Uh, wow. I lied...
It's the 1st, a whole week before I said I'd update. I would wait, but I feel like Sam's finally in Neverland after 6 chapters and she needs to interact with everyone more. Oh and Happy New Years!
Last Time on Fighting Destiny: She grabs at her necklace, clutching it to reassure herself. "In the Enchanted Forest," Sam stares down David and Mary Margaret before continuing, "I was called Rapunzel."
Rapunzel paced around her spartan room, checking to make sure everything is ready. She could barely contain her excitement, she was finally doing it! Finally leaving the tower! She had so much nervous energy that she almost tripped on her own hair while she paced around. He would be here in half an hour to sweep her away from all of her problems. It was exactly like the stories she read about. Rapunzel couldn't wait any longer, she walked over to the wall and pulled a loose brick away, revealing the previously hidden cache. She reached in and pulled out a bundle of of different shades of of silk. She checked the silken bridge for any chinks in her escape route. The bridge was weaved from patches a silk that had been presented to her over a course of one year; something that she had slaved over in the dark of night, hiding it from Ms. Gothel's prying eyes. She sat on the floor, letting the bridge pool in her lap as she waited, nerves racking her brain. It was then that Ms. Gothel burst through the door of her room, severely short of breath. Rapunzel jumped up and backed up against the wall in attempt to hide the hole in the bricked wall. Gothel gave no explanation as to how she was able to enter the tower without Rapunzel's hair, and the thought never occupied Rapunzel's mind; her adrenaline sped her heart up to a point where she thought it would burst. Gothel stalked up to Rapunzel and grabbed her hair harshly. She yanked Rapunzel forward, and her eyes darted between the hole and the silk that Rapunzel clutched behind her back. Gothel snarled at Rapunzel as she tugged viciously at Rapunzel's hair, and the action brought their faces inches apart. "Rapunzel," she hissed. "Are you going somewhere?" Rapunzel tried to shake her head in denial, but Ms. Gothel's grip on her hair was too strong. "You insolent brat!" She cried as she pushed Rapunzel down to the floor. "To think I've cared for you in place of your thieving parents! I've kept you safe all this time and you repay me by trying to run away." She loomed over Rapunzel, eyes set ablaze with anger. "What, I pray tell, were you planning to do? To build a bridge out of scraps? You planned to run away with some man who claims to be prince of this land?" Rapunzel's eyes filled with tears and Gothel's face twisted into a malicious smile. "You trust that he is this prince. You trust him not to lie to you. Ha." Gothel let out a dry, humorless chuckle. "He has coaxed you down from your nest to save his true beloved. He has used you." The tears fell freely down Rapunzel's face as she doubted herself. She believed in Gothel for a total of ten seconds, before she pushed all suspicions of her prince aside. As the tears streaked down her face, Gothel pulled her up and started to drag her away from the window. Ms. Gothel dragged the dazed girl down the flight of stairs and into a basement, Rapunzel barely recognized.
It was when she saw a tunnel that leads far beyond the constructs of her tower that she snapped out of her stupor. "Where are we going?" Gothel didn't answer and Rapunzel grew desperate. " WHERE ARE YOU TAKING ME!?" She screamed the loudest Gothel had ever heard her.
"We're a going to a place without magic, a place where you won't so blatantly betray me." She paused a second and continued. "A place where we can be a real family."
Regina hand lifts the girl who claims to be Rapunzel in the air, choking her magically. Mary Margaret drops her bow and rushes forward towards the floating girl.
"Regina!" She exclaims, "You're hurting her." Mary Margaret continually switches her attention from Regina to her victim, whose hands are clawing at her own throat in attempt to breath again.
"Pan's trying to trick us." Regina says, moving to stand in closer proximity with Rapunzel. "We all heard her say it was the shadow who brought her here." David and Hook both eye the girl suspiciously, seeing the point Regina makes.
Mary Margaret wasn't going to let the girl die. "Release her and we'll talk about what to do." Regina scoffs at Mary Margaret's suggestion. "Why would Pan drop a girl that no one knows? It doesn't make sense."
Regina scowls, but let's Rapunzel go. She collapses on the forest floor and starts inhaling air as fast as she can. Regina glares at the girl. "It's exactly because nobody knows her! Who's going expect the weak, barefoot girl of anything?"
Hook adds to Regina's argument. "Pan doesn't like to make sense, love. It just makes his game all the more fun." The girl catches her breath and scrambles to hide behind Mary Margaret, her head poking out slightly.
Mary Margaret takes pity on the girl who has become mute out of fear. "We all know the story of Rapunzel, she doesn't get out much." Rapunzel shakes her head in agreement with Mary Margaret.
"And what does that have to do with anything?" Regina asks, slipping into a defensive position with her hands on her hips.
"She's clearly terrified." Mary Margaret states, "She couldn't be a threat. Like you said, she was brought here without shoes, it obviously wasn't a planned trip." It's then that Emma makes her way back to the group, trying desperately to hide the red in her eyes. She finds David and Hook with their swords drawn, Regina stewing with her hands placed at her hips, and finally she spots Mary Margaret standing under everyone's scrutiny, shielding a tuft of golden hair.
The men spare her a glance when she approaches, but the two women stay locked in a staring contest. "What happened?" She says, drawing the women's attention. "Who was screaming?"
"Emma!" Rapunzel emerges for a second upon seeing Henry's mother, only to retreat again at everyone's eyes resting upon her.
Even Mary Margaret turns towards her, forcing Rapunzel out in the open. "How do you know her?"
Rapunzel starts to back away from Mary Margaret, sensing a new hostility from her previous savior. "I-I-I met her and Henry in town onc-once. Granted I mostly talked t-to Hen-He-Henry, but we still ta-talked." Rapunzel chides herself internally, she hadn't stuttered so bad since the curse had lifted. She refused to go back to the person the curse had made her so she made an effort to clear her voice. "It was once, her forgetting is normal, right?"
Emma stares at the fidgety girl, and it's when Rapunzel starts shifting on the balls of her feet that it dawns on Emma. She has seen this girl before, "Samantha?
Everyone turned to Emma, "You know her?" David asks.
Rapunzel smiles at Emma, "Actually, I go by Sam now." She tilts her head as her brain comprehends everything they have been discussing. Her mind tries to wrap everything that had been talked about. "Uh, Pan?"
Hook let's outs a small chuckle, "Welcome to Neverland, love."
David lights a torch, illuminating the dark cave with flickering shadows dancing around. Sam scoots closer to Mary Margaret, her mind still reeling from all they had told her. Neverland, Henry,and a evil Peter Pan all swirled around her mind as she tries to grasp the seriousness of the predicament. She watches Emma reach down to pull a tarp from what she assumes is a bed.
"You need a hand, love?" Hook asks reaching towards Emma.
Emma looks at him like he's a moron. "Is that a joke?"
"No," Hook brings his hand down to grab at the tarp Emma had been tugging at. "I'm being quite serious." They pull the tarp away, revealing rows upon rows of tally marks scored against the wall in white chalk. Sam ventures away from Mary Margaret, completely captivated by the marks.
She's not the only one. Emma leans in to the rock and whispers, "Wow."
David can see the tallies, but doesn't get their meaning. "What is it?"
"It appears Neal marked his days trapped on this island." Hook says while looking towards Emma.
Emma jumps up onto the rock ledge and Sam shuffles forward, touching the ledge that holds the tally marks. Mary Margaret watches the the two and asks, "What's wrong?"
"Look here," Emma points at two tallies. "Neal stopped counting." Sam nods in agreement.
"Cause he got off the island." Mary Margaret walks closer to Sam and Emma.
Sam shakes her head no and Emma says, "He was here longer."
David asks "Then why would he-"
Sam speaks for the first time since entering the cave, causing Regina to jump. "No hope." Sam looks down at her shoes and then at Mary Margaret.
Emma looks at Sam, confused as to how she knew what happened to Neal. But her attention is drawn back to the tallies. "She's right, it's because he lost hope."
"You got that from some scribbles?" Regina steps forwards, glaring at the nervous girl.
Sam unconsciously moves to stand behind Mary Margaret as Emma jumps off the rock ledge. "I got that because it's what I did every time I went to a new foster home." Emma leans back on the ledge and stares down Regina. "Counting days until it kinda seemed pointless."
Regina scoffs, "And how did Sam know that? Weren't you supposed to be happy to stay in your tower?"
"In the Enchanted Forest, maybe. But in Storybrooke, when I found out what she had done, I counted every second I had to be there." Sam's eyes dart, looking everywhere but Regina.
Mary Margaret puts a reassuring hand on Sam's shoulder. "It's okay, you got away."
"I almost did it. I almost lost my hope." Sam eyes glue to the floor.
David crosses his arms, only to uncross them a again. "And you think the same thing's happening to Henry?"
"Pan said it would." Emma stares down David.
David moves forward and tries to comfort his daughter. "Hey, we're gonna rescue him."
"Yeah I know that and you know that, but Henry doesn't know that." Emma starts to get worked up and raises her voice. "Pan wants him to lose his faith." Sam lowers her head, letting her hair curtain her face. She grabs onto Mary Margaret's sleeve softly, scaring herself with thoughts of Pan torturing Henry until he doesn't believe in his family.
Regina interrupts Sam's dark thoughts. "So wait, you want to send him a message?" Regina looks at the Charmings indecorously, sparing an extra glare in the new girl's direction. "Because I haven't seen a Neverland post office. What're you suggesting?"
Emma gets an excited look on her face. "We take a page from Pan and we'll start being clever. We need to send a simple sign." Sam sees the look that Hook gives Emma; a look questioning Emma's sanity. "A sign that we're coming."
Regina throws her arms up in the air. "With Lost Boys running around trying to kill us all?!"
It dawns on Mary Margaret what to do. "Maybe it's time we use that to our advantage." She paces around, plotting out what to do in her head.
"Um, how?" Sam asks, looking to Mary Margaret for answers.
"Follow me." Mary Margaret starts to walk out the cave. "I'll show you." She leaves the cave, Sam hot on her heels. Hook and Emma stay behind and Sam watches over her shoulder as they start to talk. The walk back to the campsite is silent, everyone watching skeptically as Mary Margaret starts grabbing vines and dragging them along. By the time they get back to camp, each person has an armful of vines cradled on them. Mary Margaret instructs them to start weaving, braiding and tying the vines.
When the shape of the vines becomes apparent in their weaving Regina speaks up, "A trap?" She's sitting away from the other three females, who are currently sitting on a fallen tree, so her voice carries to the two men standing up. "That's your plan."
"The Lost Boys want to come after us," Mary Margaret accentuates her point with a sharp tug on a vine. "We need to go after them" Sam sits next to Mary Margaret, her hand braiding and pulling at the vines in a very professional manner.
Hook pushes off a tree he was lounging against and starts pacing, eyeing the girl who's expertly weaving with disbelief. "Why do you think the Lost Boys are going betray Pan?" His attention zeroes in on Emma, who's not having as nearly as much success in weaving then the adolescent.
Mary Margaret doesn't address Hook's last statement as a question. "Thanks for the advice." Sam smiles at her hands when Mary margaret brushes Hook off. "David?" Mary Margaret calls out, looking up from the vine in her lap.
David turns his attention from the fire to his wife. "Yeah?"
Her eyes lock with his and Sam glances at them. It's her first time seeing true love and it fills her with awe. "We need more vine." Mary Margaret says while looking at their dwindling supplies.
"On it." David contemplates for a moment before continuing. "You're coming with me, pirate."
David starts to walk into the jungle until Hook asks, "Why's that?" David stops and turns around, looking back at Hook.
But it's Emma that gives Hook a reason. "Because we need more rope."
Hook gives her a fake bow, "If the lady insists." He follows David into the woods.
Sam reaches up and grabs at her necklace, giving herself a little more confidence before speaking. "Um, Emma?"
"Yeah, Samantha?"
"It's Sam." She lets go of the vial and starts fiddling with the net again. "Thanks for letting me help you guys. Henry was my first friend, I'll do anything I can to help save him."
Emma stops braiding for a moment and looks over Mary Margaret to the girl. Her eyes rest on the girl's feet, "Sam? Where are your shoes?"
Sam let's her purple striped pant legs fall over her feet. She let's out a nervous chuckle. "I was in a hurry to leave and I forgot them in the rush, I guess."
Regina rolls her eyes. "Right. You just hopped out of bed and went on an adventure."
Sam nods, not picking up Regina's sarcasm. "Yep. I didn't even have time to grab a hair binder for the nest on my head." She gestures to the tangled heap of blonde waves that fall down to her waist.
Mary Margaret picks out a bit of vine and holds it out to Sam. "It's not much, but here."
Sam reaches out and takes it, smile spread across her face. "Thanks," She puts it in her mouth and starts gathering up her hair towards the left side of her face. "This will work." They continue weaving as Sam pulls her hair into complicated side braid.
Everyone is in position. After David and Hook had gone off to search for the sexton, the girls had also ventured into the jungle, laying a trap for an unexpecting Lost Boy. Emma is crouched down behind a tree. Mary Margaret is standing farther away than Emma, her bow drawn and pointed at a boar drinking from the stream. Regina stands near a tree, prepared to use magic with her raised palm. They stand in a triangle around the boar, prepared and waiting. Sam watches from a vantage point in a tree. The women had made her go into the tree, saying something along the lines of 'Pan might not know about you yet.' She's stuck in some tree, away from all the action. The people who had taken her in are becoming strange to her. David was calling Emma his daughter, and Sam has no idea what that meant. She decides to ask Emma about it back at camp when she spots the Lost Boy. He stalks up to the hog, spear in hand and ready to strike, when Mary Margaret releases her arrow. The arrow cuts through the rope, letting the net fall onto the Lost Boy and trapping him. The three women rush to surround him, while Sam stays hidden in the tree.
The boy thrashes around and eventually gets the net off. He finds himself facing off against a sword, a bow, and magic. The boy scowls, "What're you doing?!" He snarls. "Are you trying to start a war with Pan!?"
Emma brings the sword closer to the Lost Boy, "Pan started the war when he kidnapped my son."
"But doesn't make you the enemy." Regina takes the sweet approach, materializing a chocolate bar in her hand. Sam shudders at the syrupy tone Regina's voice now holds.
The Lost Boy picks himself off the ground and looks at Regina's open palm. "What's that?"
"Chocolate." Regina talks like she's addressing a four year old. "I thought you might like the taste if something sweet."
Emma steps in. "We don't want to hurt you, we just need you to deliver a message to Henry."
The Lost Boy turns his attention to Emma, or more accurately, Emma's sword. "Why should I help you."
Emma tries to level with the Lost Boy. "Because you had a home and a family once and you stopped believing you could get back to them. Now we're here we can help, not just Henry, all of you." Sam moves in the branches, trying to get closer to the conversation. She can't stop this feeling in her gut that Emma is completely wrong. "We can get you home" Regina holds out the chocolate farther and the Lost Boy takes it. He holds to his face smelling it, and Regina chuckles at his ignorance.
The boy turns around and launches the candy into the woods, throwing it as far his arm allows. "Don't you get it I'm here because I don't Want to go home. None of us do."
"Pan's a monster." Emma tries again to morally connect with the boy. "Look what he did to you." She uses her sword to point at the gash in the Lost Boy's face.
The Lost Boy smirks, his knuckle brushing against the cut. "Oh, Pan didn't do that," The smirk unsettled Sam, she really wanted to help Mary Margaret and Emma. "Henry did."
It's too much for Sam to handle, she jumps down from the tree, landing more gracefully than she thought possible. Sam walks right up to the boy and before he can even register what's happening, she punches him in the temple, knocking him unconscious. The women jump, shocked at what the meek Rapunzel just did. She looks down at Lost Boy. "Henry's not like you."
"Sam!" Mary Margaret calls out, causing the girl to swing around and face her. "What did you do?"
Sam looks at the boy and then back at Mary Margaret. "I-I just wanted him to stop talking." She tries to hold in a sniffle, but fails. "I'm sorry."
Emma puts a hand on her shoulder. "It's fine. I wanted to do that too, but I guess you beat me to it." Emma lets go of Sam and goes to the Lost Boy, leaning over him. "Help me tie him up then." They push him against a tree, wrapping the homemade rope around him until he is completely restricted. Emma gets in his face and starts shaking him by the collar, trying to wake him up. She shouts "Wake Up!" right into his ear, making him stir.
The boy opens his eyes to see only Emma. He smiles evily and says, "It's too late. Henry is a Lost Boy now. You're boy is one of the most vicious new recruits we have had in ages."
Mary Margaret pulls her daughter away from the Lost Boy and whispers to her, "Don't let him get to you, okay?"
When Emma stepped back, the Lost Boy saw Sam clearly for the first time and he went crazy. The boy started thrashing against the bindings all the while growling at Sam, "No! You can't be in Neverland. No new girls! No. Go to Hell you bitch!" What started out as cryptic messages turns into indecent cussing, so Emma draws her sword and hold it to his throat, silencing him.
He continues to glare in Sam's direction so she returns his glare, baring teeth when he bares his teeth, and hissing when he hisses. Regina has had enough and tries to get to the front of the group. "Move aside." she commands.
Mary Margaret is reluctant to let Regina through. "Why?"
"So I can rip his heart out. Then he'll do exactly what we want." Regina pushes past Mary Margaret and gives the Lost Boy a smile that had helped her earn the title Evil Queen.
Sam doesn't understand why Mary Margaret is suddenly upset. "This is not how we do things." She frantically turns to her daughter. "Emma, we can find another way to get to Henry."
"Really?" Regina asks Mary Margaret. "What do you think Emma?" Sam starts inching close to the Lost Boy, smirking at his increasing discomfort. Soon she's standing next to him, looking him in the eye.
Sam turns when she hears Emma say to Regina, "I think we need to talk to our son."
"No we can't do this." Is how Mary Margaret replies.
"Do it Regina." Sam watches as Regina starts approaching both her and the Lost Boy, shivering at the expression on Regina's face. Emma turns to Mary Margaret and wraps her in a hug saying, "I'm sorry."
Sam wonders what is wrong with Mary Margaret, but doesn't feel close enough with them to ask. So she stays next to the boy, confused as to why he looks terrified. Regina's hand goes into the Lost Boy's chest with a 'crunch' and white noise rushes into Sam's ears. she watches, detached, as Regina holds a ruby heart in her hand. There's screaming coming from somewhere, but Sam can't tell where. Mary Margaret appears in front of her, grabbing at Sam's shoulders and talking without sound. Sam falls down into a sitting position, putting her hands over her ears. That's when Sam realizes that she's the one who is screaming.
Her hearing returns to in time to listen to Mary Margaret yell at Emma. "This is what happens when you're willing to let Regina do whatever it takes!"
"I'm sorry!" Emma shouts back. "But how was I supposed to know that Sam would do this!"
Regina stands to the side, still holding the heart. "It was no secret that I was going to take out his heart. She shouldn't had watched if she's so squeamish."
"She's lived in a tower all her life! How on earth was she supposed to know what you were about to do?!" Mary Margaret points at Sam as she fights with Regina. She turns to Emma. "The cost of getting Henry back can't be this family!"
"I'm fine."
"What do yo-" Mary Margaret stops as she realizes that it was Sam who talked. The three women watch as the girl gets to her feet and takes one shaky step towards them before faltering. "Sam." Mary Margaret catches the girl and steadies her. "Do you want to sit down?"
She shakes her head no animatedly; a mannerism that they are starting to associate with her. "I'll be fine. Let's get Henry that message."
Regina smiles at Sam, finaly starting to trust the girl. "Oh we're gonna do more than that." She takes out a double compact mirror and breaks it at the hinges, splitting it in half. "We're gonna see him."
Henry is holding the mirror that Devin had just put in his hands. He looks in shock at his family looking back at him. "Henry are you okay?" Regina asks him worriedly.
Emma chimes in, speaking louder that she need to. "Henry can you hear me?"
Henry's hands shake slightly as he says, "Mom."
Mary Margaret pushes her face closer to the mirror, trying to get around Emma. "I'm here too Henry, and so is-" she pauses, trying to pull another person into the mirror's domain.
Henry can hear shuffling and a soft "No, Emma didn't remember why should he? I don-" Suddenly a new face is staring at Henry and for a moment he forgets to breathe. It's Samantha.
'But Samantha wouldn't be here.' This thought convinces him that the mirror is Pan's twisted sense of humor. "This is a trick."
"No this isn't a trick. Henry I promise you this is real." Emma uses information that only the two of them know. "Kid it's operation cobra rescue. It's us"
"You're here." He states. 'You're here. Samantha's here'
"Yes. We're coming to get you." They all break out into smiles, causing Henry to smile back.
He hears rustling in the bushes and starts to panic. "There's someone coming." He watches as Pan emerges, looking less than pleased. "It's Pan, I gotta go." They all break out in complaints, but he stops them. "I gotta go."
Regina get's out one last, "We love you." before he flings the mirror aside causing it to shatter. Henry takes a second to try to stop smiling before walking over to the fire.
Mary Margaret raises the flask above her head. "To Hook." She takes a swig in honor of the man who just saved her husband's life.
She tries to pass it to Regina, but the Evil Queen rebuffs the alcohol. "I don't do rum." She turns away and walks toward the fire.
Mary Margaret goes to pass it to Emma but finds Sam reaching for the flask. She raises it above Sam's reach, laughing when Sam makes a grab at it, and hands it to Emma. "Nope." Emma scolds Sam teasingly. "Not legal yet." Sam pouts, crossing her arms and scrunching her nose up. She follows the couple to the fire but turns her head back when she hears Emma's toast "To Hook." Sam's eyes widen when she sees Emma and Hook kissing. Her hand slaps over her mouth to stop from squealing. She watches Emma go off one direction and Hook in another. But then she spots Hook drop the flask. Sam goes and picks it up, deciding to follow Hook. She catches up to him, finding Hook sitting on a tree cursing about losing his rum.
"Here." He looks up to see the girl holding the flask out to him with both of her hands.
He grabs it and takes a swig. He wipes his mouth with the back of his sleeve. "You didn't drink any?"
She shakes her head no and sits down next to Hook. "I think you need it more."
Hook smiles at her hands it over. "Well I'm a pirate, love. I've handled worse."
She takes it and pours some rum down her throat and immediately spits it out spluttering and choking. Hook laughs at her reaction, and she joins in good heartedly. She gives the leather flask back to Hook. "I honestly don't see why pirates love this stuff." She says with a wrinkle of her nose.
"We mainly stay for the effect, love." They smile and she fiddles with her necklace out of habit. The action brought Hook's attention to the vial strung around her neck. His smile falters. He reaches out for it. "That's mine."
She slaps at his hand, snapping him out his stupor. Sam clutches at the vial, encasing it in her hand protectively. "I made it myself. So there's no way you've ever even seen it."
Hook takes a long drink from his flask. "Yes, yes. Sorry about that lo-" He stops short, not wanting to call her the usual love.
"You know," She starts, ignoring his unfinished sentence. "I hadn't seen true love before I came to Neverland."
"Yes, well the Charmings are rather, charming." Hook smirks and the girl laughs at his pun.
"What about you and Emma?" She asks, tilting her head and giving a small smile.
Hook let's out almost bitter laugh. "We aren't in any form of love, darling. Much less true love." He doesn't know what possessed him to use darling as her nickname, but he likes the way it sounds. "She is very much in love with Neal."
Sam's face looks like she had another taste of his rum. "Darling? That's stupid." He laughs at her sour expression. "And as for Neal, is he here? I mean I haven't seen Emma and Neal, but I've seen Emma and Hook." She shrugs her shoulders.
"Neal was Henry's father." Hook waits for her reaction.
"Oh. Uh. That's rather complicated, huh?" Sam doesn't know what to do so she stands up, brushing away imaginary dust. "I'll leave you to it."
"Farewell darling." He calls out as she leaves, causing her to turn and stick her tongue out him. Hook is left alone for an hour, and he spends it thinking about Emma. He also keeps landing back to the to the strange necklace that Sam has.
A throat is cleared and Hook looks towards it, expecting the girl to be back. Instead it's Pan, slouching against a tree. When he catches Hook's attention he pushes off the tree. "You really should have taken my deal."
Hook smirks. "Well it doesn't look like I need your help with Emma after all, mate."
Pan's eyebrow raises as he walks closer to Hook. "What you think kiss actually meant something?"
"I do I think that she's finally starting to see me for the man I am." Hook knows he's playing into Pan's hand, but he truthfully talks about Emma.
Pan's smirk is large enough to wipe Hook's off his face. "What?" He says. "The one handed pirate with a drinking problem? I'm no grown up, but I'm pretty sure that's less than appealing."
"I'm a man of honor." Hook says, starting to get angry at Pan's prodding.
"So tell me," Pan crouches down and looks up at Hook. "What would a man honor like yourself, do with a big fat secret?"
"We'll that depends what the secret is."
"Baelfire." Hook's head snaps towards Pan, now watching him stand up. "Neal," Pan gives a pause, "Whatever name he goes by these days." Pan starts to back away from Hook. "The guy Emma loves. Henry's father."
Hook is sitting straight, attention solely focused on the teenager in front of him. "What of him. He's dead."
"No, I'm afraid not. He's alive. That's not even the best part," Pan turns around, his back facing Hook. "He's in Neverland." Pan flourishes his arms and turns a quarter, facing Hook sideways.
"He's here." Hook says disbelievingly.
"Oh yes can you believe it. I'm sure Emma would love to know that Henry's father's still alive, but I hate for that to get in the way of budding romance. So I'll leave it up to you, to tell around," Pan walks into the foliage, disappearing from Hook's view, only to pop his head back around. "Let's see what kind of man you really are." With a scoff, Pan turns away from Hook. Pan's chin hits something and he hears a "omphf"as someone collides with him.
Sam bounces off the boy, falling back onto the ground. Her nose hurts after hitting… was it a chin? She reaches up and touches her nose; pulling away and seeing red on her fingertips. She hears a rather sardonic voice. "Well that's new."
"No. It's just a little blood." She replies without thinking. She looks away from her fingers and up at… no one. There was no one there.
What do you think of Sam instead of Samantha? I wanted something to show Rapunzel's defiance to Gothel, but the cutting of the hair isn't as symbolic as in Disney's Tangled. The reason that Gothel is Ms. Gothel in the flashback is because it's how it was in the Grimm story, Rapunzel knew that Gothel wasn't her mother. I don't know if I'll put her flashbacks in the beginning or in the middle like how OUAT does it. Ideas?
justwonderingwhoiam: Posting the update dates would work well if I didn't get all excited and totally disregard them. And congrats on being the first to guess it was Rapunzel. :)
ElektraMackenzie: Regina was just being Regina, this chapter and last. But thanks for loving Sam
KreativeGirl: It's good that you can't wait! Please stay intrigued.
polly and her cracker: I think that Rumple wouldn't be nearly as interesting if he didn't always have some dodgy dealing rearing it's ugly head... Glad you liked last chapter, Enjoy :)