Part One: The Truth

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tw: detailed mentions of rape and child abuse.

"This is where they're keeping Henry. Pan's compound," Serenity said as she pointed a stick at some drawings she had done in the dirt. "There are sentries positioned across the front, which is why we are gonna come in through the back entrance here. Tinker Bell will talk her way in. Once she makes sure the coast is clear, then we will sneak in."

"You'll still have to deal with any Lost Boys once you're inside," Tinker Bell said.

"I think we can handle a few children with pointy sticks," Regina said.

"It's not the sticks you need to worry about. It's the poison they're dipped in."

"Dreamshade, we know," Reagan said.

"Good. Because one nick, and you'll spend the last of—"

"Poison stick equals death," David interrupted the fairy. "We got it. Now when can we put this rescue mission into action?"

"I'm ready to go. Just as you tell me the exit plan." Everyone looked at each other.

"We have an escape plan . . . Right?" Serenity asked.

"It's—It's more of a last minute trip," Mary Margaret answered.

"If you don't have a way off this island then none of this matters," Tinker Bell said.

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

"You'll figure it out? 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," Reagan said sternly.

"You don't get it. Here. Let me show you something," Tinker Bell reached into her pocket, pulling out an accessory. "You know what this is?"

"Yeah, a watch," Emma said.

"I got it from the people who brought your son here for Pan."

"Greg and Tamara?" the oldest Savior quickly stood, drawing her sword. "Where are they? Why'd they give you that?"

"Girl, they be dead," Serenity said, making the blonde turn to her. "Greg's soul—shadow, whatever, was literally ripped out of him right in front of me, and Tamara was shot dead as I was running."

"Well your week has been eventful," Reagan said.

"This is what Pan does to people he employs," Tink said. "What do you think he's gonna do to you? I'm not going to stick my head on Pan's chopping block without a way off this island. When you figure that out, you know where to find me."

"Where the hell is she going?" Mary Margaret asked as the fairy walked way.

"I'll get her, bring her back," her husband said, going to leave.

"Don't. She's right," their daughter said. "If there's one thing I've learned, you never break in somewhere unless you know the way out."

"And where'd you get that, in Bail Bondsperson School?" Regina asked.

"Neal taught me that."

"Okay, Regs. You got out of here before," Serenity said, crossing her arms.

"Yeah, with him. He would fly me back to Northern every night," Reagan looked at the pirate. "Captain?"

"Yes, aboard my ship, which would require some form of magic to make a portal which . . . I got from Pan in a deal I don't think he's ready to repeat," he said.

"So no one's ever left the island without Pan's permission?" Serenity asked.

"One man. Her partner in crime, Neal," Hook looked over at Emma.

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