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Reluctant Friends

Tinkerbell was trapped in one of Pan's cages. Ella had seen her from afar…well, she'd heard her first. Seriously, that fairy had a mouth.

And then she'd gone to go and get the key which Pan, of course, kept on himself at all times.

Ella was sitting on the edge of Pan's bed, waiting for him to return. Just before he did though, she moved to his desk, not wanting him to get the wrong impression. Crossing her legs, she sat there and waited. When he climbed back up the ladder, Pan's face broke into a smile. He crossed the floor quickly and pulled her lips into his. Her eyes widened. Normally there was some goading before he kissed her.

And he never kissed her like this.

His lips were soft, exploratory. Pan's tongue took in every crevice that he had never cared to learn before. And for the first time, she actually found herself wanting to kiss him back.

Ella was almost disappointed when he pulled away. With a wide grin he said, "Hey E."

"Afternoon Pan," she responded civilly. "How was your day?"

"Gooood," he looked at her out of the corner of his eye with a small smirk. "It has left me a little, tense, I suppose."

Walking across the room, he dropped his weapons belt on the bed, untying his tunic and slipping it off his shoulders. Ella watched his back as he sat down on the edge. As he sat down, she saw the key-shaped bulge in his back pocket. She bit her lower lip as she attempted to figure out how she was going to get it. There were the impossible options; knocking him out, stabbing him. And then there was distracting him.

Why did sex always end up being the answer to all her problems?

Ella was so involved in her thoughts that she didn't realise Pan was walking towards her. Shirtless, he came to stand in front of her, his lips coming down gently once again. And she kissed him back. Leaning upwards, she let him bring her face closer, clutching at the back of her neck and tracing down her skin. His lips began to follow the lines of her face, feather light down her neck, as he began to nuzzle at the junction of her shoulder and neck.

Nuzzle?

"How about I get rid of that tension?" Ella said suddenly, making Pan look up at her with his eyebrow quirked.

"That's where I was headed with the kissing," he explained, eyeing her curiously. They'd definitely done all this before, so why was she so…

"Lie down on the bed?" she asked with a small smile, acting coy as she looked at him through her eyelashes. She wanted to order him like he did to her, but she knew that could only end badly. She was still testing the waters of Pan's newfound kindness.

And he did it. Ella followed him to the bed where he laid down on the mattress, looking up at her expectantly.

"Over," she said with a smirk. Pan seemed to be in an incredibly good mood because he turned over onto his stomach without question. Ella threw her leg over his body, sitting on the base of his back as she flexed her hands. It would be easy to take the keys right now, but she'd never make it out the door without Pan catching her.

So she began to knead her hands across his shoulders. He tensed in acute pain before she muttered, "Relax."

"This would be a lot better if you were naked," he answered in response, but Ella merely sighed in exasperation before continuing her movements. She could see Pan's muscles relaxing as she continued down his spine.

"Ella," Pan moaned as she pressured his lower back. It was so low she barely heard him, but she did hear him. And even when they were having sex he didn't moan her name like that, ever. She supposed, the unintentional grinding on his lower back wasn't exactly deterring him from being turned on.

Ella made a point of keeping things tame after that. Her touches became lighter as Pan's breathing became heavier, eventually drifting off into sleep. She continued for a little while longer, drifting further down until she could slip her left hand easily into his back pocket and pull out the key. Making sure he was unconscious, she swung her leg off Pan smoothly and silently, her assassin's skills coming in handy.

Ella practically jumped in excitement when she hit the dirt covered ground. Or at least, she was excited until she caught sight of Felix staring at her angrily.

"Not again," she groaned in annoyance, throwing her key into the pocket with the compass. She pulled her dagger out at the same time. "You really want your arse kicked Felix?"

"You aren't getting to the fairy," Felix spat, swinging his mace around once menacingly. "Pan may say you have to be kept alive. But he never said in what condition."

Felix leapt for her, his face a mask of hatred. But Ella was quick, and Felix was predictable. With a few jabs to his ribs and a twist of his shoulder that almost dislocated it, he dropped his mace letting out a hiss of pain. He was good at holding it in,Ella thought appreciatively, because she'd felt that in military training and it hurt like a bitch.

"Alright Felix," she whispered harshly in his ear. "You can either never mention this again, or I will go to Pan, and tell him that you tried to touch me. And then you won't just be dealing with me, you'll be dealing with him, and I don't think you want that."

Felix nodded almost imperceptibly and Ella let him go. With a finger across her lips she warned him to keep quiet, before turning her back on him and going off to free Tinkerbell.

14 Years Ago

"We'll be at Veria in a few hours," Killian murmured, tracing Tinkerbell's spine with his fingers. He began to kiss down her spine as she awoke with soft murmurs.

"That tickles," she smiled, turning over to face the pirate. As she did so, she felt his hardness brush against her stomach. "Someone's happy this morning."

"I'll be happier when I'm inside you Tink."

"Why Captain," the fairy held herself up on her elbows as she mocked horror, "What kind of fairy do you take me for?"

"An extremely sexy fairy who has spent the majority of five days screaming my name," he smirked, pulling her on top of him and hearing her groan as her most intimate parts straddled his hips.

"So, we have three hours?" Tinkerbell reaffirmed. Killian nodded as she bent to kiss him, murmuring into his lips, "They'd better be good Captain."

Present Day

"Well fan-fucking-tastic," Tink said sarcastically. "Look who finally decided to show up."

"I'm sorry," Ella answered before re-thinking and taking a step back from the cage. "You know what, I'm actually not. What is your problem with me? I got here as fast as I could without having to endure Pan's wrath, and I think I did it relatively quickly. You've been here, what, three hours? Compare that to fucking ten years Tink."

Oh God, she'd actually just cursed. Guess that's what happened when you hung around Tink too much. It was that anger that fuelled her towards the cage. The key unlocked it easily and the fairy practically jumped out. She looked at Ella through green eyes, a little understanding in them, but she didn't move to hug her or anything. Tinkerbell did hold out her delicate hand though, and Ella took it in her own.

"Reluctant friends?" Tink enquired.

"Deal," Ella answered, before turning on her heel, leaving the key in the door so that Pan couldn't connect her with the fairy. Twenty minutes later, Ella had rowed her way across the water and was climbing up the side of the ship behind Tink. She was quick to jump into Hook's cabin and take up his washing facilities. Hook on the other hand was out on deck. He gave her a neat little wave as she ran past, and Ella went to sit beside him.

She sat down with a sigh, letting herself relax as she shut her eyes.

"How'd you do it?"

Ella peeked her left eye at Hook before she closed her eyes once more. It was easier to talk to him when she wasn't watching his reactions.

"I er, had to relieve Pan's tension," Ella said quickly.

"No need for euphemisms Hart," he answered, something tight in his voice. "You slept with him."

"Not yet," she sighed, "But I'm going to have to in order to get the contract."

She bit her lip as she said the words aloud. It was final.

"Don't hate yourself, love," Hook commented gently as though he'd read her mind, "I've used sex to get what I want before."

"And that's supposed to make me feel better?" Ella scoffed. Looking out on the horizon she gave a relieved sigh, "At least I know it'll be the last time."

They sat in silence for a few moments before Ella turned to Hook once more, the events of the afternoon still fresh in her mind.

"Why does Tink swear so much?" Ella asked suddenly.

"She spent too much time in my bedroom," Hook smirked. Ella flushed at his comment, not wanting to hear about that. She couldn't even tell if she was joking half the time anymore.

He sobered up a little as he continued, "I think it's because she needs to be. Without wings, she's had to toughen up pretty quickly. It's a hard thing for fairies to do you know. You rely on magic for so long, and then you suddenly become a weak human being. Weaker than most human beings."

"But this didn't happen overnight," she frowned.

"No," Hook admitted. "She erm…"

"It's a really dark story," he continued, as though questioning her. Ella's expression didn't change.

"She had to watch her entire family slaughtered in front of her eyes."

"Wow."

Hook nodded sadly, "And when I say family, fairies consider their entire tribe their family."

Ella's mouth dropped open. "That kind of explains her a lot better."

14 Years Ago

Killian had his hand wrapped around Tinkerbell's mouth as she screamed. Her face was screwed up in horror as yells erupted around them. Dragging her back into the shadows, he tried to cover his own disgust at the monstrosity occurring before them. Soldiers were cutting down the Fae woman by woman, even the girls, the children…

Until only the prince remained.

"Tell us Your Highness. Where is the changeling?"

"No. One. Knows," he said in defiance, the spark in his eye saying that he did. But he would never tell them; not even if they tortured him for decades. And the attackers knew it too. An arrow was embedded in his heart and he fell.

Then there was silence.