The next morning Emma had been awoken by a small ray of sunshine peaking between some tree root's on the hideout's ceiling.
Emma squinted her eyes open, she sleepily rub the sleep from her eyes cutely. Emma then sat up and looked around, she instantly smiled remembering yesterday and where she was.
Emma got out of bed in her white night-gown, she looked around for her clothes only to find a wooden chair near her bed with a pile of new clothes. Emma went over to it and picked up the pile of clothes inspecting them, they looked brand new un like the ha-mi downs she always had to wear in the foster system which were given to her.
There was a light green sweat jacket with a hood, and a light green tank top to wear under it. There was also forest green tight's and short brown boots. Emma put them on changing into them, they fit her perfectly and smelled clean like lilac's.
Emma noticed a dark green elastic to put her hair, Emma took it and put her hair into a pony tail. Once Emma had finished getting ready, she excitedly started to jog outside of the hideout to play with the other lost boys.
She reached the clearing outside the tree house where the other lost boy's hut's which were high in the tree's connected to each other by a huge platform nailed to the tree's like a gigantic tree house. Emma looked up at the big wooden hut's/tree house where the boys slept. She would have slept with the other lost boy's but she was a girl and was closest to Tinkerbell.
Emma noticed the boys were sleeping so she stood there until she saw a flicker of sparkly green light fly towards her and fly right above her right shoulder near her ear.
Tinkerbell spoke into Emma's ear with her tiny voice "Let's wake them" Tinkerbell winked at her while smiling brightly which Emma mirrored.
Tinkerbell flew off in a hurry up towards the suspended wooden hut's in the tree's, leaving a sparkly trail behind her as she flew quickly with a smile in her tiny form.
Emma climbed up the ladder to the hut's to help Tinkerbell mess with the boys who were still sleeping. Tinkerbell flew into the first of the many hut's shimmering shouting "LOST BOYS, LOST BOYS WAKE UP" waking up the boys. Tinkerbell flew into one of the huts and exited in a gust of feather's from something, right after that happen a boy from inside whinned "That was my pillow!".
Tinkerbell flew around the hut's into each and everyone waking up all the lost boy's, for they had slept in too long. They all got up excitedly knowing that Tink let them sleep in, but if she woke them up then they were going to play a game that morning.
The lost boy's started to run around to ropes, swing's, crossing bridges, and climbing down ladder's to get to ground level. The boy's started to run around and started to play, some had gotten balls from somewhere, and toy's some were on wooden boards that wheels only were made out of thing's fund in the forest Emma noticed they looked similar to skate board's back where she was from. Some lost boy's were doing flips of all sorts, like back flips, front flips, twirls, and spins. A group of the boy's asked Emma to try telling her not to be shy and that she could do it, Emma attempted and found that it was quite easy to do if she believed she could. Soon Emma found everything in Neverland was like that, if you believed in something hard enough that person could make whatever they believed in possible.
Everyone was having fun until Tinkerbell flew in and whistled extremely loud, getting the attention of everyone who still had smiles on their faces the only difference was that they quieted and were looking at her giving their full attention. Emma noticed quickly how things were around there and caught on with ease feeling like she belonged there for there was no reason not to, for this was the closest place to what people described as a Home. No beat her, told her that she was worthless, she was fed properly, wasn't kept in locked room or closet's and she was all around happy. The only thing that was missing was Parent's, but she tried not to focus on that and tried to have fun.
Emma still longed for her parent's just like any other lost child did when they were left alone.
Tinkerbell started to think then decided on one of her thought's. "How about we Play hide and go seek. Everyone split up and I will be the seeker. Got it" Tinkerbell smiled warmly at them which everyone did in return smiling and nodding back, as soon as she saw that she flew over the outside of the hideout tree and put her shrunken hand over her eyes and leaned against the tree and started to count.
Everyone child soon scattered, some hid around the hut's and hideout others went into the forest, which included Emma.
Emma ran into the forest following the other boys, but they quickly split up. Emma noticed this so she laughed a little and started running to find a place to hide. After five minutes the sky started to get dark, which was wired because Emma knew she was gone only five minutes. Emma soon noticed something as well she had gotten lost, her immediate reaction was to freak out to try to find Tinkerbell, but then she knew Tinkerbell would find her any way.
Emma waited for some sound to hide, she waited a couple of minutes until she head foot step near by; so she hid behind a tree cutely snuffling her giggles.
Emma had thought the person was one of the lost boys or even Tinkerbell when she turns to human size, but knew she was mistaken when she started to hear someone crying instead of giggling. Emma's smile turned into a straight line, as she quietly as possible trying to make no noise to stay undetected made her way stealthily toward the cries.
Emma had noticed it was coming from a small clearing ahead in the forest not too far from where she was, Emma saw a tree that could keep her from being seen and able her to see who was crying. She made her way towards it without being noticed at all, Emma peeked from behind the tree to see who.
It was a woman with a short brunette pixie hair cut sitting on a rock, with her elbows in her lap holding hands in her face sobbing. Emma then thought about the story Tinkerbell told her last night, she thought about what she would play. Feeling brave she choose something personal, for some reason this particular tune was edging on the back of her mind wanting to be played to this woman so she decided that was the one.
Emma looked once more to the woman and knew exactly what she would do, bring that woman's happiness back.
Mary Margaret and David told the other's about Pan's appearance and what he left them, Emma's Sheriff badge. Mary Margaret wouldn't let go of it when David tried to show it to them, she only settled to holding it up for them to get a quick glance. Mary Margaret wouldn't, couldn't let go of the badge in her self-conscious it was the only last thing Emma had on her and to her it was like a connection to her daughter.
Regina was getting more and more paranoid the more she waited and nothing brought them closer to Henry. She had tried to tell them that she could use magic to take them straight to Pan's lair, but that resulted in them all shouting a straight up no especially from Hook. He had told them that some one could help them that was on the island that he had associated with when he was there last, a fairy. Hook mentioned the only way to find her is to find one of the lost children that are under her care and convince them to lead them to her protected hideout which was on the lightest side on the island, so they set out towards the light side of the island in search of one of the children.
They had made camp after a long hike towards the light side, up ahead they could see actual sunlight but still where in the darkness. They were close according to Hook, they made camp in hopes one oft he children would stray and help them.
After sitting around and talking they all split themselves to their own sections of their camp they set up, Snow was with David sitting down while Regina was staring into the forest with eyes of determination. Regina couldn't take it any more and she snapped at the first person that spoke with her.
Snow noticed Regina's expressions, seeming it would be harmless to converse with the woman she walked over. "You okay, Regina?" Snow asked concerned, she knew what Regina was feeling. Not knowing where your child was and if they were safe or in danger.
Regina's gaze snapped to her step-daughter and she snapped. "Of course I'm not fine, my son is out there in danger and the longer we don't get to him the more likely he will die. While we are searching for Emma, when she is most likely dead" Regina cried out at her in pent-up anger, she wasn't really angry with Snow she was angry with the situation.
Mary Margaret's face halted as those words left the woman's mouth, thought's raced through her mind at once. She saw Emma dying in the forest alone, Emma drowning, Emma getting killed by mermaid and drowning, Emma...
She couldn't take it, she stood up with tears on her face and her jaw set. "She is not dead, my daughter is out there just like my grandson and I can not handle people telling me that she's...that she's" Mary Margaret quickly walked away from Regina trying to show how her words got to her, but failing.
As soon as Snow spoke Regina regretted her words immediately, she like Emma she was the only one besides Henry that believed she could change. She didn't want the Blonde dead anymore, but from previous experiences in her life she can only thin of the worse knowing that it probably is true.
Mary Margaret walked off trying to hide her tears, but Hook and especially David noticed he quickly tried to take her in his arms and to comfort her but she avoided him and went of not too far into the forest to be alone. David knew what she was going to do, he had seen it before.. she was going to cry. David and Hook gave Regina a look which she expressed back to them guilt on her face.
Mary Margaret walked off and found a rock she could sit on, she wanted to be alone at the moment and just cry for her daughter. Mary Margaret fingered the Sheriff's badge in her pocket but stopped when it produced more tears from her eyes. She put her head in her hands and cried, this brought on more memories of her daughter. The time she had to send her away to the wardrobe she cried, when she was in jail and Emma couldn't get her out she had cried, when they reunited again in storybrooke she cried, and now she cried because there was no evidence that Emma was alive and this time she had trouble believing and was all out of Hope.
Mary Margaret sat there and cried, she swore she could hear a child's laughter in the distance, but mistook it as the island teasing her misfortune. Mary Margaret stayed there as she finished her crying which turned into sobs, a second later something that took her by surprise happened.
She heard a tune playing that she knew by heart, but that was impossible only she knew this song. It was hummed to her by her mother Eva when she was a child, it was something Snow hummed before she went to sleep before the curse while she was pregnant with Emma. She would lay down and stroke circles on her stomach while humming it.
Mary Margaret soon found herself stopping her tears some how and felt better than she did before she came into this clearing to be alone.
Every key in the song was correct she wanted to know who was playing it, and she soon got her answer when a voice rang out into the forest directed towards her.
"Miss, why are you crying?" Mary Margaret quickly removed her hands from her face and looked around to find where the voice came from. Mary Margaret whispered into the open air "Who's there?" with tears still present on her face.
"Maybe a friend" a voice sounded out replying, but not showing their face.
Mary Margaret didn't know why but something compelled her to continue the conversation with the person that wouldn't show themselves. Mary Margaret thought of why the person would be hiding from her, then she figured they were scared because of the shadow and Pan.
"Did you play that tune...how do you know it?" There was no response for a while and then something Mary Margaret didn't expect happened.
A little girl slowly came out from behind the tree, she noticed the little girl looked familiar to her. The little girl had blonde hair wavy hair, and was wearing clothes that look like they came from Storybrooke, but with a Neverland style.
"I don't know I've known it for as long as I could remember, I always asked people to hum it for me but they never wanted to" The little girl wasn't tat much shy, but more cautious of Mary Margaret's movement.
Mary Margaret asked the first question that came to mind trying to make peace with the cautious child. "What's your name?" Mary Margaret asked as she approached the little girl more, which only cause the little girl to go backwards two steps away keeping distance.
"what is your name?" The little girl quickly asked a different question feeling un trust worthy, but for some reason she felt this woman would never harm her in any way.
"Mary Margaret, but you can call me Snow" The little girl's head titled a little in thought then, she sprouted a small smile. "I like snow" she whispered, Mary Margaret smiled at the girl, feeling surprisingly happier then felt in the past two days.
"Are you out here alone,where are your parent's?"
"Don't have any"
David had gone to see if Mary Margaret was okay noticing she was gone for a while, he walked closer in the direction of where she went and heard voices. Two voices.. which made David's heart pound thinking it was Pan she was talking two, he quickened his steps but stopped when he heard a little girl's voice. David went and hid, he remembered what Hook had said they needed a lost child to lead them to the fairy. David slowly and quietly made his way around the tree's to appear behind the little girl who he only got glimpses of.
Mary Margaret stood there looking at the girl who was looking around the clearing, Mary Margaret wanted to know this girls name. Mary Margaret saw David behind the little girl hiding behind the tree the little girl was recently behind, she instantly knew his plan remembering. It made her feel bad that they were going to use this girl to get to the fairy, especially when she was this nice.
"What's your name? You can tell me" David slowly came out from behind the tree to the side of it , ready to grab the little girl so she didn't run away.
"It's-" The little girl didn't even get to say, for David had grabbed her in his arms holding her so she wouldn't get away. Unfortunately for David the girl knew from a lot of experience to defend herself, the little girl quickly brought her foot down on David's causing him to howl out in pain letting the girl go quickly.
The little blonde girl quickly ran, the only problem was that she was running unsuspectingly towards a witch and a pirate who would easily help David and Mary Margaret.
The little girl ran with quickening speed in the direction of their camp, she soon found herself there and saw am man with a Hook sitting down talking to a woman in a business suit. The little blonde girl stopped running all together staring at them in disbelief, David and Mary Margaret caught up to the girl behind her but still a close enough distance away.
David and Mary Margaret meet eye's with Regina and Hook sending them a wordless message, the girl. They understood immediately, Hook made the first move running towards the girl. They soon all followed, the little girl was quick dodging them; she ran around the area that made up their camp. She moved behind thing blocking them from reaching for her, running around dodging them.
If someone had walked in on their chase they would think they were all playing tag and the little girl was the only one left. The little girl moved in between where they all slept, she went through one side of David and Mary Margaret's tent towards the other side in a run when she tripped on some thing which sent her to the ground which was soft.
The little girl looked back towards her feet to see what she tripped on, and her eye's widened when she noticed what it was. It was her baby blanket, she knew it was here's because she would recognize it any where. She quickly made move to grab, and then escape these people back to the hideout with it.. but that didn't seem to be happening that day.
The little girl grabbed the blanket, and quickly stood up she ran from the tent only to be tackled to the ground by the blonde man who tried to grab her earlier. The man picked her up putting his arms around her chest holding her tight, while the little girl held onto the blanket tightly in her hands.
The little tried to get free, by struggling in his grip. The other's soon stopped after noticing David caught the girl, Mary Margaret noticed the girl was holding Emma's baby blanket. They approached David and the girl who was squirming in his arms, he was gentle but he wasn't letting her go.
The little girl sounded out "Let me go you big monkey" they all stared at the girl as she struggled, Regina and Hook tried to snuffle a laugh at what the girl had said. David tried to not show his annoyance, while Mary Margaret came close to the little girl and went to take the blanket gently from her arms which only resulted in the girl moving it from her reach and holding it even more tightly.
Mary Margaret looked to the girl with pleading and caring eyes "Please let go of the blanket"
"It's mine"
"It doesn't belong to you, lass. Let it go" Hook told the child, who gave him a familiar stare that some one gave him; it meant she didn't believe him.
"I know your lying, because this is most certainly my baby blanket. I've had since I was found, you let it go" The little girl tugged at the blanket from Mary Margaret, which the woman still gripped onto to
"That's impossible this belong's to-"
"It has my NAME ON IT!" They all went silent, Mary Margaret instantly let go of the blanket which the little girl brought to her chest the best she could while in David's arms.
David stood still, as everything dawned on him. This little girl he was holding was his Emma, his little girl. His eye's met with Mary Margaret's watery one's, as he slowly lowered the little blonde girl to the ground but kept her in place where she was standing.
Mary Margaret kneeled down next to David where he held the side of the girl's arms keeping her from running off. Mary Margaret then asked the little girl once more what her name was, everything to her made sense. The song she played on the flute for her, her having no parent's,the little girl saying that she was found in the blanket. "Your name is.." David said in a whisper almost in amazement that this was their little girl.
This was.."Emma"