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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
- 78
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Pan gets his heart back in this chapter and I've decided where I want Morgan/Vee to be in the finale where the endings are switched. Maybe I'll have Pan work in a brothel, he can be Morgan's ho.
Neverland—Past
Pan gasped as Felix's hand thrusts into his chest, Pan's heart being yanked out in a fit of rage as he falls to his knees in pain. Felix grins down at the boy, flexing his fingers around the heart and watching with glee as Pan squirms in the dirt from the pain of it. "This is what you get for being disobedient," Felix informs him, tossing the heart up in the air and catching it easily. "What to do with it now?" With a wicked grin, the Alp opens a portal and tosses the heart through it, closing it afterwards and watching as Pan's expression twists into absolute agony.
"F-Felix," Pan coughs, collapsing onto his back. "No..."
"Oh yes, you deserved this. I'll give your heart back when I can trust you again, but for now I have it in the safest spot in all the realms." After delivering a sharp kick to Pan's midsection, Felix walks further into the Dark Jungle. He'd expected this would happen one of these days, he'd had the plan set up from the beginning to find an excuse to remove Pan's heart. He'll be easier to control now and the only way he could get his heart back is by going to the land without magic. And Felix knew that would never happen, not with how power hungry Pan is. No, he'd only go to that horrid realm if he had no other choice.
Storybrooke
I poke at my scrambled eggs with my fork, not really in the mood for food right now. "What is this," Isaac asks, holding up his bagel with disgust.
"It's a bagel," Papa answers tiredly.
"Is it?" He lets it drop back to his plate, looking out the window of Granny's at the people passing by outside. I continue to stare at my eggs, Papa's cloak wrapped tightly around me. I haven't really had an appetite since I woke up a few days ago and Papa noticed, so he checked me out and he's been keeping an eye on me since then, hence the plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. I don't look up when the bells over the diner door jingle, this is the breakfast rush hour, so people would be coming in for the next few minutes or so. I poke at the eggs again, my head resting on one hand with my elbow on the table.
"Did you hear," Dad inquires, sitting across from Papa and forcing Isaac to move to sit across from me.
"This is why I hate this place," Papa sighs before his brown eyes land on my uneaten food. "Morgan Elizabeth Gold, you either eat that food or I'll feed you like I did when you were two." My eyes widen a fraction as I meet his stubborn gaze. "Sound-effects and all. Don't test me." Quickly, I scoop up a forkful of eggs and stuff them in my mouth, not daring to irritate him when he's in a bad mood anyway. Satisfied, Papa moves his gaze back to my father. "Are you sure you want to start your day by tangling with the Dark One?" I kick him under the table, tired of their fighting.
"The Dark One that can't strike back without charring his heart. You're toothless, old dog." I kick Dad next, taking another bit of my food when both of my parents send me matching looks of annoyance. "I came here to give you good news, Gold. Emma's already on her way back. And guess what? She didn't turn evil after all. So I get to find my happiness, and you will never find yours." Dad leans forward, a darkly satisfied look making itself known on his face as he points at Papa. "And for you, never is a long time, mate."
"It's funny," Papa murmurs before Dad can leave," because I already have a piece of my happy ending, and she's been with me her entire life." Papa rests a hand on my shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze as the satisfaction drains from Dad's face and only the darkness is left. It reminds me of the old him, the one that thought kidnapping me was the way to make me realize he was my father. I don't like the look either one of the two are sending each other—it just makes Isaac and I uncomfortable. "I do wonder who she would have chosen if we weren't interrupted that night six weeks ago?"
"I wonder when you two will pull your heads out of your asses," I grumble, scooting forcefully until Papa lets me out of the booth," but I suppose we'll never have that answer either." I use magic to take me back to my old room in Belle's and Papa's house, collapsing on my bed and looking up at the ceiling with my legs hanging off the edge.
"I always thought you looked the most beautiful when you were angry," Pan remarks, stepping inside with an arrogant half-smile. "Now is no exception."
"What are you doing here, Pan?"
"I followed your magic." He moves away from the door and sits beside me on the bed, reaching out a hand to tug on a loose curl of my hair. "The scent of fresh rainfall is easy to find when I know it so well." I roll my eyes at his words, knowing full well that our magic had intertwined despite how much I hate him. We're joined in a way I would never be with anyone else in this world. "What's got you so angry, my darling?"
"You mean besides the fact that a homicidal maniac won't leave me alone? I guess both of my fathers' wanting to murder each other doesn't help, add to that the fact that I don't know whose side to take in this whole ugly situation and I have a shit storm waiting to happen at any given second. I'm totally fucked and there's nothing I can do to change it."
"We could leave Storybrooke, live in New York with no magic and just us."
"There's a flaw in your logic, Pan—we're not together anymore and you hate fried foods." Pan scowls, flopping backwards on my bed and staring up at the ceiling in the same way I am. "How do I chose between my dads?"
"I don't know, sweetheart, but you'll figure it out." After a pause, I can feel Pan tensing next to me before he turns onto his side and presses his ear over my chest. "Morgan... Are you a Time Lord?"
"Last time I checked, all my screwdrivers around here haven't been soniced, so that's a negative, ghost rider." Pan's brow furrows and he straddles my waist, his hand pressed against the right side of my chest. And then I felt it, a strange fluttering under his hand that wasn't there before. I give Pan a frightened look, half-expecting an alien to pop out, but Pan takes the advantage of surprise and plunges his hand in me, ripping out a small red thing seconds later. "I-is that... Please tell me that's not...?" He nods a little, staring at the heart he holds, turning it over in his hands to examine it. Just like my own heart, it hasn't been corrupted or blackened, but it's a little smaller than normal hearts. "Why was your heart in my chest?" Pan looks as dumbstruck as I do, so obviously he wasn't expecting a heart to show up. Now that I've noticed it though, I feel a little lighter, like a pressure I've been dealing with most of my life has just been lifted.
"Felix," Pan mutters after a moment," he took my heart when I disobeyed one of his orders and refused to bring a boy to the island... He said he hid it away in one of the safest spots in all the realms and I guess the chest of the Dark One's daughter is about as safe as it gets." I sit up and take his heart from him, pushing it into his chest and watching him flinch from the sudden pain and then gasp when he feels it beating. Pan rubs the space my hand just left, looking at me with widened eyes. "Thank you, Morgan, I haven't felt like myself in a very long time."
"Don't mention it... Seriously, though, please don't because it's weird enough with just the two of us knowing."
"I'll never speak of it again, don't worry." Pan's gone tense again, as though he just realized something important—somewhere between forgetting his term paper the hour before it's due and accidentally spilling coffee on his computer. "Before you get too comfortable there's something you should know." I sit up a little straighter, pulling at the hem of my skirt. "It's about Zelena... She's very much alive and Regina's having her sealed in the asylum where Belle was for twenty-eight years." He says the words quickly, as though that would soften the blow and my anger, but it didn't dull the rage burning in my blood. "Now, Morgan, it wouldn't be smart to just charge in there—" I jump up and push Pan out of my way, not getting halfway down the stairs before Pan catches up again. "You're too weak to do the witch any harm!"
"It's her fault that I'll never get to see my brother again! I'm going to cut out her heart out with a spoon!"
"Why a spoon?" He doesn't try to stop me anymore, just following as though to make sure I don't get myself killed.
"Because it's dull, it'll hurt more, you twit!" I pause at the front door, turning to look at Pan suspiciously. "Did you just get me to quote Robin Hood in a tone just like Alan Rickman? Freaking seriously?" Pan gives me a shit-eating grin and a shrug, leaning his back against the door in an attempt to look cool, but his moment is ruined when my door suddenly opens and he falls backwards, landing at Whale's feet.
"Uh..." Whale starts, his brow furrowed as he looks from Pan to me. "Should I be concerned?"
"The only person you need be concerned for is in your hospital," Pan remarks, Whale rolling his eyes when he realizes who Pan is talking about. "Honestly, the worst Morgan can do in her weak state is strangle the bitch, so you might as well just let her do it."
"About that, Zelena's pregnant and it's Robin's child."
"I'm sorry, I think I misunderstood you," I say in confusion. "Did you just say that Zelena's preggers and Robin is the baby daddy?" Whale nods a little, looking unsure at my suddenly calm demeanor. "That's just wrong, but I suppose I'll have to wait until the witch pops before I can discreetly shank her."
"As long as you do it discreetly."

"I have a problem," Maleficent states, walking into my apartment without warning or invitation. Whale, Pan, and I look up at the woman as she paces in front of my TV.
"Sure," I say," come on in and welcome to Morgan Gold's wayward home for evil has-beens." Maleficent levels me with one of her best glares, but I just lean back in my chair and return it with one of my own. "What's your problem, Mal?"
"My daughter's here now, but she's so set on getting revenge that I can't seem to talk some sense into her. Sure, after what Snow White and her idiot husband did to Lily, I can't blame her for wanting to murder them, but that would only darken my daughter's heart further. Plus, she wants nothing to do with me since I'm tired of seeking revenge."
"How 'bout you hand her over to her dad and let him deal with her?"
"I can't, I don't know who her father is." At my incredulous look, Maleficent throws her hands up in the air. "It was in my dragon form at a dragon event that humans won't understand!"
"Oh, we understand them, we call them orgies. So big deal, Lily was conceived at Dragon Woodstock and now she wants to murder the do-gooders before braiding your hair. Find her a way to work out the anger, maybe a dart board with pictures of David and Snow's faces on it."
"You really aren't any help."
"I also don't have a crazed daughter to raise, so I don't know why you came to me for advice, sweetie."
"You're right, but I happen to know two people that feel nearly the same way I do." With a smile, Mal leaves just as quickly as she showed up, slamming my door shut behind her and leaving me and my two jailers to stare at the spot she'd just been pacing in front of.
"So, are we gonna continue Death Note or what," Whale asks after a moment.
A few hours later, Dad walks into the apartment with an armful of snacks and sodas, an apology on his lips," Sorry that I'm so late, Vee, I had to stop at the store to get the things we decided on yesterday and Snow got herself knocked out by a..." He trails off for a moment when he sees the other occupants of my apartment—Nicky, Mozenrath, Whale, Pan, Mal, and Lily. "Dragon. That one sitting by the big dragon's feet, to be exact. What it this? The wayward home for evil wannabes?"
"You're here, aren't you," Pan remarks, wincing when Dad pushes him off the couch and takes his spot on my left.
"Can we start the movie now," I ask with a grin.
"What is it? You never told us."
"The Black Cauldron." And then the phones started buzzing with text messages, groans coming from most of the people in the room. Meet at Sorcerer's mansion. We need backup. -David "Son of a bitch, every time! I don't care, we're bringin' the snacks and Micah and poof us there with his magical mumbo jumbo."
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