"Who made him eat!?" Mariana screamed as she picked him up and threw three empty plates to the floor in an angry shattered mess.

"Why are you screaming in my house!?" Pan's Mother said.

"He's anorexic! And you forced him food! That can kill him," Mariana growled deeply as he got into her face.

"Well maybe you should watch your child better! Madeline found him crying in alley!"

"YOU DO NOT GET TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO BELLA!" Bella had begun to steam herself up now. She pointed to the door as Pan stepped in.

"The end of it Mama. This boy needs medical attention now. As the town nurse you made an oath not to let a child die. Not to let anyone die," Pan said calming the situation.

"Give me the boy," Bella sighed and reached for Ethan.

"Thank you, Bella... please make him well," Mariana said placing him gently in her arms, "You will be okay Blueberry..." She planted a kiss along his forehead and as he was carried off Mariana realized, she was becoming her Mother. Calming to a child who was not her own. Pan had sat down and led Mariana and Madeline to the table with him.

"He'll be okay," Pan promised falsely, "He can't die. He'll just get really sick." Mariana tipped her head down, letting the drive fall from around her neck. Pan stared at it astounded. "The drive?" Mariana nods. "Can I-" Pan went and reached for the drive but Mariana backed away. Her eyes seemed cross as she looked at him with a deeper worry.

"I'm, going to go check on him," Mariana said cautiously standing up and walking down the hall to the room Bella had taken Ethan to. She knocked on the door and watched it creek open as screams began from all around her. One of a little boy, one of an older woman, one of a little girl, and one from Pan. Mariana forced the door open and stared at the replica of her house and Carla's. But this one, was much less bloody. Shattered yellow windows, torn down curtains, dog bite marks along the bed frame.

"In less than five minutes, anything can go to chaos," Carter said within a memory of Mariana's. Before she had left to travel and fight around the world. The picture of pure blonde hair and dark green eyes stuck into Mariana's eyes. Pale skin and a clean white lap coat. Everything about Carter was exact and made with perfection that seemed to never end.

"Mariana!" Pan shouted running into the room and grabbing her. She had tumbled to the ground without realizing as tears streamed her cheeks. "Mariana! Are you okay?!"

"They took him... and her..." She huffed out.

"Who?" Pan said in a fake tone.

"YOU KNOW WHO!?" Mariana screamed and grasped Pan by the shirt, "I KNOW YOU PAN!" Tears streamed Pan's face as he looked at Mariana. His expression deepened with sorrow.

"F-F-Forgive me..." He pleaded. Mariana's eyes held no forgiveness for a former friend. For that friend, had forced her out, and she would force everyone else back. Starting with him.

"No... and I hope you never forgive me," Mariana said one final time before taking Pan's arm and removing the knife from his left hand. She had pushed Pan down and kneeled to his chest, knife ready to the heart. "I've traveled all over the world. All over this not good planet. And I can't seem to get rid of people like you fast enough." She deepened her growl as Pan's tears kept on.

"H-H-He made me..." Pan cried, "I had no choice..." Mariana shook her head and then turned it away and dug the knife into a silent cry.

"He didn't have you at gun point like he did Marcus. Like he did Carla and Rosa. Like he did with Ethan. He didn't kill you like he did my Father," Mariana forced the blade down more, "He told you what to do. And you followed his orders. Just like I'm following my own." He stood up and left the blade in Pan as she walked away. "In the end... I wish I had picked Marcus instead... at least I trust him."