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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
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- 49-49
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- 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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"Anybody else wanna give it a go," Zalena asks loudly, brandishing my papa's dagger threateningly. The group of people around her shy away and I notice my papa standing a few feet away from the red-headed bitch.
"I do," Regina calls out as we approach. The crowd parts like the red sea to allow Regina, Pan, and I through. "Didn't anyone ever tell you? Black is my color." I take the witch in with a sneer, the clothes she's dressed in nearly an exact match to the stuff Regina liked to wear back in the Enchanted Forest. I take deep steadying breaths, beginning to use my ability and draw Zalena's and Papa's magic into me. Zalena giggles, looking positively chipper.
"But it looks so much better on me. I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up, and you brought my old prisoners."
"Prisoner number one is going to shove her designer boots up your ass if you keep calling her that," I snap, my eyes slowly moving to the ugly green pendant hanging around her neck. That's what needs to be taken out. "Let my papa go, or I'll show you just what I'm capable of doing when my dark side goes unchecked."
"You're not even eighteen, Aveena, what can you do to me?" I step up next to Regina so that I'm in her face, feeling my evil self beginning to stir. The potion Regina gave me is helping me control it, and now I don't have to be afraid to let it show its head. "You're different than a moment ago….Darker."
"I'll let you in on a little secret." I lean in close to whisper in her ear. "I knocked your mommy on her ass without a problem and you'll be no different now that I'm not restraining myself so much. If Regina doesn't do it tonight, then you can bet your ass that I will make you hurt so much more than you thought capable." With a superior smile, I tap the pendant with my nail. "You shouldn't hide your weakness in plain sight, Dearie, it rarely turns out the way you planned."
Then I step back and let Regina finish this, keeping my eyes on Papa. He gives me a slight smile and an encouraging nod, signaling that I had found the right place to strike. Zalena looks unsettled, her pale blue eyes moving back to her younger sister. "He should have chosen me," Zalena snarls at Regina.
"Who," Regina asks, though everyone could tell she wasn't actually interested.
"Rumpelstiltskin."
"That's what this is about? You're jealous of me?" Regina smiles at the pout that's sprung up on Zalena's face, the burning insanity in the woman's blue eyes enough to let me know she'll do whatever it takes to one up Regina. Regina takes a step back, raising her hand to gain control of the stoplight and forcing it to hurl down at Zalena, who uses her own magic to push it away—nearly hitting a couple of people with it.
"You still don't realize what you had." They circle each other, reminding me of all the action movies I've seen. "You never did. You got everything I ever wanted, and you didn't even deserve it! But I'm gonna take it all from you!" The ginger raises both hands, forcing Regina to fly back and onto a car parked a few feet away. Regina gets up without so much as a whimper, cupping her hand and nursing a ball of flames there. Zalena waves her hand, the flames turning into green smoke before dissipating, and Zalena outstretches her hand—performing the Darth Vader choke thing, raising Regina in the air. "You can't beat me, little sis. Everything Rumpelstiltskin taught you, he taught me, too." Regina gasps, but doesn't struggle, preserving oxygen as Zalena continues her rant. "But I was the better student."
She throws Regina through the face of the clock above the library, poofing away after her. I take the moment to run to my papa, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him as hard as I can. "Oh, my little bird," he breathes, holding me just as tightly for a moment before pulling back, still holding my upper arms in his hands as he looks me over. "You look terrible."
"You don't look so great yourself." He tailored suit is ripped and dirty, like he's been spending a lot of time outdoors without changing. "She's got your dagger."
"I know, she got it when Bae brought me back. I have no choice but to obey her, I want you to go to my cabin, she doesn't know about it and it'll put you out of the line of fire. Take Pan with you, just in case she does make me do something, I'd rather it be him I hurt than you."
"No." I shake my head, tugging on his suit jacket. "No, we're going to get your dagger back even if I have to kill that bitch to do it." Papa inhales sharply, letting me go and taking a step back. "I love you, Papa."
"I love you too, sweetheart." His eyes tear up as a familiar smoke begins to twine its way up his body, both disappearing as Zalena flies overhead on her broomstick. Pan wraps his arms around me, resting his forehead on the top of my head as I clutch the front of his shirt tightly.
"I'm going to get my papa back no matter what."
"I know you will, Morgan," Pan says in a whisper," I'll help you do it, but first we have to take care of the witch."

"I've seen enemy battle plans that were easier to decode than this," David complains, looking down at the instructions for his baby's crib. He and Emma are sitting on the floor of Snow's loft, while Snow, Pan, and I sit in the chairs. Okay, well, I'm sitting on Pan's lap, but he really is sitting in a chair. Whale had agreed to release me into David's and Regina's custody, but I still have to check in with him every morning at nine AM sharp or he'll hunt me down and drag me back to my hospital bed kicking and screaming.
The pieces of the crib are scattered on the floor, not a one of them even halfway put together. "Let me see," Emma insists, taking the page from her father. "Alright, it says take screws E with washers D." She picks up said items from the pile. "Through bar C using wrench F, which is….Not provided."
"Why don't you just call Marco," Snow asks, leaning her head back. "He's really good at this sort of thing."
"No," Emma and David exclaim together.
"We're fine," David adds.
"I'd hate to see you doing this when you aren't fine," Pan quips with a smile. David sends him a look that means shut up or get down here and help.
"Should we even be doing this," Snow asks," ever since the showdown between the Wicked Witch and Regina, we haven't seen Regina or Gold at all. Shouldn't we be focusing on her next move?" The stress is getting to her and that's not good for the little life growing in her belly.
"We are," Emma assures her," we just can't stop living."
"And this crib is a statement," David agrees," We're not gonna loose another baby."
"And, thanks to me, you won't," Regina says, walking into the loft and catching the tail end of the conversation. "I'm finished." She places a handful of vials down on the worn tabletop.
"So, did it work?" David stands and walks over to her. "Were you able to put up a new protection spell?" Regina looks smug as she tugs her gloves off.
"One that can't be undone by blood magic, which means Zalena won't be able to put her hands on that baby." Snow lets out a relieved breath, crossing her arms over her growing stomach.
"Any idea why she would want to," she asks.
"The number of spells involving baby parts would surprise you." I nod along in agreement, resting my head against Pan's chest and smiling when he bends his head down to place a chaste kiss on my forehead. "That Greenie is clearly one twisted witch. But as long as we're in here, we're safe." I think back to all the contracts Papa made with people in order to get their firstborns, he used the babies in all sorts of spells that would make even Ramsay Bolton get sick.
"That's useless," Emma speaks up, still sitting crisscross applesauce on the floor. "I think we need to stop playing defense and start taking the fight to her."
"Says the girl he can't even make an apple levitate," I retort, shifting in order to see her. "Regina is the most powerful person in this room and she barely escaped with her life, what do you think you can't do with the magic you never wanted to learn?"
"The three of us could team up….Teach me how to gain control and use it on more than apples."
"Now, why does this feel so familiar," Regina inquires sarcastically. It must have been something that happened back in Neverland—Regina's the one that taught Emma how to start a fire with her magic.
"I'm ready this time."
Regina laughs with a sarcastic okay thrown in, looking between Emma and I. "If we do this, we do it my way. This isn't drinking stale coffee at a stakeout or…." She stands, pushing in the chair she was sitting on. "Whatever you did as a bail bondsperson. This…." She rests her hand on her small box of potions. "….Is a way of life. You have to fully commit to it."
"Not a problem."
"Meet me at my vault in one hour." Regina gathers her things, sending a meaningful look at Emma before making her exit. Emma gets to her feet, giving her parents a look similar to the one she just received.
"And no complaining. I'm doing this, it's the only way." Snow raises her hands, showing that she wasn't going to try and argue. "And yes, I will be careful."
"We know," Snow says.
"Don't worry, we'll watch Henry when he gets back from the store," David adds.
"Actually," Emma says, stretching the word out nervously," I'm not sure that's the best idea."
"And that's my cue to leave, see you in an hour," I interrupt as Snow gains a hurt expression. "Come on, babe, let's go find something to do while they have their mandatory heart to heart." I pull Pan to his feet and lead the way out, deciding halfway to the door of Snow's building to go to my house. It is uncomfortable seeing Henry, all I want to do is hold him and never let go, but if I hold him like that, then it'll raise questions. It just hurts too much to see the unknowing light in his eyes, knowing he doesn't remember me or the fact that he's my nephew.
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