We stayed in the embrace a few minutes more. Then. he let go, and kissed my forehead. "I need to go now, love." He held my shoulders and inspected me, as though searching for injuries. "Will you be ok without me?" He asked. I took his hand and nodded.
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When he took my hand in his, his eyes widened."Where did you get that?!"He questioned. I looked down at me, and was suddenly aware of a frost bite kind of pain on my palm. When I looked down I saw a strange simbol. (Like The One Above) I shook my head and widened my eyes as well. "I dont know. I have never seen anything like it." He mumbled something under his breath in disbalief. "I am sorry. Faith. Do you trust me?!" He spoke. I nodded, but I was unsure of what would happen next. "Wait!" I cried before he did something magical with his raised hand. "Please tell me how I got this." I looked at him with pleading eyes.
He nodded. "You see, this is the mark of the druid. They are most likely comming for you, and using this sign as a pin point for where you are." He shook his head. "I can not lose you, no matter what." I nodded. "But why me?"I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. He held my chin with his fingers so that I was looking at him. "I owe them a favor, and they plan to take what I value most. You. Like I said, I cant let that happen." I looked into his eyes and found sadness. "What did you do?"I inquired. "Mary's father, Killian Jones, is a druid. Or took the protection of the druids long ago. I did the same, but before the ceremony was finished, I freed Mary. Because she never really wanted to be a druid, so I stole her, and later fell in love with her....Now she is gone....for good." I gasped. "You killed her!" I shouted and jerked out of his grip. "No! No! Do you r we ally think I would do something like that?!"I shrugged. "Maybe." He shook his head. Tears began to stream down his cheeks. "They did it. The druids. I sent them away from camp when they told me they would find somthing I really love and take it from me." His voice cracked slightly as he said this.
I embraced him and spoke into the crook of his neck. "I trust you. Let's do this...whatever this is. I trust you, Peter Pan." He nodded and pulled away. Now tear tracks stained his cheeks. With a wave of his hand I felt sleepy. I let myself fall into Peter's strong arms as I heard him whisper. I love you, Faith Fairchild.
