A/N: Greetings once again, my fellow homosapiens. I seemed to have established a nice following on fanfiction so I'm pleased. I've been aware throughout most of my life who Captain Hook was and that his name was James. I'm also aware that Chestnut's real name is James. However it just clicked on this lovely Sunday that they are both named (you are free to ridicule me lol.) James. So now I'm sorely tempted to morph our beloved Chestnut into something...not so beloved? No, no he would still be beloved but he would be bad. Like I now have a whole other plot line in my head. So many ways this story could go! I'm going to attempt to leave him alone since this story does need just a simple sweet character but goodness! Chestnut is just asking for it. This story will be edited in due time please be patient and ignore my minor failures, thanks.

Pan's P.O.V

We have several rules here in The Burrow, but not many. The Boys understand that it's in their best interest that they listen to me because I've been here the longest. They understand that I have a goal and they know not to question my decisions about it or any other matters. They know that chaos is acceptable to a certain degree but that I require organized chaos. They also know that if I'm not with them it means I don't want to be and not to bother me unless it's something absolutely necessary. And I have basically branded into them that if they come to me at night, and I don't answer the door, then to back away from it and leave me alone. Or face the consequences.

So who the heck is banging on my door?!

I had been bathing, one of the rare moments when I relaxed. Dy had embedded in my mind that being in water was a time to relax and if I couldn't chill out anywhere else it was in that small undergroud spring. It was the reason that I had made sure of the location of my room myself instead of letting someone else pick it. No one knew I had a spring here and I planned to keep it that way. I think all the boys just assumed that I got the water the same way they did. All of the sudden this incessant banging was resounding dully in my room. The spring was in a different chamber, branching off from my room.

I ignored it at first. But then it didn't stop. They knocker would pause then go right back at it just as hard and loud as before. Jumping out of the spring, I dried off and put on my pants. Drying off my chest, I walked into my room and headed for the door. Whoever was stupid enough to do this was going to get it...

Flora's P.O.V.

Pan whipped open his door as if he was ready to charge out but hesitated when he saw Mari and I. His black hair was wet and water dripped carelessly everywhere. And the rest of him... Well, Mari is a lucky girl to have him chasing after her.

A small smile tugged at the corners of my mouth and I looked at her from the side of my eye. A faint flush was on her cheeks and she seemed confused. It was obvious she was trying her hardest not to look at him and she finally trained her eyes on the floor.

"You can leave." My eyes snapped up to his, checking to see if I was hearing him right. He was staring behind us, his eyes fixed on the two boys who had led us here. They mumbled a few apologies and scurried away as if afraid for their lives. I would be too if someone looked at me with such eyes, cold and unmerciful... Maybe Mari wasn't as lucky as I thought...

"Are you all tired?" He didn't seem to know who to address this to so he looked back and forth between us.

"We're looking for someone." Let's just test the water a bit. How would he react if Mari wasn't here for him? I glanced at her again and she was staring me down. She knew what I was up to and I found it hard to stop myself from giggling. What was she so worried about?

"What? Who?" Pan's voice was oddly cold to me. Distant. I watched him carefully.

"Well, I don't know his name since Mari's the one looking for him..." His eyes flicked toward her, widening at first then narrowing. Oh, so he didn't like that. "Yea, she just made a really random fuss about needing to see him and Ina didn't really want to let us go but-"

"Well, we're here now!" Mari finally interrupted, her voice sounded somewhat strained. It was probably the fact that Pan's eyes were now completely fixated on her, his face blank. Hope I didn't get her in trouble... "And we are tired so I think we should head down to the kitchen," She shifted the bag on her shoulder. "We can talk tomorrow, Ina had a message for you-"

"Did she now?" Pan finally aroused from his disturbing trance-like state. Without another word he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his room, closing the door firmly behind them.

"And I will just wander around like a lost soul..." I murmured quietly... So what to do in an underground hideout? Without any supervision... Another smile forms on my lips and this time I don't force it down.

Mari's P.O.V.

Don't be angry. Don't be angry. Please! Don't be angry! That's my silent prayer that keeps going through my head as soon as Peter opens the door. That and don't look at his chest. Don't let him him catch you looking at his chest. Don't even look there in the first place. But where else am I supposed to look?! I train my eyes on the floor which seems to be surprisingly smooth to me and clamp my mouth. If I open who knows what I might say?

Which apparently wasn't the smartest thing to do. Flora was smart and she knew how to read people and from the talks we've had she understood boys a whole lot better then I did. So she starts talking about how we're here to see Chestnut but she's making it sound like there's something a little bit more to it. And even though I still can't bring myself to look up I can feel Pan just burning a whole through my forehead. Oh, God.

Flora starts insinuating that I'm here specifically and only for Chestnut and that I would stop at nothing. This needs to stop now before he flips out.

"Well, we're here now! And we are tired so I think we should head down to the kitchen," What is with that look he is giving me?! I shift the weight of the bag on my shoulder. Stop looking at me! "We can talk tomorrow... Ina had a message for you-"

"Did she now?" I jump a little at Pan's voice which is hard and emotionless. No! I take a split second to congratulate myself that I could recognize his moods by just a slight change in his voice. And then I commence to having a mini-mental breakdown when he grabs my wrist and yanks me into his room. And closes his door a little to hard... I'm going to get Flora for this.

Pan's P.O.V.

I don't even think about it. Just grab Mari's wrist and pull her in as fast as I can. For the first few moments when that girl was talking, (I think her name was Winona?) I didn't really understand what she was talking about. Mari...was here. But not for me, but for some stupid boy? No, that wasn't true because there was no one else. There was no one else she could possible think about like that. Like how I thought she thought about me.

I find myself staring at her, with her bowed head. Why would she...? Why isn't she talking? Why isn't she saying 'No, Pan! Of course I don't like anyone else! Why are you being so silly? You heard wrong.'

"Is it Jason?" I can hear my voice but it doesn't even feel like it's coming out of me.

"Nope" How can she say that so easily. Who then?! How many other boys?!

I don't know where this jealousy is coming from. I admit that yes I was upset about Winona's brother but now... the thought of any other guy just makes my blood boil.

Yes, I had tried to think about the Orb all that time when she was gone and for most of the day, I did just that. But when I came home and got into my bed I couldn't sleep. I only thought about her. I had etched every curl, dimple, and smile of hers into my mind and they wouldn't go away no matter what I did. Did this mean she didn't think of me as much? That I was simply overreacting to the kiss? To what I thought had been a declaration of us. I must've and I wouldn't make that mistake again.

Taking a deep breath, I level my eyes with her face. My fingertips twitched to pull her face up to mine so that I could see her brown eyes.

"Well, what's the message?" Mari's head shot up in surprise her eyes widened slightly.

"Oh, um..." Her eyelashes flutter as she once again looks down. "Oh! Okay, I remember now. She just said that you and her would have a meeting soon."

"How soon?" I can feel irritation welling in me. She didn't have a right to act cute. She shouldn't especially when I'm supposed to be mad at her. Wasn't she going to say something about her main reason for coming.

"Um...I don't know."

"Well you should." I snapped that at her without thinking and her eyes immediately flicked up to mine. Curiosity and caution shone in them. And something else...

"Well, I don't," Mari shortly stated. Oh, so that's it. Anger.

"If she's going to have you be her messenger then you should at least know what you're doing." She wasn't getting off for this.

"Look, I'm not here to fight with you. I'm here to see my friend and if you're going to be a jerk-"

"What?" A jerk? Is that what she called me?!

"A JERK! You're acting like you're 5 years old. God, grow up!"

"What?!" Grow up? Who did she think she was talking to?

"GROW UP! ARE YOU DEAF OR SOMETHING?!" Mari sneers.

"I am not acting like I'm five years old." I say this through clenched teeth. How is it that she can make my heart stop with one look but then infuriate me with another? I've never been upset with her before and I don't want to be. It feels horrible.

"Yes, you are," She says about as calmly as I did (which is not at all). "So. Grow. Up."

"Says the girl who needs to be watched 24-7 or else she ends up in danger. Everyone has to take care of you because if we didn't you'd run around and get yourself killed." She stares point blank at me. No caution, but there is something else there. Hurt.

"Whatever, Peter," She turns around shifting the bag on her shoulder. "No one cares..." Mari murmured softly as she opened up my door, stepped out, and softly closed it behind her...

I care.

Mari's P.O.V.

No one. No one cares, no one knows. You know what? I don't care! All I want to do is say hi and bye to Chestnut and get out. Why was he being so difficult. The Peter -I mean Pan- that I know is calm and collected. Not bitter and irritated. I walk as fast as I can down the hallway, navigating down to the kitchen. I'm slightly amazed that I remember the way but more important: Where is Flora?

We had left her outside of Peter's door but she was nowhere to be seen when I had left. Well I need to put this bag down anyway before I go looking for her. I wandered down the hallways that seemed to be eerily quiet to me. Weren't there supposed to be a lot of boys here? Where were they? I can vaguely remember Chestnut saying something about a separate part of The Hideaway where a lot of the boys hung out. But where was that?

I finally reached the familiar door to the kitchen and open it up without even knocking. And who is there? Two boys and an overly giddy Flora.

…...

Turns out the two boys were named Luis and Wind and they had been given the task of cooking this week since I was gone. Both have similar features (they looked to be about 12 or 13), with dark brown hair, dimples and chubby cheeks. However Luis is Spanish and Wind is Asian. Both adorable! Flora didn't know what to do with herself and was basically just gushing and pinching their cheeks which was what I had walked in on. I might've partaken in a little bit of the pinching but I really did need to take my mind off of Peter (I mean Pan!).

After that we sent the boys away with a mission. After giving them a description of Chestnut 's looks and attitude we sent them away with a message for him. Come to the kitchen in the morning. As soon as they were gone Flora started questioning me.

"Did he kiss you?"

"Um, no." I started off awkwardly, and I started shuffling around in my bag, trying to get my blanket out.

"Well, what did he say?" She stuck her hand and pulled out my brown blanket. How did she know where it was?

"Nothing much..." I laid it out and got out a pillow.

"What did he say?"

"Hey, where's your blanket?" I made a bad attempt at changing the subject and Flora's face darkened. Oh no she looks just like Ina.

"What did he say?! Do I need to get him?! Mari, I swear to you, if he did ANYTHING-"

"Flora! No, he didn't. It's all good." I forced a smile but she didn't look convinced. "Flora, I'm serious. I'm just tired and I need to sleep if I'm going to meet Chestnut tomorrow." She finally relented and got ready for bed, promptly falling to sleep. It always amazed me how easily she went to sleep and how Takoda seemed to wake up at the slightest breeze.

I tossed and turned for awhile, remembering Pan's bitter words at me. What did I do wrong?

….

I dreamt of Jonathan. It wasn't the type of dream that I had often. It was more of a memory. He was in his garden observing some birds and I was bringing out tea for him. This was a normal occurrence when the weather was nice. One big difference was that I was wearing those watery dresses again. But his time it was a pretty silver, though it still floated around me as if I was in water. I set the tea tray down and look up at the pretty blue sky. Except it isn't blue anymore. It's an angry steel gray and then I hear Pan's agitated voice. Yea...this is type of nightmare I would have. All I can hear is him complaining about me. Am I really a burden? Then an earthquake, shaking me quickly.

"Hey, get up!"... What?!

Peeking out from my lashes I wake up. Chestnut colored eyes stare widely at me. Without thinking I launch myself at them.

Chestnut's P.O.W.

Mari didn't even say anything, but as soon as she woke up she gave me a hug. I think my heart stopped right then and there. She...she's alive! She's okay and smiling and pretty and...! It's just Mari! She's back to stay! I hug her as tight as I can squeezing my eyes shut.

"Uh...Chessy...You're hurting me." She wheezes and I squeeze harder. "Chessy!" Mari pulls away from me with a slight gasp.

"Where did you go?! Where have you been all this time?!" I hold her by the shoulders and stare at her.

"Uh...that's to explain..."

"Explain it now!" I squeeze her shoulders again.

"Ow! Chessy stop it! Okay, long story short I've been adopted by the Chief of the Indian Village and the girl who came with me is Flora my sister...By the way, where is she?" Mari glanced around curiously.

"Adopted?" Did that mean she wasn't coming back?

"Yea, I have a mother, brother, and a sister. Where is Flora?"

"So...you're not back to stay?"

"Chestnut! Where is Flora?" Why was she avoiding my question?

"She said she needed to talk to Pan about something. So you're not here to stay?"

"Oh no..." Mari moaned and slumped out of my grasp. She wants to stay?!

"You can always not go back..."

"What are you talking about Chessy? I'm going back I just needed to come and tell what happened."

"But..." She just looked really upset. "You just said?"

"Oh that. Flora...isn't afraid of voicing her opinions...I don't think she likes Pan." So?

"And why do you care?" She blinked those brown eyes of hers at me and a slight blush filled her cheeks. I've never seen her blush before and it just makes her that much prettier. But why would she blush... Oh no.

"No..."

"No what?!" Mari sits up and panics a little. "It's not what you think!" Why him?

"I can tell by the way you're acting that it's exactly what I think! Why?! Him of all people?" What about me?! What was wrong with me...

"Ugh!" She grabbed her head. "Don't ask me why! How am I supposed to know?"

"HOW ARE YOU NOT SUPPOSED TO KNOW?!"

"I'M JUST AS CONFUSED AS YOU ARE!"

"BUT THIS IS YOUR LIFE! YOUR FEELINGS!" And just like that it's like old times. Me and her bickering about something insignificant. Except it isn't. This is about her...and how she likes someone else...

"Um, excuse me?" Both Mari and I turn toward the voice and there stands Mari's sister, Flora.

"Hi." I don't know what else to say, and I'm hoping that she didn't hear everything that went on.

"Hi...so you guys said your hellos and stuff?"

"Yea..." Mari murmurs cautiously.

"Well, not to be mean and rush you but it's time to say your goodbyes."

"What?!" The words fly out of my mouth before I know it.

"Why? What's going on?" Mari stands up.

"Pan is going to see an informant and it's best if we go with him. So we're leaving now."

"Oh..." Mari mutters this quietly and begins stuffing her blanket and pillow back into a pouch. Heaving it onto her shoulder she walks back over to me. I stare up at her and realize that I'm still sitting. She bends down and gives me a big hug and for the second time in minutes I think my heart stopped. "Chestnut, I promise," She pulls away looking at me with a small smile. " I'll come and visit you again. Sorry this visit was cut short." And then she completely lets go.

Flora grabs her bag and puts it on her shoulder and offers me a smile. "Bye! See you next time."

"Yea...bye."

"Goodbye, Chessy."

"Goodbye, Mari." And with that she walked out the door...and away from me. Somehow those goodbyes seemed permanent... What was I supposed to do now?

A/N: WOOT! ITS 2:53 AM ON DECEMBER THE 22ND AND I HAVE FINALLY FINISHED THIS CHAPTER! I ALSO WANT TO SAY THAT I FEEL EXTREMELY ACCOMPLISED THANKS TO MY FRIEND OMAR! YOU KNOW HIM AS BLOOD! He helped me get this whole plotline figured out and I finally know what I want to do with it. Just so you know there will be violence in the next chapter and this story finally gets a villain. And who is a classic Peter Pan villain?! CAPTAIN HOOK! Just so you Luis and Duy are actually based on two of Flora's, Blood's and I's (idk how to phrase that and I am slightly delirious.) younger friends. That was a cameo. Also, no more OC'S. Girl-With-Wings-And-Anaklusmos submitted the last OC and she will debut during the last chapters. Just so you know the main characters are Mari, Pan, Flora, Blood, and Dy. And I'm thinking of making this a trilogy! Song for this chapter is Bad Boy by Cascade (I almost forgot to put this in.) This isn't my best chapter but it's done! oks well it's time for me to go to bed soooo...

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