Strangers Help

Ch. 7

Melody began to stir. As she did the feeling started to come back and she felt a soft furry blanket of some sort beneath her. The blackness finally started to fade as her eyes fluttered open. Her vision was still a little blurry, but after she blinked a few times she discovered that she was back in the hideout, under the covers of the large bed.

She tried to sit up, but even as she did her head felt incredibly dizzy and she felt as though she was going to be sick. She placed a hand on her head she felt something that felt like large bandages wrapped tightly but gently around her head. She just leaned up a little, supported by her forearms, and looked around to see if she was alone in the room. Then she saw, just next to her and sitting on a stump was Peter, playing his flute and his back turned to her.

"Peter?" Melody groaned.

Peter suddenly stopped playing and turned around to face her.

"Melody! You're awake!"

Peter dropped his flute shot right towards her and gave her a huge hug that nearly knocked the wind out of her.

"Oof-Peter I can't breath!"

Peter backed up but kept a firm grip on her shoulders. He looked to be half happy, half annoyed.

"What were you thinking!" he said slightly shaking her. "Melody, I told you to be careful! They could've killed you!"

Even though he was only shaking her a little bit, though under normal circumstances she wouldn't of cared, Melodys head immediately started hurting again.

"Peter stop shaking me." she said annoyed, clutching her head. "I already have a headache."

He let go of her, but stayed close to her. She was wondering why he was acting like this. And why did the look on his face make him look as thought he was angry, relieved and, if it was possible, a little afraid?

"Sorry." he said shiftily. "But honestly Mel, you should've been more careful. You could've been killed!"

"I'm sorry." Melody said honestly.

She didn't know what else to say, so she resulted into facing the ground, a shameful look on her face. At once Peters mood softened as he smiled slightly down at her. Then he put a finger under her chin and pulled her face up.

"I'm sorry." he said softly. "I should've yelled."

"It's ok." Melody said as she sat up a little more. "So, what happened after I got hit?"

"I was able to distract Hook so I could go get you." said Peter. "We took you to the Indian Camp. Tiger Lily and the others helped fix you up."

"Anything bad?"

"Not really. You had a pretty nasty bruise on your head and it had a bad cut. That's what the bandages are for."

Melody nodded understandingly as she put a hand to her head.

"How long was I out?"

"Two days." said Peter. "That cannonball must've hit you pretty hard."

"Two days?"

"Yeah. I was really-…I mean, the Lost Boys were really starting to worry about you."

Melody blinked at him for a moment. Then she smirked as she folded her arms.

"Uh huh." she teased. "The Lost Boys. Right."

Peter smiled sheepishly, rubbing his neck.

"Well,…I guess I was worried too…or something…"

Melody rolled her eyes. "You are such a child." she giggled.

Peter smirked. "Of course I am. I'm Peter Pan! What would I be if I wasn't a child?"

"Some dumb kid in green tights?"

Peter laughed and Melody giggled again. She was happy to see he wasn't still angry or worrying over her. Not that she minded.

"Look, promise me you'll be more careful next time?"

Melody nodded. "I promise."

After 2 more days of rest, Melody was able to take of her bandages and get out of bed without getting painful headaches. After she had them taken off she had asked to go down to the beach, and Peter agreed. Him, Melody and Tinker Bell were all now sitting in the water, Peter sitting in the air, Tink sitting on his shoulder, Melody in the water and against a rock. None of them said anything for a long time.

"So how do you think we're going to find out about the necklace?" Melody asked suddenly.

Peter looked at her. He had not given a single thought about the necklace since their arrival. He thought he might as well tell her truth.

"Well,…" he started. "I thought maybe, you know…the mermaids-"

"You thought the mermaids would know something about it didn't you?" Melody said smartly.

"Something like that." Peter admitted. "I thought since it had something to do with mermaids then maybe might know something. But I don't think they can help."

"Then who can?"

"I know someone who could help you."

Peter, Tinker Bell and Melody all gasped, Tink letting out a sharp ringing noise, and turned around. There in the middle of the river was a small gray shark with a large black fin, yellowed eyes and black stripes on his back. They stared at him, wondering who he was and where he had come from. It was Melody who broke the silence.

"Who are you?"

"Oh right, were are my manners?" the shark bowed to them. "My name is Undertow, and you are?"

"I'm Peter and this is Melody." Peter gestured to them. "What was that you said?"

"I said I know someone who can help. I over heard your conversation and it just so happens, I know who can help you."

"Who?!" Melody gasped, rushing forward towards Undertow.

"My good friend Morgana. She's a magical sea witch who knows everything."

"And she can tell us what this locket means, why it has my name on it?" Melody asked hopefully.

"Sure kid." Undertow chuckled. "If she can't help ya, no one can."

Melody looked at him for a moment. Then she looked up at Peter.

"What do you think?"

Peter shrugged. "Never heard of her. But I guess it's worth a shot, don't you think?"

Melody nodded. "Take us to her."

Undertow grinned. "Follow me."

They all began to float out more towards the sea. Quite suddenly Peter halted.

"Wait a minute Tink." Peter turned to her. "You need to stay."

*But-* Tink started, but Peter shook his head.

"No Tink. You need to stay here and keep watch on the Lost Boys while we're gone."

*You can't-*

"Oh yes I can." Peter said forcefully. "Tinker Bell, you stay here, understand?"

Tinker Bell looked very angry, but accepted defeat with a sigh and a slight nod.

*Fine. But be careful Peter, and you too Melody.*

"Of course Tink." said Melody.

"Don't worry Tink, we'll be back before you know it."

Yes, I know this one was short, but the next one will be longer I promise. I'm still trying to finish this and do take care of school, and it's killing me! Do you think this one was good? I hope so. I promise I'll get the next ones up soon. Please leave comments.