Although Hermione refused to hide in Peter's treehouse. She followed his instructions of staying near him. She sat on the floor next to him, once again playing with his shoe lace. "Can I go dance?" Peter shook his head, "I need you next to me, were your safe love." The Lost Girl frowned. "I thought I was safe as long as I was in camp." Peter used his finger to lift her chin. "You are, but I need you safe. I need you with me." The urge to protect her came over Pan constantly. He didn't want her out of his sight. "Okay." she said sighing as the boy pressed his lips against hers. They both pulled away at the sudden darkness of the camp. The fire had gone out and the winds had picked up. Hermione shielded her eyes from the muck and dust that blew around. "What's going on?" She asked as she stood up. Only for her to drop back down again, in a knocked out sleep.

Pan glanced at the girl, before standing. He stood near her, chuckling as he looked around. "We have a guest. Someone who knows how much I like guessing games." Pan began to walk around the outskirts of the gathering, keeping his eyes on the knocked out lost girl. "Who could it be? Oh wait, I know." Pan lit the fire with his magic. "The dark one."

"Come to save Henry have you, laddie?" The dark one didn't say or do anything. "How exciting." Pan retraced his steps, glancing back towards Hermione. "The Dark One coming to sacrifice his life for his family." Pan tilted his head to the side, "Speaking of family." Lighting a torch he began. "You can come out now Baelfire." A young man stepped out from the bushed, "It's Neal now."

"Well this is a real family reunion." Pan smirked. "What are you waiting for?" The Dark One mumbled. "I've got this." Was his son's reply as he shot an arrow towards Pan. In all obviousness, Peter Pan caught it with ease. "Clever," Pan laughed, "We've been through this before Baelfire. Have you remembered nothing?" Pan threw the arrow down, ensuring it didn't hit Hermione as he now stood next to her unconscious figure. "I remembered plenty." Where the young man's words. "That's why I didn't coat the tip."

"Go and get Henry." The Dark Lord said as Peter was helpless. The arrow was coated with Squids ink. Ink that is able to paralyze a person. As Baelfire ran towards the unconscious Henry; The Dark One spotted the figure lying besides Pan. "What do we have here?" he asked as he bent down to get a closer look. He scanned the face before smirking and looking up at the Lost Boy. "A Lost Girl?" he questioned. "Don't touch her!" Pan sneered as he gritted his teeth. "A weakness?" Rumplestiltskin stood. "I'm impressed." Pan said, but he kept glancing at the girl. "Are you sure you're really saving him Bae?" As well as Pan, Rumple kept eyeing the girl. "What could be worse that leaving him hear with you?" "Why don't you ask your father?" Neal glanced at his dad. "Sometimes the people we should fear the most are the ones closest to us." Neal turned back to Rumple. "What's he talking about." Rumple glanced back at the girl. "Just grab the girl and don't listen to him." "Touch her and I'll kill you Rumple!" Although Baelfire was confused he obliged. He carefully picked up the lost girl and threw her over his left shoulder; Henry on his right. "You mean you haven't told him about the prophecy?" Pan continued. Baelfire struggled but questioned the Dark Lord, "What prophecy?" Pan didn't let his eyes leave Hermione's unconscious body. "Well the prophecy that says you've been tricked. Your father isn't here to rescue your son. He's here to murder him."