AN: I'm so glad you all like this story so much! Seriously you are all so amazing! If you like fics that involve Joker having a daughter I recommend checking out Daddy's Orders by lizrosequinn or even my new one, Perfect Little Monster, which is based on the new 52 canon! I'll be updating PLM soon but MTL is my top priority right now. Thanks to Amelia-bella1, Alice, and Guest for reviewing! Happy Reading!

~Luna

Chapter 16: Plans

I'd never thought that things would be awkward between me, Felix, and Rufio. But that's exactly what happened as we were walking towards the beach. Peter had sent us to go "intimidate, threaten, and maybe knock around" Hook, until he gave up why he called this meeting. I hadn't really paid attention after that, he was doing thing where he constantly had to be touching me. My arm when to steady me when climbing down the ladder, my hand as he passed by me, anything. And it was distracting. Had he always done that? Maybe I was just hyper aware of it now.

"So... How long have you known?" I asked to break the silence.

They shared a look before Rufio answered with a smile. "Well, you two weren't exactly quiet. So, about last night."

I stopped in my tracks. "He said the treehouse was soundproof. Bastard."

"And usually it is," Felix smirked. "Remember the Wendy nights?"

I shook my head. Thinking about Wendy would only dull my mood. Thinking about Peter doing the same with Wendy... That just made me want to kill something, preferably her.

"He's still a bastard. But he's my bastard," I said with a faint smile.

"Oh god, the sappiness, it's-it's killing me!" Rufio fake gagged, complete with choking noises.

We laughed at his over dramatic performance complete with pretending to retch into the bushes and dying by stabbing himself in the chest with an invisible knife. Once we had wasted enough time, Felix roughly yanked our companion up from the ground and put him on his feet.

"Spectacular rendition," I drawled. "You could be in love one day. With someone you never expected like maybe Devin-" I paused and grinned evilly. "Or Felix."

Rufio stared at me open mouthed before running at full speed the to the beach, shouting. "Kill them now, Felix! They're infected with cooties!"

I dissolved into laughter. Felix just rolled his eyes and we walked on, weapons hanging loosely by our sides.

"I know I'm supposed to give the big brother speech about killing Pan if he hurts you," Felix said. "But that's just not gonna happen."

I laughed. "I didn't expect you to. But, I'm older."

"Nope. You're sixteen, I'm seventeen."

"I was born twenty years before you!"

"Time doesn't pass on Neverland."

I clocked him on the head to which he returned the gesture. We spent most of the way to the pirate ship shoving and hitting each other. I nearly stepped into one of our traps and was only saved by a rather large push from my brother. After about five minutes of this, we sped up. Because in all honesty, Rufio's gotten himself in trouble with less time alone.

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"Your point to this meeting is?" Rufio asked as the three of us as the three of us hopped on deck, with me still on the railing, leaning against the railing.

Hook just scowled, his hook digging a notch into the wood. "I brought your delivery."

"We could have gotten it later," I rolled my eyes. "We know when you arrive on Neverland, you're not exactly quiet about it."

"I want information," he said. "And I'm not opposed to torturing teenagers to get it."

I barked a laugh. "Our agreement was that you give us information and whatever else we wanted, not the other way around."

Rufio took that as his cue to open the hold, tossing bundles of stuff to Felix who then threw them onto our boat, moored to the side of the Jolly Roger. I watched Hook's face carefully, enjoying the thinly veiled rage. This man was all too easy to use.

"That's the last of it!" Rufio shouted, and I nodded. Him and Felix scaled down the side of the ship and down into our dinghy.

Hook crossed over to me. "I have what you want. There's a realm only accessible through magic bean. There's no magic at all and no curses. You and your Lost Boys would be mostly safe there."

I nodded. Now that Peter and I were in an actual relationship of sorts, my search to free him from the shadow's grip. His heart and possibly his entire being was at stake and I couldn't let him get any darker. I turned to leave.

"What about my revenge?" He snarled, grabbing me by the arm.

I yanked myself out of his grip. "There's a dagger that the Crocodile always keeps on him," I said. "You'll get more information once you find out more about this land without magic."

I jumped over the railing and landed in the boat. Taking the third set of oars, we began to slowly pulled ourselves towards the island. Hauling the supplies took a lot longer than expected, but finally we made it to camp just after the sky turned to night. The boys descended upon the bundles, ripping them open and yelling out what we had. Felix was safely up in a tree branch, avoiding Rufio who had found bread and was pelting my brother with crumbs.

"How was our little codfish?" Peter asked from behind me, taking a bite of cake.

I laughed and took a bite off of his piece. "Just lovely."

Peter gave me a sidelong glance. "The cake could be better."

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "You always have to complain about something. I can't tell if your seven or seventeen sometimes."

"Nothing wrong with that," he muttered, pressing our foreheads together and wrapping his arms around my waist. "I could be you in the morning."

"Get a room!" I heard Rufio shout and I laughed. Peter didn't find it so amusing and I saw his expression grow almost murderous.

"He's just kidding, Peter," I said softly, bringing one of my hands to rub up a down his arm, the only sure fire way to calm him down. "It's Rufio, you know he doesn't mean anything by it."

Peter was still slightly angry, I could see that much. But I walked off when I felt he wasn't liable to explode or cause any explosions. Plucking a piece of cake out of the pile, I made my way to Baelfire, who was sitting away from the crowd. I flung my leg around the log, sitting next to him.

"I feel like we've done this before," I laughed, offering the cake to him.

Baelfire just smiled before taking the cake, nibbling in the edge. "So you and Pan..."

"Yes," I said. "To everything you you're going to ask, yes."

I could see him holding back a laugh. He instantly grew serious. "I wanted to ask you something about the island."

"Alright," I frowned, not liking where this was going.

He took a deep breath before asking, "Echo Caves, how long can one hide in there?"

Shit. He was planning an escape. And I had thought he was finally starting to fit in. I tried to think of an answer that wouldn't get the kid killed, by Peter or the island. "Echo Caves are a place you don't even want to go near. There are other caves on the island, but they're mostly inhabited by all kinds of deadly things. Take my advice and whatever you're planning- don't do it."

I felt a hand on my back and turned to find Peter, who smiled at me and then almost growled at Baelfire. So territorial. I stood up and followed him to the bottom of our treehouse.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"He's planning something," Peter glanced over at Baelfire. "I want to know what it is."

"You mean you don't know everything?" I asked, my eyes going wide in mock surprise.

"Just find out, alright love?" He asked, placing a hand over my shoulder.

"Or what?" I smirked.

Peter didn't give me a verbal answer. Instead he placed open mouthed kisses on my neck, sucking and doing this absolutely wonderful thing with his mouth. I sighed in contentment, but suddenly the pressure, and more importantly Peter, was gone. I saw a flash of green disappear into the treehouse and I smiled, climbing up the ladder after him.