PETER POV
I haven't seen Erica since breakfast. It's now dinner- and she better not be trying to escape. I might have to lock her in a cage. I march into her cabin- no sign of her. I focus my magic on tapping into her feelings. I zone in… and feel nothing. I open my eyes- Erica sees nothing. There is just black. I return to myself and call a meeting for the boys. The younger ones are covered in clothing and have rosy cheeks, the older ones have snow splattered all over themselves from the snow-fort-fight.
"Erica has gone missing. When I tried to see into her feelings, there was nothing, and when I looked out from her eyes, there was nothing. You know what this means- she's in danger. Do you remember the last time one of our own was in danger? I know that not many of you like or respect Erica, but she is one of the Lost Boys, Lost Girl, so we have to keep an eye out. I won't ask you to look for her, just… if one of you knows something that might help, tell me," I announce. The boys start talking. Most look sad and nervous, like they hope she comes back and isn't hurt, but the four oldest look smug (James, Justin, Alex, and the oldest- Felix). My gaze turns to Ace, who is sitting on a log, staring at the ground.
"Do you know something?" I ask him through gritted teeth. The boys have started to wander away, so we're alone. He looks up slowly.
"No. Just… feeling guilty. That's all," He says quietly. I make my way to Felix's cabin. He stands up quickly.
"Erica's missing. You know anything about that?" I ask. He shakes his head. I groan and fly to the pool to look for her again. This time, I focus more magic into the pool. It zooms out on the black screen, and shows me a part of the forest. Erica is probably under about fifteen feet of snow. Felix really went all out. I fly out and zoom toward her location. When I reach it, I stop before blasting the snow away. She's a temptation to me- especially since she came back from Tink's. She became even more beautiful. Now I realize that she could be a threat to my power- no matter how powerful and ferocious she is, she doesn't like evil, and I am starting to let her. I shake my head and stick out my hands. I slowly melt the top part of the snow and levitate the rest away from her. I almost shout in anger when I see her. She looks like she started to curl up before the snow fell on her, and a small flame is flickering from her hand. Smaller than a flame from a match. I fly down and take in her, well, blueness. I pick her up and quickly set her back down. She's freezing! I levitate her back to my cave and lay her right beside the fire. I snap my fingers, and she's wrapped in thick blankets. I concentrate my magic on making her warm. Thank goodness her arms were not wrapped in the blankets, because the second that she regains consciousness, she screams and her hand bursts into flame. After a few moments of flinching, she frowns and opens her eyes. As she looks around, the fire dies in her hand.
"Wha… Peter!" She exclaims. I squat down beside her.
"You cost me a lot of trouble, love. I suggest you tell me what exactly happened," I instruct. Erica opens her mouth, pauses, and closes it again. She shakes her head.
"Why not?" I ask patiently. She's still suffering from the extreme cold- it could have killed her- so I cut her some slack.
"I… just can't. I would if I- if I… could remember, but I… um, I can't," She mumbles. I stare at her for a few moments. She's lying, I know it, and she knows that I know it. But, as I like to say, let's play.
I grip Erica's shoulder and transport her to camp. It's been a day, and she's recovered, thanks to both of our magic. Mostly mine, because she was, well, recovering. I fly up to my tree and play my Pan Flute, watching Erica as she smiles and greets the Lost Boys. The only ones who did not move to see her were the four oldest… and Ace. When she broke away from the group, that was when Ace moved up to her. He starts to say something, but Erica shakes her head and says something, clearly upset. He moves to put a hand on her shoulder, but she brushes it away and exclaims. I can't hear her, but she then walks under my tree and sits down, wrapping her arms around her knees. After a few moments, she startles me.
"You'll be happy to hear that I can hear the music again," She whispers. I smile. She was right. She is all alone, lonely. Someone to share in my pain. I am happy. I resist the urge to fly down there and-
"I'm going to see Tink," She sighs. I clench my fists and shove my flute in my tree.
A/N: I don't think this is too bad, actually pretty small, but if you don't like kissing scenes, skip this part. Not rated M, but definitely not K. I think T is good rating for this story. Just being cautious.
"No! I told you no!" I exclaim. She turns to me, and I fly down and turn us around so that she is backed up against the tree. She groans in frustration and stomps her foot. I stare at her for a moment before leaning in and gently bite her ear, tugging down when I hear the falter in her breathing. I face her, so close that I can feel her breath. I transport us so that her back is up against the wall of her room, and I meet our lips. She (on impulse?) slips her arms around my neck and kisses me back. After a few seconds, she pulls back, gasps, and slaps me. A/N: Okay, we're good! I chuckle and magic myself to my pool. I look at Erica in her cabin. She sits on her bed, apparently in deep thought. Finally, she stands up and walks… to Tink. The screen fades to regular water and I curse. I will punish her for going to Tink.