Wildest Dreams - Peter Pan OUAT

3x02 - Lost Girl

No one's POV

In the middle of the jungle in Neverland, David, Mary Margaret, Regina, Hook, and Emma lay sleeping.

Emma starts jostling in her sleep, she starts hearing young children crying. Waking up from her sleep, she sits up and grabs her knife.

She stands from her makeshift bed, and walks towards her sleeping parents. "Guys wake up!" They don't hear Emma and keep sleeping.

Emma grips her knife tight in her hand, and starts trekking through the jungle alone. A twig snaps behind her, causing her to spin around at the sudden noise.

There leaning against a tree, is a teenage boy. "You hear that too? You're Emma, right? I wonder why they can't hear the crying?" The unknown boy says, with an obvious British accent.

"Who are you?" Emma sneers, keeping the knife ready in hand. The boy shakes his head, a mischievous smile creeping up his face.

"Oh, did I forget to introduce myself? I'm Peter. Peter Pan." Emma lunges forward and pins Pan against the tree. Holding her knife against his throat.

"Where's Henry?" Emma pushes the blade closer to his neck. "You've got fire... I like fire." Pan smirks. "Where's my son?!" Emma asks.

"Henry's still alive, if that's what you're worried about." Pan admits, smirking evilly. Emma glares at him, "Why the hell did you take him?"

"He's a very special boy, Emma." Pan says, nodding his head. "I know. That doesn't answer my question. What do you want with him?" She questions.

"I came here to see who I was up against 'the Savior'. Gotta say, I'm not disappointed." Pan says. "What do you say now? You're gonna tell me I'm never gonna see Henry again?" Emma asks, rolling her eyes.

"No. I'm going to help you find him. I'll give you a map. A map that will lead you straight to your son." Pan says. Emma lessens the pressure of the knife on his neck for a second.

"If this is some kind of trap..." Emma trails off. Pan rolls his bright green eyes. "I may not be the most well-behaved boy on the island, but I always keep my promises. The path to finding Henry is on this parchment."

Emma steps away as Pan reaches into his shirt and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper. He hands it over to Emma, as she looks at it warily. "Why are you giving it to me?" Emma questions.

"See, it's not about finding Henry. It's about how you find him. And, Emma you are the only one who can." Emma opens the piece of parchment to reveal a blank canvas.

"It's blank." She points out to Pan. "You'll only be able to read that map when you stop denying who you really are." Emma looks down at the blank paper. Then she looks back up to question Pan, only to see that he was no long there.

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Back at the camp Emma, Hook, and Regina are talking. "He still likes his games." Hook says darkly. "What game? There's nothing there." Regina says sharply, pointing at the blank paper.

"If he said there's a map on this parchment, then there is." Hook points out. "Great. So if I just stop denying who I really am, whatever that means, then we'll be able to read this thing." Emma grumbles, clutching the paper in her hands.

"But how do we know Pan won't use it to lead us straight into a trap?" Regina says pointing out the obvious. "Because he doesn't need to. This whole island's his bloody trap." Hook says grimly.

Trees rustle behind them, only as David and Mary Margaret rejoin the group. "There's no sign of him anywhere." David says, pulling Mary Margaret closer to him.