"How much farther is it?" Regina asked quite out of breath.

"Not much farther. We just have to reach the river." Hook replied.

"This is hopeless," said Emma to herself. Her mother heard her, nonetheless, and grabbed her hand to give it a comforting squeeze. Emma looked up to see her mother's reassuring eyes and knew that she was right. They would find Henry. They had to. They always found each other right?

"Wait," said Hook in a whisper just loud enough for the group to hear. "I hear something. Someone's coming." With that, Hook drew his sword and ducked under a bush, beckoning to the others to do the same. They followed him and waited.

Suddenly, a band of lost boys jumped into the clearing where the gang had just been standing. "Their tracks end here," said a short boy with auburn hair.

"Then they must still be here," replied a tall blonde boy. "You two," he said, pointing to the boy with auburn hair and a boy standing next to him. "Go towards the river. I'll stay here with Slightly."

The two boys followed his directions and continued slowly towards the river, looking for any signs that the gang may have been there

Watching from under a bush, Snow clung to Emma's sleeve, trying to keep both of them calm. She could tell that Emma wanted nothing more than to jump out of the bushes and demand that they tell her the location of her son. Snow herself was on edge. She wanted to find Henry just as much as everyone else, but she also didn't want to put her family in danger.

"Do you know what Pan's plans are for the boy?" asked the other boy.

Emma immediately tensed, and Snow could feel it. She wrapped her arms around her daughter. Emma tensed a little more at first, but then relaxed, putting her hand on her mother's arm to return the comforting gesture.

"I'm not sure yet, but I can guarantee one thing: the boy won't last into next week with how Pan's been talking," the boy with the blonde hair replied. The boys laughed, and with that, Emma's fuse went off.

She jumped out of the bushes and ran towards the boys, sword at the ready. "Where is my son?! Where is he?!" screamed Emma.

Snow and Charming jumped out of the bushes behind her. The boys laughed at Emma and began walking in circles around her. "Well if it isn't the Savior?" said the blonde boy. "Here to rescue your precious boy, I presume. Isn't that sweet?"

"Don't play games with me," Emma pointed her sword straight at his throat as he and the other boy continued to circle her. "Tell me where my son is!"

Snow and Charming stood in front of the bush where Hook and Regina were still hiding, watching in slight horror as the armed lost boys circled their daughter, threatening her with poisonous weapons. "Back away from my daughter!" Snow yelled.

Snow moved into the middle of the circle with Emma. "Ah, reinforcements, eh?" said the blonde boy. "Well, don't worry, we have those too." He whistled, and three more lost boys emerged from the woods, armed and ready to fight. They now created a full circle around Snow and Emma. Charming ran into the middle to add some protection.

"What a nice family reunion," said the blonde boy. "If only little Henry were here to complete it."

Emma snapped. She put her sword against the boy's neck and pinned him against a tree. "WHERE IS MY SON?" Emma yelled in anger.

The boy stood there laughing. Suddenly, Emma gasped as she felt a stabbing pain in her right shoulder.

"NOO!" screamed Snow.

Emma's arm holding the sword dropped as she gasped in pain. What had just happened? Why did her shoulder burn? She heard laughs. So many laughs that sounded like they were coming from little boys. The laughs slowly faded away as she fell to the ground on her knees. Someone was at her side. Their voice sounded so comforting, but she couldn't wrap her mind around whose voice it was. Everything was growing so foggy. She slumped onto whoever it was beside her and passed out.