Chapter Two (aka Chapter Twenty-Two Continued)

Hey guys! Well, if there are any guys reading this. I'm not sure. However, I'm going to update this with one of my prewritten parts anyways, because I would like to add more in case anyone eventually does read this. ^-^ Anyways, here's the next chapter from Jax's point of view!

"You just haven't realized your potential yet." I can hear Slightly from where I am as I walk down the hallway, and I don't have to know the context to know that he's talking about Wendy.

And of course, Tootles pipes up next to tell her, "I bet it will be amazing."

Why are they comforting her and getting attached? She's not going to stay here. I can't believe that they actually think she is from Neverland. Just because she can see the shadows doesn't mean it means anything.

"She doesn't belong here." I announce as I enter the room, shaking my head. Seeing as Tink agrees with me, I decide to drag her back into this. "Tink was right. She's not one of us. She'll just slow us down."

I don't even acknowledge her, refusing to let my mind wander back to all the possibilities. Instead, I walk over to the mini fridge to grab a bottle of ginger ale. After successfully utilizing the counter to pop the top off, I lean against it and take a drink while watching to see what Wendy does.

Perhaps there is a part of me that wants her to stay, and is letting me say these things in order to egg her on. Perhaps that part is saying that if I push her enough, she'll end up being the girl from Neverland. Well, that part is wrong. It has nothing to do with why I'm doing this. No reason at all.

The look on Wendy's face shows that she obviously doesn't like being dismissed by me. She seems to be torn, as if she's having some sort of internal argument. In the end, I'm not really sure which side wins as she shakes her head,

"I think I'm causing more problems just by my presence." Her face gives away how badly she seems to want to run away and get out of this argument's center.

"I admit, I have made a lot of mistakes," Of course, Peter picks now to come in. He can't have his new obsession - who he obviously only likes because he reminds her of the girl from Neverland - leave him, now can he? "But bringing you here - Wendy, that's not one of them. I believe in you. Now you need to believe in yourself."

The look on Wendy's face - so happy to hear him say those odd words - makes me want to puke. Thank goodness I'm not jealous.

"This is getting increasingly difficult to swallow." She begins, and I have to resist rolling my eyes as I guess what she's going to say. "My whole life, doctors have told me everything I see is fake, but here you say it's real. It's hard to believe what I'm seeing with the boys too. It doesn't seem humanly possible."

"That's because they're not." I add in response before taking a final swig of my pop. Once it's finished, I toss it into the receptacle. "They're not human."

She snaps her head up, seeming to catch my odd wording that means I'm not including myself in that statement. The look in her eyes suggests that she's going to ask me about that. Crap.

So, I'm actually thankful when Tink calls down over the wall to say, "We've got active dead zones popping up in Washington County."

Peter leaps up from the couch, and I move my eyes off of Wendy to wait for his instructions. "Ditto, Jax, Slightly, you're with me on this one." What a relief. I can get away from this girl and clear my head.

"What does that mean?" She asks in confusion, lookig a bit nervous.

Ditto - looking just as pale as he always gets when Peter says he's coming - puts on a light brace as he answers her. "It means shadows are congregating - and where they congregate, a morphling appears. It's a race to see who can get there first. Hook and his Red Skulls or us."

I ignore Wendy, and instead decide to focus on Peter and wait for instruction. However, his instructions don't seem to make the situation much better. "Tink, I need you to stay here with Wendy."

"I'm not a freakin' babysitter!" She screeches back, before charging down the stairs. She shoulders her bag, and has quite the nasty expression on her face. "I'm going and that's it." Then her censor band kicks in, and there's a constant sound of bells.

"I'm fine by myself." Wendy says as I - and everyone else - move to grab our weapons and go. No one really acknowledges her though, because there are more important things to do.

"Tink." I hear Peter trying to plead with the girl, and have to resist rolling my eyes. Seriously, why would he make Tink stay with Wendy? Tink would kill the girl in a heartbeat.

"I'll stay, Peter." Slightly speaks up, and despite not meaning to care, I'm slightly relieved that someone - and someone besides Tink at that - is staying with Wendy. "She should stay with someone she knows."

I glance at Slightly, noticing the tentative smile on my face. I vaguely realize that my one hand is curling up into a fist, and so I quickly relax it. Why do I care if Slightly likes her? I mean, so long as she's not distracting him, it's fine. Why do I care if there's anything romantic there?

"Okay." I look to Peter, who's frown has become a smile. "Wendy, you're in good hands."

Then we head out the door. It's not a very big deal, because we're all terrified. There's always the chance that we could lose a boy this way.

Hurrah! There we go. I'm sure I'll get the next chapter out sooner or later, as I have it and chapter 4 written already. However, I'll wait and focus on the stories I know people are reading first. c;

Anyways, until next time!

~ Dagger