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Peter pulled Henry's jacket tighter around him. "Pan what happened to you?" Henry asked. Peter looked at him, trying to find his motive. There was true sincerity in his eyes. He hadn't led anyone here and it wasn't like Peter had anything he wanted.

"I'm not trying to trick you" Henry told him, as if reading his mind.

"I don't know what happened" Peter said quickly as if scared what would happen after it was out. His mind paused when he realized he did something he was told.

"How did you live?" Henry asked. He wasn't asking to get the one up on him. He seemed truly concerned.

"I don't think I did." He said. "I was there and then I'm here. I woke up a few days ago, barley alive. I couldn't even move for a day.

"I'm sorry" Henry said, wondering what he was apologizing for.

"You didn't stab me in the back with a dagger." He growled, anger flashing in his eyes

"I guess I'm just sorry you have to be like this" Henry told him, glancing at a tree.

"Why? I kidnapped you and tried to kill you." Peter said.

"I don't know." Henry said. They sat in silence, staring into the fire watching the embers spark and the wood crumble.

"If I'm alive does that mean Rumple is?"

"Bell and my dad brought him back a while ago."

"Oh" Peter said. Oddly Peter didn't feel awkward. He was sitting next to a boy he tried to murder and he didn't feel weird. Henry was thinking almost the exact same thing.

"I brought food" Henry said handing him his backpack. I didn't think about how cold it was. I'll bring you some warmer clothes next time.

"Next time" Peter chuckled. "Who said there'd be a next time?"

"I did" Henry said, scooting closer to him. "You need help."

"I don't need help" Peter scoffed. Henry frowned and reached for peter's face. Both their hearts picked up.

"What are you doing" the taller boy growled pushing Henry off the log.

"I just wanted to help" Henry growled back. "You're gray and skinnier than those dogs from the donation commercials. Peter looked at him funny. "Never mind. You just look really bad and shouldn't be so stubborn." Henry glared at Peter and turned to go. "I'll be back tomorrow night." He said without turning around. He stomped off into the darkness

"Goodbye Henry" Peter said after the boy was gone.

His walk home was much longer than the ride there because he had to walk his broken bike. But when he finally made it to his room he collapsed on his bed, falling asleep fully dressed. Morning was hell. He had to wake up at a normal time and pretend everything was the same as always. He had to pretend he didn't dream of Peter last night or the thought of being in Neverland with him was slightly more appealing than before. He had to pretend this was a normal day in life.

"Henry" A girl called, running across the playground.

"Hey Jane" Henry smiled. Jane was one of the first people to befriend him after the curse was broken. He'd had no friends before. But then everyone remembered and he got a family and friends. Here in school he still only had about five friends he hung out with. None of them were big parts of any stories. They were just farmers' kids or village people.

"I heard what happened. Are you ok?" She asked.

"Yea. I'm fine."

"Don't you lie to me Mr. Once" she said. That was his nickname. It was because of the book he still carried in his bag. He was Mr. Once Upon A Time. Of course that was too long so they shortened it to Mr. Once.

"I'm fine Janie" Henry chuckled. "You know me. I can survive anything."

"Whatever you say" She laughed.

"So where's Liam" Henry asked.

"He's with Tina" Jane said shyly.

"But you're always together."

"Yea well… I got you this" She said, ruffling through her bag. "Here" She said smiling, handing him an origami rose.

"Cool" Henry said, putting in his own bag. Jane frowned but henry didn't notice.

"So where have you been the last few days?" She asked.

"At the pier" Henry said truthfully?

"Alone" she asked, an unnoticed glint in her eyes?

"Yea" Henry said confused. "Why?"

"No reason." The bell rang and the playground became vacant. He sat down at his normal desk, halfway between the front and the back and just left of the middle. Marry Margret entered the room with a smile. She was an amazing teacher but when he thought about it, it was a little weird that the queen was teaching elementary school classes. He tried to listen, he really did but he was too tired. He closed his eyes and soon ended up another confusing dream.

Henry and Peter lay side by side on the coast of what looked like a cross between Neverland and Hawaii. The sun was out but it was oddly cold in the sand.

"Peter" Henry whispered. The boy turned his head to look at him.

"Yes sweetie" Pan asked, in a beautiful voice.

"I'm cold." Henry whispered. Peter held his arms open for the boy. The younger boy shimmed across the few inches of sand between them and snuggled into Peter's arms. He rested his head on Peter's chest and sighed. They watched silently as the sun set and green stars appeared in the sky.

"I love you Peter" Henry whispered.

"I love you too."

"Henry" Jane hissed poking his forehead.

"Huh what?"

"Time to wake up dummy" She chuckled at his tired expression. "You slept through class."

"The entire class" Henry gasped, looking at the emptying room. "It didn't feel that long."

"Don't worry I took notes" She chuckled, grabbing her friends bag. Henry smiled at her and followed her out of the room. They walked in silence for a few blocks. "Who's Peter?" She asked.

"What" Henry gasped, visibly shaken?

"You kept mumbling his name in your sleep." She said. The boy's face turned pale.

"I don't know" He stuttered.

"Henry Once, I know you're lying" She said.

"Can we leave it" Henry begged.

"Henry what's going on?"

"I'm sorry Janie but I have to go" He told her, grabbing his bag from her and rushing in the opposite direction of his house. His heart was pumping fast and he didn't know why. Actually he did know why but didn't want to. He couldn't like Peter… No Pan. His name was Pan not Peter. He ran from the town and into the forest. He followed the old bike path, sprinting through the dirt and mud. "God" Henry growled, stopping in front of a tree. Everything was so messed up. Henry sighed.

…..

A few miles away Peter lay on his back staring up though the leaves. Life was crap. This is the first time in hundreds of years that he felt truly helpless. He was too weak to use magic, too weak to run, too weak to even defend himself. All it would take would be one person stumbling on him. The moment he was seen he'd be killed. The Evil Queen would not make it a quick death. But something told him Henry would not let his mother kill him. The human had a pure heart. It was like nothing he'd ever seen.

"Henry" He grumbled under his breath. "Why do you have to be so good?" It almost made him feel guilty for trying to kill him… almost.

"Henry" A woman's voice called through the woods. Peter wobbly stood and limped behind a tree. "Henry" The woman called again.

"Bell" a familiar voice called back.

"Henry thank god I found you" She called rushing to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Mother Superior has called everyone to city hall" She said.

"Why" Henry asked?

"She didn't say. All she said was you and your family had to be there." Henry gulped. Something told him this wasn't good.

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