Hi guys! SO I'm actually making this into a THREE!SHOT, I can't believe it. But I'm just so inspired. I've already started on the third chapter and for those of you who thought this would be a dark but sweet story, I AM SO SORRY. But I ruined Pan. In the next shot I will actually ruin my own favorite childhood character. my god. I never thought this would happen. I nearly cried when I thought about it. So this story is now going from K+ to M. So. Yeah. sorry.

Dedicated to: Songbook12 and Mischeifandmagic

Peter sat quietly in the camp, plotting how to get to the lost girl. His lost girl. He was so deep in concentration that he barely noticed Henry sitting down next to him. He looked up and their eyes met.

"I don't have time to small chat." Peter said to Henry.
"You don't seem busy." Henry retorted, Pan sighed and smiled.
"Well, plotting requires thinking. And I am thinking very hard. Which means my plot is really nasty." A memory flew past his eyes of the blonde hair and the fiery eyes.

"Who are you plotting against?" Peter's smile grew wicked.

"Wouldn't you like to know? But someone like me has a lot of reasons to plot." Peter stood, walking away from the boy whom would join his lost boys. Then he would have the complete set. His lost girl and her lost son. If the rest would leave it would all be fine. But Peter was no idiot. He knew that if he killed the one's she cared about, his lost girl would never come willingly to him. And that would simply not do.

He watched her again, she was hunched over while picking berries. And somehow he worried.
"Don't eat the blue ones." He said as he stepped up, he wouldn't want her to accidentally kill herself. That would be horrible. He wouldn't get his set and he wouldn't get her. He stood beside her and watched her continue to pick berries. "Congratulations, you did it, orphan." He walked around her to get a real look at her, "You don't mind if I call you the lost girl, do you?" He couldn't help himself. He wanted her and if she let him call her lost girl, then he would be one step closer to getting her.
"Call me what you like, it won't stop me from finding Henry." His heart beat faster for a moment and he simply couldn't help himself, he leaned forward and touched her hair lightly.
"Oh, I'm counting on that." This time he leaned closer to her face, "There is a reason I tested you." He could hear her breathe from this short distance and it excited him even more.

"Really?" She asked lazily.

"You haven't forgiven your parents for abandoning you." He started pacing around her again, "Don't deny it, you haven't. " This time he smiled. Everything was going along with his plan. "That's good." He breathed out to keep his excitement inside. "Really good. "

Emma stood and turned around to face him with that fire still in her eyes.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked and Peter could barely hold everything inside himself as he started to walk away from her.

"What do you think it means?" He couldn't help but ask her.

"How would I know?" He could hear her taking slow steps after him.

"It means that you, just like Henry is lost. And that makes you perfect for my world," He said as he looked back at her, "So what I'm saying is that you are welcome to stay with Henry and my lost boys as a lost girl." Emma ran up to him and grabbed his arm, forcing him to stop and turn to her.

"What is that supposed to mean?" She gritted between her tightened jaw. Peter was sure she could hear his heart beating fast for her and he barely held his mask.

"Join me." He whispered, "Send the others away and join me, if you do that I'll let you be with Henry. And here, in Neverland, you'll be safe." Emma recoiled, releasing his hand in the process.

"I will never stay here as a lost girl, we will fight our way through and Henry's coming with us." Pan sighed and looked down, disappointed in his almost flawless plan. Although, his plan did have a lot of flaws.

"And Henry is not leaving Neverland, so we're at a standstill, lost girl." He said as he disappeared into the shadows. Leaving her to think about her choices.

Pan paced back and forth in the camp, ever since he came back from his talk with Emma he had been restless. He so badly wanted her by his side, so why did she refuse him so? He did kidnap her son, but he tried to redeem it by asking her to join them. He would protect them and his shadow would never hurt them. They really would be safe with him. But why didn't she see that? Anger filled his mind and hatred flew through his body. Was it because of Hook? Had she fallen for his enemy just because he had grown up? Did she consider him a child? For though his body did not age, his mind still did. And Pan had wisdom way beyond the years of a teenager and he would show his lost girl that he was more than just a boy. Although he had no idea how he would do just that.