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Ignorance is Bliss	By : Khaleesi-Of-Dragons Category: M through R > Once Upon A Time Views: 2317 -:- 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
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- 11-Season Two: Knowledge is Power
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- 33-Season Three: All Good Things
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- 58-Season Four: To Those who Wait
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Neverland—Past
The Alp grins down at the sleeping boy, newly christened Peter Pan. He would be a very good asset for the Alp to have by his side, the boy's thoughts were already dark and the Alp simply needed to amplify them for his plan to be realized. Over the last century or so, the children's nightmares had been warped to include the Indian tribe as a protector of sorts and the Alp needed them out of the way in order to regain complete control of the island.
The part of the island they inhabited was brightening again, a friendly place for the dreaming children to occupy. Silently, the Alp floats over to Pan, resting his hands on the boy's head and pushing darkness into his dreams, changing a sweet scene of him and Tiger Lilly walking along the shoreline to that of him strangling her. He made Pan feel pleasure from the act, made him crave the darkness it would give him.
That was the key to this plan, the boy had to crave darkness—he had to be completely addicted to the stuff or this plan would fail like all the others. Pan begins to thrash about in his sleep, striking out and making the Alp land a few feet away after a strong bout of magic burst from his hands. Pan settles again, sitting up slowly and looking around him. The Alp watches him, invisible in the darkness, as the boy gets up and begins to walk into the jungle.
The Alp follows after him, another plan beginning to form, and soon enough, his human form is falling from the sky, breaking branches as he falls through the trees before landing on the path in front of Pan. Quickly, Pan helps the other form to sit up and lean back against a tree, a concerned expression on his face as he takes in the injuries. "Who are you," Pan asks quietly when the other form comes back into consciousness.
"I'm Felix," the form answers obediently in a gruff voice, not matching the Alp's natural deep tone.
Storybrooke—Present
I hold tightly to both Pan and Hook as we sail through the air towards the water below, landing smoothly on the water—an applause signally that the town had arrived to see us safely off the ship. I let out a breath I didn't realize I'd been holding, releasing my father and wrapping my arms loosely around Pan's neck, my head resting on his chest. In the three days it took us to get back, I have learned quite a bit about the former immortal. He wasn't entirely the big bad villain we all thought he was, but he wasn't a boy scout either.
"And you were worried," my father teases gently, giving me a superior grin.
"Wipe the grin off or I will," I grumble, letting Pan lead me off the ship. Most of the people from town have gathered at the docks, Mister and Mrs. Bryland included. What do those two assholes want? I step down onto the docks, mine and Pan's arms linked together so I don't accidentally run into a pole or something. Some pulls me into a tight hug, and I hug them back with a smile. "Who am I hugging?"
"A rather angry looking man," Pan supplies helpfully.
"Leroy!"
"Why are you and Pan all buddy-buddy," the Dwarf asks, pulling back but still keeping one hand o my arm. "I thought he was the bad guy."
"Well, so was my dad, but we all saw how that turned out."
"Uh, Morgan, why are you talking to the air?" I shrug, trying to identify which blur was Leroy until I feel him slide my backup, backup pair of glasses onto my face. "We should superglue these to your face."
"They might actually stay undamaged that way."
"Miss Gold," Mister Bryland says, coming to stand next to Leroy. "It appears we need a Christine for the play again as well as an Erik. Would you happen to be available for the part?"
"Sorry, I don't work for assholes. Shoo, fly, you're bothering me." I make a shooing motion with my hand until he retreats back to his wife with a glare and the couple walk away. I lace Pan's fingers with mine, tugging it slightly with a smile. "Come on, Pan, we need to get you caught up on the twenty-first century and all of its marvels. We can start by eating toast and watching one of the best movies ever—The Fellowship of the Ring."
I pull Pan along with me away from the group of people, wanting nothing more than to curl up on the couch with some caffeine, toast, and a good movie to keep me distracted. Besides, the best way to cheer me up and get Pan interested in the Fantasy genre is with Samwise the Brave. "Hold on a moment," Pan says, stopping to look over his shoulder. The Lost Boys are coming off the ship now, the littlest one catching his eye. "What will happen to them?"
"We'll find a pace for them to live with people who will love and take care of them."
"Including Edric?"
"Especially Edric." Pan stares at the child a moment longer before letting me pull him away towards the edge of town where I lived with Papa and Belle.

"Are you sure you're okay," I ask as we find an empty table in the back of Grannies. "You look a little sick."
"It's nothing," Pan answers, taking a sip of his coffee. He looks around the crowded diner, obviously uncomfortable around all the strangers. "I'm just used to smaller gatherings with people who don't want to kill me." I roll my eyes with a sympathetic smile, reaching out to rest my hand on top of his. "Yeah, that isn't going to help me survive."
"Oh please, the only people that wants to kill you here is my dads, and wow, that sounded weirder than it did in my head." I take a bite of my cherry pie, shaking my head with some amusement. "I'll tell you what, make it through another five minutes, and we can spend all day tomorrow away from the house and my family. Is that a deal?"
"It's a deal I'll happily accept." He smiles, leaning in and placing a chaste kiss on my lips.
"Vee, can I talk to you for a moment," Hook asks, already pulling me out of my seat and away from Pan. "I don't think you should date him."
"And why's that?"
"Because, not too long ago, he tried to kill us all."
"Really, that's your reason? Well, not too long ago you abused my trust and tried to kill Papa right in front of me, and not too long before that, Papa was ready to sacrifice me, Snow, and Emma to keep Cora from popping up. Are you saying I shouldn't be around you two anymore while I'm cutting people out of my life?"
"That's not what I meant."
"Mm, maybe you should work on being a little bit more specific, daddy darling." I pat his chest with a sarcastic smile before I walk back over to Pan. "C'mon, Pan, we have a long day ahead of us tomorrow and a lot of money to spend, so we'll need our rest." He takes my hand, happily letting e lead the way over to the booth Henry was occupying. "Night, Squirt." Henry looks up as I bend over to give him a hug, ruffling his hair when I straighten out again. "I'll see you later, alright." He nods with a smile, going back to reading his book of fairy tales.
"You know," Pan states as we walk out of the diner and down the block to my car," you could always call me Peter."
"Nah, just doesn't sound right." I scrunch up my nose, the expression making Pan laugh. I pull away from the curb and begin the relatively short drive back to my house, the radio playing softly for background noise. Pan reaches over and turns the volume up, listening to a Demi Lovato song from Mortal Instruments.
So now we've found our way to find each other/so now I found my way to you/no there's no one else's eyes that could see into me/ no there's no one else's eyes that could see into me/No one else's arms can lift/lift me up so high….
"I like that song," he comments quietly, taking my free hand in his. "It could be ours."
"Sure, why not." I shrug, parking in the garage and turning the car off. "How long have we been dating in Neverland time?"
"About two months and three days, why?" He gets his answer when I lean over the center console, giving him a kiss that could rival the one we shared in his secret cave. I only pull back when I need air, biting my lower lips as I study his face—his eyes are still closed and his lips are parted slightly, his tongue running over the bottom lip before disappearing back into his mouth.
"How do you think your father will be gone?"
"Long enough." He opens his eyes, the pale green color darker than I've ever seen it. I share a devious smile with him, both of us getting out of the car as quickly as possible and barely making it upstairs to my room before he finally got my dress off. "Easy, it's expensive," I mumble, unzipping it and letting the pale green material pool at my feet. We fall backwards on my bed, him on top of me and breathing hard, placing butterfly light kisses up my throat to my ear.
"You're so beautiful, Morgan." And in that moment, I actually believed it….
The Next Morning….
Dressed in my black Avenged Sevenfold tee shirt, my short Batman skirt, and moccasins, I was ready to do some shopping, too bad for me that Papa and Hook chose that moment to form theKeep Morgan Single team. "And furthermore," Papa continues, pointing an accusing finger in Hook's direction. "Just because that father doesn't care who he sleeps with, doesn't mean you shouldn't either!"
"Exactly," Hook concurs," I don't want to share that quality with my daughter, it's not right! You should be saving that for marriage and not wasting it on a demented teenage boy! Besides, if I can't get a date, then you shouldn't be able to either, we basically have the same face. Now, be a good girl, listen to your fathers, go back upstairs, and lock yourself in your room until your fifty and old enough to be married."
"Fifty? No, no, that's much too young. She should be sixty at least."
"Are you two finished," I ask, shoving my phone and wallet into my coat pocket before pulling the leather jacket on. "Because my boyfriend needs some new clothes unless you plan on washing the same outfit daily." I push past the two men and walk outside where Pan is waiting for me with Belle lecturing him.
"What's going on here," Regina asks, walking up at the worst possible moment.
"She and that demon slept together last night," Hook says loudly, gesturing between me and Pan. Regina's eyes go wide as she turns to face me with her you're in trouble look on her face.
"What? What were you thinking, Morgan?"
"I was thinking that last night was a good night to be laid, but apparently I thought wrong," I snap, walking away from the group of adults with Pan jogging after me. I'm pretty sure that by the time today's over with, the entire town will know and Leroy and David will hang Pan upside down by his feet until he agrees to stay away from me in their twisted way of protecting my honor.
"Is it always like this," Pan asks when he catches up with me.
"It's worse now that my other dad showed up and everyone got their memories back." He winces, rubbing his swollen face. Papa had come in to check on me last night and found Pan and I asleep in my bed—fully clothed at that point—and promptly punched Pan right in the face. This morning, he told Hook about what happened and that dad showed up and punched Pan again, so now the left side of his face is bruised and swollen. "Maybe we should do it in a hotel room from now on."
"I don't think that will be possible without someone finding out."
"Why?"
"Because that Leroy fellow has been following us for three blocks now." I let out a frustrated groan, walking into the closest men's clothing store. "All of these clothes are tailor made?"
"Ah, sure, if it helps you to think like that." I push him toward the clothing that looks to be his size, helping him to pick out a few shirts that would be comfortable along with some pants, shoes, pajamas, and underwear. It would be enough for him to start out with, all different materials so he can decide what he likes the best. He finds a cologne that he likes at the counter, and I purchase it along with everything else, looking at Leroy over my shoulder. "You want something for being forced to follow after me?"
"A new hat would be nice," the Dwarf shrugs, picking one up off a shelf and letting the cashier scan it. His phone begins to ring as Pan's stuff is being bagged up and I can tell by the expression on his face that something big is happening again. What is it with this fucking town? We can barely go two days without an incident—if it was a business, we'd be shut down for safety concerns! He hangs up and pulls the hat on his head roughly, grabbing the shopping bags and running out of the store towards his truck. "Let's go, lovebirds, we got an emergency at the town line!" Tired already, I drop the cash needed on the counter and run out of the store to Leroy, Pan running beside me while pulling his borrowed jacket tighter around him.

"Is there a price tag on your hat," Papa asks when we show up, pointing at Leroy.
"Yep," I affirm," you bought it for him along with buying Pan two hundred dollars' worth of clothing." I give him my sweetest smile, skipping over to Snow and Emma. Papa frowns, him and Belle coming over to us with the box that contain Felix. Leroy informed us what was going on while he drove, apparently the Shadow offed a nun and now we have to deal with it.
"There's no magic beyond the town line. If we release Felix outside Storybrooke, he'll be powerless to fight back." It's then I notice the enchanted stole around Papa's shoulders and the full plan sinks in.
"Uh-uh," Emma says, stepping in front of Papa to make him stop. "I'm doing this."
"I can cross the line and retain my memories."
"It's not about that. There's no magic over there, and with all due respect, the real world is my expertise." She steps over the line of bright orange spray paint, pulling out her pistol. Obviously she's planning on shooting Felix, I just hope those bullets can do some damage to him. "I'm gonna deal with Felix on my own terms."
"Perhaps I should," Pan offers," I am the one who knows him the best, his way of thinking."
"I don't trust you as far as I can throw you."
"Er, you can't throw me."
"That's her point, babe," I tell him with a shrug. "Please continue, blondie, and don't get yourself killed or seriously injured in the process 'cause I ain't explaining to Squirt that his younger mom got killed for bringing a gun to a magic fight."
"Thanks for the pep talk," she grumbles with a nod in Papa's direction. He waves his hand over the box, the red button on top popping up and releasing a dark red puff of smoke into the air. Carefully, Papa sets the box down on the other side of the line, ensuring that Felix would have no access to magic. The blonde demon appears as confused as if we just told him that Demons 'R' Us was going out of business.
"Mom," he asks in a scared tone, looking at Emma worriedly as she aims her pistol at his chest.
"What?"
"What are you waiting for," Papa snarls," shoot him."
"Don't," Felix says quickly, lacking his usual badass I'll break your kneecaps aura. "Please! I'm Henry! Felix—h-he switched our bodies."
"You expect me to believe that," Emma asks him with incredulity.
"Don't listen to him," Papa instructs," this is one of his tricks." My brow furrows as I take him in, studying him closer than before. Even in that other world, Papa still had an air of magic surrounding him that wasn't from the stole, but Felix had nothing. To confirm my theory and to see if there was a reason for my stomach to be doing flips, I look down at the ground and can make out a faint shadow against the asphalt, too short and narrow to belong to Felix.
"No it's not," Felix protests," he did it right before Mister Gold captured me in the box. I swear!" I look over at Pan, noticing the same torn expression on his face. He, of all the people here, would know who this is.
"Is he lying," I whisper-ask Pan. "Is that really Felix?"
"I don't know," Pan whispers back, rubbing his eyes. "I don't think it is, Felix was never able to act so vulnerable even when I first found him on Neverland."
"Don't shoot him! Let's find out if he's telling the truth or not."
"And how do you expect to do that," Papa asks, looking ready to cross the line and do Felix in himself.
"Just trust me." I step as close to the line as I dare, trying to come up with a good way to put my plan into action.
"Mo-Mo," he whimpers, looking at me with wide blue eyes.
"What was the first movie me and you went to see and what happened afterwards?"
"We went to see the new Nightmare on Elm Street together, I had a nightmare that night so my mom made you spend the night to help me not be afraid anymore. We laid in the guest bed room and drank hot chocolate and you told happy stories of when I was just a baby until I fell asleep again. We've never watched another scary movie together because it scared you to see me so scared."
"That's my squirt." Emma lowers her pistol, hugging Henry tightly to her. I lay my head on Pan's shoulder, letting out a sigh of relief as Pan wraps his arms around me. "Jesus, no wonder I didn't get an annoyed look last night when I ruffled his hair." I pause, my head shooting up and nearly colliding with Pan's nose. "If that's our Henry, then where's his body?" That's when I notice who it is that's missing from our save the world group. "You guys just let him wander off with Regina?! You thought something was wrong with him and you let Regina take him to the safest place in Storybrooke?"
"If Felix gets his hands on anything in her vault, then we're in trouble," Papa frowns.
"Regina's still not answering," Emma informs us as we walk quickly through town. I look down at my phone anxiously, letting Pan steer me as I send out another text to Regina's phone. I've been texting her and Emma's been calling her since we found out Felix was walking around wearing my nephew's body, but neither of us have been able to get ahold of her.
"When we find Felix," Henry says nervously to Papa," remember, he's still in my body. So if you have to throw a fireball or something, at least avoid the face."
"I'll do my best," Papa assures him, though not in a very reassuring tone. I stuff my phone back in my coat pocket, now regretting my choice of skirt since it was getting cold out. We walk over to where Neal, Tink, and Hook have gathered in front of Regina's vault, Neal working on picking the lock.
"Is it really you," Neal asks seconds before Henry runs over to him and they hug.
"Did you find the Shadow," David asks.
"No," I state," y'all don't understand. Felix and the Shadow are the same person, but the Shadow can take on different forms pretty easily—like he did with Pan just without the real version walking around. The body Henry's in is as real as Dolly Parton's boobs."
"Nice example, Vee, really," Hook says in a tone dripping sarcasm.
"It's the only example I could think of, shut up."
"Why are we still here when we should be looking for Felix," Papa asks, flicking my forehead—his way of saying I picked the wrong example.
"It's locked up tight," Neal answers.
"Really?" Papa holds up the hand not holding his cane and I can feel a pulse of magic be rebounded off the spell surrounding the vault.
"I told you so."
"Fair enough. This is gonna take some time. Aveena, come over here and see if you can get some of the magic locking the vault to give away." I nod, moving to sit on the ground in front of Papa, careful to cross my legs at the ankles so as not to flash anybody. I highly doubt they want to see my green and purple panties no matter how cute they are. Pan stands beside me, raising both of his hands to help as well.
"Tell him thank you," I instruct in a stern voice.
"Thank you," Hook and Papa say in unison.
"Good boys, go get a treat when all of this is finished." I focus a little harder on the doors, feeling as the magic seeps into my body and coils in the pit of my stomach, morphing into my own. This cycle continues until the doors open with a faint whoosh.
"Shall we," Papa asks, leading the way inside. Pan and Hook each grab one of my hands and lift me to my feet, Hook keeping the hand he had and tugging me in after him.
"Check your coat pocket," he tells me. I do so, not expecting to find anything let alone one of those necklaces with a small vile attached and filled with sea water with a small seashell charm hanging off the chain beside it. "I know you loved that necklace you lost in Neverland and I know how much you love the water, so I thought this would make up for it."
"Thanks," I say, giving his hand a squeeze. We walk into the main room of the vault after Emma declares it safe, finding Regina unconscious on the floor with books scattered everywhere. Papa uses magic to bring Regina out of dream world, the brunette sitting up in confusion.
"What happened," she asks.
"It's Henry," Emma explains. "Somehow Felix switched bodies with him."
"And I fell for it." She sits down heavily on a nearby bench, running a hand through her short hair. "I wanted to believe what he was saying so badly, I missed all the signs." Oh, please don't start crying. I hate it when people start crying. "I-I just wanted to believe that he still needed me to be his mother." She stands up, not noticing as our Henry walks in.
"I still do," he says earnestly. Emma steps out of the way, letting Regina see him for the first time in Felix's body.
"Henry?" Henry moves quickly, Felix's long legs allowing him to cross the room in a few strides to embrace him mom.
"I don't want to ruin his beautiful moment," I say, leaning against a wall. "But we're kind of on a time limit and we still don't know why Felix wanted to be in here in the first place."
"Please tell me you didn't keep it down here," Papa says suddenly in a tone I recognize all too well. Regina will get the flick to the forehead this time if she doesn't give the right answer.
"Where else would I keep it," Regina asks with a guilty look.
"What is it," Emma asks," what did Felix take?"
Felix
"A curse," the child asks as Felix opens a small scroll.
"No, Edric," Felix says, though he knows the boy wouldn't entirely understand," the curse. The curse that tore everyone from the Enchanted Forest, and dropped them here."
"You made me wake up and come here so you can tell me how Miss Veena got here?" For being only seven years old, Edric was capable of so much sarcasm that the Alp wondered why his father didn't beat him black and blue before the Alp took him away to Neverland.
"I made you come here because this spell is gonna give us everything we've always wanted."
Morgan/Aveena
"Why would Felix even want the curse," Regina questions. "I already cast it."
"And I already broke it," Emma adds.
"Well, that doesn't mean he can't cast it again," Papa explains irritably. "And this time, without your parents' true love woven in, even you would be powerless to break it."
"But, we're already in this land," David points out, failing to comprehend what Papa's getting at.
"What exactly would casting the curse in Storybrooke do now," Snow asks.
Felix
"Everyone will forget who they are," the Alp explains to the boy," time will stand still, and, Edric, we will be in charge."
"I could have Miss Veena as my momma."
"Yes. And when we're done with this place, it's going to be the new Neverland." Edric smiles up at him, holding all the beauty of an angel's with all the darkness of a demon's.
I figured out the family tree for my OC—Hook is her biological dad, Milah is her biological mom, Rumple is her adoptive dad, Belle is her adoptive step-mom, Neal is her older half-brother, Henry is her nephew, and Emma could possibly (depending on how the show goes) become her other step-mom.
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