A/N: This is my first OUAT fanfic and it's Tinklix, obviously.
I just felt I needed to write something about them, since Tinklix is my OTP and sadly there are only a few fics about them.
I would like this to grow into a series of one-shots and drabbles around the Tinklix ship, so if you have any ideas for me for another chapter, feel free to PM me or leave a review :)
This one will most likely become a two-shot. Depends on if you guys like it and want me to continue.
Enjoy!
Chapter one: I (no longer) believe in you
I no longer believe in you.
These words had felt like a stab in her heart when she had heard them.
I no longer believe in you.
It hurt so much, not only mentally, but also physically, because the instant the Blue Fairy said those words aloud, her wings had been ripped off from her. She had felt the tears coming to her eyes immediately, tried to hold them back, but she simply couldn't. She didn't want to give Blue the satisfaction to see her break down, so she turned around, head high, and ran away before the first tears strolled down her cheeks.
She ran for hours, without even knowing in which direction, just far away from the Blue Fairy.
But no matter how much space she put between them, her words were still echoing in her head.
By the time the sun was already going down, she could make out a forest in the distance. She'd always felt safest in a forest and since she didn't know where she was anyway, she decided she could as well spend the night in there.
Soon she found a clearing and she finally stopped running, suddenly all the strength that had kept her moving on all day leaving her body. She sank to the ground, leaning against a tree at the edge of the clearing. She wanted to cry, but there were no tears left. Instead, she started sobbing, hugging herself tightly when the sky turned dark and the air cooled down quickly. She began shaking. Whether it was caused by the coldness or the sobs shaking her, she couldn't tell. Maybe both. She didn't care.
I no longer believe in you.
The words were still spinning around in her head, keeping her from getting some sleep.
The fallen fairy was so occupied by her misery, that she didn't notice someone was watching her.
Peter and Felix were wandering through the wood, heading for the camp of the Lost Boys, when Peter suddenly heard a noise. He took a few steps in the direction the noise came from, and behind the trees he made out a small figure. A girl. No. A fairy. The missing wings had confused him first, but as he looked more closely, there was no doubt this was a fairy.
Felix had joined his leader and was now watching the small creature as well, noticing that it was shaking hard. It has to be very cold in that dress. He didn't know where that came from, but he suddenly felt the urge to help this creature. Without even thinking about it he made a few steps in her direction, but Pan held him back.
Felix turned towards him, his head tilted questioningly. What are we going to do about her?
Pan, who was used to the fact this his second didn't talk much, understood the unspoken question.
"We are going back to the camp", he said and headed straight off for the camp, without looking back at the wingless fairy once more. He only cared for the Lost Boys, not for some fairy. Besides, this certain specimen wasn't just a fairy but a fallen one. She didn't even have magic. So she was no use to him anyway. Not that she would have helped.
It took a few moments until he noticed Felix wasn't following him. Without turning back, he just said: "Come on, Felix. You can't help her anyway."
One last time he glanced over to her, then he joined Pan and left her behind. For now, at least.
Back in the camp, Felix' thoughts wandered off to that girl all the time.
He hadn't seen any girls here in a while (except from Wendy, but that's something else). Why did she come here? And where from?What happened to her that made her look so miserable?
Being captured by his thoughts like this, he didn't notice that Pan was leaving the camp for a while.
Pan didn't need to look back to check if someone was following him, he would have sensed that. Still, he didn't want to attract any attention so he moved almost without making a noise.
Soon he reached the clearing, finding the fairy at the same place he had seen her before.
She didn't even notice him when he stood right in front of her.
"Tell me, Tink", he said, spilling her name, using her nickname to taunt her. Her head snapped up as she realized she wasn't alone any more and jumped to her feet. One look at that boy was enough for her to recognize him, although it has been a while since they last met. Not that she would complain about that.
"Pan", she hissed. So she was in Neverland again. She should have recognized it in the first place, but it had looked different the last time.
"Why did you come back here?"
"I didn't choose to come here, believe me."
"I'm sure you didn't. But since you have no wings and no magic, I guess you'll be staying for a while", he said it in a light tone, but his eyes were showing something else, something dangerous.
Of course, Tinkerbell knew far too well what he was capable of, how dangerous he could be. After all, she had seen him locking a girl away in a cage to blackmail her brothers. A girl, Tinkerbell had been so sure that he had feelings for. Her fairy senses must have mislead her. Or Pan just had a really twisted mind. That was much more likely. She wondered what had become of Wendy.
"I just want to make sure you haven't forgotten the rules that apply to everyone on this island." He let it sound like a threat.
"You mean your rules", Tink muttered. Pan just went on like there was no interruption.
"You are not going to question my rules", he began to enumerate.
"I'm not even going to talk to you", was her response.
"Be careful, fairy. You don't want to be my enemy."
Tink looked at him expectantly until he went on.
"No one leaves Neverland without my permission."
"Anything else?"
"I don't want to see you anywhere near the camp."
"I didn't plan to pay you a visit anyway. Would you be so kind now and let me alone?"
"Sure. Just go on crying or what else you have in mind. I won't bother you."
And with that he walked away from her, back into the shadows of the wood. As soon as he disappeared she sunk back down to the ground, leaning against the tree again and wrapping her arms around her knees. Although she was shaking badly, she somehow managed to fall asleep.
Felix was staring in the flames of their camp fire, absorbed with thoughts. No one was wondering about his behaviour, because he was usually very silent as well. He didn't notice when Pan came back, but then he hadn't been aware that he was gone in the first place.
He was pulled away from his thoughts when Pan started to play his pipe. The Lost Boys around him jumped to their feet and started to dance to the music. Felix was the only one who didn't join them. Somehow, this evening the music didn't sound as carefree and happy as always. It sounded different. He couldn't quite lay a finger on it, but he just didn't feel the urge to join the other Lost Boys.
Pan had noticed him, of course. He was shooting him a questioningly look across the camp fire.
"I'm just tired. I'm going to bed now." He spoke softly, not able to hear his own voice through the music and the laughter filling the camp, but Pan obviously understood, because he nodded when Felix turned his back to the camp and headed for his tree house.
Pan knew his second for quite a long time now and this was really strange behaviour for him. He would keep an eye on him from now on.
Of course, Felix wasn't really tired. He had just needed an excuse and this was as good as any other. He just stopped by his tree house to grab a blanket before he left it again.
Carefully, he looked back to check if someone was following him. When he was sure everyone else was still at the camp he left camp and tree house behind to look for the poor girl they had seen earlier.
It didn't take long until he reached the clearing and found that the girl hadn't moved. Still in the same position, still shaking, she was leaning against a tree. Apart from the shaking, she wasn't moving. It looked like she was asleep.
When he entered the clearing, he must have stepped on a twig or something because she raised her head and said quietly, tired of speaking: "Go away, Pan."
Felix stopped in his tracks, not sure what to think about this. So she knew Pan. Had she been here, in Neverland, before? That was a possible solution. And it made sense. He remembered when he'd been here with Pan earlier, that it looked like he'd recognized her then.
At the same time, Tinks eyes had adjusted to the darkness and her gaze fell on someone that was certainly not Pan. She froze.
That boy was much taller, with blond hair. And unlike Pan, he wasn't mocking her but concern filled his grey eyes. That was strange. Strange as well was that he just stood there, a few steps away from her, silent and holding something in his hand that wasn't in the shape of a weapon. And there she'd thought Pan's people always carried weapons around with them.
Felix was pondering what the right thing to do would be. Pan had told him that he couldn't help her and Felix had the strange feeling that his leader just said that, because he didn't want him to help.
And yet... She looked so sad and alone, he felt he had to. On the other side, he had always been loyal to Pan. He owed him for bringing him to Neverland, for giving him a new home. That made it a hard decision.
Then he realized Pan had never told him to stay away from that girl, he'd just told him he couldn't help her. So he wasn't disobeying some order or anything. But still...
He raised his head to look at her and their eyes met. Just then, his concerns shifted. He wasn't concerned about whether he was doing the right thing any more, but about the girl in front of him.
Hesitantly, he closed the distance between them and held the blanket out to her.
"Here", he said. "I thought you might need one."
He green eyes widened with surprise and she didn't take the blanket right away.
"Is it so surprising that someone wants to help you?" he asked and chuckled softly.
She shrugged but reached out for the blanket and wrapped it around her. Warmth surrounded her immediately.
"Thank you", she smiled weakly.
"You're welcome", he said, returning the smile.
After a few moments of silence, he asked: "What's your name?"
He could tell from the look in her eyes that she was pondering whether to trust him or not. She finally decided it was worth a try.
"I'm Tinkerbell, but Tink is just fine."
He smiled at that. Then his smile suddenly dropped and he tilted his head, listening to the sounds of the forest. He seemed to hear something Tinkerbell didn't, because he turned back to her and whispered: "I have to go now, Tink. I'll come back tomorrow. That is, if you want me to." He added hesitantly, insecurity in his voice.
"That would be nice. But why do you have to go? What's going on?"
"Tomorrow", he promised, then turned to leave.
"Wait!" she exclaimed. "I don't even know your name." He turned around and their eyes met for a moment.
"I'm Felix." And with that he disappeared into the shadows of the forest.