A/N: I FINALLY HAVE A COVER! . HAPPINESS! Big thanks to EmileighJohnston who designed it. For my Fanfiction readers she is a writer on and you should check out her stories (that goes for both fanfic and watty fans.). They're awesome! It seems that I can pick out a cast for my characters on wattpad but I feel like you should use your imagination...Mari does not have any actress that looks like her and neither do Flora, Dy, Jason, and Chestnut. I know that Takoda looks like Boo Boo Stewart and Pan looks like Ezra Miller (I guess? Maybe...Kinda...sure why not.). And as you can tell I'm not really positive on that... I've been thinking about the book, so I'm wondering just how much I'm going to write. This is chapter 10...I'm hoping to stop at 20 but things never go exactly to plan so we'll see. This chap is dedicated to Emileigh.

Dyiashia's P.O.V.

Peter stared at me for awhile with those shiny gray eyes and damp curls framing his face.

"What are you talking about?" He was trying to keep his voice detached but it wasn't working.

"Peter...It's been a long time and I just don't think you should be obsessing over it now." He furrowed his brow stormily at me and I could tell he was going to work himself up into a fit over this.

"Exactly," He tried to keep his voice calm but once again he was failing. "We are so close Dy! Why stop now? If I could just get in it my hands..." He trailed off, a dreamy look passing over his face. If there was one good thing that the Orb did for him and I was that it brought back those childish, dreamy looks to him. It took me back to when he was young...And happy. A child day-dreaming about buried treasure and adventures.

"But what are you going to do with it? What's the point of having it if you can't do anything with it?" I didn't understand. I thought that maybe he wanted to go back but over the years it became clear that was not his intentions. He never said anything about besides the fact that he wanted it bad, and I just assumed that it was an obsession. I didn't think it was dangerous so I indulged but now it is endangering something. His happiness. Whether or not he knew or acknowledged it that Orb was going to get in the way of chance with this girl.

Peter frowned at me. Then he sighed shaking a few droplets out of his hair. "I'm sending them all back." Now it was my turn to frown. Sending them all back? Did he mean his boys? Back to...where exactly was that place now? So many years have passed and I haven't even thought about it.

"What do you mean?" I flicked my tale softly, enjoying the feel of cutting through the water with it.

"Dy!" I leaned away from him a little bit. I was surprised that he was showing so much emotion...It must be that girl. I really must meet her soon. "Look at us." I looked around, in the darkness. What was wrong?

"Okay...I see?"

"Look at everything we've been through since we've been here. Look at me!" He tugged at the hem of his black shirt. " How old am I?" I stared blankly at him. I honestly didn't know. Wait. How old was I?!

"I'm in the body of a 20 year old. A teenager. But I've been alive much longer then that. And you. How long have you looked like that? As long as I can remember. Who wants to be doomed to this?"

"Maybe they do! How do you know what they want? And you only look at negative things. What person wouldn't want yo have a young body? Or be able to do the things you and I can do? You used to fly! I can control water. And we don't age! Who knows when we'll die. Probably never. They get adventure and a chance at life. Peter, how many of those boys were running away from a hard life?"

"They don't understand what they've gotten themselves into. And they are going to have learn to take care of themselves as they get older. When they go back they can learn things that they couldn't possibly here." He narrowed his eyes at me, pulling the brows down to give a menacing look to his face (which I'll admit did give me shivers down my spine.). He didn't get what he was doing! He was trying to dictate someone elses life (This is a very big no-no for me considering what my life was like before Neverland...It was one of the reasons that I had to leave that place.).

"Oh, yeah?" I drew myself up and could feel the water beginning to churn around me with my anger. "And what about that girl? Your telling me that you're just going to force her back into a place that you know she was trying to escape from?! Your telling me that even if she wanted to go your going to let her go easily? You want to let her go?" I knew I was striking some nerves but I'm so angry (His face had completely morphed when I mentioned her and I can tell that he hadn't even thought about what I said before this,). All of these years...Helping him track that stupid Orb and not even knowing what he wanted it for.

He was silent for a little bit. "I can't keep her here...Any of them. They'll just end up hurt...I can't put her through that. Not when I know..." By then I had begun to drown him out. So this is what it was all about...Wendy...I thought that he had gotten over it. At least to a certain extent but it's obvious (when I think about it) that he wasn't. He still blamed himself over what had happened. That was the whole point of finding the Orb. It wasn't that he wanted to be alone or that he was trying to decide peoples fate for them. He was afraid of repeating history. He was afraid of death.

Guilt welled up in my chest as I swam closer to him. I'm supposed to know these things...I'm supposed to know when he is hurting. How could I have blocked this out? I patted his shoulder.

"It isn't your fault. It was never your fault." Peter blinked blankly at me for a second. Was he going to deny it?

"You weren't even listening to what I was saying, were you?" I shook my head vigorously.

"Nope. But I meant what I said, Peter. Don't let this get in the way of your life. What happened then...happened. It was sad but neither of us could do anything about it." He opened his mouth to protest but I continued on a little louder. " What happened happened. Nothing can change it and for awhile we were both broken because of it." I looked him in the eyes. " I had to fix myself up a long time ago and I tried to fix you too but it was wrong of me. I just made things worse." A sweep of his lashes downward let me know that he acknowledged my attempt to 'fix' him.

"But now someone can fix you way better then I ever could!" He gave me a wary look, he already knew where I was going with this.

"Dy..." He warned me.

"Peter..." I spoke just as low as he had. "You know, I know it, and if you keep up what your doing, she'll know it too."

"This has nothing to do with her."

"Peter, I'm almost positive that you have already made it clear to her that you don't intend to leave her alone. Am I correct?" I was guessing but the slight blush on his cheeks actually backed it up.

"Whoa, really?! You move fast!"

"Shut up. I was upset and caught up in the moment. It won't happen again."

"So how are you going to explain to her that whatever it is that you did to her wasn't real? That you were 'caught up in the moment?'"

"I don't know." He said shortly and he started staring straight into the water.

"Even though your not off the hook with the Orb business, do you want to talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Her...Mari. Right?"

"No."

"Her name is not Mari?" What was her name then?

"It is Mari, but I don't want to talk about it."

"Well, I do, so talk." He glanced at me. I know if I had been anyone else that he wouldn't tolerate it. It's a good thing that I am who I am. "Okay, just answer three questions about this whole thing." He still was watching me warily. "Come on now! I won't make them bad or anything."

"Fine."

"What does she look like?" I was curious about what she looked like but I wanted to know how much attention he payed to her. Would he talk a lot as if he was interested?

"She has a heart shaped face, and is kinda short. I guess she has wide shoulders for a girl but compared to me she is still kind of small." Broad shoulders. I was taught that broad shoulders meant that you were built for,erm...a big chest. " Curly lashes, dark eyes, full lips. She smells like vanilla. Brown skin..." He had that dreamy look on his face again and I found myself grinning. He really liked her. I decided to mess with him because in my past experience, when he was like this, he would say anything that popped into his head (which was what he really thought.)

"Hips?"

"Hmm?"

"She has big hips? Since she was big shoulders?"

"Mhm...yea. High cheek bones, small ears...huge rack."

"Whoa! I didn't ask about that!" He turned toward me with glittering eyes then blinked a few times. For the second time today the slightest blush crept into his cheeks (NEW RECORD!). He had just told me what really popped into his mind when he thought about her.

"Okay, new question."

"No, you just asked two then." He set his jaw stubbornly.

"Aww, come on Peter! One more? Please?"

"Fine."

"Okay, this is a serious one. You ready?" He nodded stiffly at me. " What are you afraid of most about her?" That caught him completely off guard but I waited patiently for him to answer.

"She...She seems so fragile. Like the slightest thing could shatter her." Peter shook his head, trying to clear out his thoughts. " I know I'm exaggerating because she is very self-sufficient but...That's just the way I feel. Like I have to protect her. You know?" It's been awhile since he asked my advice...I'm so shocked that I don't know what to say. "And the thing is, with me thinking like, I should want all the help that I can get to keep her safe. But I can't stand the thought of her with another guy. Just being around a different guy makes me upset. And for no reason at all..."

Wow, he was really far gone... Happiness bubbled inside of me not just because he was finally moving on from Wendy, but because he was acting similar to the way he used to be. Not shy but easily embarrassed or confused about certain things. The fact that we were having a conversation that didn't revolve around the Orb lifted my spirits.

"Okay, well, I guess that's all for the night." I exclaimed cheerfully. "Anyway, you must bring her by soon to see me." He stood dusting off his pants.

"Maybe I will..."

"Goodnight, Peter." I called out as he retreated into the darkness of the trees.

"Goodnight, Dyiashia."

Mari's P.O.V.

After Pan had left, Flora had taken me back to her house (my house? Since I was technically considered her sister?). She started rummaging through a bag on the floor near where we had slept last night.

"We are going to have so much fun! Mari, we have got to make you some new clothes." We did?

"Oh...Kay?"

"What's wrong?" She looked up at me, hands still working furiously inside the bag.

"Nothing, I just don't know what I'm supposed to do now..." I kneeled down near her. "What are you looking for?"

"Stuff did give you. Do you like music?" Did I like music? I loved it. Before that incident with Jonathan that was another thing that I had liked about him. He had a cello that he played when he had free time (which wasn't often.). He was a wonderful player but sometimes I would think that he was sad because the songs that he played were forlorn and melancholy. It was beautiful but it was as if he was regretting something. If I could play an instrument I would definitely go for a cello, violin, and piano (His friends would sometimes hold concerts in his garden. It was fun but I always had to work extra hard on those days.).

"Yes, it's always nice to hear good music." She grinned at me and I realized that she was really pretty.

"Great, I love music too. So does Takoda. Maybe I could teach you something sometime. I found them!" Flora pulled her hands out of the bag triumphantly. In one hand there was a bar of black blue soap (I think...It was fragrant so that's what I'm assuming since it didn't look all that...edible.). And a little egg shaped thing. She held up the egg.

"This is a casing carved out of the best wood. It's very smooth. But anyway we put the stuff that's inside on our lips. You can have this one, it's an extra. We can decorate it later." She held up the soap. "Now this," She starts off seriously. "This is out best friend. Well, one of them. When we bathe, use it on your face. It'll make sure you look beautiful and smooth all the time. Even if you have scars then it will slowly begin to remove them after a few baths." Speaking of baths when was I going to get one?

"Hey, could we maybe take a bath soon?"

"Oh, yea! We should. I'll take you to my favorite spot when I really need to relax." I smiled happily and laughed a little. She reached out and pinched my cheek, smiling as well. "Aww! You're so adorable!" I was?

"Do I need clothes for that? To change into afterwards?"

"Hmm...I guess so. But we haven't made anything yet. Okay, so this is what we'll do. I'll bring more soap for washing clothes and we can wash your outfit out while we're there. You can let it dry while we bathe."

"Won't we get cold?" I questioned as we stood up.

"No," She smiled mischievously.

"No?"

"Just wait and see. You're gonna love it!" She gathered up the egg for lips (I have no idea what else to call it. She didn't tell me anything else about it.) and the facial soap, handing it to me. She rummaged around a bit in the bag, but abruptly stopped. "You know what? We can just take the whole thing!" Laughing we walked out, with Flora leading the way to...Where?

….

Flora is officially my best friend. For eternity. She took me to a hot spring. A hot spring! I washed out my dress and hung it out to dry on some branches. Slowly sinking into the spring, a happy sigh escaped my lips without permission.

Flora giggled. "I told you right? Whenever I get stressed, this is the place to go." She sunk a little deeper into the bubbling water and I followed her lead. Oh, this felt sooo good. I was going to come here a lot.

"So, has he said anything to you?" What was she talking about?

"Who said what?"

"Pan. What has he said about you."

"About me? Why does it have to be about me?"

"Because he wanted to be alone with you." Oh, so she wasn't talking about a relationship type thing.

"Um...nothing much. Just wanted to say good bye." I ease deeper into the bubbly water.

"Hmm. He kiss you yet?"

"What?!" I shot up from my relaxed position. Flora is reclining on the other side of the spring her face tilted up toward the sky.

"Has he kissed you yet?"

"Why does he need to kiss me?!" Where did that even come from?

"Because from my point of view it looks like he has feelings for you and you for him. Am I wrong?"

"No...!" I can feel my eyes widen at this. I hadn't even given any real thought to what I said. It had just slipped out. "What I mean is-"

"You like him." I stare at Flora for awhile. She was more observant then she made it seem.

"Maybe...Yes."

She giggled a little. "That's fine with me." She then straightened up a little and gave me a serious look. "But you let him know that if he ever thinks of hurting you I'll have his head for a foot stool. Better yet, I'll tell him myself. I want him to understand just how serious this is. I will not abide with someone breaking your heart."

Breaking...my heart? And where did such ferocity come from? I've never considered that he would do something to hurt me... Would he?

A/N: First off, I apologize for the long break. A lot of drama has been going on and even now I'm sick. I had half of this chapter written for about as long as the other chap has been up. Flora has really lived up to the big sister role hasn't she? The song is I Care 4 U by Aaliyah. I was hoping to save that for later chapters and it doesn't fit this one exactly but I'm in a rush at the moment plus I'm ill. So excuse me. I'll change it later.

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