I'm slowly going to move all of my fics to this account from my other account. That said, this is a fic that's being merged with what started as the sequel on my other account.

This one has TRIGGERS in the first couple of chapters, including torture and rape. SO PROCEED WITH CAUTION!

I woke up to the sound of silence and it terrified me.

I'd never liked silence, but Neverland was filled with it. Pockets of silence, in between the sounds of the jungle we were staying in.

And the rescue party found exactly all of those pockets, no matter how hard I tried to get them to move just a little further. They never listened to me anyway.

"Why don't you come and trade yourself for your son? They won't miss you." I remember that voice, it still reminded me of Rumpelstiltskin. His voice taunted me, and I glanced around only to find complete darkness around me.

"Why don't you show yourself?" I softly called out. I wasn't sure if they would wake up, and it made me anxious. Would I want them to know I talked to Pan or would I want to start keeping secrets?

"I like it this way." He chuckled, and it seemed to carry through the pocket of silence. Emma moved beside me, and my heart stopped beating for a moment. "Trade yourself for him and they'll be safe."

I knew I had no choice even if the trade didn't make sense. Why would Pan go through all the trouble to get Henry when he would willingly trade him for me?

"Okay." I said instead. "Give me some time."

"You have an hour." I could hear him disappear, and shivered when the air warmed up a fraction. Emma moved again next to me, and I tensed as I waited for her to sink back into that deep sleep.

I slowly got up, keeping an eye on Emma as I did so to make sure she didn't wake up. It dawned on me that while Pan had been close, I couldn't have seen her.

None of them woke up, not even Hook – who kept saying he was a light sleeper – moved. I wondered why Pan had chosen me, when Henry clearly loved Emma more. He had made that clear when he had chosen her over me back in Storybrooke.

But I was still willing to give myself to Pan if that meant saving him. I'd give my life for him.

Something guided me through the jungle. I couldn't see, but I knew where to go. I couldn't hear, but I knew what to listen for. The leaves under my shoes crackled, and that was the only thing I heard as I closed in on Pan's lair.

"You look delicious."

I turned around, a fireball in my hand. Pan smirked at me as he closed the distance and snuffed out the fire with a wave of his hand.

"Where's Henry?" I asked, ignoring the fact that he came even closer. "You proposed a deal...I'm here to accept."

"Hmm." Pan moved around me, and I jerked when his fingers touched my back. "He's on his way."

I spun on my feet and glared at Pan. His face didn't age, but his soul was ancient and I knew I didn't stand a chance even with Emma and the Charmings beside me.

"What is it you're after?" I asked, trying to ignore his fingers moving up and down my back. He was trying to unnerve me and I wasn't about to show him that he was succeeding.

"A tortured soul." His voice was high with excitement and I shuddered. "Henry came close...in the end. But you…" he hummed as if he'd just tasted the best thing ever. "You are already there, aren't you?"

"I'm not broken," I grunted out as I stepped forward and away from his roaming fingers.

He chuckled, his excitement showing through everything. "No. You're not broken, because I will get that honor."

Before I got the chance to reply, Henry barreled through the clearing. His body slammed into mine and he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Mom!"

I lifted my hands to his head and pressed him closer, his cheek pressed against my chest. "Are you okay?" I asked as I pressed my cheek against the top of his head.

"Yea, I'm fine," Henry replied. He pulled back, enough to stare up at me. "Why are you here?"

I shook my head, not even sure what to tell him. "You have to go find Emma and the others – tell them you need to go." I tried to push him away, but he tightened his grip around my waist. "Henry, go!"

"No," he said vehemently. "I'm not leaving you!"

"You have to," I replied through gritted teeth. I reached behind me and grabbed his hands. "Henry, please."

"You have one minute." Pan said with a grin and I glared up at him. What I wanted was to blast him with a fireball, and run with Henry. "Deal, or no deal?"

I pulled Henry's arms away from me and he shook his head, his eyes wide. "No, Mom!"

"Go, tell Emma to leave the island. I'll be fine." I gave him a push, and a hand grabbed him. I waved my hand, pushing the hand away. "Don't touch him."

"Please, Mom," he whispered and my heart broke as I looked away. He stood for a moment, and I could feel him watch me but then he exhaled and he turned. "We will get you back." He called as he ran away and I swallowed thickly around the sudden lump in my throat.

"Are you ready?" Pan appeared in front of me again and his eyes glinted in the moonlight. Excitement bounced from him and I clenched my jaw.

I would give my life for Henry, and Pan knew that.

"As ready as I'll ever be."