I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas! This one isn't as long as I had hoped it would be but I'm still busy with work and the move :-( So thank you SO much for all the wonderful reviews! (April, I'm afraid I don't know what you mean by that. lol)

Enjoy! Happy New Year!

"Tinkerbell!" Peter cried out in anguish. His feet hit the floor and he dropped to his hands and knees. He could see a dim light underneath the pirate and he started pulling at Hook, not caring if he was conscious or not. He just had to save Tink.

Hook rolled over and grabbed at the fairy underneath him. Her light was fading and she rolled limply in his palm. He glanced at Peter, who made a grab for her but he held her out of reach.

"So this is your little lifesaver, is it? Is this the reason you're changing, Pan? Do you actually feel something for someone other than yourself now?" He picked her up by the wings and her head lolled lifelessly. Peter bit his lip, his eyes filled with worry. Terence strained to see what was happening.

"Will you weep for a fallen fairy, Pan? Just as you should have wept for my lost hand?"

"I would never weep for you," Peter snarled. "You're a monster and you don't deserve any kindness. Let her go and I'll leave you to mourn your hand in peace." Hook smiled cruelly and held her in his tight fist.

"This is even grander than what I had imagined. A fairy that could lead me to the treasure AND means a great deal to Peter Pan. How quaint."

"Peter! Take this and sprinkle it on Tink's wings!" Peter glanced down and Terence was holding his satchel into the air. Peter reached out, prepared to grab it, but Hook was quick and he slammed Tink down on the desk, her wings flattened against the wood. She was starting to come to and struggled against the giant hand that held her. Hook brought his weapon down over the tiny fairy, positioning the point of the hook over her throat. She gasped as she saw her trembling reflection in the steel. Hook glanced back at Peter and Terence, who were both watching with wide eyes.

"Clearly she means something to the both of you. So I'll make you a deal. Since you can understand them, Pan, you translate and tell me where the treasure is. You don't even have to show me the way, I'll find it meself. And I shall let all three of you leave, unharmed." Peter looked down to Terence, biting his lip. Terence's eyes filled with tears as he watched Tink writhe in Hook's grasp. He couldn't, he just couldn't…but he couldn't watch Tink die either. Peter was waiting for Terence and Hook pressed against Tink even more, making her groan and gasp for breath. Peter noticed and stamped his foot.

"Leave her alone, Hook! You can see we're all powerless! Terence, come on, where is it?" Terence looked up at Peter's pale face and shook his head.

"I can't, Peter." Peter's eyes widened.

"What do you mean, you can't?! She'll die!"

"P-Peter…we can't…tell them," Tink gasped. Peter looked quickly at her and saw that her light was fading quickly. He looked back at Terence and his eyes narrowed.

"If you love her so much, you'll save her! Never mind your fairy secrets!" Hook looked from Peter to Terence and raised his brow.

"It seems like the fairy is willing to sacrifice not only himself but his woman as well?"

"Well I'm not," Peter growled. "I'll find that treasure for you! You have to promise not to hurt her while I'm gone." Hook picked her up and flung her into another lantern that was propped on his writing desk.

"You have until midnight."

"That's not enough time! You have to give me—" he stopped and his eyes widened in horror as Hook picked up a burning candle and moved it closer to the lantern.

"If you are not back by midnight, I shall hold this candle to her wings until they melt away. The fate I had planned for the first fairy shall be hers now. The fires will consume her and I guarantee you, Pan, burning is not a quick or painless way to die." Peter stared at his hated enemy with fear and loathing in his eyes.

"Come on, Terence." He bent down and gently picked up the sparrowman, holding him in his palm. He cast one last look at Tink, whose hands were pressed against the glass as she stared at the boys with sadness and defeat.

"Don't worry, Tink. We WILL save you." And with that, he flew out of the cabin and over the deck, where the Lost Boys and Jake's crew were fighting the pirates.

"Fall back, men! Fall back to shore." Jake, Izzy, and Cubby quickly jumped over to their own ship and the Lost Boys followed suit. The pirates yelled angrily as their fight was cut short and Peter soared alongside Bucky as they made their way back to the shore.

"So what happened, Peter? Did you save him?"

"Yeah," Peter said gingerly, depositing Terence on the ground. Terence grimaced as he glanced back at his wings and sighed. He looked back up at Peter and saw the boy glaring at him.

"Don't look at me like that, Peter. You think I like this situation we're in?"

"Like it or not, you're in it! And Tink will die if you don't tell him where the treasure is! Is it really that important to you?"

"You wouldn't understand. You don't understand how important our secrecy is. It's what has kept us alive for centuries."

"So you'll sacrifice that beautiful little fairy for your secrecy? She told me you two are in love. Doesn't seem like it to me." Terence's face went red and he wished he could fly so he could poke Peter in the eye.

"Don't you dare talk about things you know nothing about! I love Tinkerbell with all my heart. She's my best friend and my soul mate—"

"Then HOW can you not save her? What is this great treasure of yours anyway? Why is it so important that you would sacrifice someone you love?"

"Because if the pirates find it, it would be the end of all fairies. We can't survive without pixie dust and they will cut down the Pixie Dust Tree." Peter froze and stared at Terence, his brow furrowed.

"The Pixie Dust Tree? THAT'S the great treasure Hook is after?" Terence let his satchel drop to the ground and nodded heavily. The Lost Boys and the pirate crew watched Peter's one-sided conversation with wide eyes. Terence continued to jingle from the ground.

"For many years, if a human has gotten a hold of a bit of pixie dust, they have noticed the extraordinary powers it gives them. You yourself have experienced its power. You're beginning to change." Peter once again touched his ears and he swallowed.

"So I'm going to change even more than this? What else will happen to me?"

"I don't know. I don't know the effects it has. You need pixie dust to fly and obviously Tink gave you a great deal of it. Even fairies can't fly without the dust. We're grounded without it. That's why it's so impotant to harvest it. I'm a Dust Fairy, Peter. My entire existence is about keeping the dust safe and protecting the fairies. Without the dust, we can't welcome new fairies to Pixie Hollow. We can't reveal their talents. We can't have any new fairies and eventually, we would die off. And without fairies, the world will suffer."

"How? No offense but I have never even seen one of you until I met Tink. How would the world suffer?"

"Fairies change the seasons. Fairies find lost things, we repair broken human stuff, we affect the weather, we keep children believing in magic. There is a great deal that we do, all in secrecy. Don't you understand? If fairies are wiped out, there will be no more magic in this world. And Neverland thrives on magic. Without the dreams and beliefs of children, Neverland will cease to exist. As would everything on this island." Peter's eyes widened as Terence's words hit him like a ton of bricks.

"You mean…everything we know will die?!"

"That's what I'm saying. It's strange that one tree has that massive effect on the world but it does. If the pirates find it, they would be killing Neverland. If Hook knew that, I don't think he would go after it but he would never believe us. Until it's too late." Terence's eyes welled up. "Tinkerbell is my life and I would trade places with her in a heart beat. I intended to die for my secrets. I didn't intend for her to save me. I didn't want her to try. I don't know how we are going to save her without betraying Pixie Hollow, Peter. I have no idea what to do. And Hook spent hours describing how he would kill me. He's going to do that to Tink and I—" his voice cracked and he broke down, falling to his knees and hiding his face in his shaking hands. Peter watched him uncomfortably. He glanced at the Lost Boys, at Jake and his crew, and finally, back at Terence. He heaved a great sigh and sank to his knees beside the sparrowman.

"Terence, I get it. I get how important the Pixie Dust Tree is. But we can't let Tink die. We just can't. She's changed my life…like I know she's changed yours. Please. There has to be a way."

"If I can get to Queen Clarion and ask her what to do, we might stand a chance. But I can't fly. I don't know if I'll ever fly again." Terence glanced back at his wings miserably and sighed. "What's a sparrowman who can't fly?"

"A very brave lad," Peter said in a serious tone. Terence glanced up at him and he met Peter's eyes. The two had a mutual understanding in that one look and they knew to save the one they loved, they would have to work together.

"I can still fly. You tell me exactly how to get to Pixie Hollow and I'll get you there." Terence gulped.

"If I bring a human to the Hollow, I'm finished. That's utter betrayal."

"Listen, we don't have time for this. Surely your Queen will understand if we are trying to save one of her fairies?" Terence's wings fluttered helplessly and he hung his head.

"We've got to try." Peter held out his hand for Terence to walk into.

"Show me the way."