He's a Hero to me. (A Peter Pan - OUAT - story)

{chapter twenty four}

Peter's POV

I anxiously pace around camp as I wait for the boys to get back. Once they're all back, I decide to have the celebration for Henry. I get the sudden rushing feeling again and use magic to see who had arrived on the island. Baelfire. I send Felix. I pick up my pipe and start playing as the boys dance, enjoying the music. Henry stays sitting, looking bummed. I have to have him warm up to me or this plan will never work. I put my pipe down and sit across from him.

"Why don't you celebrate, Henry?" I ask, "Join in on the fun,"

"There's nothing to celebrate," he mumbles.

"Why of course there is! This whole celebration is for you,"

"Me? Why?"

"Because you've come to save magic, of course! I mean just looks them," I say, motioning to the Lost Boys. "Maybe a song will get you on your feet," I say, blowing into my pipe.

"I'm sorry. I don't hear anything," He's not lost. He doesn't feel unwanted. That's not good.

"Interesting. You see only certain boys can hear this pipe, Henry," Felix walks into camp with a pissed off expression. Something bad had happened.

"What kind of boys?"

"You'll find out soon enough. I promise," I was going to make this not feel unwanted if it's the last thing I do. I get up and walk over to Felix.

"I know that look. What happened?"

"Baelfire got away,"

"Why didn't you get him back?"

"I tried. I followed his trail until I found two of our guards on the ground. Under a sleeping spell,"

"Aw. So father and son have been reunited?"

"They'll be coming for the boy. We should hide him,"

"Aw no, I've got a plan. We don't have to worry about that,"

"It's the dark one Peter, we need all the help we can get,"

"What are implying?"

"That you get Skylar back here,"

"Felix. You know I can't risk her,"

"I know. But she's a good fighter. She can help. And I know how to ensure she doesn't get hurt,"

"How?"

"You give her magic,"

"Magic? To her? That's a big thing, Felix,"

"I know. But we need her to fight,"

"I suppose you're right. And if she can defend herself we don't need to hide. I'll give her magic," I say. With the wave of my hand, her tent is attached to mine again and she's inside.

"-THE HELL?!" I hear her yell. Felix laughs. I go inside and smile.

"Peter!" She says, happily. She wraps her arms around me and I gladly hug back.

"I want to give you something," I say.

"What?" She asks.

"Magic."