Alice's plan to overthrow the Queen of Hearts is thwarted by a dashing pirate with a hook. Years later, after the curse is broken, they reunite once again.
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We managed to find a good place to make camp only ten minutes later. I was the first to lay out my bedroll. I didn't even say anything before tucking in for the night. The others followed soon after, and one by one I could hear their quiet snores reach my ears.
I toss and turn, but no matter what position I'm in, I can't sit still. Something about this island is making me restless. It's almost the same feeling that crept in the day Cora took my memories. I felt a part of me was missing. Now I know that there literally was something missing from me.
But now?
I don't feel like something's missing; I feel something lost within me, waiting to be let out.
I eventually managed to fall into a fitful sleep, nightmares of being trapped underground, unable to breathe, plaguing me. I awoke to Emma shaking me awake and telling me that she had seen Pan. We quickly wake the others up, catching them up to speed on what's going on. Pan had given Emma a map, a blank one. He told her that the only way to reveal the map is to admit who she truly is.
That's what we've been doing for the last hour. Or, I should say, that's what Emma's been doing for the past hour. David and Snow went to check the area for Pan. I doubt they'll find anything. The rest of us are simply waiting for her.
"He so likes his games." Hook says.
He's sat on a rock, none too happy with current events. I don't blame him. The thought of Pan coming into our camp while we're all sleeping doesn't exactly make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
"What game? There's nothing there." Regina snaps, gesturing toward the blank piece of paper.
"If he said there's a map on this parchment, then there is." Hook says.
"Great, if I just stop denying who I really am, whatever that means, then we'll be able to read this thing," Emma grumbles.
I stand up and begin to pace back and forth. I've always thought better when I'm moving.
"He wants us to find him, but why?"
I also think better out loud.
"He's probably leading us straight into a trap," Regina answers, but I shake my head.
"Pan doesn't need a trap. If he wanted us dead, he would've killed us all in our sleep last night."
"Alice is right. He doesn't need a trap when this whole island is his bloody trap." Hook says.
I try to recall the story of Peter Pan, but I had only seen it once, in my apartment. I remember watching it the first time and laughing the hardest I have ever laughed in my life when I saw the depiction of Hook. It sure would make my life easier if he were more like he was in the cute film made for children. I imagine my emotions would be far less confused.
"The island of the lost boys," I mutter.
"What was that, love?" Hook asks.
"This is the island for lost boys. What if he wants to make Henry believe we've abandoned him? That no one's coming to help him." I offer.
