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Pocahontas fled Peter's Thinking Tree faster than ever before, dodging through the traps that the strange pair set up to protect them from Peter's dark emotions throughout the years when she was not there to care for his temper.

"John!" She yelled. "Mama Odie, quick! Something's happened!"

The blind woman stepped forward from the shadows and tripped her with Juju, the snake that she used as a walking stick. "Calm, yourself, child, you ain't gonna do this world no good if you can't stop to talk! Now let me get a good look at you, it's been too long-"

"Not now, Mama, we have to move," She exclaimed. "The Shadow's back and he's going to Storybrooke, we have to help Henry and his family before it's too late,"

"Well, why didn't ya say so?! Come on, Smithy, it's time to go!"

Mama Odie was already making her way to the ship while Pocahontas turned to John Smith who sat still. "John?"

He looked away and watched the water cascade across the rocks beside Mama's hut. "You saved my life when you could have gone on with your life without even blinking an eye at my death. After that, you help me find my son, my family. I regret to inform you that I won't be leaving the island with you, but I can give you something I think you might be missing."

He handed her a heavy, circular object wrapped in animal skin. Slowly, she unwrapped it and gasped, in her hands was her spinning arrow which Peter had crushed the day she had met him. "Oh, John-"

"You always said that it would point you down the right path, well it's shown me mine. Thank you so much for what you've done, Pocahontas," He kissed her cheek and smiled warmly. "I will see you before this ends, but I hope that this will be enough to guide you through whatever lies ahead of you. Good bye, Tiger Lily, Pocahontas, Shanti."

Her brows knitted in confusion, "Shanti?"

He shook his head and smiled, "Another time, now, the hunt is afoot," And John Smith broke into a run not befitting of his old age, lost to Neverland as he had dreamed.

Peter woke on The Jolly Roger with his head in the lap of his lover who sat beside Mama Odie and Juju. "What-?" Was the only word he could manage to make.

"The heart has been given back to Henry," She explained. "We're on our way to Storybrooke now to stop the Shadow; Mama's here to help."

The insufferable old woman was snickering at his dilemma, which he promptly decided to ignore. He smiled and reached for the compass which dangled from her neck on a string. "You're compass-"

"Arrow," She corrected. "My spinning arrow."

"It's spinning alright," Mama Odie huffed. "Da Fates don't know what ta do wit her."

"Peter, may I speak to you somewhere private?" Pocahontas asked quietly. He nodded and, with her help, made their way to a corner below deck.

"Is something wrong, Princess?" His brows knitted.

"Shanti," The name stabbed into him with a force of a thousand knives, digging into his flesh and warping his body. "John Smith called me that as I left, I was wondering if you knew her."

Peter stumbled backwards, his back hitting the wall as he stared at her. She looked like her, she spoke like her, she acted like her, she thought like her, she loved like her, she was her. But his father...how?

"Shanti...Shanti was my wife in a time long ago, but she...she died and was taken away from her family."

Her eyes widened, "Peter, do you think-"

He took her face in his hands and swept her into an unbreakable kiss. "When we finish the Shadow, when we finish this entire thing, will you marry me?"

"Peter, does this mean you'll-"

"Yes," He nodded and smiled. "Yes, I'll give up my immortality, I'll give up my youth and we can finally live happily ever after."

"Then yes," she grinned and stole another kiss. "Yes."