Just a Little Pixie Dust

Sarabelle (Chapter 3.)

Hearing the phone ring, I lifted it and placed it between my ear and shoulder so I could keep at what I was doing. “Hello?”

“You’ll never guess who I just found.” Izzy was on the other end and she seemed rather, excited.

“Who?”  I answered her as I finished up writing the new papers and started sorting files. My eyes darkened at the first name I saw. What the hell had John done? Michael and Wendy had some explaining to do, he was being anything but a good role model for his Nephew. There were times I despised being an officer and not getting to go home early. This was one of those moments.

“Snow’s step-mother.”

“No way, you got Angelica?”

My eyes widened, Angelica was a b***h to catch, to put it nicely. She has been on the run after trying to kill Snow repeatedly even after coming here and we’ve had a warrant out for her arrest since. Seems like she finally was going to get her punishment too. Knowing Jacob she may be punished to getting encased in a book for the rest of her life with the rest of the baddies.

“Bring her in. I’ll help you get her in her cell so she can’t try getting out and I’ll mark her file.” I paused for a moment. “Talk to you when you get here.”

Hanging up the phone I heard a groan behind me and looked back at the cell, where Kitty was finally waking up. Once she gathered her surroundings she cursed and glared daggers at me. Goody, she was awake to start bitching at me, but I wouldn’t really pay enough attention to her to let it get to me too much. Standing up while she started her tirade I went through the bookshelf drowning her out as I looked for the book I wanted.

“You’re such an annoying bi-” Kitty seemed to have stopped mid insult and I was sure it was due to what was in my hands. “Is that the banishment book? Are you going to banish me?”

“No.” I shook my head opening it up to glance through the names in it. “I’m simply looking for someone.”

“You still love him don’t you?”

“I’ve never loved anyone except my family. I don’t know what you’re talking about Kitty.” I started leafing through pages slowly, people who hadn’t stopped even after warnings. The Horn King…Bluebeard…Captain Hook…The Headless Horseman. I kept looking through and stopping when I saw him. Jasper shouldn’t have been in there… I never once believed he did what he was accused of but it was one girl’s voice against a whole town.

“Don’t lie, I’m the queen of lies. You can’t fake that, Tinkerbell.”

I slammed the book shut and whirled on her snarling for a moment. “Don’t you dare call me that! You have no right!”

Kitty started laughing to herself, ignoring my anger. It was probably what she wanted, a reaction out of me to get me all worked up once more. This was why I hated her above all the other people I was stuck dealing with daily.

“What are you going to do? Bust my head open again?”

“Maybe I fuckin’ will.”

She started laughing for a moment as I stood there. “Your accent’s comin’ through…. Lass.”

“f**k you, you little b***h. You’re lucky I don’t reach through there and scalp you and your sorry little arse!”

“Enough!”

I whirled on the new voice seeing Izzy drag in a very pissed off Angelica. Guess she was getting what she deserved one way or another, and she wasn’t liking it in the least. Walking over I started to help Izzy bring her to the cell, almost punching her when she tried to hit me. Once we were at the cell; I swung the door open and shoved her in.

“You’re going to regret this!” Angelica spat, hissing in pain as she sat on a bed.

“Shut up.” I started back for my seat, starting to write down what I needed and handed the file over to Izzy. “Jacob’d be proud if he was here.”

“But he’s working himself.”

I frowned at her and crossed my arms before I sighed. “Listen, I need to run home I have someone I need to talk to.”

“Alright, I’ll call in Allie just come back soon.”

I nodded my head and started for the door. I was almost there before I heard Izzy’s unamused sound and glanced back at her.

“You were looking at it again, weren’t you?”

Fuck. “Yeah but I was looking to see if bluebeard was caught.”

“You know he was, months ago. You can’t keep looking in this and pining after him, he was a killer, Tink!”

I just stared at her and shook my head slamming the door open as fast as I could, I didn’t even want to hear what she had to say I just needed to go to Wendy’s and talk to her to see what the hell was going on. I needed to forget about Jasper for a moment and just move on with my life if I could. I was an officer, not just a random girl with nothing better to do.

Getting onto my bike, I started it up and pulled my helmet on. Wisps of my blonde hair flew around my face, getting stuck down against my skin due to the black helmet. Listening to my bike purr for a few moments, I finally leaned forward against it and took off down the road trying to keep my mind as clear as I could.

Wendy’s was only a short drive from the station; I think she wanted it there so that she felt safer for her and her son. She didn’t want anyone to be able to harm them and I frankly couldn’t blame her even a moment for it. Once I found her place, I took a moment to pull up and turn off my bike staring at the Victorian style house for a long moment.

Letting out a breath I sighed and started towards the door, pulling off my helmet and pushing my hair back from my face. Rasping my knuckles against the door I waited for her to answer and heard nothing, rolling my eyes I knocked a little louder and took to shouting this time to get her attention.

“Wendy! Open up!”

“Bloody hell…” I heard Wendy’s mutter before she opened the door a crack. “What do you want?”

I glanced at my sister, her pale blonde hair was tied up on her head in a messy bun and her face showed that of a tired woman who had only just gotten done dealing with her child. She was a small woman, honestly built a lot like I was but she unlike me didn’t hold that same intimidation to her instead you could practically sense the motherly side to her immediately. Her white blouse was a little wrinkled and her long blue skirt seemed to have stains on it from food but apart from that she looked as beautiful as always. Her blue eyes pierced my own as she stared at me questioningly.

“I want to see my Nephew.”

“Peter is sleeping, Tink.”

I frowned and crossed my arms when she didn’t budge I fished out a copy of the report I had and held it up. “How about we talk about John then?”

“What… Did he do?”

“I don’t know, I figured you’d know.” I gave her a look and looked away for a moment. “Listen I have a short time here because I’m still on the clock, can’t you let your sister in just for a little bit?”

“Fine.”

That was all I got out of her but she shut the door and I heard clicking before the door reopened and she stood to the side to let me come in. Smiling softly I walked in and rubbed my hands together for a moment while handing her the report. “Something about... assault.  Is he having money issues again, Wendy?”

“He mentioned something about it before, but… Oh god, I didn’t think he’d go this far Tink!”  She looked absolutely devastated and I had to move her to the couch so that she could sit down. Watching as she read the paper I could practically see the emotions flooding her face, I understood why she was so freaked out. I really did, she had every right to be like this. Sitting down next to her I wrapped my arms around my stomach and leaned forward a little bit.

“I think that tomorrow when I’m off work we need to talk to him.” I licked my lips before I went on. “Figure out some way to help him because frankly, I don’t want either of our brothers in jail like that.”

“Neither do I, I don’t want any of you in trouble.” She laughed bitterly. “We may argue but you’re still my sister I still love you dearly even if you don’t want to always tell people your last name is Darling.”

I smiled and looked down for a moment nodding my head absentmindedly. I didn’t like to tell people because I didn’t like the backlash about how I was cursed as a baby. Thoughts came back to my mind and I stared down at the ground in silence trying to ignore the memories.

“Tink?” I glanced up at her blinking a few times. “I know you miss him… I know you miss him a lot, and you fought a lot. I know you cared for him. Maybe one day they’ll see their mistake.”

I froze up for a moment before hugging her. “Thank you.”

She grinned and hugged me back before arching a brow. “So, would you like some pie? I made some earlier… we can catch up some before Isabelle calls you back in.”

“That sounds really good.” I smiled brightly. “And some of your amazing sweet tea.”

“But, of course! We can’t forget that.” She laughed and got up going out to the kitchen.

“Oh let me help”! I called after her and jumped up following her out into the kitchen quickly. It was nice to be home. I had to give it that. I hadn’t visited them in weeks and I did miss it… Even missed our arguments, but even a short time was better than none.

Part of me just wished I could’ve gotten here a little earlier, to see my little baby Nephew before he went to sleep. It’d been a while since Peter and I really even had time together to do anything, and I just missed him in general. I knew I had to do something in the next few months though. He will be turning eleven and honestly, there was no way in hell I was missing that.