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Dear Brianna,

This week has been pretty good, considering the fact that I just have 2 weeks left in this world. I know it seems like I've only been writing for a short time, but in reality I've spaced out these letters quite a bit. Maybe, if you ever get to read them, you'll at least get to read them all at once. Anyway, since I'll be leaving soon, I am going to try to wrap up the story fast. I want this story to end before I return to Earth.

So let's proceed.

Now this will be from Peter's point of view. When I tuned back into Peter's P.O.V, he was on a ship that was setting sail to Bloomsbury, which was dictated by the map he was using (the one Brandon gave him.) He had to return back to his home to gather some supplies for him and Tink, and then they got on a boat from the docks as soon as possible.


-Flashback-

Peter was sitting on the main deck with a telescope eyeing the sky around them when Tink first approached him. She had been unnaturally quiet, considering the fact she was Tinker Bell. She flew up to him very fast, with the same energy that had been missing since they left the docks.

"Peter, staring at the sky hoping land will appear won't make land appear any faster." She stated, pointing out the endless sea of sky that laid all around them. "Maybe you should just go into the Captain's Cabin and sleep. Or so something more productive." Peter didn't move to even acknowledge Tinker Bell, and instead actually leaned into the railing of the ship more.

"I'm not moving from this spot until we reach Bloomsbury." He said with inklings of somber tracing his words.

"It's going to do no good if you don't get any sleep because when we actually reach Bloomsbury, you're going to probably get 5 feet away from the ship until you collapse onto the ground in utter exhaustion." Tink's face showed obvious determination as she was beginning to get frustrated.

Something in Peter's mind clicked as he finally closed the telescope and faced Tink. His eyes were lined with exaggerated dark circles and the actual eyes were bloodshot to the max.

"I'll be in the Captain's Cabin monitoring the ship's status." He grumbled as he finally left the main deck, looking back at the sky one more time before heading into the ship. Tink rolled her eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank God he listened to me. At least something is getting through his thick skull." She murmured, flying around the ship to see if anything suspicious was occurring. When she was satisfied with the condition, she flew into the ship to see how Peter was doing. On her way into the cabin, she noticed a pile of papers that looked like the gifts Brandon had given Peter back on the docks.

She began to sift through the papers, curious on what Brandon had exactly given them. She never had gotten to see the contents; being only Peter had actually taken the time to look past the map.

In this packet of papers was the map (duh), a letter of employment that had given Bradford the title of owner of the docks (probably to prove his story was true), a compass, a piece of rope, and a picture. This picture was very important, however, because it was an artistic sketch of a small girl and two adults, holding the petite arms of the girl. Tinker Bell took the picture and flew into the Captain's Cabin (slamming the door on her way in.) This lead to her discovering a very startled Peter laid out on the chair with a pissed expression on his face.

"What is it, Tink?" Her murmured groggily.

"What's with the picture? Did Brandon give this to you?"

"Yea. He said that the intruder dropped it when he climbed into his ship. He never got the chance to give it back to him since they left in such a rush."

Tink stared at the picture, pressing her face in confusion. "Did he know who these people are?"

"Nope. But he said that there's a good chance it has to do with why he needed the ship in the first place."

"Any guesses?" Tink asked quietly.

"It might be Wendy, but I'm not sure." By the tone of his voice, Tink realized that he probably wanted to be left alone. She took the hint and flew out of the room, saying something like "oh" on her way out. She actually left so fast that she forgot to return Peter the gifts Brandon had given them. As she was about to kick open the door, she noticed something inside the room.

"Peter's…sleeping?" She exclaimed silently, gasping as she observed a very still and snoring Peter in the captain. She began to chuckle a little bit as she silently placed the packet on a nearby desk and got out of there a quick as possible.

"Such a Hero…" She snickered as she went back to the main deck.

-Flashback End-


Talk to you later, Brianna. Got some stuff to do at the moment.

Sincerely,

Bradford

A/N~ Ahh this has been such a good weekend. These won't come by a lot, so expect a once a week update from now on.

So as usual, thanks for reading, hoped you enjoyed this chapter, and please do review :D

~CrimsonFire