The darkness shrouded around the campsite, kept back by the light of the campfire. Holding his chin in his hand, his elbow propped on his knee, Rumpel hunched over where he sat on a fallen tree trunk. The others were sleeping in the clearing, tired after the long trek through the jungle as they tried to find Pan's camp. Rumpel had been in a sour mood since leaving Storybrooke, annoyed with himself with what had happened between Belle and him. Following the other's through the jungle, he had cursed himself every step of the way and wished he had a spell for turning back time.

For so long he had managed to fight the urges of the voices. While living in New York, he had more control over the urges than he ever did in Storybrooke or the Enchanted Forest. The temptation to give into them was stronger the closer he was to his old life and to the magic. As much as there was magic in New York, he had no reason to use it anymore due to the power he had there.

Regina stirred and sat up onto her hip, propping herself with her arm, and ran her fingers through her hair to find a small twig in it. As Rumpel leant up from his knees, Regina scowled at the twig before tossing it over her shoulder. They had not spoken since landing in Neverland and Rumpel was not interested in having a conversation with her. The days where they would sit together in front of a fire, sharing a glass of wine and chatting about future dark plans were long gone. As far as he was concerned, she had killed their friendship.

She stood up and brushed the dirt off her clothes, ambling across the campsite to sit down near him on the tree trunk, a comfortable amount of space between them. Rumpel did not look at her. His eyes focused on the fire, as he clasped his hands between his parted legs. The trunk slightly shifted underneath Rumpel as Regina moved to get comfortable. Slyly he looked at her beside him, amused by the look of disgust on her face from her discomfort.

Catching him watching and the amused look on his face, Regina frowned at him as she said. "What?"

"Nothing." He replied turning his attention back to the fire and contently Rumpel exhaled with his shoulders relaxing.

"Rumpel." She said, calling for his attention. He ignored her call and kept his eyes forward. The trunk shifted again. Rumpel spied on her from the corner of his eye and noticed she had moved closer to him.

"Rumpel, I am sorry for what happened with Belle." Regina apologised with her hands pressed onto the trunk either side of her and her gaze focused on her feet.

Rumpel crooked his head to see her beside him. "Doesn't really matter now, does it?"

Regina looked up from her feet and met his eyes, as she said. "It does matter, 'cause it matters to you. We were friends once. Really, good friends. I don't understand what happened to get us here."

Rolling his eyes, he huffed at her and went back to looking at the fire. They sat in silence and listened to the roar of the fire. The trunk moved again underneath Rumpel as Regina brushed against his side, moving closer to her old teacher. Her closeness drew his attention, making him look to her beside him.

"It's not the end, Rumpel." She told him, her arm linking around his. "It was just an argument. You just need to go and talk to her when we get back."

"She won't want to hear what I've got to say." Rumpel told her. They sat there together enjoying a closeness they had not shared in years. He had to admit, he had missed her over the years. It was so long ago, he could not remember what exactly they had fallen out over and had led them to the 'tick for tack' they had engaged in over the years. Regina had been his student, she had also been the only person he had ever called a friend.

Rumpel looked down at where her hand rested on his arm before he placed his hand on top of hers and gave her hand a squeeze. As Regina rested her head onto his shoulder, Charming began to wake up rolling onto his back and sat up to cross his legs in front of him. Rubbing his hand through his hair, he stood up scratching at the back of his neck and wiped at the bits that must have pressed into his neck.

"Been a long time since I've had to sleep on the ground." Charming yawned as he spoke, stretching his arms above his head. "And I can safely say I have not missed it one bit."

"There's a lot of things from our old life I do not miss." Regina said, leaning up from Rumpel's shoulder.

"I don't miss any of it." Rumpel declared to them, his gaze fixed on the fire. Forgetting his past would be a blessing. If it would have help matters, he would have used a memory potion on himself a long time ago to get rid of all the memories of the hurt, he had caused his loved ones. However, no matter how much he wanted them gone, nothing could replace the memories of Baelfire and Belle. They meant too much to him, even though his actions showed otherwise.

Unhooking Regina's arm from his own, Rumpel stood and moved to the edge of their campsite, gazing up to see the night was changing to day. He wished it were that simple to change your ways. No matter how far he ran from the beast, it was always inside of him. Clawing at his skin to come out and play with a victim.

Rumpel turned back to face the others and found that Emma was awake and sat beside her father. They were discussing what direction they should head, as it was getting light.

"Wouldn't it be quicker if we split up?" Regina suggested. "Then we could cover more ground."

Rumpel shook his head at her suggestion. "There's strengthen in numbers."

"Time isn't on our side, Rumpel." Regina shot back at him.

"Gold is right though. We don't know this land and if the others got into trouble, how would we ever find them?" Emma said, gesturing with her hands.

"We need to do this together." Charming added as agreement with Emma and Rumpel.

Rumpel heard a chuckle behind him. "Oh, listen to you all."

Spinning on the spot, Rumpel came face to face with the young face of his father. As he stood in front of his father, he hauntingly saw features of Baelfire reflected in his father's face. It was a sick reminder that this creature was, indeed, related to him.

"Hello, son." Pan said stepping through the foliage. "It's been a long time."

"Not long enough." Rumpel chided, glaring at his father.

Regina shot up from the trunk and brushed pass Rumpel to confront Pan. "Where's my son!"

A simple wave of his hand sent Regina flying backwards, Rumpel was quick to stop her in mid-air and lowered her carefully to the ground. Pan applauded Rumpel and ambled pass him to stand in the middle of the campsite. Looking at the smile on his father's face, Rumpel wanted nothing more than to rip it from his face, destroy the one thing that had haunted his dreams as a child.

"Henry is enjoying our hospitality." Pan informed them, moving closer to where Charming and Emma stood, and eyed Emma head to toe.

"Where's Henry?" Emma asked in a low voice. Charming put a protective hand on Emma's shoulder, worried for his daughter's safety. Pan leered at Emma, his smile widening at the anger on her face.

"Nowhere you'll find him." Pan told her before turning back in Rumpel's direction. "Unless someone wants to make a deal?"

Defiantly Rumpel stared at his face, following Pan with his eyes as he moved back towards Rumpel, as he spoke to Pan. "Just tell us where they are."

"Oh, come on, son. You like making your little deals." Pan sounded disappointed and shoved his hands onto his hips.

"The only deal, I want to make with you, is where you're dead and I take my family home." Rumpel sneered at his father as Pan came closer, close enough to Rumpel that he could feel his father's warm breath on his face.

"That's no way to talk to your papa." Pan's voice was dark, his eyebrows pressed down over his eyes as he returned Rumpel's glare.

Rumpel leaned forward, their noses nearly touching. "I don't have a papa."

"Now, that I can agree with, because I sure as hell didn't want anything to do with you. If it wasn't for your bloody mother, I would have left you when you were born." Pan dismissed Rumpel with a wave of his hand and turned his back on his son. Just that small movement invoked a stab of pain in Rumpel's heart. Even now, his father still did not want him.

"What is your deal, so we can find Henry?" Regina said cautiously watching Pan's movements.

Pan chuckled at her. "The deal I present to you is, if you can capture my son and lock him away in the echo cave, I will let you have Henry."

"What?" Charming questioned. Regina and Emma looked at Rumpel with wide eyes. He could see the conflict in them and did not blame them. Rumpel knew that if it were the other way round, he would not have been as kind to give them a second thought. More the beast inside of him would not have given them a chance.

Emma shook her head before addressing Pan. "No. We're not making that deal with you. We're family."

Pan pointed a finger at Rumpel. "He wouldn't give you that grace, my dear. All three of you would have been handed over to me, if I had presented that deal to him."

"As much as I know, he probably would." Emma began taking a strong step forward towards Pan. "Gold is still family and I know family means a hell of a lot to him. As much as he would be torn with this decision, I'm not. Just tell us where Henry and Neal are."

"Family means nothing to him." Pan laughed as he spoke, taking in the sight of Rumpel over his shoulder. "He's had so many chances to choose family over power and he failed every time."

"Maybe if his father wasn't such a failure." Regina thought aloud, placing her hands on her hips.

Charming strode purposefully over to stand beside Rumpel, gaining a puzzled look from Rumpel, which Charming ignored as he spoke. "Family are there for each other, no matter what their faults are."

"What are you guys," Pan pulled a face at them all. "The goody patrol?"

"Weren't you listening?" Regina asked moving to stand beside Emma. "We're all family."

Pan rolled his eyes at them. "Please!"

"Where's my son and grandson?" Rumpel put to Pan, crossing quickly to his father to grab hold of Pan's shoulder. Their words had empowered Rumpel. The thing he had dreamed of as a boy had happened. He had to admit they were right. Whether linked by blood or bonds, they were a family.

Pan twisted forcefully out of Rumpel's grip and a small piece of his clothing ripped. Looking shocked at his shoulder, Pan looked up to glare at his son before disappearing into a cloud of smoke. Everyone visibly relaxed when the cloud dispersed. Rumpel examined the piece of fabric in his fist. The dark green scrap was innocent just as so many of his father's victims.

Regina's hand on his wrist brought Rumpel's gaze up to her as she spoke. "It's a good job I grabbed a vial of this." She held a vial up to him, showing the locating potion between her finger and thumb. "Now we stand a better chance of finding Henry and Baelfire."

"Let's get going then!" Emma smiled, glancing at the vial to the fabric. Rumpel unrolled his fingers, letting the fabric lay in the palm of his hand, and Regina dripped some drops onto it. The fabric glowed for a couple of seconds in Rumpel's palm. It hovered up from Rumpel's hand and headed into the jungle. They began to follow it while Charming quickly kicked some dirt over the fire, killing the flames.