So, just to let everyone know...I have not abandoned this story. Back in December, on the 22nd, one of my dogs got out of my house without anyone knowing. He didn't make it back home safely. Needless to say, after that I couldn't write anything. I was unable to do anything because of the grief. Then school started some time later and I didn't feel that 'spark' to write. I'm attempting to get back into writing, so I do apologize if this chapter is boring. It is shorter than the past chapters.


"Tink, where do you think they went?" Fawn asks as she fly around the towering pixie dust tree looking for the Emma and Killian. "We have flown around this tree four times now!"

The animal pixie exclaims in light frustrations, "Humans can't disappear like that."

Silvermist giggles. "Humans, you can't take them anywhere!" She says jokingly as she lands on the soft dirt.

"Hmm." Tink hums as she tries to anticipate where Killian would go in pixie hollow. "I don't think he would go far. He wouldn't do that with Emma around." Tink muses out loud.

"Do you guys think they went to a different season?" Silvermist offers.

"Oh!" Fawn exclaims loudly as she begins to fly away, "I'll ask the animals and critters to see if they have seen anything around!"

"Tinkerbell," Silvermist beings softly as she grabs the other pixie's hands, "is there a special place that you, Killian, and Peter all went to hang out. I know Peter was fond of Killian."

Tink glances up at Silvermist thoughtfulness in her eyes. "Oh!" she exclaims as jumps into the air.

"I think—"

"Cotton Grove!" Fawn hollers as she spins around the other two pixies, "He took her to Cotton Grove!" She says as she holds the plump little mouse, Cheese, in her arms.

Tink giggles at Silvermist. "Yeah, that is what I was going to say!" Tink snickers as she pets the mouse, "Thanks Cheese!"

When they had arrived in the cotton forest, the pixies are shocked to find Killian, Emma, the squirrels, the foxes, the mice and other Pixies all sitting around the couple, starting up at Killian with awe in their eyes as he tells them about his adventures.

"Ohhh." Tinkerbell says as her wings fluttering with annoyance. "He is bragging again, isn't he?" she exclaims as she flies faster towards him and latches on to his ear.

"OW!" Killian hollers cupping his ear.

"Tinkerbell, dear, what was that for?" He says in low whine in his voice.

"Stop the bragging." She demands as she lands on his shoulder.

"Bloody pixie." Killian mumbles rubbing his sore ear.

"What was that!" Tinker shrieks as she flies to his other ear.

Killian covers his uninjured ear. "Nothing, pixie!" He glowers at the temperamental pixie. "Did you get what I need?" He asks, as he stands up from his spot in the soft cotton.

"Yes, of course I did, Killian." Tinkerbell says boastfully as she shows him the desired object.

"Let me see the Heart of the Ocean." Tink demands as she holds the golden crown from the Queen of the Pixies.

"This crown will active the prison. It is the most powerful item in Neverland; it is enchanted from ancient pixie magic that only Queen Clarion knows. It will let you imprison Rumpelstiltskin. He will be unable to use magic," She says as she places the crown around the sapphire globe.

The dainty, small crown spins around the orb slowly as it expands to fit around the large gem. As the sphere rises up from the hands of the pirate, the crown spins faster and faster until it become a blur of a golden line.

The jewel responds to the crown by glowing bright with a cerulean hue.

"What is going on?" Emma asks as she stands up, her eyes never leaving the floating crystal sphere.

"The power of the pixies is activating the prison." Killian states clearly.

The levitating globe lowers back into the pirate's hand as it pulsates a bright light that spreads through out Pixie Hollow.

"It's done, Killian." Tink declares as she smiles towards him.

Killian nods at the pixie. "We shall take our leave now." He says nodding to Emma as he begins to walk away toward the door.

The tinker pixie looks up sadly at the pirate. "Alright." She mumbles sadly as she follows the two humans.

Once outside the entrance to the Bubbly Bog, Tink turns to Killian, "Don't forget that the magic from the portal will take you to another part of the island you entered. I hope it is not too far from where you have camped."

"I know, Tink." Killian says as he stares softly at the little winged pixie, "Farwell."

Looking up with tears in her eyes Tink swiftly flies towards Killian's face and hugs his cheek.

"Stay safe…" Tink mumbles.

"You as well, old friend." Hook replies with a soft smile.

"You too, Emma." Tink says as she floats away from the pirate, "Stay safe."

After the teary farewell, Emma and Killian walk through the portal, and the moment they blink they are back on the island.

"Well…" Emma hums as she looks around at the forest—it is identical as to when they left, "That was simpler than I thought it would be."

Ignoring her statement, Hook pulls out his compass as he beings to march away, "This way, love."

Emma stares at his retreating figure before running after him. 'He is extremely determined. He leaves his friends so quickly, just to avenge this woman.' Emma thinks as she falls into step behind him as her mind wonders off.

"Did time freeze?" Emma asks as she watches Killian cut away at the vines.

"What—" Killian pants, "Give you that idea?" He stops and stares at Emma, whose hair is wet with sweat from walking in the humid heat.

"It is as if we never left this world." Emma points out, "The sun is still high, like when we had left."

Hook grins with a chuckle, "No, lass, time did not freeze. We were in Neverland for over a day. Time is slower there."

"We have been gone for a day? Won't your crew come looking for you?"

"No, lass. They won't. They know how Neverland works." Hook glances at her once more time before hacking at the vines once more.

"How far are we?" Emma asks as she stares at the sweat-clad shirt that clings to the pirates back.

"We are probably about a mile from the camp site." Hook pants out as he keeps cutting down branches.

"And you know that how?"

"You are very bad at paying attention to your surroundings." Killian points out.

"What is that sup—oh." Emma looks past the muscular pirate and sees gray smoke floating above the broken trees.

Once they reached the edge of the beach where they had left a few group of men and the boat.

"Come on, lads!" Hook hollers at his men, "Time to head back to the ship!"

"Yes Captain!" The men holler back in unison as they begin to pull the boat back into the ocean water.

Once back aboard the ship, Emma is forced back into the captain's quarters.

"Really, Hook!" Emma shouts as she bangs against the door, "is this truly necessary?"

She can hear him on the other side of the door chuckling as he jingles the keys, "Yes, lass it is."

"Come on!" She shouts again as she kicks the door.

"Now, now, love. That is no way to treat the door. It hasn't done anything to you." He jokes with a hearty laugh.

"But the owner of the door has!" Emma snarls as she throws a glass vase at the door.

"Woman!" Hook shouts back, seriousness in his voice; "If you break anything else I'll give you to the men. And they outnumber you."

Silence is his response, and he satisfactorily grins; "Now be a good lass and clean up your mess."

Hook heads back up to the main deck when a roar of frustration is his response

"I can't believe of that nerve of that pirate!" Emma shouts as she throws the pillows on the ground.

"Does he at least of a bathroom?" Emma growls as she looks around for a place to clean up. Emma spotted a curtain and spotted an empty bucket with a rope attached to it and some clean-looking rags.

"Ugh." She mutters as she picks up the empty bucket.

"Sea-water it is." Emma sighs as she heads back to open the window of the captain's quarters.

In minutes, Emma had a bucket full of cold seawater and brought it back to the small niche to bathe. Emma stripped out of all her clothing and began to rub at her pale skin.

Emma relaxed as she dipped the cloth back into the tub and rings it over her head.

A voice filled her ears, "Well, who knew a princess would look like that under all those clothes."

Letting out a high pitched screech, Emma turned around and stared into the eyes of the pirate captain who was not looking at her eyes, but staring hungrily at her body.

"Hook!" She screamed even louder than before as she pulled the curtain closed

She heard his chuckle. "Shy, love?" He jokes.

"Get out!" Emma snaps. She peaks around the curtain to see Hook standing even closer than before. "Now, Hook!"

He grins down at her like a predator who has cornered his prey. "I think not, lass."

"Really?" Emma says, her voice dropping as she clutches the curtain.

"You are increasingly fun to mess with, you know that, love?" Hook mutters while smiling lustfully at her.

"In any case," he continues, "in the chest there are some clothing for you, unless…you want to keep wearing my clothing."

"You have women's clothing…and you made me wear your shirt?" Emma glares at him.

"I didn't make you do anything, love. You asked for a shirt, not what kind of shirt."

"Oh, just get out." Emma snaps.

Hook bursts out into laughter, "You have ten minutes before I come back with a meal for us."

Giving her once last lustful look before making his way outside of the door. "And clean up the vase you broke, woman. I won't ask you again."

Once Emma heard the door slam shut, she peaks out to make sure he actually did leave.

"Damn pirate." She mumbles as she dries herself out and heads towards the chest to open it.

Emma pulls out a supple leather pants and a loose cotton shirt and puts them on before lying back on the bed.

Hook knocked on the door before walking in to the room.

"I didn't say you could come in." Emma says lazily.

"That is why I am the captain of this ship. What you command doesn't matter." Hook grins as one of his sailors follows him into the cabin with dinner.

"Go." Hook commands the sailor before shutting the door.

"Shall we, princess?" Hook gestures towards the food that is laid out on the table.

"We shall, pirate." Emma nods in agreements.


Let me know how it is?

*Also, unbeta-ed