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Storybrooke

I came tumbling to the ground as the portal spit me out. I looked up from the ground to see that everyone made it back, safely. I groaned and rolled over on my back. It was still nighttime and it seems like time didn't even pass while we were gone. Stars aligned the sky, shooting. I smiled and sat up, looking for Peter who was standing up. He saw me.

"We're back," He walked towards me and held out his hand. I grabbed it and he pulled me up.

"It feels good," I said, looking around the barn we were in. I looked over to Emma who began to run out of the barn, probably going to the arms of her parents. The woman started to stir and her eyes opened open. She sprung up from the ground and started to look around. Her gaze landed on me and she freaked out.

"You!" She yelled and I smirked.

"Did you sleep well?" I teased her and she marched over to me.

"Where am I? Why am I here?" She panicked.

"Calm down," I easied.

"I will not calm down!" She shouted. She glared at me. "You're worse than the Evil Queen."

"I try," I smirked.

"Come on, Riley. Let's go," Peter whispered in my ear, dragging me away. We exited the barn, leaving Hook to explain everything to her.

"I think we should talk about wedding," I smiled up at Peter. I stopped and turned, facing him and brought my arms around his neck. "When should we announce it?"

"I was thinking tonight. Nervous?" He asked, a smirk spread across his face and I shook my head.

"As long as I have you by my side, I have nothing to be afraid of," I softly spoke. My Lost Boy.