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The walk to Pan's camp is about as miserable as you can imagine

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The walk to Pan's camp is about as miserable as you can imagine. Rough terrain that constantly makes me feel off kilter and company that is seemingly only capable of being negative. Thankfully, I'm at the front of the pack so I'm somewhat able to ignore what's going on behind me. It was either me or Killian who needs to lead the pack. Obviously, Emma chose me, still not trusting the pirate.

I take out the map to quickly glance at it, seeing how close we're to Pan's camp. I look down at the red x and whenever I blink it moves to somewhere behind us. I stop dead in my tracks.

"No way...." I whisper in disbelief.

"What is it?" Regina asks, coming up beside me. I turn to face the rest of the group with furrowed brows.

"Pan's camp is behind us now." I respond breathlessly.

"What?" Emma exclaims in befuddlement.

"How can that be?" Snow looks at me with wide eyes.

"You got us lost." Regina accuses and I shoot her a look.

"No, she didn't." Killain comes up beside me to look down at the map. "It's the camp, Pan's moving it."

"He's playing tricks on us." David comments.

"I told you that we're doing exactly what he wants." I say through a frustrated sigh, folding the map and putting it in my pocket. Pan is sending us on a wild goose chase around Neverland. I'm starting to think my initial theory was right, that Pan wants Henry to lose hope that his family is coming for him.

"So this whole trek's been for nothing." Emma says, sounding defeated.

"I told you walking was idiotic." Regina snaps in exasperation. "If we can just use some magic, we can materialize in the camp and grab Henry!"

"Have you even been listening? We don't know where the camp is!" Snow chastises and Regina rolls her eyes in response.

"Pan'll have shields against magic. I fear such an attempt would end in your death and more importantly, mine. Hence, the walking." Killian explains. I turn to look at him.

"You have any other ideas? Because this map is essentially useless." I ask, putting my hands on my hips. He takes a moment to think.

"We use someone he trusts." He responds and the rest of us send him confused looks.

"Who? Because I'd guess he certainly doesn't trust you." David takes the opportunity to take a jab at him.

"A fairy who lived here when I was about. She might still be on the island. She'd be an inside source, knows all about the camp and can get us in." He explains. "She might even have some pixie dust left, perhaps we could fly in." I look over at Emma, who shares the same look of realization as me.

"Tinker Bell." She surmises in disbelief.

"You know her?" Killian asks and I let out a short laugh.

"Every kid in the world knows her." Emma responds.

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