S3E8: THINK LOVELY THOUGHTS

Fawn watched from afar as Peter put an 'ill' Wendy in the makeshift bed.

"How is she?" Henry asked.

"I fear she's getting worse, Henry."

"But if I save magic, she'll live?"

"Yes. But more than that, Henry. If you save magic, you'll save us all. But to do it, you have to truly believe."

"I do."

"Good, because we don't have much time. Follow me. My brothers!" Peter shouted as he led Henry to the center of the camp.

"Tonight, the dream of Neverland will awaken from its slumber. Tonight the Heart of the Truest Believer shall fulfill it's destiny, and with it our destiny. Tonight, Henry saves magic!"

Shortly after his speech Peter took Henry and they headed for Skull Rock. Immediately after their departure Fawn marched over to Wendy. She roughly grabbed her arm and dragged the girl back to her cage. Pushing her in harder than necessary and slamming the cage door shut, Fawn smiled to herself, happy that the Wendybird was where she belonged.

Meanwhile, "We're here. Pan's perimeter." Tink announced to the group.

"It's time." Emma began, "Tink will sneak us in the back like we planned. We grab Henry. In and out, simple. You good with Pan patrol?"

"Locked and loaded." Neal responded tapping his satchel where Pandora's Box was hidden.

"You're forgetting a very important thing lass," Hook spoke up, " Pan's fairy helper, Fawn. She'll fight to her last breath for Pan."

"Well if we need help subduing Pan we grab her and use her as leverage." Regina suggested.

"No, that won't work." Neal sighed.

"Why not?" Snow asked.

"Because it's more complicated than that, Pan –"

"I don't mean to interrupt what I'm sure is a fascinating story, "Rumple began, "but, you mind, if I, uh. . . " pulling Hook's sword from his belt," borrow this? You said no magic, I agreed. But I'm not walking in there with nothing but my good looks."

"Now I, on the other hand – " Hook began.

"Here," David interrupted tossing Hook a weapon, "in case your good looks fail you."

"Thanks mate."

"Let's get Henry." Emma sighed as the group proceeded to Pan's camp.

After locking Wendy back in her cage Fawn had gone to her and Peter's treehouse at the edge of camp to wait for a sign that he had the Heart of the Truest Believer and was now all powerful. She suddenly heard the sound of bodies hitting the ground and looked out the window to see the heroes infiltrating the compound.

"Where's Pan?" Baelfire asked holding an object Fawn was too far away from to identify.

"I don't know. Henry!" Emma called.

"He's gotta be here somewhere." David said hopefully.

"Where?" came Snow's reply.

"Help!" Oh that stupid Wendybird Fawn thought as Emma rushed toward the cry.

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She ratted them out! She told them everything! Peter dying, Henry's heart, where they had gone, everything! Fawn had flown out the treehouse window and was now thinking up the most painful ways to take her revenge on Wendy.

Fawn had flown herself all the way to Peter's Thinking Tree hoping that it's where Peter would go after getting Henry's heart. Especially since Hook and Tinkerbell were back at camp guarding the Lost Boys and Felix. Fawn felt so betrayed by Tinkerbell, did their friendship mean nothing to her? They had been so close back in Pixie Hollow and spent years after that living in Neverland together. Fawn had protected her on the days Peter's rage got the better of him, sticking her neck out for her by standing between her friend and the boy she loved.

Peter wasn't one for public displays of affection but he did what he could to show her how important she was to him. He even trusted her with his deepest secret.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It had been the day Wendy had come back to try and save Baelfire. How that foolish girl had found her way back was beyond Fawn's comprehension.

She had been flying angrily around the island trying to find something to take her anger out on. Eventually Peter had caught up to her in the Pixie Woods.

"Little fairy there's no need to be so angry, the bird is in her cage."

"Why aren't you sending her back?"

"Because with her here I can use her brothers as my eyes and ears in that magicless land."

"That's the only reason?"

"Oh, Fawn," he said as he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist," What can I do to prove to you that you mean more to me than she ever will?" he rested his chin on her shoulder, kissing her neck. "Ah, I know." He said as he took hold of her hand, "Come with me."

He led her to his Thinking Tree. "I'm going to show you something, a secret of mine. Something you must never tell anyone about me, understand?"

She nodded her head vigorously, eager to hear what was so important. Peter gathered some pixie dust and blew it in Fawn's face. She was immediately sucked into visions of Peter's past.

A man and his son arriving on the beaches of Neverland.

"Neverland is special, Rumple. You can do anything here. Just think it! And it can happen."

"You can eat cake all day and never get a stomachache. Or swing on a vine through a waterfall. Or best of all, you can fly."

"Neverland is where the impossible is possible, if you believe it."

The man looking for pixie dust.

"It's just like dust, you would never know the power it contains just by looking at it. But when you believe in it's power it glows with magic and becomes something very special indeed."

"It's made in the flowers that grow in the highest of the branches, where they're closest to the stars. The flowers bloom at night to soak in the starlight. That's how the pixie dust gets it's magic."

"I haven't felt this excited in years. Since I was a boy about to climb one of those trees in my dreams. Come on Rumple, it'll be fun."

Asking the shadow why it didn't work.

"Who are you?"

"The soul inhabitant of Neverland."

"Can you tell me what's wrong? Why can't I fly?"

"Because you don't belong!"

The shadow taking the man's son.

"Adult's don't belong here."

"I can never be the father you need me to be."

"There is a way I can stay here. A way I can get the pixie dust to work again. Just like when I was a boy. By letting go of the thing that's holding me back –you."

"Papa please! Don't let it take me! Help me!"

"Don't fight it! We both know your better off without me, I was never meant to be a father."

"Nooooo!"

Then the man being shrouded in a cloud of green magic, Peter emerging from the mist, picking up a doll the boy had dropped, changing his name from Malcolm to Peter Pan.

Fawn gasped in surprise when the visions stopped. Peter was looking at her intently to gauge her reaction.

"You have a son?" Peter nodded.

"You gave him up? For power? For youth?" again he nodded.

"Well you look good for your age." Peter gave a chuckle, "You won't regret this, Peter. I'll never tell anyone."

"I know you won't." was his only reply.

"What's his name, your s—the boy?"

"Rumplestiltskin."

"The Dark One? The man you confronted on your trip to Hamelin?"

"The same, yes."

"And Baelfire's his son? That makes Bae –"

"My grandson."

"Well it's a small world after all." Fawn giggled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END FLASHBACK~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

That had been the day she stopped questioning if she truly meant something to Peter. It proved to her how much the great Peter Pan needed her at his side.

Just then a ripple of magic blew through Neverland nearly knocking Fawn out of the Thinking Tree.

He did it, she thought gleefully.

Peter Pan never fails.

Got no reason, got no shame, got no family I can't blame

Just don't let me disappear I'mma tell you everything

So tell me what you want to hear something that'll light those ears

Sick of all the insincere

I'm gonna give all my secrets away…

"Secrets"

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