Hey everybody,

a new chapter just for you! Warning: it gets a little dark *coughs* kinda non-con *coughs

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

Chapter 47

Peter's POV:

Aura wasn't there. And deep down in my heart, I knew she wasn't going to come back. There was a bridge already creating a path, but as soon as I stepped foot on the island, it crumbled behind me

I began walking around the bed, circling the used pillows and sheets; there were so many blood spots on them. What had she done to herself? As I touched the pillows, I felt they were still warm from her body heat. She must've slept here not long ago. Where was she now? There were pieces of Neal's cage, the group must've already rescued him. Hadn't they seen Aura?

This wasn't going as I had expected it. I had thought of a warm welcome, with her in my arms; or maybe she would not even remember me. But not even being present shattered my hope; broke my heart.

I went on to knock over the piles of books and plates she had left behind, screaming 'Why?!' as I did so. I was angry, but not at the girl whose heart I had stolen; who in return had done the same with me. I was angry with me, that I had her locked up, that I was cruel enough to do this to her. As I caught sight of specific books-her diaries, my anger simmered away immediately.

It was clear to me I was invading her privacy, but I needed to know what I had put her through all these years. Skimming over the pages, I let a tear escape. She had only scribbled words, but described her feelings nonetheless.

Confused. Scared. Numb. Broken. Hopeless. Alone. Longing. Hate. This needs to end.

Imagining the pain she had to endure, I thought about how today she may have cracked. Walked to the edge of the stone island, and, without anyone to save her, she jumped; the crash giving her relief, an end to her misery. I believed I owed it to my True Love, to at least once say three simple words out loud.

'What have I done to her? I love her; and now she is dead.' I spoke to the Cave, offering my darkest secret.

The ground shook; a long rock bridge materialized, connecting the stone island to the outer sides once more. Now that I had uttered the words made to doom me, I had to leave this place; this tomb of the girl with the golden hair and viridian green eyes, and get Henry's heart inside of me.

'Pan?' I heard a soft whisper at the opening of the clearing.

I turned to the direction where the sound came from, my heart stood still at sight of a girl.

She was wearing a silk, almost see-through night dress. Her eyes were transfixed on mine, her skin was omitting a ethereal glow. I was sure she must've been a mirage, my mind was playing tricks on me. It was normal to dream of things you couldn't have.

Taking small steps, I walked over to Aura warily, somehow hoping this ghost was a real person. I cupped her cheek gently, surprised to be feeling warm flesh. So it wasn't a ghost. Aura leaned into my touch, a warm, tingling sensation spreading inside of me.

She was real, standing in front of me. 'Aura?'

The wild side of me, the one that hungered for her and could only be sated by her touch; her kiss, took control of my body. It was not going to let her get away this time, it was going to keep her close at all costs. Suddenly, we weren't in the Echo Caves anymore, but in my tree house.

Without wasting a breath, I crashed my lips onto hers, pouring in all the longing I had felt subconsciously for a hundred years. She, on the other hand, was unresponsive.

'You're alive.' I took a breath, cupping her face and pressing our foreheads together.

'Barely, thanks to you.' She replied coldy, hitting my hands away and made her way to the exit.

Why was she being like this? Wasn't she relieved she wasn't in the Echo Caves anymore, but with me? Then a realization hit me like a ton of bricks; I hadn't noticed it a couple of days before, but when I played my pipes at the party, I could hear the music.

'You stupid, stupid girl! You stopped loving me, didn't you?' Grabbing her hand, I spun her around quickly and pressed her tightly against my chest, keeping her from leaving.

'You're angry at me? How dare you! You were the one who used me, locked me...' She yelled, but I silenced her with a kiss.

I had to admit, I wanted to have her then and there; tear off her clothes and make her scream my name in pleasure. Pushing her against the wall, I started to rub my body against hers. As I wrapped my hands around her wrists, taking them both tightly and holding them above her head, I whispered into her ear. 'There's that fire I like.'

I had loosened my grip on her wrists as I went in for another kiss, but was rewarded with a slap across my face. 'You bastard! Let me go!'

'So this is how you want to play?' Growling, I shoved her against my bed, her knees buckling as they hit the edge.

Holding her down with one arm, I grabbed the bottom of her nightdress, pulling it up to her hips. She instantly pressed her legs together, but with the snap of my fingers, her hands were tied to the bedpost, and I pushed her knees apart.

'Let me go!' Aura kept repeating, struggling as she tried to loosen the knot of the rope.

'Oh, I will get what I want. Your heart may not be of use to me anymore, but there are other ways I can play with you.' Ignoring her screams, I run my hands run up her thighs to her underwear, ghosting my hands over the hem.

Her shouting had turned to cries, tears rolling of her cheeks. They must've been tears of joy, finally being in my presence again. One hand moved to her chest, not so gently massaging her breast, as the other cupped the area between her thighs.

'You're not even ready for me?' I commented on the missing wetness.

Her struggling had stopped, her chest heaving in quiet sobs. Quickly ripping the undergarment away, I was about to unbutton my pants, ready to pull them off and enter her, when I heard a barely noticeable plead. 'Please, Peter. Stop.'

It was like being pulled out of a dream; a trance. Stopping immediately, I made the rope disappear. She sat up, pulling the nightdress hitched to her hips down and cowered to the corner of the bed, far away from me. I realized upon looking at her distressed form that I had planned to do an unspeakable thing.

I may not have been the most well behaved boy on the island, but I would never take a woman against her will; I wasn't a monster.

Upon looking into her eyes; red from crying, I didn't see myself in the reflection, but what I had become; what I never wanted to be: a monster.

No wonder she didn't love me, I had put her through so much pain and misery, locked her up for a hundred years…kept her heart from its other half. I almost raped her.

'I'm sorry,' I whispered and disappeared to someplace far from camp.

In the dead of the night, I made a promise to myself. I would do anything to make her happy, to get her to trust me, maybe even make her fall in love with me again. Not because I wanted the powers of her heart, but because I wanted to change.

I wanted to be her True Love.

So...yeah...I hadn't initially planned on this...and the good thing is Pan stopped...

Next chapters are better and more happy, I promise!

Reviews are always appreciated!

Maybe you could go check out Recurrence, it's another panfic I started writing. (link is in my bio, and also: Pan is the good guy in that fic.) That would make my day!

Love you all,

aureaborealis