Night Time
Your POV
Henry's family tided me up to sit in front of a tree. No one spoke to me since I woke up from Regina's sleeping spell. When they talked to each other, they would go in a circle and whisper so I didn't hear them. They were all doing that, except the women called Snow.
She walked over to me and sat in front of me with a slight smile. I could tell this women was kinder and sweeter then the rest of them. I smiled back, not feeling that worried around her. "So I know your name now. Y/n. My name is Mary Margaret." Her voice was so gentle. Almost motherly.
"H-hi," Even if she made me not worried, I still stuttered with fear from the rest of them. Regina and Killian scared me the most.
She breathed in heavily then spoke, "Listen Honey. No one hear wants to hurt you, but Pan took my grandson, and Regina's, and Emma's son. We really want him back." I looked down at my feet and didn't answer. She decided to say more when she realized I wasn't going to say anything, "If your scared of Pan, you don't have to be. We can protect-"
"Peter would never hurt me," I cut her off on his defense. Yes, Peter was an evil person with a dark heart, but I knew he loved me.
"But how do you know that?" She questioned gently. Obviously not trying to make me mad.
"Because he loves me." Regina laughed when she heard me say that.
She walked over to us now and knelt down next to Mary Margaret. She spoke confidential, "That boy does not love or care about anyone, but himself. You may think that boy loves you, but he's evil and will take down anyone in his way of getting what he wants." She spoke like she knew him. She wasn't completely wrong, but she was wrong about how Peter felt about me.
"I'm sorry about your son Regina, but Peter does love me. He took Henry now because he loves me and wants to be young sooner then he needs to be. I can help you find another way because I don't want to see anyone hurt."
She got close to my face and spoke with word laced with venom,"Listen here, little girl. If my son is hurt in anyway, I will make it my mission to kill you in front of Pan-,"
Mary Margraet pulled her away from my face and cut her off, "Regina! Stop it! She's only a kid." They both walked away from me and whisper-yelled at each other. I didn't know what they said, but Regina never came back to talk to me.
Mary Margaret did though. When she sat in front of me again she looked into my eyes and she could tell I was scared. Not by Peter though, by all them.
"I'm sorry Y/n. Regina has a temper." I giggled with her and let her keep talking. "When exactly did you get here?"
"I've been here for a little over two months. Peter's shadow took me from my orphanage I've been at since I was an infant." Mary Margaret's slight smile went away and I kept explaining my sad story, "My mother dropped me off at the orphanage, when I was an infant. I had no papers, no information on her, and not a clue of who my father was either. Peter saved me from that place because it was terrible." She looked at the ground now and had a questions written all over face.
She decided to ask one of those questions though, "How old are you Y/n?"
"Sixteen. Why?"
She didn't answer me. Just asked another question. "What about your birthday? You must of been given a birthday." She looked at me in the eyes, but I couldn't tell what she was thinking.
I just answered instead of trying to figure it out, "April 28th. That's when my biological mother dropped me off, so the people at the orphanage made it my birthday." Mary Margaret was speechless. Her face became paler then it already was and she stood up with no warning.
She then said quickly, "Okay, Y/n. I think we should call it a night." That was last thing she said to me. She left me very confused.
Mary Margaret POV
My heart was pounding. Could this be... no way it can't be. That's insane. Emma realized I was flabbergasted after talking to Y/n and walked over to me.
"Mary Margaret, what's wrong?" I needed to tell someone. I took her by the arm and pulled her into the jungle to make sure no one heard me, especially my husband Charming. He didn't know my secret either. It was a secret I kept to myself.
When we got far enough from everyone, I looked at Emma straight in the eyes and said, "Emma. I need to tell you something and you can not tell anyone, especially Charming. He doesn't know about this either." Emma looked very worried at the state I was in.
I was shaking with the information I was about to pour out. "Yes. I promise now what wrong?" She asked me this carefully like I was about to combust. I breathed in slow and exhaled with my eyes closed. My untold secret was finally going to be told.
"A couple of years after you were born, a curse was sent across the land before Regina's. A memory wiping curse. Everyone forgot who they were until a man, who is not going to be named, found me and made me fall in love with him. When the curse was lifted I found out I was-." I closed my eyes tight. I was embarrassed on what I was about to say, "He-he-hheee." I started chocking on tears.
Breath dammit.
"He-he got me pregnant."
Emma was speechless. Not only did I have one child that was forced out of my life, but another I gave up. Emma didn't say anything. She just looked at me confused, maybe because I was telling her all this now. I continued, "He was the reason for the curse on our land. Even after everyone remembered, I hid for nine months, until I had a baby girl and had to give her up. I think Y/n is the child I gave up all those years ago."
Emma's stuttered for a response, "D-does she-" She cleared her throat then continued, "Does Y/n know you think she's your daughter?"
"No. I'm scared to either be wrong, or if she is my daughter, how do I explain it to her and Charming?"
I've looked for Emma for years when I lost her, but Y/n was a baby made when I had no memory of who I truly was. If anyone else found out about this, I would have no choice, but to find out if she was my daughter or not.
I thought about it. If she was my daughter, it doesn't matter what state I was in or who helped me conceive her. I would love her.
"Mary Margaret, since when have you ever let anyone decide or influence your decisions?" Emma smiled at me after saying that. I smiled too because she was right. If Y/n was my long lost daughter, I wouldn't let anyone influence me to not keep her in my life now.
Time skip
Your POV
Everyone was asleep around me. Emma was the first tonight. To keep watch I mean. She would look around and every time she laid her eyes on me, she would smile. I would smile back too. It had to be midnight by now. All I could think about was Peter and Henry.
Henry, because I felt bad for the boy. He really thought his family abandoned him, when they were right here on the island trying to get him back.
I thought about Peter because he got himself into something dangerous. He's always been a very dangerous person and everyone knew it, but to this group of people they were coming for Henry and not taking no for an answer.
Emma saw I was thinking hard, and decided to come over to sit next to me. She laid her back on the tree I was tied to, and spoke to me like I knew her for years, "What you thinking about?"
I smiled for the caring gesture she just made. "I'm just worried, that's all."
"Don't worry kid. If what you said about Pan is right, he won't hurt you."
"I'm not worried about me. I'm worried about you guys." I looked her in the eyes to show I was serious.
"W-what do you m-mean," Emma stuttered just like I always did. Always when we were nervous, but didn't want to show it.
"Peter has killed people that were just unwanted on Neverland before, and has hurt many others too. He killed a lost boy for calling me pretty once. You guys took me though, and I'm scared what he will do to you guys." Emma didn't say anything. Just stared at me.
She finally spoke after a moment with a serious tone as well, "Trust me Y/n, you don't have to worry about us. We all want Henry back and the love of family is stronger then anything." She sent me a small smile after.
"I never had a real family before I came here. I lived in an orphanage my whole life, until about two and half months ago."
"I understand how you feel kid. Mary Margaret and Charming are my parents, but they were forced to give me up when I was an infant. I felt lost for so long, but apparently they were too because they never stopped looking for me." Emma's words gave me hope.
I haven't thought about my mother since I got to Neverland. Peter and the lost boys became the family I always wanted, so I stopped thinking about the one I could of had. When I didn't answer, Emma asked me a question that caught me off guard. "Why do you love Pan?" I couldn't not roll my eyes.
I breathed in slowly and calmed down the hint of anger I had from her question. When I breathed out I decided to answer her question the best I could, "Emma. I had nobody before Peter's shadow brought me here. Peter said he watched me my whole life and waited for me to hear his music so I could come here. Yes, he's killed people for flirting and touching me, but thats because he loves me. I know it's crazy. But he hasn't loved anyone or knew really what love felt like in a very, very long time.
The lost boys call me his weakness. Now if he is the person you all think he is, which is the most evil and cruelest person in the world, then why would he allow anyone to make him look weak?" Emma didn't answer. She understood now and I was scared if I really should of told her or not. Not for myself, but for Peter. Emma and I stopped talking after that.
A few moments passed of just silence, and then we both heard a snap come from the jungle. Emma stood up fast and took out her knife.
It all happened so fast. The lost boys charged at all of them. Emma was taken from behind and she dropped her knife in the process. One of the lost boys untied me. I was finally free from the tree and stood up watching all of Henry's family be placed in a line on their knees. Emma and Mary Margaret looked at me with sadness in their eyes. Maybe even a cry for help. But I knew, I couldn't do anything to stop this.