(FLASHBACK)

A woman, a beautiful woman, stands in a bedroom, her hands over her swollen belly. Pregnant. She has beautiful brown curls and pretty eyes. Standing across from her is a man, black straight hair, an angular face. Handsome. The woman looks pained and sad. "Edward, what do we do? Pan will find her." She looks down at her swollen belly.

The man, Edward, looks sad as well. "I don't know, darling. We can give her up to another family if you need to. She would be safe."

"What if Pan finds her?"

"I already talked to the Dark One about it," her husband says. "Pan will not find her. If he tries, it will be difficult. The Dark One can change her appearance to make her look like a part of that family. New name, new girl. She will be safe. I'm not saying we have to do this-"

"We have to," the woman says. "For Rebecca."

"Rebecca?"

"That's what I've decided to name her. If we can't have her, then I can at least name my daughter. My beautiful Rebecca."