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Ignorance is Bliss	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 2313 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. Any and all songs used belong to their respective owners.

Chapter List
- 1-Ignorance is Bliss
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-Season Two: Knowledge is Power
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-Season Three: All Good Things
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
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- 48-48
- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-Season Four: To Those who Wait
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62
- 63-63
- 64-64
- 65-65
- 66-66
- 67-67
- 68-68
- 69-69
- 70-70
- 71-71
- 72-72
- 73-73
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- 75-75
- 76-76
- 77-77
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A blinding pain wakes me up, my head throbbing and encouraging me to keep my eyes closed. Why do I feel like I just had a house dropped on me? Oh great, now I feel bad for the Wicked Witch of the East or whichever damn direction she ruled over. Groaning, I roll onto my side and clutch at my head, the throbbing only increasing when I move. "When I get my hands on that skinny bitch," I growl lowly," she'd better prey that someone is there to keep me from strangling her."
Cora's obviously behind this, only she would use zombies to kidnap teenagers—all the other villains are a moral compass of sorts. I slowly open my eyes, blinking a few times to make the world straighten out. Chains keep me from wandering too far, the heavy metal making my wrists sore. Where am I? A quick look around gives me my answer—I'm in the same damn cave that the survivors threw me in that last time I was here! Oh, this is just shit. "Not exactly proper language for a young lady to use."
Sitting up and leaning against the wall of rock, I level my best glare at Hook. He smirks at me from across the cave, drinking me I as though I'd be the last thing he saw. It wasn't a pervy look, it was more like the way Papa looks at me from time to time, as though he were worried I'd disappear like Baelfire. "Whoever told you I behaved like a proper lady was lying through their teeth."
He chuckles, the smirk never leaving his face even as Cora walks in through the front door. Hmm, I didn't notice that before. Wait, if there was a door, then why did they drop us in here through the hole in the ceiling? "Looking for someone?" The old lady turns at Hook's voice, the same annoyed expression on her face as I have.
"Oh, don't tell me you were dumb enough to let her go," she wonders with a smile that spoke volumes of how stressed she was. Good, I hope she stresses so much that her hair begins to fall out!
"She was never gonna give you what you wanted anyway." He steps to the side slightly, standing in front of me and shielding me from Cora's view. "And neither is my daughter, she holds no love for the others and they don't like her either." Hey, I can be a very likable person when I'm feeling up to it!
"So you freed her and I caught you before you could free your daughter? And you planned to stick around for the petty satisfaction of seeing me suffer?"
"Oh, watching you suffer is a tempting motivation, but it wasn't that."
"Well then, you must have a death wish." She raises a hand, sending Hook flying across the room and colliding against the wall a foot away from me, bits of stone wrapping around his wrists to hold him in place as she comes closer. I stare wide-eyed at the confrontation, unsure what to do since the manacles seem to be keeping my magic unavailable. Cora reaches out and removes Hook's hook, the metal scraping against the wall. She uses it to push the V-neck collar of his shirt to the side, revealing the chest above his heart. "You know I have to kill you."
"You should try thanking me."
"Oh, really? Why is that?"
"Because I've brought you a gift. It's in the satchel." She tears the satchel of his shoulder, opening it a little to see inside.
"Is that…?"
"Indeed it is, and with it, you'll get everything you want." She pulls out a glowing pink heart, a smile stretching across her face.
"Does that belong to who I think it belongs to," I ask, raising my brows. At Hook's shrug, I lean my head back to gaze up at the roof. "Why can't I have one night where nothing crazy happens? First it was a zombie using my head for batting practice and now the guy who claims to be my dad is going around stealing women's hearts. I could be on Doctor Phil for God's sakes." Cora gives me a strange look, waving her hand and letting Hook go.
"What's Doctor Phil," she asks, her eyebrows scrunched together.
"Someone you need to talk to, because lady, you got more issues than I've ever seen." Cora shakes her head, holding the heart close to her mouth and beginning to speak into it. So that's how that little trick works, I've never been able to see it first-hand. Hook stands next to me, his real hand running through my knotted hair, combing it out gently.
"Without him, you'll have to go up against her all by yourself. He only wants to help, I…I think he may care for you."
"Nice touch, that," Hook comments, beginning to braid pieces of my hair as well as he can with one hand and a hook.
"But you know she won't trust you."
"She doesn't have to; all I need is for her to believe I was genuine in letting the girl go, which I wager she does now. You're welcome."
"Not to put a damper on things," I call out from my spot on the ground," I mean, this little reunion has been absolutely wonderful, but I have places to go, people's minds to screw with. So, if you wouldn't mind." I hold up my wrists expectantly, lips pursed as my magic remains inactive. "These things make me uncomfortable and are terrible accessories."
"Oh no, you'll be staying with me until your father completes his task. You can call it an incentive."
"The Dark One used those exact words the last time I saw him," Hook growls through clinched teeth," and I didn't see my daughter again for nearly seven years!" Seven years? He must be the man I saw from time to time in the market place, the one I always tried to hide from! Isn't that lovely, the guy that thinks he's my father has been stalking me since I was seven years old. Ah, what a time to be alive.
"Relax, Hook. Do this right and you'll see her again in a few days' time. Afterwards, we'll all travel back to Storybrooke together where you can have your revenge, I can be reunited with my daughter, and Aveena can get ahold of that Doctor Phil fellow she was talking about."
"Just go," I grumble," Papa will turn you both into dancing ferrets when we get to Storybrooke anyway."
Storybrooke
The last thing Gold had expected to come up with this morning was a plan that would probably kill his daughter. Honestly, that was one of the last things he wanted to do, but it seemed like it was unavoidable at this point. With David under the sleeping curse and no way to be sure Snow got the message about the ink, this might be the only way to make sure Cora doesn't come through.
It was a fifty-fifty chance that Aveena would survive against Cora anyway, let alone live long enough to make it to any sort of portal, but the chance that she would live is still there. Even as he thought of all the places where they would come into Storybrooke with the help of a portal, the thought of murdering his daughter lingered.
Would he be able to handle the consequences afterwards? The guilt? No, that was highly doubtful—even he wasn't so much a monster that he could kill a child without regret. So yes, he would feel terrible once it was finished, but it also meant that Belle would be safe, as would Henry and the rest of Storybrooke. It's for the greater good. Really, it is….
Morgan
As we approach the cell that held my Papa all those years ago, Cora uses her connection with Aurora to make the younger girl throw a heavy rock at the lever, dropping the gate closed and trapping the heroes inside the cell. "What are you doing," Emma screams, not yet noticing us.
I make myself comfortable on the ground, the chains from earlier now working as handcuffs. I would be no help to them, every time I tried to know Cora out or run, Hook would grab hold of me until I stopped. "Helping me," Cora answers her, walking forward to stand in front of the jagged bars. This is the place that had Papa trapped? Well, that's underwhelming. She holds out a hand, making a give me motion until her magic moves the golden compass into her palm.
"No," Emma gasps, grabbing the bars and trying to tear them open.
"Don't waste your energy, dear. Rumpelstiltskin himself couldn't get out of this cell. Thank you, Aurora. We couldn't have done it without you." I let out a huff of air, the manacles cutting into my wrists each and every time I try to use magic or break them on something.
"How could you," Emma demands of Aurora," and you!" She turns on me this time, a furious light in her eyes.
"Does it look like I can be of any use," I snap, holding up my hands for her to see. "Use your eyes, blondie, at least you're stuck in a cave full of people that might not kill you. I'm stuck with an old bat on a power trip and her bumbling sidekick with a screw loose!"
"I am not a sidekick," Hook says defensively.
"Oh please, you might as well be her trained monkey." While Hook and I had be arguing, Cora takes out Aurora's heart, squeezing it a little. I look back at the group in the cave upon hearing the Princess's pained screams.
"Forgive us," Cora smiles," we'd love to stay, but Storybrooke awaits. Hook stands, pulling me up by the back of my sweater.
"Hook, wait," Emma calls out. "Please don't do this. My so is in Storybrooke, he needs me."
"Perhaps you should have considered that before you abandoned me on that beanstalk."
"You would've done the same." He lets go of my arm and walks over to the bars to look Emma dead in the eye.
"Actually, no." He pulls out a little wrinkled, brown thing on a large chain, holding it up for the others to inspect. "Do you know what this is, Emma?"
"The bean that the giant kept." She strikes out a hand, grabbing for the bean that Hook keeps just out of her reach.
"Unh-unh-unh. Yes, indeed—a pirate always keeps a souvenir of his conquest, but this….Well, this is much more than a mere trinket. This is a symbol—something that was once magical, full of hope, possibility. Mm, now look at it, dried up, dead, useless. Much like you. The time for making deals is done, just as I'm done….With you." He gives her one last look before turning around and walking out behind Cora, pulling me along by my arm so I can't try to escape again.

"My feet hurt," I whine, trailing behind them as much as I could with Hook still holding onto my arm. Pup barks, having joined as few miles back, jumping around me like nothing ever happened. I swear, that dog's part kangaroo or something. "I'm hungry." I scrunch up my nose, bringing my wrist up to smell the scarf I tied there. "Your scarf is starting to stink."
"For the love of God," Hook groans, picking me up and carrying me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Why did you even keep my scarf?"
"Cause I liked the smell of it, it was familiar and now it's beginning to smell like feet instead of Sweet Peas."
"That was your mother's once upon a time, she loved Sweet Peas and I bought her a perfume so she could smell it all the time." He pulls out of a small glass bottle with a faint pink liquid inside. "Hold up the arm with the scarf." I do as I was told, watching him unstopper the bottle ad dab some on the scarf. "Where are we going," he asks Cora.
"Lake Nostos," she answers. "The legends say that its water holds the powers to restore what was once lost. It'll return magic to what remains of this wardrobe. Ad then, we'll be able to cross worlds." We stop in front of what used to be a lake, no trace of its magical water in sight.
"Good luck with your master plan," I tell her smugly," but you can thank Charming for there not being any water left. Apparently he killed the chick that ran this place and then it all dried up. A for effort though." Cora scowls at my, twirling her fingers and making the ground in the center of the lake crumble inwards until a giant funnel of water shoots out.
"After everything we've been through, why do you still doubt me?"
"Because in my experience, nothing ever goes right for the bad guys." Hook sets me back on my feet, Pup growling at him until he lets completely go of me.
"Traitor," he growls at the dog. I smirk, patting Pup's head affectionately. The water dies down once the hole was filled, no longer shooting up in the air.
"And now the ashes." Cora holds up the bottle containing the wardrobe dust. "Would you care to do the honors?" He smirks, taking the bottle from her and uncorking it, sprinkling it into the lake. A dent forms in the water, the entire lake turning into one big whirlpool after a few seconds. "Here we go. We'll be in Storybrooke soon enough. I really look forward to seeing my daughter. I told you I'd deliver you to Rumpelstiltskin." She holds up the compass. "Touch it, Aveena and don't let go unless you want to end up some place that isn't Storybrooke."
"Unchain me first," I demand.
"Not a chance." Hook rolls his eyes, yanking me forward and setting my hand on the compass beside his, using his hook to keep hold of Pup's collar. Just as we were about to jump in, an arrow flies out of nowhere and knocks the compass out of our hands.
"You're not going anywhere," Snow shouts from across the lake," this portal's taking us home!" Mulan and Emma are with her, but I can't see Aurora. "The compass—get it!"
"Find it first," Cora commands," I'll take care of them." Acting on instinct more than anything else, I jump forward and tackle Cora to the ground, struggling to stay on top of her and keep her hands pinned down. "Get off of me, you little brat!" Cora uses her magic to vanish, leaving me to fall all the way to the ground. The satchel is left behind, the heart inside it beating steadily.
"Mulan," I call out, throwing it to her. She gives me a shocked look before shaking her head and handing her sword to Snow. Speaking of swords…I smash the manacles against the closest rock, the brittle metal braking and allowing all of the magic I've sucked in since coming her to rush back. Holding out a hand, I focus on Excalibur, the sword finding its way back into my hand seconds later. A whistle makes me turn, finding Cora just a few feet away from Snow. "Hey, tall, dark, and batshit! Look what I can do!" I hold up a hand, shooting a blast of defensive magic her way. It knocks Cora back a few feet and allows Snow to regain her composure.
"Let's go home!" Emma holds up the compass and I spot Hook unconscious a few feet away. Cora stands, tossing Emma and I to the side so it's just her and Snow facing off.
"Why do you even want to go to Storybrooke," Snow asks.
"My daughter needs me," Cora responds. "And now I'm going to give her what she's always wanted—your heart." I hold Emma down beside me, watching as Pup runs and jumps on Cora, making her fall and hit her head on one of the many rock protruding from the sand.
"And that's one of the reasons why I'm both a dog and a cat person," I smile, patting my legs to gain Pup's attention.
"I guess that dog came in handy after all," Emma admits, helping me up. "Now, let's get back to Henry." All of us grab hold of the compass with one hand and hold onto Pup with the other before jumping into the portal. It feels suffocating and I can feel my phone begin to crack the longer we're in it.
After what feels like hours, I can make out trees above me, and a nice blue sky that's from the land without magic. I haul myself up and over the lip of the well, dragging Pup out with me and sprinting over to where Papa's standing, both of us collapsing to the ground. I cling tightly to Papa, almost sobbing. "We have a new roommate," I tell him breathlessly. Pup sits in front of us, panting away and giving us the closest thing to a smile as a dog can manage.
"I'm happy to have him. You must be tires, let's get you home so you can have a bath and Fidget will quit hissing at everyone." He helps me up and through the woods to his car, Pup hopping beside us.
"I think I'm gonna need a new phone." I pull my old one out of my bra, the screen almost completely shattered inside its case. "The portal over here broke mine."
"What's this?" He holds onto my wrist gently, looking at the scarf I still have tied there.
"It's just something I picked up along the way." He nods after a moment's hesitation, starting the car and taking me to the one place I didn't think I'd ever see again.
Later That Day
I pull the scarf out of the dryer, the pale cream color no longer looking so disgusting and the pale blue birds stitched into the fabric are easier to make out. Sighing, I sit at the table in the laundry room with it in my hands, Pup asleep at my feet and Fidget sprawled out on the floor next to him.
Looking around to make sure I was alone, I pull out the small bottle of perfume I'd stolen from Hook, dabbing a bit of the liquid on the scarf and breathing in what I now know to be my mother's scent. Fidget lets out a faint meow, jumping up into my lap and curling into a little ball, content purring making him vibrate.
It's good to be home.
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