Cami went down to the kitchen to eat and found many of the boys, who smiled and rushed to her; happy to see she was really was there after so long without her. Though it was Tommy who claimed the seat beside her, and talked happily about how nice the other nuns were, having taken a great liking to the sweet clumsy Astrid. "Are you alright?" he asked when he saw Rapunzel's face; her brows were drawn together as though not thinking was literally causing her pain.

She turned to him and opened her mouth before pressing her lips together and taking a moment to think. "Fine," she answered shortly, her unease very clearly seen. "I forgot there was work I had to do, I was gone so I didn't, do it," she finished lamely knowing she wasn't making much sense. "I should go," she told him finally before standing and rushing back up the stairs to her room.

Her mouth had literally formed around Felix's name, and it caught her entirely off guard how close she'd been to admitting he was now free. Though now she was left alone in her room with nothing to do but what she'd been told not to. Her stubborn mind was nearly screaming to be used, all the facts trying to come together and she continuously forced them away – using Felix as a buffer. So she paced for a bit, and then drew for a bit, and then tried to read only to find the words blurred, and finally she just laid back on her bed and hummed the tune to different songs she'd heard on the radio.

"Is she upstairs?"

Cami cut off in the middle of a chorus and sat up at hearing Emma's hushed voice, before she inched her way to the door and cracked it so she could hear better.

"Good, find a way to keep her there. I'll come by later and tell her," Emma said in response to one of the nuns.

"Do you think it would be better if I told her?" she heard Neal say, and she wondered why both of them were there – and even more what it was they were talking about and why she had to be told anything.

"No," Emma told him, "you didn't know her. This is gonna break Cami's heart, I should be the one to tell her."

Cami held her breath as she waited for more, waited for a reason why it would hurt her so much and who the her was that Emma was talking about. But their voices grew muffled and she knew they were walking out of the hall, and she moved forward to peek over the stair rail. Pan looked up to see Cami's head and he smiled and waved at her before following after Emma and Neal.

"Henry?" she mouthed confused; because that sweet goofy smile could only be given from Henry. And then she understood, remembering not to think wasn't even a factor when the truth had just unraveled before her eyes. Pan had switched bodies with Henry, which meant Pan was with Regina and Henry was now with Emma – which meant that Emma knew, so there was nothing to worry about. Except that there was, this meant Pan hadn't lost and that Felix was right in thinking he was still winning.

She waited impatiently for when Felix would return, pacing back in forth the attic most of the day as she wondered just what it was Pan planned – and exactly what Felix thought would happen. He stayed true to his word on that he'd return after sunset, and she unlocked the window to let him.

"When were you planning to tell me that Henry was Pan?" she demanded when he climbed inside.

He sighed heavily as he placed the sack he'd been carrying on her desk, flipping the window's latch back unlocked before turning to her. "I told you to stop thinking," he said having hoped against all reality that she would so she'd naively go with him. But she'd always been more clever than he gave her credit for.

"Emma and Neal came by and I saw Pan, only Peter Pan never smiles like a dorky kid. Henry does," she told him through grit teeth. She stood with her arms crossed staring at him, not seeing the anger on his face that should be there; all she saw was something that looked like guilt and acceptance. "What is it you think is gonna happen if Pan manages to win? You really think he cares enough about you to let me live?" she demanded, knowing he had to see the answer was no. And for a second, a brief second of a flash in his eyes, she saw he knew it. But it was gone and his eyes hardened with resolve once more.

"I'm disappointed in you Rapunzel."

She turned to the window to see Henry climbing through, only she knew now he was Pan – and that made her very afraid. "What are you doing here?" she asked, knowing he had to have some plan because staying here would get him caught. Which meant he planned to take her, or maybe even kill her then.

Felix knew what would happen, when the shadow had broken him out it dropped a list Pan had made for him of things to gather. The first and the last things on the list were the same: go to Rapunzel. Everything else was ingredients for something, and then what he'd figured out to be a very strong sedative. He moved around her, keeping her where she was as Pan reached for the syringe in the sack.

"I'm not going to kill you," Pan said with a smile as he tossed the needle's cap aside. "You won't even be yourself after what I have planned. But know this, if you ever go against me again I will give you a fate worse death. Are we clear?" He stared at her, seeing she was afraid from her short breaths, but he'd taught her better than to ever show it on her face.

She felt Felix against her back, knowing there was no way out this time – trying to convince herself Felix wouldn't let him hurt her – but she was still scared. If she was faced with anyone other than Pan she might be shaking, might be pleading for him not to – but she knew better. He'd kill her then. It didn't keep her heart from quivering as he stepped closer, Henry's sweet face contorted into an evil she'd been blinded to.

"I said, are we clear," Henry repeated dangerously, obviously not willing to go without an answer.

"Yes," she breathed, knowing that word sealed her fate forever with his. And though she didn't see him move she knew it was coming, and she flinched at the feel of the needle's sharp prick in her arm before she quickly grew sluggish, seeing Pan's horrible twisted smile before her eyes fell shut.

Felix held her up against him as she wilted into unconsciousness. "How long will she be out?" he asked throwing her over his shoulder so he could climb back out of the window.

It wasn't until they were on the ground that he was answered. "Tomorrow." Pan's voice was hard, a finality carved into it – everything would be easier if she wasn't awake, if she couldn't convince Felix to turn against him or to run away and tell the others.

That was what Felix used to convince himself that this was the best thing for her, Pan would kill her because she'd never be on his side willingly again – Felix justified his own actions as just trying to keep her alive. And that would only happen if she wasn't apart of what Pan would do – so she had to be knocked out, whether or not she'd hate him when she woke up.

…

He laid her down gently away from the well, too excited to do more than sweep the hair out of her face before standing and following his leader. "You never cease to amaze me Peter," he said, not realizing the danger of what was to come – thinking the reason Pan had allowed him a chance to take Rapunzel was only further proof of how she was wrong about him. "Outwitting the evil queen in less than a day, it's impressive."

He smiled cruelly as he moved to the well, holding the curse tight in his hand. "She loves the boy," he said in response. "And that makes her weak." He looked up at Felix, seeing the loyalty etched in his face – that loyalty, and his foolish love for the girl made Felix more weak than even Regina; and it's what Pan counted on - having her there now only ensured that Felix would do anything he asked without question. "This is it, this is where we'll cast it. The ingredients," he demanded holding out his hand.

Felix looked down the well before looking over his shoulder to where he'd laid Rapunzel. "When this is over, will they all be dead?" he asked, knowing that though it would make her hate them all the more it would be easier. He could hold her and let her grieve for the people she thought she'd cared about, but she'd get over it – she always did.

"Worse," Pan said knowing what Felix was thinking, "they'll be slaves to this new land that we're making with no idea who they once were. Death is final Felix," he said watching the other boy smirk in agreement, "their suffering will be eternal." He watched as Felix looked back to Rapunzel, and he rolled his eyes at him before tossing in the first ingredient. "Her memories will remain," was all he told Felix – not even smiling as he thought of what would really happen. He'd thought long and hard of what he'd do, and he refused the smile that wished to spread across his mouth.

Pan tossed in another bottle and looked at Felix, his eyes heavy and unhappy. "What she did is child's play compared to what I have in mind."

"I knew you'd win," he said with a smile, almost wishing Rapunzel was awake and tied down if only to see that he'd been right. "Peter Pan never fails."

Pan smiled ruefully as he dropped the last bottle, watching Felix's brows knit together when nothing happened. "Are we missing something?" he asked, having collected everything that had been on the list.

"Yes," Pan said emotionlessly.

"What is it?"

Without a care in the world he stated simply; "the heart of the thing I love most."

A sinking feeling settled in his stomach, seeing something was wrong with the way Pan stared at him expectantly. "You mean your son's heart, Rumpelstiltskin?" he asked, praying he'd say yes.

"No, no I never loved Rumple," Pan answered.

Felix thought of who then, and he turned to where Rapunzel lay unable to wake for hours more. "You're not taking her heart," he whispered, not even thinking that was a possibility.

Pan smiled amused at how quickly Felix's thoughts had gone to her, not even thinking of himself. "She was right," he admitted with a shrug. "I never really cared for her."

He looked at Pan relieved he wouldn't kill her; though he was entirely put off by what Pan had said, when not even two days before Pan had sworn he did care for her. But that still didn't answer the more pressing question, and with each passing second his stomach coiled more. "Well then whose heart do we need? Who do you love?"

Pan exhaled heavily seeing he'd have to spell it out for him – that Felix couldn't begin to imagine that he'd ever think of doing such a thing. "Love can mean many things, Felix, it doesn't just come from romance or family," he said watching Felix's eyes flick to Rapunzel – seeing the boy was slowly figuring it out. "It can also come from loyalty, friendship. Only one person has always believed in Pan."

He stared at Pan not understanding how he could be thinking of this. "That's me," he said softly, realizing then as he stared at Pan's uncaring eyes that Rapunzel had been right all along.

He smiled at Felix when he saw the boy turn to Rapunzel, horribly lost and afraid. "Don't be afraid," he told him pleasantly, "be flattered."

Felix yelled no, tried to stop him but Pan had shocked him senseless. And so instead of fighting as he should have, he stood unable to comprehend that Peter Pan only cared for himself – had never truly cared for him. But by then it was too late, he was already on his knees choking under the weight of a horrible pain as Pan crushed his heart. And then he was dead.

…

Felix rolled on his side gasping as he coughed, scooting back toward Rapunzel and away from Pan.

"Come on Felix," Pan said teasingly, "it wasn't that bad."

He looked behind Pan to see the curse slowly swarming up through the well. "You killed me," he said knowing how idiotic he sounded but not understanding what had happened. Pan crushed his heart, he should be dead. He had been dead. And yet there he was.

Pan smiled down at him obviously unconcerned with what he had done. "You don't have much time. I bought you enough to get out of here, but the curse will kill you, so you'd better hurry."

Felix looked up at him confused before seeing the swirling green smoke and backing away again. He was being told to leave, he was being completely abandoned in a world he didn't know – and Pan had happily killed him.

"Take her with you," Pan told him, "the curse will kill her as well."

He turned to him startled at hearing that. "But you said it would only take their memories, doesn't that apply to her too?" he asked.

But Pan smiled again. "That was before I gave you her heart," he said happily.

"What?" Felix cried crawling to her and gathering her in his arms.

"She's fine, Felix," Pan said irritably, watching as the curse inched closer. "She won't be if you take any longer," he said watching as Felix stood holding her. "Consider this my gratitude," he said blandly, not caring if they both died if he got what he wanted in the end.

Felix looked at Pan's bland and savage face before holding her tighter and rushing away from the storm that was now coming. The sun had already risen when he stepped out of the woods, and if the others weren't exacting their own plans he might have come across one of them – but the streets were blissfully empty as he hurried to the edge of Storybrook, stopping as he stared at the red line not knowing what would happen to her if he stepped over it.

"Wake up," he urged, lowering her to the ground so he could shake her. "Come on Rapunzel," he said begging her, looking over his shoulder in case anyone had seen him. Her eyes were open when he looked back to her, confused and dazed but completely fine and alive.

Cami sat up, leaning against him when her head began spinning, and stared at the line she was sitting beside. "What happened?" she asked, knowing something must have for Felix to want to leave with Pan here. He helped her to her feet and stood staring at the ground looking almost ashamed. "Felix?" she asked, worry growing in her the longer he stayed quiet.

"You were right," he said quietly, looking at her with such brokenness in his eyes that it scared her. "We have to leave, now," he said knowing she wouldn't be happy about it.

And he wasn't wrong. "You want to leave with Pan still out there and the others trying to stop him?" she asked incredulous. "That's not happening."

"There's a curse," he said trying to stop her from leaving, trying for anything but having to tell her what had happened.

She turned to him, already having made to walk back to the town. "Another one?" she asked, entirely sick of magic all together in that moment. "Then I'm definitely not leaving," she told him. "This is my home, Felix. These are my friends, my family. I'm sorry but I can't leave them."

He stared helplessly at her as she began walking away, realizing the only way to keep her there was to tell her the truth. "I'm gonna die," he called to her, watching her entire body still as he knew it would. She slowly walked back to him unable to believe what he'd said was true. "The curse will kill me," he said when she stopped in front of him, "and you."

"You want me to leave knowing everyone here will die?" she asked, barely able to comprehend that idea let alone that he thought she'd just go.

He shook his head. "It won't kill them, they'll just forget who they are."

She stared at him horribly confused and conflicted because if she stayed she would die and Felix would die because he wouldn't leave her. "Why us?"

He didn't want to answer that, he didn't want to have to tell her but he needed to make her see that leaving was their only option. "He needed the heart of the thing he loves most," he told her watching the shock explode behind her eyes because she already knew who that was.

And she did, but it made no sense. "Why aren't you dead then?" she asked, not understanding anything anymore.

"I was," he answered. He stood and waited for her to get it, watching her eyes dance over his face as she thought – and then her face filled with horror and she brought her hands to her chest realizing what Pan had done. "Rapunzel I am so sorry," he said trying to reach for her but she recoiled from his touch. "We have to go," he urged her gently, knowing if anyone spotted them her decision would be made for her.

She looked at him so torn with what to do. "I can't," she whispered.

"Tell me you are not actually considering this," he said ready to just throw her over his shoulder again and force her to leave.

She looked at him as though he were insane. "I will lose all of my memories if I cross that line," she said nearly yelling, seeing he now understood why she couldn't. "I won't know you anymore. And they," she said breaking off as she turned to the town.

Felix moved to stand beside her, watching her eyes glance over the space in front of her and knowing she was thinking over every possibility. "They'll find a way," she said sounding unconvinced.

He sighed shaking his head. "There isn't time, and you don't know that they will."

"They'll find a way," she said again as though he hadn't spoken, her voice firmer as she steeled herself with belief. He watched her no longer knowing what she was thinking, guessing she was convincing herself to go back because out of chance she might not die. "They always find a way," she said turning to him with hope in her eyes. "That's just who they are."

He could see the decision she'd made settling on her shoulders like a heavy weight, and it honestly scared him.

"Tell me you love me," she said softly, stepping to his chest and grabbing the front of his shirt in her small fists. "I want to hear you say it, at least once."

He looked down at her lost for what was going through her head, only that it sounded very much like a goodbye. "I love you," he breathed, his voice broken on the wind as he waited for what she'd do. And she surprised him, pulling him closer and kissing him as though she never would again before pushing him back.

"You won't like me," she told him, tears streaming down her face as she let him go. "But give me a chance."

He stared at her uncertain before he finally understood, though it was too late because she stepped over the line. "Rapunzel," he yelled in shock as he rushed to her, taking her face in his hands and looking her over; relieved to find her okay. "Are you alright?" he asked when he saw her confused face. "Rapunzel?"

Cami stared up at the boy with the crude scar running down his face. "Who's Rapunzel?" she asked him. "And who the hell are you?"

Tada! You guys have no idea how long I've been waiting to do this - and now I'm very excited to continue because Felix not only has to deal with the fact that Cami doesn't know who he is anymore, but also they both have to figure out how to live in the real world. I hope you all enjoyed, and that you continue reading. Thank you all so much.