Title: Resurrection

Plot: Peter Pan always gets what he wants. And what he wants right now is Felix back.

Word Count: 4569

A/N: This and most of the other stories are set in the same AU where instead of being killed, Peter is spared and is forced to live in Storybrooke under surveillance. In this AU Peter also revives Felix … which is what will be featured in this particular story. I might also add in some one-shots from Neverland or some other AU but the majority will be in the same AU. Thanks so much for reading and remember to favorite and review!

It had been nearly a month since Peter had pulled Felix's beating heart out of his chest and crushed it into dust…and Peter was miserable because of it. He wished that his idiotic son, Rumpelstiltskin, had just killed him. But his stupid girlfriend had absolutely banned him from harming anyone. Even someone as despicable as Peter himself. But Peter wished he was dead. He really did. He wished that he had been slowly brutally murdered so that he could go to hell where he was sure he had doomed Felix. Then they could be together again. Peter could remember Felix's last moments in vivid, terrifying, detail. He had done his best to show no emotion. Felix's death had been a necessity to his plans. And Felix was so blindly loyal he figured the other boy wouldn't have any complaints. Peter tried to fool himself into thinking that was the case, but remembering Felix's face...he knows it wasn't. There was fear, hurt, betrayal. All aimed at Peter. In his last moments, Felix had finally realized what a terrible monster Peter Pan was. And the very thought of that brought a lump to Peter's throat. But the thing that had really brought him to tears was when Felix looked him in the eye, Peter held the boy's beating heart in his hand. Any normal person would be begging for his life by now but Felix … Felix was no ordinary person. He had been shouting no only moments ago but now that Peter was squeezing his heart. Now he had a look of mortal terror on his face. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth staring at Peter.

"I lo-"

Peter crushed his heart. He knew what Felix had intended to say and he knew he would never be able to go through with his plot if he heard it. He watched as Felix's body crumpled lifeless to the ground. A smirk had slowly grown on Peter's- well technically Henry's as that was the body he was in at the time- face as he did his best not to burst out into tears. Felix's death had been necessary. It had been! … But why did Peter feel so dreadful about it. It didn't matter anymore. Not now. Not now that Peter was about to get Felix back. It had taken a month of hardly sleeping and doing his best to win over the people of Storybrooke but he finally knew how to restore his only friend to life. And over that time … Peter had learned quite a bit about himself. The first thing being, he was almost certain that if he had let Felix finish his sentence he would have lurched forwards and- Peter couldn't even finish his thought. The idea of love sickened him to the very bone yet somehow he felt it. The very thing that made him feel weak and miserable. Love. And all of it was aimed at Felix, the boy he had murdered. And Pan knew he wanted Felix back. More than anything else in the entire universe...and that made him feel weak. So completely, undenialably weak. To need another human to function was not something Peter was used to. Though he couldn't help but remember that it had probably always been that way. Since Peter had found the lonely teen sitting at the edge of his bedside window longing for a purpose, he had always felt something odd. Felix- at least to him- was very unlike the other lost boys. He was something unique and special. Peter reasoned that love wasn't so bad if it was aimed at someone as absolutely marvelous as Felix.

And that's what had eventually brought Peter out of his room above Granny's to his son's shop. Surely Rumple would have something to restore Felix, the only thing that worried Pan was how willing Rumple would be to use it. Sure, Rumple had spared his life, but only for Belle. Not exactly out of love for his father. Peter flinched. Belle. Rumplestilskin's true love. Why did his son deserve to keep his love when Peter was painfully deprived of his own. He hastily reminded himself that Felix wouldn't be dead if it weren't for his blind determination to take over Storybrooke. He'd still have the one he loved the most right by his side if he had not been so painfully selfish.

This was the one place his childish mind betrayed him, his judgment was painfully clouded for someone who has lived for so long. He was certain that even a true 16 year old would have made a better choice than he so foolishly had. Felix's life has not been his to take. Even though the boy was sculpted in Peter's image and was so utterly loyal his life had not belonged to Peter. It had belonged to Felix and Peter was certain in his last moments Felix had not wanted to obey Peter's wishes.

"Rumple?" Peter walking into the shop. He didn't like the nervousness that crept into his chest, this might be his only chance to fix his terrible, terrible sin.

"What do you want?" The Dark One demanded straightening up in his seat to glare at his Father.

Somehow, Peter resisted the overwhelming anger that built up in his chest, if it hadn't been for his overwhelming need to have Felix next to him he probably would have gotten into a full blown argument right then and there.

"I need your help." Peter mumbles hanging his head in embarrassment. He was Peter Pan, he shouldn't need help from anyone, yet he did need help...quite a lot of it actually.

"And why," Rumple said raising an eyebrow "Should I ever help you?"

"True Love?" Peter suggested quietly nervously shuffling his feet "I don't think that will help my case but that's what I need immediate assistance with."

Rumple stares at him for a moment, Peter assumed in shock, Rumple had probably thought he was incapable for feeling love for anything. But Peter felt love for Felix. Lots of it actually. Enough to make his head and heart ache at the very thought of his beloved Lost Boy.

"And who is it that you 'love'" Rumple asked coolly still not completely believing Peter's true intentions.

"Felix." Peter replied softly "And...I made a mistake I need help bringing him back and you're the only one I can think of who might be able to assist me in returning my love."

"You mean the boy you murdered?" The Dark One asked in amusement "Even if I did help you, I doubt he'd want to so much as look at you after what you did to him."

Peter flinched "I don't care Rumple. I just don't want him to be dead. I don't care if he goes millions of miles away and never speaks to me again I just want to know he's our there somewhere, warm an breathing."

"You do love that boy." Rumple said his voice softening, only for a moment, before his face twisted into a sinister grin "Which is why I'm going to keep him dead. I'm going to make you suffer Papa. Because that is exactly what you deserve."

Peter felt tears spring to his eyes. He wasn't used to being denied what he wanted - at this point, what he needed - he wasn't sure how someone was supposed to deal with this. He'd probably walk out right now, his head held high. But inside he'd be breaking, suffering, dying. He'd sit there thinking about what a curse his immortality was. And then he'd find a way. No matter what it was he'd find a way to make sure he didn't have to live in a world where Felix was not by his side. Regardless, he still felt he needed to try again. At least one more time. Try to appeal to whatever goodness remained in his son's heart. He deeply hoped that all that had not been squashed out of him, Peter knew he has made a slight error with Rumplestilskin. Perhaps, trading his small son for eternal youth was what had created the monster before him. But still he could not find it in his heart to feel guilt or regret. If he hadn't become Peter Pan he would never have met Felix, that was a life he was not too interested in living. Anyways, taking care of the little brat had been insufferable torture. But perhaps thinking about that now wouldn't be his best plan.

"What if it were Belle?" Peter asked his face lacking the usual smirk that might have suggested he wished harm to the bookworm "What if you did something to Belle?"

Rumple stared at him emotionlessly before dropping his eyes to his hands "I do not deserve punishment like you do."

"You abandoned Baelfire just as I abandoned you." Peter argued instantly regretting his words as Rumplestilskin looks up at him rage burning in his eyes.

"But I looked for Bae." Rumple said anger bubbling up through his words "I looked everywhere for him. You never gave me a second thought."

"I did Rumple. I do feel...maybe the tiniest bit of remorse." Peter admitted "But you turned out alright I suppose. All I'm asking is your help. Only this one time maybe...maybe we could make a deal?"

Rumple perked up at this "Perhaps that may..convince me...to offer up some of my assistance."

"What do you want?" Peter sighed "I'll give you anything..."

Rumple's eyes gleamed "Nothing much, your immortality is all."

Peter looked over eyes widening "Wh-What?!"

"In all honesty, I'll be doing you a favor." Rumple laughed "Felix won't be immortal anymore. He'll have to age and then you'll lose him all over again."

Peter considered this for a moment before nodding "I'll do it. Now tell me what I have to do to bring my Felix back."

Felix looked like he was only sleeping. He was laying down in a small coffin Peter had insisted he have. His precious lost boy has been given a preservation spell and just...left. In a dark monument in the graveyard. It had taken a lot of convincing by Peter had finally stopped him from being buried. He had forced himself to stay optimistic about Felix's revival so he had reasoned digging the boy out would be a lot of unneeded effort. Peter took a deep breath in pressing his hand to Felix's cheek. The coldness was the only thing that let Peter know that his favorite and closest companion was not asleep. He couldn't help but wonder how the boy would react when he woke, would he be scared? Angry? Grateful that Peter had brought him back? Disappointed Peter had failed? Peter shook the idea out of his head, he didn't want to think about it. No matter how the conversation went he wanted it to end with Felix being happy. After all, Felix deserved happiness. He deserved it more than Peter himself. Felix had always seen Peter like he was some sort of a god. Someone incapable of any wrong who knew all, saw all. Someone he could trust. Peter had broken that trust that has built up over so many centuries...in only a few short minutes. Peter traced the scar of Felix's face absentmindedly trying to calm himself for the meeting that would happen in a few short minutes. Peter couldn't help noticing that even dead Felix still looked the same. He was the same teenage boy, Peter's most loyal and trusted lost boy. His tough, no nonsense right hand. He still had that beauty that Peter had chose to ignore for so long. After all, one was not supposed to notice how absolutely kissable their best friend looked. Although now that Felix was dead, obviously Peter had realized their relationship had been a little more than friendship. He felt mentally prepared enough after a few more minutes of doing his best to reminisce in all the good times he and Felix had. All the jokes, pranks, laughs. Surely after all that Felix couldn't despise him for one mistake...although this was a pretty big mistake. But Peter had to remain optimistic. He took a deep breath and pulled the small vile out of his pocket. It contained pale purple liquid that seemed to glisten even in the darkness. Rumple had said all he had to do was pour it in Felix's mouth and it would bring him back. But the second Felix's heart appeared back in his chest Peter would do the one thing he had always hated doing. Peter Pan would begin to grow up. This seemed like a small sacrifice though, Felix was worth it.

With a small nervous gulp Peter uncorked the potion and slowly opened up Felix's mouth just a tiny bit. He shivered slightly, even Felix's perfect lips were freezing. That would soon change he reminded himself. Felix was going to be restored to life and then this terrible pain would finally go away. Without another thought he slowly poured the contents of the vile into Felix's mouth.

For a painful few seconds nothing happened. Peter's heart crumbled, had Rumple tricked him? Was this some sort of sick a twisted punishment?

But then "N-No!"

"Felix!" Peter cried as the boy shot up in the coffin looking terrified

"No...no...no..." Felix whispered his body beginning to shake

"Felix, relax." Peter sighed unable to hide the grin that was sneaking up on his face "Nothing bad is going to happen to you."

"Y-You killed me!" Felix exclaimed, oh no, there were tears in his eyes. Peter knew he wouldn't be able to deal with the tears.

"I-I'm...sorry..." Peter said softly trying to calm Felix down before he had a chance to start crying "It was the biggest mistake of my life and I am so, so, sorry Felix."

Felix glanced up nervously, he hadn't ever heard Pan sincerely apologize "You killed me..."

Peter felt tears springing up in his own eyes as he leaned over to hug the boy tightly "I know. I'm sorry Felix. I won't ever hurt you again I promise."

"But you did." Felix responded not hugging back, his old self was slowly returning. The serious mostly emotionless Felix that chose to sit away from the others with his cloak covering his head.

"And I'm sorry." Peter concluded not wanting to release Felix from his grip "Now don't make me say it again. You know how much I hate sappy stuff like this."

"I'm sorry Peter." Felix mumbled

"You have nothing to apologize for." Peter replies timidly nuzzling into the crook of Felix's neck.

Felix stiffened, he really wasn't used to this side of Peter. Sure, he had always seen a much kinder side than the other boys... But never anything like this. It almost seemed like Peter- no. That was impossible. He shouldn't give himself any false hope. In fact, he should be blistering with rage at the other boy. Yelling at him to get away and never talk to him again. But Felix didn't exactly want to do that especially when Peter was basically cuddling up against him.

"Did it work?" Felix asked after a few short minutes of comfortable silence.

"No. The curse failed." Peter sighed forcing himself to pull away so he could talk to Felix face to face "You would have died in vain."

"Oh." Felix stiffened

"But you're back now!" Peter exclaimed noticing the other boy's seemed upset by that comment

"How?" Felix asked, his voice seemed to be getting weaker. That didn't surprise Peter in the least bit, his poor little Felix hadn't gotten anything to drink except that potion all month. Plus he had sort of been dead so...

Peter smirked arrogantly "Pan always gets what he wants."

"But...the curse failed..." Felix mumbles attempting to get out of the coffin but he only succeeded into tumbling out. He would have hit the floor if Peter had not been able to catch him in time.

"Who says that's what I wanted?" Peter asked setting Felix down on the ground, it was clear the other boy was going to struggle to walk.

"That's why you killed me, you wanted the curse to happen but it failed. You didn't get what you wanted..." Felix mumbled wondering momentarily if he was missing something.

"I realized it a bit late but what I really wanted was you." Peter responds trying to maintain his cool. He was Peter Pan, he was determined not to sound like some love struck school girl.

Felix just looked up obviously shocked at the sudden confession "R-Really?"

"Why do you think I went to the trouble of bringing you back?" Peter asked with a chuckle "I'm just glad you don't seem furious or permanently traumatized."

"Who's to say I'm not?" Felix asked with an angry huff glaring up at the shorter boy.

"I can tell when you're mad." Peter replies "You get this sort of fire in your eyes. Sometimes your little cheeks get red, like you're embarrassed."

As if to demonstrate Felix's cheeks turned a light shade of pink at that comment much to Pan's delight.

"And you being embarrassed. Well I like seeing that." Peter laughs "I'm so used to seeing you be completely serious. Or you at least try to be somewhat menacing. All these other emotions are so funny!"

"I could say the same about you." Felix responded "You're being very mushy Peter. Honestly, I'm disappointed."

It was Peter's turn to get burning cheeks "Well I was lonely. Everyone here is so boring."

Felix smirked "You sure it isn't because you missed me?"

"Positive." Peter replies a bit too quickly "You're just not boring. Not like all these people. It's true love this, savior that. Quite boring after a while."

"If I remember correctly," Felix's smirk didn't fade in the slightest "For the spell you needed the heart of the one you loved the most. Do you looooove me Peter Pan?"

"Yes." Peter replied watching Felix's facial expression switch for teasing to shocked "Now stop it with the teasing or I might just have to rip your heart out again."

Felix flinched causing Peter to immediately regret the second half of his sentence "No you don't."

The blond boy shakily got to his feet before stumbling out of the door and promptly falling face first in the grass.

"Felix!" Peter shrieked running outside and immediately picking the other boy up so his head rested in his lap.

Felix spit grass out of his mouth and made a disgusted expression "That was not my best idea."

Peter chuckled "I don't disagree. Now what's this about me not loving you?"

"If you loved me you would never have been able to kill me." Felix replied

"I didn't realize what I had until it was gone." Peter replied frowning "When I was forced to go on without you, it just didn't feel right I didn't like it. I do love you though."

Felix almost laughed, the great and powerful Peter Pan was treating him so gently as if he was made of glass. The very notion that Peter cared for Felix just as much as Felix cared for Peter seemed like a joke at best. A rather cruel one at that. But Felix doubted Peter would have brought him back to pray a cruel joke. And even if he had, he would never have degraded himself to being so kind, gentle and generally mushy.

"I love you too Peter." Felix finally decided to mumble "I have since the first day we met...which was what..."

"I think we're going on 4 centuries." Peter chuckled running his fingers through Felix's hair as he spoke "I'm not completely sure though, time was never all that important in Neverland. There was never a risk of getting old so it wasn't really a concept time. Hmmph. That's going to be a problem now."

"Huh?" Felix stiffened "I'm going to get old?"

"Me too." Peter replied "I gave up my immortality to get you back." He made a disgusted expression "I had to make a deal with my son."

"Can we maybe...just call him Rumple?" Felix asks "I hate remembering you got a chance to grow up once."

"Do you regret it Felix?" Peter asks "Coming to Neverland with me? Never growing up?"

"Sometimes." Felix admits "I wouldn't make any other choice though.

"Really?" Peter asks

"You make my life interesting I guess." Felix shrugs sitting up, Peter frowned he actually liked having the boy's head settled in his lap.

"So, am I forgiven?" Peter asks looking pitifully at the other boy

Felix lowers his head "I'm sorry Peter. I really am."

"Y-You don't forgive me?" Peter's voice sounded absolutely pitiful

"I'm just not sure if I can trust you anymore." Felix replies honestly "But I don't hate you. Even though I know I should."

"I'm honestly happy you don't." Peter grinned "I really am."

"Because...you love me?" Felix asks nervousness bubbling up in his chest, what would happen if Peter laughed in his face and told him it had all been a trick like Felix had originally expected.

"Yes." Peter said with a smile as he helped the blond boy up "Because I love you Felix."

Felix's legs wobbled for a moment before he fell onto Peter needing the smaller boy to support his weight completely, Peter didn't have a single problem with this.

"So…" Felix pondered wrapping his arms tightly around Peter's waste so he didn't topple over "Does that mean we're like … dating now."
Peter gave Felix a dangerous, mischievous smirk, now that was the Peter Felix remembered "Dating sounds a bit too girly for my tastes."

"What are we then?" Felix asked as Peter helped Felix towards Storybrooke, he figured if the boy could maybe rest in Granny's then he'd feel better.

"Best friends who are allowed to kiss, cuddle and … do other things … hopefully." Peter suggested with a smirk "Okay?"

"I guess we can call it that." Felix replied "Wait...wh-why are we going into Storybrooke?"

"They're letting me stay here." replied Peter "They're too kind…I don't understand why…"

Felix shrugged trying to ignore angry looks of the Storybrooke residents "It doesn't matter…"

"I guess not." Peter mumbles

They walked in comfortable silence for the rest of the way to Granny's. Felix struggled to ignore the looks he was getting from the residents of Storybrooke. Clearly he was recognized, he assumed they figured he would have left Peter's side as soon as he could. But Felix wasn't entirely sane, not really. If he was sane maybe he would have found the strength to leave Peter. But … he was Felix. He was meant to be right next to Peter and he assumed he would always be right next to the magical boy.

Peter lead him up into Granny's and then above into the rooms.

"I've been staying in this room." Peter explains doing his best to support both his weight and Felix's.

"Okay…" Felix says almost falling as Peter went to unlock the door, but Peter was fast and managed to grab him at the last second.

"Careful Felix. I just got you back I don't need you getting hurt." Peter laughed pushing the door open with his arm, bring Felix inside and gently dropping him on the bed.

Felix grunted falling against the bed and immediately cuddling into the soft fabric.

"This is way more comfortable than the hammocks in Neverland." Felix exclaimed happily nuzzling against it

"You're being adorable stop it!" Peter laughed

"Sorry! But this is just so soft!" Felix whined "I really like this!"

Peter almost giggled at how silly Felix was being. Over a bed of all things. Sure, Peter had enjoyed the luxuries provided in Storybrooke quite a bit, but he hadn't acted this way.

"Oh, by the way, Peter. Where's my cloak?" Felix asked suddenly noticing his favorite garment was nowhere in sight.

Peter's face turned red and he looked down "While you were … gone … I took it off you and kept it…Not sure why until I err…it smelled like you."

Felix almost burst out laughing "Really Peter?"

"Maybe...I missed you...a little" Peter mumbled shuffling his feet

"You've changed Pan." Felix commented in amusement

"I had a lot of time to think." Peter huffed "I'm hardly allowed to do anything other than sleep and watch TV…"

Felix tilted his head "Peter … what's TV?"

Peter burst out laughing hopping into bed next to Felix "Get ready to have your mind blown."

Felix smiled and nuzzled into Peter's neck "I think I've had enough mind blowing for today."

Peter smirked and kissed Felix's head gently "Do you want to go to bed? It's getting late? Or are you hungry?"

"I can eat tomorrow." Felix commented sleepily

"Are you sure?" Peter asked trying to hide the concern in his voice.

"I'm positive. I just want to sleep." Felix yawned "I know you wouldn't think so but getting brought back to life takes a lot out of a person."

"Can I have one last thing?" Peter asks "Before you fall asleep?"

"Whatever you want." Felix responds glancing up at Peter.

He barely had time to comprehend what was happening when Peter pressed his lips against Felix's. Felix hadn't been expecting this. He should have been after all that was happening but getting kissed by Peter Pan didn't even seem like a possibility. Felix wasn't completely sure what he was supposed to do. He hadn't really kissed anybody. Maybe once, back in his old life before Neverland. But that had been with some annoying girl who lived next door to him. He doubted that he could possibly use that for reference. Due to Felix's confusion, Peter quickly got the upperhand and dominated the kiss. After a minute or two both boys separated. Peter sighed happily and slowly leaned in to kiss Felix's nose.

"Not half bad." Peter smirked "You could be better."

"Huh?" Felix's eyes widen

"Joking!" Peter laughed "You're self conscious, aren't you?"

Felix sighed and nodded.

Peter wrapped his arms around Felix's middle pulling him closer and snuggling into his chest.

"I'm glad you're back." Peter whispered

"You always get what you want…" Felix's voice slowly got softer "I'm really happy that you wanted me…"

Peter smiled and slowly fell asleep to the sound of Felix's beating heart. Peter loved that sound. He just wanted to sit there and listen to it forever. In his last moments of consciousness Peter silently decided that he was going to make it his mission to be sure that heart never stops beating again.