Peter held Henry's hand tight, as he led him through the dense jungle and back to the camp. As irritated as he was, right then he could only think of the tiny flame lit in Henry's eyes when he looked at him before. Was it some type of magic that Peter was unfamiliar with? Peter grunted in confusion.

"Peter, you okay?" Henry asked taking observation to Peter's expressions and body language. Peter looked at Henry, his expression softened when he notice the discomfort of Henry.

"Yeah... I'm fine." Peter said. After a few more minutes they were back at the camp and the boys were still eating. When Wendy caught sight of Henry she rushed over to him and snatched him into a tight, bone-crushing hug.

"Henry! Oh dear lord I was so worried!" she gushed as she pressed him against her soft chest.

"Wendy. Cant. Breath." Henry said suffocating. Wendy pulled him away from her. She check him up and down for bruises, cuts,... hickey's...

"Wendy I'm fine! Don't worry. Peter would of noticed if there was something wrong." Henry said in a light chuckle at the girls antics. Wendy put her hands on her hips in a sassy manor.

"I bet he would of..." Wendy said in her head. She shook it off and grabbed the Henry's hand.

"Come on... Lets get some food in you before the boy's eat it all." she said as she dragged him along to the table. She had him sit in the seat next to her as she made him a plate.

Henry liked Wendy, and he really didn't mind getting gushed over. She was like the protective big sister, he never asked for but always wanted. Everyone here either called her Wendy or big sis. It was obvious how much she saw these boy's as her family. She liked hanging out with the lost boys and Peter, but she showed a large amount of affection to Henry. Henry reminded her of her brothers, she just felt the immediate urge to nurturer the young boy. This how ever did not go well with Peter though...

"Uh... Wendy?" Henry asked, tugging at her arm sleeve. She turned to him and tucked a lock of hair behind his ear.

"Yes sweet-heart?" she asked, smiling at the younger boy.

"Were you ever in love?" he asked sheepishly. Wendy sat back in her chair, and pondered at the young boy's question.

"Once." she started.

"Long ago. He was older then me. 18 or 19 years old. I myself was around 15. He was the son of my fathers best friend. He and his father would come by sometime and we would sneak out to the back yard or to the sweets shop around the corner, and he always had a way of making me smile on the worst of days." she said in a quiet voice, with a sad look plastered on her face.

"What happened to him?" Henry ask. Wendy looked back at Henry.

"Oh you know... we just broke apart I guess." she said and waved her hand around like it was nothing. She then looked at Henry with a serious expression.

"What did it feel like? To be in love?" Henry asked again. Wendy gave a slight chuckle.

"Whenever he touched me... a big rosy red blush would fill my cheeks, and I would get butterfly's in my stomach. When I looked into his eyes I could get lost for hours. And when we danced I felt wait-less, but when we kissed..." Wendy pause and searched for the right words.

"It felt as though... nothing else in the world mattered. That it was just him and me..." She said. Henry looked back at her. He smiled.

"Why do you want to know this?" she asked him, in an amused tone. Henry then got immediately flustered and a large blush spread across his porcelain cheeks.

"Uh.. you know. Just curious is all..." he said. Wendy smiled.

"So what are you two talking about?" Peter ask, emerging from behind them. Wendy turned and stood up.

"Oh nothing Panry just some private stuff that you wouldn't want to get into." Wendy said and straightend her skirt out. Peter furrowed his eyebrows and mouthed the word Panry. He just decided to ignore it, thinking it was just some female thing.

"As lead of the island I need to be aware of all "privet stuff", between my lost boys." Peter said persisting.

"Uh..- Benny you need me for what?!" she said grabbing the attention of the blonde on the other side of the camp, mildly confusing him.

"Oh okay! You need help with that... thing?! K I'll be right there." Wendy said and retreated the cold stare of Peter. Leaving him and peter alone.

"Henry can I talk to you for a moment..." Peter said grabbing Henry's hand and dragging away from the other lost boy's.

"What were you two talking about?" Peter asked in a resentful voice.

"Nothing just you know... things." Henry said, blushing still, and ever so wanting to get out of that conversation. Peter crossed his arms across his chest.

"You think that girl is your true love don't you?" he asked. Henry looked back at Peter.

"No! I was just curious! Besides Wendy's too much like a big sister!" Henry said. Peter eyed him down closely, he looked back into Henry's eyes seeing the same flame from before.

"Fine..." he huffed "Whatever..."

"Peter are you... jealous of Wendy?" Henry asked in a amused tone. Peter eyes went wide as he felt something ackward happen to his face.

"N-no!" he said. Henry looked in amusement as a little patch of pink flushed his cheeks.

"Are you blushing?" Henry asked. At this point Peter stormed away, leaving a very shocked Henry behind.

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