I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR PLOTS FROM ONCE UPON A TIME. I ONLY OWN JESS AND THIS STORY.

Long after Emma and Regina had locked me up in a small cell in the sheriff station, I lay awake unable to sleep.

Snow had come by to say hello. She cried, and we recalled some times good times we had in the Enchanted Forest as outlaws. She told me about what our friend Red has been up too also.

My mind wandered back to the previous night, to the shadow I had seen. Shivers down ran my body everytime I did. The thought brought back memories that I would kill to forget.

How the hell did it survive if Neal told me both it and Pan were dead?

My thoughts were almost gladly interrupted.

"Well, never thought I'd see you again."

I smirked, as I stood up to face the bastard.

"Guess fate has its ways. Rumple."

I stepped closer to the bars so that I was face to face with him.

"A little bird told me you were in town. I had to come see for myself." He said. "We have a lot to talk about."

I roll my eyes. "I don't see much to talk about. We both know what's coming. The question is, what are you gonna do about it?"

He seemed almost surprised by my question. "You were around him longer then I ever was. I would figure that you had an idea. Nobody, besides myself, has ever died and come back. That only happened because I was the Dark One."

"Well, wizard guy," I shot back. "I don't do magic. You know that. You're the one with all the tricks."

His glare turned dark. He looked almost like the Rumplestiltskin I knew from the Enchanted Forest.

"That may be true, but I wasn't around those boys today. You were. Emma may be a able to tell when someone is lying, but I can tell when someone is keeping a secret. What did you take from the boy?"

I looked him dead in the eye, and my voice lowered.

"I didn't take anything from them," a dark smirk appeared on my face. "Just what was on them."

I put my fingers in my pocket and pulled them out covered in dark green dust.

"If my guess is correct, then this is the crap that was controlling them. Better yet, I saved Roland from a shadow yesterday afternoon. Now who does this remind you of?"

We shared a knowing glance.

"Nobody we want coming back." He said with hatred.

I nodded. "I'll give you the sample, so you can see if there is any way to avoid it. But, you have to promise to update me."

"Your not going to make me let you out?"

I shook my head. "No. I need them to trust me. My reason for coming here was to start over, not just another town to sabotage as you all call it. They're gonna my help too. So we gotta deal?"

"Deal." He said as he shook my hand without the dust.

He pulled out a small potion jar and I rubbed off the glittery stuff into it.

As he turned to leave, I said "Rumple."

He turned back around, and raised an eyebrow.

"This isn't some shit game your playing, right?"

He shook his head. "Not this time Jess. Peter Pan is somebody neither of us want to come back."

(Flashback)

It had been about two months since I had been taken to Neverland. But then again, you never really know here.

The lost boys were distant at first, but they slowly started to warm up to me. A couple of the older ones showed me how to hunt, with a spear and with bow and arrows. I almost immediately got the hang of the bow, and pretty soon I was out hunting with the other boys. The spear took some getting used to though.

As I got more and more into the routine of things, my life back home became more and more like a dream. Something in the back of your mind that you never really think about, but its still there.

Almost every evening, the boys would create a fight circle. There were a couple of bigger boys that were almost unbeatable, that the others would try to beat. I sat on one of the logs near the fire, watching ones of the boys almost brutally knock another boy about half his size to the ground. The younger boys' face was bloody, and the ones creating the circle had to drag him out due to him being unconscious.

The bigger boy struts around the circle, saying "anybody else wanna give it a go?"
I glance over at Felix who looked busy carving a spear at another log, but I could tell he was listening. When I look back over at the fight circle, I see the boy has his eyes set on me.

"What about you Jess?"

I could feel all of the boys' staring at me, including Felix.

I smirk.

"I would, but I don't feel like humiliating you in front of the rest of the boys."

There were snickers and chuckles, but it soon quieted down when the boy glared at the group.

"Is that a threat?" He asks, starting to get in a fighting position.

I roll my eyes.

"I guess, if you insist."

I stand up, walking towards the group and they let me through.
To be honest, I had never fought like this. Sure, I had helped fend off pirates and wrestled around with some of the younger boys, but never competitively.

What have I gotten myself into?

I copy his position, and wait for him to make the first move, which he does.
He lunges towards me, almost knocking me to the ground, but at the last second, I slide out of the way, him barely missing me. He laid on his stomach near some of the boys feet.

"Oh come on," I said. "give me a little challenge."

He growls then gets up. This time, takes a swing, and his knuckles graze my cheek as I duck under his fist, elbowing him in the stomach. As he stumbles back a little, I kick the side of his head with my shoe, him falling onto his backside.

I never realized he was missing a tooth when he smiles.

"You wanna play dirty? I'll play dirty."

His arms lock around my legs as I fall to the ground. He stands back up and kicks me in the side, earning a accidental hiss from me. He chuckles. I start to get back up, but he kicks me in the chest, sending me back down.
He leans down so he can whisper in my ear.

"Well, it seems I'm still the champion here. Wonder why Pan brought you here? You can't even fight like a girl."

Now this, infuriated me.

With my arm, I swing at his legs knocking him unbalanced long enough for me to get up knocking him to the ground. Once he hits the dirt with a thump, I kick the side of his head again, which leaves his nose bleeding.

I lean down to whisper in his ear, just like he did.

"Your wrong, I do fight like a girl. I take it as a compliment. I find it funny that you think girls can't fight. Cause if I'm not mistaken, you were just beaten. By a girl." I smirk. "Maybe you should think things through before you go telling people what they are capable of."
I stand up, give him one more kick in the side, grab my bow, then walk to my tent just outside of camp.

heey I realm have no explanation for nit updating in forever...srry about that guys. But, I hope the fight scene was realistic enough, I've never been to good at them but wanted to show what type of person she was on the island, and where she kinda stood with the lost boys.

plz plz r&r! I'll love you forever!