AN: Two updates in one night, whaaaattt? And any Wendy fans out there, I'm sorry I didn't intend for Nibs to be this hateful, it just kind of happened? I personally didn't like Wendy, never have liked her in most incarnations but Nibs has a mind of their own.

For following, thanks to Musibelle and Sing97. Oh and thanks to Amelia-bella1 for reviewing again! You are truly awesome my friend. Happy reading!

~Luna

Chapter 11: Goodbye Forever

It had only been three days since since the battle with the pirates and I had reached the limits of my patience with both Peter and Wendy. The night of battle when we got back, I had to sleep in Felix's treehouse because when I approached my own, I was kicked out by Peter saying that Wendy needed somewhere comfortable for once. I had hoped Peter planned to kill her in her sleep. I found her awake, happy, and a little scatter brained the next morning. That girl had spread discontent in the camp like rats with a plague.

On the third morning, she was yelling about something again. I assumed it was about the mermaids trying to drown her. I made a mental note to personally thank the mermaids and give them some pointers on how to succeed next time they felt a little murderous. However I heard my name and decided to eavesdrop.

"Peter Pan!" She shouted in her shrill child's voice. "I have just about had it with you! You ought to show yourself."

"Yes, I ought to. Doesn't mean I want to," Peter had retorted, staying high up in a tree.

"What kind of treatment is that to a lady? Kidnapping me and then not allowing me to leave this cursed island?!" She had asked.

I watched the two of them return insults, each more harsh than the last. They must have had a fight and Wendy must have been trying to garner support from the younger Lost Boys, who were most certainly more compassionate than any of us older members. Oh well. Back to breakfast.

I tried to ignore them. Really I did. But it's a little hard to ignore the pair when one of them had changed the day to night and was creating a full-blown snowstorm. Jungles, snow, and children without thick boots do not mix at all. So instead of being logical and waiting for them to calm down, I decided to try my luck by reasoning with Peter.

"A little daylight would be nice?" I asked, drawing his attention from the Wendy-bird.

"I'm busy," he replied.

"Daylight or no breakfast."

"We don't need to eat."

"You also don't need to keep breathing, however it would be nice."

"Are you threatening me, Nibs?"

"Depends on how you take it. Now my original demand still-"

"STOP IT!" Wendy shouted in anguish. "You never listen! Only when she-"

"They," I corrected with a frown.

Wendy glared at me before continuing, "Whatever. You only listen when they say something, even if it's something as mediocre as daylight! Oh I want to go home!"

"Then go!" Peter shouted, bringing a new gust of icy wind.

"I've already talked to the boys about it," Wendy crossed her arms. "Slightly, Cubby, Tootles, and the Twins all want to come with me. But we can't leave until you say we can."

"I'll personally escort you," he said through gritted teeth, storming off to probably go slap the boys upside the head.

She looked at me. "I don't suppose he actually ever listens to you. You're just another silly little girl like me."

"Person, and I think he does. After all, I got it to stop snowing," I smirked, pointing a finger at the now cloudless, sunny blue sky.

• • •

Felix and Rufio had decided to stay back at camp on Neverland, protecting the place and scouting for new clearings we could possibly use. After hurried goodbyes, Peter, Wendy, the ex-Lost Boys and I were all in the air.

Flying back to London, everyone seemed too happy. Slightly talked of becoming a doctor or a lawyer and I couldn't help but label him as a traitor. They all were. Cubby, the twins, Tootles. Every last one of them was leaving us for her. The Darling girl who had never had a single hard day in her life. Even the days she spent on Neverland were as easy as can be, with the boys protecting her.

I snorted to myself. I hadn't really thought of myself as a boy since Wendy had come. Of course I kept the title Lost Boy, it'd be blasphemous not to. But little Wendy had come with her imposed bedtime and motherly attitude, I felt the need to show Peter that girls could be just the same as boys. Just as good.

Eventually we arrived at the townhouse, the boys going in through the front door and Wendy through the nursery window. All that remained were Peter and I, and we were both watching curiously from the edges of the window. Mrs Darling and her three brothers were overjoyed to have their little beastie back and they could keep her forever as far as I was concerned. Although there was a brother in the back that looked suspiciously like Baelfire. Had Baelfire made it to the land without magic? I caught sight of him as he embraced Wendy. They came over to the window and I heard Wendy recall her "tragic" stay on Neverland and how no one can leave. "Except for Peter and Nibs of course, they helped us escape." I heard her say and I looked for something else to keep me busy. She was a disgusting liar.

I watched Peter's face as he gazed into the Darling's nursery. It was impassive. I have no idea what scared me more: the fact that he seemed to not care or if he did, that he was doing such a good job of hiding it. I longed to reach out, to hold him. That hadn't happened since long before Wendy had come to the island. But for some reason, she had made everything worse. I had to live up to everything Wendy had done, simply because he saw us as the same.

"Peter..." I managed to say, unable to teach out to him.

He didn't even spare me a glance. "Are you going to leave me as well?"

He knew I wouldn't. Being separated from him would hurt me too much. I feared if I left, that even though I would be in pain, he would fully give into the shadow's demands. That he'd forget me, just like he would forget Wendy in time.

I sighed. "You know I never could."

He looked back at me. While his face hid the hurt, there was no deception in his green eyes. They looked like the joy had been sucked out of the world and everything was just terrible anyhow. But the color was light green, just like before Neverland, and at least that was some comfort. It pained me to see him like that, even that was breaking every one of Peter's codes. Lost Boys don't feel pain. We inflict pain.

When Wendy and Bae came to the window, the pain was even worse. "Won't you come with us Peter? We would adopt you as well." She offered, giddy with herself even though she had just spun a web of lies.

"You would send me to school? And then to an office?" He asked incredulously, and I began to see some of my best friend come back. Before the shadow had taken hold.

"I suppose so." Wendy looked dejected as she said this, before instantly brightening at catching sight of me. I really "Nibs! Oh do come live with us. Everyone would be here and mother and father would be thrilled to have another girl. We could be Lost Girls together. And you already know Bae."

I reeled back, taking ahold of Peter's hand. Clearly Wendy had no idea what "Lost" meant and obviously refused to understand that there could be no Lost Girls. Also she was bonkers! Who else would throw away Neverland at the drop of hat?

"You traitors." I stated, tugging Peter with me.

The two of us flew well above the Darling's house, but not far enough to not see Wendy sigh and close the window, barring the window to the two of us. The room quickly darkened and the one by one we could see the pinpricks of night lights, the last defense against Neverland's beckoning calls. Disgusted, we flew off in the direction of Neverland, in the direction of home.

He was quiet most of the way until we were over the Never Sea. "Cheaters. The lot of them. I offer immortality and they only use it until they decide to leave," He spat and I knew he was talking about the former Lost Boys.

I looked down at our still joined hands. "We'll find more. I promise." I swerved to a stop. "Do you have your pipes with you?"

"Yes, why?" He asked, trying to pull me towards the island.

I let go of our hands and shot over in the direction of the Enchanted Forest, knowing full well he would follow.

"We're going to find them right now." I shouted, laughing into wind. The two of us flew, laughing and performing tricks, the Darling family long forgotten. We were the same, two Lost Boys in search of our own kind.