"I love you but that was wrong." Hermione muttered. "I had to do it, Hermione. So we can have our happy ever after." The girl wiped her tears, "Villains don't get a happy ending." Hermione smiled slightly, hugging Henry, truly knowing the boy was Peter. Suddenly, Henry's body began to shake vigorously. "No, no, no" Peter muttered, his body falling limp. "What's happening?" Peter shakes continued. "They're switching our bodies!" The lost boy fell unconscious minutes after.

Hermione shook Henry's limp body. "Peter? Peter?" She repeated over and over. After a short period of time, the boys eyes flickered open. "Peter?" Henry stood. "So you're working with him? Your trying to destroy Storybrooke." Henry stepped up, pushing Hermione slightly only for her to grab his shoulders. "I love him Henry! Now tell me, where is he?" The boy didn't speak. "Henry tell me!" She screamed, "I've just lost my best friend! I can't lose Peter too." Hermione didn't know if the tears rolling down her face where sad tears or angry tears; probably both. "Please Henry." The boy looked terrified, "Gold's shop." He said in a quick manner. "Thank You!" Hermione hugged the boy before running of to the shop. First she had to find out where it was.

After what felt like hours of searching, Hermione found the small shop that belonged to 'Mr.Gold'. She burst through the door, instantly bombarding Rumplestiltskin with questions. "The Lost Girls come to save the Lost Boy. Ahh how lovely." Hermione snarled, "Leave him, I'll take him, Storybrooke will be safe. I'll make sure he doesn't bother you!" Gold smirked, "How does your father feel about you destroying everything with your boyfriend?" Hermione stepped back lightly. "We haven't spoken about being boyfriend and girlfriends yet."

Hermione and Rumple argued back and forth, the older man manipulating the girls every move. The Lost Girl ended by giving up and sinking onto the floor by the door, continuously staring at the unconscious body of the real Peter Pan. "Hello Papa." Hermione snapped her head in the direction of Rumple, standing up quickly to notice Peter awake. "Thought you'd have killed me in my sleep laddie." Hermione smiled at the sound of his voice. "He probably thought it a few times." She said, making Peter notice her presence. He smiled, "You came all the way from the woods to find me?" Hermione nodded. They're short 'reunion' interrupted as Peter noticed the bracelet on his wrist. "Oh wait. I see. You've taken away my magic." Hermione closed her eyes, she was done for, as was Peter. And Storybrooke as the curse was in action with no way of stopping it. "It's so easy for you to strut around, and pose and manipulate my Lost Girl now isn't it? Without me being able to stop you."

Hermione listened to the small rant Peter was having about Rumple's birth and how it was a disaster that ruined everything. She waited patiently, hoping Peter had something up his sleeve. "Can't I be free of you?" Rumple raised a sword, "You will be, in death." Hermione's breath hitched, she couldn't think of a single thing she could do. Peter didn't seem fazed by the blade that was pointed at the place where his heart should have been. "Then one more lesson son. Never make a cage you can't get out of!" Peter removed the bracelet. There it was. The plan Hermione had hoped for. And it was literally up his sleeve.