Jeremy

They had found me and I had no idea how they did. I thought I was careful. I left the girl and ran off so they wouldn't find me.

And they didn't find me, but the girl was looking for me again, trying to find answering to why I left in the first place and what was going on.

Then she found me, and was basically demanding answers.

"I told you, you need to wait, it's not safe to talk about anything like this. It's too dangerous."

"I can handle dangerous, I dealt with the guy didn't I?"

"Beginner's luck."

"Just tell me how I can do that then," she said, "please, I need to know if I'm danger or I'm dangerous."

I sighed, tucking a hair behind her ear, she flinched for a second, not expecting it before she relaxed and looked at me, or rather my hood.

"Can I see your face?" She asked, gently. "We'll go somewhere you can't get caught, somewhere no one knows about. Only I know about and..." She trailed off, her breath hitching, it clearly stung when she talked about her. She swallowed and looked at me before saying, "Millie."

I nodded, "alright," I said, "but we need to be careful."

"Believe me, I know how to be careful," she said, "I had a best friend who was completely rebellious throughout her life, I know how not to get caught." She smirked and started walking.

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When we finally got to where she was talking about, I was about to take down my hood, when she stopped me.

"Don't," she said, "we're not there quite yet, just about, just be patient,"

"Okay..." I said, suspicious. She grabbed my hand and pulled me through somewhere. Within a minute, we were actually there.

She turned on a light, and suddenly we were in a room, or what looked like a room. "I thought we were in a cave."

"It is a cave, but it's closed off, it's made to look like a room, or at least it is a room. It's a room in part of a cave instead of in a cave itself."

"And we won't be found."

"Believe me, when I wanted to be alone, this is where I used to go, and my mom didn't find me for hours until I finally came back. It was better than hiding in my room. It's kind of something that can only be found if you want it to be found." She said, "it's kinda my thing."

"So you run away from home?" I asked but she shook her head.

"No, I go here to think, or I used to go here with my best friend, because you know, she was my best friend. It was our hangout and now..." She trailed off, biting her lip.

"It's just yours," I finished and she nodded.

"You can stay here," she offered "for as long as you need to, I wouldn't mind company once in a while. It's been a long time since I've came here with someone, or even on my own, it's kinda strange."

"You're letting me stay in your hide out?" I asked, raising an eyebrow,

"I'm nice," she stated, "get used to it."

"You're also abrupt," I replied, "I should get used to that too."

"Yeah," she nodded, "you really should, you have no idea what I'm like when I'm angry," she giggled, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink. She was blushing, actually blushing.

"So why are you here?" She asked bluntly.

"I told you before," I said, "I'm hiding from my father, I told you in the dream."

"I had a lot going on at that time, I don't remember much, please do tell me?" She asked, so I nodded and started telling her why I came here in the first place.

Once I finished her mouth was wide open, shocked.

"Better close your mouth before a fly goes into it," I joked, but she just glared at me.

"So you're here because you're trying to find someone with magic?" She asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"And you think that person might be me?" She questioned.

"Yes." I stated.

"That's ridiculous I've never done magic in my life, my parents aren't even magical."

"It doesn't necessarily run in families otherwise I wouldn't be here and I'd be able to defeat him."

"Can't you learn magic from someone?" She said, raising an eyebrow.

I shook my head, "I'd rather not get taught by the person who taught my father."

"Who is he Rumplestiltskin?" She joked.

"Not quite, though Rumplestiltskin is made up."

"I know that dimwit," she said rolling her eyes, "that's why I said it I was joking!"

"Oh," my mouth made an 'o' shape as I said this, "right, joking."

She rolled her eyes, "so who did teach your father?" She asked.

"Funnily enough a man who's name is quite common yet he is very powerful."

"So why don't you get him to teach you or to defeat your father?"

"Because no one is more powerful, than one particular person, and what you did to that boy before, proves to me, you have got magic. Or at least, strength."

"Of course I have strength, just because I'm a girl does not mean I can't be strong."

"I didn't mean it like that, I know there's strong women, have you seen that show once upon a time? That show is pro strong women."

"Which is exactly why I watch it," she replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

"So you don't watch it for the guys who are the baddies and then turn out to be good?" I raised an eyebrow at the question.

She looked down, and I knew she was lying, "well..." She started then looked up at me, "maybe, but who can blame me, Killian Jones is-" she cut herself as she realised something, "you look just like him, only younger." She admitted.

"So I've been told," I mumbled, "there's another thing about this whole magic thing." I said to her.

"What is it?" She asked cautiously.

"Turns out, whoever has the most powerful of all magic that can defeat my father is..." I trailed off not wanting to say it."

"Is what?"

"My soulmate." I said, waiting upon her reaction to what I had said to her.

A/N: hope you enjoyed, if you did please comment/vote and I'll see you guys in the next chapter where it'll be the last chapter to swap POV's and after it'll be all in Gina's POV, so enjoy guys!