It was dark by the time everyone was back at the Tree. Pan had carried Robyn the whole way and she had struggled against it at first, preferring to be carried by Slightly, or anyone really. Then she had given up. He might just drop her and tell her to go home if she kept it up long enough and last time she'd done that, look what happened.

Pan let her down outside the entrance to the Tree. She slid down the hole easier than the first time and managed not to fall. The short, blonde girl turned to her and offered her a hand once she had wandered into what seemed to be the main room.

"'Ello Robyn. I'm Perdy. This 'ere is Amara. Welcome to club. Called the Lost Boys but I think we all know who the real brains behind this is." She winked and Amara laughed. Robyn felt better knowing she would be welcomed by at least a couple people.

"Well, 'night girls!" Amara called over her shoulder as she grabbed Cullen's hand and started to walk towards what looked to be their room.

Perdy must have seen the apprehensive look on Robyn's face because she said, "I suggest you stay with either Slightly or Pan tonight, dear. As long as you show Pan that nothing's gonna happen right from the start, he'll keep his distance. And Slightly, he seems to respect you enough not to try anything. If I had to make the choice, I'd stay with Pan, no one can get up to his room except him."

Robyn nodded but didn't move. "Ach, c'mon then, I'll set it all up." Perdy strode up to the good-looking dark red haired boy with her in tow. "Pan, Robyn here has no where to sleep. Thought it'd be best if she stayed in your room. That's okay with you?" she asked, barely making it sound like a question.

"Gotcha, luv," Pan said and waved at a pair of twins climbing the stairs. "C'mon then, er, Robyn." Again she was grabbed around her waist by him and it only took a couple seconds before they had reached his landing. Quickly, he released her and stepped inside his room. "Um, you can have the bed, I'll sleep in the hammock," he offered.

Tired, Robyn climbed into the huge bed. "You don't mind?" Pan asked, holding up a flute type of instrument. She shook her head and soon a slow, dreamy music filled her ears.

After a long while, he stopped and Robyn jolted out of a doze. She sat up and looked at him. He was staring out a small window hole right below the branch one side of the hammock was tied to. One of his legs hung over the side and he rocked slowly from side to side.

"Pan?" Robyn called. He turned to her quickly, causing the hammock to jolt.

"What?" he asked.

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For letting me stay here." She sounded like a little girl thanking her father for letting her stay up late.

He grinned at her. And this time it was neither a sexy or superior smile. He was just smiling out of genuine happiness. "No worries, mate. I thought maybe you should stick around and see how this plays out." Pan jumped out of his hammock and arched his back. He stretched and groaned.

"Are you sore?" Robyn asked. Peter just grimaced. "You can sleep with me if you like." Then realizing how that sounded and remember what Perdy had told her, she said quickly, "As long as you don't try anything."

A lopsided smile appeared on his face as he walked over to the big bed. Appreciatively, he sunk into it and covered himself. There was some angry jingling from the opposite side of the room before both of them fell asleep.

* * *

When Robyn opened her eyes the next morning she could hear yells and whoops coming from below her. Pan flew back into his room yelling, "Ah, shut it, mates! Nothin' happened!" When he saw she was a awake he nodded at her and threw something across the room onto the bed. A spiky looking fruit.

Smelling it, Robyn asked, "What is it?"

"A pineamplemouse. It's kinda hard on the outside but once you get to the middle it's good."

Robyn tried to pry at it with her fingers but only succeeding in poking herself hard enough to bleed. "Ow!" she cried and shoved her two fingers in her mouth. Glaring at the offending fruit, she booted it off the bed. It hit the ground and split neatly in half. Pan laughed at her and picked up both halves, handing her one.

"Let me see," he said, holding out his hand. Robyn showed him her fingers. "Agh, nothin' too serious. You should'a seen the first time Rookz tried to open one of these. Damn near sliced his fingers off."

Laughing, Robyn tried to pull her hand back but Pan was still studying it. After a moment he seemed to realize what he was doing and let her go as if she had burned him. To avoid speaking, she deposited her fingers in her mouth again. Coughing, he wandered across the room and flung himself into his hammock and started to eat the pineample.

Robyn was having trouble with hers. She tried to bite it and ended up poking her tongue on it. "Stupid, spiky piece of shit," she muttered and started pounding it on the floor, trying to break it again. Finally she gave up and threw it out the door. There was a yell from the ground floor.

Pan laughed at her and followed suit. There was a shriek this time that sounded suspiciously like, "Pan, you asshole!" Still sniggering lightly, he said, "I should probably take you down, hey? You'll be wanting to go with the girls to the Lagoon. Fresh water for a bath and all."

"Er, yeah. That'd be good," she agreed.

She stood and wandered to the door. Looking down it seemed incredibly high. One of the boys saw her and started whooping again.

"Ach, shut it, ya wankers," Perdy said, walking down the stairs with Amara in tow.

"Yeah Perds, we will if ya do sommat for us!" one of the boys with red and black hair called crudely and grabbed his crotch.

Perdy gave him the finger and more yelling came from the boys. A light push came from behind Robyn, shoving her off Pan's balcony. She let out a scream as she fell. It was only two or three stories from the floor but it was enough to hurt her quite badly.

Instead of hitting the ground, she felt two arms grab her around the shoulders and under the legs. She sunk down and almost hit the ground anyways. Looking up with wide eyes she saw Peter's face looking upwards.

"Jaysus, Tink!" he growled. "What the fuck you tryin'a do? Kill her?" He was still holding her like a small child and after shaking his head he set her on her feet. "Sorry 'bout that," he said, his voice a lot softer. "She hasn't been this worked up for a while; I'll talk to her."

"Um, Robyn?" Arama's voice sounded timid. "We're gonna go to the Lagoon, wanna join us?"

"Sure," she replied, trying to sound like she wasn't shaken after falling that far.

As they walked the short distance to the special pool, Perdy said, "Wow, girl. Tink hasn't 'ad it in for someone that bad for a long while! What did you an' Pan do last night to piss 'er off so quickly?"

"What?" Robyn sputtered. "Me and Pan? Like, as in more than sleep?"

Amara laughed quietly. "Pan must have tried something! He did on both of us when we first arrived here."

"Er - well, he tried. But I kinda, I dunno, shoved him off?"

She looked over into two pairs of eyes. Then they both started laughing.

"You're saying," Amara gasped, "you shoved Pan off of you?"

"Mmm hmm..." Robyn didn't get what was so funny.

Both Perdy and Amara stopped laughing. They looked at each other.

"Wow, you got some spunk, girl," Perdy congratulated.

"Heh," was all Robyn said.

* * *

After the girls had exited the Tree, whoops and yells had come from the boys as they'd jumped from their ledges and slithered down vines adorning the walls.

"Well Pan," said the same red and black haired boy that had yelled at Perdy. "You're still walkin'. I presume nothin' happened witchoo two then, eh?"

Laughing, Peter replied, "It'd be her who couldn't walk Benji." There was a pause. "But who's to say nothin' happened?"

Slightly let out a noise and turned. Wandering to his room, he heard some laughter and Pan exited after some more cocky comments. He turned only when he heard a voice.

"Slightly, get over yourself, mate."

"What?" he asked, turning.

"You and the girl. 'S'not a secret that you wish she was sharin' your bed instead of Pan's," Benji said.

"That's none of yer damn business!"

"You're pathetic, didn't you learn your lesson last time?"

His fist flew out of nowhere, before Benji even had a chance to move. It hit him in the jaw, whipping his head backwards.

Benji massaged his jaw to see if anything was broken and seemed satisfied he was okay. His gaze refasten on Slightly with a heated glare. "So it's a fight you want, eh?" he asked, smirking. "Then that's what you'll get," were his last words before he launched himself at the blonde boy.

And that's when Robyn walked into the room.

(A/N: Yay. Review. Ah. I'm awesome.)