Unshadowing Pan

Lost

That morning I got a ride from Emma to Granny's. We had decided to go out for a cocoa. It was snowing once again so I wore my brown boots and dark jeans with a grey coat where I kept my hands warm within the pockets. I could feel the top of of nose was as cold as ice so cocoa was exactly what I needed.

We sat at one of the booths. Henry was on his phone across from me and Emma was talking to Ruby at the counter. I stared out the window towards the people walking on the street. There were group of kids that had come out from a shop across the street. They were laughing as the crossed the street which made me feel slightly melancholic. I released a deep sigh and bright my attention back to the warmth of my drink.

The bell hanging at the door rang as Pan and Hook came in. Hook wore his usual long leather jacket with a dark red vest and leather pants. He really liked leather, I thought. Pan wore a dark green sweatshirt under a black hooded jacket and dark jeans. As they walked in Hook went straight over to Emma as Pan looked around before noticing me and Henry and came over. I watched the grin on his face grow, as if he knew I would be pleased to see him.

"Well may I say Aria, don't you just look dashing," he smiled eyeing my clothing. "Winter clothes suit you."

I rolled my eyes and stared out the window again. The stubbornness of me couldn't give him the satisfaction of showing my twitching mouth that almost turned into a smile.

"Hey I remember you. You were the one who went to New York with that other guy," Henry said, "What was your name again?"

It was then that I again realized that Henry's memories had not yet returned. It was becoming harder each time to fib and come up with excuses every time he had a good question. I held my breath and watched Pan grin with amusement."

"Oh it's Pa-"

"Peter," I quickly interrupted,"His name is Peter." I turned to whose smiled was now directed towards me with a sparkle in his eye.

"Well it's nice to meet you, I'm Henry," he grinned extending out a hand to Pan. He shook it. "My mom was very serious about not talking to you guys, but considering how you guys always seem to be around I think it's fine if I say hi."

"Hi Henry," Pan answers, crossing his arms over his chest. "How's that memory of yours?"

At the sudden question I kicked Pan's foot from under the table. He turned his head down to hide that mischievous smile. Some things about him never changed.

"Ignore him Henry," I said. "He's just messing with you." Luckily for me Henry listened and didn't ask anything else.

"Well, I'll be right back, I'm gonna go use the bathroom," he said sliding out of the booth and walking towards the end of the diner. Pan slid into the booth and took Henry's place across from me.

He perked a brow leaning in on the table, "Peter?" He was amused.

"He doesn't know, remember? If I told him your name was Pan eventually he could suspect something." I explained.

"Oh I understand," he smirked," it's just. You've never called me Peter before, no one has. I kinda like it," he grinned.

I stared at him carefully assessing the look on his face. It was still difficult for me to see him differently despite the fact that he has showed me he has changed. A part of me was ready to accept it, but the other half was warning me to tread cautiously.

"Yeah well get used it," I told him. "It's seems like we'll be using that name for a while. Or at least when Henry's around."

"So any word on the Witch or Gold," he asked changing the topic. The look on his eyes were serious. It was clear that even this to him was personal.