I'm Baaaaack. Yeah, I know I've been gone for what, a week? Two? I've lost track. But, I've got reasons! The main one being that I WENT TO SAN DIEGO! Yeah, I finally got to go on my choir trip I've been waiting all year for! And it was the best! I got to sit in the sand, and the sun, and no ten foot drifts of continuous snow… Until I had to come back. Then I had to spend like four days making up the work I missed. So that's my excuse for not updating two Thursday's ago until last Thursday. And then on Friday I was to sick to get out of bed, so there's that day. And then I don't even remember what I did on Saturday and Sunday, so no excuse there. And then Monday was my choir concert. So yeah, that's the basis! But the good thing is that I'm back! No more impatient waiting for you guys! Here's a good chapter for you, to maybe try and make up for the days I had you hanging :). Please forgive me! And don't come to kill me!

"Well," a voice said with an amused laugh, "someone seems a bit upset."

I froze. I didn't know who this person was, but I prayed that they hadn't seen my display of power.

The voice chuckled at my stiff posture. "It's okay," he spoke in a casual tone, "I'm not gonna hurt you. Jeez, you don't have to seem so uptight."

A small smile crept onto my face. Whirling around, I faced the one lost boy that I deemed a decent guy on this God-forsaken spit of land. "Alec!"

Smiling, he put his arms out wide, as if making a big announcement. "In the flesh and blood, at your service."

I walked up to him, a little nervous to ask him what he saw. "How long have you been standing there?"

He dropped his arms. "Oh, you know," he said, pretending to think long and hard, "I was just walking over here when I heard you cussing like a natural-born sailor. When I got over here I saw you kicking the hell out of that poor piece of wood. I had to turn around so you didn't hear me laugh."

Thank god, he didn't see it.

"Wait," I locked in on one thing he mentioned. "Why were you heading this way in the first place?"

"Oh yeah." He reached back and rubbed the back of his neck. "Pan popped into camp a few minutes ago and told me to come find you. He said that you were a little lost, and needed help getting back. Plus, he wants me to show you around a bit."

I internally groaned. What was that teenage devil up to? Sure, let's give our unwanted guest a grand tour of the island that she doesn't want to be on!

He looked at my foot questioningly. "Does your foot hurt? It looked like you were beatin' up that tree pretty hard for a minute there. We should probably see if you can even walk, before we go hiking around."

I looked down at my feet, before looking back up into his brown eyes. "Uhm, yeah," I answered, wiggling my foot in the air a little bit, "I guess it does, actually. Didn't notice it that much. But only a little bit."

"Well," he said, coming closer and kneeling down in front of me, "let's just take a look-see, okay?"

I nodded, before holding out my light-blue converse clad foot. It was covered in hardened dirt and dust, courtesy of all my running on the island.

Alec reached his hands towards my foot and grabbed the heel of my shoe. He pulled on it slowly, resulting in a squeak of pain escaping from my lips before I could quiet myself. He looked up apologetically, before turning his attention back to my shoe and carefully pulling it off the rest of the way. He then peeled my sock off and assessed the damage. My foot was swollen and bruised around the ankle, showing that it was either sprained or twisted.

Alec voiced my thoughts. "Well, I don't think you broke it. It just looks like you sprained it real bad." He ripped off the hem of his t-shirt and told me to sit down. "We'll just wrap it up and you'll be good as new."

It took him less than two minutes to wrap my ankle up, and slip my sock and shoe back on. Standing up, I braced my weight on my right side, testing to see if my foot hurt. When I didn't feel any sharp pains, I looked curiously at Alec. "How do I not feel any pain?"

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I've had years of experience tying slings and braces and other injury sustaining bandages. I think I've learned how to make them good."

"Well," I sighed out, "thank you."

He cracked a smile. It was a genuine smile, not one of Pan's snarky smirks that meant trouble. "Don't sound too pleased," he joked, before turning serious. "That won't heal your ankle, it's just setting it so that it will heal properly when we actually get to fix it."

I groaned. "It's not fixed yet? How are we going to fix it?" Seeing his face, I let out another groan. "Pan?"

He smiled apologetically. "Yeah... His magic is what usually patches us lost boys up. Without it, we'd take much longer to heal."

I rolled my eyes. "Yippee, I get to ask Pan for help. Wonder what that'll do to his ego."

Alec laughed at my comment, before holding his arm out. I took it, resting my hands in the crook of his elbow. I'll admit, he was even more muscly than when I was draped over his back. But then, I had been intent on getting off. Now I could focus on other things.

We started walking through the forest, making small-talk and jokes along the way. He showed me a lot of the lost boy hangouts. One of my favorites was the Crystalline Waterfall. We followed the little river next to the clearing we were in before, all the way to the northern part of the island. It was this beautiful little cove where the water came down in loud waves from the higher points of Neverland, falling until it pooled into the crystal blue lagoon at the bottom. It reminded me of the Old Land, with it's signature blue and white colors.

Walking back towards camp, we decided to take a little detour to a cliff alongside the ocean shore. The waves pounded against the rocks far below where we stood. Behind us, the treeline began, leaving only a few feet of open space. Alec set me down, as he was carrying me on his back beforehand. Shaking my legs out from the lack of blood flow, I smiled and shook my head.

"You know," I said, looking at him, "you didn't have to carry me almost a mile back to camp."

He let out a laugh. "We couldn't have you walking on a foot that doesn't work, now could we."

I huffed. "I was perfectly fine! It's not like I was complaining or anything. Oh, Alec, come and carry me. I can't walk on my thin, frail ankle. I'm to weak!"

"Well," he said between laughs, "next time I'll wait until you fall into my arms and then I'll carry you."

We both collapsed into laughter, holding our stomachs from the small pain. I sat down on the ground, leaning against a large boulder right beside the cliff. He had to brace himself against a tree trunk to keep from tripping over himself, one arm draped across his stomach.

A few minutes later we were able to calm down, wiping tears from our eyes. I tried standing up, but sometime during our laughing session my ankle had become numb. I braced my hands on the ground and tried again, once more falling back to the ground.

"Hey, Alec?" I asked him quietly. He looked over, concerned. "I can't stand up. Or feel my ankle."

He pushed himself off the tree and quickly rushed over to where I was sitting. "Here, take my hand." He held out his hand. "Let's see if we can get you to stand up. We need to get you to Pan as quickly as we can."

I sighed, knowing he was right. I still didn't want to go crawling back to him for help, but it had to be done. Let's see if I could hold some shreds of dignity whilst doing it.

Grabbing Alec's hand, I used my left foot to stand up, mostly letting him do the work. Unfortunately, that didn't end up too well. Instead of simply pulling me up, Alec managed to overcompensate his tug. I flew up into a standing position, only to topple backwards towards the cliffside when his hand was tugged from mine. Panicking, I flung my arms out to the sides, trying futilely to regain my balance.

"ALEC!" Was all I could shout out before I felt myself trip off the edge. I blindly reached one hand out towards Alec, praying that there was some way he could catch me.

MWAHAHAHA Left you on a cliffhanger. I mean, c'mon, I can't just give you a perfect happy ending when I'm not even close to halfway done with the story! Go ahead and review and yell at me for being gone, then at least I'll know you're all still there :). Next update will be sometime next week, maybe Tuesday? Or Friday, depending on how many reviews I get. See you all soon!

P.S If anyone can find the one-liner from a specific captain (not Hook, sorry all you Hook-lovers, including me) I'll send you the first few paragraphs of the next chapter before it comes out! Good luck!