Regina's Daughter - Peter Pan x Reader -

Chapter 9

Raven's pov

I woke up feeling warmth all around me. I slowly opened my eyes to see Peter and I were still on the cliff; looking down, I saw his arm wrapped around my waist while the other was under his head as a pillow. I realized I was sleeping on his chest, making me blush a dark red. I slowly started getting up, which seemed to wake up Peter. Peter inhaled sharply as he looked around us with squinted eyes. He sat up, scratching the back of his head.

"Sorry, love, it seems we fell asleep." Peter apologized. His voice was deep and musky, making me blush again, hearing his morning voice.

"No, it's alright. Are you okay?" I asked

Peter nodded as he stood, holding his hand out for me. I slowly grabbed his hand, allowing him to pull me up, but he pulled a little too hard, causing me to stumble into his chest. I cleared my throat, pulling away from him while patting his chest.

"We should, uh, we should go back to camp and get some food." I offered, giving him an awkward smile

Peter nodded before wrapping his arms around me, making me tense before we set off into the air. I giggled as I felt the wind go through my hair, watching all the birds fly by and the mermaids playing in the lagoon. We landed in the middle of the camp only to see the Lost Boys still sleeping. It seemed to irritate Peter before he did anything; I put my hand over his mouth.

"I will get breakfast ready, and you will leave the boys alone," I said sternly.

He sighed before walking away from me and into the forest. I walked over to the fire and started wishing for ingredients. After having everything I needed, I started making french toast, eggs, bacon, and hashbrowns. As I put the food on all the plates, the boys came out of their tents with groggy smiles. They sat down, and I snapped my fingers, making toast arrive on all their plates. Peter returned as the boys started eating, sat down, and ate. I sat next to Felix, and we ate food while having our own conversation.

*A couple of days later*

I was sitting on the beach, looking out towards the water. I've done this every day that I have been free from that horrible cave, and for some reason, the two things that I have been dying to see, or shall I say the two people, are my brother and my Papa. The Lost Boys were out hunting while Peter was doing god knows what.

I saw Peter's shadow flying around. Bealfire. I wonder how he is doing. Is he safe? Is he with the Darlings? Or is he with Papa? I sighed as I looked down at the water. I wonder what my life would have been like if my Mom and Papa were a regular couple. Would I have married someone I loved? Or would I have been forced into a marriage I didn't want?

"Why so glum, love?" Someone said behind me

I flinched at the sudden noise. I turned to the familiar voice only to see Peter with a smirk. "Hello, Peter. I'm just thinking."

Looking at me confused, he walked over and sat beside me, "What about?"

I looked back at the ocean, shrugging my shoulders. "Just stupid things. Don't worry about it."

I could feel him watching me. It made me uncomfortable. Honestly, I don't appreciate being stared at, especially by males. Sighing, I turned to him, a little annoyed.

"Yes?" I asked

Peter smirked before shrugging his shoulders, "Nothing, Love, don't worry about it."

I rolled my eyes, smiling softly at his words. "What were you off doing?"

"Just doing my regular duties, love, nothing to concern yourself with." Peter shrugged

I looked at him to see that he had a far-off look in his eyes. Whatever it was that he was doing, it was bothering him.

"If you want to talk about anything, I'm here to listen." I said, laying my head on my knees, "Even the great Peter Pan needs help occasionally."

Peter looked down at me briefly before giving me a soft smile, "Thanks, love."

I smiled back as we started at one another for a moment. I turned back to the ocean as a soft sigh left my lips. The wind softly blew my hair around as the ocean air shifted in the wind.

"It's quite peaceful here." I mumbled softly

It was quiet between Peter and me as we sat there looking out to the ocean and listening to the waves crash against the rocks and sand. I heard Peter clear his throat, causing me to turn my head to see that he was staring at me. I gave him a confused look as he opened his mouth to say something, but we heard yelling coming from the forest before he could.

"Pan! Pan!"

Peter and I turned our heads to see that it was Joseph, one of the older Lost Boys. Peter instantly stood as we saw the worried look on his face.

"Felix is missing!"

My eyes widened as I heard this. Felix was missing? But how? Aren't we the only ones on the island? I looked up at Peter only to see an angry look on his face. I instantly stood, feeling as if I should get to the camp.

"Raven." Peter said with calmly yet angry

I slightly flinched at the angry tone in his voice, "Y-Yeah?"

"Get to camp. Get to my treehouse, and don't move until I return."

I nodded as I watched him run into the forest with Joseph. I sighed as I quickly made my way through the forest toward camp.

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I was pacing back and forth in Peter's treehouse with Bagheera curiously watching me. I was worried. Worried about Felix, worried about the Lost Boys, worried about the intruder, but most of all, I'm oddly worried about Peter.

"Relax, child, I'm sure they are fine." Begheera said calmly, causing my movement to halt, "If you are truly that worried, then I suggest you find him yourself."

"Find him myself?" I curiously mumbled before realization hit me. I sighed in annoyance. Of course, why hadn't I thought of that? I held my hands up, "Show me, Felix."

A bright ball of light appeared in my hands, and after a few moments- I saw him. Felix was tied to a pole, and he was bleeding. My eyes widened when another figure appeared. It was a pirate. What was he doing here? Didn't Peter send him back with the others?

I bit my lip in thought as an eternal war started to brew within me. Do I look for Peter and tell him? Should I try and get Felix myself? Do I let Peter take care of it? I felt Bagheera nudge my arm with his head, causing me to look at him, but all I got in return was another nudge.

"Follow your heart, child."

I stared at my friend's golden eyes before determination took over. I nodded before holding my hands out once again.

"Show me, Peter."