Part 4

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We get off of the ship and onto the Island. They decide to travel as a group, wise but not effective to cover so much ground. We journeyed through the woods for quite a long time. I figured Pan would have shown up by now to play some kind of trick or offer a game. We walk for almost a whole day and night. When it gets dark we finally run into him. The others think he is Henry at first which would explain the strange clothing I hide in the back. Then the lost boys come out from where they were hiding.

I see Felix is closest to me. "Felix!" I yell and he realizes it's me and lowers his bow and arrow. I run and throw my arms around his neck, he holds me tightly as well.

"Trixie?" I hear Pan say from behind me. I tighten my jaw he never calls me Trixie he must still be mad.

"Pan." I say crossing my arms and lifting my chin. I never call him Pan, it makes him sound a lot cooler than he is.

"T." He says smirking.

"Peter." My face cracks into a smile. I run and throw my arms around him. It's a long minute before I realize Snow's group is all staring at me.

"I am so sorry guys. Peter is... well... I don't know how to put it nicely so I am just going to say it. More important to me." Peter walks me back to camp with him while the lost boys stay and fight the group. I feel bad for ditching them but this is the whole reason I am here. Besides I told them where the camp would most likely be. I was right.

"So how has the past couple of years been without me?"

"Couple of years, it's been almost 10 years since I saw you last."

"Oh I guess I stayed in more time-bent places than I thought. I stopped keeping track after 2 years."

"You certainly look different."

"Not 10 years older, different I hope."

"No, just different. More mature like you have done a lot. Was your vacation nice? The boys missed you a lot."

"Well I missed them too. I wanted to come back a couple years ago. It took a while to get back here." After a long moment of silence I ask. "Is that bitch Wendy still here?"

"T! Yes she is still here. Nowadays she is locked up though." I smile at the fact she spends most of her day in a box.

"I am glad you are back." He says. I smirk.

"I am glad I am back too." We arrive back at camp and all the younger boys that didn't go to fight swarm me. "Hello everyone. Did you guys miss me? I am so sorry I have been gone so long." I help put all the younger boys to sleep in their huts as it is getting late.

"So am I finally getting my own hut or are we still sharing one?"

"You are going to have to share, but the decision is up to you Devin, Felix, or Me." He smirks and raises one eyebrow, knowing my answer.

"I am going to bed. I haven't slept in days." I head straight to his hut. I crash, passed out on his bed. I hear him come in a little while later, not bothering to acknowledge his presence. He sits down on the bed.

"Why do you have to be so different yet the same person I used to love. I wish you would drop the coldness and we could go back to the way we were." He says thinking I can't hear. He tucks one of my hairs behind my ear and I smirk.

"I still love you too." I say half asleep. He kisses me on the cheek and crawls into bed behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer to him.

When I wake up in the morning I am laying on Peter's chest. "Morning, love." I hear him say I look up at him as his eyes flutter open.

"Morning." I reach my neck up and he leans down bringing our lips together to meet in the middle. It starts off slow like we have been doing it the whole time I was gone. Then he pushes for more. Craving the time we lost in that kiss. I pull back to breathe. I giggle.

"Are you laughing at me?"

"No I am sorry it's just funny after we said we love each other you never were affectionate until we were alone. I just have a feeling me being gone for so long might change something. You never used to kiss me like that. I love it."

"You want me to be more affectionate?" He says with a challenging tone in his voice. He flips me onto my back. I raise both my eyebrows.  

***Thank you for reading and I let your imagination run wild from here. This story is quick and I would be happy to write more about Trixie's time in Neverland.

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