You weren’t from this world. That was enough anyone needed to know about you, or cared to find out at least.

But somehow, you had ended up in Neverland after babysitting Emma Swan’s son, Henry. You didn’t know how it happened, but you didn’t really get much time to do so— since not even five minutes after you arrived, you were already bound in ropes by a group of teenage boys.

And now you were sat in a cage, being gawped at as if you were the finest meet. A last meal on death row to these kids— it was very unsettling.

You didn’t really know how to get yourself out of this situation, given the fact that the so called “owner” of this island had his eyes trained on you every second of every day, like a hawk with it’s prey. He was amused at you, like you were a little plaything to keep him occupied.

It was only when a clan of pirates arrived on the island too that you believed you may have a chance at being saved. And that was when you saw Henry with them, and… Emma?

This couldn’t be real.

As much as you wanted to question it, the words wouldn’t form past your lips into a good enough question that could get a half decent explanation. But then… your eyes fell on him. Killian Hook.

And by gods… he was beautiful.