"Killian, you need to sleep," Emma insists as she walks over to him, wrapped in a blanket. They had been sailing all day but haven't found any clue to where Sophia might be.

"I need to find my daughter, Swan," she could see the bags under his eyes form and he could hardly keep them open. She put a hand on his arm but he still kept his gaze fixed on the waters ahead.

"Hey, look at me," his head turned to her but his eyes were unfocused. "We are going to find her, we always find each other. But you won't be any good if you lack of sleep."

His posture seems to relax with every soft word she spoke but he still kept his hands on the wheel. Gently she took his hands of the wheel and in her own. His eyes focused and he moved his body so that he was now facing her completely. He rested his forehead against hers and she softly stroked his cheek. "Let's go to bed," she whispered and he nodded.

He followed her into the Captain's Quarters and into the bed. She curled up next to him while he pulled her closer with his arms around her back and waist. "Emma, I'm scared," he admitted barely hearable, "I'm scared we're going to be too late."

"I know, Killian," she whispered back, "I'm scared too, but we must have hope."

He pulled her even closer against him and buried his face in her hair, "how?"

"To be honest, I don't know," she felt her own tears form in her eyes, "but I believe in our daughter. I believe she is strong and we won't be too late. Please believe that too."

"I believe in her," he whispered in a more calm voice. Finally, after what felt like hours, they fell asleep with only their daughter in mind.

The next morning Sophia woke she felt better than before. For some reason she looked forward to seeing Felix again. She told herself it was just because she had no one else to talk to, but deep down she knew that wasn't the only reason. The morning she spent gathering some food so she had a nice supply for the day. She painted a bit on the walls after she had all her food put away. At the end of the morning she had her painted dragon complete. She started to wonder when he would come. Yesterday he came somewhere around noon.

She felt a small headache form and decided to lay down for a bit. She closed her eyes and massaged her temples when it only got worse. She had been having these headaches ever since she got on the island. She didn't think any of it since it was only a little annoying pain in the back of her head but now it seemed to get worse. Then she heard a whisper, soft and delicate. It said something but she couldn't understand what it was saying.

She quickly opened her eyes, sat up and looked around, "Felix?" she called but the whisper was gone and there was no one there. She was alone. Leaning with her back against the wall, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them. She didn't dare closer her eyes again. She had to stay alert. She may be in a cave but she was still on Neverland, the most beautiful and dangerous island of all the realms.

Her headache got only worse so she got up, grabbing one of her cutlasses and walked out of her cave. Maybe some fresh air would do her good. Outside she took a deep breath that soothed the headache just a bit. She hesitated for a moment before walking toward a stream she found yesterday. Felix would probably wait for her if she wasn't there when he arrived, right? When she arrived at the stream she sat down on her knees and splashed some water into her face and drank some. She cold water freshet her up and the headache was now nothing more than an annoying pain in the back of her head.

Back at her cave she was a bit disappointed when she didn't see Felix anywhere. He was probably just held up by Pan or something. He said he didn't want to be to suspicious. He was probably just waiting for the right moment. He wouldn't forget her, right? They had fun yesterday, lost boy always want to have fun so he would come back, right? She sat on her bed again, back to the wall and knees to her chest.

She made the mistake to close her eyes again and she heard the whisper again. This time more clearer than before but she still couldn't make out the words. She didn't want to hear what the whisper said so she opened her eyes again, seeing again that she was alone. The hours when by slowly and by the time she went to the steam for the seventh time it was dark. She had tried to pass the hours painting but the paint didn't seem to work the way she wanted to. She gave up after what felt like hours but was only minutes.

Now that it was dark she didn't dare to go outside to go to the stream. Her head began to feel like it was going to blow up but she didn't want to lay down and close her eyes in fear of the whisper that kept talking to her. She also felt a little betrayed by Felix. He didn't come. She didn't even know why she was so disappointed about it, they had only known each other for two days or something, but he didn't come. Yesterday he said he would see her again today but he didn't come. He said it like a promise but he didn't come. Just like everyone else, he didn't come. Tears filled her eyes as she repeated the sentence in her head over and over again, he didn't come.

Searching through Neverland without any idea where she could be wasn't a good idea so they went to find Tinkerbell. Killian told her that she knew the island better than him and knew her way around the island.

"How far is it walking to her home?" Emma asked as he helped her out of the rowing boat.

"From here I say about an hour, maybe two."

"Isn't there a faster way?"

"The fastest way to find Sophia is to find the person on this island who knows it way around," he took her hand and started walking, tugging her along. "I may have spent here 300 years but I stayed on the waters for the biggest part of it."

"This Tinkerbell… are you two… friends?" she asked him a bit hesitating. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Sort of," he looked at her suspicious. "Why?"

"Just… curious," she shrugged.

"Are you jealous?" he asked her teasingly.

"What? No!" she said a bit too fast.

He pulled her closer and leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I have only eye for you my love." His voice was low and send a shiver down her spine. He seemed to be pleased by her reaction as he smiled proudly to himself. She slapped him playfully.

"Shut up."

"Didn't say anything"

"But you were thinking something and I didn't like it"

"Didn't know you could read minds," she rolled her eyes and was about to slap him again when they heard someone or something coming their way. Killian pulled her into one of the bushes nearby, making sure they could see without being seen. Three lost boys walked by, all of them had brown or dark hair. Luckily none of them seem to have seen them as they walked by without a second glance their way.

They were about to get out of their hiding place again when another lost boy appeared. He had blond hair and wore a hood over his head. He stopped for a second, looking around like he was making sure no one was watching him. Emma felt Killian tense beside her, did he know this boy? Slowly the boy began to walk backwards and was about to turn when another of the group before him came back.

"You coming?" the boy from the group asked.

"Yeah, just thought I heard something," Emma knew he was lying and she wondered why.

"Probably nothing, just like yesterday," both of them walked back to the group again but the one with the blond hair looked back over his shoulder, like he was longing to go the other direction. After they knew the coast was clear they appeared from their hiding spot. She saw Killian clench his jaw.

"What is it?" she asked him.

"You saw the boy with the blond hair, right?" she nodded, "his name is Felix. He is one of Pan's most loyal followers and someone you don't want to mess with."

"But he was acting weird, like he wanted to be somewhere else"

"All lost boys look that way"

Emma sighed, "I guess. I've only been here for two days and I already want to leave." He kissed her forehead and she leaned in to his touch.

"We get Sophia and get out of here," he ensured her. "I just hope Sophia doesn't come across any lost boy and especially not Felix or Pan."

Felix hurried through the jungle of Neverland. He hasn't been able to go to Sophia because of the second portal that appeared and they had to check it out. He knew he didn't really promise her he would come but still he felt bad. He was only able to get away from the camp when Pan was playing his song and everyone was dancing around, making too much noise and having too much fun to notice him slip away.

Was she waiting for him? he felt guilt rise up in him for not letting her at least know he couldn't come. He was running now, he didn't want to keep her waiting a second longer then needed. He knew what it was like to be alone on the island. It feels like you have never been lonelier. He didn't want her to feel lonely. Whatever he was feeling right now, he didn't care, he wasn't going to deny that he was worried, because he was. He would deny it later when he knew she was okay. When he arrived at the cave he took a few deep breaths to calm his breathing before going in.

"Sophia?" he called softly through the cave. Something inside broke when he saw her. She was sitting on her bed, back to the wall, knees to her chest, hands over her ears and her face covered by her hair. He slowly walked over to her. When he was standing before her she looked up at him. Her eyes were red from crying and the light he saw the day they met was completely out.

"I thought you wouldn't come," she whispered silently and this time he felt his heart break a bit. She had been waiting for him and he didn't show up.

"I'm sorry," he said and sat down beside her with his side leaning against the wall. He didn't know what else to say.

"My head hurts," she whispered after a moment of silence, "and I hear whispers."

He knew Neverland could do strange things with someone's mind but the way she looked, how scared and vulnerable, he had never seen that before. He felt like he should comfort her but he didn't know how. He was never good at this, that was why was always so cold. He didn't want to be cold to her, he wanted to feel warm and for the sparkle to return in her eyes. He reached out with one hand, not sure where to place it. He settled it on her knee and he felt her tense a bit before relaxing completely and leaning into his body. This time it was him who tensed but also relax after a bit and wrapped his arms around her like some kind of reflex.

It felt nice having her close to him without his life on the line. He thought back at the last time he had hugged someone but he couldn't find any memories of hugs that felt warm and friendly. Without knowing he tightened his embrace, making her bury her face deeper in his clothing and her hand gripping tightly in the fabric like she was afraid he would leave again.

"I don't hear them anymore," she said. "The whispers, they're gone."

"Good," he whispered into her hair, resting his cheek on her head.

"Can you stay with me?" she lifter her head to look at him and he couldn't find it in himself to say 'no' to dose bright green eyes. He nodded and she buried herself deeper in his embrace. He would worry about making excuses for Pan in the morning. He felt her slowly drift off in his arms, her breathing got more even, her face looked peaceful and her hand loosened her grip on his shirt but didn't completely let go. For now he would enjoy the fact that for once in his life he meant more to someone than just 'that boy' everyone saw him as. He was going to enjoy that Sophia was the one that needed him and he was going to make sure he would be everything she needed.

A/N: Okay, so I made myself cry while writing this chapter, hope it was worth it. Thank you all for reading and please leave a review! ;)