"So what's the plan?" Felix asked them.

"The sleeping powder. We are going to use it on her and steal her crown," Hook explained. "Do you know where her hideout is?"

"It is in that mountain," he said and pointed behind him. "She has all the lost boys she didn't kill working there on her palace."

"If we can sneak inside we can make her inhale it and get her crown. Pan, do you think you can get some of the lost boys inside to help us?" Everyone turned to look at Pan.

"I can try but I want one of does cutlasses Felix has, I'm not going in there with nothing but a butter knife." Felix handed him one of the cutlasses with a bit of hesitation. He studied the blade for a second before continuing. "If I can get us inside we have to split up, if it is any more than two people we are to easily caught. Two will go inside the other two will stay here, if the two who went inside don't come back after an hour we failed and the two who remain have to find a another way."

"First make sure we can get inside," Emma said to Pan. He nodded and disappeared behind the frozen trees and bushes. After he left it was silent for a moment.

"What exactly was you plan when you went to 'kill' the Queen?" Hook asked him after a while.

He rubbed his neck and looked at the ground. "I wanted her to pay for what she had done."

"And if she killed you?" Emma cut in.

"No one would have cared if she did," he admitted darkly.

"You really believe that, don't you?" Hook asked him a bit in disbelieve.

He looked up at them and frowned, "Would you have cared if I died?"

"For starters, Pan would have cared," Hook started but Emma raised her hand to make him stop talking and took a few steps forward.

"Killian may be too stubborn to admit it but he would have cared," she said, glancing back at Hook before turning her gaze back to him. "and I would have cared. I may not know you that long but I know you long enough to know that the monster you try to hide behind isn't the real you. That you're just a boy who is lost in a to big world looking for someone who would care, and Sophia did. And if she does so will I."

Felix was taken aback by this but before he could say anything Hook cut in, "And what do you think would have happened if we brought her back and you weren't there?"

"How do you even know she cared? You haven't spoken to her since she was on the island." He didn't believe them, why would he believe them? Everyone said the same, it were just empty words. He didn't even know why he bothered to ask in the first place.

"I know my daughter and I know she had a tough life before she found us. She isn't that kind of girl that has a crush on every guy she sees. If she didn't care than she would have told you to leave her alone a long time ago," Hook said and crossed his arms. Why was he suddenly so supportive in… whatever he and Sophia had, or have? None of this made sense, why would they care? Why would they support him? He was nothing to them, why would he believe them?

"You still don't believe anything we say," Emma said and it was more a statement than a question.

"Why would I believe things I heard before that were only lies?"

Emma was about to say something but Pan appeared from behind the bushes again. "We can sneak inside and- did I interrupt something?" Pan looked between them with a raised brow.

"No, nothing," Felix said. "let's just go and get that crown."

He walked in the direction of the mountain but Emma stopped him, "Oh no, you are not going in there. I'll go, Pan lead the way." He looked at her questioning. "You don't believe that we care, then we'll show you that we do."

He took a few steps back. Hook walked to Emma and hugged her. "Be careful, if I lose you too I don't know what I will do," he whispered to her and she smiled at him.

"I'll be fine, just make sure you look after him." he kissed her on her forehead, on the lips and nodded.

"As you wish," he said and let her go. With Pan she disappeared behind the bushes again. Hook let out a long sighed before turning to him. "Since you're not going to believe anything I say, I want to know something from you."

"And what is that, Hook?" he asked, already tired of this conversation.

"If we leave are you coming with us?" and again, this question. But now that he thought about it… if they really succeeded in bringing back Sophia… he didn't want her to leave. He didn't want to stay behind and never see her again. The moments he wasn't with her right now were a hell for him already. He just wanted to stay at her side, protect her however he can just like… Hook does with Emma. Because he loves her, he loves her and he wasn't going to let her go when he just got her back. He was going to follow her, no matter where he would be at her side.

"Yes, I'll come," he said after a while and straitened up a bit. "I'm not leaving her side ever again."

It was easier to sneak in then she would have thought. Emma and Pan were silently walking through a hall that leaded directly to the throne room where the Queen was seated on her throne. the lost boys had informed them that she was there, watching them and that the hallway was only used by her. If she stayed on her throne while they walked through it there was no way they could be caught. So there they were, walking through the dark and empty hallway with a cutlass in one hand and the sleeping powder in the other. Torchlight appeared at the end of the hall and the sound of working lost boys could be heard. As they walked closer the sounds got louder and clearer. They both stopped dead in their track when they heard the Queens voice speak.

"You! Stand up and get your lazy ass to work!"

"But… my leg…" Emma could hear that the voice belonged to a young boy. She covered her mouth when the Queen spoke again.

"I don't care about your leg." There was a loud whip sound and a cry from the boy and Emma wanted to rush in there but Pan held her back by her arm. She looked back at him.

"We have to help him," she whispered.

"We will but not if we just storm in there, we have to follow the plan," he whispered back and Emma looked back before nodding. "I'm not that horrible now am I?" he asked when they started walking again.

"You really want to discuss this now?" she said unbelievable. He held up his hands and she rolled her eyes. They head the Queen talk again and they stopped again to hear what she was saying.

"Fetch me some fresh water," she said and they heard footsteps come their way. They both held their breaths when a shadow formed on the wall. "Not that way you imp, no one is allowed to go through there but me." The shadow nodded and left again. The breath the were holding was released and they walked further again.

Emma stopped as they were at the end of the hallway. She looked around the corner and saw all the lost boys work like their lived depended on it which it probable did. The Queens throne was right in front of them with its back turned to them. The Queen was sitting on it, her head resting on her hand. She looked back at Pan, asking of he was ready, he nodded. Emma slowly moved forward, creeping up from behind the Queens throne with the sleeping powder.

"You really think I didn't notice you?" the Queen said and Emma was blown back by a magic force. The sleeping powder flew out of her hand and landed between a group of small rocks. The Queen stood up from her throne and all the lost boys where silent as they watched. "Why does everyone assume a simple blade can kill me?"

She hadn't noticed the sleeping powder which was a good thing. Emma got up on her feet again, taking a quick look around she noticed Pan on the floor, trying to reach for his cutlass that probably flew out of his hand when he was blown back. She took a few steps forward, making the Queen focus on her instead of Pan.

"Well, a mother can try, can't she?" she said with a wicked smile, slowly circling around the Queen to get closer to the powder. A whip appeared in the Queens hand. It was long and a black liquid was dripping from it. Whatever that was she didn't want to find out. When she saw that Pan was back on his feet she shouted at him, "Get the lost boys out of here, I'll take her!"

She launched forward to look like she was about to strike, make her believe she tried to kill her with her cutlass. With her whip the Queen disarmed her and sent the cutlass flying to the other side of the room. Pan understood what she was going and played along. "Everyone to the exit!"

All the boys ran, the bigger ones taking the smaller, running for their lives. The Queen laughed, "They won't get far." She looked back, making a move with her hand to block the exit with her magic. Emma took this opportunity to grab the cloth with the powder.

"Sweet dreams, Ice Queen," she said and when the Queen looked back in confusion she threw the powder in her face. Her magic spell in the exit broke and the boy's escaped. The Queen shook her head a few times but fell to the ground eventually.

"Don't touch the whip, it has Dreamshade on it," he said as he moved forward. Emma nodded and took the crown off of the Queens head. As soon as the crown left her head her hair became ghost like, her skin turned pale and her once beautiful gown turned into a worn old dress with tears and hols.

"We did it," Emma said with a smile as she stared at the crystal in the crown. "Now let's get Sophia back."

The four of them stood in the skull formed cave. Well, Pan stood outside waiting for them to finish. Felix felt a little anxious, what if it didn't work? It would feel like he lost her again. Emma and Hook stood at both her sides, he stood a little further away. It didn't feel like he should be close to them, it was a family moment and he didn't feel a part of.

Emma and Hook nodded at each other. Emma took the crystal from the crown and grabbed a rock. She placed the crystal on the tomb next to Sophia's body. With the rock in her hand she raised it and smashed it down on the crystal. A wave of magic past by him and the cold air around them turned back into the warm breeze. From the remaining's of the broken crystal came blue swirling lights. Hook backed away a little just like him but Emma stayed on her spot and raised her hands. She circled her hands around the lights and closer her eyes, moving them towards Sophia's body. When they disappeared inside her he took a step forward but didn't go any farther.

Both her parents looked closely at her, waiting for her to move. For a moment he thought it didn't work, that they failed and she was lost to him forever. But then she gaped for air and her eyes shut open. He released a breath he didn't know he was holding and his lips formed a soft smile.

"Mom? Das?" she said as she slowly sat up. Tears formed in both Emma and Hook's eyes and they hugged her.

"Yes baby it us," Emma said as she held her daughter close. Hook moved around the tomb to hug his daughter and wife better.

"You're safe now," Hook said as he tightened his embrace on both of them. "We're going home."

Felix looked away from them and bit the inside of his cheek while his own tears threatened to escape. He wanted to rush over to her, hold her close to him and never let her go again, but he couldn't. Still the smile was on his lips. She was back, alive and breathing. She could smile again, laugh again… for a moment he hesitated if he should go with her and the same questions came back to his mind. Would she want him to come? Did she feel the same? What if-

"Felix?" her voice made him look up. He stared right into the bright green eyes he had missed so much. She was looking at him. She rushed forward and swung her arms around his neck, burying her face in his neck. He took a step back but put his arms around her, holding her tightly as he buried his own face in her hair. All his worries and thought left his mind as he held her against him.

"Never do that to me again," he whispered so soft he barely heard it himself.

"Don't worry, I don't plan on dying again anytime soon," she said as she pulled away just enough so she could see his face. She brought up her hand to wipe away a tear with her thumb.

"You have to promise me," he said as he rested his forehead against hers.

"I promise."

Felix was leaning against the railing of The Jolly Roger. They had brought her to the ship and she was now with her parents in the Captain's Quarters. On their way they had picked up Tinkerbell. Apparently she had helped them and wanted to leave the island with them too. She was currently below deck in the crews cabins. Pan came to stand next to him, also leaning against the railing.

"So you're leaving with them," Pan said and Felix turned his head to look at him.

"Yes, I am."

Pan shook his head and laughed a humourless laugh, "I never imagined this would ever happen."

"The entire lost Queen thing or that I would leave?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Both," Peter turned his head to look at him. "I'm going to miss you. You have been my friend for so many years…"

"You know you can always visit."

"Yeah, Hook would really like that if I did." They both laughed. When their laugh died he continued. "I still can't believe this… but I'm happy for you. And if this all doesn't work out you can always come back."

"Even if I'm all grown up?"

"Even then," Peter said and nodded. "But I don't believe you will come back and I hope you won't."

"Why?"

"Because that means you have found your happy ending, not many people find that."

"Thank you," he said and Peter nodded. At that moment Hook and Emma emerged from below deck.

"Sophia asked me if you could come to her," Emma said. He nodded and walked below deck. He could hear Hook and Peter talk about the shadow and the sails but their voices turned into muffled sounds the further he got below deck. He stood before the Captain's Quarters door. Should he knock? Or should he just come in?

"You can come in," she said from behind the door. He jumped a little but recovered fast and opened the door. When he was inside he saw her on the bed with blankets over her legs.

"How did you know-"

"I heard you walk over and stop just before the door," she laughed and he felt heat rise up his face. That hasn't happened a while. He rubbed his neck and sat down on the edge of the bed. "I wanted to ask you something." She looked down at her hands and he saw her cheeks turn a lovely pink colour.

"Ask away."

"Why are you coming with us?"

His face fell at her question. Didn't she want him to come? Maybe it was a bad idea. He should have asked her first. "Uhm… I, uhm…" she probably noticed his discomfort because she placed a hand on his arm.

"It's not that I don't want you to come if that's what you're thinking," she ensured him and he felt a bit lighter at her words.

"I didn't want to stay behind, to never see you again. When you were… you know, that were the worst moments of my life and I've lived for more centuries than your father so that says a lot."

She bit her lip, taking in his words. When she met his gaze again she said, "My parents said that I have to rest… but I can't sleep and, well, since I always seem to fall asleep faster when you… you know, hold me…" she smiled shyly and he thought she was adorable.

He stood up and took off his boots. "What are you doing?" she asked curiously and leaned over the side of the bed.

"I don't think the Captain would appreciate dirty boots in his bed." She laughed and moved over a bit so he could sit behind her. He sat down on the bed behind her and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. She pulled the blankets over the two of them and snuggled deeper in his embrace. She sighed happily and closed her eyes. "Feeling sleepy already?"

She nodded and he yawned which made her laugh a little. "When was the last time you slept?"

"If you count me being unconscious than I think that was the last time." She hummed in disapproval. "What?"

"Old people need more sleep than young."

"Who are you calling old?" he said and poked her in her side which made her flinch and laugh.

"The person who just told me he was centuries older than my father."

"Well I spend does years in Neverland so I'm technically still 17."

"Plus a thousand years or so. I already spotted some grey hairs," she teased him. He laughed while he tickled her side which made her squirm. "Stop it!" she laughed.

"If you stop calling me old, maybe I will."

She turned in his arms so that she was now face to face with him and gave him a mischief smile that made him stop. "Maybe I just like older guys." Before he could respond she pressed her lips to his. He froze but recovered fast enough to capture her lips again when she pulled away. She let out a small yelp when he did and he laughed at her reaction when he pulled back himself.

"You should be sleeping," he said when she nudged their noses against each other.

"So should you," she said before giving him one last peck on the lips and snuggle back against him. He tightened his arms around her and rested his cheek on top of hers. He felt that the ship was starting to move. He couldn't go back now, but he didn't want to go back. Because now, with Sophia in his arms, he realised that after 500 years of being afraid of the future he was finally ready to grow up.

A/N: Told you it would be okay in the end! Thank you all for reading! This story isn't over yet in case you thought so! Tell me in the reviews if you guys would like a sequel to this story as well, I do love writing Sophia and Felix together. ;)