#parkercroftimagine

War was knocking on the doorstep of the Shenandoah Valley and the Virginia Military Institute that was just a few hundred yards from the house in which you and lots of young women had been recruited as to look after the boys should anything happen to them during their strenuous training. A warm Virginia day brought just that as you are enjoying a chat with your friend Libby on the porch, a group of boys including your childhood best friend, Thomas Garland Jefferson, are carrying one of the younger cadets in a hurry. Even though the trip certainly surprised you, you were more than happy to see him.

“Afternoon ladies, could we seek some help for our fellow rat? This Virginia sun is almost too much for him to bare.” Garland said as he helped his fellow cadet, Sam Atwill, carrying the boy. “Take him inside,” Libby said, “We’ll get him some help.” You couldn’t hide the smile as Garland passed, giving you a wink as if they had been up to mischief. “Thank ya kindly.” Sam said as they ushered the boy in.

You followed behind Libby to make sure the poor boy was okay as she tended to him. You felt a little tug on your arm though which made you turn to face the esteemed gentleman that happily greeted you with a smile.

“Garland, what have you boys been doing again?” You crossed your arms. “Oh, we’ve been up to nothing, Miss (Y/n). How could you say such a thing?” He smiled with charm dripping from his eyes and smile. “Because, Mister Jefferson, I have known you a long time and you can’t fool me unlike these other girls who bat their eyes and twist their hair around you.” You turn, smoothing your blue cotton belle dress as you walk back towards the porch. “My, my.” He said as he followed you out the door, “If I didn’t see it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it.” “What ever do you mean?”  You took a seat on the porch swing to which he invited himself to take the seat beside you. “You talkin’ about how the other girls admire me as though it ruffles your feathers up, darlin.” He pulled his hat from his head and looked over at you. “Do go on, Mister Jefferson. Enlighten me on such assumptions?” You said with a chuckle. “Oh it’s nothing short of an assumption, it is a fact.” “Garland, let’s get back to the institute before we are missed. Robert will be just fine with a bit of rest.” Sam said with a smile and bowed at you, “Ma’am.” “Miss (Y/n) I do hope to see you again soon.” Garland stood up just as you raised up. “We always do.” You say while smiling at him as he walks down the steps with his fellow cadets.

Truth of the matter was you were always smitten over that boy and couldn’t hide it from anyone around you except him, or so you thought. As you leaned against the banister of the porch, Garland glanced back and his eyes lingered on you for longer than usual. His thoughts were swirling up in his head and with war breathing on everyone’s neck, he knew he had to say something of how he felt before another cadet snatched you up.

~*~

Just as the rains poured upon that night, the announcement was made to the boys of the Virginia Military Institute that they would march to Stanton to aid Major General John C. Breckinridge but hopefully would not be needed. The boys were excited as ever to be needed in war but Garland looked around before his eyes landed on the house just a little ways from there. He watched his fellows celebrating and hooting around but he knew that he couldn’t celebrate just yet.

He made his way over to the house, talking about how he could go about talking to you. You had been called down to help the ladies gathering up supplies and such for the long road ahead but a knock at the door stirred you away from the rush inside. You grabbed the nearby oil lamp and walked to answer it, smiling as you saw him standing there.

“If I may borrow some of your time, Miss (Y/n) I won’t take much of it.” He looked at you with a whole different vibe, a certain anxious expression on his face. “Oh Garland, you never have to ask to borrow my time.” You shut the door behind and walk with him to the end of the covered porch. “We have to march from here to Stanton tomorrow. Then we may have to march to battle.” He said with a slight choke in his voice. “You’ll be alright.” She rested a hand on his arm, “You will.” “Let me finish.” He said with a serious tone which caught you off guard. “This may be the only chance I get. We’ve been through the mill and back and I…You… You’ve never once left me behind and I feel like a fool having to leave you behind tomorrow. Should I make it back from this battle, I intend to marry you and build a family together and a future at Monticello if you would so much as have me.” Your heart felt so full of life after he uttered those words to you. Your eyes fluttered as tears dripped down your cheeks before you could process them and you threw your arms around his neck to hug him. Tomorrow meant a lot more than you had intended but he tilted your head so you could stare up at his beautiful blue eyes. “It’s about time, soldier.” You said while resting your hands on his face as he leaned in to kiss you deeply. Garland pulled away just to look into your eyes as you spent a few more moments talking before he took his leave back to the institute.

~*~

The battle of New Market waged that following Sunday and as you feared, you were called to the aid of all the wounded that could be saved or could not. Everywhere you looked, there was blood, you felt the cold sting of Death whether it was just out on the battle field or someone’s passing from their wounds. You looked everywhere you could, trying to find the only person holding your sanity together. Garland. You had to keep your thoughts positive that he was okay. As you came back for some fresh bandages, you heard a yell from a nearby room. You turned away from the bandages as you gazed to see the dirty honey locks you knew so well. He was in so much agony as the doctor was trying to help dislodge a bullet. The doctor removed it but he had lost too much blood.

“Will he make it?” said the woman at his side that helped. “It was dislodged in his back. He has but hours.” The doctor said as he dropped his tool into the pan. “Garland.” said his friend at his side, “There’s a girl who seems to be admiring your strong way from the door.” “(Y/n)” he said weakly but smiled, “I told her to stay behind.” “You know I’m one to listen well.” You said while walking over to him, taking the seat that his friend let you have. “I’m glad I didn’t.” “I almost forgot how beautiful you are.” He said in his feeble voice. He lightly reached a hand out which you took hold of. “We won the battle, (Y/n).” “I’m so proud that you won, Garland. You fought so bravely.” You said with a light smile. “I fought for you.” He shifted his eyes to stare up at you. “Promise me something?” “A-Anything.” You said with a broken voice. “Don’t forget me.” “How could I forget you? I’m gonna tell the whole world about the brave gentleman named Thomas Garland Jefferson, the bravest soldier that I ever loved.” You rested a hand on his cheek. “I wish I could marry you.” He whispered as a tear rolled on his cheek.

Robbie Kay, the most ridiculous utmost little adorable best friend you had ever had. You two had met when he moved to Houston and hit it off instantly as though he was like a little brother to you. You had moved off to LA though before he finished high school and was very surprised when he told you he would be making the insane move out there too. You felt a little more eased up about it and even offered him up the spare bedroom until he could get his own place. However, you didn’t expect when he had told you he got a spot on your favorite TV show Once Upon a Time as Peter Pan. Naturally he begged you to be his PA and how could you refuse?

The first day on set, Robbie was more than unethused about waking up before four am that day but he had fittings and other such things to attend to that day. You drag him into the costume room and laugh as he sips his starbucks you ran out to get for him.

“Remind me to never wake you up this early simply because you are too cheerful for four thirty in the morning.” He grumbled behind his starbucks. “Oh hey, another lost boy?” You heard the other voice say and turned your attention to the person behind him. “Well not so much just a lost boy.” Robbie said in his cocky manner. “I am the man himself.” The boys share a laugh. “(Y/n) is the lost girl though.” “I am not. Peter Pan doesn’t allow girls on the island remember?” You cross your arms and stick your tongue out at him, which returns the gesture. “You told me that on the flight here.” “Oh…too bad.” Robbie pats you on the head. “We could use your servant techniques.” “UGh! I should have taken the job on Supernatural.” You threaten with a grin. “Aww come on Peter, we can have a lost girl right?” The other boy says with an ear splitting grin that melts your soul. His eletric eyes sparkle as you stare into them for a second before looking away with reddened cheeks. “Only one and she’s it.” Robbie snickers at the look on your face. “I’m going to get my proper atire on, be good.”

Robbie gave you a wink which you wanted to smack him on the arm for but he had already made a mad dash for the other room. You felt a bit awkward now standing there with this other guy who you didn’t even know a name for yet. Still he graced you with a light smile before addressing you.

“So miss I guess you’re going to be around huh?” He smoothed his short blond locks back as he beamed still. “Yeah, Robbie has made me his personal slave.” You snicker softly. “I’m (y/n) and well I’ll end up doing all for the lost boys at this rate.” “Good to know. How about fetching me some tea?” He looked serious at you and almost the cocky attitude made you take a step back. “Oh I’m joking hun I promise. I just wanted to test you.” “Oh you’re a joy.” You snorted but even then, that cockyness had even its effect on you. “Ugh, if you want tea later though I’ll get it when I make a run for Starbucks because lord knows Robbie can’t breathe without it.” “And don’t you forget it, love.” Robbie said as he walked over with a grin. “Come on, lets go see the set yeah?” “See you around then?” The boy said with a smirk. “I’m Parker.” “See you around Parker.” You say with a grin and mess up Robbie’s hair before running out the door.

~*~

You found a bit of entertainment in the lost boys on set but grew pretty bored while they were filming. However, when they were not busy, they were hoarded around you and Robbie. You weren’t used to this much attention but rather enjoyed it as you were the only girl. How bad could it be? Still, even with all those boys, your eyes kept mostly on one, especially when he spoke. Parker was telling some tales of his other works as well as the independent film he co-wrote on called “Falling Overnight” that you hadn’t heard of before. Still, you felt intrigued when he told of the storyline. Robbie caught on to how you were so attentive when Parker was speaking but barely paid attention to any of the others around or even him for that matter.

That afternoon when filming was done for them for the day and they could go run amuck, Robbie hauled you to his trailer with him basically dragging you by your arm.

“What is up with you Robbie Kay?!” “You’ve got the hots for the second in command? After all this time I thought you were fond of Peter Pan.” He mocks with a grin. “Sorry Little Kay but yeah, you’re like my little brother and you know what, I never said anything about liking the second in command! I don’t even kn-” You stopped for a minute before giving him a look before realizing, “Oh…you mean…Parker?” “Blasphemy. I of course mean him! You were oogling him like he was a shop window manequin. “OH shut up no I was not!” “Ahem, then you wouldn’t mind if I did this.” Robbie texted on his phone and you went wide eyed while trying to take the phone from him. “Nah uh!” “Robbie!”

Parker glanced down at his phone and chuckled, giving you a text

[Text] Hey uh…y/n its Parker. Is this the right number?

Your phone buzzed in your pocket and you just stared at Robbie before glancing down and huffing as you reply with a reddened expression.

[Text] Yes this is she. Now I know what Robbie did -_-

[Text] Well it was a little plan of his we already had in mind. I kind of wanted to talk to you more anyways.

Your heart skipped a beat and the smile on your face matched the excitement in your veins as you nervously replied back.

[Text] What did you want to talk about?

[Text] If you want to go grab something to eat or maybe go for a walk around Toronto?

With a shriek, you almost knock Robbie over with a hug even though you hated him for a moment before. You pull on your favorite boots and coat as you reply.

[Text] I’ll meet you by the catering tent?

[Text] Nah we’re going to have some real Canadian cuisine! I’ll meet you by the gate.

With the help of some persuasion of one of the crew, he rowed the boat to the shore telling you to only go a little ways and to come right back after you retrieved a trinket of sorts as a memoir for your first trip to Neverland. Shuffling around, you trip over a branch and go sliding down a hill with a soft scream until you land in a small creek. With a sigh of annoyance, you sat up in the stream and gasped as you saw a figure standing before you. His bright blue eyes glow under his hood as they widen with curiosity. Slowly he lowers the knife he had in his hand back to its hilt and pulls his hood off to seem less menacing as you trembled in the water. You shift back as he reaches his hand out and offers help to you. You look at his hand as if its a deadly viper rearing its ugly head back to bite you for a moment until you start to shudder. You take hold of his hand and look up at him.

“Who are you?” He asked in a soft but cold tone. “How’d you get here?” “I...well...” You couldn’t figure out really how to tell him that you were the daughter of a most honorable man of the seas. “Speak quickly girl or I’ll take you to Pan.” You almost gasped in amazement. “Peter Pan is really real?!” You exclaim with a smile before looking down. “I mean...who’s Peter?” “A girl that knows of Neverland? How interesting.” He crosses his arms. “Again, what are you doing here?” “I wanted a trinket to take back home. My father and uncle were looking for a magical plant to take back to the king to help rid him of his enemies.” You said with a sigh. “We didn’t know anyone would be here.” “So you are from the ship.” His grin grew in size. “A trinket huh? What would a little princess take back from Neverland?” “Princess? Yeah no, I’m not a princess back in the other world. A small token to remind me that Neverland is not that far away.” You smile softly. “Not a princess?” He kneels down to  your eye level and smiles, “You would be a princess here. Should you ever want to return, this will lead you back.” He pulls out a small shell that came from the beach of the Mermaid Lagoons. “It’s enchanted to call to Neverland.” “Y-You would give me this?” You say softly as he places it in your hand. “Thank you. I don’t even know your name?” “It’s Felix. What’s yours?” “(your first and middle) Jones.” “Well, Miss Jones, I hope to see you again.” He says with a smile, “You should go because your father is probably looking for you now.”

With an eager nod, you watch him walk off and felt that was the closest thing you had to a friend in all the time you spent on sea. Sure there was your father’s crew to speak and look after you but, this one was closer to your age. Your wide (eye color) eyes stare down once more at the shell with a sparkle of magic blooming in your heart. You turn back to see the boy had gone and with haste, you run for the shore and for the boat to go back to the ship. The greeting you got however was not a pleasant one. You stepped back onto the deck of the ship only to be stopped in your place by your father.

“I told you to remain on the ship! Why did you disobey me?” He knelt down and you flinched, thinking he was going to hurt you but instead he hugged you tight. “I just wanted a trinket to remember Neverland.” You softly say while hugging on him., “I didn’t go far but I fell in a small stream. A boy helped me up but he- “What boy?” Killian asked, alarm in his tone. “His name is Felix.” You say with a smile, “He gave me a shell.” “You have to get rid of the shell.” Killian stood up, “We need no reminder of this day.” “But...” “NOW” He raised his voice and you cowered, nodding at his request and going to the end of the ship. With a sorrowful glance at the shell, a tear fell down your cheek as you watched the shell fall from your palm to the water below. You rested your chin on the bow and held on as the ship, with the help of the magical Pegasus sail, lifted into the air and flew back to the kingdom. Your eyes lingered on the shore as long as possible and saw a lone figure on the beach who reached up his arm and gave a passing wave to you.

~*~

Present day, so many years had gone, you had aged till your seventeenth birthday but a curse that fell on all lands had frozen you with your father on the shores of Neverland. Twenty eight years had passed and for the first time in a long time, you had moved. You didn’t know how or why but the first reaction was to turn and look upon the darkened shores of Neverland. It was not nearly as magical and beautiful as you had remembered. Then a sudden thought hit you.

“What if he’s not here? What if he’s forgotten me?” You thought to yourself.

Your thoughts are broken as your father places his one good hand upon your shoulder. With a sigh you pull away from him to his surprise.

“I told you I would protect us from the- “I don’t care. We waited too long to come back to Neverland. You promised we would return when I wanted but no.” You look at him resentfully. “When I turned pirate after discovering the truth of the plant that took your uncle’s life and the water that saved him, I wanted to avoid these shores for a very long time. Do you really blame me for not wanting to return?” “No but you promised. You always kept your word before becoming a pirate.” “Yet here you are just as much pirate as I am and- “Yeah I get it dad.” You frown and look at the ground until a small glow catches your eye. You kneel down and move some of the sand off until you smile at the small object you pull up. The shell that Felix had given you had washed up on shore and remained until you had returned. You clean it up a bit and go to show your father triumphantly until some branches crack nearby.

With a grip on your sword, you hold it out until you hear a laugh. Out steps Felix, a lot taller than you remembered or partial to the shortness you had retained. The only difference in him was a scar that now graced his cheek but nothing about him had changed. The scowl you first saw him with was ever present but all you could do was smile.

“Captain.” Felix said with a sour tone. “Who’s the girl?” “Have I changed that much since you saw me in the creek?” You said with the crossing of your arms. “No. It can’t be.” He looks you up and down with the first smirk you ever saw on his face. “ (your-name) it has been a long time. I thought you would return sooner?” “Well I would have had I not been forced to throw this,” You lift the shell up, “Overboard as we left Neverland. I wished so many times but I could never get away.” “Aye, she tried to leave a few times to get back.” Killian said with a frown, “Did not work though until I found a magic bean. She should be thrilled.” “I couldn’t find Neverland with a father that loved me.” “Yet here you are, on the shores of Neverland like you never left.” Felix said with a smile. “All you needed was a little help” “Felix, is this the girl you mentioned all those years ago?” Every hair on your body felt a jolt of chills as another boy walked up beside him with the most sinister look in his eyes. Felix nodded as the other boy stood by with a grin to match. “Captain’s daughter, how quaint. Perhaps I will make a deal with you Hook.” “What?” You turn back to look at your father’s unfaltering smirk. “She’s all yours if you let me, my crew and ship out of here for good.” “Oh but a prize such as she is worth so much more than that. I get to pick where you are going then.” Pan said with a smile. “It’s a place of wonderment and a different kind of magic. A place where you can find that crocodile you’ve wanted to kill for years.” “Deal.” Hook said without a single hesitation. “What?! You’re giving me up to Peter Pan for REVENGE?” You felt a surge of anger. “It’s for your mother.” He said coldly. “Treat her well since you say she is worth so much more.” “She will be treated just like a Queen.” Pan looked at you with a raise of his brow and slick smirk.

Every ounce of you that had once longed for the return to Neverland had slipped away, leaving you feeling a sense of fear. As you watched from the shores, seeing the Jolly Roger falling into a portal, all that flooded your mind was hope that he would never find his revenge. The cold knife of pain hit you and you dropped to your knees in the sand.

“I’m so sorry.” Peter knelt down beside you and let a hand rest on your shoulder. “The true nature of people come out when they are ever so desperate to find a solution to their problems.” “I should have known it was a matter of time.” You sat there, eyes focused on the horizon. “You’re in Neverland now.” Felix mutters as he knelt to the other side of you. “You never have to worry about grown ups again. You can be free to live of your own will as long as you follow one simple rule: Loyalty to Pan.” You turn your head towards him for a moment before turning towards Peter. “I will.” You close your eyes for a moment, “My loyalty is to Neverland, to you two.” “A true warrior princess.” Felix whispered in your ear, sending tingles down your spine. You slowly turned your head, a few inches from him until you blinked and woke up on the Jolly Roger.

“Land ho!” A crew member called out above. “Neverland!”

You sat up in your bed, older than you had been the last time you saw Neverland with a smile on your face. In the last couple of years, the curse that had reversed everything sent you and your father to the small town of Storybrooke. In that time, he had fallen in love with a woman by the name of Emma who had a son named Henry. He was like your little brother as it were and you had taken to Emma after a while of convincing that she wasn’t taking the place of your mother, who you learned to be the former wife of Henry’s grandpa/ dark one/ crocodile Rumplestiltskin. Despite every difference that had become, everyone teamed up when the children of Storybrooke began to disappear.

~Flashback~

On the night you couldn’t forget, you had your time of stargazing outside the only window where no man made light could shine. The moon and stars were the only light as you sat at the window. With ease, you opened the window and suddenly a haunting tune on the wind hits your ears. You felt a bit crazed by it and shut the window, but the sound only grew louder before all of a sudden disappearing. With a moment passing, you raise the window again and shudder at the silence. Like a whistle on the wind, the tune penetrates your ears but softer this time, lightly increasing as you start to realize what it is.

The pipes of your dreams that you had not heard in so long echoing in the night. It was your chance to run again, to find the Neverland you had longed for in your heart but something stopped you. A shadow hovered near the window of Henry’s room and all thoughts of your own self ceased as you ran in a panic to try and catch him but it was too late. With a scream, you woke everyone in the house up and felt like it was all your fault.

~*~

Now was your time to make right as you leapt out of the small row boat onto the shore. Curiosity however got the best of you when you saw a small object by your feet. The shell. This time it was no dream, this time you were here and you picked it up with a light sigh.

“What is that?” Emma asked softly. “It’s something my father made me throw away a long time ago. I never thought I’d see it again.” You tucked it into the pocket of your jeans. “Though I doubt I will see the one who gave it to me.” “Who was he?” You looked at her surprised before smiling, “Felix. His name was Felix.”

The group heads into the jungle after planning on making camp first before taking any sort of action to find Henry much to Emma’s dismay. Though as you were walking down a path, a figure jumped out and grabbed you behind a tree with their hand across your mouth. You squirmed around and broke free to see who had grabbed you when your jaw dropped a bit. Just like you had seen in the dream you had, Felix was there in front of you was just the way you remembered him and the scar was fainter but still visible.