Hermione awoke to the sound of Peter leaving the room, once again she had stayed in his cabin. "Where are you going?" She asked as she sat up, rubbing her eyes as she did so. "I'm going to give the Savior this." Hermione stood up, taking the parchment from the boy. "This is a map to camp, why are you giving her this?" That's when Pan smirked, that's also when Hermione knew there was some sort of trick behind it. "It won't show her anything till she accepts who she is." He turned to leave, "Wait, let me come with you!" Peter didn't know how to say no to her, so he allowed her to tag along. Knowing she'd be safe by his side.

Pan and Hermione made their way through the woods, spying on the Savior as she made her way out of their make-shift camp. "You can hear that too?" Peter's voice caused the blonde to turn. When she did she was greeted with Pan and his lost girl. "Your Emma, right?" Hermione asked, the woman didn't say anything. Hermione did as instructed, so when Pan moved forwards she stayed behind him, "I wonder why they can't hear the crying."

"Who are you two?" Peter looked at Hermione, allowing her to speak first. "Hermione, Lost Girl." Emma pointed the dagger closer to Hermione's throat but due to the gap behind her she was able to step away from the blade. "Did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter, Peter Pan." Within second Peter was pushed up against a tree, blade at his throat. "You've got fire," Peter said, "And, as you can see, I like fire!" Hesitantly, Emma glanced backwards, Hermione stood with a smirk on her face, and a dagger held at the Savior's back. "Where's my son?" Hermione chuckled. "He's still alive if that's what you're wondering." Emma proceeded with the questions, "Why'd you take him?" The lost girl allowed Pan to answer that one. "He's a very special boy Emma."

"I came here to see who I was up against, The savior!" he raised his eyebrow, "I have to say I'm not disappointed." Hermione still had the blade held against Emma's back, waiting for her every move to strike. "I'm going to help you find him. I'll give you a map." As Emma slowly pulled away the blade from Peter, Hermione did the same with Emma. "A map that will lead you straight to Henry." "Is this some kind of trap?" Hermione chuckled. "He may not be the most, well behaved boy on the island, but he keeps his promises." Emma turned to the lost girl, obviously forgetting she was there. "The path to find Henry is on the parchment." Hermione joined Peter so she could see Emma fully. "Why are you giving it to me?" Peter held the parchment, "it's not about finding Henry, it's about how you find him. And Emma, your the only one who can." The blonde hesitantly took the parchment.

As she unfolded it she looked back up into the emerald green eyes of the lost boy. "It's blank!" Hermione chuckled softly, "The only way you can read that map, is when you stop denying who you really are." The cries of the Lost Boys grew louder. Hermione took Peter's hand before they both disappeared off into the forest.