Em

I chew on a cherry thoughtfully, letting its juices explode into my mouth. The sensation makes me laugh out loud. My memories are jerked back to a time when my father was around.

We had gone to visit him in Australia where he was working at the time. I remember the smell of him as I had jumped into his arms. He smelled of salty sweat and fresh air. I absorbed him, taking note of every little hair, and every inch of skin. I etched it into my mind. I was so young then, I must have been about four. I didn't know that it might be the last time.

I remember how he drove us to the house that his work offered him. He told me to look at the scenery, but I couldn't, my eyes were on him. Watching as he changed the gears, moving the car along. His house was on the top of a hill, which was surrounded with hills like it. He lived in a small town near the coast, about four hours south of Sydney. It was close to the beach. I can remember plenty of the house. It was yellow outside and the front door and the back door were only a hedge apart, and the side door was what I would have called a back door. The deck showed an amazing view of all the beaches, showing the gums at their best. I remember that there was three bedrooms. One green one-my dad's, a pink one-the one I slept in, and the guest room, which was also green.

I remember going to sleep with two pillows. One under my stomach and the other, of course, under my head. One night, I was restless. I couldn't get to sleep no matter what. My father came into my room sighing. He held up my swimmers and said: 'Let's go to the beach.' So off we went in the pitch-black night. When I come to think of it, it was probably only about nine. We went to a beach and as soon as I saw the waves I was scared. But I was with my dad so I felt safe. We didn't go in that night. We just sat on the dry sand and watched. He held me and I inhaled his special scent, the scent that no one else had.

Cam

I watch Em as we both sit on the branches of the tree. She smiles to herself, her eyes squinting in the sun. She gazes out into the distance and I can tell that she's in her own world. In the day and a bit that she's been here, she's managed to cure her vertigo. I think the flying helped. After we had lunch yesterday all she wanted to do was go exploring. So we had spent the day meeting everyone and seeing everything. She made us stay flying among the trees until midnight.

I watch her again as she takes a bite from another cherry coming back to the real world. She notices me looking at her and smiles back at me.

'I've got a place to show you,' I say and grab her hand. I plunge off the branch and she shrieks. She'll never get used to the flying business. I laugh at her. And take her up to the clouds. Jumping on them. I tip her.

'You're in,' I say and then jump away. She shakes her head as if to say, you'll pay for that, and then speeds after me. She bangs into me, knocking flat onto the ground.

We sit still for a moment or two. She is lying on top of me, her head barely an inch away from mine. This moment is the one I have been dreading since she came. What will she do, what will I do?

I feel the foreign, yet at the same time all too familiar faster beat of my heart.

'Tip, you're in.' Then she's off me and flying away as fast as she can. As though the tension in that moment didn't exist. I love the way she can do that. If I tried on my life I'd be dead a long time ago. I try to make out where she's going, but I have no clue.

Suddenly she powers towards the ground. For a moment I think she's falling again, and I put on an extra surge of speed. I catch up to her, and relax as I see her smiling controlling her flight. I turn to the ground where she is headed and see a familiar beach. I can't quite place when I've been here before. We touch down together.

I see the footprint and immediately know exactly where I am. I set off at a run and hear Em beside me. I know just where to go. I see the small girl's footsteps appear beside mine and hear Em gasp. I smile to myself.

I head towards the largest sand hill. We reach the top and together we roll down it.

Em

We stay on the beach for hours, jumping of the sand dunes and rolling down the hills. We laze about for a while, bathing in the sunlight. I'm wearing my old white sundress, and am glad. Somehow I feel like I won't get sunburnt in this heat, and it seems that Cam doesn't think so either. We talk, we talk like we used to. I love it. I close my eyes and listen to him.

I hear him rustle around a bit and open my eyes a slit. He's taken off his shirt. Specks of sand cluster on his chest here and there.

'Look, the sun's setting.' I open my eyes and take a look at the sky, it's absolutely breathtaking. I sit and watch it for a moment and then have a brilliant idea.

'Lets go for a swim.' I jump up and take off my dress forgetting that I don't have my swimmers on underneath, only my undies and bra. I shrug my shoulders, it doesn't really matter does it, they're all the same.

I can feel Cam's eyes on me as I walk to the shore. I turn back to face him.

'Come on strong boy, too scared to get a little wet?' That gets him up quickly, and before I know it, he's charging at me.

His hands go around my waist as he lifts me, running into the water. I shriek and shout kicking and squirming about. He throws me into the water and I gasp. The water's a good temperature I resurface and quietly swim towards him. He has his back to me. I go underneath the water and spot one of his ankles. I smile to myself and grab it, tugging it so he falls into the water.

We come up laughing. We swim around for a bit floating in the water. I try not to stare at his body. I can't help but wonder at how tanned and strong it is. I float on my stomach, glad that at least today I am wearing a bra that doesn't go see-through when wet. It's red, my favourite bra in fact.

I bring my arms up behind my head. I love floating. There's something so relaxing about it, something about gazing up into the sky while relaxing in the water that I find extremely soothing.

I stare at the pink clouds above my head. I'm glad I came. If only for a little while. It's been fun being with Cam. My cheeks begin to flush as I think of what happened on that cloud this morning. I shake my head with embarrassment. I can't believe that happened. I don't know what would have happened, or what could have happened. And I didn't want to hang around long enough to see.

I sigh as I hear Cam duck under water. I close my eyes and think back to that day in the nursery. Something that I made myself never remember. That helped me get along with life. Just as giving up helped Cam's family.

But now he's here.

I bring my hand up to my face and rub my eye self-consciously.

'Keep your hand over you're eyes and come with me,' I hear Cam whisper over the water. I smile as I feel his hand slip in mine, but loyally keep my hand over my eyes.

With his hand still entwined with mine, he comes along behind me and holds my waist, steering me into shallower water. I feel my feet hit sand and I begin to walk.

He lets go of me for a second and I feel really disorientated. I sense material going over my head and realise it's my dress. I put it on, keeping my eyes clamped shut. I feel Cam lightly place my arm around his neck, then let out a little shriek as I feel myself being hosted up into his arms, so he in carrying me.

'Shhh,' He says while laughing.

Then I feel the most strangest sensation in the world. I feel as though there in no weight anywhere. It takes me a while to realise that we are moving somewhere, but Cam isn't walking. He's flying, I notice finally.

I feel the gentle bump as we touch down. He lowers me carefully to the ground. He whispers in my ear, releasing me from my shut eyes.

What I see amazes me. I smile a secret smile. It has become dark now, and the stars alight the night. I look around me and see that we stand on the tallest sand dune, which has been overgrown with a forest. I smile as I can see the moon reflection the water below.

I turn to face Cam.

'This is beautiful,' I look back out to the water again. He drapes his arms around my body.

'Beautiful for a beautiful girl.' Our eyes meet, and I am surprised to find that neither of us look away. He lets go of me, and I find myself wanting his warmth back, but he still doesn't break eye contact.

'Would the beautiful lady like to dance?' I immediately blush, but it's not because of the compliment. I break contact with those deep brown eyes and look down at my feet.

'You don't know how do you?' he says, his voice slightly comical.

'Hey, don't laugh you, remember how you're talking to.'

'Oh, I'm sorry Your Majesty,' and with that grasps my hand and brings it to his lips, but pauses just before he touches my hand.

'But Your Majesty, what will you do for the ball?' he mocks me.

'What ball?' I say superiorly, although a smile remains on my lips.

'The ball in which the fairies are holding in your honour.' He mumbles something under his breath that I can't hear.

'Well, I'll just have to refuse to go,' I say with a little flick with my fingers, indicating that the conversation was over. But Cam gasps.

'But Your Majesty, you cannot, you simply cannot refuse a fairies ball, especially if it's held in your honour. That's like, like refusing chocolate when you haven't eaten any in three years!' he says absolutely horrified.

'I don't like chocolate.' A smile tickles his lips.

'Oh yes of course, it must have been my bad eyesight misinterpreting you when I saw you gobbled down that mars bar when we were at the wharf.'

I huff, giving up, and he grins. He takes my hand and places it on his shoulder while he takes the other in his hand. Then he places his hand on my waist.

'Don't worry I am a man, I have to do all the work, you just follow my lead.' He flashes me another smile and then starts counting.

Cam

'One, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three.' Over and over. I start with a simple waltz. Personally, I think she was lying the whole time, she's doing fine. But as soon as I think those thoughts, she steps the wrong way and almost bangs into me.

She looks up at me embarrassedly. I smile down at her and continue dancing. She rests her head on my chest and I feel my heart start to quicken it's beat. I just hope she doesn't realise.

Having her this close to me is really having an affect on me. I can smell the salty water covering her body. I look down her back and see her shapely body through her dress. I really need her to get away from me, if only for a second.

I turn her and she smiles, turning and turning. She lands smoothly and we continue dancing. She places her head back on my chest and I lower mine on top. I close my eyes and let my thoughts go.

We dance for minutes like that, letting the moon reflect on our wet bodies. Then I push off the ground so we are flying together, while dancing. I smile and I turn her again, but this time she isn't ready, so when she comes back, she smashes into my body. Her other hand lands on my bare chest and I can feel her breath become quicker. My heart pounds and I feel us lower slowly towards the ground, our feet lightly come to the ground once again. I look at her hand on my chest, then I look at her. She lifts her head up gingerly.

Our eyes meet. That was a bad move. I tilt my head down towards hers, also a bad move. She tugs faintly back, but she doesn't try hard enough. I know that there was no meaning behind it.

She takes her hand from where it rests in mine, and I mourn the loss of its warmth. Instead she places it on my cheek, brushing away a piece of hair. She leans her head ever so slightly towards mine and that's all the invitation I need. I close the gap between our lips.

They barely touch. I feel and hear Em inhale sharply. My breath escapes me as she delicately moves her hand from where it is on my chest around to the back of my neck.

She lightly pulls me a little closer, sealing the small slit between our bodies, and pressing my lips more securely on hers. I angle my head towards the side and slid my other hand so it is firmly pressed on her back.

I feel her smile as my tongue steps with hers. She removes her hand from my cheek by sliding it up into my hair. She twists her hands in it and I weave patterns on her back. We take two steps forwards so that her back is resting on a tree. My hand lies on her thigh and I feel her leg bend and wrap itself around mine.

Em

He caresses my leg and electric shots shoot up it. He tears his lips from mine and starts kissing a line from the corner of my jaw down to the bottom of my neck. I crane my neck up to the sky in desire, watching as the moonlight reflects on his back. My hand rests on the back of his head, buried among his hair.

His lips return to mine and we kiss in passion yet again. I slide my hand down his back, feeling his muscles in his wet body, while my other loops around his neck playing with the hair at the nape.

He moves his hand around my back to my waist while his other creeps higher on my leg. He pushes my dress higher and that's when I have to stop him. I clutch his hand and unwind my leg from his. He releases me from his lips and looks at me.

'Am I going to fast?' he breathes. I merely nod, as I don't think talking is an option. He backs off a little.

'Sor-' I break him off by kissing his cheekbone, and then the corner of his face. Our lips meet again, but this time awful thoughts penetrate my head. What if he leaves, like they all do? A frown etches itself on my forehead. The little unfair voice in my head comes back to haunt me. He's done it before hasn't he? He left you, like they all do, what happens if he does it again.

I gasp and pull away gracelessly. Cam notices the frown situated on my face, and frowns at it. He brings his hand up and strokes the frown, as if trying to wipe it away. I flinch at his touch and a hurt expression deepens his frown.

'What's wrong?' his tender voice almost makes me flinch again. I slip out from his grasp and take a step away from him. So I know my boundaries. Pain carves itself on his young, handsome face.

'I'm sorry, I can't do it, I just…' a lump comes to tease me in my throat. I try to make it go away, but I'm fighting a loosing battle. 'I-' my voice cracks and I look down at the ground.

'What?' Cam whispers softly, as though he can't believe his ears, and I'm pretty sure he can't.

'I can't put my heart on the line, I don't want my heart to break because I'm not sure I could piece it back together again.' My voice surely breaks this time, and tears force themselves to make an appearance, but I don't let them, I stubbornly keep them there at the bottom of my eyes.

'What?' Cam asks again. His eyes are and I can tell that he's not just confused, but thoroughly hurt by what I just said. Anger replaces my sadness as I become frustrated that he hasn't understood me yet.

'Everyone always leaves me Cam! I can't go through with it again. First it was dad, and then Wendy, but I guess not before I slowly but surely lost mum. And then, you, you left me. And as much as you may think it was nothing, it was something. I couldn't bare losing you again, so please excuse me from trying to protect myself.'

And with that I turn my heel and sob my heart out as I fly off, not watching the disappearing figure of Cam.

Cam

I stand in shock, watching her disappear. I take in what she has just said, and let it absorb to the fullest, swirling it around in my brain. She's afraid of loosing me? Never have I felt so hollow, and finally, Neverland reacts to my feelings. A storm boils as the sadness in me does too.

I gape horrified. Tears have filled in my eyes. But I never cry. I wipe my eyes with frustration. But to my dismay, a single tear trickles down my face. I stand in shock for a moment. Then quickly search the skies. I gasp. There it is.

The droplet of water threatening to embarrass me. I have to catch it. Then no one will know. I power towards it, catching up.

My feet touch the ground as I come right under the drop of water. I hear a sob and look down at where the sound came from. It seems to be from a huge leaf, one almost as big as me. I shake my head. I have come across many things in Neverland that seem unnatural, but never something this weird. I look back at the droplet of water, it's coming. I hear another sob and find as I look down that it isn't coming from the leaf, but underneath it. I look back at the drop again, but find in horror that it is no longer in the sky. Then I hear the sound that makes me wish that I were deaf.

A splat. I look down and see water running down the leaf. With the weight of the water it bobs up and down and I get a glimpse of what is beneath it. It's Em.

She turns and sees me. I reach my hand out. She takes it silently. I take her in, but am soon clung almost violently by her. She hugs me as though she is grasping for breath, and I hold her. Sobs fill her chest and I can almost feel the pain as it all comes out. I stroke her hair and whisper in her ear.

'I will never leave you Em.'

She stays quiet, as though thinking. She steps away from me and studies my face.

'Do you promise?'

'Yes.' Then it starts to rain. Not sad rain, but happy rain, the moonlight shines through the water. I see the fairies come out towards us. Soon they are surrounding us.

Suddenly Em screams, loud and long. She clutches her head, her face twisted with pain. She says silent for a moment and her eyes widen with shock.

'CAM!' she screams grasping for my hand. But it doesn't reach it, and suddenly she's falling. Falling and I'm in the wrong place to catch her. I rush to her, but I'm to late. To late to catch her before her head hits the hard ground. She was unconscious before she hit the ground, and I feel pain fall over me unlike anything that I've ever felt. My right hand starts glowing, and I see Em's does too.

I hear the fairies behind me gasp in shock. For a moment I think it's just from our hands, but I look up and see a boat on the horizon. I know as soon as I see it that it's a boat that will cause trouble. And as I see the sails flap showing me that my thoughts were right.

Because the owner is supposed to be dead.

Because the boat is the Jolly Roger.

A/N: Okay, you all have every right to kill me. I swear I had no intention of keeping it away from you for so long. I'm not particularly happy with it, so you have every right to complain. I'd just like to say a special thanks to Auriela who managed to pull me out a terrible writer's block with a beautiful line said by Em. Thanks to all my other reviewers I love your support and probably wouldn't have been able to come all this way without you!

p.s. Oh, I'm not really sure if the rating is right for this particular chapter so just give me a yell if it's not.