*********I'm back!! Sorry once again for waiting so long. That's all I'm gonna say cause its 12:10 and I need to get to writing.
Chapter Fifteen
The island was dipped in a heavy blanket of calming darkness and cool breezes. Most of the animals of the land were currently in a disturbing state of restless through the night, and their usual noises of the night were muted and not even a splash echoed from the sea. But somewhere out in the silence there were the voices of calling girls on different parts of Neverland. The west side of the lush place had younger, more fearful voices, while the north side had the determined voice of someone older blending in with the others. But the one thing that they all had in common was the thing they were yelling.
"Peter!? Twins!? Cubby, Slightly, Nibs, Toodles!? Where are ya?"
They had been searching for a good hour and no reply came from any of the boys. Letting out a sigh, Alex slumped against a tree and wiped away the thin layer of sweat that coated her forehead. She could maybe understand why the Lost boys wouldn't answer, they were distracted so easily. But Peter usually kept track of everyone on the island; it wasn't like him not to answer to a call. Looked up at the star covered sky, Alex closed her eyes for a moment letting the tiredness that swept over her take its course. She slipped down onto the ground slowly, and started to drift into the safe unconsciousness that threatened her. Before she could feel the certain spot of comfort you feel right when you fall completely asleep, she pried her eyes open and looked toward the sky again. But the calm feeling was quickly smashed when she saw a dark object fly over the night sky.
Pulling herself to her feet, Alex ran to the nearest clearing she could get to for a better look. As she gazed above her head at the large object that blocked out many of the stars in the sky, her face twisted into confusion. At first she thought maybe she should take cover in case some huge bird thing found its way to the island. Though after a few moments she realized that idea was to far fetched. But if it wasn't a bird or anything else she could think of, then what was it? She jogged along under the shadow of the 'UFO'. Eventually she entered the forest again and desperately tried to she the object through top branches of the mighty trees of Neverland.
After a minute or two of following the moving shadow, Alex cautiously slowed down as the thing started to lower and even brushed against the top of the trees in some places.
"What the hell is that thing?" she finally voiced the question that had been plaguing her for the past few minutes. The forest surrounding her seemed more still and more eerie then ever before. She hadn't really noticed before, but for some reason or another the whole island did seem a little…odd. The threat of numerous beasts attacking seemed to increase with the silence, along with Alex's nervousness. Suddenly something popped into her mind. Whatever that thing was, it was headed toward the cove where Hook's ship usually rested. But why?
Ignoring the silence she sped up her pace a little and took of for the coast that surrounded the cove. Her bare feet slammed down on rocks and twigs as she ran, and shot lines of pain up her still healing legs. Being a little immune to this familiar pain by now, she continued on her path and skidded to a stop when she reached the waters edge.
There in front of her, the dark object she had been trailing glided on top of the blackness of the water before it finally touched down on the surface with a series of splashes. Alex was sure that the noise could reach the other side of the island in the thick numbness of silence.
Shaking her head she now realized that the suspicious object was the Jolly Roger. But…how?
***With the other girls***
"Alex?!" Honey called in her small voice. If she had known any, except for the ones uttered by her leader every now and then, the young girl would have cussed up a storm. Soooo many people missing! First Peter, then the Lost boys, and now after getting separated from Alex, her and Jenni couldn't find her anywhere. The little girl crossed her arms over her chest and listened to Jenni calling out the missing girls name, and also listened to the girls on the other part of the island calling out for any of the boys. 'It's weird', Honey thought, 'I've never been able to hear all the way to the other side of the island before'.
"What are ya standin' around for? We gotta find Alex and the boys!" Jenni called to her young friend from over her shoulder. Honey sighed and looked around the edge of forest she was standing by one last time before turning and jogging toward the girl heading off in the other direction.
Across the island, a girl jumps around on one foot while another sits on the ground laughing and pointing at her. Another leans against a rock, also laughing at the girl.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" the jumper exclaimed before picking up a medium size rock and chucking it into a tree. "Stupid rocks! All of 'em! Why are they even here huh!? What's their damn purpose!?" Karry yelled in rage. Over the time they had been searching she had stubbed her toe on at least four or five rocks and tripped on about three. Sara, who was laughing on the ground, just found it hilarious that someone could climb trees and scale cliffs fine, but when their on flat ground they were like a sloth out of a tree. Slow and clumsy.
Claire was able to hold back her laughter better then the other girl, but still found it extremely entertaining. As she watched Karry ensue destruction on any rock she saw near her, she thought that it was nice to laugh. It had been a day or so since their young friend sunk to the bottom of the sea and disappeared without a trace. The hope that she was still alive was lingering, but not very practical. But keeping hope is what the seven, now six, girls had learned to keep. Many would think that they didn't care all that much since they were already laughing and seemingly having a good time. But even though they found humor, inside the girls were still shattered.
Eventually the laughing subsided and the girls moved on just as the two others did, and continued their search. As they did the silence that covered them was penetrated by a loud sound coming from the pirates cove. All of the girls heads, even though on different parts of the island, turned in unison toward the direction of the cove.
***Alex***
Alex had moved all over the shore of the cove trying to get a better look at the ship that floated in the water. As far as she could tell nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except the music. Happy music.
One lone light came from the Jolly Roger and the silhouettes of the usually dark and miserable pirates danced on the deck. The pipe music danced through her ears and through the trees. If she hadn't known what kind of person captained that ship, she would have thought of it as a pleasant place.
As she continued to watch the crew, a sickening feeling crept upon her and she suddenly felt light headed. They were celebrating. 'Why the hell didn't I think of it before?' she questioned herself in her head as she stepped back away from the shore. The memories from the events that day flashed through her head. Trying to block out the sight of Meloney, she thought back to what she had told Hook.
'The big tree between the Lagoon and the mountains…in the middle of a little clearing, you can't miss it…'
She had told where the hideout was.
Now it made sense. The hideout empty, Peter's dagger. Alex ran a hand through her hair and pulled in a little in frustration. He had done it. Hook had captured Peter. Why else would the whole ship be celebrating like this? Plopping down on the warm sand below her, she let out a strangled sigh. If she hadn't have known the pirates would hear her, she would have certainly yelled out in anger. Anger at herself, at Hook, at Tiger Lily, even at Peter.
Nothing was going right anymore. Her life was going fine until she saw Peter that day and then everything started going wrong. She had become a pirate because of him, sure, but she had become okay with it had had accepted it. Then she met him again…and the feelings of betrayal, anger, and revenge swept back into her mind. For a little while anyway.
Sitting there on the sand, Alex began to think about Peter. If she wanted to get pathetic she could blame it all on him, even though it wouldn't be fair. He wasn't the one who got them captured that day in the other world, he wasn't the one who made them fall into that Indian trap, he wasn't the one who got them captured 'again' on Hooks ship and threw Meloney overboard, and he wasn't the one who forced her to tell where the hideout was. Alex let out another sigh before admitting one last thing to herself.
Peter wasn't guilty of all those things, but she could blame him for one other thing besides the obvious. Peter 'was' the one who tripped her when she fell for him.
***On the other side of the shore***
"You sure we should be here without Peter?" a voice asked in the darkness.
"Well, no. But Alex said to look for him, so he should look here to right?" the male voiced answered the other.
"Duh yeh." another voice chimed…well, not really chimed, more like thudded in.
Six figures walked carefully along the sandy beach, all keeping an eye on the cheerful ship. Though being careful there was still the sounds of tripping, stumbling and stepping on feet. They were each shushing each other when one said something, even though the shushing was louder then the whispering. Then suddenly from behind them, a bright light came out from behind one of leaves on a surrounding tree. As the light stopped moving for a brief second, the image of Tinkerbell appeared from the light, the disappeared when she started up once again.
Like the girls, the Lost boys had been roaming around the island all day in search of Peter and finally found their way here at the cove. As they made their way around the shore with their eyes always on the ship, one of them tripped over something in the sand. The weird thing was that both he 'and' the object he tripped over let out a cry.
"What the?" Nibs exclaimed as he sat up to find what tripped him.
"Alex? Duh what are ya doin' down there?" Cubby questioned when he recognized who it was. She soon stood up and dusted herself off, followed by Nibs.
"Oh, hey there boys." she replied with a smile, ignoring Cubby's question. "Any luck with findin' Peter?"
"Nope, we haven't seen 'im at all Alex." Slightly answered. The girl gave a brief nod and looked toward the pixie who was fluttering nearby.
"What about you Tinkerbell?" she wasn't sure if the small lady had a hatred for her or not, so for the moment Alex was keeping her distance. The sound of soft bells and a shake of Tinks small head was her answer. Alex knew that they wouldn't find Peter, though she liked to think that her feeling was wrong.
Behind them the voices of the girls came through the trees, still calling for the boys, Peter, and Alex.
"Why don't you guys go get 'em, I'll wait here." Alex instructed and watched as they took off through the forest. Turning back toward the water, Alex raised her eyebrows when she found that Tinkerbell had not followed. Instead the fairy was looking back and forth from the pirate ship then to Alex. Letting out a sigh, the larger girl decided to try to talk to the pretty little pixie.
"Look Tinkerbell, I know you don't trust me or like me. I also know that you wish I would stay far, FAR away from Peter. But right now do you think…" she started but stopped when the floating lady held up a hand and shook her head. Alex wasn't exactly sure why Tinkerbell was civil to her, but she didn't have a problem with it. Though still a bit confused Alex nodded to Tink, then turned toward the forest when all the girls came bursting out.
"Alex! Where…what…when?!" Jenni exclaimed best she could being out of breath. She didn't say anything else, just waved her hand in a 'forget it' motion and sat on the sand. Then Honey piped up behind her.
"Didn't anyone find Peter?"
All of the kids on the beach looked at one another, hoping some one would nod. When all of them stayed silent and still a disappointed sigh escaped from the 12 kids. Alex ran a hand through her slightly tangled hair and looked out to the Jolly Roger. She walked across the beach and stood just where the surf met the sand with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Tinkerbell, can you come with me?" she asked without turning around. The others looked at each other in confusion as to where they were going. In reply Tink flew over beside the girl and nodded, also looking out at the ship.
"We'll be right back, stay here and stay quiet." Alex told before she made her way out into the water with Tink close behind, but low as to not be seen. The swimmer tried not to think about what happened the last time she swam out to the Jolly Roger as she went underwater. The boys and girls on shore did as they were told and all sat near the edge of the trees silently as they watched the girl and pixie make their way to the ship.
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It took a while of quiet swimming to reach Hooks vessel, but after five minutes or so both Alex and Tinkerbell were against the side of the ship. Pointing up, the girl signaled for Tink to go up and hide somewhere above deck. The pixie flew up cautiously and placed herself behind some barrels to the side of the celebration.
When she was sure the fairy was in a secure place, Alex swam to he other side of the ship and crawled up the side to an ajar window. Grabbing on to the round shutter of the window, she hulled herself up and gripped the side of the ship to make sure she didn't fall. Alex was nearly inside the cabin when the shutter gave way and she slipped back out, and cringed when the falling object hit the water with a heavy splash. Hanging on tightly, she pressed up against the side of the ship and closed her eyes tightly hoping that she wouldn't be seen.
"Huh…?" a drunken pirate said in a slurred voice and looked over the side at the water below. He scratched his matted hair and took a swig of his drink, then glanced over toward where Alex was dangling. Opening her eyes she gasped when she saw the pirates eyes on her. 'Damn it all!' Waiting for the sound of him calling to Hook, she glared up at him in return.
"Hey, it's uh…uh…ummm…" he started then passed out before he could finish. A smile graced over Alex's face as she silently praised every god and goddess of every religion.
Finally pulling herself into the musty old cabin of the Jolly Roger, she looked around and rubbed her nose when a cloud of dust rose up when she took a step. 'Man, this place sure has gone to pot since we've been gone' she thought as she quietly made her way to the door that led to the hall. The old door was heavy and rough against her hands as she pushed it opened and stepped onto the creaky floorboards of the hallway. 'Peter has to be in one of these rooms.' she thought to herself.
So, Alex began making her way through all the rooms she could find and always coming up empty handed. As she was sneaking around the guts of the Jolly Roger, the suspicions she had about the ship flying started up again. Why and how did it happen? Where would Hook want to go? She shook her head trying to clear her mind and think of an explanation. But her concentration was shattered when she heard the crew burst into song above her on deck. She glared up in disgust, then smiled when she thought of how disappointed they would all be when they found out that all their celebrating was useless. Did they really think everyone would just leave Peter?
She continued on her way through the cobweb-infested hollow of the ship to the other side below Hooks quarters.
"Isn't all so wonderful Smee! Pan finally out of my hair, and without Pan there's no more of those other retched boys! Ha, ha!" the man laughed loudly. Alex rolled her eyes at Hooks words. He ALWAYS says that, but in the end his plans never come full circle. And when she finds Peter, who must be on this side of the ship, Hook will once again eat his words. She continued on and left Hooks voice far behind.
That side of the ship was mainly just extra storage rooms because Hooks quarters took up most of the space. Climbing over crates, chests and barrels, Alex grabbed onto the ladder and pulled herself up to the upper deck. Looking over the room the ladder led to, she searched for the Pan, but to no avail. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she snuck out of the room and into the next.
The room was Hooks study and little library. Books laid scattered and maps were nailed to the walls all over. She was sure that Peter wouldn't be in here, but she just had to make sure. Walking over to the desk, she shifted through the papers and opened the drawers. In the drawer, Hooks hook collection rested. Alex grinned and picked up one of the shiny pieces of metal. Taking one would really tick Hook off…but she had better things to do at the moment. Putting the hook back in its spot, Alex shot her eyes to the door when she heard voices and footsteps coming down the hall. Slamming the drawer shut, then cursing herself for doing so, she dove down behind the desk incase anyone decided to enter the room. The carpet below her was a thick red and very soft compared to everything else on the ship. Taking in everything around her on the floor she noticed an empty bottle that must have fallen off the desk when she slammed the drawer. Since she could still hear the voices outside, she quickly reached for the small bottle and pulled her arm back to the safety of the desk.
She rolled the vile around in her fingers for a moment, trying to gather any evidence as to what it could be or what used to be in it. Finding nothing she let go of it and let it roll back across the floor. Peeking out from behind the desk when she no longer heard the voices, Alex let out a relieved sigh. But that calm feeling left when the door flew open, and she scampered back behind and under the desk again.
"I still can't get over my genius sometimes Smee." the captains voice floated into the room. Alex's eyes widened and she held her hand over her mouth so the man wouldn't detect her breaths.
"Yes, we're all mighty luck ta'ave a captain like you sir!" the voice of the pudgy man replied followed by the sound of the door closing. The girls eyes narrowed when she heard his voice. She couldn't help but feel a little betrayed by the little man. She could hear Hook let out a proud laugh and walk round to the side of the desk, but still unable to see her.
"And this Smee," he started and reached down to pick up the bottle Alex was inspecting just moments before. "Is what I owe it all to, except for myself that is."
'Owe it all to?' she thought. What in the world was in that bottle? Next Smee started praising Hook once again, followed by the captain gloating again about how brilliant he was. Alex had almost relaxed during their conversation, but that ended when Hook headed to his chair. She tensed and tried to push herself further under the desk. If he caught her…well lets just say the odds where against her if she had to fight. Luckily and the last moment Hook turned and looked out the window directly behind his desk, so that his back was to the girl. But she was far, far from out of the woods. Smee walked up beside the captain with a tray of fine foods for Hooks dinner and set it on a small table by the window. Then Alex made a mistake. She was carefully watching Hook, and completely ignoring the chubby man. Of course she only realized her mistake when she finally did turn to Smee and her eyes met with his.
'It's all over! I'll never find Peter now!' Alex thought and a desperate look came across her face. While she had the staring contest with Smee, Hook began talking again.
"Oh…such a freedom I feel now Smee. I will never have to deal with that boy again…" the man said and let out a sigh and clasped his hands behind his back.
"Uh, um, y-yes sir…" Smee replied while looking from Hook to Alex. Then he did something surprising. The little man motioned slightly with his head toward the door…was he actually going to help her? Maybe the friendship wasn't in vain. Deciding to take advantage of Smee's help, Alex nodded and began to edge her way out from under the desk as Smee kept Hooks attention on the window by, once again, talking about his brilliancy.
Keeping low she snuck toward the door as quietly as she could manage. She knew she would have to take her time opening the door, for the reflection in the glass would surely give her away. Slowly and steadily, Alex pulled the door open again just as much as she needed. She wanted to thank the little man, but she couldn't take the risk at the moment. Finally slipping out into the hall and away from danger, Alex let out a shaky breath. That was way, WAY to close. But now she knew that Hook would be distracted with his dinner for a while, which would give her time to search the remaining rooms.
Taking off down the hall, she cautiously opened the door and peeked in. Another storage room. Searching that one and then any of the others she came across, Alex continued her search of the Jolly Roger as quickly as she could. But to her surprise, she found absolutely nothing. Not a sign of Peter Pan whatsoever. She knew the ship just as well as any other pirate, so she knew she checked all the rooms. And she took a good five or ten minutes for each room, so she knew she checked thoroughly.
Letting out probably the hundredth frustrated sigh she had that day, Alex sat down on one of the barrels to think. Marking off rooms in her head, she tried to think if there was anywhere she had forgotten. She had even checked their girls old room for Peter, but he was no where!
Looking outside the light of the approaching morning flowed across the horizon. Talk about a late supper for Hook. As she continued to gaze out something odd came to mind. The mornings of Neverland were notorious for being bright and beautiful. But this sunrise just…wasn't. Clouds? Alex couldn't remember the last the Neverland had a cloudy day. At that moment Alex knew something was wrong. She wasn't sure what it was, but something was very wrong.
For the second time that day, the fear of being caught rose up in her as footsteps came down the hall. Heavy, quick footsteps. It could be one of the big pirates. The ones that are trained to kill with just one punch…. Sneaking behind the barrel she was sitting on, Alex prepared herself for the worst as the door opened.
"Alex? Alex are you in here?"
Smee. She instantly relaxed and looked out from behind the barrel.
"Yeh, right here Smee."
"What in the world are ya doin' here girl?" he questioned and closed the door behind him when he entered the room.
"What do you think I'm doin'? Huntin' for mushrooms?" she answered sarcastically and stood up. The little man put a finger to his lips to signal for her to quiet down. After all Hooks cabin wasn't 'that' far away.
"Oh dear, oh dear. Your looking' for Pan aren't ya?" he asked a bit nervously, which instantly turned Alex's suspicions on.
"Where is he Smee?" she asked and took a step toward him. Alex watched as the man fidgeted under her determined stare.
"Well, uh. He's not…here."
"Then where?"
"Away."
"Away where?"
There was a pause between the two. Smee knew he would never win the game of will with Alex. If she wanted to know where the Pan was, she would know or they would stand there their whole lives.
"Alex, he's…. Alex Pan is in the other world."
'The other world' she repeated in her mind. 'But that isn't much of a problem, he can just fly back right? But why is Smee looking at me like that, what the hell else is there?'
"There's more…isn't there?" she asked softly and the man nodded.
"The other day, Hook tried ta get the Indian princess to find Peter for 'im. She didn't take the offer but, uh, the captain found somethin' useful in the bag they had with 'em." the paused and took a breath. "That bottle that was in the cap'n's quarters had this stuff that…did somethin' ta the Pan."
"What?" Alex questioned firmly, her eyes growing a bit dark. 'That damn codfish. I swear I'll…'
"Alex, if ya did find Pan…he wouldn't be the Pan anymore." the man tried to say it without actually saying it, but the gradually dangerous look in the girls eyes told him to spit it out.
"That, stuff…completely wiped out his memory. He doesn't know who anyone is, who he is, or even how ta fly…" he finished and watched for her reaction.
Alex's face suddenly went blank, then contorted into something that looked like pain. As far as she could tell, she was alone in the little room and the whole world was crashing down around her and about to make the walls collapse. She could see Smee's mouth moving, but she didn't hear anything. All she could think about was how to get away from there, now.
Her deathly still body quickly changed to frantic as she looked for an escape route. The door? No, still to far away. The window? Yes. She darted for the opening and climbed up and through it, then slid down into the water below. She didn't care that Smee was calling to her, she didn't care that she would probably be spotted. She didn't care if she left Tinkerbell. She just didn't care. The cold water didn't have any effect on her numb body as she swam to shore like her life depended on it.
As she got away from the ship, she could hear the chime of bells behind her and knew that Tink had followed. She could also hear the calls from the other kids on shore yelling to her. But she blocked everything out, and all she could hear was what Smee told her, over and over in her head.
"That, stuff…completely wiped out his memory…"
"He wouldn't be the Pan anymore…"
"He doesn't know who anyone is, who he is…"
It wasn't right! It was all stupid! Stupid, stupid as hell! She wanted to scream, yell, punch, slap, do something!
As she reached the shore, the tears of anger, frustration, and complete sadness broke through and onto her already wet face. Climbing onto her feet, she pushed past the others who were crowded around her asking what happened and what was wrong. She wanted to tell them. Tell them that the Peter that they all knew and…loved, was gone. But she couldn't right now, literally. Her mouth wouldn't work and all she could think to do was run. So, she ran.
Alex ran for a long time. In fact, she didn't stop until her legs were sore and swollen. And she didn't know what she was running away from either. She just…had to get away. When she finally did stop and collapsed upon the soft ground beneath a tree, she cried. She didn't ball or wail, but the tears just continually fell on their own free will.
She would kill Hook…if it was the last thing she did, she would see him dead. First he took them away from their home, then he takes Meloney, and now…Peter. But to take him in this way? It was by far the most diabolical and disgusting thing the horrid man had ever done.
Peter was alone in a world that he hated. A cold world where anything could happen to him. And not only was he alone…but he wasn't even him anymore. If what Hook's first mate said was right, Peter wouldn't remember Neverland, Tinkerbell, the Lost boys, or her.
But the thing that sent despair through her body was the fact that the other world was huge. Peter could be anywhere. On a small island that wasn't even on a map, in the middle of a large city, or in a barren desert. And there was nothing…nothing…she could do about it.
The day passed above Alex's head, but the usual sun didn't beat down upon her face. Instead clouds drifted overhead. All through the day the girl thought, and in the end it added up. The flying ship, the celebration, the bottle, and the clouds. Neverland was never it's self when Peter wasn't there.
Also through the day she could feel the Lost boys and the girls eyes on her from a few feet away, but she didn't have the energy to acknowledge them. Everything that had happened over the past few days had been building up, and this tragedy completely broke all of the strong will that she once had. It was all over. Nothing matter anymore.
In her mind she thought about how others would think she was pathetic for being completely torn down from the absence of a guy. But just like everything else, she didn't care. She needed Peter, as did the entire island.
Alex's eyes closed now and then, but she didn't sleep. She couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. And when the sky above her opened up and let loose the rain, she welcomed the cool relief of the water. The others had gone off somewhere else earlier, giving up on getting her to talk today. But she could still feel eyes on her. Opening her once silver eyes, that were now a plain gray, Alex looked around her to see a glowing ball sitting on the ground next to her.
She knew the little fairy didn't know what happened yet, but she also knew that Tink realized something terrible had happened and was mourning. Not many words had every been spoken between the two, but Alex felt that the little that they had said was enough. As she continued to look over at the pixie, her mind started to work again.
It wasn't like her to give up so soon. She just instantly believed that all was at an end and there was no hope for everyone's flying boy. But if she gave up, who would look for him? The Lost boys hadn't been to the other world in so long, they would probably really end up lost. But even if they were able to fair well down there, the odds were piled against anyone that wanted to make an attempt. There was literally over a millions places Peter could be in that world.
But then her mind went back to Neverland and how it would be without the Pan. What would happen? Alex cringed at the thought and decided not to think about it.
Suddenly that little voice that popped up a few days ago made itself known again.
'So. Your really just gonna lay her in the dirt and mold huh?'
Alex decided to stay sane and not answer the little voice, though it was tempting.
'Your just gonna stay right here and not do anything? Your just gonna leave Peter down there? You little pansy…'
"Pansy?! Hey if I could, I would find Peter but…" Alex yelled back in her mind.
'But?! But what?! What's stoppin' ya? Is it cause your scared?'
"I am not scared!" she argued and her face twisted into anger as she argued silently.
'Of course you are! Your scared because you don't think you'll find him, or if you do find him, that he won't remember you! Just admit it, suck it up and bite the bullet! Cause if ya don't, your just lettin' Hook win.'
With that last comment the voice disappeared as quickly as it had appeared, leaving Alex angry and thinking.
Scared? Huh, yeh right. Well…yeh, it was right. She was scared, just as the voice had said. And she was giving up and letting that bastard Hook win without a fight. What would Meloney think? What would Peter think? They would be disappointed that's what they would be.
So, what to do? How could she get to the other world? The only way she knew of was flying, and the only people who she knew that could do it was Peter, and now Hook. She still had yet to figure out how he managed that. Blinking the gathering raindrops out of her eyes, Alex then remembered someone else that could fly. A person that could be a key helper in getting Peter back. But it might not work. No, wait…it had to work.
'I won't leave you alone out there Peter…I won't.' she thought to herself and a smile cracked across her face and she turned her head toward the pixie again, who currently was laying down and looking up at the sky like Alex.
"Tinkerbell, can you do me a favor?" she asked then looked up at the sky again. The fairy glanced over and with a quick nod and the beautiful chiming which was her voice, she gave an agreeing answer. Then a determined look came across the larger girls face.
"Teach me how to fly."
***************I'm really starting to like how this story is coming along. I'm so proud *tear*. And this is a way longer chapter then I thought it was gonna be. And by the way I just wanted to say thanks to all my reviewers. I almost have 100 reviews, and not one flame yet!!! It makes a girl want to write more, and more, and more….So, get me that 100 mark and I'll love you forever! But the only way to get me to that mark is to REVIEW!!!
Chapter Fifteen
The island was dipped in a heavy blanket of calming darkness and cool breezes. Most of the animals of the land were currently in a disturbing state of restless through the night, and their usual noises of the night were muted and not even a splash echoed from the sea. But somewhere out in the silence there were the voices of calling girls on different parts of Neverland. The west side of the lush place had younger, more fearful voices, while the north side had the determined voice of someone older blending in with the others. But the one thing that they all had in common was the thing they were yelling.
"Peter!? Twins!? Cubby, Slightly, Nibs, Toodles!? Where are ya?"
They had been searching for a good hour and no reply came from any of the boys. Letting out a sigh, Alex slumped against a tree and wiped away the thin layer of sweat that coated her forehead. She could maybe understand why the Lost boys wouldn't answer, they were distracted so easily. But Peter usually kept track of everyone on the island; it wasn't like him not to answer to a call. Looked up at the star covered sky, Alex closed her eyes for a moment letting the tiredness that swept over her take its course. She slipped down onto the ground slowly, and started to drift into the safe unconsciousness that threatened her. Before she could feel the certain spot of comfort you feel right when you fall completely asleep, she pried her eyes open and looked toward the sky again. But the calm feeling was quickly smashed when she saw a dark object fly over the night sky.
Pulling herself to her feet, Alex ran to the nearest clearing she could get to for a better look. As she gazed above her head at the large object that blocked out many of the stars in the sky, her face twisted into confusion. At first she thought maybe she should take cover in case some huge bird thing found its way to the island. Though after a few moments she realized that idea was to far fetched. But if it wasn't a bird or anything else she could think of, then what was it? She jogged along under the shadow of the 'UFO'. Eventually she entered the forest again and desperately tried to she the object through top branches of the mighty trees of Neverland.
After a minute or two of following the moving shadow, Alex cautiously slowed down as the thing started to lower and even brushed against the top of the trees in some places.
"What the hell is that thing?" she finally voiced the question that had been plaguing her for the past few minutes. The forest surrounding her seemed more still and more eerie then ever before. She hadn't really noticed before, but for some reason or another the whole island did seem a little…odd. The threat of numerous beasts attacking seemed to increase with the silence, along with Alex's nervousness. Suddenly something popped into her mind. Whatever that thing was, it was headed toward the cove where Hook's ship usually rested. But why?
Ignoring the silence she sped up her pace a little and took of for the coast that surrounded the cove. Her bare feet slammed down on rocks and twigs as she ran, and shot lines of pain up her still healing legs. Being a little immune to this familiar pain by now, she continued on her path and skidded to a stop when she reached the waters edge.
There in front of her, the dark object she had been trailing glided on top of the blackness of the water before it finally touched down on the surface with a series of splashes. Alex was sure that the noise could reach the other side of the island in the thick numbness of silence.
Shaking her head she now realized that the suspicious object was the Jolly Roger. But…how?
***With the other girls***
"Alex?!" Honey called in her small voice. If she had known any, except for the ones uttered by her leader every now and then, the young girl would have cussed up a storm. Soooo many people missing! First Peter, then the Lost boys, and now after getting separated from Alex, her and Jenni couldn't find her anywhere. The little girl crossed her arms over her chest and listened to Jenni calling out the missing girls name, and also listened to the girls on the other part of the island calling out for any of the boys. 'It's weird', Honey thought, 'I've never been able to hear all the way to the other side of the island before'.
"What are ya standin' around for? We gotta find Alex and the boys!" Jenni called to her young friend from over her shoulder. Honey sighed and looked around the edge of forest she was standing by one last time before turning and jogging toward the girl heading off in the other direction.
Across the island, a girl jumps around on one foot while another sits on the ground laughing and pointing at her. Another leans against a rock, also laughing at the girl.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" the jumper exclaimed before picking up a medium size rock and chucking it into a tree. "Stupid rocks! All of 'em! Why are they even here huh!? What's their damn purpose!?" Karry yelled in rage. Over the time they had been searching she had stubbed her toe on at least four or five rocks and tripped on about three. Sara, who was laughing on the ground, just found it hilarious that someone could climb trees and scale cliffs fine, but when their on flat ground they were like a sloth out of a tree. Slow and clumsy.
Claire was able to hold back her laughter better then the other girl, but still found it extremely entertaining. As she watched Karry ensue destruction on any rock she saw near her, she thought that it was nice to laugh. It had been a day or so since their young friend sunk to the bottom of the sea and disappeared without a trace. The hope that she was still alive was lingering, but not very practical. But keeping hope is what the seven, now six, girls had learned to keep. Many would think that they didn't care all that much since they were already laughing and seemingly having a good time. But even though they found humor, inside the girls were still shattered.
Eventually the laughing subsided and the girls moved on just as the two others did, and continued their search. As they did the silence that covered them was penetrated by a loud sound coming from the pirates cove. All of the girls heads, even though on different parts of the island, turned in unison toward the direction of the cove.
***Alex***
Alex had moved all over the shore of the cove trying to get a better look at the ship that floated in the water. As far as she could tell nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except the music. Happy music.
One lone light came from the Jolly Roger and the silhouettes of the usually dark and miserable pirates danced on the deck. The pipe music danced through her ears and through the trees. If she hadn't known what kind of person captained that ship, she would have thought of it as a pleasant place.
As she continued to watch the crew, a sickening feeling crept upon her and she suddenly felt light headed. They were celebrating. 'Why the hell didn't I think of it before?' she questioned herself in her head as she stepped back away from the shore. The memories from the events that day flashed through her head. Trying to block out the sight of Meloney, she thought back to what she had told Hook.
'The big tree between the Lagoon and the mountains…in the middle of a little clearing, you can't miss it…'
She had told where the hideout was.
Now it made sense. The hideout empty, Peter's dagger. Alex ran a hand through her hair and pulled in a little in frustration. He had done it. Hook had captured Peter. Why else would the whole ship be celebrating like this? Plopping down on the warm sand below her, she let out a strangled sigh. If she hadn't have known the pirates would hear her, she would have certainly yelled out in anger. Anger at herself, at Hook, at Tiger Lily, even at Peter.
Nothing was going right anymore. Her life was going fine until she saw Peter that day and then everything started going wrong. She had become a pirate because of him, sure, but she had become okay with it had had accepted it. Then she met him again…and the feelings of betrayal, anger, and revenge swept back into her mind. For a little while anyway.
Sitting there on the sand, Alex began to think about Peter. If she wanted to get pathetic she could blame it all on him, even though it wouldn't be fair. He wasn't the one who got them captured that day in the other world, he wasn't the one who made them fall into that Indian trap, he wasn't the one who got them captured 'again' on Hooks ship and threw Meloney overboard, and he wasn't the one who forced her to tell where the hideout was. Alex let out another sigh before admitting one last thing to herself.
Peter wasn't guilty of all those things, but she could blame him for one other thing besides the obvious. Peter 'was' the one who tripped her when she fell for him.
***On the other side of the shore***
"You sure we should be here without Peter?" a voice asked in the darkness.
"Well, no. But Alex said to look for him, so he should look here to right?" the male voiced answered the other.
"Duh yeh." another voice chimed…well, not really chimed, more like thudded in.
Six figures walked carefully along the sandy beach, all keeping an eye on the cheerful ship. Though being careful there was still the sounds of tripping, stumbling and stepping on feet. They were each shushing each other when one said something, even though the shushing was louder then the whispering. Then suddenly from behind them, a bright light came out from behind one of leaves on a surrounding tree. As the light stopped moving for a brief second, the image of Tinkerbell appeared from the light, the disappeared when she started up once again.
Like the girls, the Lost boys had been roaming around the island all day in search of Peter and finally found their way here at the cove. As they made their way around the shore with their eyes always on the ship, one of them tripped over something in the sand. The weird thing was that both he 'and' the object he tripped over let out a cry.
"What the?" Nibs exclaimed as he sat up to find what tripped him.
"Alex? Duh what are ya doin' down there?" Cubby questioned when he recognized who it was. She soon stood up and dusted herself off, followed by Nibs.
"Oh, hey there boys." she replied with a smile, ignoring Cubby's question. "Any luck with findin' Peter?"
"Nope, we haven't seen 'im at all Alex." Slightly answered. The girl gave a brief nod and looked toward the pixie who was fluttering nearby.
"What about you Tinkerbell?" she wasn't sure if the small lady had a hatred for her or not, so for the moment Alex was keeping her distance. The sound of soft bells and a shake of Tinks small head was her answer. Alex knew that they wouldn't find Peter, though she liked to think that her feeling was wrong.
Behind them the voices of the girls came through the trees, still calling for the boys, Peter, and Alex.
"Why don't you guys go get 'em, I'll wait here." Alex instructed and watched as they took off through the forest. Turning back toward the water, Alex raised her eyebrows when she found that Tinkerbell had not followed. Instead the fairy was looking back and forth from the pirate ship then to Alex. Letting out a sigh, the larger girl decided to try to talk to the pretty little pixie.
"Look Tinkerbell, I know you don't trust me or like me. I also know that you wish I would stay far, FAR away from Peter. But right now do you think…" she started but stopped when the floating lady held up a hand and shook her head. Alex wasn't exactly sure why Tinkerbell was civil to her, but she didn't have a problem with it. Though still a bit confused Alex nodded to Tink, then turned toward the forest when all the girls came bursting out.
"Alex! Where…what…when?!" Jenni exclaimed best she could being out of breath. She didn't say anything else, just waved her hand in a 'forget it' motion and sat on the sand. Then Honey piped up behind her.
"Didn't anyone find Peter?"
All of the kids on the beach looked at one another, hoping some one would nod. When all of them stayed silent and still a disappointed sigh escaped from the 12 kids. Alex ran a hand through her slightly tangled hair and looked out to the Jolly Roger. She walked across the beach and stood just where the surf met the sand with a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Tinkerbell, can you come with me?" she asked without turning around. The others looked at each other in confusion as to where they were going. In reply Tink flew over beside the girl and nodded, also looking out at the ship.
"We'll be right back, stay here and stay quiet." Alex told before she made her way out into the water with Tink close behind, but low as to not be seen. The swimmer tried not to think about what happened the last time she swam out to the Jolly Roger as she went underwater. The boys and girls on shore did as they were told and all sat near the edge of the trees silently as they watched the girl and pixie make their way to the ship.
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It took a while of quiet swimming to reach Hooks vessel, but after five minutes or so both Alex and Tinkerbell were against the side of the ship. Pointing up, the girl signaled for Tink to go up and hide somewhere above deck. The pixie flew up cautiously and placed herself behind some barrels to the side of the celebration.
When she was sure the fairy was in a secure place, Alex swam to he other side of the ship and crawled up the side to an ajar window. Grabbing on to the round shutter of the window, she hulled herself up and gripped the side of the ship to make sure she didn't fall. Alex was nearly inside the cabin when the shutter gave way and she slipped back out, and cringed when the falling object hit the water with a heavy splash. Hanging on tightly, she pressed up against the side of the ship and closed her eyes tightly hoping that she wouldn't be seen.
"Huh…?" a drunken pirate said in a slurred voice and looked over the side at the water below. He scratched his matted hair and took a swig of his drink, then glanced over toward where Alex was dangling. Opening her eyes she gasped when she saw the pirates eyes on her. 'Damn it all!' Waiting for the sound of him calling to Hook, she glared up at him in return.
"Hey, it's uh…uh…ummm…" he started then passed out before he could finish. A smile graced over Alex's face as she silently praised every god and goddess of every religion.
Finally pulling herself into the musty old cabin of the Jolly Roger, she looked around and rubbed her nose when a cloud of dust rose up when she took a step. 'Man, this place sure has gone to pot since we've been gone' she thought as she quietly made her way to the door that led to the hall. The old door was heavy and rough against her hands as she pushed it opened and stepped onto the creaky floorboards of the hallway. 'Peter has to be in one of these rooms.' she thought to herself.
So, Alex began making her way through all the rooms she could find and always coming up empty handed. As she was sneaking around the guts of the Jolly Roger, the suspicions she had about the ship flying started up again. Why and how did it happen? Where would Hook want to go? She shook her head trying to clear her mind and think of an explanation. But her concentration was shattered when she heard the crew burst into song above her on deck. She glared up in disgust, then smiled when she thought of how disappointed they would all be when they found out that all their celebrating was useless. Did they really think everyone would just leave Peter?
She continued on her way through the cobweb-infested hollow of the ship to the other side below Hooks quarters.
"Isn't all so wonderful Smee! Pan finally out of my hair, and without Pan there's no more of those other retched boys! Ha, ha!" the man laughed loudly. Alex rolled her eyes at Hooks words. He ALWAYS says that, but in the end his plans never come full circle. And when she finds Peter, who must be on this side of the ship, Hook will once again eat his words. She continued on and left Hooks voice far behind.
That side of the ship was mainly just extra storage rooms because Hooks quarters took up most of the space. Climbing over crates, chests and barrels, Alex grabbed onto the ladder and pulled herself up to the upper deck. Looking over the room the ladder led to, she searched for the Pan, but to no avail. Letting out a frustrated sigh, she snuck out of the room and into the next.
The room was Hooks study and little library. Books laid scattered and maps were nailed to the walls all over. She was sure that Peter wouldn't be in here, but she just had to make sure. Walking over to the desk, she shifted through the papers and opened the drawers. In the drawer, Hooks hook collection rested. Alex grinned and picked up one of the shiny pieces of metal. Taking one would really tick Hook off…but she had better things to do at the moment. Putting the hook back in its spot, Alex shot her eyes to the door when she heard voices and footsteps coming down the hall. Slamming the drawer shut, then cursing herself for doing so, she dove down behind the desk incase anyone decided to enter the room. The carpet below her was a thick red and very soft compared to everything else on the ship. Taking in everything around her on the floor she noticed an empty bottle that must have fallen off the desk when she slammed the drawer. Since she could still hear the voices outside, she quickly reached for the small bottle and pulled her arm back to the safety of the desk.
She rolled the vile around in her fingers for a moment, trying to gather any evidence as to what it could be or what used to be in it. Finding nothing she let go of it and let it roll back across the floor. Peeking out from behind the desk when she no longer heard the voices, Alex let out a relieved sigh. But that calm feeling left when the door flew open, and she scampered back behind and under the desk again.
"I still can't get over my genius sometimes Smee." the captains voice floated into the room. Alex's eyes widened and she held her hand over her mouth so the man wouldn't detect her breaths.
"Yes, we're all mighty luck ta'ave a captain like you sir!" the voice of the pudgy man replied followed by the sound of the door closing. The girls eyes narrowed when she heard his voice. She couldn't help but feel a little betrayed by the little man. She could hear Hook let out a proud laugh and walk round to the side of the desk, but still unable to see her.
"And this Smee," he started and reached down to pick up the bottle Alex was inspecting just moments before. "Is what I owe it all to, except for myself that is."
'Owe it all to?' she thought. What in the world was in that bottle? Next Smee started praising Hook once again, followed by the captain gloating again about how brilliant he was. Alex had almost relaxed during their conversation, but that ended when Hook headed to his chair. She tensed and tried to push herself further under the desk. If he caught her…well lets just say the odds where against her if she had to fight. Luckily and the last moment Hook turned and looked out the window directly behind his desk, so that his back was to the girl. But she was far, far from out of the woods. Smee walked up beside the captain with a tray of fine foods for Hooks dinner and set it on a small table by the window. Then Alex made a mistake. She was carefully watching Hook, and completely ignoring the chubby man. Of course she only realized her mistake when she finally did turn to Smee and her eyes met with his.
'It's all over! I'll never find Peter now!' Alex thought and a desperate look came across her face. While she had the staring contest with Smee, Hook began talking again.
"Oh…such a freedom I feel now Smee. I will never have to deal with that boy again…" the man said and let out a sigh and clasped his hands behind his back.
"Uh, um, y-yes sir…" Smee replied while looking from Hook to Alex. Then he did something surprising. The little man motioned slightly with his head toward the door…was he actually going to help her? Maybe the friendship wasn't in vain. Deciding to take advantage of Smee's help, Alex nodded and began to edge her way out from under the desk as Smee kept Hooks attention on the window by, once again, talking about his brilliancy.
Keeping low she snuck toward the door as quietly as she could manage. She knew she would have to take her time opening the door, for the reflection in the glass would surely give her away. Slowly and steadily, Alex pulled the door open again just as much as she needed. She wanted to thank the little man, but she couldn't take the risk at the moment. Finally slipping out into the hall and away from danger, Alex let out a shaky breath. That was way, WAY to close. But now she knew that Hook would be distracted with his dinner for a while, which would give her time to search the remaining rooms.
Taking off down the hall, she cautiously opened the door and peeked in. Another storage room. Searching that one and then any of the others she came across, Alex continued her search of the Jolly Roger as quickly as she could. But to her surprise, she found absolutely nothing. Not a sign of Peter Pan whatsoever. She knew the ship just as well as any other pirate, so she knew she checked all the rooms. And she took a good five or ten minutes for each room, so she knew she checked thoroughly.
Letting out probably the hundredth frustrated sigh she had that day, Alex sat down on one of the barrels to think. Marking off rooms in her head, she tried to think if there was anywhere she had forgotten. She had even checked their girls old room for Peter, but he was no where!
Looking outside the light of the approaching morning flowed across the horizon. Talk about a late supper for Hook. As she continued to gaze out something odd came to mind. The mornings of Neverland were notorious for being bright and beautiful. But this sunrise just…wasn't. Clouds? Alex couldn't remember the last the Neverland had a cloudy day. At that moment Alex knew something was wrong. She wasn't sure what it was, but something was very wrong.
For the second time that day, the fear of being caught rose up in her as footsteps came down the hall. Heavy, quick footsteps. It could be one of the big pirates. The ones that are trained to kill with just one punch…. Sneaking behind the barrel she was sitting on, Alex prepared herself for the worst as the door opened.
"Alex? Alex are you in here?"
Smee. She instantly relaxed and looked out from behind the barrel.
"Yeh, right here Smee."
"What in the world are ya doin' here girl?" he questioned and closed the door behind him when he entered the room.
"What do you think I'm doin'? Huntin' for mushrooms?" she answered sarcastically and stood up. The little man put a finger to his lips to signal for her to quiet down. After all Hooks cabin wasn't 'that' far away.
"Oh dear, oh dear. Your looking' for Pan aren't ya?" he asked a bit nervously, which instantly turned Alex's suspicions on.
"Where is he Smee?" she asked and took a step toward him. Alex watched as the man fidgeted under her determined stare.
"Well, uh. He's not…here."
"Then where?"
"Away."
"Away where?"
There was a pause between the two. Smee knew he would never win the game of will with Alex. If she wanted to know where the Pan was, she would know or they would stand there their whole lives.
"Alex, he's…. Alex Pan is in the other world."
'The other world' she repeated in her mind. 'But that isn't much of a problem, he can just fly back right? But why is Smee looking at me like that, what the hell else is there?'
"There's more…isn't there?" she asked softly and the man nodded.
"The other day, Hook tried ta get the Indian princess to find Peter for 'im. She didn't take the offer but, uh, the captain found somethin' useful in the bag they had with 'em." the paused and took a breath. "That bottle that was in the cap'n's quarters had this stuff that…did somethin' ta the Pan."
"What?" Alex questioned firmly, her eyes growing a bit dark. 'That damn codfish. I swear I'll…'
"Alex, if ya did find Pan…he wouldn't be the Pan anymore." the man tried to say it without actually saying it, but the gradually dangerous look in the girls eyes told him to spit it out.
"That, stuff…completely wiped out his memory. He doesn't know who anyone is, who he is, or even how ta fly…" he finished and watched for her reaction.
Alex's face suddenly went blank, then contorted into something that looked like pain. As far as she could tell, she was alone in the little room and the whole world was crashing down around her and about to make the walls collapse. She could see Smee's mouth moving, but she didn't hear anything. All she could think about was how to get away from there, now.
Her deathly still body quickly changed to frantic as she looked for an escape route. The door? No, still to far away. The window? Yes. She darted for the opening and climbed up and through it, then slid down into the water below. She didn't care that Smee was calling to her, she didn't care that she would probably be spotted. She didn't care if she left Tinkerbell. She just didn't care. The cold water didn't have any effect on her numb body as she swam to shore like her life depended on it.
As she got away from the ship, she could hear the chime of bells behind her and knew that Tink had followed. She could also hear the calls from the other kids on shore yelling to her. But she blocked everything out, and all she could hear was what Smee told her, over and over in her head.
"That, stuff…completely wiped out his memory…"
"He wouldn't be the Pan anymore…"
"He doesn't know who anyone is, who he is…"
It wasn't right! It was all stupid! Stupid, stupid as hell! She wanted to scream, yell, punch, slap, do something!
As she reached the shore, the tears of anger, frustration, and complete sadness broke through and onto her already wet face. Climbing onto her feet, she pushed past the others who were crowded around her asking what happened and what was wrong. She wanted to tell them. Tell them that the Peter that they all knew and…loved, was gone. But she couldn't right now, literally. Her mouth wouldn't work and all she could think to do was run. So, she ran.
Alex ran for a long time. In fact, she didn't stop until her legs were sore and swollen. And she didn't know what she was running away from either. She just…had to get away. When she finally did stop and collapsed upon the soft ground beneath a tree, she cried. She didn't ball or wail, but the tears just continually fell on their own free will.
She would kill Hook…if it was the last thing she did, she would see him dead. First he took them away from their home, then he takes Meloney, and now…Peter. But to take him in this way? It was by far the most diabolical and disgusting thing the horrid man had ever done.
Peter was alone in a world that he hated. A cold world where anything could happen to him. And not only was he alone…but he wasn't even him anymore. If what Hook's first mate said was right, Peter wouldn't remember Neverland, Tinkerbell, the Lost boys, or her.
But the thing that sent despair through her body was the fact that the other world was huge. Peter could be anywhere. On a small island that wasn't even on a map, in the middle of a large city, or in a barren desert. And there was nothing…nothing…she could do about it.
The day passed above Alex's head, but the usual sun didn't beat down upon her face. Instead clouds drifted overhead. All through the day the girl thought, and in the end it added up. The flying ship, the celebration, the bottle, and the clouds. Neverland was never it's self when Peter wasn't there.
Also through the day she could feel the Lost boys and the girls eyes on her from a few feet away, but she didn't have the energy to acknowledge them. Everything that had happened over the past few days had been building up, and this tragedy completely broke all of the strong will that she once had. It was all over. Nothing matter anymore.
In her mind she thought about how others would think she was pathetic for being completely torn down from the absence of a guy. But just like everything else, she didn't care. She needed Peter, as did the entire island.
Alex's eyes closed now and then, but she didn't sleep. She couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. And when the sky above her opened up and let loose the rain, she welcomed the cool relief of the water. The others had gone off somewhere else earlier, giving up on getting her to talk today. But she could still feel eyes on her. Opening her once silver eyes, that were now a plain gray, Alex looked around her to see a glowing ball sitting on the ground next to her.
She knew the little fairy didn't know what happened yet, but she also knew that Tink realized something terrible had happened and was mourning. Not many words had every been spoken between the two, but Alex felt that the little that they had said was enough. As she continued to look over at the pixie, her mind started to work again.
It wasn't like her to give up so soon. She just instantly believed that all was at an end and there was no hope for everyone's flying boy. But if she gave up, who would look for him? The Lost boys hadn't been to the other world in so long, they would probably really end up lost. But even if they were able to fair well down there, the odds were piled against anyone that wanted to make an attempt. There was literally over a millions places Peter could be in that world.
But then her mind went back to Neverland and how it would be without the Pan. What would happen? Alex cringed at the thought and decided not to think about it.
Suddenly that little voice that popped up a few days ago made itself known again.
'So. Your really just gonna lay her in the dirt and mold huh?'
Alex decided to stay sane and not answer the little voice, though it was tempting.
'Your just gonna stay right here and not do anything? Your just gonna leave Peter down there? You little pansy…'
"Pansy?! Hey if I could, I would find Peter but…" Alex yelled back in her mind.
'But?! But what?! What's stoppin' ya? Is it cause your scared?'
"I am not scared!" she argued and her face twisted into anger as she argued silently.
'Of course you are! Your scared because you don't think you'll find him, or if you do find him, that he won't remember you! Just admit it, suck it up and bite the bullet! Cause if ya don't, your just lettin' Hook win.'
With that last comment the voice disappeared as quickly as it had appeared, leaving Alex angry and thinking.
Scared? Huh, yeh right. Well…yeh, it was right. She was scared, just as the voice had said. And she was giving up and letting that bastard Hook win without a fight. What would Meloney think? What would Peter think? They would be disappointed that's what they would be.
So, what to do? How could she get to the other world? The only way she knew of was flying, and the only people who she knew that could do it was Peter, and now Hook. She still had yet to figure out how he managed that. Blinking the gathering raindrops out of her eyes, Alex then remembered someone else that could fly. A person that could be a key helper in getting Peter back. But it might not work. No, wait…it had to work.
'I won't leave you alone out there Peter…I won't.' she thought to herself and a smile cracked across her face and she turned her head toward the pixie again, who currently was laying down and looking up at the sky like Alex.
"Tinkerbell, can you do me a favor?" she asked then looked up at the sky again. The fairy glanced over and with a quick nod and the beautiful chiming which was her voice, she gave an agreeing answer. Then a determined look came across the larger girls face.
"Teach me how to fly."
***************I'm really starting to like how this story is coming along. I'm so proud *tear*. And this is a way longer chapter then I thought it was gonna be. And by the way I just wanted to say thanks to all my reviewers. I almost have 100 reviews, and not one flame yet!!! It makes a girl want to write more, and more, and more….So, get me that 100 mark and I'll love you forever! But the only way to get me to that mark is to REVIEW!!!