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Here's chapter seven:

Disclaimer: Sadly,I do not own Once upon a Time, just the ideas in my head that I incorporated in this story!

Chapter 7

I was falling.

How curious. I don't remember losing balance, or being pushed or slipping on a high surface.

But I was absolutely sure I was plummeting to my death. Since I was a little kid, falling to my death was a recurring dream. Why wouldn't this be any different?

Closing my eyes, I waited for the painful hit on the ground below. Except, it wouldn't be painful, I would only wake up in reality.

I waited and waited, but nothing happened.

Instead, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and gently place me on the ground.

My eyes shot open; my hands dug into the earth. I was overjoyed to feel land again.

I turned slightly to see my saviour who was kneeling right by my side. To my surprise, my saviour was a young man with ash brown messy hair, and faint grey eyes.

'Well, could you imagine what would have happened if I didn't catch you?' He smirked.

'Could've broken your pretty little neck, now who would want that?' He answered himself, shushing me before I had a chance to answer.

'Thank you,' I croaked, still in shock.

'And who are you? I don't remember telling my shadow to bring someone new. Especially not a girl.' He raised his eyebrows skeptically.

It seemed he was talking more to himself than to me.

'My name is Aura,' I replied.

Silence.

Slowly his eyes lowered to my chest, to where my heart was.

'Your heart...it's glowing.'

I looked down to see for myself, but there was no glowing, just my tight jacket. Was this man crazy? Was he hallucinating? Was I hallucinating?

'Ah, where are my manners? I'm Peter. Peter Pan,' He slipped casually, bringing back my attention to him.

For a moment, my heart stopped. I couldn't breathe.

Peter Pan was kneeling next to me. The Peter Pan from my favorite bedtime story. Or this man was just really crazy. But he sure looked the part, all boyish charm with that hidden mischievousness that made my eyes widen in the possibility that it could be true. But I pushed it aside in favour of logic.

'And I guess I'm in Neverland,' I joked.

'Precisely.'

Oh no, this was not happening. It was all a dream anyway. Wasn't it normal to dream about something you really wished for?

'Girls aren't usually allowed to stay in Neverland, but I would be willing to make an exception. Just for you. But you would still be breaking the rules.' His eyes glinted deviously as though breaking the rules was exactly his kind of thing.

'Fine, if you're really Peter Pan, then why didn't you visit me sooner? I waited every night by my window for years, but you never showed up.' I felt the anger that was bottled up inside for so long ready to explode.

His facial expression suddenly dropped, the devious glare turned into a sad one. And with that, my anger had simmered down. I was confronting my feelings I had surpressed, a very normal thing in dreams.

'Aura, I did try. But Gothel's magical powers never let me bring you here. And somewhere, deep down in that precious heart of yours, you never believed enough.'

Mother had powers? It was a dream, but even in the depths of my subconscious I could swear I didn't know this.

But maybe I did. Then it hit me. As soon as Mother would leave the cottage, she would move her hands in strange ways and murmur strange, foreign words, but I always thought it was part of her culture, her way to say goodbye, not magic.

He continued. 'If I would have brought you sooner, you wouldn't be looking for a sanctuary anymore. You would be happy and lost, here in Neverland, away from the Evil Queen.'

I believed him.

Lost in Neverland. My new home. My search was over.

'But Peter, how will I find Neverland? How will I find you?' I urged, desperate for an answer as I felt consciousness pulling me back to reality.

'I will call for you. All in good time, Aura.' He was slowly fading.

'Then I will wait, Peter.'

I shot up, awaking from my dream. My eyes eagerly scanned the room, I was in bed with Hook. My whole body was tense and glistening with sweat.

Falling, landing in Neverland and meeting Peter Pan was all a dream, but it had felt so real.

Maybe what Pan said was true, if only I believed enough. All it took was a leap of faith.

'Hook, get up!' I gently tried to rouse him, eager to tell him I had found the destination of my journey.

His eyes fluttered open and he yawned. 'Oh, someone's impatient! Should I undress?'

'No silly, I know where we have to go.' I shoved him around, annoyed with his sexual comments.

He motioned for me to continue.

'Neverland.'

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