Chapter 21 - Traitor

"Pan," Wendy says. "Let her go. She's my daughter."

Pan chuckles, holding me close to him. "Actually, she's mine. We had quite the intimate moment the other day."

I shut my eyes, feeling guilt wash all over me. "Pan, knock it off."

"No, darling, don't deny our love," he whispers.

"Rebecca?" Wendy stares at me. "He kissed you?"

"Becky kissed me back," Pan says, grinning. "And I carried her to our treehouse. She didn't even fight it. Didn't resist. Wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me so passionately..."

"Stop!" I scream at him. I manage to get out of his grasp. "Knock it off! I bet that kiss was a trick! To get me to trust you!"

Pan frowns. "No, darling. I love you, Becky. The kiss was a good move, but I never planned it."

"You're lying," I hiss. My now brown curls bounce on my shoulders. Weird.

"Rebecca," Wendy says. "He's not lying. He loves you."

"How do you know?"

"I was stuck with him for over a century, dear," Wendy tells me. "I know him like I know myself. He isn't lying. That kiss was genuine."

My mouth feels dry. He really does love me. "I'm so glad you're back, Wendy. I've missed you." Pan grins at my mother.

"Let her go," Wendy says.

"Oh, come on, she's not that special," Nate says.

"Actually, if you hadn't heard the past ten minutes, I'm Wendy's daughter. I'm pretty damn special." I give my brother a look. Well, he's not really my brother. He never was.

"Yes, you are, my darling," Pan says, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Nate, you shouldn't have come here," I say. "Now you'll never be able to leave." He's only eleven! He shouldn't have to deal with this! None of this has to do with him.

"Are you kidding, Becky?" Nate smiles. "I've known all about you the whole time. I knew you were Wendy's daughter. The way you always talked about Pan like he was a freaking god made me even more sure you're Rebecca Darling."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm on Pan's side. He said that as long as I kept my mouth shut, when you finally are here and know who you are, he would make me a Lost Boy." He grins.

I stare I'm shock. "Nate? You lied? Just so you could be a Lost Boy?"

"That's why I've always told you to take me with you to Neverland. Why I asked to go with Wendy to find you."

Wendy stared at him. "Nathan!"

I can almost imagine Pan's smile. "And a job well done, Nathan. Welcome to Neverland, Lost Boy."