A/N: Ergh. I just had to drop Italian because it clashed with the times that I worked. But now I have to do French. =( (Which isn't a bad thing since most of my family speaks French and I always get cut out of conversations, but I know the amount of effort it's going to take and that sucks).

Rant Over.

HERE'S DE NEXT CHAPTER!

In the last chapter, I wrote slut first and then I thought, hmmm, that's a little harsh. So I wrote harlot instead, and if you laughed at it, that's good because I cracked up writing it. =P

Aureaborealis: You little gem! I just got all warm and fuzzy inside. (If I had emoticons, it would be that one that's about to burst into happy tears).

Scorpiongirl92: Being Felixish is good. Very good in fact. Because Felix may have a very big role coming up...

ElektraMackenzie: Dem awkward moments. =P

Nellee: I loved writing that first scene. It was just hilarious to have Pan and Felix fighting. Thank you for your in depth analysis! =P

Juliptree: Aww thank you! I love them too! I didn't have an OTP until I met them. =P

Enjoy! xx

One Day

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One Month Ago

"What was that?"

Evie's eyes widened in shock as she looked over at Ash in astonishment. She was sitting in Killian's lap as he threw her gently into the air and caught her time after time. But right now, she was smiling. And a moment ago…

"I think it was a laugh," Killian said, turning Ash around to face him. "Did you just laugh, Ash? Did you just laugh at me?" She nodded and smiled in agreement and Evie and Killian laughed in return.

"She doesn't do it a lot," Evie mused. "Only a few times since you got her back. I've seen her take a few steps though."

"Really?" Killian eyebrows raised. "Can you do that, Ash? Can you walk?"

Ash looked up at him intelligently before turning around and climbing to her wobbly feet.

"Did she honestly just understand what I said?" Killian asked in astonishment, looking up at Evie.

"She's smart," she answered. "Even if she hasn't spoken yet, she knows what we're saying."

And they both watched as Ash took a few steps before toppling. They laughed until she started crying, and both of them took turns at soothing her, until she climbed into Evie's lap and started to tug at her top. Evie sighed loudly in disappointment, "She's getting teeth," she almost whined.

"If I had breasts…" Killian started, almost wistfully.

"You'd be the one feeding her," Evie snapped. "Now shoo. Go make lunch."

"Aye aye, Captain," Killian grinned, standing up and heading to the doorway where he closed the door and left Ash and Evie alone.

"I love you, Ash," Evie murmured as she stroked her daughter's forehead. Content.

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Present Day

Evie had one hell of a headache when she woke up the next morning. Killian was still asleep next to her, his mouth hanging open unattractively and there was a repetitive knock coming at the door.

Hobbling to her feet, Evie went to open it, finding Emma there with a worried look on her face.

"Hi Evie," she said, her brow furrowing, "You look horrible, are you okay?"

"I may have…drunk a little last night…" she admitted as another pain hit her head.

"Evie, you know you can't hold it," Emma answered disapprovingly. "Do you know where Killian is?"

"Erm, yeah, he's asleep," Evie answered, opening the door completely. "Mind you, he's going to have a massive neck ache."

Emma's face was worried at the concept of Killian and Evie in the same room all night, but when she saw him on the floor, she couldn't help the laugh that escaped her. Tracing lightly down his face with her hand, she woke him up to hear him murmur, "Emma."

"Nice to know you're thinking of me Jones," she answered with a smile. "But unless you want to be nursing a destroyed neck, I'd get up right now."

A little confused at first, he realised what she meant when he moved.

"Ow."

Ash let out a little cry as Evie pulled her out of the crib. Seeing Killian in pain apparently made her act out too. "Sorry, little star," he said as he got up, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm a bit sore."

"C'mon, we'd best get you something for that," Emma said, helping him to his feet.

"A massage?" He perked up at the thought.

"Maybe," Emma said with a small smile playing at her lips.

"Keep it child friendly, you two!" Evie called out before looking back down at Ash, "There are too many people about! Honestly, you'd think I was their mother," she murmured to her daughter. "Can you say that? Mama?"

But Ash merely grinned at her. She knew how to say it alright. But she was too much like her father and kept it from her mother because she wanted to play with her. Not that Ash realised it herself, though. She was only just over a year old.

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"Wilhelm rode into town yesterday," Evie heard someone say as she walked through the markets. She had Ash in a sling on her back and she was pointing out everything, but it wasn't drawing attention. Instead it just made Evie seem like any ordinary young mother doing her shopping. Any ordinary young mother doing her shopping with ears intent on hearing any peep of what Regina was planning.

"Oh! He's back from Hintar?"

"Says he saw a troop of men, silver and black."

The Immortals.

"How far?"

"A little over two days ride at that time. If they were heading here, only a day away…"

One day.

"How many?"

"Over a hundred, but not enough for an invasion."

"So why would King Highmark be sending them…"

"Perhaps they are to assist King David and Queen Snow?"

"Perhaps…"

Or perhaps they were to find Ash and kill Pan. One day.

Evie got what she needed and headed home. After spending the day occupying the girls with reading and chores, she pulled Sarah, Flora and Alessia aside.

"Girls," she began as they all leant on benches around the kitchen. "Should the need arise, you would be able to protect us, wouldn't you?"

"From the lost boys?" There was a greedy look is Alessia's eyes, as though she was eager to finally pull out her bow and arrow and get some action.

"Er, no," Evie said biting down on her lip. "We're, erm…actually going to be fighting with the lost boys."

"WHAT?!" The girl's voices rang out in unified astonishment. Each face was horrified and Evie quickly went about explaining.

"What you have to understand is that we have a common motive," Evie began. "There are people out to find Ash and steal her away. And those same people want to kill Pan. So, in addition to you three, the lost boys are also going to help once I get in contact with Pan."

"You hate Pan," Sarah answered pointedly.

"Apparently." Evie rolled her eyes. She'd go with it for the moment even though her gut and heart knew differently. They didn't need to share in her confusion. "But, this isn't just for him, this is for Ash. And Ash is one of us. Now, I'm hoping it won't get this close, but I want you all prepared just in case."

"Flora," Evie said pointedly, "Knives sharpened. Alessia," she turned to the next girl, "You might need to do some fletching tonight. Sarah," Evie turned to her and said, "You might need to wear pants tomorrow."

Sarah groaned, but she was the best girl Evie had ever seen in hand to hand combat. Killian had taught her sword fighting to compliment it and now, she was a force to be reckoned with. If there was a last line of defence for Ash, Evie wanted it to be these sixteen year old girls.

Killian came out of Emma's room then to go and put Ash into her cot for her afternoon nap. She'd fallen asleep in his arms and she was getting decidedly heavier as she grew. But he spotted Sarah heading back to her room and handed her to the girl, who Evie then asked to look after her for a while because she was going out.

It was almost dark outside by the time Evie shut the door behind her and stepped onto the almost completely empty street. The stallholders had all cleared away and now it was just her.

And as though he sensed her presence, Pan stepped outside of his door, eyes widening when he spotted her.

"Evening," he said politely as Evie crossed the road to meet him.

"Pleasantries?" Evie scoffed, "Really? I came here to give you further warning."

"Oh?"

"Highmark's sent about a hundred," Evie said quickly, "They should be here tomorrow."

"And you want me to get the lost boys on it," Pan nodded and without waiting another second knocked on the door, yelling, "Felix!"

"What?!"

"Round up the lost boys! Attack's on its way!"

Evie heard a couple of choice swear words before Felix yelled back, "Fine!"

Evie almost laughed at the way they talked now. It was more friendly than she'd ever heard them speak. Maybe Pan was changing.

"And how are you today, Evie?"

"I'm fine," she said, pointedly avoiding looking at him.

"No you're not," he answered knowingly, pulling her face up to look at him. "Have you warned your friends? Your man and your girls?"

"You know about Killian?" Evie's mouth dropped open. Since when?

"Since you came to me with that mark upon your neck three years ago," he answered, his eyes glancing over the smooth skin of her neck. "It's okay."

"What?" Evie's mouth dropped open in shock. "Since when are you okay with sharing?"

"Oh, I'm not," he grinned, "But I know you don't feel that way about him."

"Oh?"

"He has his own Princess," Pan said, sliding his arms around her, surprising her. "This Princess is mine."

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"Killian," Emma murmured in shock as he opened the door without knocking. He walked straight in to find Emma snatching her dress up in an effort to cover her modesty. She was turned away from him, her back fully exposed whilst her hair was shading her face from view.

"Thank you for not waiting for my response when you walked into my room," Emma said sarcastically as she held up her dress. She turned around slowly, expecting him to leave. With wide eyes she saw that his were shining with a look she hadn't seen in his eyes in a very long time. Sure, working in the tavern she'd seen a lot of eyes following her like that, but she'd never given in.

God, Killian's eyes made her want to give in.

"I'm sorry, I'll just…" His arms moved to the doorway but he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

Emma made the decision then, to drop her dress.

Killian's breath hitched audibly as she stood before him completely naked.

"Emma," he groaned, taking a step forward. "I thought you said you wanted to take it slow this time."

"Slow?" Emma said, rolling her eyes. "I was kidding. We moved past taking things slow two years ago, Jones." She was walking towards him then and he was completely at her mercy, his body no longer his own. Her hands reached to remove him of his clothing which she did so wordlessly, concentrating on what she was doing rather than the way his eyes were following her face. Whenever he reached out to touch her, she would push his hands away.

When she was running her fingers over his chest, her lips followed them, touching every inch of skin she could find, but she still wouldn't look at him.

"Emma," he groaned when her hands roamed lower, brushing over his bulge as she reached for his ties. "Let me touch you."

"Once you're naked," she answered, finally getting his pants undone and leaning down to push them off with his boots. But just as he went to reach for her, she had spun him around and pushed him down unto her bed. Leaning down until she was straddling him, she kissed him, dangerously passionate. His hands found her hips as she rolled them over the hardness beneath her. Killian groaned once more into her lips and she smirked at him, sliding down his body quickly before touching him where he wanted her, her lips following quickly.

"Erm…Emma?"

"Shh," she muttered, her green eyes clouded by lust. "Let me do this."

Killian couldn't help the sounds that escaped him as he pleasured him with her mouth. She continued even when he protested, taking him in until he came, and he was breathing heavily.

"Fuck, Emma." Killian looked down at Emma in shock as she leaned back onto her knees. "Where on earth did you learn how to do that?"

"The other maids talked," Emma answered a coy smile playing at her lips as she leaned over him. "They shared tips between each other, not realising that I didn't share their extracurricular activities. Well…until now."

Killian rolled her over then, kissing the smile off her lips as he took the time exploring her that she had with him. But she was thrusting her hips up into his fluidly, demanding without words that he take her. Even when he offered her some relief with his hand, she tried to guide him to her entrance with her hand. He finally got the message and slipped into her eagerly, completely enveloped by all that was Emma. And he moved with her, in and out of her, until desperation overtook them and they sped into their climax, falling into each other in ecstasy.

"I've missed you," Emma breathed, kissing him.

"We've got plenty of time to make up for, love," Killian murmured, his lips tracing down her neck.

"Well then," Emma smirked, rolling him back onto his back, "I'd best get you ready for another round."

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Evie was standing in the middle of the street with Pan in that moment. Her feet were trembling as the cool night air swept through the vacant street. And as a shiver went through her, he merely pressed her tighter to his body. He felt her body shaking in her embrace and murmured into her hair, "We're going to be okay, Evie."

"How do you know?" she whispered, looking up at his gleaming green eyes.

"Because I have your heart," he answered honestly, holding her face on both of his hands as he finally uttered aloud with a hesitant murmur, "And you have mine."

"What?!"

"What, Evie, you didn't think I could love?" His smile was almost teasing.

"Well…" Evie looked up at him curiously, "I wasn't sure."

"Truth be told," he admitted, "I'm not quite sure I know what it is to love. I just know that I have…feelings for you…that I've never quite felt before." It was the most inarticulate thing he'd ever said but Evie simply grinned up at him and his face fell.

"Are you laughing at me?" he asked, his grip on her loosening as a hint of fear flashed across his face.

"Yes," Evie answered, her brown eyes twinkling. She raised her lips to his then, to calm him, and because he looked completely adorable when he was confused. He seemed eased slightly by her movements, but Evie could still sense the concern in his figure.

"It's okay," she murmured when she finally pulled away, "We'll learn together."

And together, they walked into the inn, and laid down side by side. There, they held each other in silence. The sun rose and morning came…

And they were still there. Asleep in each other's arms.