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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
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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
- 45-45
- 46-46
- 47-47
- 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
- 74-74
- 75-75
- 76-76
- 77-77
- 78-78
- 79-80
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Dark Castle
Aveena slowly walks through the market, looking around for her papa or even Trista, but found neither of them. Rumpel had instructed her to stay near him as they navigated through the thick crowds, him with the cowl of his cloak hiding him from view so that he is not recognized. He didn't want very many people to know that he had a child because he knew the seven-year-old could be used against him. Somehow, she had been separated from the two adults.
Few people looked at the struggling child, but she managed to catch the eye of one; one who recognized her almost instantly. The man stalks towards her hurriedly, not wanting to lose sight of her when he was so close to having his baby back. Killian put a hand on the child's small shoulder, gently turning her to face him with a warm smile on his face. He squats down so that they are almost eye to eye. "Are you lost, sweetheart," he asks, seeing a spark of curiosity in her blue eyes—eyes that were an exact copy of his own.
"Yeah, I can't find my papa." Aveena is close to tears now, meeting the stranger's gaze every now and then. Her papa had told her not to talk to strangers unless it was absolutely necessary or he told her to himself, but she felt something about this stranger that she hadn't with her papa and it was strange.
"What's your name?"
"Emilia," she answers without hesitation. Her papa also told her never to reveal her true name. "What's yours?"
"Emilia," a worried voice shouts, one she recognized and ran off in the direction it came from. Killian stood up and spotted his daughter run to a cloaked figure and a woman. His eyes narrow into angry slits and his remaining hand clenches into a fist—unfortunately, before he could charge forwards and take his revenge and daughter, the trio disappear into thin air and he was back to square one.
Storybrooke—Gold
Gold chases after Morgan, wanting to know exactly why she and that boy were tangled together on the couch and why the school had called and informed him that his daughter had decided to skip after her tech classes were finished. "Morgan," he shouts upon finding the teen's bedroom door shut and locked," open this door!"
"No!" He rolls his eyes at the teen's childish response, remembering a time he had to remove the door to make it where she couldn't lock him out in fits of rage; she was only seven back then and here she is doing it again at seventeen. "Just leave me alone and let me eat." He notices she's not shouting like he expected and that her voice tended to squeak every now and again.
"Morgan Elizabeth Gold," he growls," open the door or I'll open it myself." He gets no response, hearing the TV in her room coming on and the familiar sound of Supernatural playing in the background. One of his hands reach up to feel around the top of the doorjamb, grabbing the key to her room and inserting it in the lock, walking inside much to his daughter's annoyance. "Now, tell me what you thought you were doing with that boy down there and why you skipped all of your afternoon classes." He was having a hard time to keep from yelling at her because yelling only mad her angrier and more defensive.
"Laryngitis tends to make people want to skip," she croaks with a glare in his direction before facing the flat screen again. "As for the other question I think it was kind of obvious, don't you?" He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down before he throttled the teen, having seen the fear in her eyes when the boy was kissing her jaw.
"I know when you're lying, Morgan." She doesn't look at him or give him any sort of response. "Did...Did that boy force himself on you?" Her eyes narrow slightly and her lips form a frown. He sits beside her, leaning his cane against her bedside table, smiling slightly when he notices her cat curled up in bed beside her. He hated to admit it, but the creature was beginning to grow on him. "Were you only doing that because he told you to?"
"Of course not," she answers a little too quickly," I've been dating Eli for a while now." She still doesn't look at him, gaze switching from a grinning Dean Winchester to Fidget, the black cat of hers. It meows, moving to curl up in her lap; intelligent green eyes looking at Gold as if to say Drop it, old man."Can I just be left alone now?"
Gold sighs, squeezing one of Morgan's shaking hands, and getting to his feet with the help of his cane. Stopping at the door, he turns to face her. "Tell me when you're ready, dear, and I'll make sure Eli never bothers you or even thinks your name again." She just keeps looking at her pet as tears began a slow trek down her cheeks. He felt a sharp pang in his heart that he could nothing right now to help his little girl, wishing desperately that she had stayed an innocent four-year-old forever so that her only worry was missing the Saturday morning cartoons she was so fond of.
Morgan
I wipe away my tears once papa leaves and shuts the door behind him, only to have more tears take their place. I hadn't cried about my situation for a year, but papa had to go and stir things up again. I'll have to apologize to Eli later and I fear what he might do as punishment. I shudder, placing Fidget on the bed beside me and walking into my bathroom, deciding a long, hot shower would do nicely. The scalding water might wash away the feeling of Eli's hands on her body for now, but it wouldn't take away the nightmares. He was part of a prominent family in Storybrooke and knew he wouldn't stay in jail long no matter what. He doesn't love me no matter how many times he whispers it in my ear when we're alone.
I am trapped in his lies.
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