Angie groaned and opened her eyes slowly before squeezing them shut once again against the onslaught of bright, cheery sunlight. "Ouch…" She moaned quietly, slowly lifting a hand to her throbbing temple.
"Angie?" The low, quiet tones couldn't belong to anyone but her seven-year-old brother Charlie. "Are you awake?" He whispered quietly.
Angie turned her head to face him and opened her eyes. "Yeah." She croaked. Damn, her voice was raw! "You okay?" She asked, ignoring the scratchiness of her throat. Charlie nodded. "What about Cass?" The boy nodded again.
"We're all okay." He said quietly. "Me 'n Cassie was scared you wasn't gonna wake up, Gigi!" He cried suddenly, flinging himself on her. "We was scared!" He sobbed again.
Angie looked towards the other figure in the room. "When you passed out you hit your head on something, we're not sure what it was though." Crystal explained. "You've been out for almost a week."
Angie's eyes widened. "It really happened didn't it?" She asked, fear and awe making her voice strong. "We really blasted ourselves out of Brantsville."
The Asian nodded. "Yeah. And you'll never guess where we ended up."
"Neverland?" The redhead questioned.
"Yeah. Or at least, that's what the locals, who all happen to be boys, tell us."
Angie groaned again, patting her brothers back. "Think it's alright for me to get up, Doc?" She asked playfully, looking down at her brother.
The child turned his big blue eyes up at her at nodded. "Peter said it would be okay when you waked up an' you did so I guess so, Gigi."
Angie tweaked his nose and forced herself into a sitting position, wincing at the stiffness in her back and the spinning room. "You alright, Angel?" Crystal asked, moving to help her up.
"Yeah, just a little sore from laying down so much. Where is everyone?"
"They're all down below. I'd say down stairs except there are no stairs. It's just an incline the whole way down. C'mon, I'll help you keep from falling over, kay, girl?"
Angie nodded and the two swiftly made their way down into the lower levels, followed by the bouncing blue-eyed boy.
"So, it's all really, really real…" Angie muttered once her friends, aided by Slightly and Curly, had explained their situation. "Neverland's not just a fairy tale…"
She shook her head ruefully and flopped back in her chair, running a hand over her face. "This is impossible. I have gone completely insane, haven't I?"
Tiny fingers settled on her knee and she looked down to find herself staring into Cassie's big, tear-filled eyes. "Oh, c'mere, baby." She muttered, pulling the girl into her lap and hugged her tightly. "It's all a bad dream. I know it is. We'll wake up tomorrow in our safe warm beds and Momma will have breakfast on the table and Daddy'll come in with the newspaper and remind me to walk Liverchops. Everything will be back to normal. You'll see, this is all just a really bad dream."
Angie fought back a sob as she fervently denied reality, hoping that she was right, yet knowing she was as far from being right as possible.
"My fault?" Crystal screamed in frustration. "How the hell is this all my fault!"
"Oh, like fooling around with magic wasn't your idea!" Rayne countered, angrily.
"Well, you're the one who said it sounded like a good plan!"
"I was joking! I never meant we should do it!"
"Oh, really! Well you could've said that in the FIRST PLACE!"
"Why you little!"
"Little what? You scared to finish that sentence?"
"You bitch!"
"AH! How DARE you?" Crystal leapt at her friend, gripping her pink locks in small but strong, tanned fists.
"AAAH!" Rayne screamed in pain and caught at the Asian girl's wrists, digging her nails into the soft flesh.
The two struggled back and forth for a few moments before a loud voice ripped through the air, silencing both the girls and their audience. "ENOUGH!" It cried. The girls turned their heads towards the source, eyes wide with shock at the boy. "Stop fighting!" He yelled. "You should be thinking of a way to get us home not fighting about whose fault it is that we're here!"
"But Breeze!" The girls cried in unison.
"No buts!" He argued. "We can't be fighting like this, especially not when we're around Angel, or have you two been too self-absorbed to notice her frail state of mind!"
The girl's were properly silenced by this and dropped their hands, turning to where their best friend had been seated. "She went that way." The child that now occupied her place pointed towards the exit.
"I'll find her." The girl's said before turning to stare at each other. "No, you won't I will!" They spoke together.
The green clothed boy in the corner of the room rolled his eyes and stood, pushing past them. "I'll do it."
The teens ignored him and continued trying to stare each other down.