone back to the ship and sailed to a deferent side of the island. Apparently Tinkerbell had her hideout replaced and they didn't know where.

"Just to clarify, there were many leaves and it is really dark," Killian said and Emma rolled her eyes. Of course they would get trapped in a net, "and although I really like having you pressed so close to me, we have to get out of here before anyone comes to check the trap and we're caught."

"Can you reach your sword or my cutlass?" she asks him. "My hand are trapped and can't get them free."

"On times like this I really miss my hook," he grumbles as he tries to reach for his sword. "Got it!" he smiled proudly at her and tried to get his sword free from the sheath. He pulled at it as hard as he could when it wouldn't come free.

"Auw! Stop it!" Emma yelled and flinched as the sword handle bruised her tights. Killian cover her mouth with his hand and put a finger on his lips.

"Sorry love, didn't want to hurt you but you have to be more quiet," he said in a hushed voice. She bit his hand and glared at him. He pulled away his hand, "Now, lean forward so I can try to grab your cutlass."

She did as he said and leaned forward so that her face was now almost touching his neck. He reached over her and grabbed her cutlass. When he sat back again he move his leg out of a uncomfortable position which made her lose her balance and fall on top of him. The sudden weight pressed the air out of his lungs and lose his grip on the cutlass. With a tud the cutlass fell to the ground. Emma hand were now free and she pushed herself a little upright to looked beside them, seeing the cutlass on the ground. She groaned and let herself fall against Killian again which made him grunt.

"You deserved it," she mumbled in his chest. "Why can't I just use my magic to get us out?" she asked as she held up her hand.

"Because Pan would notice and find us in a matter of second," he explained. "Well, on the bright side, I'm trapped in a too small net with the most beautiful woman in all the realms."

She lifter her head and he could see she was holding back a smile, "yeah? Who?" she teased.

His hands came up to her waist and pressed her against him, "my wife," he whispered with a smirk.

"Your married?" she pretended to be shocked and he just pulled her head down to his and kissed her. She let out a sound of surprise before melting into him. "You know, when we have Sophia and are back home we really deserve some alone time together without our life on the line, don't you think?"

"I wouldn't like anything more," he kissed her again before continuing, "but we are also going to spent time as a family, right?"

She smiled softly down at him, brushing the hair out of his face, "Of course we are." He nodded and she rested her head against his chest, "I suppose this things won't be checked until morning?"

He sighed and wrapped his arms around her waist, "This is going to be a long night."

"I'm quite comfortable."

"You don't have ropes pressing against your back,"

She laughed, "that's your punishment for bruising my tights."

"You never complained before"

"Shut up"

"Felix, there you are, " Peter called at him as he walked into the camp. "I was looking for you."

"What do you need?" he tried not to sound to annoyed. Luckily Pan was not paying him too much attention.

"This morning while you were mysteriously absent some of the lost boys spotted The Jolly Roger on the northern side of the island," Peter explained and Felix eyes widened.

"Do you think Hook is back?" he asked.

"Perhaps," Peter walked over to him, "I want you to check the ship."

This was great! Hook was here to save Sophia. She wouldn't be alone anymore, she wouldn't hear dose whispers again, she would be going home and… leave Neverland. She would leave Neverland. She would go home and he would stay behind. Neverland was his home. Well, the closest thing to home he ever had. He didn't know why that thought made him so sad. They only have known each other for three days, why would he be sad if she left?

"Hello? Felix?" Peter snapped him out of his thoughts. "Have you heard anything I said?"

"Sorry," Peter gave him a strange look and crossed his arms.

"I was saying that I want you to leave right now and alone."

"Wait, right now?" he couldn't leave right now. The northern part of the island took at least a day to travel to and he also had to come back. He had to tell Sophia her father was here, he had to tell her that he won't be able to come for a few days. She was so upset when she though he wouldn't come yesterday, he didn't want to ever see her that upset again.

"Is that a problem?" Peter asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, not at all," he was about to walk back to Sophia's cave to inform her when Pan stopped him.

"The north is that way," he said and pointed behind him.

"Oh… yeah," he walked past Peter and into the jungle. She would never forgive him if he left without letting her know. The risk to go around the camp to her was a big one but he was willing to risk it if it mean that she wouldn't feel forgotten. He was almost at her cave when he passed a tree and found Peter talking to one of the lost boys. The boy left and Peter stopped him.

"Felix, north is the other way," Peter repeated. Now he had to go, Peter would probably follow him if he would go this way again and discover Sophia.

"Sorry, not really that bright today," he pointed at his head and turned around. He didn't miss the way Peter was looking at him, then it hit him. He just apologised for the second time. He never apologises, never, never did never had. He face-palmed himself for being so stupid. Now he definitely knew something was up. What happened to him? Why did he suddenly… feel so much. He never felt anything before… before Sophia.

"Wow, didn't expect that when I set this trap," said a voice with an accent from below them. Emma yawned, rubbing her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. On the ground was standing a woman with green clothing and blond hair which was pinned back in a messy bun on top of her head.

"Tinkerbell?" Emma asked as she rested her cheek against Killian's sleeping form.

"Yeah, and you are?" Emma ignored the question and turned her attention to Killian.

"Killian, wake up," she shook him gently. "Wake up."

"Just 5 more minutes, thank you," he mumbled.

"Killian Jones, wake up or I'll-"

"Wait, Killian Jones?" Tinkerbell asked a bit in disbelieve, "As in Captain Hook?"

Emma turned her head to the blond again, "the one and only," she said a bit proud. "Could you free us?"

"Of course," she walked to the tree where the rope of the trap was secured around it. "Brace yourselves." With that she cut the rope and Emma and Killian fell to the ground.

"Bloody Hell!" Killian screamed when they hit the ground. Emma untangled herself from him and stood up.

"I told you to wake up or else," she said to him as he sat up and rubbed his back.

"Lesson learned"

"Uhm… guys, care to explain?" Tinkerbell said and they turned to look at her.

"Tink!" Killian greeted her and got up, "has been a while."

A small smile tucked on the blonds face, "good to see you again, Hook."

"It's just Killian now," he showed her his left hand. "See? No longer have the hook."

"And who is this?" she asked him and pointed at Emma.

"This is Emma," he came to stand beside her and proudly smiled down at her, "my wife."

"Nice to meet you, Tinkerbell," Emma said and shook Tinkerbell's hand.

"Call me Tink"

"So Tink," Killian started, "We need your help. Our daughter fell through a portal and landed on somewhere on the island, we are here to find her and bring her home."

Tink nodded and thought for a moment, "I see, well, come with me and we could talk in my treehouse."

Emma looked up at Killian and he nodded at her. Emma grabbed her cutlass from the ground and followed Tink with Killian beside her, his hand in hers and squeezing it gently.

Since Felix left the headache had returned but luckily it wasn't that bad as yesterday. But it was still annoying. She walked towards the stream again, it seemed to be the only way to sooth her headache. That and Felix. If he was with her it would fade completely. Why? she didn't know but it was one of the reasons why she was looking forward to seeing him again.

Halfway toward the stream she heard voices. Curiosity got the best of her and she followed the sound. She hid behind bushes when she saw two boys talking. She recognised Pan from her storybook and she guessed that the other boy was just another lost boy. She couldn't hear what they were saying so she moved a bit closer. Whatever conversation they had it was over now and the boy left. She was about to leave too before Pan saw her but she stopped when she saw Felix.

He immediately stopped in his track when he saw Pan. She heard Pan say something, "Felix, north is the other way,"

"Sorry, not really that bright today," Felix replied. He turned and walked away. Where was he going? She wanted to follow him when suddenly a shadow fell over her. She looked up to see Peter Pan with crossed arms standing there. She swallowed and prepared herself to run but he grabbed her by her arm and pulled her upright.

"I see we have found what came through the portal three days ago," he said and she tried to pull her arm out of his grip. Why haven't she brought her cutlass with her?

"Let me go," she sneered at him. He just rose his eyebrow and smiled at her in a sickening way.

"You have fire, I like it," she was about to hit him when he grabbed her wrist. "So what's your name, pretty thing?"

"Why would I tell you?"

"Because you always answer the questions of the King"

"And what if I don't?" she challenged him. He brought his face closer to hers.

"Then you ask for a fight for the crown," she saw his confidence, everyone probably would back down at this point. But she wasn't everyone. She was Sophia Jones, daughter of the most feared pirate of all the realms. The daughter of the princess who was destined to become the strongest queen who ever ruled and would be everyone's Saviour.

She gave him a wicked smile which he clearly didn't expect.

"Bring it on"

A/N: Thank you all for reading! Please leave a review, it really helps! ;)