once more......
Once back at the tree house, Jessie tucked Ellen into their shared bed and kissed her forehead as the little girl went to sleep. She then made her way over to where Peter sat, still soaked, on his bed. She took a seat next to him, drawing one leg under her as the other rest on the edge of the bed. "Peter," she began, pushing more of his wet hair off his face. He didn't look up at her, merely sat perfectly still on the bed.
"Peter, please look at me." He did, and she met his wet eyes. He stared at her, their eyes locked for a few moments. She nodded slightly, then took his hand in hers. She then leaned forward, placing a soft, brief kiss on his lips. He seemed a bit startled, but she only leaned forward and rested her head on his shoulder. He gently placed his arms around her and held her, in a similiar way that he knew Wendy had held him when he had bad dreams.
He shivered at the thought of his nightmares. They had intensified after Wendy left, but eventually left when he told himself that Wendy was no longer there to comfort him, and he came to accept that. Now, no lost boys had come to Neverland yet, and he was a little lonely. But now, Jessie and Ellen were with him. He just feared they'd leave him like his Wendy left him.
Jessie closed her eyes as Peter held her, wondering how such an innocent, naive boy could make her feel so welcomed. She had been forced to grow up so soon after her parents' death in order to take care of her sister. And even though her aunt and uncle would stay with them in the house they lived in, it wasn't the same because they were rarely there. It just wasn't the same without her parents.
Jessie eventually fell asleep as Peter held her, and he knew it. But he didn't want to let her go, so he layed back on the bed, keeping her safely in his arms. He drifted off to sleep as well, his face only an inch from Jessie's as he did.
Neverland
Jessie woke with a start in the morning. It had come to her in a dream, the answer to the question Peter would eventually ask them. She knew she wanted to stay, and she knew Ellen did too. So that was it, when the time came, she'd say yes. She just wasn't sure when that time would be.
As she sat up, she felt something slide off of her. She looked down, and smiled as she saw Peter laying there, his arms now close to his head. She remembered falling asleep when he had been holding her, and she gently stroked his cheek before getting out of the bed to check on Ellen.
But, as she got there, she noticed that Ellen wasn't there. The covers had been thrown back in a messy fashion, and that tipped her off right there that Ellen hadn't been the one to do it. When she looked down at the ground, she noticed large footprints, ones belonging to a man. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hand, then ran out of the tree house and went in search for her sister.
Neverland
As she scanned the entire of the area around her, she listened strainedly for any sound that could lead her to her sister. But when none came, she moved on to another area to look for her. She had to find Ellen. She had to. She had promised never to let anything happen to Ellen and she wasn't about to let that down now just because they were in Neverland.
She took a hesitant step in the direction that an arrow had whizzed into, wondering what it had been shot at. She knew she was a possibility, but she didn't think on that right then.
However, right as she passed a rather large tree, something grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth. She tried to scream, but the hand prevented it. So, biting down hard, she heard a yelp as she took off. But she didn't get far before a sword was pointed at her face. She backed up, only to feel a man grab her again and cover her mouth. She watched with wide, scared eyes as a man dressed in light garb stepped out of the shadows.
"Ah, the elder of the two. Yes, I've been waiting a good time to get you. Come, bring her. We'll make sure she's put with her sister before we kill them."