Meanwhile, in a certain palace, Neal was found and brought inside after ending up in the world of The Enchanted Forest. He suddenly woke up and realized that he was alive and a warrior woman was currently looking down at him once he regained consciousness.

"Who are you?" The warrior woman asked him.

Neal then gave her his name and soon, two other people came in.

"Is he well?" Aurora asked the warrior woman.

"Well enough to be questioned." Mulan answered rather bluntly.

Aurora then poured a glass of water. "Here. Drink. Drink. You must be thirsty." she then said, giving the glass to the man in their land.

Neal then took a sip of water to hydrate himself. "Where am I?" he then asked wearily.

"You're in our kingdom." Aurora informed.

"Where's your... Where's your kingdom?" Neal wondered curiously.

"The Enchanted Forest." Phillip said like it was obvious.

"My dear friends Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather found you." Aurora added.

"I'm back." Neal realized.

"Back?" Aurora asked curiously. "You mean you're from here?"

"He's lying. Look at his clothes," Mulan shook her head. "He's from the same world Emma, Evie, and Snow are from."

"Emma? Emma Swan?" Neal asked out of interest and hope. "You know her?"

Mulan looked surprised at the question. "How do you know her?" she then asked out of surprise and intrigue.

"She's... She's my... I-I don't know, but she's in danger I have to get back to her," Neal strained as he tried to explain before he tried to sit up urgently. "I have to help her."

"You have to rest," Phillip suggested. "You were gravely injured when we found you. Were you hit by some kind of arrow?" he then asked.

"45 Caliber Arrow," Neal said as he looked at his bandage before looking at the trio in front of him. "Look, I-I need your help. I need to know that Emma and Henry are alright."

"You're... You're Henry's father?" Audrey guessed curiously.

Neal nodded in response.

"I was once under a sleeping curse. Snow taught me how to control the nightmare. And with practice, I'm able to walk the dream world, find others who have passed through," Aurora then said thoughtfully. "It's possible I can make contact with them. If I can, what would you like me to tell them?" she then offered as Neal began to stand up out of his seat.

"Tell Emma I'm alive, and I love her." Neal requested.

Aurora nodded before she called out. "Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather. I need you!"

"Where are they then?" Neal wondered. "Audrey and Lonnie?"

"...I'm sorry, who?" Mulan asked curiously.

"...They must not be born yet..." Neal murmured to himself.

Mulan continued to glance at Neal while he smiled nervously at the warrior woman. Eventually, the Three Good Fairies came in to cast a sleeping spell on Aurora to help her deliver Neal's message and allowed Phillip to stay by his Sleeping Beauty's side. Neal soon began to try to get adjusted to his surroundings while sitting with Mulan as they waited to see what would happen next.

"Feeling better?" Mulan asked Neal as they waited.

"Yeah." Neal nodded.

Mulan continued to study and observe Neal a bit.

"Dear Neal... How did you get here?" Fauna soon asked.

"If you don't mind us asking." Merryweather added.

"No, I don't mind... I'll try to explain to you," Neal replied. "I fell through a portal. I thought... I thought I was gonna die, and... and I thought about this place. I thought about growing up here," he then explained. "That's how portals work. They take you to wherever you think of."

"He's right." Fauna agreed.

"Well, what's it like, the other world?" Mulan wondered.

"Uh, well, for starters, they think this place is just a fairy tale." Neal explained.

"Fairy Tale? Well, they must be stories about us, right?" Merryweather asked hopefully since she and Fauna were fairies.

"Well, yeah, there are some fairies... And there are other stories. Like... Like a legend," Neal explained. "Like we're all just characters in a story."

"I'm in a story?" Mulan asked curiously.

"Yeah. They made a movie about you," Neal nodded at the warrior woman. "It's actually pretty good."

"Ooh..." Fauna and Merryweather replied, very intrigued before they looked a little confused, but didn't say anything.

Mulan looked even more curious. "What's a movie?" she then asked.

"Yeah, good question." Merryweather admitted.

"I'm sure Flora has an idea." Fauna suggested.

"Uh..." Neal paused thoughtfully.

Flora continued to look after Aurora with Phillip before the human woman began to whimper. "She's waking up." she informed before taking out her wand and waved it, sprinkling crimson sparks down on the princess to wake her up properly.

Phillip then helped Aurora back down on the ground.

"Aurora, dear, are you okay?" Fauna asked as she flew over along with Merryweather.

"What did you see?" Merryweather added. "It wasn't Maleficent, was it?"

"It's worse than I feared," Aurora explained with regret in her voice. "I couldn't make contact. I wish I could be more help. I-I fear no one can."

"Oh, dear..." The fairies frowned in concern.

Neal had an idea, however. "My father can. He always had a plan. Uh, he would've left something behind if he ever found himself back here," he then told the others. "Something that can be used to contact Emma, to get to her. I know it. I just need to get to his castle."

"Who's your father?" Phillip asked.

"Rumplestiltskin." Neal admitted.

"Oh, my!" The Three Good Fairies panicked at that name.

"The Dark One..." Flora murmured.

"The evilest of evil, even more than Maleficent and Carabosse." Fauna added.

"Some say he might even be worse than the legendary Black Fairy." Merryweather remarked.

"I know, I know, but you gotta trust me," Neal frowned. "Please."

"Flora, Fauna, Merryweather, you stay here," Aurora told her fairy godmothers gently. "We're going to help our new friend."

"Even if he's the son of Rumplestiltskin?" Flora asked cautiously.

"I trust him," Aurora nodded. "And I trust you three to look after the kingdom until we get back."

"Are you sure about this?" Fauna asked nervously.

"We were assigned to protect you ever since you were a baby, especially as Sleeping Beauty." Flora reminded.

"I know that, but I feel like I can trust this man," Aurora told them. "If I need help, I know how to reach you three, now, please. Promise me you'll keep an eye on the kingdom."

Flora and Fauna still looked nervous until Merryweather decided to speak up as she was the more pragmatic one of the trio.

"You can count on us, Aurora. We'll look after the kingdom and everything else."

"Oh, thank you," Aurora smiled warmly as she hugged the three of them. "It's going to be okay, I promise."

Flora and Fauna gave Merryweather a look for speaking for all of them and she just shamelessly and innocently shrugged at them in reply.

Later in a sandy desert, Neal and Mulan were walking across together once the man began to memorize the way to his father's place. Aurora was on her way with them only to be stopped and go back home because she suddenly began to feel sick and wasn't sure why, so The Three Good Fairies looked after her while Phillip took care of things for his Sleeping Beauty in her condition.

"Can I ask you a question?" Mulan spoke up to Neal.

"Yeah, I don't know how to explain what a movie is." Neal replied sheepishly.

"You say you're fighting for Emma, but she never mentioned you when she was here. Why is that?" Mulan then said and asked curiously based on what she remembered about the blonde woman.

Neal sighed sharply, but he still remained honest. "Because I broke her heart. I let her go so she could break the curse and fulfill her destiny," he then explained to the warrior woman. "And when it was broken I could've gone after her. I could've told her I loved her. But... I was afraid she would never forgive me, so I wound up taking the easy way out, which is not trying."

"Your belief in love wasn't strong enough to overcome your fear of rejection." Mulan realized.

"Yeah. Greatest regret of my life, not one I wish upon anyone." Neal nodded.

Mulan looked soft and emotional about that advice as they continued along across the desert.

Eventually, after a while of walking, they finally made it into The Dark Castle and came inside, brushing some cobwebs in the process.

"It appears abandoned." Mulan remarked.

Neal soon found a chalice, then tasted the drink inside of it. "No, someone's here," he then said before an arrow suddenly whooshed and pinned the wall right next to him, missing him by a couple of inches. "Whoa!"

"The first was a warning, m'lady," A man's voice said before Neal and Mulan looked to see a hooded stranger armed with a bow and arrow. "Chivalry and all that."

"Who are you?" Mulan wondered.

"The name's Robin." The archer informed.

"No way. Robin Hood?" Neal wondered out of shock.

"That's my street name anyway as I grew up as Robin Locksley until I became a certain age," The archer explained. "I'd bow, but this quiver's rather tight. Now, what are you doing trespassing in my castle?" he then explained and demanded.

"This castle belongs to The Dark One," Mulan retorted. "It is you who trespasses."

"He hasn't been seen since the Queen's curse," Robin snorted. "If he ever shows up, I'll be happy to vacate."

"No need. In fact, you can have it," Neal then said. "I just... I need to look around for a bit."

"And who would you be to grant such title?" Robin then asked.

"In this land I'm known as Baelfire," Neal explained calmly. "I'm his son."

Robin's eyes widened before he then calmed down and began to retract his bow and arrow. "My apologies. Go ahead." he then said.

Neal scoffed in disbelief before smirking. "You don't wanna see ID?" he then asked.

"Who would claim to be that who wasn't?" Robin smirked in response.

"Yeah, good point." Neal admitted.

"Your father would not stand for imposters," Robin then explained knowingly. "He had quite a temper."

"You knew my father?" Neal asked out of shock.

"We crossed paths once, yes." Robin nodded.

"Most crossings with my father don't end well." Neal memorized softly.

"It was touch and go," Robin soon recollected. "He spared my life. I owe him a debt."

"I'm happy to collect. I'm looking for something he left here," Neal then said to the famous outlaw. "Magical item."

"Well, I'm very sorry to disappoint, but I arrived shortly after the curse, the place was cleaned out," Robin soon said. "Nothing of any value remains."

Neal shook his head as he looked down at the floor, finding what looked like a cane as he picked it up. "No. Thieves and looters would only take what they could see." he then started to tell Robin and Mulan.

"What's magical of a knotted old cane?" Mulan wondered. "Probably belonged to one of the looters."

"No. It belonged to him. See these markings?" Neal explained and pointed out. "He's keeping track of me growing." he then began to twirl the stick like a staff and suddenly after the gesture, a painting in the corner of the room disappeared, revealing a large cupboard.

"I've handled that walking stick a dozen times. It never released a cloaking spell before." Robin remarked.

"My father enchanted objects so that what might be a useless piece of wood in the hands of a looter would become magical in his." Neal clarified to the outlaw.

"Or in the hands of his only son." Mulan added thoughtfully.

"Yeah, he called it blood magic," Neal nodded. "Might not always seem like it, but family was important to Dear Old Dad."

"So... what's in there?" Robin wondered.

"Let's find out," Neal said before he soon opened the secret cupboard, looking among the various dusty and ancient items for the one he needed. "I spent my entire life running from magic. Now it's the only thing that can help me," he soon said to the warrior and outlaw with him as he grabbed a crystal ball and held onto it, trying to get some sort of connection, but nothing was happening. "It's not working. Why isn't it working?" he then pouted as he put the crystal ball down on the table.

"Don't think of a place. Think of her. Of Emma," Mulan advised since it was probably different from portals. "And more than that how you feel about her."

Neal nodded as he decided to take that advice, then grabbed the magic snow globe again. The good news was that Mulan's advice did the trick, but the bad news was that he realized where his son's mother was. "Oh, no. It can't be." he then murmured.

"What's wrong?" Robin asked, sounding concerned. "Isn't she there?"

"Yes, but that's not Storybrooke," Neal explained. "Emma's in Neverland." he then suddenly left and went into another part of The Dark Castle and went straight for a wardrobe as Robin and Mulan followed behind him to see what the problem was.

"You found the crystal ball. What else are you looking for?" Mulan wondered.

"It showed me where Emma is, not how to get her." Neal explained as he continue to look around before he found a golden crown with blue gemstones all around it that looked like it could fit a very small child before he tossed it aside.

"Um, not sure you can find a horse in there, mate." Robin spoke up dubiously.

"I don't need a horse. I need a portal," Neal explained as he kept searching. "A way to create a portal."

"Why don't you calm down and tell me what the problem is?" Robin asked. "Perhaps I can assist." he then offered.

Neal sighed as he decided to stop avoiding telling Mulan and Robin what was going on. "Henry is trapped in Neverland with Peter Pan who's hands-down the nastiest person I've ever met." he then confessed.

Mulan raised an eyebrow out of confusion. "I saw Emma in this ball, not Henry." she then remarked.

"Listen, I was in Neverland. Pan was looking for a boy. A specific boy," Neal explained. "I know he had some picture of him on a scroll. He called him the truest believer."

"And you believe that to be Henry?" Mulan then asked.

"It has to be. That's the only reason Emma would be in Neverland," Neal nodded and added. "Help me look. Lots of things make portals. Beans. Magic mirrors. Ruby slippers. Some kind of ashes."

Suddenly, there was a loud clatter and after being startled by the noise, a rather large man along with two other Merry Men came into the room. "What the hell was that?" the large man demanded.

"Stand down, Little John. We're fine." Robin reassured his men.

From behind, a young boy regarded the proceeding with curiosity and approached the outlaw in front of him. Robin smiled as he then scooped up the boy in his arms.

"Who's this?" Neal smiled warmly.

"Merry Men come in all sizes," Robin explained proudly. "This is my son, Roland."

Neal smiled since the sight of Roland gave him an idea. "I know how to get to Neverland. I know how to get to Henry." he then told the others.

"What are you suggesting?" Mulan asked. "We use the kid as live bait?"

"Exactly." Neal nodded.

Robin looked offended and disturbed by that idea. "I think Papa's new friend and him have to have a talk right now, Roland," he then told his son before setting him down on the floor. "Look after him." he then told his Merry Men.

"You know we will." Little John promised his good friend.

Robin nodded at that as he grabbed a lantern as it was starting to get dark outside before looking at Neal with exasperation as they discussed the plan. "Are you out of your mind? He's four years old!" he then scolded the other man.

"The shadow won't touch him, I promise." Neal reassured.

"How do you know that?" Robin scoffed in response.

"Because I've done that before. It was what took me to Neverland as a kid. All Roland has to do is summon it," Neal told him. "That's it. I'll take it from there. I'll be the one going to Neverland. Not him."

"At best, my toddler is a bait," Robin defended in worry for his only child. "At worst something goes wrong and a demonic shadow carries him through a portal to the nastiest person you've ever met." he then reminded firmly.

"Look, Robin. I have to get there." Neal insisted.

Robin sighed in response. "I lost my wife a while back. For that, we almost didn't have Roland. She was so sick. Now, she's gone. He's all I have. I can't lose him." he then said, still sounding very hesitant.

"So you know how I feel. I need my boy. And Emma," Neal begged. "They're all I have."

"So, because I know what it is to value family, I should risk mine?" Robin scoffed out of anger.

Neal frowned and sighed. "When she was sick, your wife, how did she live so that she could have your boy?" he then asked, though he seemed to already know the answer.

"You know how." Robin reminded him.

"My father. He saved her," Neal then answered. "And your son."

Robin was shown to still be looking visibly uneasily. He turned away from Neal before facing the other man again. "Ah. Right. Once. He stands at the window. He calls out once. That doesn't take, that's it. No second chance," he then warned the other man. "I already lost my family longer than I would have wanted to, especially my baby sister, I won't lose my son."

Neal nodded, though he was still insistent on his own needs. "You've got to understand this is my second chance, Mr. Locksley," he then told the other man before looking curious. "...No," he then murmured in surprise. "Can't be... Does the name Goldie ring a bell?" he then wondered.

"You know of my sister?" Robin asked with wide eyes.

"Oh, yeah, we're on a first-name basis... It's actually a long story..." Neal replied thoughtfully until he had another idea. "...I might be able to help you get her back too."

"Now you're just talking crazy," Robin shook his head. "First this shadow business and now you say you know my sister."

"It's complicated, but you still have to help me," Neal insisted. "I'm sure after this, I'll be able to find your sister someway, somehow. I'll pay you back." he then vowed.

"...You better know what you're doing." Robin warned firmly in response as he looked hopeful and thoughtful about seeing his sister again.

"Believe me, I do," Neal promised. "I won't let you down."

Robin nodded firmly in response before they went to go and get Mulan to get ready for Neal's plan to summon Peter Pan's shadow as it was getting late at night and Roland was being put in his nightshirt since he should be in bed by now. Soon, Neal and Robin were waiting for Mulan and Roland to enact the plan which would begin very soon.

"So... You're Goldie's brother, huh?" Neal asked. "That sounds interesting at least."

"Yes, my sister is a very interesting person based on what I remember," Robin nodded before he looked thoughtful and wistful. "...How is she by the way?" he then asked softly.

"Well, she seems alright, but she definitely seemed like she was in trouble a lot," Neal commented softly. "She was on her own and she seemed a lot like me when I first met Emma. She didn't mention you though."

"I suppose I can't blame her for that, especially when we've been alone for practically our whole lives." Robin said as he looked out the window a bit distantly as he thought about his long-lost sister.

"...Tell me?" Neal gently requested.

"Tell you? Tell you what?" Robin asked.

"Tell me about your lives together, I can tell that there's a lot more to what you're saying," Neal said gently. "Maybe I'll see her again and I can pass a message along for you."

Robin sighed sharply before he looked at Neal. "Gilda and I didn't exactly have the best childhood," he then began to explain softly. "My earliest memory is being bounced on my father's knee and being told about our family legacy. You see, we come from a long line of master thieves, who kept all their secrets of sneaking and stealing in an ancient book."

"So you're training your son to be an outlaw too?" Neal guessed.

"A heroic outlaw of course," Robin nodded as he continued to explain. "Gilda and I used to live in a place called Sherwood Forest. It was winter, and when I was supposed to inherit the book next, we heard a horrifying sound. Mama and Papa told us to run, I was the first to the door and that's when I saw them: three savage bears. Gilda and I survived, but Mama and Papa weren't so lucky. There was nothing I could do for my mother and father..." he then concluded glumly before he took out what looked like an old, stuffed fox before he hugged it. "Gilda and I were both poor and alone and were dumped at the local orphanage and there we met a life-long buddy for both of us."

"Little John?" Neal guessed.

"You got it," Robin nodded at that. "Little John, Gilda, and I were walking through the forest one day, laughing back and forth at what the other one has to say, reminiscing this and that and having such a good time... Gilda got separated from us, I can't remember what it was, but she was suddenly gone."

"She just left?" Neal frowned.

"I don't think she would leave us, but I just know that what felt like a normal day like when before my parents perished, I had a hard time moving on," Robin replied before shivering at his childhood memory. "It was almost like she was gone within the shadows, so I ran away and Little John came with me, and we've never looked back since then."

Neal looked very concerned as the term about shadows really had him curious as he felt like he probably knew what happened to Goldie all those years ago.

"That's why I hope you know what you're doing with this shadow you speak of," Robin told Neal. "If you do see my sister though, tell her that her big brother misses her very much and would go through Hell and back just to get her back and bring our family together."

"You got it, Robin." Neal nodded and promised.

Robin nodded at that before looking over once Roland and Mulan made it over and it was now time to get into position.

"I'll be right here next to the window. Robin, behind the table. Neal, you need to be there, under the sill. You'll come up right under the shadow." Mulan instructed.

"That's a good plan." Robin noted.

"I know." Mulan replied proudly.

Neal and Robin soon began to move a piece of the furniture under the sill.

"Hood. Man, thanks again." Neal said thankfully.

"Thank me when your family is back together." Robin then said.

Neal shrugged at that in response.

"What?" Robin then asked in concern.

"I'm gonna save them, but back together; we'll see." Neal explained wearily.

"I thought you said you loved them." Robin reminded gently.

"I do, but we shall see if I can win her back." Neal said before he sat down thoughtfully.

"Why wouldn't you?" Mulan asked as she moved some furniture around as well.

"'Cuz I screwed up the first time. Hopefully, I'll get another chance," Neal admitted softly to them. "When Emma told me that she loved me I waited way too long before I said I felt the same. I won't make that same mistake again."

"I'm sure she'll forgive you." Mulan advised.

"I hope so. I've learned that lesson the hard way. When you love someone you don't keep it in," Neal replied. "You say it."

Mulan looked thoughtful and emotional about that advice.

Neal soon looked over at Robin's childhood stuffed fox. "Robin, could I borrow this?" he then asked.

"Whatever for? It's a childhood toy." Robin reminded.

"Yes, but I'm likely to see your sister," Neal gently replied. "Maybe if I take this with me, she can help tell me more about what happened and I can figure out a way for you two to reunite."

"...This better be worth it." Robin sharply sighed as he handed over his childhood toy to his new companion.

"It will be. I promise." Neal reassured before he carefully pocketed the stuffed fox.

The door soon opened as Little John came into the room, holding Roland. "You ready?" he then asked his best friend.

"I suppose. Come here, little man," Robin replied as he scooped Roland up and carefully let his son down on the floor, crouching down to be at eye level with his son. "Okay. Now, Daddy's gonna be right there, okay?" he then said before pointing out at the table. "It might be loud, but nothing's gonna hurt you. You understand?" he then asked.

Roland nodded in response.

"You remember what you have to say?" Robin then asked his son.

"Yeah. I say-" Roland began to say eagerly from memory.

"NO! Not yet! Wait!" The adults quickly stopped him before he would trigger the shadow too early.

"Not yet," Mulan advised the boy. "Positions." she then told the men in the room.

"Okay," Robin said before he hugged and kissed his son tenderly, then crouched behind the table while everyone else took their own positions, Mulan having her sword ready. "Okay, Roland. Say it." he soon told his son.

Roland mustered up all of his possible courage as he looked out the window. "I believe." he then said.

Everyone braced themselves for impact and waited. However, it felt like nothing was happening and the plan didn't seem to work.

"Maybe if he says it again," Neal suggested. "Just once more."

"No, I'm sorry, mate," Robin shook his head as he began to go back over to his son. "That's it."

Suddenly, the window opened and the shadow came into the room.

Robin then stepped in to take his son out of the shadow's reach. "NO!" he then called out as the shadow tried to seize Roland by the hand.

Roland screamed and panicked as he tried to hold onto his father for dear life.

"Hey!" Robin yelled out, trying to stop the shadow.

"I got him!" Mulan told the men as she wielded her sword toward the shadow and managed to hurt the shadow, causing it to retreat. "Neal, go!" she then told the other man.

Neal nodded as he soon leapt out of the window and was grabbed by Pan's shadow to take him to where he needed to go and that was the last the others had ever saw of him. After that happened, Robin soon saw how late it was and decided to tuck his son in for the night.

Mulan soon joined Robin as they looked down at the sleeping boy. "Is he all right?" she asked softly.

"Yes. Thank you, Mulan. I owe you much," Robin replied softly. "He doesn't have a scratch on him."

"I planned it that way." Mulan nodded.

"So, what now for you? What will you do?" Robin wondered. "If you'd cared to put your considerable skills to use there's a place for you among my Merry Man," he then offered to the warrior. "You'd be the first woman. I hope that's not deterrent."

"I've been in that position before." Mulan smiled in memory.

"Is that a yes?" Robin asked hopefully.

"I'm honored," Mulan replied but she clearly had something else on her mind. "But, there's someone I need to talk to before it's too late."

"A loved one." Robin remarked as he seemed to know.

"We shall see." Mulan replied hopefully before she left The Dark Castle to go back to a certain place.

Back at Aurora's palace, she was working in the gardens of her palace as Flora helped out with her skills in phytokinetic magic.

"You know, dear, when you were a baby, I wanted to turn you into a flower to hide from Maleficent since you wouldn't be able to prick your finger," Flora sweetly told Aurora. "We thought you'd be perfectly safe until Merryweather suggested that Maleficent would send in a frost. She always ruined my nicest flowers." she then sighed and pouted.

"At least your heart was in the right place and we don't have to worry about that anymore." Aurora gently told her fairy godmother.

"Yes, quite right," Flora smiled. "It's also so exciting. I'm sure I speak for myself, Fauna, and Merryweather when we say we can't wait to meet-" she then started to say hopefully.

"Mulan?" Aurora suddenly asked once she saw someone coming into the garden.

"Mulan? But we've met her before, dear~" Flora reminded until she saw the warrior in question approaching. "Oh... I see~"

Mulan smiled bashfully in response.

"I'll give you two some privacy." Flora decided as she decided to go back over to where Fauna and Merryweather would be.

"Thank you, Flora," Aurora nodded at the red fairy before she smiled back at the warrior woman. "How long have you been there? What are you doing?" she then asked Mulan as she approached her.

"I'm just gathering my courage." Mulan explained as she walked over to Aurora.

"What's going on?" Aurora asked with a sweet smile. "I'm so glad you're back."

"Is Phillip here?" Mulan asked as she looked around then.

"No. Shall I go get him?" Aurora said and offered.

"No. That's unnecessary. It's you I wanna talk to," Mulan reassured. "You see, I-" she then stopped as Aurora had a very dreamy smile on her face. "Why do you keep smiling at me?" she then finally asked.

"I can tell you're bursting with news, but so am I." Aurora explained bashfully.

"You are?" Mulan asked with a hopeful smile.

"Phillip and I are expecting a baby," Aurora announced proudly. "Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather used magic to help tell me since I felt sick before you guys left to The Dark Castle."

Mulan blinked as she waited a moment before smiling hesitantly. "That's excellent news." she then said, though she didn't sound fully happy.

"It's like a dream come true~" Aurora beamed as she hugged Mulan. "Now, please, please tell me your news." she then requested.

"I'm joining Robin Hood's band." Mulan explained.

"What? You're leaving us?" Aurora then asked out of shock.

"Yes. Afraid so. Goodbye." Mulan nodded as she then turned to leave before blinking as a very sad tear rolled down her right cheek as she felt emotionally crushed that it was clear that Aurora and Phillip were in love with each other and nothing she could do would ever change that.

Flora soon came back over along with Fauna and Merryweather.

"Is Mignon okay, dear?" Fauna asked the Sleeping Beauty.

"Her name is Mulan and I think so," Aurora replied. "She said she was going to join Robin Hood's Merry Men."

"Well, considering she saved The Northern Wei empire and became a noble hero in The Emperor's eyes, I'd say that's a thrilling honor for her, especially for her family," Merryweather said gently. "Why do you seem unsure?"

"I don't know why, but she seemed a little sad," Aurora replied. "I guess she'll just miss me a lot."

"Perhaps, dear..." Flora cooed. "I wouldn't worry too much about it though, Mulan seems like a very strong and brave woman."

"Yes... You're right... Also perhaps we'll see each other again." Aurora nodded at her fairy godmothers as she rubbed her stomach while Mulan went into the woods.

Soon, the four went back inside as it was getting late for all of them while Mulan decided to see Robin and The Merry Men again. The men were shown to be sitting around a campfire before seeing Mulan as she was welcomed to their camp.

"Welcome." Robin told Mulan as he shook her hand and led her over to the fire.

Mulan smiled sadly as she brushed her tears away to go and join her new friends.

Meanwhile, back in Neverland, Neal was still flying with the shadow before he was suddenly dropped to the ground and once he landed, he was greeted by the Lost Boy known as Felix who emerged from the bushes mysteriously. "Welcome home, Baelfire. Pan will be so happy to see you~" he then greeted the adult man.

Neal groaned slightly before he took out the stuffed fox he borrowed from Robin Hood and looked relieved to see that it was still safe and in one piece during the journey to Neverland.

Soon, Felix was escorting Neverland's newest prisoner through the jungle as Neal's hands were tied by a rope. "Feels like just yesterday I welcomed you to Neverland the first time, Baelfire," he then smirked at the adult man. "Gotta say, hoped I'd never see you again."

"Then maybe Pan shouldn't have taken my son." Neal scoffed in response.

"Maybe you should've left well enough alone." Felix retorted.

"I'm gonna get him back." Neal replied out of determination.

"You really believe that? You were a Lost Boy," Felix reminded with a smirk. "You know Peter Pan's not be to trifled with. You know how long he's been searching for the heart of the truest believer. Do you really believe he'll just... give him up?"

"Maybe, if I ask nicely." Neal shrugged innocently before he began to get free from his ropes in secret.

"You may have grown up, Baelfire, but it would appear you have grown up stupid." Felix tutted and smirked.

"I have grown up. I don't know if I'm stupid or not, but I do know I know how to tie an overhand knot." Neal retorted before he got his hands free and he knocked Felix out suddenly.

Felix grunted and groaned as he fell flat to the ground as Neal removed his jacket and took out the stuffed fox in one of his pockets.

"I'm not a boy anymore, Felix, and I sure as hell ain't lost." Neal told the fallen boy as he soon ran off through the jungle once he was free to roam about.

In a certain treehouse, Peter smirked as he saw Goldie for the first time in years. "I see you at least remembered to do part of your job with Greg and Tamara," he then told her. "They brought over the boy I need and you came over with your new friends~"

"Leave them alone..." Goldie frowned.

"Do they know, Goldilocks? Do they know the story of you being my favorite Lost Girl?" Peter smirked before looking at Jay, Carlos, and Lonnie. "Do they especially know? I know at least two of these folks will make great Lost Boys... Especially the little freckled one~"

"Don't you dare touch them, Pan," Goldie narrowed her eyes. "Or else I'll-"

"You'll what? Tell your big brother on me that you lost all those years ago?" Peter taunted as he approached her. "You always had an interesting way of trying to be tough when you should've been in the kitchen with your mommy making porridge that tastes just right~"

Goldie narrowed her eyes with a slight growl.

"You shouldn't get angry with me, Goldie~" Peter smirked. "You should try to think Happy Thoughts since they're the only thing that will help you survive in my domain."

"Please, Peter, it's me you want..." Goldie reminded. "Leave everyone else alone and let's settle this."

"Tempting, but I might have to decline~" Peter smirked as he walked off to the entrance of the treehouse. "Times have changed, Goldilocks, and if you don't realize that now, you might end up getting hurt like when you were a homely little girl no one wanted to adopt~"

Goldie firmly pouted and glared.

"Not even pretty enough to be one of my mermaids... What a pity, it seems like no one wants you around, Goldilocks... That's why you never should have left Neverland~" Peter smirked as he soon brought out a vial with something inside of it. "I can give you this if you change your mind and you're not exactly ready to grow up yet... It's your choice... You know where I'll be~" he then said before taking off into the night suddenly.

Goldie gasped and flinched before she narrowed her eyes, though once he was fully out of sight, she sadly pouted and a tear rolled down her cheek as she looked at the sleeping teenagers. "I won't let him get you guys, I promise." she then said softly before she decided to get some rest as well before sniffling as she cried herself to sleep that night.