Take Me Home

Neusuada: Hello again! You wanted a sequel? You got one! However, since I have another story going, I will try to update every Saturday or Sunday, okay? Okay. So! This story has a bit of a different plotline than the show does, as it was a series I was going to do after this one, but I thought 'Hey… I need a storyline… I have a storyline… Eh, why not?' So, I'm blending my unmade story with this one so that I don't need to make two stories. Oh, the cleverness of me!

Ashe: THAT NEW EPISODE, MAN! HENRY AND PAN ARE RELATED?! AWESOME! THAT MAKES THE COUPLE EVEN BETTER!

Neusuada: Um… In this story they won't be related… I'll give Pan a different past, but it will never be mentioned, because I don't want to alter the story more than I already have and being in a relationship with your great-grandfather is, um… A bit odd… Ashe, are you alright…? You're jumping in place…

Ashe: I'M AWESOME!

Neusuada: …How many Monster Energy's did you have?

Ashe: How many did we buy…?

Neusuada: …Six…

Ashe: THEN YEAH, I'M FINE! BETTER THAN FINE! I'M SUPERFANTABULOUS! I'M JIPPY DEE DANDY! YOU SEE THE UNICORN, TOO, RIGHT?!

Neusuada: Ashe, don't be ridiculous. There's no uni- Oh my Spirits, I see it… Uh, anyway… In this story, the show isn't happening. Kind of. It's complicated. We don't own Once Upon A Time. If we did, Panry would be on their honeymoon already…

Ashe: And that is why I bought a penguin…

Neusuada: ._.

Ashe: Kuppi!


Henry shot out of his bed, heart racing as he broke out in a cold sweat. He looked at the clock, hand on his chest while he struggled to get his breathing under control.

3:07.

Henry sighed, running a hand through his hair. He would never get back to sleep at this rate… Henry had in fact dreamt of Pan that night… But in the dream, Peter was looking for a girl; a girl that he didn't know was being tortured by a person who looked almost exactly like her… Pan never found her in the dream, and eventually stopped trying, though somehow Henry knew that he thought she was safe… But the Truest Believer knew that she wasn't…

Getting out of bed, Henry padded softly downstairs, hoping to get a drink. When he was halfway down the stairs, Henry saw that the kitchen light was already on. It sounded like his moms were talking…

"Thanks for coming over this early, Miss Swan. I wanted to talk to you about Henry," said boy heard Regina say. Wow. Had he really come down at the exact time they started talking? What luck.

"Why, is he alright? He didn't get kidnapped again, did he?" he heard Emma ask worriedly. Henry rolled his eyes at that.

"No, no, he didn't. It's just that… Well, Henry's been acting really… withdrawn ever since we brought him back from Neverland a few days ago... I was wondering if maybe he said something to you…?"

"No… Nothing... Do you think we should go ask him about it?"

There was a pause, in which Regina probably shook her head. "No, let him sleep... The poor kid was probably put through Hell when he was with Pan…"

Henry glared in the direction of the kitchen.

"I know… He won't even tell me what that monster did to him!"

"I know, I know...!" Regina hissed at her. "But keep your voice down, you don't want to wake him, do you?"

"No… Wait, you don't think that Pan... You know. Did...that-"

"No," Regina cut her off. "Henry would have told us if he did that."

'He didn't, but even if he did, I still probably wouldn't tell either of you...' Henry thought.

Emma hummed in thought. "It's really early, I should probably be going…"

"Alright… Sleep well, Miss Swan."

Henry's eyes widened as he quickly got up and ran to his room before Emma managed to see him on the stairs. As soon as the door was closed, the boy sighed, walking over to his bed and flopping onto it. He dragged himself up towards the pillows, feeling much more tired than he had a few minutes ago… Before he passed out from exhaustion, Henry reached into his shirt and fiddled with the navel-length necklace Pan had managed to put in his hand before Emma pulled her son back into the portal that the magic bean they brought had made. After looking at the seemingly blank oval for a small amount of time, Henry wedged his nail into a thin line on the side of the necklace, opening it easily – the thing it was enchanted to only let him do. The Truest Believer's eyes widened as he stared at what was inside, before he smiled warmly, closed the locket, put it back in his shirt, and fell asleep.

The next day, Henry walked with Peter up the steps of his underground house and saw all the Lost Boys stop what they were doing and look at Pan. One of them, who Henry recognized as Devin, walked forward.

"Are… Are you alright, Pan? Felix told us what happened…"

Pan waved his hand nonchalantly, sneaking a small glare to Felix, who grinned at him sheepishly. "I'm fine, boys; It's just a flesh wound!"

Henry smirked lightly, hiding it before anyone saw.

"Are you sure?" one of the other boys said.

"We were worried!" another boy chipped in.

"You were out for a long time!" said another one.

Pan sighed in exasperation. "I'm fine! Really, I'm fine…"

The boys quieted down, obviously sensing Peter's annoyance.

"Pan, why don't you teach me how to use my power of belief? You wanted to, right?" Henry cut in, not wanting anyone to get hurt.

Pan smiled at him, his annoyance slipping away. "I'd like that, Henry."

A few minutes later, the Lost Boys were on one side of the camp dueling with each other, while on the other side of the camp, Henry was trying to turn a stick into a necklace. After a second, a long chained, sliver, oval locket was laying in the dirt.

"Great job!" Pan congratulated, picking up the locket and setting something inside of it, before slipping it into his shirt pocket.

"You're keeping it?" Henry asked. "Why? It's worthless, isn't it?"

"Nothing's worthless when it comes to you." Peter smiled.

Henry smiled back at him before his smile dropped at the sound of shouting. The person shouting… It couldn't be… Emma? All of the Lost Boys – Including Henry, who was caught by Pan – dropped to the ground unconscious.

"Henry!" Regina yelled, coming out of the bushes to stand next to Emma, fire ball in hand.

Peter growled, pulling Henry's body close to him protectively. "What, you think after four years you can just show up and take him like nothing's changed? You're too late, Savior. He's mine now; he's a Lost Boy."

"No, you're wrong," Emma growled. "Now!"

David and Hook suddenly came out of the trees behind Pan, swinging their swords at the leader of the Lost Boys. Pan had no choice but to let go of Henry's unconscious form. If he hadn't, his head probably wouldn't be attached to his neck right now. Unfortunately, that gave Emma just enough time to rush forward and catch her son, carrying him backwards into the portal she had just made with one of the last magic beans. Before Pan could run through the portal as well, David and Hook each took hold of one of his arms, holding on to him as strongly as they could.

"No!" Pan shouted, fear filling his eyes. A second before Henry disappeared back to Storybrooke, Peter wrenched himself out of the two men's grip, quickly pulling the necklace out of his pocket and roughly forcing it in Henry's hand, the boy subconsciously tightening his grip on it. Regina had gone through the portal as well, while Mary-Margret, David, Rumple, and Hook all hightailed it back to the Jolly Roger.

As Henry's eyes opened just a crack, he saw the face of the boy he loved through the closing portal, tears falling down the leader of Neverland's face while he held his hand out in desperation. When the three of them arrived back in Storybrooke, Henry immediately lost consciousness again, the emotions overwhelming him. Just before he went limp in his mother's arms, he whispered one thing as a single tear fell from his eye.

"Pan…"

The next morning, Henry awoke with a small smile on his face despite his dream, as he nearly skipped down the stairs to eat breakfast.

"You sure look chipper today," Regina commented. "You feeling alright?"

"Yeah!" Henry said excitedly. "I feel fine!"

Regina eyed him warily. "Okay… Are you sure…?"

"Trust me, mom. I'm fine," he said with a smile.

The Evil Queen smiled back at him, handing him a plate of eggs before walking over to answer the door that someone had just knocked on. A few seconds later, Emma walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, kid," she said when she saw Henry.

The boy stopped shoveling food in his mouth to smile at her.

"Have you eaten this morning, Miss Swan?" Regina asked.

"Yeah, I have, actually, sorry."

"It's no problem. Henry, do you want the rest of the eggs?" Regina asked, looking over the boy's thin frame.

Henry swallowed quickly and got out of his chair. "No, thanks. I've got to get to Mr. Gold's shop; I need to ask him something."

The two women watched Henry speed-walk to the door.

"What do you need to ask him?" Emma asked, stopping the boy in his tracks.

"Oh, uh… Nothing important! Just, um… Wanted to say 'Hi' to him…"

"I thought you wanted to ask him something…" Regina said, looking at him suspiciously.

Henry froze, realizing his mistake. "Did I say that…? I meant that I wanted to tell him something… By the way, can I stay at Paige's house tonight?"

"Um… I guess that's okay…"

"Great! Okay, well, bye!"

He then proceeded pull both of his mothers into a group hug. After letting go of the stunned women, Henry ran over to the door, flinging it open and running out of it, nearly slamming it in his haste. Before the door closed, however, Regina managed to see a glint of silver around his neck.

'Henry doesn't wear necklaces…' she thought to herself.

"Something's going on with him…" the queen commented, putting the remaining yellow food in the trash.

"Yeah…" Emma said. "You don't think Pan managed to contact him, do you?"

"No. He would have told us."

"Yeah… You're probably right…"


Henry rushed to Gold's shop as fast as his legs would carry him. When he got there, he pulled the door open and ran inside.

"Hello, Henry," Rumplestiltskin greeted. "How can I help you?"

"I-I need a cloaking spell. Something so no one can find me."

"Why would you want something like that?" he asked, confusion etching its way onto his face.

"Please, don't ask. I just need it."

Rumple leaned on the counter. "Henry, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" Henry stressed. "I just really need it! Please, Mr. Gold…"

Rumple sighed, pulling a small vile out from under the counter and handing it to the boy. "The cloaking spell lasts for as long as you want. No charge if you tell me how you'll be using it."

Henry looked up at the man and grinned impishly. "I'm using it to be cloaked!"

The man sighed. "I see… From whom exactly?"

"The people I need to be cloaked from."

Rumplestiltskin's eye twitched. "And where will you be going…?"

"A place I need to be cloaked in."

Mr. Gold nearly slammed his head on the counter. "Fine… Henry, you haven't found a way back to Neverland, have you?"

Henry froze. "What? Why would I want to go back there?! Pan abused me, remember?! I hate him!"

Rumple looked at the boy with a sly look. "Do you really expect me to believe that?"

The Truest Believer sighed, looking down. "Not really, no."

"So why do you really want to go back?"

Henry could have told the man how he had fallen in love with Peter Pan, but instead he opted for a different part of the truth. "Something's going on there… Something not good… I have to find out what it is…"

"I see… And you're sure you want to go alone?"

"I'm sure," Henry muttered, his head still down. Whatever was happening in Neverland, Henry needed to figure it out by himself… And his family couldn't be there… "Tell my family 'Goodbye' for me, will you?"

Mr. Gold look confused. "Why do I need to tell them that? You're just going to help Pan with something, aren't you? And then after that you're coming back, right?"

Henry finally looked up at him with sorrowful eyes.

"You don't plan on returning, do you?"

The boy shook his head. "Whether I die from whatever's happening, or I stay of my own free will… I'm not coming back… In four years, I received more love from Pan and the Lost Boys than I ever did here… They didn't treat me like a possession like my mom does, or a helpless child like with Emma, or like they absolutely have to rescue me like with my grandparents… The boys on Neverland knew when I needed help, but they also knew when I could do things on my own… And that's something that no one here seems to be able to do… I'm sorry, but... I have to do this on my own. Goodbye, Mr. Gold…"

Henry then turned around and started walking towards the door, grasping the potion tightly.

"More love from Pan…" Mr. Gold muttered, a thought seeing to strike him. "Henry…?"

He craned his neck around to look at the man. "Yes?"

"It's about Pan… Did you… I mean, do you…?"

Henry smiled sadly at him and nodded. "Yeah… I do…"

"And he truly feels the same way?" he asked incredulously.

The boy nodded again. "Trust me, he does."

Rumplestiltskin smiled at him. "Well then, you best be getting back to him."

Henry smiled one last time at him, before turning back around and walking out of the shop. After killing some time at Granny's, taking a walk in the forest, and doing other random things, it was finally dark out.

The Truest Believer looked around to make sure that no one was watching him before pulling his locket out of his shirt and holding it gently in his hand, failing to notice a dark figure watching him. Just as Henry was about to open the necklace, a voice stopped him.

"What are you doing out at this hour, Mate?"

The boy froze, turning around slowly to face Hook. "Just, uh… The bay is pretty at night…?"

"Alright, that's a weak lie, even for you," he said, walking up to Henry and inspecting his necklace closely. "I never knew you wore a locket… What's in it?"

"Nothing," Henry answered quickly. "It won't open anyway. It's broken."

The man pointed at his hook before trying to pry the locket open. It wouldn't budge. "Wow… This bloody thing really is broken…"

Henry pulled the necklace away from him. "I told you."

"Why do you wear it then…?"

The boy thought as hard as he could, but came up with no logical reason, so instead, he decided to turn the tables on Hook.

"I just do. Hey… Why are you out here?"

"Just a little midnight stroll. Needed to clear my head about some things that I'd rather not talk about. But back to you, Henry. There's something off about you right now, Mate."

"Well, I don't know why you would think that. I'm fine."

"Henry," Hook said, looking at the boy sternly. "Why are you really out here?"

Henry sighed. "I… can't tell you… But you need to leave."

"And why is that?"

The Truest Believer looked at the captain with pleading eyes. "Please… You just can't be here right now…"

The man looked at bit shocked at Henry begging like that, but he fixed his composure quickly. "Alright… Fine…"

As Hook started walking away, he stopped and looked back at the boy with wide eyes. "You're going back, aren't you?"

Henry sighed again. "Yeah… I need to… Something bad is happening there and I need to find out what it is…"

"Well, then, have a safe journey," Hook grinned, turning to walk away again.

The Truest Believer's eyes widened when he realized that Hook wasn't going to try to stop him from him leaving. Henry let a smile crawl onto his lips. "Hey, Hook!"

Said man turned around slightly. "Yes, Henry?"

"Tell her. You'll regret it if you don't."

Hook nodded to him with a wistful smile, before he turned around again and kept walking, lifting a hand in farewell to the boy.

Henry sighed, walking to the end of the dock and taking hold of the locket once again. He opened it easily, pulling a small, clear bean out of it and dropping it into the bay, watching as it created a portal. The boy smiled to himself, opening the cloaking potion and drinking a small bit of it, before closing his eyes as he allowed himself to fall backwards with only one thought in his mind.

'Take me to Neverland… Take me home…'


Neusuada: Done with chapter two!

Ashe: -Says weakly- Yay….

Neusuada: Ashe, those energy drinks are bad for you…

Ashe: But they… They taste so good, man…

Neusuada: Le sigh… Alright, well review please! It would mean the world to us! Also, if you have any ideas for Panry one-shots, we will gladly take a look at them!

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