A/N: Welcome to Falling for Neverland! I've been meaning to write a Once Upon a Time fic for such a long time but never had enough time to complete a chapter. Anyway, it's here now, so I hope you enjoy reading it.

The cover picture belongs to DreamyArtistRoxy3 on Deviantart [ dreamyartistroxy3. deviantart ]. I own nothing but my OC and her situation. All other credit goes to the wonderful creators of this brilliant programme. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Thud!

They hit the ground hard, dropped by the portal with no mercy. For a moment, they stayed there, stunned. All of a sudden, there was a scramble as Henry tried to get up and run, but Greg caught him. Tamara latched a hand on Abigail's arm too, just to be sure, and hoisted her to her feet.

But as soon as Abigail took in her surroundings, panic struck.

"No. No, no, no. I can't be here. I need to leave," she turned around and clung to Tamara's arm, begging her to understand, "Please. Take me back. I can't be here, please!"

Greg smiled cruelly, "No can do, kid. Our mission was to bring you here, and here you're gonna stay."

Henry stood tall, looking for all the world like a little soldier, "Are you sure about that? 'Cuz my mom is coming to get us. Both of them. And her dad, and he's a pirate."

Greg scoffed, "You might wanna look around, kid. Do you see any clock towers? You're a long way from Storybrooke."

"Please!" Abigail's eyes were stinging with tears. She had never been so scared in her life. "Take me back."

They ignored her.

"It doesn't matter!" Henry insisted, "My family's been to the Enchanted Forest before, and they can get here again."

A howl erupted from somewhere in the nearby forest. Abigail gave up, feeling her body collapse. Tears spilled down her cheeks. She couldn't be there. It was too dangerous. She couldn't let him find her.

"Well, we're not in the Enchanted Forest," Tamara said, her fingers gripping so tight into Abigail's arm that it was going numb, "This is Neverland."

Her heart was beating so heavily that it hurt. The fear was so strong. All she wanted was to go home, to be with her dad, to get away. She needed to run. But she couldn't. She felt numb. She was so scared that she was freezing up. The only thing that she was aware of was the tingling pain in her arm where Tamara's nails dug in.

"Come on," Tamara yanked her and she stumbled forwards. Struggling to her feet, she kept herself on alert. The slightest snap of a twig made her jump. As they walked away from the ocean, the one place that she felt a shred of safety, what little hope she had left sank further and further away.

They were practically leading her to her death. There was one person in Neverland who could organise her capture so effortlessly, and she had no intention of ever seeing him again. But if he wanted her, he was going to get her. It was the way it had always been, and the way it would always be. He enjoyed the chase, the game of cat and mouse. But she was always the mouse, and he was the sabre-tooth tiger.

So what did that make Henry? Why did he want him? She knew why he wanted her. Henry was the mystery. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. He might be able to get her, but she was going to die before he got his hands on Henry.

Greg and Tamara made their captives walk in front of them. Henry looked anxiously at Abigail.

"Are you ok?" he whispered.

She tried to smile and almost succeeded, "Are you?"

"I'm fine. But we need to stop them. We need to save magic."

"I don't think they're here to destroy magic, Henry," Abigail frowned, "Or at least, that's not what their 'home office' wants."

"But they said -"

"Quiet!" Greg snapped from behind them, and they fell silent.

Before long, darkness began to blanket Neverland and they stopped to build a fire. They had barely got it lit when there was a crunch of branches nearby and a chill ran down Abigail's spine. Instinctively, she pushed Henry slightly behind her. If she was going down, she was going to go down protecting him.

Out of the trees stepped a very familiar face, followed by several other very familiar faces. She felt her whole body go tense. She wanted to run. She wanted to fight. But she was frozen. And it showed on her face, just how scared she was. Felix flashed her a knowing grin.

"Hello again, princess."

She said nothing.

Greg stared at them, "Who're you?"

"We're the home office," Felix smirked, "Welcome to Neverland."

Tamara's eyes widened. Something was wrong and she knew it. Something was terribly wrong. This was not what she had been told was going to happen. All of her plans were unravelling before her eyes. The end of magic was slipping through her fingers.

She had never been so angry, "The home office… is a bunch of teenagers?"

"They're not teenagers," Henry corrected, stepping out from behind Abigail even though she tried to hold him back, "They're the lost boys."

"Would'ya look at that?" mused Felix. Abigail felt her heart beat quicker as his piercing gaze fixed on Henry. She stepped closer to him, her maternal instincts strong.

"Why would the lost boys want to destroy magic?" Henry asked, oblivious to how much Abigail was mentally urging him to stop talking.

"Who said we wanna destroy magic?"

Greg stepped forward, "That was our mission."

"So you were told, yes," Felix turned to Abigail who was holding weakly onto Henry's shoulder, looking like she was about to pass out, "Now, hand them over."

Tamara walked in front of them, brave as a fool, "Not until you tell us the plan. For magic. For getting home."

Felix laughed. It was a laugh that made Abigail want to cry.

"You're not gettin' home."

"Then you're not getting the hostages," Greg said in a strong voice, with eyes that betrayed fear.

Felix grinned, "Of course we are."

A strange roar tore through the night and a sudden flash of light above them was swallowed up by darkness. A shadow raced out of the sky and before he could even duck, it had taken hold of Greg's shadow and was ripping it pore-by-pore from his body. A terrible scream echoed through the night before his body hit the ground, empty and lifeless. The shadow flew away with Greg's shadow in its arms.

Tamara gasped and spun around, pushing both Henry and Abigail toward the trees, "Run!"

She didn't need to be told twice. Turning on her heel, she grabbed Henry's hand and ran. But she had barely taken to the trees when she lost him.

"Henry?" she shouted, still running, but there was no reply.

The Lost Boys were chasing her. They knew the forest better than her. She couldn't hide, and they were faster. Sure enough, just as she dodged a tree, a Lost One jumped out of it with a heavy thump. She scrambled backwards, but collided with two others who grabbed her arms, stopping her from running again.

Felix strolled in front of her, a lazy smirk on his face. When he took her hand, she supressed a shiver at how cold it was, and then he pressed a kiss on the back of it. His eyes glinted with mockery.

"Nice to have you back, princess."

Sharply, she pulled her hand away, "I'm not a princess; I'm a pirate."

"Not anymore, you're not," he motioned to the other Lost Ones who roughly tugged her wrists behind her back, securing them with rope, "Pan'll be pleased to have you back with us."

He must have seen the fear in her eyes because his smirk faded, "Oh, don't worry. Pan's not here yet. He's dealing with… something."

It took a moment for it to click in her brain, but when it did, a whole new shot of panic ran through her.

"If he hurts Henry, I swear to god I'm going to burn Neverland down!"

Felix chuckled darkly, reaching out to tuck a strand of stray copper hair behind her ear, "Relax. He's not going to hurt Henry; he needs him. It's you, you should be worrying about. He wasn't very happy when you left before."

She lifted her chin defiantly, "I'll leave again. You can't keep me here forever."

"I think you'll find, princess," he stepped closer, taking a firm grip of her arm - the one that Tamara hadn't pierced - to start moving her through the forest, "That Pan always gets what he wants. And he'll keep it for as long as it keeps him entertained."

And then a sack covered Abigail's head and she was led, blinded, to Peter Pan's camp. Her old home.

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