Peter tells Jane what has happened in her absence and it isn't good, but Jane knows something he doesn'tknow - will she be able to put two and two together? A lot is at stake but can she help? Thank you to Kittyhawk09 and MythScavenger for reviewing already!

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Chapter 2

Peter and Jane sat across from each other in the well lit sitting room that Peter had never seen before. Jane laughed a little as he sank back in his armchair, unused to the soft cushions and he had to scrabble with the arm-rests to regain his hold.

"These are not normal chairs." He commented, frowning and Jane smiled and gave a little shrug.

"No, I suppose they're not." She said, crossing her legs. Peter shuffled to try and get comfortable but she noticed he would not meet her eyes; on his dirt-streaked face the tear tracks looked like scars.

"I'm in trouble, Jane." He said suddenly and she looked at him searchingly, the Peter she knew would never have admitted such a thing...the boy she knew wouldn't have to.

"What's wrong?" She asked "Peter, what has upset you so?"

Peter got abruptly to his feet, startling her,

"I'm not upset!" He shouted and Jane's mouth opened slightly in shock, she knew it was stupid but tears would persist in trying to fall and she had to put her head down to hide how shaken she was by his outburst. Peter clenched his fists and turned his back to her, shooting pains searing through his head. He waited for his blood to cool and then slowly walked to stand in front of Jane, dropping to his knees so he could see her face.

"Jane?" He said softly and she pressed a hand to her mouth. "Jane I'm sorry, sometimes something comes over me, recently...well I'm so sorry but please let me explain why I've come? It will explain other things too." He said as earnestly as she'd ever heard him speak.

Smiling she nodded once and gradually her tears stopped and the lump in her throat receded, she gestured for him to go ahead and he sat back in his abandoned chair.

"What could have happened, with Hook gone?" She asked worriedly and he narrowed his eyes slightly,

"How do you know Hook's gone? You weren't there when we searched for him and found he wasn't there. No-one knows what happened to him." He said rather suspiciously and Jane gave a nervous laugh.

"Oh, well he wouldn't have stuck around now would he?" She said as breezily as she could and Peter shrugged, obviously putting it out of his head for now. Jane bit her lip as she remembered what she'd seen...

There was no word I knew for the emotion on Hooks face but it was not happy and as I watched he stepped onto the side of the ship and let something fall from his clenched hand onto the deck. I gasped, my mouth falling open as he jumped and landed with a splash in the still water. The Crocodile moved swiftly through the water towards him and I pressed a hand to my mouth as Hook waited patiently for it to arrive. In a swift movement Hook was pulled underwater and the water churned and tossed as I screamed and scrambled to my feet. Then the water turned red and only the beast resurfaced, swimming quickly away. My heart beat quickly and painfully as I stared at the spot where he had vanished...had it really happened? No trace of him remained – the water was back to sparkling azure.

Making up my mind I flew down and landed on the deck of the abandoned ship. As my feet hit the deck I saw the item Hook had dropped just before he jumped. My heart wrenched – it was my hair ribbon, the one I'd been wearing the night I was caught. My eyes blurring over with tears I pocketed the ribbon and flew back to find Peter and the boys.

Peter' voice drew Jane back from her memory and she settled into her chair. Peter cleared his throat,

"Neverland has changed since you were there, not in a good way; the island itself has changed, the people on it have changed, the trees, the birds, the beasts...everything. A little while after you left things started to go wrong, first of all the flowers began to wither and even die which never used to happen, the clouds became gray and drew together to hide the sun just inch by inch and day by day I saw them getting closer and closer together but only I sensed their purpose, animals became feared for their demented rampages – they weren't our friends anymore, and neither were the Indians, they broke their truce with us and became our enemies and deadly ones at that, the pirates had never been so brutal, it was no longer a game. The island is at war with itself and people are getting older." He said in a rush, his eyes wide and angry. Jane put a hand to her face, unable to take it all in.

"How could this have happened?" She gasped, horrified, and Peter shook his head vehemently.

"I think it's some kind of disease, something has poisoned Neverland and I have tried EVERYTHING to fix it but nothing works." He said, slamming his fist down on the arm-rest and then cradling his head in his hands, trying not to shout at the pain again searing through his head. Jane rushed to him, putting a comforting hand on his arm and looking worriedly into his face.

"Peter, has this disease affected you too? Is that why..." She trailed off, unsure how to point out the change in him without offending him.

"I don't know." He whispered, raising his eyes to hers. He looked so afraid and vulnerable that Jane could not prevent herself from embracing him, he held her tightly and she could feel him shaking.

"What's happening to me?" He asked quietly and Jane held him tighter, her tears soaking the back of his shirt.

"You're going to be fine, Peter." She told him fervently, trying to stop her tears but finding it impossible. "You're going to be fine." She said it like a spell and Peter almost believed her.