-3rd Person POV-
"You can't see the future here. It's impossible to see the future in a place where time stands still." Pan says to his son. "I may not see the future here, but I can make one happen." Rumple grits out, Pan laughs in his face "Was that a threat? And here I made you your favorite breakfast. Eggs in a basket, I thought you could use it. You looked a little down in the dumps." he says "I'm fine" Rumple says not in the mood for his father's games.
"Sure you are Rumple. You've lost your son Neal.....again. And Henry's unattainable because well you'd have to go through me, and we both know you can't." Pan says smugly, as he reaches for the breakfast. "You still like the yolk runny, don't you?" he asks toying with his son. "What do you want?" Pan raises an eyebrow at his son's rudeness "Well if you won't eat I will. I'm just trying to point out the silver lining in your cloudy life."
"That by killing you, all our troubles end?" Pan laughs "We both know that's not to happen, because the only way to do that is for you to die too. You can go, leave the island." The father says to his son. "And abandon my son and Henry, I don't think so." Rumple says firmly.
"Look even if you did save them-which you won't-what would be the point? He'll never forgive you for all the horrible things you've done." Pan explains "You don't know that" Rumple whispers as he forces the lump in his throat down. "Really? Have you forgiven your father? You see my point back to that silver lining then-you've got a nice girl waiting for you back in Storybrooke. Belle, is it?"
"Leave her out of this" Rumple spits "I'm sure she's lonely without you." Pan taunts, a sickening smile creeps on Rumple's face. "What about you? With that girl, how do you think she'll feel when she finds out the truth about you? Do you really think you can protect her from everything?" Rumple says enjoying the split-second of pain on his father's face. "This about you Rumple. Stop this foolishness and go back to her. Make a new start, she looks fertile maybe another child. You and I both know that's the only future for you. Assuming you want to live. Enjoy the eggs"
-Pan's POV-
When I get back to camp, I'm pleased to see that the effects of the Morman berries are wearing off. She's in the 6th stage. Curiosity. She's been poking her nose into anything and everything. It's kind-of adorable. Wait what? Whatever. "Peter!" She shouts running up to me. "Can we go for a walk?" she asks happily. This Bambi is different that the regular Bambi. She's not so guarded. "Alright."
As we walk through the woods Bambi seems to calm down. But no matter how many times I ask she refuses to talk to me. What if....no it's too risky now but maybe that'll work later. I tense as I feel the Savior and the others coming toward us. "Bambi, hang on to me." I say wrapping our hands together as I take off into the air.
Once above the trees Bambi flails awkwardly "Woah, woah." she said unsteady. I grab her other hand. "Easy there, Peaches." I smirk, I lead her through the skies. We rest in the tree tops. "So I think I can tell you now." She says looking at the sky.
"Since I can remember I've never felt like I belong. I had wonderful parents but then one day everything changed. I pestered and pestered my father to take me to the park and that's when we saw that man....Neal? Growing up they were friends but they were fighting this time. Neal kept repeating how I'm not really his daughter. So we left, it had started raining heavily and we got into an accident." She explains squeezing her hands together. "He died instantly and it....it was my fault. If I didn't pester to go then.....he would...."
"Stop it." I order, I look at her serious "It is not your fault." I tell her sternly, my words don't offer much comfort because she starts crying. "Ahh, I'm not good at being comforting!" Wait did I just say that out loud?! "No, you're fine....it's just.....it's just no one has ever said that. I've always been blamed for it." She says meekly. "Well, I'll remind you as much as you want" I kiss her forehead "......but right now we've got to get back." I say teleporting us back to camp. "Don't wander by yourself, I'll be back later." I say disappearing from camp.
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I watch the Savior and the others trail through the woods, Felix by my side. "Look at them go, so determined to find their missing friend" I say amused "Speaking of that friend what should we do with Neal?" Felix asks "It's time to move him, take him to the Echo Cave." I say, as Felix starts directing the Lost Boys "The game is about to get interesting."
-Bambi's POV-
A lost boy named TC is teaching me how to carve wood. Suddenly all the Lost Boys are standing alert with their weapons drawn. Louis shoves a spear in my hands and readies himself. My breathe catches in my throat as I see our invaders. Regina and Rumple.
"Bambi, when I say run." TC whispers "What no-" a hand covers my mouth "Bambi, you've got to!" Says a blue-haired Lost Boy named Louis says. "But...." I start "Bambi. Run. Now!" TC shouts. I look at both boys, then I turn and run for my life.
I'm running when I crash into something. I fall backwards on the ground and squeeze my eyes shut thinking I crashed into Rumple or Regina. "Didn't I say not to wander off?" Peter chides. My eyes fly open and I stand up. I try to explain but no words come out. I can't make a sound.
-Pan's POV-
Bambi doesn't answer me. Something's not right. "Bambi what's wrong." I ask but all she does is widen her eyes. "Bambi?" I study her face, but she just mouths words soundlessly "...Bambi?" Tears start streaming down her face, and I finally realize she's not joking. So what's wrong with her then? I'm perplexed but I wipe her tears, not knowing what else to do. "What's wrong? What happened?" no response "Don't cry, I'm right here. Remember Peter Pan never fails." I say trying to get a smile out of her but failing. I look over my shoulder at Felix who looks just as confused. When I look back at Bambi, her body is trembling as harsh, soundless sobs shake her body. I gently pull her toward me and stroke her brown hair. I hug her until she stops crying. She calms down after a few minutes, she's not crying anymore.
"Tell me what happened?" I stare at her, trying to figure out what's wrong. She's grabbing at her throat, and shaking her head. "...You can't talk?" she nods weakly at my question, her eyes show defeat. I can't believe she can't talk. I stare into her brown, anxiety filled eyes. How did this happen? Bambi looks at the dirt ground, a pained look on her face. It's all my fault, I have to protect her.
*Flashback*
"What about you? With that girl, how do you think she'll feel when she finds out the truth about you? Do you really think you can protect her from everything?"
*End Flashback*
Rumple....he must've had something to do with this. When Bambi goes to sleep, I'll pay my naughty son a visit and punish him for this.
