Terence was alarmed to see just how large the cloud of smoke was and imagined the fire was destroying all of Neverland. He gripped Tink's hand tightly and bit his lip.

"How are we supposed to put out the fire when we find it?"

"Sil said she and the other Water Talents would fly out to meet us. We just have to call her," she replied, her eyes straight ahead. Suddenly they heard a scream rip through the air and they both froze in mid air. They had never heard anything like it and pitied the soul who had made that noise. Tink's eyes traveled the ground below them and she glanced at Terence.

"Let's get a little closer." Terence hesitated, then nodded and followed her down to the ground.

The pirates were all gathered around their Captain and a large contraption. Tink cocked her head as she studied the device, deciding it was in the shape of a mainland creature…a bull, she had heard it called. The pirates were laughing and lighting torches under the device and Terence turned to Tink, frowning.

"What on earth is happening here?" Tink was about to shrug when another scream pierced her ears and her eyes flew to the contraption.

"It can't be!" She flew as quick as she could, ignoring Terence's cry for her to come back, and staying out of the pirates' sight, she flew close to the bull and leaned in. She felt heat radiating from it and when she put her hand to the metal, she screamed and yanked back. She looked down with tears in her eyes at her reddened hand.

"When are you going to start listening to me," she heard Terence say in an exasperated voice. He gently took her hand and examined the burn. She winced at his touch but he softly kissed her palm and sprinkled a pinch of pixie dust into her hand. He gently closed her hand and continued to hold it in his own, until she opened her palm again and saw the burn had gone.

"Thank you," she sighed and he merely nodded. He looked up at the bull and studied it for a moment.

"What do you think it is?"

"I have no idea but I think—" another scream and she could hear pleading cries from inside the bull. Toward the head of the bul, it sounded like grunts and roars but she immediately recognized the desperate voice.

"Please! Please let me out! I can't breathe!" Tink's hands flew to her mouth in horror.

"Oh my god, no." She reached out to touch it again but Terence snatched her hand away.

"Tink no," he whispered.

Hook's shoulders shook with laughter.

"Of course you can't breathe you arrogant brat. It's the brazen bull. Ancient Greeks used it to torture their enemies. You'll roast like a marshmellow if you don't start talking."

"I don't know where the fairies live," came Peter's voice, choked with tears. "I swear I don't know!"

"Liar," Hook said calmly, "you're their protector now, after all. No doubt the blasted creatures have taken you to their home. WHERE is it?" There was silence and Hook's brow raised.

"Add more flame. He's obviously not warm enough in there." The pirates chuckled and stoked the fire, making the flames jump and rise under the bull. Peter screamed again and beat against the bull. Tink stared at it in horror.

'Terence we have to get him out of there! Now!"

"We will, Tink, we will. Don't touch it though. We need some help."

"There's no time! He's about to die!" Terence saw tears streaming down her cheeks and he sighed.

"Stay with him and keep him talking to you. I'll be back as soon as I can."

"But where—" but he was already gone, taking off into the air. Tink floated out of sight, sobbing as she listened to Peter's pitiful cries. Hook crossed his arms and heaved a great sigh.

"As soon as you tell me the location of the fairies, boy, I promise I will release you. Remain silent and you will burn."

"I don't KNOW where they are! Why don't you believe me?"

"Because I know you are a filthy little liar. And you will burn for it. Stoke the fire, men. Gather your torches. We search Neverland all night if we must." They stoked the fire a bit more before they gathered their lit torches and stomped off after their captain. As soon as they were gone, Tink flew out and looked up at the bull.

"Peter, I'm right here. Terence has gone for help."
"Tink?! Is that you?"

"It's me, Peter. I'm right here. You're going to be alright, I promise."

"Tink, you have to get me out of here. I can't last much longer." She gasped at how weak and frail his voice sounded and she leaned closer.

"Just hold on a little longer, Peter. We'll save you, I promise. Hold on."

"Tinkerbell," she heard him moving around and she tried to throw dirt onto the fire, "thank you. Thank you for being my best friend." Her eyes shot up toward the bull.

"Don't you do that, Peter! I won't let you say goodbye. You're the Prince of Neverland, remember? We have so many adventures to go on together!" There was silence and Tink's eyes widened in terror.

"Peter! Talk to me Peter! PETER!"
"…I'm sorry Tink," he said so softly that she had to lean in close, burning her cheek on the bull, "I don't think I can…" Tink kicked dirt onto the fire as quickly as she could but she knew she had to get him out of the contraption completely. She flew to the door and cried out when she burned her hands again. She didn't want to think about how burned Peter must be.

"Peter…tell me of some of your adventures," she said desperately as she took a deep breath and touched the door again. White-hot pain shot through her hands but she ignored it and did her best to turn the handle.

"I haven't had enough, Tink."

"You'll have so many more! And we'll always be together. We'll always be able to explore Neverland together. It's ours, after all. Our playground." Her raw hands ached as she fought with the handle but to no avail. The fire crackled but it had gone out for the most part.

"Peter?" There was no answer and her heart hammered against her chest. She pulled at the handle even harder and still it didn't budge.

"Tink!" She whirled around and saw Terence zooming toward her, the Lost Boys right behind him. Their eyes widened at the strange device in front of them and Nibs leaned in close.

"Don't worry Peter! We'll save you, we're going to get you out!" Peter didn't answer and Nibs looked at the boys in panic. Tink flew up to the bull where she had last heard his voice and her knuckles rapped against the brass.

"Peter, don't you dare give up! We're going to save you, you're going to be fine."

"Tink," came his weak voice and her wings fluttered quickly.

"Peter, I can't tell the boys what to do. They can't understand me. Tell them to grab some leaves for protection and open this door thingy at the bottom. There is a handle but I can't get it open."

"Boys. Tink says there is a door to this thing on the bottom. Grab some leaves for your hands though, so you don't burn yourselves." Slightly ran to the tree and yanked up some large leaves. Nibs, Cubby, and Slightly held the leaves to the handle and pulled as hard as they could. The door opened and Peter tumbled out onto the ground. His clothes were singed, the red feather on his hat had been destroyed, and he had shiny burns all over. Tink winced and flew to him as he lay in the dirt, lifeless.

"Tink," he said weakly as she landed on his shoulder. She put a hand to his cheek and squeezed back tears.

"Peter. Would you stop putting yourself in such danger? I don't think you realize how much you mean to me." He gave her a weak smile and tried to sit up. The twins stood behind him and sat him up, letting him lean on them for support. Terence flew over to him and removed his satchel from his shoulder. He reached in and took a handful of pixie dust, flying over Peter and sprinkling it over the boy's throbbing body. Tink floated above him and watched him sit up. His red skin became pale again and the shiny burns disappeared. Even his clothes were fixed and he jumped to his feet quickly. He glanced up at Terence, who hovered near his shoulder.

"Thank you Terence." Terence bowed his head and flew back to Tink.

"Let me see," he reached for her hands and she hesitantly held them out, biting her lip as Terence took one. Peter saw the burns all over her hand and his eyes widened.

"Tink. You didn't have to—"

"Yes I did. You'd have done the same for me."

"He did do it for you," Terence said gently as he sprinkled the dust on her hands once again and she sighed as they healed and the red disappeared. He glanced back at Peter and smiled. "He never told them where Pixie Hollow is. He protected us. All of us." Peter crossed his arms.

"It's a secret I'll take to my grave." Terence bowed his head again.

"You don't know what that means to us, Peter. And I'm sure Queen Clarion would want to thank you herself."

"First we need to find Hook. We have to stop him once and for all."

"Peter," Nibs said quietly, "how are we supposed to do that? He's captured you twice now. He almost killed you. Can't we just—"

"No. If we don't stop him, he'll find Pixie Hollow and destroy it. We can't let that happen. We need to stop him. For good."