"Without the sinner, what need is there for a redeemer? Without sin, what grace has forgiveness?" - Lady Comstock

Sarah set her mouth to a frown, displeased with his lack of information he was giving her. If he wanted her as his apprentice, the least he could do was explain or not say anything at all. "What is that supposed to mean?" A rift? She thought, then that includes summoning magic which I can't even use. Unless he meant… The power was a curse in itself and caused her great harm in life. She forced herself to keep it a secret from her family as much as possible. Opening such a thing meant there was no coming back if she ever went through one and almost did once. "You plan on using me for that?"

"So you do know what it is?" Zoso clicked his tongue. When Sarah took too long to respond to his question, he added, "Perhaps, I was wrong about you. I saw you use it before. I know you can use it again."

He wanted something in turn of her becoming his apprentice. She knew she would kick herself for this later. She might be able to make a deal with him. "What's in it for me?" Sarah demanded, as he lifted her chin and held his gaze on her. She didn't break away, staring at him long enough for him to remove his hand from her chin and take a step back.

"Unlimited power."

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" Sarah asked him.

Zoso just shrugged bluntly. "You don't know. I'm the Dark One, but why would I betray you if you hold such a magnificent power? I could teach you how to wield more. First, we have to go to a certain town."

"What for? You could take my power and leave me for dead."

"You are quite the smart one," Zoso told her. "Such a trait is required to be my apprentice. But you still ask too many questions."

"As your apprentice, I have every right to ask," Sarah replied sharply. She would not hold back while her life may be on the line.

He chuckled, patting her on the head softly. He was trying to reassure her he would never betray her but Sarah knew better than to trust the likes of him. If the Dark One held enough power to help her, then using him would be wise. "Maybe," he replied. "You're looking for trouble if you keep doing it. Sometimes, it's better not to know anything."

The memory lasted longer than the previous times she saw them. Sarah pinched her nose as she tried to think about it more. Someone knocked her out while she spoke to Pan, and the memory lasted without a nose bleed. She thought it too soon for, she fell to her knees, covering her nose while the blood seeped through her hand. She pinched the base of it, sitting down against what felt like a cage. Again. She was alone this time. "He

Hell," Sarah muttered. The bleeding stopped at last and she sighed, taking a deep breath. The amount of nose bleeds in the past few days left her with a huge headache at the back of her skull.

She didn't know what to do anymore. The memory left her with more questions. She thought Rumplestilskin was the Dark One not this 'Zoso'. Sarah wondered if there were more than one. Rumple was the only one with that answer and of course he was against her, thinking she took Henry. Also, if Pan was from her 'past', she surely didn't see him in the memory. At least, not yet. She wasn't sure she wanted to see anymore. Her entire head felt like exploding if she had one more nosebleed.

I had powers? Zoso said something about 'rifts'? Whatever those are, Sarah thought, nearly falling asleep until she heard footsteps around the cage. Pan. She waited until the footsteps ceased to speak. "You really must love to lock me up," Sarah said, aloud.

But it wasn't Pan who was looking at her. It was Felix, the one who knocked her out. "I know what you're up to," Felix said. "You want to hurt him, don't you?"

"Hurt who?" Sarah snapped.

"Stop playing games. I talk about Peter Pan," Felix said. "Ever since you arrived he's been acting strangely around you. I don't know why, but whatever spell you are putting over him, it will never work."

Sarah scoffed at Felix's words, for they did no damage to her. "Say what you want, but it sounds as if you are a little jealous of me." Felix stopped talking, earning a smug smile across Sarah's lips. She was getting somewhere. "What? Don't tell me it's not true. From the moment I came here, you've hated me because his concern has been for me."

"What do you know?" Felix asked her.

She would have said it except Felix was being called from the distance. "Why are you speaking to the prisoner?" Pan questioned him. "She is off limits. I need you to guard the base in case anyone tries to take Henry again."

"Did someone find him?"

"I took him," Pan replied, quickly losing his patience with his second in command which made Sarah sneer. "Now go." Felix left them right away. Pan turned to her, and shook his head as usual. "Harassing the boys are we?"

She grabbed the cell bars violently enough to shake them. "Hey, you let him knock me out!" Sarah growled. Pan remained unfazed by her sudden rage. In fact, he smiled at her, which boiled her blood even further. "My head still hurts from that, thanks."

"I never asked him to knock you out, Sarah. I do want to know, what is with the nose bleeds?"

"Humidity?"

"Something else is going on."

It would probably be better if I just didn't tell him about the memories, Sarah thought, pushing a piece of her blonde streak back behind her ear. "They are just nose bleeds," she said, trying to shrug it off. "It's nothing to be overly concerned over, and don't pretend to care about me."

"Trust me," he replied, before standing up. "I don't. You can come out of your cage, though. There's not much use for you being in there."

"Why lock me up then?" Sarah asked. Pan didn't respond to her so she made another step forward. "Answer me this… do you lock up everyone who despises you?"

"Does it look like there is anyone here besides you who hates me?"

"Because you poisoned their minds."

"Keep telling yourself that," Pan said. "Just remember I am the one letting you out of the cage here. You are very lucky I changed my mind." Like I care if he changes his mind, she thought. It wasn't important if he let her out. He should not have done it to her in the first place. "If there is one thing I do recall about you, Sarah, it's that you're able to pick locks. You could have found something to pick the lock with."

"How did you know?"

"It was easy enough for you to pick it, but you didn't."

How did he know about her ability to pick locks? It wasn't something she picked up in the shelter. She just always knew somehow and never asked herself why. She started to really wonder what Pan's role in her previous life was, if she even had one or he was messing around with her and lied to get her going.

A piece of her blonde highlight fell into her eyes as she sat back and took a couple of deep breaths. It had been ages since she ever felt at ease. Neverland made stress ten times worse when she was pulled into it. Why did I have to be with Henry when Tamara and Greg decided to kidnap him? She thought. Then he would be pretty much by himself with Pan and Sarah realized she couldn't leave him until everything was settled.

"You can come out now," Felix said, and unlocked the cage. "Pan told me to. This doesn't mean we're friendly. It means he still has use for you."

"Thanks for the observation," Sarah muttered, brushing the annoying piece of hair behind her ears. She walked all the way back to the base where Henry was holding a cross bow in his hands. Not again. "Henry! What are you -"

Henry turned around sharply, letting go of the arrow. It whizzed past her ear, nicking the top of it. He didn't react to almost hitting her nor was he happy about it. He kept on a neutral expression on his face and looked to Pan for guidance. Sarah touched the top of her ear, seeing a tiny drop of blood on her hand. "Next time, aim for her heart so she knows what it's like when someone crushes it."

"Says the one who kidnaps boys and keeps them here. That isn't creepy at all!" she retorted.

"Never asked for your approval," Pan shot back at her and turned his attention to henry. His hands slid onto the boy's shoulder. "I don't want you near her unless I say so. Understand?" Henry nodded, unknowingly walking into what Sarah knew was a trap set up for him later on. "I need to speak to you about something very important, Henry… Come with me."

Sarah watched them closely, careful not let either know she was following them. Pan whispered something to Henry before stopping in front of a treehouse. Henry nodded, robotically and climbed up the ladder. Pan disappeared as soon as possible, leaving Sarah free to follow Henry.

She heard a female voice talking to him. Sarah carefully climbed the ladder. She wasn't able to see much. Just a bed, and Henry standing in front of it. The girl he was talking to sounded like Wendy, the other prisoner she was with a couple days ago. Wendy spoke to Henry of how sick she was and that he should save magic before it was too late. Save Magic? Sarah thought. That can't be right.

Sarah hid in the bushes after that, waiting for Henry to leave the tree house. She saw Pan climbing back up the ladder afterwards as if he planned the entire thing. Sarah snuck up to hear them speaking to one another. "Well done. I couldn't have played the part better myself. Oh, and that bit about dear old dad," Pan said.

"I don't like lying to him," Wendy replied.

"Well, don't think of it as lying. Think of it as providing motivation."

"Motivation for what?" Yes, please elaborate, Sarah thought.

"Doing what needs to be done. For all of us. Henry has the heart of the truest believer and I need to control that belief."

Heart of the truest believer? That was a new one. "What do you need him to believe in?" asked Wendy.

"Me," Pan said. "Now back to your cage."

Sarah left the house quickly, running to find Henry desperately. Saving magic? The heart of the truest believer? Pan was trying to trick Henry into thinking he was saving magic when really it would hurt him a lot. Tamara and Greg were tricked into thinking Pan told them into destroying magic and must have made them take Henry in Storybrooke. She found him dancing along with the rest of the boys, smiling and having fun.

He won't listen to me now, she thought. I need to find his parents immediately. But first, she had to speak with Wendy about Pan's plan for Henry. She could use the information to help his parents save him.

"Going somewhere, darling?" Pan asked from behind.

She shrugged, pretending not to have a direction. "Nowhere special," Sarah replied, bracing herself for ridicule. "I don't feel like dancing is all. The fire is too hot to look at. I prefer to stay by myself where people like you can't bother me."

Pan stopped her from moving forward, appearing in front of her. "If you think about running off, I will kill you," he warned her, which didn't affect her one bit. She just shook her head because she had no intentions of running away since the last time she tried to, Pan easily caught her. Sarah thought of letting him know she knew about his plan for Henry but decided it would be better to wait for the right moment.

"How you torment me so!" Sarah exclaimed. "I will never leave Henry alone with you." She purposely hit his shoulder as she left him, satisfied she managed to get the final word. Sarah couldn't help but look back to see If he was still standing there. He wasn't. Must've given up, she thought.

The moment Sarah walked past Pan was the same moment he realized how much she truly got underneath his skin. As if her returning wasn't already bad enough, she also had a hold on him which nobody else had and it was her of all people.

Sarah was up to something. But what exactly? He had no proof of her going behind his back and even I she found out what Pan had in mind for Henry, she wouldn't be able to run very far before he found her. She finds this amusing, he thought. Well, she won't for long. He summoned Felix to find out what she was doing but not to make himself known to her unless she visibly did something to betray Pan. If Pan went in place of Felix, Sarah would immediately know. She seemed to know whenever he was around.

"Watch where you are going!" he shouted back when he still worked for the blacksmith his father sold him to. He never forget the hard, cold stare Sarah gave him. She accidentally knocked him over whole passing by the black smith stand. If looks could kill, he'd be dead already. Back then, he never thought twice of who she was or who she would be to him.

"Watch out yourself!" Sarah snapped right back at him and continued walking along with a strange man in a black cloak, while carrying a strange looking dagger with him.

A dagger? No one would fight with something like that. It reminded him of the same one Rumple carried around. Odd… he remembered it now of all times instead of when it would have helped him out the most. Sarah was in the company of the former Dark One. Zoso.

He wondered why the former Dark One would even need her. Sarah never told him about Zoso or who the man was when they became closer. Whatever the reason, he held information against her. "I'll figure you out. Just you wait, Sarah," he whispered to himself.

Wendy's cage had to be somewhere close by. She checked multiple times to find the same cage Pan placed her in at the beginning. It was nowhere near the area she thought. "Has to be a mistake," she muttered. The cage could not have moved all by itself unless Pan deliberately moved it on its own.

She heard crying off in the distance. Sara followed it carefully, coming across a lone cage out in the open. She looked closer, seeing nothing but a dark figure inside it. It was Wendy, and she was hugging her knees with tears running down her face. "Wendy!" Sarah whispered. Wendy looked up at her, and her face brightened at the sight.

"Sarah? Sarah, you have to save Henry!" Wendy exclaimed. "Please, if you don't he's going to die!"

"Calm down. I will… I need to ask you something first. What is the Heart of the truest believer?"

Wendy shrugged. "I… don't know but I do know one thing… He needs henry's heart because he's dying."

"No way. Pan is dying?" Sarah whispered. "But he's my age."

"He isn't your age. I thought that too… Once. He's a lot older than he looks."

"But how did he get that way?"

"I-I don't know much… I only know of what he has told me so far."

"Shit. Henry is in far more trouble!" Sarah exclaimed. Wendy seemed baffled at the language Sarah used. The girl was still from the 1900s, so she couldn't really blame her for being confused. "I will get you out of here, Wendy. I promise."

Wendy started tearing up again. Sarah was no good with people they were sad. "She was good at making people cry, something she was not exactly proud of. "I just want to see my brothers again!" she cried. "I hate it here!"

"I doubt I can break you out without getting caught but I will Wendy. Just trust me on this one."

Wendy nodded. "Thank you. You remind me of Henry a little."

"Really? We aren't related, though."

"I didn't mean like that. It's your attitude on wanting to save us."

"Uh - well, I will keep it in mind, but I should go back to camp before I am figured out - "

Wendy gasped, pointing behind her, as someone put their arms around Sarah's neck. "Never thought you would last here." The person sounded a lot like Felix, Pan's second in command.

Sarah elbowed him in the ribs and kicked him in the shin. Felix had followed her the entire time. Damn him. He smacked her with the large wooden stick he carried on his back. Sarah ignored the blood running down her cheek for an instant and focused on running away from Felix. Felix trailed behind her quite closely. It had been a while since someone was able to catch up to her so close. It would be tough to outrun him in the forest. Anything could happen.

If she were running in New York, there would be no problem there. Over there, she had a better chance out running Felix. Sarah wished she was back in the city even though she hated it with a huge passion. She wanted nothing to do with New York except back there, lost boys weren't chasing her down.

Sarah stopped ahead, looking back to see if Felix was still running after her. She searched for him, high and low and once she saw there was no sight of him, she kept going until she heard foot steps behind her. She continued running and realized she was also running down an extremely steep hill. There was no way to stop herself from running.

What she did not expect was to trip over a rock and start rolling down the hill. She hit every possible bump along the way until she finally came to a stop. Her head kept on spinning out of control but her body was no longer moving. "Last time, I take the short cut," she muttered, trying to get her aching legs to move.

"You again." She saw several people standing before her or it was her sight fooling her into seeing quadruple. It was the same raven-haired woman who angrily confronted her before. If her head ever stopped spinning, she would respond gladly. Emma, Mary-Margaret, David and a man with a hooked hand were also there. "We have found the girl who helped Tamara and Greg take Henry."

A|N: It has been a while since I wrote a chapter but I have been busy with my own story. Since I finished it, I am free to write fanfiction! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed! Keep them coming :) Seriously though if you guys want sneak peaks or ask me questions about the story or whatever go to my tumblr which is linked in my profile! (too much work to link it here). :D