Disclamer: I do not own anything from Once Upon a Time. Or the names of the boys, they belong to Disney. The names of the boys in Storybrooke are the originals actors of the boys in the original Peter Pan.* We have more original characters in this. Hope you like it!

Belle wakes up in the same hospital and in the same room. With the same stupid memory loss everyone was telling her she had. But she did not feel like she forgot anything. Though something was different today. She looks over to see her nurse who was taking her vitals. She only had to wear the stupid things at night.

"You're awake." The nurse states moving to remove her heart monitor from her finger.

"Yes" The new nurse looks familiar but she could not place her finger on what it was, or who she was. Okay, maybe I am seeing the memory loss thing now. "Did I know you? Before?" Belle asks.

"Perhaps. I will bring you your breakfast." The nurse leaves Belle more confused then before. No one would give her a straight answer about anything.

She re-enters with a tray of food. None of it would taste good. Stupid hospital food. A phone begins ringing, she rushes to put down the tray before grabbing it from her scrub shirt pocket. "Do you mind? We are not supposed to answer them at work, but in here they won't see and it's one of my boys."

"Not at all, go ahead."

"Thanks." She states before walking towards the corner to answer. Belle strains her ears to listen to the conversation. "Hi baby, what's wrong." She could not hear the other part of the conversation. "I'm sorry Scotty, but I can not leave work right." "I now it is not fun there, but you have to go to school." "Because here you have too."
"Will you please just stay and listen to the teacher baby." "Yes darling I promise. Right when school is out I will be there to get you. I love you, tell the others too okay? Okay, love you."

She hangs up the phone and walks back over to the bed. "So boys? You have kids?"

"Yea, six boys."

"Wow, you look good for six boys."

She laughs looking down at her phone. "If I birthed them, two of them being twins, it would be a miracle. But no, they are all adopted."

"That is an amazing thing to do."

"Yea it is. Their father and I, we found them all. It was the right thing to do, protect them. Though it always seemed the other way around. Them protecting us."

"Their father? What does he do?"

"He was a great man. We had a seventh son. He came to us later then the others. His father and him had... been separated. So he had stayed with us for a while, but he missed his father. So Peter, he went with him. To keep him safe, but something happened, and I have not saw or heard from them since."

"Oh my god, how long ago was that?"

The nurse walks over to the edge of the bed to write on her chart. "A few years. It's been hard, but the boys and I make it through. Have a good day."

Tink sat on a rock, way bigger then her now Pixie self. Because that was what she was, a Pixie. She new that now. Though now, now her mother was dead, and she was all alone. "Oh no, no don't cry." A boy states bending down to her. She looks over at him. He was huge, but he was just a boy. He was also the only person she had seen since she came here. "What's wrong."

How could she tell him, she couldn't talk. So she just thought it. "You lost your mother? What's a mother?" She looks over at him. He could hear her thoughts? But how? "Well I don't know what a mother is, but I know what lost is. I have a few others who are lost. Come with us, we will keep you safe." The boy sticks out his hand. She climbs on it and is carried away into a new world.

Time did not change in Neverland. But what would have been known in a few months pasted and it seemed these lost boys needed a mom. Peter was more of a father to them then he knew, or could comprehend. The boys understood her strange ringing that occurred when she tried to talk to them.

Today Slightly and Curly were having a fight. "Boys!" Tink "shouts" at them. They pull apart and go back to playing with their sticks that were working as blocks. "Tink!" The Pixie looks up from Slightly's shoulder to see Peter standing at the door of their cabin. She flies over to him and follows him outside.

She lands on his shoulder to listen to him speak as he walks out toward the trees. "I found a boy lost in the woods. He was calling for a "Papa". When I spoke with him he refused to come with me. I thought you could help. You are good with getting the lost boys to listen and I don't want him to be out tonight when someone saw Captain Hook's boat coming in."

Of course. Tink thinks and Peter understands. As they get closer to the trees they can hear a few muffled sobs. Oh no. Tink thinks flying away from Peter. She finds a small boy with messy brown hair sitting alone by the stream. Papa was his father, it was what Belle would call her father. Though she never had one of her own. She understood how special they were. What's wrong sweetheart? Tink asks sitting on his shoulder and ruffling his hair with her tiny hand.

The boy sniffles and sticks his head up to look at Pixie on his shoulder. "Are you a fairy?"

Kinda, I'm a Pixie. There is no magic here so I can not be a fairy. I'm Tinker Bell, what's your name?

"I'm Baelfire, my papa... he did not come with me."

I'm sorry. How about you come with us, my friend Peter and I. We take care of all the lost boys who have lost their mamas and papas.

"No, I want to go back." Bae says standing up quickly and knocking Tink off his shoulder. She has to catch her self with her wings.

Baelfire, we do not know how to get you back to your home. How about you come back with us, just for the night. It will not be sade to be out here tonight. A common enemy is coming to town and will not care that you are new here. Please Baelfire, let us take care of you. Tink finishes her speech and watches as she can watch the young boys mind work.

"Okay, but only for the night."

Good, how old are you Baelfire?

"I'm twelve and you can call me Bae."

Well Bae, twelve makes you in the older rangle of our boys though the twins are older then you. Tink leads him out of the woods and back to where Peter was standing waiting for them.

"Oh good! You decided to come with you. I knew Tink could get you to understand." Tink smiles and lands on Peter's shoulder as they walk back to the cabin.

I hope the boys were not to bad while we were gone. Tink says to Peter, who reassures her the Twins would take care of the others.

Later the same day, Tink stood by Belle's door as she slept peacefully, for the first time in a while. "How is she?" Belle turns to find Snow White standing beside her.

"Actually pretty good. She has not slept this peacefully in a while. So, this is good?"

"How about her memory?"

"Still nothing. Though she thought she recognized me. That is something."

Snow looks at her confused. "I'm sorry. Who are you?"

"Trish- um... Tink." She forces out, her Storybrooke name slipping through her memory more clearly then her real name. She extends her hand to the Princess beside her.

"Tink. Did you two know each other?"

"A long, long time ago. But things are different now, not just the fact that we are here. Our lives have changed a lot since we have seen each other."

Snow takes a look at Belle before looking back at the good. She did not recognize her, but she felt like she should. She almost looks like a mother from school, but this girl could not be old enough for children. Especially not the amount of children the mother she had in mind had. Though time was different here. Her own daughter was the same age as her.

"I must have seen you around. You look familiar to me as well."

"I would hope so. One of my sons is in your class."

"Really?" So it was her. "Who?"

"Josh Allport."

"Oh, he is a bright little boy."

"He is, I am lucky to have him. As with all my boys."

"How many children do you have?" Snow asks wanting to know the most she could about this women. She had never been around the school a lot, but when she was there was always two or three other boys with her.

"Five other boys. 3, 5, 8, 10, and two 14 year olds."

"Wow, so many. You look amazing."

"Haha, well thank you but I did not birth any of them. They are all adopted."

"Oh well, they must be amazing boys. They seem to have an amazing mother."

"Thank you."

Snow nods before leaving the girl alone to watch her only friend sleep in her confused state.

Exactly one hour later, Tink was sitting in front of the school waiting for the boys. The Twins would pick up the younger boys before bringing them out to her. It was what they always did. Everyday for twenty eight years. Though they did not notice that. Michael was out first with the preschoolers, Adam the youngest and Chris slightly older at five.

Tink jumps out of the car as the two run toward her. Only Chris makes it to her. Adam's little feet get caught under him at one point and he falls to the ground. Tink grabs Chris and runs towards the baby, though Michael was faster. He scops up his little brother and has him calmed down by the time Tink makes it to them.

"Mama!" He cries extending his arms to the young women. Michael and Tink switch little boys as Aaron walks out with the two older boys, Scott at eight and Josh at ten. They both scream for their mother and run toward her wrapping their arms around her waist.

"Come on babies, lets go home." They all file into the van and drive off to their large home.

It was dark here, in this land with out magic and there was something heavy covering her. Oh... She had to work very hard to move what ever it was. When she can finally see, she blocks her eyes from the brightness. But it wasn't sun, and it wasn't the moon. This place just seemed bright. She looks down at the thing that had been covering her. It was her dress, and it was huge! She looks around, everything here was huge. She pushes off the rest of her dress and looks down at herself. She was covered in a little green dress, well at least it is her favorite color. She stands up only to notice it was very easy, and that her back felt funny. She looks behind her only to jump. She had wings. Wings. Like a fairy. In the land without magic she had turned into a fairy.

She tried to talk, but found nothing came out. She could not talk either? She was a fairy and could not talk and she was in a land without magic. Now what was she supposed to do. Well, I guess I will have to be able to fly at some time. She thinks before thinking about flapping her wings. She felt herself lift off the ground before opening her eyes. She was doing it, she was flying. As she got higher she looks around this new place. It did not look that much different then the Enchanted forest

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