Neil threw a rock into the pond, watching it sink into the dark waters. It was just like his heart. "I don't
know if she'll let you back in. Do you?" Captain hook's dashing Irish voice rang in his ears as he imagined
Emma's pretty face scowling at him in the bar after their little "reunion". She had been so angry at him,
and it was only because of Henry that they had gotten together again. Well, almost together. Hook, as
annoying as he was, was adventurous and lanky, with that cocky grin that Bae had tried to mirror as a
kid. Now Emma was caught in between them, the cocky lanky pirate, or the stocky magical Baelfire. This
was not how Bae had imagined his return from Neverland. He expected Emma bursting with joy to see
him, and they could all be a family with Henry. But now things would never be the same ever again.
Never. Stupid Greg had to take Henry. Neil would call Tamara stupid, but he just couldn't bring himself
to say it about the pretty, slinky, black-haired lady. Bae threw another rock and thought, Nope, nothing
will ever be the same again. Never ever. Kinda like Neverland.