The Heart of the Thing He Loves Most (OUAT/Peter Pan fanfic) Emma stepped forward, her gaze hard. "Let her go, Pan," she ordered. "She has nothing to do with this." I shivered as Pan's hot breath blew against the exposed skin on my neck when he laughed mockingly through his nose. "That's where you're wrong, Emma. This little lass has been more trouble than she's worth." I glowered, even though he couldn't see me, and started to struggle, but he pressed the cool blade more firmly against my skin, enough so that I immediately stopped cold, but not hard enough to draw blood. "Now," Pan started dangerously. "If any of you try to follow me, I'll kill her." With that, he teleported out of there, taking me with him. -- What if Pan never enacted the curse that would turn Storybrooke into the new Neverland? What if he was stopped before he could? This is Bailey's story.