AN: So, this is my first Once Upon a Time fanfic, not to mention the first fanfic I've written in years, but I've been obsessed with OUAT, and I've loved all the stories I've been reading, which inspired me to write my own . It takes place immediately after the last scene of episode 3x08, which means it will probably (definitely) be AU by the time the next episode airs. It will eventually be a Captain Swan fic, with some other relationships sprinkled in here and there. There will definitely be lots of angst, but eventually, there will be a happy ending. Rated T for now, but the rating may go up in later chapters.

The first chapter is mainly expository, so I apologize for the jumping POVs of all the characters, and the lack of Captain Swan. Please read and review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Once Upon a Time

Chapter One

Emma rushed over to where Henry lay on the ground, unmoving. "Henry!" she cried. She gathered Henry's limp form into her arms and stroked his hair. "Henry," she sobbed. He couldn't be dead, she thought to herself. "Kid, please, wake up."

Regina's eyes were filled with tears as she knelt beside the pair. She took Henry's hand and placed it against her cheek. "Henry, no," she whispered. "You were already a hero."

Neal sank down beside them. He had no idea what to do. He couldn't believe that he'd lost his son after just learning about his existence. He reached out and awkwardly wrapped his arms around Emma's shoulders, at a total loss for words. There was nothing he could possibly say to make things better.

For several moments, the only sound that could be heard in Skull Rock was the heart wrenching weeping of Henry's two mothers.

Suddenly, Henry gasped and bolted upright in Emma's grasp. Emma, Regina and Neal all fell back in surprise. Henry turned to the three adults with wide eyes. Instantly, he found himself at the center of a crushing four-way hug. He soon realized that they wouldn't be letting go any time in the near future. "Uh…guys? I need to breathe," he announced, squirming slightly. He took a deep breath once they let go.

Neal was the first to find his voice. "What happened?" he asked hoarsely. "We saw you give Pan your heart."

"In Neverland all you have to do is think of something to have it. Even something fake," Henry replied knowingly. "I heard Pan say that to Mr. Gold before he trapped him in that box over there. He tried to hide me away, but sound echoes on all of this rock. I gave Pan a fake heart. I knew he was lying about saving magic."

"But we all felt a wave of magic," Emma pointed out, confused. "I don't understand. What caused it?"

Henry looked up at the magical hourglass. The top was empty. "That was Pan losing all of his magic. It's all going back into Neverland; that's what knocked me out, " Henry explained. "He's going to die." He looked at his three parents. "I knew you'd save me." He found himself in the middle of another group hug, although this one was more brief.

"Come on," Emma urged, helping Henry to his feet. "We can all celebrate later. Let's get out of here. We're meeting everyone back at the Jolly Roger." She took her son by the hand and encouraged him to start walking. Henry was a bit unsteady on his feet and relied heavily on Emma's help.

"Wait!" Regina called out, coming to a halt. "Rumpelstiltskin. We have to get him out."

Regina grabbed Pandora's Box and activated it, releasing Rumpelstiltskin. The Dark One looked around, bewildered. "What happened? Where's Pan?" he asked warily.

"Later," Regina snapped. "We're leaving. Now."

The five of them hurried through the caves and made their way to the boats. They quickly got into one, untied it and pushed off.

"Wait! We have to save Wendy!" Henry insisted frantically. "She's been Pan's prisoner for years."

"Already done," Neal assured him. "Wendy is safe. Hook and Tinker Bell are with her on the Jolly Roger as we speak."

Regina used magic to propel the rowboat through the water as quickly as possible. They followed the coast of the island to where the Jolly Roger was anchored. Soon, the pirate ship came into view.

Henry stood up in the boat and waved. "Ahoy!" he yelled excitedly.

Faces appeared over the railing of the Jolly Roger. Mary Margaret, David, Tinker Bell and Wendy waved back happily. Charming threw down a rope ladder for them to climb. As soon as they were all on board, the anchor was raised and Hook, at the helm of the ship, navigated the boat out to open water. True to his promise to Neal, Rumpelstiltskin refrained from using magic, and stood back while Emma and Regina filled the ship's sails with conjured wind.

Henry found himself in another series of crushing hugs, this time instigated by his grandparents.

"We're so glad you're all right," Mary Margaret said tearfully. She kissed the top of his head and held him tightly while David had his arms around the both of them.

"I'm glad you're all safe too," Henry replied with a smile.

Emma approached her parents. "Did you get the water?" she asked, concerned.

David nodded as he and Mary Margaret held up their water skins. "Hopefully, it will last until Gold mixes up the permanent cure."

"What was that wave of magic?" Mary Margaret asked. "You all felt it, right?"

"It was Pan's magic going back into Neverland," Emma explained. "He won't be bothering us anymore."

"Pan is…dead?" Rumpelstiltskin whispered. He staggered back, stunned. His father was gone. Destroyed by his grandson. All of the anger and hurt that he'd been carrying in his heart from his father's abandonment lifted in that moment. And that was when he realized that the prophecy had come true. Henry had undone all of the pain inside him. Rumpelstiltskin gazed and Henry with gratitude and vowed to himself that he would never let any harm come to his grandson.

"Wait a minute," David said, alarmed. "If Pan is dead, then what happens to his shadow? Will it still lead us home?"

Neal reached into the pack where the magic coconut had been stowed. "There's only one way to find out," he replied. He untied the strings holding the coconut closed and cautiously lifted away the top half. He yelled in dismay as Pan's shadow emerged and flew straight into the Neverland Jungle.

"Well, I do hope one of you has a magic bean on your person. Or a magic hat," Hook called out from the wheel of the ship. "Pan's shadow does his bidding, and now Pan is dead. I'm sure it's not planning on making any trips between lands any time soon."

"What about this?" Wendy asked, holding out a leather pouch that had been hidden within the folds of her dress. "It was in Pan's tree house."

Henry took the bag and opened it. "Pixie dust!" he exclaimed. "We can use this to get us home!"

Neal shook his head. "Henry, we can't fly home if we don't know the way," he said gently.

"That's how pixie dust works when we use it," Henry replied impatiently. "But if a fairy uses it…"

They all turned, as one, to look at Tinker Bell, their eyes filled with hope.

"I'm sorry, Henry." Tinker Bell shook her head sadly. "I can't help you get home. I'm not even a real fairy anymore."

"Yes you can!" Henry insisted. "I know you can!"

Tinker Bell gasped as she was enveloped in a burst of light that caused the others to shield their eyes. When the light faded, Tinker Bell was fairy-sized and fluttering around with a set of glittering green wings. She gazed at Henry in awe. "You really are the Truest Believer," she marveled.

Henry handed Tinker Bell the pouch of pixie dust. "You're going to need this."

Tinker Bell grinned at Henry and then at everyone else on the Jolly Roger. "Hang on, everyone," she warned them. "It's going to be a bumpy ride." Grabbing a handful of pixie dust, she flew up to the top of the tallest mast of the Jolly Roger and flung the dust outward. A glittering cloud surrounded the ship and the sails billowed with magical wind. Everyone on board lost their balance as the ship lurched out of the water.

Emma and Regina each looped an arm through the ship's rigging and wrapped the other around Henry protectively. David wound one of the ropes that normally tied the sails down around his arm and wrapped Mary Margaret in a tight embrace while she clung to him just as tightly. Rumpelstiltskin had a firm grip on one of the ship's railings. Neal had Wendy in his arms and they were crouched down by a set of wooden crates that had been tied down to the deck with tarp and rope netting. Hook held tightly to the ship's wheel, keeping the keel as straight as possible.

"Find a happy thought!" Tinker Bell yelled from above. She took another handful of dust and threw it in front of the ship. As it fell, it swirled and coalesced into a portal. As the ship slipped through, the fairy gripped the sail and held on for dear life.

Henry's happy thought was that he was with his family.

Emma and Regina's happy thought was that they'd finally found their son.

David's happy thought was that he would survive his Dreamshade poisoning, leave Neverland, and be able to spend the rest of his life with Mary Margaret.

Mary Margaret's happy thought was that her entire family was finally back together again.

Rumpelstiltskin's happy thought was that they were headed back to Storybrooke and he'd be able to see Belle again.

Neal's happy thought was that Wendy was safe after risking herself to save him.

Wendy's happy thought was that she would be seeing her brothers again.

And Killian's happy thought was…

Emma.

AN: Should I keep going?