A/N: Last time I'll interrupt the story. Here is the final chapter of my series, though I am planning on posting an epilogue soon enough! Thanks to everyone (again) who has stuck around to read my story.


Pan rowed the boat towards the underground tunnel, Arthur looking around at their surroundings in awe. His hand drifted towards the green water, looking at the odd wisps floating throughout.

"I wouldn't touch that, if I were you," Pan warned warily, "Not unless you want to lose all sense of self and suffer a fate worse than death."

Arthur jerked his hand away, looking horrified. "What are they?"

"Lost souls, stuck in the River Styx for the rest of eternity."

Pan rowed into the narrow entrance, grabbing the cord of the boat and stepping out. Arthur looked around curiously.

"Is that the book we're looking for?" he asked, gesturing to the large Gargoyle on top of the stone structure. Pan nodded, thrusting the rope toward him.

"I'll get it, you just ensure that this boat is still here when I get back." Arthur nodded.

Pan started up the steps, looking around for something that would be stopping him. It couldn't be this easy.

"Get off of me, you vile demon!" Arthur shouted behind him, kicking at a soul attempting to drag him into the river.

Pan glanced at the book and then back at the man helping him. He sighed, glaring at the ceiling of the cavern. He moved back down quickly, grabbing a torch on the way, thrusting it at the soul, incinerating it easily. Arthur panted, looking rather surprised, but Pan just handed him the still lit torch and turned back to get the book.

"Mate! Look out!" He was just about the grab the book when another soul grabbed it, and he cursed angrily.

Arthur, clearly ready for the creature's retreat, raised the torch to destroy it.

"No!" Pan shouted, diving from where he was running. He slid over the edge, just barely able to catch the book with one hand, using the other to support himself on the ledge.

Arthur helped pull him back, pulling him to his feet. Pan lifted the book, thrustsing it into Arthur's arm and throwing it open.

"Are you sure this will reach her?" Arthur asked, watching as Pan lined up the pages to their tears in the back of the book.

Pan didn't dignify that with a response, not wanting to admit that he wasn't sure.

Reyna and Emma sat across from one another for hours, attempting to find something useful. Reyna lifted up the storybook that Emma had been reminesing over, intent on moving it to find a different book to search in. As she touched it, it heated up in her hands, catching her off guard.

"Emma!" She said suddenly, making the blonde jump.

"What? What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Reyna was already hurriedly flipping to the end of the book, stopping when she came across pages that she had never seen before.

"Woah, what's that?" Emma asked, pointing to the picture of a ragged white stone.

"Peter found Hades weakness!" she said, pointing to the pages. "He's helping us!" Emma looked at her a little uncertain, but knew that magic worked in ways that defied all the logic she had grown up with.

She read the pages, looking at Reyna carefully. "It says that this Olympian Crystal is the only thing that can defeat him. I need to get these pages to Regina, or Zelena! They need to know what they are up against."

Reyna, oddly enough to Emma, didn't protest. She nodded, pushing Emma towards the door. "Go to the town hall, Savior! You can protect the town with that information."

Emma nodded, collecting the pages that Reyna hastily tore out, and took off running, hoping to stop Hades before anyone got hurt.

Reyna smirked once Emma was gone. "I've got a god to kill, Peter. For you."

Reyna ran towards town hall, seeing Emma getting thrown around by Zelena. She would have felt bad, but she was on a mission, and nothing would stop her. She used Pan's magic to tear through the protection spell, quickly creeping up the back stairwell to get to the mayor's office.

She stopped outside the door, watching the altercation carefully. She uncorked the small vial she had in her boot since being in the underworld, pouring some of the liquid on to the arrow clutched in her hand. She cocked the bow, pulling the arrow back to be ready at a moment's notice.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Hades said, levelling the crystal at Robin.

"Don't touch my daughter," Robin said carefully, putting the baby back in her bassonette.

"Believe me, she's not the one in danger." Hades said, now pointing at Regina. Regina's eyes widened.

"Hades, stop. This isn't worth it. If you kill me, Zelena will not forgive you."

Hades chuckled. "This? This isn't going to kill you. This is going to obliterate you. No Underworld, no moving on. One minute you exist, and the next, you don't. That's what you get for trying to turn Zelena against me."

Robin shook his head. "Please, it was my idea to break in here. Use it on me. Let Regina go."

Hades pretended to contemplate for only a minute. "How noble, but no. Ladies first." The crystal began to glow blue.

"No!" Regina shouted.

Robin dove in front of Regina in the same second Reyna released her hold on the arrow. It soared into the office, forcing Hades' arm away from Regina and Robin, sending the beam into the wall, which exploded outward, shaking the building. Hades cussed as a small amount of ichor flowed from his arm, jerking the arrow from his arm. In the next second, purple rippled around his body, freezing him into place.

"What is the meaning of this?" Hades snarled. Regina pulled Robin back towards her, both looking around for their savior.

Reyna walked in then, bow slung across her body, glaring at Hades. "Bet you didn't see that coming. So much for your plan, right?" she hissed at the frozen god. "Squid's ink can immobilize even the most powerful beings, if only for a few minutes."

Hades glared at her, when Zelena rushed in, looking more than a little confused. "Regina? Reyna? What happened?" she asked, looking at both at Hades and the gaping hole in the building.

"Hades did this," Regina said, "He tried to kill me."

"They said they wanted to kill you, Zelena. I was trying to protect you, when the Jones girl tried to play hero and shot me with squid's ink."

Regina glared at the god. "That's a lie! Well not about the squid's ink"

"Is it?" Zelena asked, waving the papers she was holding at Regina, "Because I just spoke with Emma. You were trying to kill him!"

"I was trying to protect you," Regina refuted. "He's been lying to you since his heart started beating."

"Is it true what they said," Zelena shouted, turning towards Hades, whos fingers started twitching. Reyna's eyes narrowed at this action. "Did you try to trap them in the Underworld?"

"I did it for you, so we wouldn't have to hurt anybody. But now they are here, and the only way to be safe is to destroy them so we can have a kingdom, our kingdom!" Hades told her.

"Why can't we just be happy together?" Zelena asked, throwing the papers down.

"This is about getting back at our families. Revenge, Zelena." He regained his mobility, turning to face Zelena pleadingly. Regina ran forward, shoving Hades back, and forcing him to drop the crystal. Zelena and Regina met eyes, both hesitating before they both reached for the crystal that disappeared just before they could brush it.

"Sorry about that, but neither of you will be needing this," Reyna said, feeling the weight of the crystal in her palm, feeling the power thrumming through it.

Everyone in the room looked at her shakily. Hades held up his hands, Zelena looked horrified at Regina, who mirrored her expression, Robin was leaning over his baby, trying to soothe her.

Regina held a hand up towards Reyna, looking at Zelena. "I believe in you, Zelena. I defended you when no one else did, and I wanted you to find love so badly. But you need to understand that love can blind you. Hades tried to kill me already, and Robin was prepared to die so that I wouldn't. That's what True Love is, its sacrifice. If Reyna hadn't intervened, one of us would probably be dead. Hades won't give up a single thing for you."

Hades was watching Reyna wearily. Zelena smiled sadly, tears running down her cheeks. "All I ever wanted was love," she turned to Hades, "I thought that would be enough for you, but clearly nothing ever will be!" she sobbed, turning towards Reyna. "Please, don't kill me. I didn't know. I didn't know he was trying to trap Pan."

Reyna had her own grin, raising the crystal that started to glow bright blue. "Only one will die tonight." Reyna took a step forward, swinging the crystal forward. Zelena ducked on instinct, sobbing, but she was not who Reyna was aiming for.

The crystal pierced through Hades chest, making his whole body convulse at the electric current that coursed through his body. Reyna stepped away, watching with a morbid fascination, as the man and crystal turned to dust.

Regina knelt over Zelena, hugging her sobbing sister. She met Reyna's eyes and nodded. Reyna took a deep breath, feeling lighter than she had minutes before.

Pan and Arthur sat in the cavern in companionable silence, waiting for something to happen. He hoped Reyna got the information she needed.

"I should thank you," Pan said, looking at the river, "For your help."

Arthur shrugged beside him. "I have been upon many a quests, and I am glad to say that I have finished one with a true sense of purpose. I only wish I knew what became of that girl of yours."

Pan hummed. A sense of contentment washed over him, and he could feel his chest burn slightly. "Reyna… She's done exactly what she needed to do."

Arthur looked at him curiously. "How'd you know that?"

Pan smirked, getting to his feet. "Some things you just know about the people you love."

A sudden bright light lit the cavern behind them, and both men turned to look, Arthur using a hand to shield his eyes against the light. "What the hell is that?"

"It's the way to move on."

"So, the defeat of Hades was your unfinished business," Arthur said, when Pan took a step towards the light. Pan shrugged, uncertain of what it was that held him to this realm.

"Do you think I am meant to go as well?" Arthur asked.

"I think that's up to you." Pan looked over his shoulder. "You could move on now, or you could do as you were prophesized to do."

Arthur blinked, before smiliing. "My mistake was thinking that the broken kingdom that needed repair was Camelot. My destiny never was there. Its here, the Underworld. Thank you for opening my eyes."

Pan nodded, turning away. "Goodbye, your majesty," he said, stepping towards the light.

"Goodbye, Peter Pan," Arthur called jovially behind him as he felt himself leaving the realm.

"Pan!" a voice called, as the bright light dissappated and he stood in a long hall lined with Greek pillars. Pan blinked, looking at the boy that stood beside him.

"Hercules?" he said blankly, rather confused why this would be his resting place. The boy smiled at him, nodding his head. "What do you want?"

"My father sent me to thank you! He says that we owe it to you for defeating my Uncle."

Pan blinked, narrowing his eyes. "Your father, as in Zeus, head of the Olympian council."

Hercules nodded. "He would have come himself, but I insisted," he said, scratching the back of his neck embarrassedly.

"Right. Well, what happens next?"

"Oh! Right," Herc chuckled. "I'm supposed to escort you onwards, I just wanted a moment to speak to you."

Pan inclined his chin as a gesture to continue, which Hercules did.

"My father and the gods told me what you did, for Reyna. You even earned Artemis' begrudging respect, which is quite hard for any man, especially a mortal one," Hercules rambled. Pan just waited for him to finish, listening with only mild interest. "I helped to sway your reward in a favor I believe you will like. I hope you are happy, wherever you end up. This way," he said, pointing right down the long hallway.

Pan nodded, following the demigod. The light began to build again, and Pan could say he was not a fan of passing into the afterlife. As Hercules disappeared behind him with a wave, he heard the boy's last words, "Tell Reyna I said goodbye!"

Reyna stood, holding her son, as she looked at the hastily constructed headstone before her. August and Gepetto worked quickly and efficiently to ensure that there was a proper name on the stone to mark Peter Pan's final resting place, despite his body being lost to the mortal realm. The other Lost Boys stood around her, their heads bowed in sadness at the loss of their brother.

Felix held the umbrella over her head, looking solemnly at the stone before him. Behind the rest of the group, Emma stood with Hook, Henry, Regina, Robin, Zelena, and the Charmings, standing in to remember the boy, that while a menace, had ultimately done a lot for them since their return from Neverland.

Felix, ever the stoic leader, signalled for the Lost Boys to leave, knowing that Reyna deserved some time alone. They slowly left, marching softly back to their cabin, a mournful air surrounding them.

Regina, Robin, and Zelena were next, filing passed the pale ex-pirate. Robin smiled sympathetically, Regina squeezed her wrist, and Zelena pulled her into a full hug. Reyna resisted the urge to shove her off, knowing that she meant well. Next went the Charmings, Mary-Margaret patting her cheek affectionately, and David pressing a kiss to her forehead. The final trio approached.

"Reyna-" Hook said.

Reyna shook her head, her vision blurring with tears. "Don't, Killian."

Hook sighed, but a push from Emma told him to go. Henry, with a sad smile to Reyna, followed his soon to be stepfather.

Felix, coming to the conclusion that Emma could deal with an emotional woman better than he could, squeezed Reyna's shoulder, passing the umbrella to Emma, and walking away. Reyna took a deep shaking breath, suddenly unsteady without the weight of Felix to anchor her.

She looked at the grave again, knowing the Emma was watching her closely.

"I know what you're thinking," Emma spoke up finally. "This isn't your fault."

Reyna let out a mirthless chuckle. "Perhaps if I hear it enough times, Savior, I might actually start to believe it."

Emma stepped closer. "It might take a while, but you will be okay. You have your son and all the Lost Boys, and all the family you have found in Storybrooke." Emma's voice shook slightly.

"And yet, I'd give it all up to have Peter back."

Emma nodded, releasing a shuddering breath. Reyna suddenly faced Emma, holding out the baby. "Take him, Emma. I'd like to be alone for a few minutes. To say… goodbye properly."

Emma carefully adjusted her hold on the umbrella to take the child, giving Reyna a watery smile. "We'll see you at Granny's soon, right?"

Reyna nodded, putting her hands in her pockets, and staring intently at the name on the stone. Emma wandered off, leaving Reyna to her thoughts.

Peter Pan. How it felt like such a damning phrase, despite it being only his name. She had done this, and yet she hadn't even been able to pay the price for her actions.

She took a small step forward, kneeling down in front of the stone. She looked at all the sticks, weapons, and knick-knacks that the others had left on his grave, and she sighed, taking the small vile of pixie dust from her necklace and placing it against the stone.

"I'm certain this will be more use to you, wherever you made it to. You always were better at flying than I was. Snow would tell me that I am lucky to have had something- someone- that makes saying goodbye so hard, but I won't say goodbye to you, Peter. Because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting." She took a deep breath, the pixie dust that glowed in her hand dimming.

"I used to believe in forever, but I suppose forever's too good to be true now. And now that I may never see you again…-" She sobbed then, unable to continue. The pixie dust, which had turned into a greying green at her admission, suddenly lit back up as a wave of magic ran through her and the cemetary. She gasped slightly, her clenched hands shaking on her knees.

"Never is an awfully long time," A voice said from behind her, making Reyna freeze, because she would recognize that voice anywhere.

She sprung up, uncaring of the mud that stained her tights. She looked at the boy before her uncomfortably, blinking as if she was not sure whether she was awake or asleep.

"To live will be an awfully big adventure, I think," Peter said, opening his arms towards her hesitantly, his lips turning up in the soft smile that he reserved only for her.

Reyna released the breath she didn't know she was holding, no longer hesitating to throw herself at him. "Peter!" she breathed, pulling his face down to hers. She kissed his passionately, trying to convey everything that she was feeling to him.

Peter chuckled, turning his head slightly, pulling her tightly against his body. She pecked at his jaw, one hand resting against his cheek, the other gripping his shoulder tightly for support. "Miss me, love?"

"You're an idiot," she said, pulling back enough, to take a good look at him. She ran a hand down his arm. "How… How are you here? You were supposed to move on."

Peter grinned impishly at her. "Are you trying to get rid of me?" She lightly hit his chest, glaring playfully. "I had some help. It seems the gods thought I deserved a second chance."

"The gods?" she repeated incredulously.

"Yes, you are my reward for helping defeat Hades."

Reyna looked at him nervously with that statement. "For how long?"

Peter pulled her closer, her fingers tangling in his shirt. "I dare say, as long as you'll have me, Miss Jones."

Grinning, Reyna pulled herself forward, locking their lips once more. "I love you," she panted as they pulled away enough to catch their breath.

Peter nodded, hugging her tightly. "I love you, love. I'm glad you're alright."

She blinked from where her head was tucked over his shoulder, closing her eyes to fight off the tears that attempted to overtake her. "I hope you know that I'm still bloody mad at you for what you put me through," she muttered.

Peter's laughter vibrated through his chest. "I wouldn't dream of it being any other way."

"It's going to come out every now and again. You have a lot of grovelling to do."

"I know, I know. Whatever you want, love, its yours."

Peter crouched over the pile of ash in the mayor's office, smiling widely up at Reyna. "I always did love this side of you, love."

Reyna's eyes rolled. "He had it coming."

Peter twirled a finger through the ash, spiraling the particles until he hit what he was looking for. He smirked, pulling the remains of the Olympian Crystal.

"I say, we save this for a rainy day." Reyna raised an eyebrow, which Peter responded with a shrug.

"Fine, fine. Can we go now, then? I want to see the look on Felix's face when you walk into Granny's!"