Hey, chapter 10 coming right at you! Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Things are starting to get epic again :)

Her parents had a magical love story, full of first encounters and romantic gun shooting. Lacey always imagined how her mother felt when Hook first saw her. Now she knew. Peter was the one holding her hand. No, she is not falling for him. She refuses to.

"I'm fine." Lacey brushed her hand away calmly.

"You looked pretty bad, are you sure?" Well, it seems that Peter actually is compassionate, at least when he wants to be.

"I said I'm fine." She spat, turning on her other side.

"You know," Peter inched closer, "I know how you feel."

"Really!" she spun around, nostrils flared, "Tell me Mr. I Never Grow Up Because I'm Such A Good Hero."

"Ok, I will." Not the answer she expected.

"I was a little boy, well littler than I am anyway, and I heard what my parents wanted me to become when I turn to be a man." He worded it awkwardly,

"So, I decided to run away. On the way, I went to Kensington Gardens, where the fairies live, and met Tinker Bell. She's my fairy. She taught me how to fly and we came to Neverland."

"Doesn't sound very sad to me." I rolled my eyes at him.

"It hurt." He admitted, "I never felt what love really was, and I have never, ever told anyone that."

"Too proud?" I looked over a little.

"WAY too proud." He smiled and laughed.

She couldn't believe it. They were having a moment. THEY WERE HAVING A MOMENT. This wasn't part of the plan. Well, really none of this was. What's happening to her? Lacey felt this warm, bubbly feeling she hadn't felt in a long, long time. But what was it? It couldn't be. It was attraction. Attraction to Peter. No, this isn't Double-Armed Lacey. She is a fierce fighter who is feared. Not a preppy girl who falls in love with a boy who she could never be with. But was she? She honestly couldn't tell.

"Peter, can you show me something?" Lacey asked.

"Sure, what do you want to see?" He replied, eyes dancing.

"The crocodile."

The crocodile has always been my father's worst enemy. Even before his hand got cut off! Since he was a little by, James never liked lizards. Since a crocodile is considered a water lizard, he hated them the most. Lacey has never had her father's phobia, but she was curious to see the beast that ate him.

They both landed in the middle of the jungle, where the ocean streamed into a large river. Peter lead the way as Lacey examined her surroundings. Neverland was really absolutely beautiful. Even the densest jungle seemed beautiful in its own special way. They followed the river as it narrowed into a stream and then a cave.

"It's in here." Peter motioned at the dark surface.

"Alright." Lacey then lead as she took a match out of her pocket and lit it to a block of wood, creating a torch.

"We only have a few seconds of light." She looked over at him.

"That's all I need." Peter scanned the area and pointed to what looked like a large rock, "That's it."

"That?" the torch went out.

"Yes."

Lacey could still see the outline of the 'rock', so she maneuvered her way over. Feeling the surface, it was rock hard. She pounded on it.

"It's a rock Peter." Lacey rolled her eyes, "Nice try."

Peter's eyes got wide as he slowly backed away from her.

"What is it?" Lacey asked getting slightly confused.

Peter motioned for her to turn around, so she did. And she saw a huge red eye the size of her fist staring at her.