'Cause the walls burned up and our love fell down,

And it turned into whatever, now we're saying never.

Feel the fire 'cause it's all around,

And it's burning for forever and always.

You gotta let it go and be on our way

And live for another day,

'cause it ain't the same, my baby.

Watch it all fall into the ground

No happy ever after, just disaster.

- (Jo Jo disaster)

Chapter 21: Betrayal

Ana POV

His lips pressed against my neck making me throw my head back. His hand slid higher and higher and I moaned with delight. His lips started pressing harder against my skin, Peter tightened his grip on me…

My eyes flew open, my chest rising and falling rapidly. I rolled over to see the blonde in which I was dreaming about. I never had dreams like that. They where always about a better life, I would never admit this, but as much as my days and nights on the streets haunted me, the one place they never reached me was my dreams.

I slowly reached my hand out so only my fingertips touched his tan chest. His eyes flew open the moment I touched him. At first he looked alarmed but slowly calmed down and started to fall asleep again, soon he was quietly murmuring incoherent (incoherent one of the new words Peter taught me) things in his sleeping stupor (stupor, yet another word Peter had taught me today). But one name kept popping up Sia. Who was Sia? Also why where we sleeping in a cave?

When Peter came to collect me like he promised he would, instead of taking me to the camp he had led me to a cave by a beach. Peter had said something about wanting to protect me, but something in his eyes said other wise. Peter was a talented liar, I'd give him that much but he always lost a certain glint in his eye and gained another, an evil one. Peter was an evil boy, no doubt about it, but it didn't make that look any less unsettling. No one else seemed to notice this but that was probably because the saw Peter as only evil, whereas I saw him as evil only part time. The other times, I wasn't quite sure but I intended on finding out…

"Ana." I heard Peter whisper. I expected him to be sleep talking again, which he happened to do a lot it was kinda endearing, but when I looked at him, his eyes where wide open.

"Yes?" I whispered to him, "What ever your planning on doing, don't" And just like that in a puff of purple smoke, he was gone. "Don't tell me what to do." I hissed to an empty room. I rolled out of bed, put on my black boots and walked out of the mouth of the cave.

Emma POV

"We let her go again!" Hook shouted. He had been going at it for hours. "That bloody child kidnapped her again!" At first I had shared his frustrations but something just wasn't making since. How Peter always just happened to 'kidnap' Anastasia just after something would happen to our pathetic excuse of a rescue party. "Hook, stop."

"Stop! You want me to stop, Swan?"

"Killian just hear me out. I don't think Anastasia is being kidnapped at all, I think she's going willingly, even working for Pan, double agent even?"

"Stop" Hook chocked out, "Don't."

"Hook she hates you." He glared at me. "Don't look at me like that, you know it's true, she may have forgiven you, but she still doesn't have to like you."

"Shut up Swan."

"Hook she's working with Pan! Next time she just 'happens' to show up, we can't trust her, she's gone."

"She's my daughter!"

"Enough! Both of you!" Snow yelled, "Killian we need to face facts, Ana…she's confused and lost and just so much has happened to her recently, we need to be open to the idea that Ana is just doing this to get back at you and we can hope that she will in the end make the right choice."

No one spoke after that.

3rd person POV

Henry danced around the fire along with the rest of the lost boys. He felt free, truly free. The boys danced and sang to the tune of Peter's Panpipes. Henry felt a hand on his shoulder and he snapped his head back to see who's. "Lets take a walk Henry." Peter drawled, "Okay!" Henry said merrily. As he followed Peter lead into the woods.

Peter grabbed Henry's wrist and launched himself and Henry off the ground and into the sky leading Henry to a small island off the coast of Neverland, skull rock

"So you see Henry, only your heart can save us!" Peter exclaimed to Henry who was still staring at the huge hourglass off to the side of the cave. The Hourglass that was nearly empty.

Peter had spent way to long to explain things to Henry, he could see the physical difference of the sand level. And the stupid child still couldn't focus on the important critical matter of Peter's life.

"We need your heart Henry but it can only be used if it it's given willingly."

Just then Emma, Regina, Snow and David rushed into the cavern , "Henry Don't do it!" They all shrieked at once. "Mom?

"Henry no matter what he told you, don't listen to him he-" Emma tried to say before Henry cut her off, "No mom, you and everyone else in this family is always the hero, but this time, I need to be the hero, they'll die without me!" And with that Henry stuck his hand in to his own chest and held his heart in his chest and pulled out his heart and thrust it into Peter's chest.

Ana POV

Ok so maybe I should've listened to Peter when he told me not to go along with whatever plan I had, which was to find the Lost Boy's camp, but turns out I don't know right from left and am hopelessly lost.

Snap

I turned around when I heard the twig break. I grabbed the knife I kept in a holster that was fastened around my forearm and posed my self to attack.

An arrow flew by my head, "That was a warning shot." Said a deep voice. I turned to face the direction of the voice, "Felix?" I asked hopefully, "Ana?" He chocked out.

I heard a thud and fast footsteps then arms encircle me. Felix held me tight and felt his head fall into the crook of my neck, "He told us you were dead!" Felix whispered. "Wait, who told you I was dead?"

Felix lifted his head and looked me in the eye, "Peter." Then he crushed his lips on to mine.

Peter lay asleep. As I ran my fingers through his hair. Felix had led me back to the cave, saying Peter still had to believe everything was normal, so he could figure out why all the secrecy. I looked over to the little box that he had brought back with him. It was small and wooden and had strange designs with a red ruby on it, Peter had made a point to tell me not to touch it, so I knew what must've happened was important as was the box.

So I grabbed my clothes and the box and left.