Peter Pan {Watty Awards 2k13}

Chapter Eighteen

"Stop... Angelique... Don't leave me" Peter mumbled in his sleep. "Stop... don't touch her". Peter quickly woke up from his nightmare. His forehead and the palms of his hands were sweating. He sat up on his bed, looking around the room for Angelique. Maybe she was just playing with him, maybe she didn't leave. "Angelique? Are you here?".

No answer(obviously).

"Who cares" Peter said whilst getting out of bed. "I don't need her anyways. I have Tink.. Oh yeah, I banished her".

Peter went over by the lamp and picked up his medicine. He smelled it and then made a disgusted face, "Why do I have to take this dumb thing?". He looked around the room and noticed it was quiet. It was never quiet in the hideout. He felt so alone without the Lost Boys and most importantly he missed Tinkerbell. He felt guilty for banishing her, but he had to do it or else she would kill Angelique. Angelique...

Peter sghed and held up his medicine to his mouth, "For Angelique". As he put to it to his mouth, he felt something knock it out of his hand. He looked to the ground and saw Tinkerbell next to his medicine.

"Tinkerbell!" Peter yelled. He crouched down on the floor next to her, "What the hell are you doing? That was my medicine you threw on the ground!".

"I had to!" Tinkerbell yelled at Peter. She started coughing violently.

"What do you mean you had to?" Peter asked. "Tink are you feeling okay?".

Tinkerbell coughed violently in her hand. When she opened it, she blood splattered all over hand. She clutched at her stomach and fell to the ground.

Peter grew a worried look on his face, "Tink? Are you feeling okay? What was in that medicine?".

Tinkerbell coughed and more blood came out, "Hook put poison in your medicine. He was trying to kill you, so I drank it instead".

Peter picked up Tinkerbell and put her next to the lamp. He immediatly had to pull his hand away from her because she was freezing cold. "Tink?" he said, with a worried look on his face. "Why are you so cold?".

Tinkerbell coughed more violenty and her eyes began to close a little.

"Tinkerbell" he said as he bang to her eyes and bright yellow glow fading away. "What? Why did you do this?!".

"I'm sorry Peter for everything I did" Tinkerbell coughed up much more blood and her color aded away. "I'll always be with you". Her eyes closed.

"NO! Tinkerbell please don't leave me! You're all I have! Don't leave me!" Peter screamed at her, but it was too late.

Peter scooped up Tinkerbell and took her outside of the hideout. The sky that was once bright blue had turn into a stormy gray. The air turned into a freezing cold and all the plants around him, had all died. Snow started falling down from the sky and made a kind of small storm.

Peter laid Tinkerbell down on the ground and whispered, "I do.. I do.. I do believe in fairies. I do, I do, I do believe in fairies". Peter then looked up to the sky with tears in his eyes and said aloud, "I do believe in fairies! I do! I do! I do believe in fairies!".

Peter continued yelling out to the sky as tears fell from his eyes. He wanted Tinkerbell back alive. No, he didn't want Tinkerbell back alive. He needed her back alive. She was his best friend and had been with him through thick and thin. They had so many adventures together and he didn't want it to end anytime soon.

Peter scooped her up in his hands and continued whispering to her, "I do, I do, I do believe in fairies. Come back to me, Tink. Come back to me, please. I can't let you go. I do! I do! I do believe in fairies!".

As he kept repeating, Tinkerbell's turned from a dark gray to a bright yellow light. Her wings regained the sparkle that was lost, and her eyes started to open. Peter saw and his smile turned wide. She was coming back to him.

"I do believe in fairies! I do! I do!" and with that Tinkerbell shot up in the sky. She was back to life! Peter jumped around happily. His best friend was back to life. "I'm sorry, Tinkerbell. For everything I did and said to you. You're my best friend and never forget that".

Tinkerbell smiled and said, "You're my best friend too, Peter".

Peter and Tinkerbell ran back in the hideout and he whipped out his sword from under his bed, and then looked at Tinkerbell.

"You ready for Hook?" Tinkerbell asked.

Peter gave her a smirk and said, "I was born ready".