"I say we split up and search the island for anything that might help Henry," Mary Margaret is saying. "I mean, Neverland is full of magic, right? There has to be something here."

"Good plan," David nods. "But we shouldn't all go off alone. We should probably split up into pairs."

"There's gonna be an odd one out," Neal points out.

"Someone has to guard Henry," Emma says.

"I'll do it," Regina volunteers. She wasn't looking forward to tramping around the woods with a point of a love triangle or a demented fairy like this was the freaking buddy system anyway.

"Are you sure?" asks Emma.

"Of course I'm sure," Regina rolls her eyes. "Besides, with Rumple locked inside that box, I'm the one most likely to be able to protect our son from that twisted teenager."

Emma nods. "Okay. In that case, I'll go with—"

"Me!" Neal and Hook both burst out simultaneously. They turn to glare at each other.

"…Tink," Emma says, backing away from the two men slowly until she is standing next to the fairy. "I'll go with Tink."

Hook turns to Neal. "Guess it's just you and me, mate," he says, grinning his pirate grin.

"I'm not your mate," Neal huffs moodily.

"We'll meet back here in about an hour, okay?" Charming says, and everyone nods and starts off on their path, going in separate directions.

Regina rolls her eyes. She really is getting sick of all of them. It'll be good to get away from them for a little while, even if her only company will be her dying son.

Just as she's thinking this, she hears a rustle of foliage coming from behind her. She turns sharply. She and the others had been talking behind some tall bushes, leaving Henry a few feet away to rest by the fire. They'd quickly found that talking about him while he lay there in front of them was incredibly awkward, and they'd taken to talking behind the bushes. Someone always had their eye on him, on course, but this way it was like he wasn't really dying nearby. It was more like he was sleeping and they'd crept away to talking without waking him.

Regina peers through the bushes and gets a clear view of Peter Pan approaching her son. Her first instinct is to jump out to defend him, but she holds herself back. Pan doesn't know she's here, that's apparent, and if he'd wanted to kill Henry faster, he would have done so already. And since Pan doesn't know she's here, she has the upper hand in this situation, something she sorely needs. Who knows, Pan might even say something that will give her some kind of information. While Charming & Co. are off gallivanting in the woods, probably narrowly avoiding getting themselves killed, Regina might actually find out something helpful.

"Hello, Henry," Pan says, kneeling down next to him. He brushes some hair out of Henry's eyes, an almost tender look coming over his own face that makes Regina lift an eyebrow. "I'm sorry it had to be this way, Henry," Pan says, and is Regina imagining it, or is that true remorse in his voice?

Regina has no time to wonder about it, though, because suddenly, Pan is leaning down and kissing Henry full on the mouth…and all thoughts leave Regina's mind except OH MY GOD. And as if this wasn't enough, she sees a streak of gold flow from Peter Pan's chest into Henry's. What the hell is going on?!

The minute Pan breaks away from Henry, Henry's eyes fly open, and he breathes in deeply. Shock, confusion, and joy seem to battle it out to be the dominating emotion on Pan's face. "Henry!" he cries, smiling.

Henry blinks slowly. "What…what happened?"

"I—"

"He took your heart so that he could be immortal and you would die," Regina says, stepping out of the bushes.

Pan jumps up, startled. It's one of the first times she's seen him off guard.

"Is that true?" Henry looks to Pan, pleading in his eyes.

"Yes. It is," Regina states firmly.

"I'm afraid she's right, Henry," Peter Pan admits, surprisingly honest. "I needed the heart of the truest believer to keep from dying myself."

"But…if that's true, then how am I alive?"

Neither Regina nor Pan has an answer to this. Finally, Regina says, "I don't know how that happened, but I do know that he can't be trusted. You need to leave," she threatens Pan, "before I blow your head off."

Regina expects Pan to laugh in her face, but he just smirks and says mockingly, "As you wish, my lady."

Suddenly, he's standing right behind her, and whispers into her ear, "But I saved Henry. Not you. Remember that." Then he disappears.

Henry sits up and looks around. "Where's everybody else?"

"They went off to look for something to cure you. They should be back in about an hour."

"Are you sure you don't have any idea how I'm alive right now?" Henry asks.

"I really don't," Regina tells him.

Henry turns away from her, looking hurt. "You're lying. But that's okay. I'll find out eventually."

"I'm not lying," Regina protests.

"Yes you are. But I get it. You're my mom. You still feel like you have to protect me from the truth, even though I know I can take it."

Regina gets a long look and Henry, and notices to her dismay how much older he seems. Somehow, despite being in a place where you stay a child forever, Henry has aged. She can't help but bitterly blame Pan for this development. He'd taken away her son and changed him for good.

"Why did you give him your heart, Henry?" Regina asks suddenly. "You'd only known him, what, a few days? And you were willing to trust him over me? And Emma and Neal? What were you thinking?"

Henry is silent for a few moments, then says, "I believed him. I believed in him." This ends the conversation until the first pair comes bumbling back into the clearing.

"We barely made it out of there—Henry!" Emma cries, running and embracing the boy. "What the hell happened?" she asks Regina, still holding Henry tight while Tinker Bell stands awkwardly in the back.

"I'm still not…really sure," Regina fumbles, not knowing what to say or how. Luckily, Emma seems to take the hint and doesn't ask any more questions.

"You could've gotten us killed!" Neal is yelling at Hook.

"Oi, mate, that was all on you," Hook replies, an interesting mix of amused and annoyed.

"Are you kidding me?! And how many times do I have to say, I am not your mate." Neal notices Emma and walks over to her, still raging. "I swear, if you ever make me go anywhere with that pirate again—"

"Neal," Emma tries to interject.

"He just—"

"Neal."

"And then—"

"Neal!"

"What?"

"Henry's awake."

"WHAT?"

Emma just nods and points at Henry.

"Oh my God!" Neal cries, running over to him. "You're awake! How did this happen?"

"We're not sure," Emma answers.

"Well, Regina was here, right? What happened?"

Regina shrugs. "I don't know. I turned my back for one second and I turned back and there he was." She doesn't mention Pan's involvement, and Henry doesn't correct her. For that, she's grateful, but she knows it won't last long.

Snow and David arrive last, and there is more hugging and questions. When everything is calm, Emma says, "All right, even though Henry is okay now, I still think our game plan should stay the same."

"And what's that?" Henry asks.

"To kill Pan, and then get off the island. I ran into some lost boys, and one of them told me where Pan is hiding. We go there, kill him off, get Rumple, and get out."

"No!" Henry cries, jumping up.

"What's the matter?" David asks.

"You can't kill Pan. I won't let you."

Snow's eyebrows draw together in confusion. "But, Henry, why? He was going to kill you."

"But he didn't. He saved me. I don't know how, but he did something. He was there when I woke up."

Everyone turns to Regina. "Is this true?" Snow asks.

Regina looks at the floor. "I did…see…something," she gets out at last.

"Well, what was it?" Snow pesters.

"I don't know how to say it!" Regina snaps. "Especially not in front of all of you. And especially not in front of Henry."

There's a silence, and then David breaks it with, "You know what, we're running low on firewood. We should all go look for some." It's a very weak excuse to get everyone away from camp, but it works. Everyone gets up and prepares to go search for firewood.

"I'll stay and guard the camp with Regina," Emma says. Henry gives one last look at Regina, and then everyone leaves, leaving Emma and Regina alone.

"Okay, cut the crap, Regina," Emma says bluntly. "What the hell happened?"

Regina sighs. "I was still behind the bushes when Pan entered the clearing, and he didn't know I was there. I stayed hidden and watched as Pan…well…"

"Out with it. What did Pan do?"

"He…kissed him."

"What?"

"That's not all. While that was…happening…I saw a trail of gold go from Pan's chest to Henry's. That's when Henry woke up."

"So it's like…" Emma still looks extremely disturbed. "It's like what happened with Snow and David. They…kissed, and Henry woke up? End of story?"

"Except it's different this time. Snow was under a sleeping curse. Henry was nearly dead."

"So…what?"

"Well, unfortunately, I've heard of something like this before. It might not be what's happened here, but it seems possible. It's called heart sharing. If you take someone's heart to use as your own, and then do something to let part of it go into the original owner, like True Love's Kiss, for example, your hearts become linked. If one of them were to die, the other would die as well."

"And you think that's what's happened here? That Pan and Henry are sharing a heart?"

Regina shrugs. "It seems likely. Of course, that poses an obvious problem."

"Yeah," Emma snarls. "We can't kill the psychotic bastard without killing Henry too."

"Like I said, I'm not positive that's what's happening here."

"And Henry doesn't know that's how he woke up?"

"No. He woke up after Pan had already pulled away."

Emma runs her hands through her hair. "Jesus Christ. How are we supposed to tell Henry all this?"

"I don't know. I could barely tell you."

"We'll just have to tell him together," Emma says. "But…do you think this means that Pan is…Henry's true love?"

Regina shudders. "God, I hope not."

The group comes back then, armed with firewood. Emma goes and has a quick talk with her parents and Neal, and Hook walks over and stands next to Regina. "So, what's going on, then?"

"Pan kissed Henry. That's what woke him up. And now I think they may be sharing the same heart, which means if we kill Pan, Henry dies as well." The words came quickly and easily. Unlike with Emma, Regina didn't feel like she had anything to prove to Hook, and could speak freely with him.

Hook's eyebrows shoot up. "Pan and the boy?"

Regina nods, and Hook whistles. "Well, I've got to say, I didn't see it coming. I didn't think that demon was capable of love."

"He's not. It's go to be some kind of mistake."

Hook smirks, and shrugs. "Whatever you say, your Majesty."

Emma walks back over to Regina, leaving her parents and Neal in shocked silence. "Well, now that everyone knows except Henry," Emma gestures to where the boy is sitting on a log, staring at the ground, "let's go tell him."

They march over to him, as cheerful as a funeral procession, and kneel next to him. Henry looks up. "Are you finally ready to tell me what's going on?"

"Yes," Emma says. Then she stops. Now what?

Regina sighs. She's said this twice now, so she's hoping it'll be somewhat automatic. "Pan kissed you to wake you up."

Henry lurches back, obviously shocked. "He…he—"

"Yes," Regina continued, wanting to get this over with, "and that's not it. It's a possibility that you two are now sharing the same heart, which means if Pan dies, so do you."

"But we don't know that for sure," Emma butts in, casting a warning look at Regina. Regina shrugs, as if to say, Hey, you didn't want to tell him.

"But…what's that supposed to mean? The…kiss?" Henry seems extremely distraught, and Regina feels guilty for laying it all out there so harshly.

She tries to speak gently when she says, "We don't know. It might not mean anything." But anyone can see she doesn't believe this is the case.

Henry's face hardens, and he jumps up. "I have to talk to Pan." Then he's running into the trees.

"Henry!" Regina calls, but Emma puts a hand on her arm.

"Let him go," she says. "He just needs time to sort things out."

"So you think it's perfectly fine to let our son run off alone? This island is dangerous."

"I know. But he needs answers, and I think Pan is the only one who can give them to him. And besides," Emma says, beginning to walk away, "if they really are sharing a heart, you can be sure Pan will do everything in his power to protect Henry."

Regina just sighs. "This is so messed up."

Henry is running through trees, and he feels as if he will never stop until his foot catches on a root and he falls flat in the dirt.

"Need a hand?"

Henry looks up slowly, and there he is, the one responsible for his almost death, as well as his life. Peter Pan.

"No. I'm fine." Henry scrambles to his feet, and brushes dirt off himself. "What I need is for you to tell me what is going on."

"Ah." Peter Pan takes a step closer, and Henry instinctively takes a step back. "I assume Regina told you the whole story?"

"Yes, but I still don't know what any of it means."

Pan shrugs. "I'm afraid I can't really help you there. I haven't got a clue what any of it means, but I'm alive, and you're alive. That seems like a good thing, doesn't it?"

"To you, maybe," Henry sulks.

"Tut, tut, Henry. Don't tell me you wouldn't miss me if I were dead?" When Henry says nothing, Pan strides up to him and places Henry's hand against his own chest. "Feel that, Henry. We have the same heart now. You're stuck with me whether you like it or not."

At that moment, David and Snow come bursting through the trees, everyone else right behind them. "Get away from my grandson!" David yells, drawing his sword.

"NO!" Emma and Regina scream simultaneously, but it's too late. David swings his sword full force at Peter Pan.

Pan swerves quickly, but not quite quickly enough. The sword pierces his right arm, and his sleeve is soon wet with blood. Pan hardly flinches, but Henry screams in pain and shock as his own right arm starts bleeding.

"Oh my god, Henry!" David cries, and runs over to him. "What have I done?"

"Well, I guess this proves the heart sharing theory," Emma says grimly.

Peter is grinning evilly. "Guess it does. You're lucky I heal quickly." Sure enough, both of the boys' arms gaping wounds were becoming small wounds, and then just large scars.

"This is awful!" Snow gasps.

"It's not so bad, Snow White," Pan consoles mockingly. "You just can't kill me."

"Oh, we will find a way to kill you," Regina growls. "Just not here. You're going to get that Pandora's box, and you're coming back to Storybrooke with us."

Pan laughs. "And why on earth would I do that?"

Regina smiles. "Because you won't have a choice. We will find a way to leave this island if you don't help us, and we'll take Henry with us. And you and I both know shared hearts won't survive across realms."

Pan's face darkens. "You would be risking Henry's life as well if you did that."

"Considering your self-preservation skills, I doubt you would let it go that far."

Pan pauses, thinking it over. If he tries to make them stay, or even tries to kill them, it would just be a long time of wasted effort. If anything can be said about the Charming family, it's that they're persistent. And from what he's learned about Regina, and what he knows about Hook, he knows they won't give up either. The whole situation is extremely irritating. "I'll go with you," he starts slowly, "and give you back your Dark One, on one condition."

Regina snorts, but Emma asks, "Which is?"

Pan smiles. "I can bring my boys with me."

"All of them? You've got to be kidding," Regina rolls her eyes.

Pan shrugs. "I'm not just going to leave them here to go on without me. They're…well, they're my family."

This seems to make up Emma's mind. "All right, they can come along. And you can bring Wendy too. Bring the whole damn island."

"Well, that pretty much covers it," Pan says.

Within minutes, Pan has all of his lost boys (thankfully, there aren't as many of them as everyone thought), Pandora's box, and Wendy gathered, ready to board Hook's ship. They all clamber on, the lost boys heading for the lower decks. One boy, the youngest of the lot, stays. He looks up at Pan and asks, "Why are we leaving?"

Pan kneels down to his level and puts his hand on the boy's shoulder. "Because, John…it's time to grow up."

This rare display of kindness does not go unnoticed by Regina, or Henry. Regina sees Henry smile to himself, and she turns away. How could Henry possibly have that kind of expression regarding Pan after all he's done?

"All right, Pan," Hook says. "How are we getting off this island?"

"Start sailing." Hook complies, leading the ship into the sea. After the boat is completely in the water, Pan closes his eyes and waves his hand over the water. A portal appears.

Regina can't hide her shock. "Are you really that powerful?"

Pan smirks. "Why, yes, I am, Evil Queen. Jealous?"

"Of course not. Now would you let Rumple out of that box, please?"

Pan does his hand waving thing again, and Rumplestiltskin appears in front of them. "What's happened? Where are we going?"

"Back to Storybrooke," Emma answers.

Rumple notices Peter Pan. "With him?"

"And all the lost boys."

Rumple raises his eyebrows.

"It's a long story," Regina sighs, "and I'm not telling it again."