Chapter Two

Wendy's eyes fluttered open to the sight of skinned bamboo pipe. "What the he-"

"Morning Wendy." Pans voice resonated through the empty space. Wendy's eyes darted to where he was kneeling in front of what she had now discovered was a cage.

"Peter." She hissed. "I swear to god, if you don't get me out of here in the next three seconds I'll-"

Peter cut off her sentence with a loud chuckle. "You'll what, Wendy? What will you do?" He rested his arm on the cage, leaning his face closer, staring expectantly at her, as if she would give him an actual answer.

Wendy huffed, glaring intently at him. "Peter why are you doing this." She asked frustratedly gripping at the bars.

He sighed, looking up at her through his long lashes, innocently, though he was anything but. "Look, I just can't have you interfering in my plans right now, as soon as I've got everything squared away...you'll be…" He stopped for a moment, his face now void of any humor. "You'll be free to go."

Wendy never trusted Peter Pan, and this was no exception, yes perhaps he was promising he passage off this god forsaken island, but at what price. She knew there was always a price when it came to Peter Pan. Always. "What exactly are your plans?" She asked, narrowing her eyes and pressing closer to the edge of the cage.

"It's really none of your concern, Wendy." He shrugged, "Besides by the time you get out of that cage all this nonsense will be over and done with." He smirked at her, getting only her 'glaring daggers' eyes in return.

"Peter!" Felix's voice came from the path behind him. "The boy is here."

Peter grinned. "Duty calls, see you later...Darling." Then he turned to Felix, "Put her out of plane sight, we don't want just anyone finding her."

"Will do." Felix nodded, smirking at Wendy as Peter began to walk away.

Wendy's face had become bright red, and her voice seemed to be lost to her anger. No, she hadn't ever trusted Peter, but she had expected a bit of common courtesy after a century.

-;-

Wendy sat in as comfortable a position as she could force, to an onlooker it would actually look quite uncomfortable, she layed on her back with her feet pressed against the other edge of the cage, staring up at Felix's back. "So how long do you really think Peter will be able to keep me in here?"

"As long as he wants to." Felix replied flatly.

Wendy laughed, flipping around so she was sitting crosslegged on the floor of the cage. "I'm quite resourceful Felix, this isn't the first time Peter has tried something like this."

Felix turned his head slightly, not enough that he could see her face however. "You realize that if you escape and try and stop him he won't ever let you leave, right?"

Wendy shrugged. "Well, I'm not as selfish as Peter seems to think I am. Who was the boy he was talking about?"

"No one."

"Don't lie to me, it's him isn't it. The one with the heart of the truest believer." It wasn't a question, it had to be. There was no doubt in Wendy's mind. Why else would Pan take so many precautions, usually he loved to have a challenge in the game, he made sure there would be obstacles, but with this. He wouldn't take any chances.

Felix didn't reply. Wendy sighed, realizing she wasn't getting anymore information out of him, at least not today.

-;-

Peter sat around the fire, the lost boys, and Henry were asleep already. "How's our friend?" He asked as Felix approached the camp.

"Sleeping, why did you put Marky on watch? If any of the lost boys were going to try and help her escape...you know it'd be him." Felix didn't question Pans judgment much, but this seemed a little careless.

Peter rolled his eyes. "There's no way Marky could get that cage open, not with the magic I put into keeping it closed, besides he's always done a good job at calming her down when she gets...unreasonable." Anything Pan ever tried to calm Wendy down only made her angrier, and he knew better than most how impossible things became possible when you were passionate enough about them. A calm Wendy is a safe Wendy.

Peter got up and began to walk away, patting Felix on the shoulder. "Better get some sleep mate, tomorrow's gonna be a big day."

-;-

"Hey, Wendy." Marky whispered. "You awake."

Wendy groaned, lifting her head up, and rubbing her eyes. "Marky?" She asked puzzled. "What are you doing here?"

He looked at her guiltily. "Peter put me on Wendy watch duty."

"Oh…" She replied dejectedly.

"I swear though, I had no idea he was planning this! And if I did I would definitely have silently protested by having a somewhat disgruntled face well being told about it."

Wendy laughed. "I would have appreciated your silent protest."

"I'm sorry I can't help you, if I could, I probably still wouldn't because Peter scares the crap outta me sometimes…"

"Good to know." Came a gleeful voice from behind Marky, making him flinch slightly.

He turned around slowly. "Hey, Peter. Thought you were sleeping, or doing whatever else you do at night, do you sleep?"

Peter looked at Marky and then rolled his eyes. "How about you go get some sleep, Marky, you look tired." His voice was condescending, but Marky stood up and, with one last woeful look at Wendy, went back to camp.

Peter watched him leave and then walked up to where Wendy was. "Did you sleep well?" He asked with a smirk.

"Fantastic." She replied flatly. "Why do you have people watching me, it's not like I can get out of this damn thing." She kicked the side of the cage in demonstration.

"No, you probably couldn't get out of it, and while I dislike you as much as the next guy, I know a few kids who would be very upset if you ended up dead...there are some visitors in Neverland, and not all of them are very nice."

Wendy tilted her head, and began to smile. "Well, Peter Pan, are you concerned for my well being?" She gave him a mock shocked expression.

Now it was Peter's turn to glare. "No."

"Mmmhmm." Wendy sat back against the cage, looking smug, until she remembered she was in a cage and Peter had taken a young boy from their family in an attempt to fulfill an old and dangerous prophecy. "I'm not gonna let you hurt that boy you know…" She said it quietly as she leaned her head against the side of the cage and drifted into sleep, she wasn't even sure if Pan heard her.

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A/N: Okay, sorry it's really short again, did you like it? Yes, no, maybe so, 99, 100? Leave me a review! Let me know if it was terrible, or only awful! :P Follow me on tumblr, I mean if you want to… I'm peterscrazyeyes.