I have seriously contimplated blowing a hole through my head in these past few days.

I've had organs removed that don't hurt as much as teeth problems.

Gosh.

But, shout-out to my coworker who dropped me off a whole lot of medicine that has helped numb me without making my brain foggy! She made this chapter possible for you!

(Guyyss. I can't help with the cliffhangers. There's always gonna be one until the story is done cause you're always gonna wanna read more. D:)

"Oh you said you'd never leave my side, you said
"An hours just one moment, when I have your heart in mine."
But, oh, you go so very far away.
Just cut me off and leave me dying,
Face the end without you trying."

-Exit Stage Left Pursued by a Bear by Anavae

Present!

The group gathered about ten feet away from Regina's vault. Emma, Neal, Gold and Arabella all stood in a semi-circle, facing the doors as if they were waiting for the abominable snowman to burst out of it.

"Now you're sure that's Pan in Henry's body?" Rumple asked, turning his head to Arabella.

She swallowed the rock that was gathering in her throat and nodded, not being able to peel her eyes from the door.

"It makes sense, I know I felt something wrong with him," Emma said, "I told you it wasn't jealousy," She scolded, sending a dirty look Neal's way.

Neal shrugged and pulled a gun from his holster.

"Whoa what are you doing?!" Emma exclaimed, taking the gun from him, "You can't shoot Pan, that's Henry's body!"

"We need to separate them so that we can kill Peter," Neal said, returning his gun to his holster.

Arabella sent him a pained expression.

"David and Mary are on their way to the Blue Fairy's sanctuary, hoping that the girls will have an idea of where she kept the dark fairy's wand," Gold explained, looking at Emma, "Once we get that, we'll return the boys to their natural bodies."

"When are we going to get Henry out of Pandora's box?" Emma questioned.

"That's what I came here for. We need to get the bracelet from Arabella first," He said, holing his hand out.

Arabella looked at him, confused, "The one Peter used to take my magic away?"

"The very one," he said, giving his hand a little shake as if he were growing tired of waiting.

"I don't have it," she said, sounding worried, "Neal was the one who took it off of me."

Neal let a breath out as if he just remembered something and dug through the one-armed book bag he had on his body until he retrieved the bracelet and handed it to Gold.

"Why do you need this before we free Henry?" Emma asked, obviously annoyed that they're keeping her son in a tiny container.

"Because when we switch their bodies back, I wanted to make sure that Pan would be powerless," Rumple explained.

Arabella cringed, shutting her eyes tightly, "Are we going to kill him?"

"Bella," Neal started, putting a hand on her shoulder, "At this point I think you realize that we have to."

Bella nodded, turning her gaze back to the door of the vault as she furrowed her eyebrows together in frustration. She was trying to hold tears back, something she hates herself for having to do a lot lately.

"Well. Let's go get Pan," Emma said as she walked to the door, "Does he have magic?" She asked as she kept walking, turning her head toward Arabella.

"Not that I saw. I'm pretty sure he doesn't, else he would have done a lot more by now," Arabella answered as she followed behind the rest of the group.

"True," Emma sighed as she placed her hand on the handle of the door, "Ready?" She asked the group.

Everyone nodded. Emma took a deep breath and threw the door to the vault open, "Bella you stay up here, I don't want him seeing you yet!" Emma said as the others ran down the steps.

Bella nodded, stopping herself mid-stride and positioned herself by the door to the outside. After a moment she heard someone scream Regina's name, and then yell that the coast was clear.

Arabella moved toward the steps of the vault that lead to the underground and sighed in relief when she heard the mumbles of Regina's voice. Good, she was okay. That was one less person on the death list and, not matter how sour Regina was, she was thankful for it.

A small smile spread across Arabella's face as she reached the top step. But before she could take even another step she was being ripped away from he ground. She let out half a scream before the dark ghostly hand covered her mouth. Looking down she saw it had its arms around her waist as she was being raised from the ground.

Arabella struggled as hard as she could, but it was to no anvil. She should have known better anyway.

Pan's shadow was a lot more powerful then people gave it credit for.

Before the vault went out of sight she caught a glimpse of the group running from the inside, Neal screaming Arabella's name as they all tried to run after her. But it was no use, within seconds she was gone.

Her and the shadow flew for only about five minutes before they landed somewhere in the woods.

'Please get Henry out and switch them back soon,' she wished inside of her head, scared what Peter had planned. Why did he need her?

When the shadow landed he let her go and flew off as quick as they arrived. Stumbling at first, Arabella caught her balance and searched the area around them for any sign of life. There appeared to be a small well near her. Curious, she walked over to it.

There had to be a reason he specifically picked this spot, perhaps this was important?

When she neared it, Arabella placed her hands on the edges of the well. Immediately she felt a power surge through her body. Drawing her hands back to her chest, eyes wide in shock, she realized the significance of the well. This is where all of Storybrooke's magic was coming from. This place is what fueled the town so that everyone could use magic here, despite the fact that they were in a realm that wasn't supposed to have magic.

"Amazing, isn't it?" she heard Henry's voice say.

Whipping around, Arabella's mouth moved up and down as if she were looking for words, but at first couldn't find them, "Peter, what are you doing here? Why... why is this power important?"

"Did you really just ask that? Why power is important?" he smirked, shaking his head, "Oh, my dear, it appears I have much to teach you. Too bad I won't have the time to."

He took a few steps to her.

"What are you talking about? What's going on?" She asked, taking a step back until her bum pressed against the edge of the well.

"You see, I found a curse. A curse that is going to help me find a loophole in needed the heart of the truest believer, seeing that Regina has made sure I could never take it," he said angerly.

Another step toward her.

Arabella stepped sideways to the well and took another step back.

"But you see, like all magic, this curse has a price," he said, looking down to his feet for a moment before turning back up to look at her again.

Every time he looked at her he would seem as if he was at war with himself.

Every time he started another war with himself, he grew more angry.

Another step toward her.

"What's the price?" she asked, taking another step back, but her heel hit something on the ground. Turning around, she looked down to see a lifeless Felix laying on the ground.

Arabella let out a shriek and took a step backwards, which was now toward Peter.

"You see. You have to give the heart of the thing you love most," Peter said, grabbing her arm and whipping her around.

Tears welded in her eyes, "You don't even have magic in Henry's body," she said, her heart breaking at how evil Pan would stay forever.

Peter looked at her for a moment with his usual grin before cocking his head to the side and raising an eyebrow, "You see," He paused, reaching his hand into her chest and ripping out her heart very quickly, as if he were afraid he would change his mind, "I lied."

Arabella stumbled before falling to her knees, gripping her chest, "P-Peter, why?" she chocked, her tears falling, "If you were going to sacrifice me anyway, why not put my heart inside your chest?" she asked, looking up in his eyes to see the very visible inner fight he was having for himself, "Why not do this and go back to Neverland and leave these people alone? You can't use Henry anymore, so why-"

"BECAUSE IF I COULD HAVE USED HENRY, I COULD HAVE KEPT YOU!" He screamed down at her, his nostrils flaring, "They ruined EVERYTHING. They cost me Neverland. They cost me my boys. They cost me you. And now, I'm going to take everything from them. I'm going to make them suffer as much as I WILL for the rest of my life!"

"Peter it doesn't have to be like this," She said, shocked by his words as she finally found the strength to stand up and grab one of his hands.

It felt weird, seeing that he was still in Henry's body. Still, it felt necessary.

He didn't protest, but he did look down at their hands with his nostrils still flared, breathing deep in anger.

"Peter get your body back. But my heart in your chest. Go back to Neverland and start a new group of Lost Boys," Arabella smiled, trying to sway him, "You'll have all eternity to re-make what you've had."

"And all eternity to remember what I've lost," He said, the anger seeming to leave his face.

Arabella looked down at her feet, more tears falling. Why would he act this way now, in the end? She looked over to his other hand, the one that held her big red and beating heart. Returning the smile back to her face, she looked up at him.

"There's no situation I can imagine where you'll get the best of both worlds. But at least if you do it the way I've said, there will be no one coming after you."

Wrong choice of words.

"There's going to be no one coming after me anyway," He hissed, throwing her hand down as he brought her heart up to his vision before dropping his hand back down and looking at her, "Wither I do as you want me to, take your heart and make myself even more powerful then ever before, or fog their insignificant brains, I'll have the upper hand. Peter Pan never fails."

Arabella hung her arms, her tears stopping as she slowly began to admit defeat to herself.

Every time she got close to him, he tore away from her.

Maybe she really would never change him.

"Peter, list-" But Arabella was cut off when Henry's body dropped to the ground and began to convulse uncontrollably, dropping her heart.

"PETER!" she screamed as the impact on her heart made her fall to her knees in pain. She crawled over to the convulsing boy and pulled his head into her arm, putting the other on his chest as she tried to soothe him.

What was going on?

Just then, the shaking spells stopped.

"Peter?" Arabella questioned, worry struck over her face.

But nothing happened.

Then, after a few moments of her frantic mind going crazy, the boys eyes opened up. For a moment he looked around, confused.

"A-Arabella?" he asked, putting his hand to his forehead as Arabella helped him sit up.

"Are you okay?" Arabella asked, her eyebrow raised in confusion. What the hell just happened?

"Yeah. We need to get back to my Mom," Henry said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the scroll, "We can't let Pan get this."

Arabella sighed in a partial relief, "You're right, we can't."

Henry looked over to the well and saw Felix, "Is he-"

"Dead," Arabella sighed, reaching over to the ground and picking up her heart.

Henry looked at it, shocked, "Did Peter try and take your heart?!"

Arabella nodded her head, the pain she felt in her emotions was very real. Without a moment to spare, she put her heart back into her chest and exhaled deeply once she felt complete again.

That's when it hit her.

If Henry was back, that means Pan was back. Meaning Pan was now in their control.

"Where are they keeping Peter?!" She asked frantically.

"At Gold's shop," Henry said, not realizing her worry and mistakened it for hope that Peter was contained, "We have to get back there. Mom said to find her as soon as I could."

"Come on Henry," Arabella said, standing up and extending her hand for him to take, "I'll get us there in a matter of seconds. We need to get there. Quickly."

They were going to kill Peter, and she had every intention of stopping them.

Because even after all he was doing, Arabella could see the good in him trying to break out and let go.

And she wasn't ready to give up on him just yet.

Whoo~

Shit's getting pretty real now. What do you guys think? :)

Shoutout to FangedMe, Christine, HateMe and Scorpion! Pan kisses for all you lovely ladies, and thanks for the get-well wishes.

SORRY NOT SORRY FOR THIS EPIC CLIFFHANGER.

Butt, on the bright side, now that I have medicine I should be able to post tomorrow so you won't have to wait long. :)