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Percia Pan: Welcome to Civilization

Chapter Three: Dreams and a Ring
Percy's POV

Seeing my father infuriated me and my cheeks burned with embarrassment from him seeing me and Daniel kiss.

"'Hello, Peter'? That's all you can say after five years?!" he said angrily, "After what you did on Neverland?!"

I looked at Daniel. "I-I'm sorry?" I stuttered, but it came out more of a question than a statement.

Peter closed his eyes, then glared at Daniel. "You bring back my daughter after five years," he started, "and before you even tell me that she's back, you have a make out session."

"Peter-" Daniel was cut off.

"Do not touch my daughter, Daniel!" Peter snapped, "Come on, Percia, we're going home."

I glared at him. "No! I'm twenty years old, I think I can take care of myself," I told him sternly.

"Percy, I'm only doing what's best for you," he said with sigh, "I'm your father, Percia, I'm trying to protect you."

I walked up to him so I was inches away from his face. "I thought I made it very clear five years ago that I don't care what you say," I hissed, "I hate you, Peter Pan, and as far as I'm concerned, you are not my father."

He took a breath and glanced at the ground for a second, then he looked back at Daniel. "If you hurt her, I will hurt you," he said sternly, then turned and left.

I sighed and shook my head. Daniel pulled me towards him and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me even closer. I pushed his arms away and said, "Daniel, please..."

He whined and I sat on the couch. I rested my elbows on my knees and put my head in my hands. I took in a shaky breath and he sat next to me.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"My father was just here, what do you think is wrong?" I said quietly.

I pressed my hands against my lips and he put his arm around me. I shook his arm off and stood up. "Just don't touch me... I wanna be alone for a while," I said, "I'm gonna go take a walk."

He looked at me skeptically. "I'm not going to run away, Daniel, I just need to clear my head..." I told him, "Please, I'll be back soon."

He sighed and handed me the key to the ankle shackles. "Ok, I'll wait here for you," he handed me the key and I unlocked the shackles.

"Thank you, Daniel," I kissed his cheek and left the house.

A wicked grin appeared on my lips and I flew to the park, knowing that it was too late for many people to be there.

"Ok, let's see what five years of magic draining has done to me..." I muttered as I looked around.

After making sure no one was there, my hand glowed and dark energy pulsed through my veins. This was gonna be good...

Daniel's POV

After about an hour of waiting for Percy, I started getting anxious, and just when I was about to go look for her, she walked in the door.

"What took you so long?" I asked her.

"Five years in a dark room, Daniel," she told me, "I happen to enjoy fresh air."

I looked at her and noticed sweat on her forehead. She looked tired and breathed heavily, but there was a joyful gleam in her eye nonetheless. "What were you out doing?" I asked.

"Flying," she said with a smile, "Oh it's so wonderful, Daniel! I've missed flying so much!"

I chuckled and hugged her tightly. I noticed that her shirt's sleeve was charred at the shoulder. "What happened to your shirt?" I asked as I pulled back, looking at her sternly.

She looked at the shirt. "Oh, I got a little too close to some people having a bonfire," she replied with a laugh.

"Ok, well I was going to fix dinner, what do you feel up for?" I walked towards the kitchen and she followed slowly.

"Well, to be honest, I'm not really hungry," she said, "I'm really tired after the trip here and then taking that long fly around the city..."

"Well you can go to bed if you want," I smiled at her, "I have some work to do so I'll probably be up for a while. You remember where the guest room is?"

She nodded. "Goodnight, Percia," I kissed her forehead and she started walking towards the stairs.

"Goodnight, Daniel," she said and I watched her leave.

Percy's POV

I scowled as I walked up the stairs, looking at the scorch mark on my shirt. How did I miss that? I could've been caught!

I went to the guestroom and saw a note on the dresser. I picked it up and read it:

Dear Percy,

If you're reading this it means your back in London and something happened to me. Percy, when I was in London checking up on you, I was there longer than you thought I was. I talked to Peter and he told me about the kiss that would save you if you weren't home on time. Truth be told, I knew you weren't going to get home on time. I also knew Daniel wasn't your first kiss but, I felt like you forgot about our first kiss. I wanted you to remember it. I know I risked your life, but if you're reading this it means that I also saved it. With a price. I'm dead, aren't I, Percy?

I sat on the bed and bit my lower lip before I continued reading the letter.

You want to stop reading this, don't you? I know you do. Don't. Percy, if you want to talk to me, you can. I'll always be with you. I'll be with you in your dreams. I need to go, time to check up on you now. I know you've been avoiding this, but I love you, Percia. And I need you to remember that.

Yours Truly,
Ashton

I shook my head and set the letter on the nightstand. I blinked back tears and stood up. I remembered that I didn't have anything to sleep in so I went to Daniel's room. I figured he wouldn't mind I borrowed something to wear and grabbed an oversized T-shirt. I went back to my room and changed before crawling into the bed.

It had been a long time since I actually slept somewhere comfortable and not on a stone cold floor.

I pulled the blankets over my shoulders and snuggled into the warm bed, laying on my side. I looked at the nightstand and saw the letter, I reached out and took it. I looked at the date on it: October 14, 1952. Five years earlier, only a couple days before Ashton died...

I gripped the letter and held it to my chest tightly. It was the only thing I had from him. A few tears slipped down my face as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I had another nightmare, no surprise, they had haunted my dreams every night for the last five years. But this dream was different. Right as the plane started falling, everything went black, but the screaming of terrified passengers remained. And instead of being only seven years old, I was twenty.

"What's going on?" I asked as I looked around.

"I told you I'd be in your dreams," a voice said and I turned around.

"Ashton?" I whispered.

He looked just the same, still fifteen years old. "Yeah, it's me," he replied with a smile, "Percy... you've grown up." His eyes saddened slightly.

"I didn't want to," I said quietly and he chuckled.

"I know," he walked towards me and studied me, "You're so beautiful, Percy."

Tears slowly began to slip down my cheeks. I hugged him tightly and he held me in the warm embrace. "I miss you so much," I choked out.

He played with my hair as he said quietly, "I know, I miss you, too."

"You should've let me die..." I whispered.

He took a breath, "You know I couldn't do that."

I was quiet and he pulled away from me. "I have to go," he told me gently.

I shook my head. "No, no, please don't go," I begged.

"I have to, I'm sorry," he squeezed my arms and looked me in the eye, "We'll see each other again, I promise. But remember, I'm always with you, Percy." He cupped my cheek and wiped away my tears with this thumb.

I put my hand on his and he smiled at me. He kissed my forehead and slowly disappeared as the scene dissolved back to the plane crash.

I opened my eyes and sighed, I could still feel Ashton's arms around me. I got up and saw that there was another blanket on the bed, one that wasn't there went I fell asleep. I stood up and wrapped it around my shoulders. I walked out to the hall and down to Daniel's room, he wasn't there so I went downstairs.

I checked the living room and kitchen and finally went to the den. He was sitting at a desk, asleep. I smiled and shook my head as I walked up to him. I put my hand on his back and looked at what he was working on, some sort of building plans. He was laying on them and I carefully pulled them out from underneath him.

Before I could get a good look at them, Daniel shifted and I quickly put them back on the desk. I let out a breath and turned to go back upstairs. I paused and looked back at Daniel, I took the blanket from around my shoulders and put it over him. "Sweet dreams, Daniel," I said quietly and went back up to my room.

Daniel's POV

I woke up at about eight O'clock with a blanket around me. I yawned as I stood up and looked at the blanket. I smiled as I shook my head, same blanket I used to cover Percy with before I started working on building plans. I was an architect and was currently working on plans for an orphanage, something I knew Percy would love to be involved in. It would give her a reason to stay in London for good. Besides, the current orphanage was in bad condition and they needed to relocate.

I went upstairs and to Percy's room. I opened the door and looked inside, she was still asleep. I leaned in the doorway and looked at her. She groaned and turned onto her side so she was facing me, she opened her eyes and smiled.

"How long you been standin' there?" she asked tiredly.

"Just got here," I replied, "Did you sleep well?"

"Better than usual..." she muttered and sat up. The blanket was still around her but I could see that she was wearing one of my shirts. Her hair was messed up but I still thought she was beautiful.

"Uh, is that my shirt?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah, I didn't have anything to sleep in, I hope you don't mind," she said as her cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

"No, no it's fine," I cleared my throat awkwardly, "I'm going to make breakfast, come down when you're ready."

She nodded and I left. I went to my room and walked to the dresser. I took a small, velvety box out of the top drawer and opened it. I looked at the ring inside, it was my grandmother's engagement ring. When I told her that I was going to bring Percy back, she gave me the ring 'just in case'.

I had to admit, I had thought about it more than once, but I just wasn't sure yet.

The fact that Percy had gone into my room and took one of my shirts made me nervous; I hoped she hadn't found the ring. I stuck the box in my pocket, planning to find a safer place for it later, and went downstairs.

Wow, I actually wrote a chapter that had more than two thousand words without including the author's note...

Anyway! Well...? What'd you think?! That whole ring thing, yeah, I was watching a Christmas movie(I love Christmas movies, sue me) and it was one of those 'she has a kid, he loves her, she gets engaged, breaks the engagement and ends up marrying the first guy' things, and when the first guy opened the ring box I couldn't stop myself! I just started writing about a ring!

So I need to know something here, what do you like better? PercyxAshton or PercyxDaniel? I'm just curious. So, R.E.V.I.E.W!

Have a blessed day.
~Nydroj