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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
- 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
- 80-81
- 81-82
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This one is pretty short compared to the others, but I really can't think up any good ideas for this season right now. *Shakes fist* Damn you writer's block! On the upside (despite the overly exaggerated season finale) dark!Charming is way better than hero!Charming. Maybe I'll have Pan take in the Dark One mojo? Tell me what y'all think in a review!
Dark Castle
Maleficent wasn't entirely sure what she was doing at the Dark One's castle, she just knew that he possessed something that she hadn't seen before in this realm. She wanted to get a closer look at his stolen child, see how her magic worked, and if it could be taken from her. She looks around her warily, well aware of how powerful Rumpelstiltskin is and how possessive he is of the things that belong to him. The castle is filled with magic of all sorts, most of it dark, but there is a spark of light magic around here somewhere, she can sense it. Well, light's the wrong word for it, this magic is pure and smells of rain—the kind of magic that has never been tainted by darkness. She follows that magic, finding what she was looking for in the form of a little girl with dark brown hair and fair skin. The child turns, laughing when she spots Maleficent and running over to tug on the woman's dress. "Come play with me," the child demands with a smile. Maleficent couldn't help her returning smile, kneeling in front of the little girl and taking her in while she had a chance.
The little girl could be no more than five, dressed in an elegant black gown and the cloak that belongs to Rumple with her hair hanging down her back in tangles. The cloak itself engulfs her small body, the crimson fabric far too long, the sleeves of it hiding her little hands. "What's your name," Maleficent asks softly, using her magic to straighten up the child's appearance even as she feels part of her magic being drained away.
"I'm not a'posed to say." Maleficent smiles again, cupping the child's plump face and running her thumbs in soothing circles, enjoying the abnormal warmth the child gives off. Perhaps because she'd absorbed some of Maleficent's magic? "Are you one of Papa's friends?"
"No, she's not," comes the cold voice of Rumpelstiltskin from behind, Maleficent's smile disappearing as she straightens up and faces the Imp, the child between them with Maleficent's hands resting on her shoulders. "And, unless she wants her hands ripped off her body, she'll remove them from your shoulders, little bird." The child tilts her head back to look at Maleficent, giving a cheerful smile before skipping over to her captor. She's been kidnapped and doesn't even realize it. Rumple picks her up when she reaches him, holding her in such a protective way that Maleficent quickly realizes that he doesn't think of the child as an object to be used at a later date—he's become fond of her. It should have been obvious, he wouldn't let just anyone run around the castle in his favorite cloak. "What are you doing here?"
"I was curious," Maleficent shrugs," it's not everyday you come across a little girl with the kind of magic your daughter is in control of." The little girl rests her head on Rumple's shoulder, still smiling despite the fact that the man holding her looks ready to commit murder. "Do you know what it is?"
"I assure you, I don't know what you're speaking of." The words are said in a low voice, his teeth clenched tightly and his hold shifting so as to clutch the child closer to him. "I think it's time for you to leave, Maleficent." she gives him a nod and a knowing smile, patting the child's back as she walks past them.
"I liked her," she hears the child whisper and her smile widens. She'd be seeing the child again, even if it's not anytime in the near future. She would figure out what magic the child possesses and she would use it to her advantage.
Storybrooke
I look up when the front door to my apartment opens, walking out of the kitchen with a box of cereal in hand to see which citizen of Storybrooke was barging in this time. "Whale? What are you doing here?" The doctor says nothing, walking to me quickly and pulling me into a bone-crushing hug, letting out a sigh of relief when I hug him back, the box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch falling to the floor and spilling on the carpet. He pulls back after a little bit, clutching my upper arms as he looks me over, bending so his ear was pressed against my chest. "Is this how you greet all the women that come to work for ya, Doc?" He lets out a short bark of a laugh, running a hand through his already messy blonde hair.
"No, I just saw you yesterday with Pan, and Hook told about him taking your heart... I was worried," he explains, taking half a step back.
"Well, I've got my heart back now and I sent Pan somewhere in Storybrooke last night. No worries in that department."
"So you're not back together with him?"
"Nope, don't have a boyfriend."
"Good." And then he was close to me again, wrapping his arms around my waist and bending down to place a heated kiss on my lips. Now, if it were anyone else doing this, I might have reacted badly and blasted them into next week, but this is Whale, this guy is every woman in Storybrooke's wet dream! So, needless to say, I gave it my all, wrapping my arms around his neck and tangling my fingers in the stray bits of blonde hair that rested there. When he pulls back for air, I have a goofy grin plastered on my face.
"So, just to be clear, you don't actually think of me as a sibling?"
"Not since your birthday." I nod, pulling him back down and kissing him again.

A few minutes later finds us both sitting on my couch, myself slumming it in a ratty pair of jeans and an oversized sweater over a tank top and Whale dressed in his usual work clothes: khaki pants and a dress shirt. Each of us hold a box of cereal, watching reruns of Turn on my flat screen mounted on the wall across from us. "So, that Andre guy got hanged in real life," Whale checks around a mouthful of Rice Crispies. At my nod, he gives a shake of his head in disappointment. "That blows, I like him in this show."
"Me too, but I've learned to try and not get attached to certain characters," I explain," favorite characters always die and that's why every episode of Game of Thrones finds me praying to any deity that'll listen to spare Tyrion." Fidget decides to show up then, hopping up on the couch and curling up in Whale's lap, purring contently as Pup plops down under my legs, his favorite place when my feet are propped up on my coffee table. "This is nice, if my pets didn't like you, then I'd throw you out."
"That's perfectly reasonable."
"I like to think so."
"You know, I've never done this before."
"What? Eat cereal while watching reruns?" My smile diminishes slightly when he doesn't crack some joke, setting my box down on the coffee table so I can reposition myself on the couch to face him easier. "Victor?" He clears his throat, scratching Fidget's head as something to keep his hand occupied.
"I've never had a girlfriend that I was comfortable enough with to let my walls down." He looks over at me, setting aside his cereal so he can grasp my hand in his. "All the other women I dated were basically just one night stands."
"What am I?" He squeezes my hand with a smile, pulling me closer so he could wrap his arm around my shoulders.
"You're not them." Good, because if you fuck me and leave, then I'm fairly certain you'll have both of my fathers finding you and skinning you alive. Instead of saying that, though, I just give him a soft smile and rest my head on his shoulder as Major Andre and Peggy Shippen begin their first dance on screen. My OTP for this series, and she's going to end up with America's greatest traitor, how lovely. I jump a little when my text tone goes off a few minutes later, the noise interrupting the tense scene of Caleb hiding from Robert Rogers. "Duty calls?" I grab my phone and look at the screen, frowning at the text message from David. Regina went undercover and hasn't contacted us. Need help for a discreet search party.
"Yeah, the heroes in this town are complete dodos," I sigh, giving his cheek a quick kiss before standing up, using magic to put a pair of black, calf-high boots on. "Hopefully this won't take too long, but who knows with these people."
"Be careful."
"Always." He scoffs, giving me a disbelieving look.
"If you were always careful, then I wouldn't have to stitch you up so much." I give him a wink and a devious smile to match before using my magic to transport me to Regina's vault, appearing right between David and Snow. Snow lets out a surprised squeak, jumping back a little while David's hand drops instinctively to his pistol.
"This had better not be the two of you being paranoid because I was having a nice afternoon with Whale when I got your text, buddy boy."
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