Dick's P.O.V

It takes her a while but H does fall back asleep. I need her to have sweet dreams. I place my hand on her forehead. Like I said earlier, dream sweet dreams of a perfect world. That, perhaps more than anything, is what you deserve right now.

Babs shows up and smiles. "Staying here to look out for your little sister?" "Yeah. She seemed so scared when she asked me if I could stay." "You make an awesome protector of her. Then again, the cop's oath does say..." I end up speaking in unison with her. "To serve and protect." "Plus family's important." "Very much so." "She cried herself to sleep earlier. Babs, she just misses him so much. Her grief is really hitting her hard."

In my mind, I see her when she came to me after his death. Looking like she had the ground ripped out from under her feet. Like she lost everything. In a way, she did.

I remember her asking me if the pain ever goes away. When I said that I wish I could say Yes, I meant it.

I check on her knuckles. She does heal really fast. They're not bloody anymore. Just covered in scabs.

Babs's eyes widen. "Fey healing speed..." "Something else, isn't it? I've known she was half Fey for a long time and I'm still learning new things."

I remember her showing me her wings for the first time. Back then, they were smaller. She was almost 7 and I was the one she put her trust in to see them. Even let me touch them.

I remember her flying to me for the first time.

I smile as I remember a birthday card that she sent me. One that she made. A sound birthday card. It played a song she wrote for me.

I remember her teasing me by playing a modified version of Metallica's Enter Sandman. When she finished, I could hear mischievous laughter in her voice as she told me to have sweet dreams.

I remember one day I got in my car and ended up sitting on a whoopee cushion. I turned it over to find, in H's handwriting, I gas you weren't expecting this. Nice pun H.

I remember one day I was getting a workout in when, all of a sudden, I heard the song You Can Fly from the movie Peter Pan. Was expecting Wally to be behind it but I found H. She seemed scared and nervous. I found out something happened to her Father. This was before her healing magic showed itself so she couldn't do anything. We just talked and, as we did, her fear and nervousness seemed to ease. Just before she left, she apologized for using that song (I told her it was O.K) and told me that she hoped he'd be alright.

I remember her playing and singing, for me, a modified version of Guns N' Roses Sweet Child O' Mine that she called Best Friend O' Mine. Totally awesome song and I mean that in the least conceited way possible. Seeing her rocking out, in itself, made my day.

I remember seeing her on my front porch a little more than a week after her Dad died and leading her inside so she could cry her heart out. She seemed almost smaller due to how much the pain of her grief was hurting.

I remember Clark, after I told him I was the closest thing she had to a brother, said that I was all she had. At that point, I was.

I remember her asking me, the day after her Dad died, how she was supposed to deal with her pain. What I told her and how she thanked me. She let me fly, for the first time, without wires. (Well, I'm not counting planes. I'm biased when it comes to flying.) Awesome feeling especially considering the fact I'm a Flying Grayson. Of course, I also think it's pretty awesome that fact is my key bond with the Fey.

I remember having my day made by seeing a letter from H waiting for me. Opening the envelope feeling like I can't help but smile. Granted, people know a smile is nothing new for me but still.

I remember, when she was 6, her telling me that I was a giant. I got on my knees and asked if that was better. She grinned and told me that now she felt like a giant. Then she gave me a noogie and ran off laughing. Yes, I got up and chased her.

I remember her coming to me, about a week before she turned 13, and asking for some advice on how to handle being a teenager. She seemed a little nervous but her nervousness disappeared as I gave her the best tips I could think of.

I remember watching her during her first concert. Her eyes lighting up as she played and sang for her Father. How she grinned when I came towards her at the end of it, holding a bouquet with a foam finger inside that I had custom made. I chose cherry blossoms for a reason. They're her flower.

I remember seeing one in Babs's hair at my wedding and knowing who it was from. What was on it. How it said, louder than words, you guys really are a Fey Renowned Couple.

I have these memories and many, many more including ones I'm currently making of my little sister, H, the Guitar Hero. And, as her big brother, I'm always going to be there for her. No matter what happens.

Hannah's P.O.V

I wake up the next morning to see a familiar pair of blue eyes staring at me. I smile, cross mine and stick out my tongue.

Dick hides laughter. "You're never going to grow up, are you?" "You got anything wrong with that?" "No." "Good. Because it's due to the Neverland Complex." "You mean..." "Yeah, it's a real place. A lot of Fey live there. J.M. Barrie..." "Somehow tapped into your history. That's cool. Well, I think it's cool."

I smile a little wider. "Cool, you say?" "Kaylee's rubbing off on you, I take it?" "Yeah, I guess she is." "Well, you rub off on me. I've found myself using cop lingo quite a few times." "I'm flattered." "You really should be." "Just out of curiosity, what is Neverland like?"

I smile a little wider. "For Fey, it's paradise. Can't take you there though. I don't think that's a good idea, given the state of my wings. But, seriously, you want to go to Neverland? Still a kid in you somewhere, I guess?" "Guilty as charged." "Sounds kind of funny coming from a law enforcer."

He rolls his eyes then smiles. "Kind of does, doesn't it? Then again, I've also been to..." "Fey court for Ruber's trail. Yeah, I know. Ruber may be dead but I really, really don't like thinking about him." "Makes sense. He's your Zucco."

My eyes widen a little. "Wasn't expecting that." "To be honest, I'm not sure if I was either. I rarely mention that name." "No prizes for guessing why." "Exactly."

I, ever so softly, sing Jimmy Eat World's Hear You Me then check my knuckles. They're almost healed. I smile a little wider. "You ready to start becoming a Guitar Hero?" "Just about, yeah."

It's not very long at all before I see him, pick in his right hand, wearing a big grin. I've grabbed my guitar so I hand it to him. But, once it's in his hands, I feel an extremely sharp pang of longing sting me. In my mind, I see Dad giving me my first guitar lesson.

I whisper under my breath in Ancient Fey as I rub my locket. "[Dad, I'm going to teach Dick how to play guitar like you taught me. I hope you'll be proud of the lesson I give. That I'll be a as good a teacher as you were.]"

I clear a lump from my throat then find myself smiling a little bit wider as I start teaching my brother how to play guitar. He makes an excellent student.

It feels a little weird teaching him something like this. Which is probably why I didn't make the lesson all that long. Why, when the lesson's over, I feel my eyes well up with tears. Even though I try my hardest to blink them back, they slowly start to flow down my face.

I bite my lip then wipe my tears away. However, after I do, more come. I remember what my Dad just before he gave me my first guitar lesson. "Today, my flower, I am going to start teaching you how to play an instrument. And not just any instrument. I am going to teach you how to play guitar."

My breathing speeds up a little. I look down as I continue to cry. My voice softens. "I know you never left But I still need you here You may not have gone But sometimes I feel alone Dad, it's not fair Dad, I'm scared Dad, I wish you were here It's obvious by my tears..." Before I can say anymore, I find myself in a hug from my brother.

I slowly look up. "Thank you." "Not a problem. After all, you're my little sister." "That's one of my favorite titles that I have." "Good. What's your favorite?" "One that I'll never hear again. That only I know."

I bite my lip. "Have to stop doing that. I really have to stop hurting myself like this. Because this pain is one my healing magic can't do anything for. Believe me, I really wish it would. Using it right now wouldn't be a good idea, given my current state, but still." I rub my locket and, under my breath, whisper a few lyrics of Simple Plan's Meet You There.

He smiles. "Still beautiful." "Thanks. That song helps." "The fact you're a Guitar Hero is also a plus." "There's another of my favorite titles. Interesting how that one has something to do with you too. Actually, it makes perfect sense." "I know I'm getting a little off topic but your guitar is something else."

I smile a little wider. "Really glad you think that. I'm the one who made it. So you telling me that means a lot and I mean that in the least conceited way possible." "I've never seen you the least bit conceited." "Well, I'm not exactly like other girls. I hope that didn't sound like a stereotype." "I know you didn't mean it to and, yes, you're not like other girls."

I nod. "Strictly speaking, girl isn't the right word for me. I never have been able to come up with the right word for myself. But I refer to myself as Fey more often than I do girl." "I'm proud of my heritage too. Granted, I was teased about it..."

My eyes widen. "That's not cool. Sounds plain mean to me. Especially considering what Fey history says about...Well, you know." "Yeah, I do and I think it's awesome." "I'm sure you do. You definitely have your reasons." "I do, don't I?" "Yeah. I'd really like to get some air right now but unfortunately, given my state, it would take too much out of me. Think I'll have to settle for floating."

After making sure it's safe, for reasons I don't think I know, I start to float. I'm about 2 inches off of the floor and about to go higher when I realize that it's so much of a strain that I'm shaking with the effort.

Dick's eyes widen a little as I land. "H, you O.K?" "I think so. My wings must be in really bad shape though." I show them to him. "Yellow has been replaced with gray." "So three out of seven colors aren't there anymore. Explains why floating was a strain. That really blows. This is really scaring me and you know I have my reasons for being scared. Feeling complete and utter...Don't even want to think of the right word."

Tears slowly start to flow down my face. "Dick, I really miss him. So much it hurts. Both inside and out. Non-physical pain sucks!" "Yeah, I know." "Kind of want to vent. I don't think [rage-strength] will be an issue. Given my current state, I don't think I can use it. On second thought, I'll rock instead."

Smiling a little wider, I play and sing, for my brother, a modified version of Lindsay Lohan's Ultimate. He's grinning and I don't blame him. Personally, I love doing the guitar solo. Guitar solos are a blast to play. You can take my word for it.

After I finish the song, Kaylee comes my way. I feel a little jealous that she can still fly while I'm grounded. Considering the fact that I'm Fey, it's the worst punishment ever. Of course, this also means that, once again, Dick's more of a flier than I am.

Think I need to punch something after all. Actually, I don't feel like it. The state of my wings is draining me. I really need to sit down. So that's what I decide to do.

I know that, if my wings lose another color, I'm definitely going to be drained. That really, really blows. Understatement!