Hi everyone! Sorry for the long wait again. I've been so busy with Christmas stuff I haven't had time to write, but I really wanted to get a chapter out before Christmas so I stayed up late to finish this for you! I probably won't be posting anything until after the holidays. I hope you enjoy the chapter! Merry Christmas! :)
Chapter 19
Hanna slowly opened her eyes as the jungle surrounding her came into focus. She tried to think back to what had happened. The last thing she remembered was Regina using magic on the map Pan had given Emma and being attacked by lost boys. How long ago had that been? Did her parents know she was gone? Were they looking for her? Was their search for her taking time away from Henry? How was she going to find her way back? All of these thoughts raced through Hanna's head as she looked around trying to decide which way she needed to go to find her family. She had no idea where she was or which path to take. They could lead anywhere. Hanna decided that she was just going to have to pick a path and hope for the best.
"You won't be able to find them," said a voice from behind her.
Hanna turned around to see Pan standing there with a smirk on his face. It must have been one of his lost boys that had taken her during the attack. He was behind this. Was that his plan all along when he decided to have his lost boys attack them? What did he want with her? Henry was the one he had wanted. She eyed him up suspiciously trying to figure out what he was up to. "What do you want? Where's Henry?"
"We'll get to that," Pan said as he started walking towards her.
"Tell me where he is and why you brought me here!" Hanna demanded as she walked towards him, closing the gap in between them and glaring straight into his eyes. She wished she had a sword like Emma, it would come in handy right about now. She was beyond mad and she wanted to know where he had taken her best friend.
"There's that fire," he said with a grin.
Hanna just continued to glare at him. He was clearly playing games with her. He wasn't going to tell her where Henry was…at least until he wanted to. Well she was not about to give into his tricks. She decided that the best move would be to just take a step back and not say anything, maybe then he would reveal what he wanted with her and where he was keeping Henry. She didn't respond to his remark and waited for him to say something. It took several seconds, but then he began to speak again.
"You know your sister finally got that map to work," he said with a raise of his eyebrows.
"How did she do that?" Hanna asked, trying not to sound too eager to hear the answer, but she was. She wanted to know how her sister had made the map finally appear. What did she have to say to it? What did she have to stop denying about herself?
"She stopped denying who she really was," he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
Hanna rolled her eyes, that part was obvious. "Well what was it that she had to stop denying?" Hanna asked, starting to get annoyed.
"The same thing you've always been as well…an orphan," he told her.
"I…I'm not an orphan anymore," Hanna told him. She tried say it with confidence, but her voice faltered a bit. Most of her life she had been an orphan. Part of her did still feel like that little girl who didn't have any parents. The little girl who practically raised herself in that small town. Even though she had her parents back, it was still hard to forget the first decade or so of her life where she grew up alone.
"Are you sure about that?" Pan asked with a raise of his eyebrow. "Do you really think your parents want you? I mean you're not that baby they had when the curse was cast. You're practically grown up. What would they want with you?"
"Yes I'm sure," Hanna told him, but not completely believing what she had just said. She was taking in everything Pan was telling her. It did sort of make sense. Her parents had missed out on raising her and Emma. Would they prefer to have a baby? One that they could raise and have all of those experiences with? The ones they didn't get to have with her or her sister.
"But they didn't even want you to come with them on this trip. They wanted to leave you behind," he told her.
Hanna tried not to show any emotion on her face, but in her head she was an emotional roller coaster. It was true they didn't want her to come with them on this trip. They had wanted to leave her behind in Storybrooke. They did that a lot actually. They left her with Granny or Red while they went off to save the town from it's latest danger. Maybe they really didn't want her around. Maybe they left her behind because they liked to go off on those "adventures" alone. It gave them a chance to spend time together, without her tagging along. "No," Hanna said as she shook her head. She was being ridiculous. Her parents loved her, they wanted her. She knew that. Pan was just playing games with her. She couldn't let him get into her head like that. "I'm done listening to you. Where's Henry? Take me to see him!" Hanna demanded.
"You want to go see him? Alright," he said with a shrug of his shoulder. "Follow me."
Hanna followed Pan through the jungle, back to Pan's camp where he promised Henry would be. Hanna tried to pay attention to where she was and how to get to the camp, but she gave up after awhile. The jungle all looked the same and for all she knew Pan was walking around in circles. She thought about how this could be just another one of Pan's tricks. He may not even be taking her to Henry. He could be taking her anywhere, but that didn't matter. She had to choose to trust him. She had to see Henry. She had to make sure he was alright. She had to think of a way to get him away from Pan and back to the others so that they could get off of this terrible island and go home.
Hanna's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the sound of people talking…of boys talking. It was the lost boys. They were getting closer. She could see the fire. They were at the camp. Henry had to be around she spotted him. He was laying on the ground. Hanna couldn't tell if he was just asleep or something worse. She ran over to him right away. "What did you do to him?" Hanna asked Pan in a panic.
"Relax, he's just asleep," Pan told her.
"Henry? Henry! Wake up," Hanna shouted as she knelt down on the ground and urgently shook his shoulders.
It only took a few seconds before his eyes opened and he sat up. He looked around, very confused. "Hanna! What are you doing here?" Henry asked as he quickly sat up and stared into her eyes. He couldn't believe it was really her. She was here.
"We're all here Henry. We're here to save you," Hanna told him as she wrapped her arms around him. She couldn't believe Pan actually brought her to him. She would never forget the gut wrenching feeling she had while watching Henry get pulled through that portal. She never thought she would see him again, but here he was. He was real. She could touch him. It wasn't just a dream.
"How did you get here? Hook…he took the last bean. What happened? You have to tell me everything!"
"Alright, that's enough family reunion for now," Pan said, just as Hanna was about to tell Henry everything. "Here, catch," he said as he tossed an apple at them. Neither one bothered to actually try to catch it. They just watched as it bounced on the ground.
"We don't like apples," Hanna said as she stood up and glared at Pan. She was annoyed that he had interrupted her and Henry's conversation. Plus, she really hated apples.
"Who doesn't like apples?" Pan asked.
"It's a family thing," Henry told him.
"Well don't worry, these apples aren't for eating. They're for a game, a really fun game. I call it target practice," Pan said with a smirk as he pointed a cross bow at Henry.
"We don't want to play your game," Hanna said as she pushed the cross bow away from Henry. Pan gave her a look that sent a shiver up her spine. Hanna thought that maybe she should be a little more cautious and try to keep her temper under control. Pan was very powerful and she was going to have to play his games just right if they were going to get out of here alive.
"Well you weren't invited to play the game. I was talking to Henry," Pan said as he looked back to Henry.
Hanna just watched as Henry stood up and followed Pan to where the other lost boys were standing. Hanna followed, but made sure to keep her mouth shut. Pan needed Henry for something, so she knew no harm would come to him…yet. Pan wanted Henry to shoot an apple off of the head of one of the lost boys. Henry didn't want to. He tried telling Pan that, but he didn't listen. The lost boys were gathered around. Hanna listened as they all began to chant… "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot." Henry had the bow in his hands. He aimed right for the apple. Hanna wanted to look away. Henry had never shot a bow before. What if he missed? What would the lost boys do if Henry killed one of their own? Just as Hanna was preparing herself to watch Henry shoot, he quickly switched his aim and shot the arrow directly at Pan. Hanna gasped just as Pan caught the arrow by the shaft. Hanna's eyes widened. She was not expecting that. Henry just tried to shoot Pan, but it didn't work. Now, they were going to have a bigger problem. How mad was Pan going to be now that Henry had just tried to kill him? Hanna looked over at Pan to see his reaction. He just smirked as if he was expecting Henry to do that. He said something about it being exhilarating and then told Henry he had something to show him. Hanna followed and sat down next to Henry, waiting to see what Pan was up to next. What did he have to show Henry?
Hanna listened as Pan told Henry that he's been looking for him for long time, before he was born, but Henry didn't believe him. Pan continued to tell him that he should. That this place runs on imagination, but that magic is dying. The next thing Pan said made Hanna realize why Henry was so important. He told Henry that he is the one who is suppose to save magic. Hanna didn't know how Pan was going to use Henry to save magic, but she had a feeling something bad was going to happen to Henry in the process. Hanna watched as Pan pulled out a small folded up piece of paper. He claimed to have had the paper for a long time. He held it out for Henry to look at. Hanna quickly took the paper out of Pan's hand and threw it on the ground. "We don't believe you," she told Pan as he stood up.
"Ah, there's that fire again," Pan said with a grin as he got up and walked away.
"Henry, you can't believe him," Hanna said as she turned to look at Henry once Pan was gone and they were alone.
"I don't," Henry assured her. "Let's just look at it though," he said as he reached down and picked the paper up.
"Henry, I don't think that's such a good idea," Hanna said as she watched Henry unroll the parchment.
Both of their mouths fell open when they saw what was on that paper. It was a drawing. A drawing of Henry.
"He could have just made this. I still don't believe him," Hanna said with a little less confidence than she had before.
"Yeah, you're probably right," Henry said. Hanna could tell by the way he spoke. He was having doubts too. She couldn't let him believe what Pan was telling him. That he was the one who needed to save magic. She would not let Henry make whatever sacrifice she was sure there would be and just give into Pan's plan…she was sure there was more to it than just "saving magic" like Pan had said.
"So how did you guys get here? Who all came? What happened?" Henry asked after he stopped thinking about what Pan had just told them.
Hanna started explaining to Henry what all had happened. How Hook had come back with his ship and the bean. How Mr. Gold had a way of finding out where Henry was taken and how they all boarded the ship and made their way to Neverland.
"Wait, how did you manage to come along?" Henry asked with a raise of his eyebrows. "I know Gram and Gramps didn't just let you tag along."
Hanna sighed. She really was hoping she would be able to skip that part. "Well according to Regina, I used magic," Hanna said as she looked at Henry, who's eyes widened at the thought of Hana having magic. "I don't know though…I mean one minute I was standing with Belle watching the ship sail away and the next I was on the ship surrounded by a bunch of boxes. I guess that's what happened. It was probably just a fluke."
"Hanna I don't think it was just some random thing. Think about it. You and Emma are both the product of true love, so it makes sense for both of you to have magic," Henry told her.
"Yeah I guess so. It's still kind of weird though," Hanna said with a shrug of her shoulders. She really didn't feel like she was special enough to have magic. Her sister was the saviour, not her.
"Hanna, you need to use it!" Henry said with excitement.
"What? No. I don't even know how," Hanna said as she shook her head.
"Just try. Please…you can poof us out of here and we can go find everyone else," Henry begged.
"Henry…I don't think I can. I don't even know how I did it the first time."
"Come on. You can do it," Henry said as he held onto her hand.
"Alright," Hanna said as she closed her eyes tight. She tried to do what she did last time. She thought of how more than anything she wanted to get away from Pan and back to her family. That was all she wanted. For her and Henry to be safe. She tried to concentrate really hard on those thoughts. She tried for several minutes before she sighed and opened her eyes. "It's not working Henry. I'm sorry…I don't think I can," Hanna said in defeat. She really did want to get them to safety, but that seemed impossible.
"It's okay. We'll think of something," Henry assured her.
Hanna looked down when she felt something hit her foot. It was another apple. She looked up thinking Pan would be there wanting to play another one of his games. When she looked up, a few of the lost boys were standing there, staring down at her.
"Now it's you're turn to play the game," one of the boys said to Hanna.
"Yeah, we wanna see how good of an aim a girl has," another boy said with a smirk.
"I don't want to play your stupid game," Hanna said as she kicked the apple back to the boys.
"We weren't asking," the boy said as he kicked the apple back even harder.
Hanna went to stand up. "Hanna. No. Just ignore them," Henry said as he grabbed her arm to get her to sit back down.
Hanna just pulled her arm away from Henry and picked up the apple from the ground. "I said I don't want to play, so leave me alone," she said as she threw the apple, hitting him in the head. She quickly realized that was a mistake when the boys began walking closer.
"You shouldn't have done that," the boy told Hanna as he rubbed the spot where the apple had hit.
"You're not going to touch her," Henry warned as he stood up next to Hanna and protectively stood in front of her.
"What are you going to do about it," the boy said as he gave Henry a shove.
"We're not afraid of you," Hanna said, sounding much braver than she actually felt. She really shouldn't have reacted that way. Who knows what these boys would do to them. They were perfectly fine with shooting poisoned arrows at each other for fun. There's no telling what they would do when they were mad.
"Are you sure about that?" he asked as he and the other boys lifted their arrows, pointing them at both Henry and Hanna.
Before Henry or Hanna could do anything, Pan showed up and called the boys off. Telling them that the game was over. The one boy Hanna had hit with the apple whispered to her as he walked away, telling her that she better watch her back.
Hanna just continued to glare at the boy until he was gone. She didn't want to show any signs of weakness. She had to be brave. She couldn't let them get to her.
"Hanna, what the heck were you thinking?" Henry asked as they sat back down.
Hanna just shrugged her shoulders. She didn't have an answer. He had just made her so mad and her first instinct was to throw the apple at his head. She didn't regret it. She knew she probably shouldn't have done it, but she would do it again if she had to, besides Henry was the one who had just shot an arrow at Pan.
As the hours drew on, Henry and Hanna sat waiting for their rescue party to come and tried to come up with a plan to find them themselves.
Hanna noticed that the lost boys were up to something. The small campfire was a lot larger than it had been. They had sticks in their hands. They were banging them together and they began dancing around the fire. Hanna didn't know if they were having some sort of celebration or if this was a regular thing that happened. She watched curiously as they danced happily to no music.
Hanna looked up when she heard someone approaching. It was Pan, with some sort of instrument in his hands. He tried to get Henry to join in on the party, telling him that it was a celebration for him because he had come to save magic. Henry refused. Pan tried to entice him by playing his instrument. Hanna and Henry both looked at each other with confusion, they couldn't hear anything. There was no sound. Pan found that interesting and went off, leaving Henry and Hanna to sit and watch. Hanna, not really wanting to watch the boys dance around the fire, found a stick and started to draw in the dirt. She was bored and she was also trying to keep her mind off of the thoughts and worries that were running through her head. She had barely gotten anything drawn when she felt herself getting sleepy and everything went black.
She woke up, not really knowing how much time had passed. She looked around, the lost boys were still dancing…to no music. She looked beside her and didn't see Henry. She panicked for a second and stood up to go look for him. She was afraid Pan had taken him off to "save magic" already. She only made it a few steps when she saw him among the boys… dancing. Hanna shook her head, not believing what her eyes were showing her. Henry was there, dancing with sticks in his hands and banging them together as if it were the most fun he'd ever had.
"Henry," Hanna said as she ran up to him and stopped him. "What are you doing?"
"Come dance with us Hanna. I can hear the music now. It's fun," Henry told her.
"Henry. There is no music," Hanna said in confusion.
"Sure there is," he said as he continued to bang his sticks and dance around the fire.
"Henry stop, come back over here with me," she said in a panic. What was he doing? Why was he all of a sudden happy to dance around the fire with these boys. What had happened when she fell asleep? Something or someone obviously changed his mind. Hanna looked for that someone she knew was behind it all. She spotted him playing his instrument, which still had no sound, and walked right over to him. "What did you do? What did you say to him?"
"I didn't say anything," Pan said with smirk. "He's just realized he's where he belongs."
Hanna just shook her head and looked back to where Henry was dancing. No. She wouldn't lose him to Pan. This can't be happening. She would not let him suck Henry in like that. She had to figure out a way to put a stop to this and fast. Pan would not get his way. He would not use Henry to "save magic" or whatever he really had planned. Hanna would not let Pan win.