Charming stood still with a shocked look on his face as Pan put some sort of spell on him (along with Snow, Neal, Henry, Hook, Regina and Emma). Charming couldn't move all he could do was stare at Pan and see the horror unfold.

Charming saw Pan and his dark eyes and noticed instantly that Felix wasn't by his side. Felix. Charming felt his heart ache and he would have cried out if he could. Oh Felix. That stupid, loyal lost boy who really at first couldn't stand him at all. Charming couldn't remember when Felix started to smile at him or care for him but he remembered the three years that followed clearly. Charming saw Felix as his brother and that fondness didn't go away, even when he left Neverland.

He was dead.

Charming couldn't deny that truth.

Peter Pan had ripped out his heart (Charming would have liked to think Pan hesitated a bit or at least didn't know the price until he saw it was too late. But all that didn't matter because Charming knew Felix didn't want to die), he had killed the thing he loved the most and Charming couldn't help wonder for a split second if he would be dead now if he had listened to Peter and stayed with him.

(Maybe Felix would still be alive)

Rumple walked out and Charming heard his tearful goodbyes (because it was clear that's what they were), Charming felt sick but he couldn't move.

Pan looked at him, really looked at him and Charming felt his heart ache once more. He knew that look. This was their goodbye. It wasn't fair. After all he and Pan went through together all the stupid fights-the real ones, the fake ones. All the laughter all the tears and all the goddamn pain, was this really all they got? One look? A single look and Charming couldn't even move. He couldn't yell at Pan, or show him any kind of emotion and Charming knew he should be happy that Pan was going to die but he wasn't and he wasn't sure why and it messed him up inside and Charming couldn't help but think Pan knew that.

The spell lifted and Belle fell to the ground. Charming could hear her cry of 'He's gone' and he didn't know what to do. He couldn't say anything.

Hook turned his head and looked at Charming. The boy who broke Pan. Hook wondered if he knew that was what he was, what he was known in Neverland for. Hook felt sorry for the prince because in Hook's eyes he wasn't a prince anymore-he was the stupid kid he saw that day. The kid who laughed with Pan and made the demon smile and Hook wondered for years after how one kid could do that.

Charming closed his eyes briefly.

"He's a demon, Felix. Don't you see that?"

"You're just a dumb kid, how could you possibly know what Pan is?"

"Are you scared of me Davy?"

"No"

"Good because I like you."

Charming opened his eyes and he smiled slightly at how fast things changed in Neverland. Things changed and he couldn't enjoy it because it seemed like he left so suddenly.

He didn't have time to mourn Pan (he shouldn't have even thought about it) because he's grown up; he's different from the boy that first fell into Neverland and he won't fall for Pan's tricks. Pan would want him to mourn, to cry. He wouldn't let Pan win.

(But really even when people think he's lost, Pan never fails)