Amoung The Shadows

Chapter 14-Return

"We have magic."Restated Allison after their flirtatious moment with Chris. I nodded.

"K." I suddenly felt heavy. Sleepy, even."Why dont you guys get going...and I'll meet you as soon as possible!"I smiles as toothliy as possible. As much as I adore the fact that Chris is actually alive, I still need to talk to Peter. "I heard there is going to be a bon fire with music today!" I tried to sound as convinsing as possible...

Allison nodded slowly and Chris looked at me suspiciously. He probably knew something was up.
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When they left, I was abandoned with the thoughts in my head and the sounds in the forest. This ought to be interesting...

I did not have to wait TOO long for Peter. He stumbled out of the brush that surrounded the training area. He cleared his throat and nodded. "So...love...um...I...uh...I wanted to ask you if you would like to take magic lessons from me? You know...learn to control it...
Allison wont know about this...so it will only be you and me."He looked me in the eyes as he stated his proposition. I smiled at his stuttering. Honestly, he is cute when he isnt smirking or laughing at your pain.

"Sure"I shrugged, still smiling. He looked like he was about to burst of excitement, and he did the cute thing where the boy smiles super wide, and pumps his fist in the air as though he just won some amazingly improtant contest. Instead of a girl said 'Sure' to something he wanted to do.

He took my hand with the same smile that would rip his cute cheeks if he smiled any furthur. "We should actully start now."He said.

I couldnt help but smile at his eagerness to begin these lessons with me.
I took his warm hand.
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I felt cold. Extremely cold. My body began to tremble and I felt a sharp pain.
Peter was still holding my hand. I started to see blue dots cloud my vision, and I cried out in pain.

I looked over at Peter who looked concerned. "Are you ok? Faith? Faith can you hear me?" He ranted franticly. "YES I CAN HEAR YOU! PLEASE! DO SOMETHING!" I shouted at him. My legs gave out, and I fell to the forest floor, only to curl up in a ball because of the pain.

Peter nealed beside me.
"I need you to relax a little! I am going to teleport us back to camp. I cant do that until you think happier thoughts!!!" He shouted.
"Ahhh! Stop yelling at me! I feel like I am giving birth, and you want me to think happy thoughts?!?!?"I screamed at him. He gave a small groan of frustration.

When he waved his hand over me, my body went numb. I felt my head fall, and the pain stop abruptly. The only thing I could move was thank full my mouth. "Much better! Thank you! Happy thoughts, comming up." I smiled...correction...tried to smile at the thought of Newt's kisses. At the thought of Frypan's amazing vanilla cacke. Finally, of how warm I felt when I first came to Neverland.
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We appeared in Peter's room. He set me on the bed. I sank in a few feet, and Peter made sure that my limbs wernt twisted in weird angles because they were numb. He ended up arranging me like Snow White in her casket. How romantic!

He walked briskly to a desk where bottles and potions were positioned. "I will try my best to stop your pain, Faith. For now, just relax." He said. Suddely he jumped as though remembering something.
"Would it be ok if I put you to sleep?" He asked. "Sure." I mumbled. He nodded.

Once again, a familiar floating sensation took over, and the last thing I remember is Peter's lips on my forhead and him saying, "I will make sure the Druids pay for the pain they are putting you through."
What a wonderful promis there, dont you think? A nice, warm, happy, thought to go to sleep on.