Only Be Dark: OUAT/Killian Jones

Nasty Habits

After Emma had unlocked the map, they discovered that each time they would get closer to Pan's camp, he would simply move it, leaving them running around in circles on a wild goose chase. Without someone Pan trusted to let them into the camp, they would be unable to ever reach it. So, Hook suggested they find the fairy Tinker Bell, whom Pan trusts, to help them get into the camp. They did find her, but she had kidnapped Regina after a nasty reunion between the two of them, their pasts having coincided. However, thankfully, when she was offered a place with them when they return to Storybrooke, Tinker Bell agreed to help them get into Pan's camp.

At the moment, Emma was by the campfire with a stick, drawing a map in the ground of Pan's camp to lay out their plan. "This is where they're keeping Henry. Pan's compound. According to... uh..."

"Tinker Bell," Tink responded, but didn't get Emma's hesitance on saying her name.

"Yeah. I know. Still weird to say."

"Tink is fine."

"Not sure that's any better," Emma muttered, making Y/n give a slight laugh before Emma continued. "Anyway, she says there are sentries positioned across the front, which is why we're gonna come in through the back entrance, here." Emma pointed at it with her stick. "She's gonna talk her way in, once she makes sure the coast is clear, then we're going to sneak on in."

"You'll still have to deal with any Lost Boys once you're inside," Tink said, continuing to pack up their things.

"I think we can handle a few children with pointy sticks," Regina deadpanned, giving a sarcastic smile to Tinker Bell.

"It's not the sticks you need to worry about. It's the poison their dipped in," Tink said, folding a blanket.

"Yeah, the dreamshade. Hook warned us about it," Y/n said, giving Tink a glance before looking down at the miniature encampment map.

"Good, because one nick and you'll spend the last of your days-"

"Poison sticks equal death," David interrupted Tink, rather harshly. "We got it. Now, when can we put this rescue mission into action?"

"I'm ready to go. Just as soon as you tell me the exit plan," Tink said, looking among them. When a glance of blank faces went around the camp, Tink worried, and said, "You do have an escape plan, don't you?"

"It-it was more of a... last-minute trip," Mary Margaret told her rather sheepishly.

"If you don't have a way off this island, then none of this matters," Tink exclaimed.

"We'll figure it out," Regina said, standing up.

"You'll 'figure it out'?" Tink mocked her, making Regina stop in her tracks. "No one comes and goes from this place unless he allows it. This is a waste of time."

"When it comes to family, we always find a way," David defended, although it was a weak defense.

"You don't get it. Here, let me show you something," Tink said, and took a watch from the pouch on her side. "You know what this is?"

"A watch," Y/n stated.

"I got it from the people who brought your son here for Pan," Tink revealed, and everyone stood up in a flash, ready to fight.

"Greg and Tamara? Where are they? Why did they give you that?!" Emma rambled off, her stick in her hand as she approached Tink dangerously.

"I got it off the girl's body," Tink interrupted her, making them stop. "Spend half the night cleaning the blood off it. And the other guy? Well, there wasn't enough of him left to find anything useful." Y/n scrunched her nose up a bit while Regina smirked. Imagining the Lost Boys just tearing Greg to pieces made Y/n's stomach roil. "This is what Pan does to people he employs. What do you think he's gonna do to you? I'm not sticking my neck on Pan's chopping block without a way off this island. When you've figured that out, you know where I live."