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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
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Dark Castle
The first time Aveena was able to use magic was on her second birthday. Rumple had just tucked her into bed and was in the process of telling her a story when the door to her room slammed open by itself. Going by Aveena's giggle, she was the one to do it. He stares at the toddler with some shock, wondering when she had gained the ability to use magic.
Over the past two years, he could feel the magic inside her growing almost as though she was absorbing the magic around her. Who knows, perhaps she was absorbing it and the sending it back out to do what she wanted. "Did it," Aveena giggles, bouncing in her bed. "Did it, did it!"
"Yes, you did," Rumple smiles, brushing a stubborn lock of hair off her face and behind her ear. He would have to do some research later on to see if what he suspected was possible. "Go to sleep now, little bird, and have pleasant dreams." She smiles, closing her eyes and squeezing her toy rabbit closer to her chest.
Storybrooke
I adjust slightly in the hospital bed, wincing as a sharp pain travels up my leg. The broken arm I can deal with, the stitches were no big inconvenience, but the damn sprained knee is getting old fast. Doctor Whale has already been in to inform me that I'm not allowed to put any weight whatsoever on it unless I wanted to be put in one of those stupid boots 'just because I'm older and can embarrass you'. Yeah, what an outstanding citizen.
I scoff, grabbing the crutches leaning against my bed and hobbling down the hall to Hook's room, wanting someone that's not a medical professional to talk to. Papa had stopped by earlier with a bag of clothes for me to wear until Whale released me from the hospital. It won't be until Papa gets back since he's my guardian. Hook looks up as I enter, sitting up a little so I had a place on the bed to sit. "Afternoon."
"No talking just yet," I mumble, sitting with my bad leg propped up on his pillow by his face. He looks at my foot with a grin, raising an eyebrow at me.
"I never took you as the type to like the color pink." I look at my toenails, the bright pink polish with black polka dots making me smile as well. "So what brings you to my room?"
"Boredom, there's nothing good on TV and I got tired of the nurses poking their heads inside every five minutes." He laughs a little at my expression, his good hand coming up to scratch his cheek. "They took your hook?" I nod at the bandaged stump of his wrist with a smile. "That's just wrong—you don't take a dude's fake hand."
"My thoughts exactly." His smile disappears when the door to his room opens again, turning into a dark scowl. "What do you want now? To handcuff me to the bed again because, I assure you, I'm not going anywhere while Vee is unable to move well." I tilt my head back to see who made his happy mood change so quickly—Leroy, Snow, and David making me roll my eyes.
"Are you guarding him now?"
"No, he's going to help us," David says, holding up a familiar silver hook. He smirks, knowing he had Hook exactly where he wanted him.
"If you're taking him out of here, I'm coming too."
"Don't be ridiculous, you can't even walk!"
"Where are we, David?" I wave around us with a smug grin. "Hospitals have wheelchairs and I'm pretty sure Whale won't mind me taking one as long as I don't try to walk." He opens his mouth, but I'm already up and hopping to the wheelchair in the corner of the room that was meant for Hook to use. "Let's get going, slowpokes."
"I'm not going anywhere in this dress," Hook states, carefully getting out of bed and walking to the bathroom. He comes back a few minutes later, holding his side and fully dressed in a long leather overcoat, black shirt, and pants. "Now I'm ready."
At The Docks
"You didn't even ask me about my recovery," Hook accuses as we move along the docks towards his ship. Leroy pushes my wheelchair while the other three walk in front of us. We can't move too fast, Hook limping pretty bad and wincing every few feet.
"How are you feeling, Hook," Snow asks with a smile as we come to a stop.
"Why don't you come closer and feel for yourself." David shoves Hook away from Snow and I roll my eyes. Here we go again.
"Want to lose your other hand," he questions angrily. "Where's your ship? Come on, Archie told us; it's shielded somehow, isn't it, mate?" This is so stupid, if it wasn't you'd wouldn't be able to miss it; a giant pirate ship tends to stand out when surrounded by small fishing boats.
"Aye, it is." He turns with a pained grunt to lead the way. "I don't know what you expect to find. Cora won't be there."
"Well, maybe she left something behind that will tell us where she went. Let's go." David pushes Hook forward again and I find myself feeling a little sorry for the pirate.
"And no funny business," Leroy adds," I'm watching you, Pirate." What is he gonna do, roll me forward to crash into Hook?
"Yes, Dwarf," Hook says sarcastically," that should deter me from any malfeasance."
"Shut up before you dig yourself a deeper hole," I tell him, tired of the banter and wanting to get back to the hospital and pudding they offer there. Hook stops again, giving me a wink.
"Well, you certainly have your mother's attitude; whether that's a good thing or not is another matter entirely." I make a face at him, watching as he steps over the dock and onto the invisible stairs leading onto his ship. Leroy gives me a disbelieving look.
"Don't worry, there are actually stairs there—he's not just a good Mime." David and Snow share a look, the Prince picking me up and carrying me aboard the ship and sitting me down on one of the barrels when get on the deck.
"You sailed this ship from our land," Leroy says, looking at Hook curiously. "Can you sail it back?" Hook looks around the ship with pride.
"She's a marvel," he informs Leroy," made from enchanted wood. We weathered many a storm together, seen many strange, glittering shores." The others begin to search, Hook helping them while I stay where I was put. "But to travel between lands, she must go through a portal."
"Yeah," David nods," what do you know about Cora's plans?"
"Cora's not the most communicative of lasses. I will tell you this—whatever malice she has in mind, her weapon of choice is in here." He taps a large box-shaped object that's covered in a large sheet. David and Leroy pull it back, but I can't make out what's inside even with my backup pair of glasses on. Judging by the looks everyone has on their faces, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it's nothing good.
"Who's that," Snow asks. She's kidnapped another person? What is with that crazy old bat? Hook throws his head back, an annoyed sound coming from him when he sees who it is in the cage. "You know him, don't you?"
"It's the Giant from our world—the one your daughter and I knocked out to get the compass."
"So Cora used magic to make him travel-sized," Leroy asks.
"Whatever she intends to do with him, it's important."
"I think you know exactly what she intends," David states with a holier than thou look. "You're holding out."
"Well, either have your lovely wife torture it out of me, which I promise will be fun for both—"
David cuts him off by pinning him against another crate by his throat. "Why don't you and I have some fun?"
"I don't know what she's planning. Why don't you wake the bloody Giant and ask him yourself?" He holds up something small and I assume it's a key. Snow sets her bow down and takes the key from him, bending down to unlock the cage. I strain to see what's happening, Snow talking in a soft voice that I can't make out clearly. A big guy climbs out of the cage, looking around nervously.
"Where's that witch," he asks.
"She's gone," Snow assures him.
"What did she do? She made me small." I notice Hook moving down the stairs and over to me, keeping his face hidden from the Giant's view. How badly did he piss that guy off when they were on the beanstalk? Hook picks me up, sneaking off while the others are distracted and setting me back in my wheelchair.
"That Giant would try to smash your face in if he saw you, wouldn't he," I question in a bored manner, letting him push me in the wheelchair as fast as he can.
"I would be a wet spot on the deck of my ship," Hook agrees. He pushes me along the back streets away from the docks and the hospital. "I'm taking you to Rumpelstiltskin's home—pack a bag, we're leaving Storybrooke soon to go find your brother."
"Why would you help me find Bae?"
"I knew him for a short time, he was a good lad and I'd like you to know him."

I stare out the living room window as a Giant runs past the house, leaving large craters in the asphalt. Blinking a couple of times as I watch it happen, I collapse back down on the couch in shock. "If I didn't see it, I don't have to help get rid of it." Nodding, I push play on the DVD remote and start the movie I've been watching while I wait for Hook to come back.
"What, a Llama—he's supposed to be dead!" Giggling, I munch on some popcorn and prop my leg up on a couple of pillows. This is the best movie ever. I snuggle down on the couch, my TARDIS throw blanket wrapped around me as the Ibuprofen begins to kick in and do its job. The wheelchair and my crutches are next to the couch in case I need to get up for something, but the way my knee was throbbing earlier I doubt I'll be moving anytime soon.
As it grows dark outside and there's still no sign of Hook, I let myself drift into an uneasy sleep.
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