It had been around 4 months since Peter had tried and failed to cast the curse and Peter and Felix had since found a house in the outskirts of Storybrooke, not yet daring to leave and brave this new, built environment (especially with Peter's lacking in magic).

But today, the Saviour (Peter often sneered about this - had she managed to actually save anything yet?), was taking both of them, along with the rest of her family, out to Boston.

The plan was for David, Mary Margaret and Henry to part with Emma, Peter and Felix, so the latter could sort out the matter of credit cards and legal documents.

There was a loud honk from outside, signalling the arrival of The Charmings and Co. Peter shrugged on his coat as Felix waited patiently at the door, hair looking pleasingly ruffled.

"Looking forward to today?" Felix smirked and Peter rolled his eyes, moving towards the door.

"Yes, particularly looking forward to seeing Henry," Peter responded as they both stepped out into the chilly air, Felix promptly locking the door (although what suicidal fool would dare break into their house?).

His eyes only lingered on Felix for a moment, but it was enough to see the green scowl upon his face. Peter smirked and pointedly turned his collar up.

"Jealousy isn't a good look on you Felix,"

"I'm not jealous." Felix protested. "He's what, 14?"

Their conversation was cut short once they had reached the truck and pulled the door open. From the front seat, Emma Swan looked over her shoulder.

"There's only room for one more person," she said, her voice trying to sound apologetic. "Henry's made plans with a friend, David and Mary Margaret have plans, and I need to take at least one of you to the bank..."

Peter was silent, glancing at the empty seat and then slowly back to Felix. The awkward silence was almost palpable.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we can accommodate." Peter flashed a smirk in her direction. Emma glanced worriedly at her parents, who were sitting in the back seat. "Go on then, Felix."

Felix carefully climbed into the truck and sat next to David.

He looked over to Peter again, his lips curling into a smile and his eyes asking what next?

A moment later, Peter was in the car, perching on Felix. The door had been shut and his back leaned against the door. Casually, he slung one arm over Felix's shoulder.

Felix immediately adapted to the new scene, with his right elbow balanced on the window sill, his hand immediately began to tug and play with Peter's hair and the collar of his coat, with the left hand coming to rest on his thigh.

Emma sighed. David scratched the back of his neck. Henry shifted uncomfortably in the front seat.

"Problem solved," Peter said.

"I'm pretty sure that's not legal..." Mary Margaret piped up, her hand resting on her enlarged stomach.

"Wow Peter, did you hear that? Apparently it's not legal," Felix drawled and David protectively laced his hand with Mary Margaret's.

"If there's an accident..." Emma started. "You're not immortal here, you know."

"Yes, I do know that, so would you gladly get a move on?" Peter rolled his eyes.

Sighing again, Emma turned the key in the ignition and the truck roared to life.

Peter settled down, relaxing further into Felix.

It was barely ten minutes later and Peter was prodding Felix, who gladly catered to Peter's needs, earning him a grateful kiss on the cheek. Felix looked down, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.

Peter revelled in making him smile like this, as it was different to his usual smirk, his usual expressions. With his eyes lighting up, Peter brought his lips to Felix's neck.

If either of them were looking, they would've seen Emma glaring at them through the windshield mirror, David pointedly looking away, and Henry and Mary Margaret smiling slightly (although even if they had seen, they probably wouldn't have understood).

"Pan..." Emma said, warning in her voice. "Keep it G-rated please."

Peter looked up, an eyebrow cocked. "G-rated?"

Henry snickered.

Peter frowned but didn't pursue his previous actions, settling instead for resting his head on the window, playing with Felix's hair.

"Are we there yet?" he whined, but a moment later.

Emma sighed, this was going to be a long ride.