A KIND OF MAGIC ↝ Killian Jones

⇒ CHAPTER FIFTEEN

WILMA, TINKER BELL, Neal and Killian had headed to The Jolly Roger to grab the magic coconut they intended to use to catch Pan's shadow, which was wreaking havoc on their town. Frankly, Wilhelmina was scared, to a point where she could barely speak — her mind was full of thoughts and images she couldn't shake away, from her strange visions to them actually coming true, but she didn't feel like sharing, either. They were busy right now, and well, truthfully, that was just an excuse Wilma used to avoid talking about her messed up mind and how she was considering the option of losing her sanity.

  So instead, she hummed One Vision and helped her friends look around the ship, until they found the coconut. However, things really just got worse, as Neal received a call from Emma, who proceeded to explain that Pan was still around — that he had switched bodies with Henry, and the one that had been locked in Pandora's Box had actually been their son. And therefore, the boy Regina had spent the night with had to be Peter Pan, and in an instant, Wilhelmina grew insanely worried of the woman. She knew she could take care of herself, but there was no imagining what Pan was after, and poor Regina was blinded by her love for Henry, causing her to believe it was indeed her son, when in reality, it was something much more terrible. And scary, too. Frankly, Wilma felt disgusted — she had hugged him, everyone had welcomed him, offered their hearts and lives on a silver platter, ready for him to toy with.

  How foolish of them, to believe Pan would be so easily eliminated.

  As soon as the coconut was obtained, they left the ship behind and headed to Regina's vault, where the queen had taken Henry — or Pan, to be correct. Without a word, Wilma stood back, next to David and Killian who were both eyeing her with care, but neither spoke in the silence caused by everyone keenly following Mr. Gold's attempts to unlock the magically sealed doors. With a little of bit effort, the man eventually succeeded, and the doors flew open, allowing everyone to step inside, which they did as quickly as possible.

  Emma was the first one to rush downstairs to the vault, but Wilma was quick to follow her lead and take the first step — however, before she could rush in and make sure Regina was okay, a hook appeared around her wrist and when she looked up, she found Killian staring at her with a pleading look. "Please, love", he murmured quietly, "in case Pan's there...", nodding towards the steps that Wilma was about to take on, but understanding that it was probably quite unsafe, she relaxed and settled for staying with Hook. Smiling gratefully, the pirate dropped his hold on her, and Wilma tried to smile back at him, but no doubt he could tell how weak and untrue the happiness on her features was. It wasn't his fault though — if anything, he was the constant good in her life, but right now, she couldn't help but worry and let the fears in her drown and suffocate her.

  And then, suddenly, like a lightning bolt striked her, Wilma had an idea. It was a bad idea — hell, it was quite likely the worst, most reckless and dangerous idea she could ever even think about or consider, but right now, everyone had a lack of good ones. But she had to go for it, before it would be too late, even if she was well-aware of the huge risk she was taking, but nonetheless, she decided to make that simple thought come true. Her thoughts and dreams had a tendency to do that lately, anyway.

  When no one was looking — which was almost impossible to reach, due to Killian constantly looking at her with a mixture of worry and affection — Wilma sneaked out, and as soon as her boots came in contact with the grass, she erupted into a sprint. And she ran like hell, making her legs and feet ache and her breathing grow erratic, but she couldn't risk someone seeing her running away, not when she knew that if she were to share her insane plan, no one would let her go. It was smart, though, to stop her, but now, there was no one to do that. She was free to go wherever she wanted, to do whatever her heart desired, and right now, that was finding Peter Pan.