She twirled the dagger between her hand and index finger as she sat overlooking the dark lagoon. It was dull, the moonlight bringing nothing to the flint blade but more dark flint. On the other hand the paper was softened by the light, beckoning her to open it and read the message.

And she had no reason not to read it. The phrase 'loyalty among thieves' was not applicable here, one of the things she found quite appealing about Pan. He wasn't going to be disappointed or offended by her betraying him, she may end up disappearing into some dark abyss, but that could happen whenever he willed it anyway, she knew that, "Might as well do something fun."

She unfurled the message from around the dagger handle and let the moonlight illuminate the message, which was unimaginative 'Meet me under the tallest tree on Neverpeak Mountain'. Boring, but she knew what she could do.

Seeing there being no point in doing anything else she set off through the trees, feeling at least a little less empty. It might be boring, but it was something else she could do other than carry on surviving.

"You took your time." A voice called as she approached the tree. She saw the brown curls of hair and brown eyes that she had noticed before and then his smile. She had seen plenty of smiles from Pan over the years. Grins where it looked like he was preparing to pounce and tear his prey apart. Smirks when he knew he was in total control of everything. Satisfaction when his plans succeeded. This was different. This smile had something else to it, something that quietly but unbearably chipped away at a part of Emma.

She wanted to rip his face off.

She walked over but just before she got to a reasonable standing distance away she threw herself through the air at the boy knocking him down to the floor next to the tree, "What are you doing?" He shouted as she used his limbs to lock his in, not allowing any movement apart from his head.

"Isn't it obvious? You don't expect me to trust you do you?" Emma asked as she unwaveringly resisted the boy's movements. After a few moments he became still and looked at her with the same smile he had before, "I guess not. But that's alright, because I know something that will make you let go of me in...fifteen seconds."

Emma sighed, "What?"

The boy smirked, "I know a way to get you off of this island."

"And you expect me to trust in that?"

The boy's smirk faded, "Hmm. I guess not. Oh well, I'll just leave by myself then." The boy then swung his body forcefully to one side and managed to topple Emma, shifting her balance enough to change their positions. The boy grinned as he pushed himself out of Emma's grip and stood up over her, "I would extend you a hand at this point, but I imagine you would just use that to put me onto the ground. Instead, let me show you something."

Emma pushed herself up so she was standing and ready to act as the boy pulled something out of his pocket. Emma looked as she saw the look of fake silver on plastic and an LCD screen.

"A GameBoy?" Emma let out a small snort of derision as the boy smiled again.

"That's right. Now I would like you to answer a question, have you seen any others while in Neverland?" Emma looked at it as the cogs started to fit into place, her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as she looked at the boy again.

"How?" Emma asked as the boy let his muscles relax, seeming satisfied that he no longer needed to be ready for any more flying females knocking him to the floor.

"How else? I know how to get you out. I know how to get you home."

Emma looked away at this point, a grim look flowing over her face, "I don't have a home."

The boy smiled softly, "Emma. I can promise you one thing, and that is that one day you will find a home. Something better will happen. It may not seem like it. Parent's betray you, and walk out on you. Friends disappear. You disappear. But you will find a home."

Emma shook her head, "What is it with you? You're here too, meaning you are lost. So what do you know? How can I believe anything you have to say?"

"You don't have to believe what I say, you just need to believe in something." The boy replied as he threw the GameBoy through the air towards Emma, who promptly caught it, "If you do, meet me back here tomorrow and we can work out the plan. If not then I'll know your decision and nothing will change."

"We're almost there," The boy said with a breathless tone. Had he been hurt? Emma didn't know. She felt like a ghost walking slowly with slower thoughts. She just did as she was told. Instinct. She followed the boy hoping, yes, hoping that he would bring her to safety. She didn't trust him. She didn't trust herself. She didn't trust anything anymore. But she did have hope. Hope that something better will happen. Hope that a dictatorship where she could be killed the minute she was seen as 'boring' was not the best she could hope for.

The smoke had continued to follow them as they walked, but the fires had started to fade. She looked at the boy who seemed to be concentrating but there was still that little flame of light in him that made her hopes stronger. If he could shine in that way, even though he was here, then maybe her hopes wouldn't be for nothing. Maybe she could find goodness.

But not yet.

She looked up and saw the boy in green with the venomous smile sitting on a rock in front of them. His eyes flashed as the two noticed him, "Emma and Baelfire. Who would have thought this would happen?" Pan called as he started to straighten up.

Emma looked at Baelfire, the boy next to him, "There's no escape," She thought, "This is it."