The Queen Of Neverland

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"Elyse! Miss Elyse! Please wake up please! This is an emergency!" I heard someone calling me in my sleep. I awoke to find the lost boys around my hammock. "What's wrong boys?" I asked with a yawn. They all looked in the verge of tears. "It's Peter." One of them said, I was too tired to tell which one. "What's wrong with him?" I asked as I felt the sleep being vanquished from my eyes. "He's.. he's.. he's growing up!" One of them shouted before bursting into tears. "Woah! Woah it's okay! Uh I'm sure he's fine!" I replied as I tried to consul the young boy. The lost boys could tend to dramatize things and I was hoping this situation was a victim of There Shakespearian behavior. They led me over to Peter's bed where he was crumbled over in pain. He was breathing hard and his skin was moist with sweat. "Peter?" I asked and he looked up to me and his eyes met mine. "What's wrong with me Elyse? I think I'm dying.." he gasped as he finished his sentence. I bit my lip and balled my hands up in fists to keep my self together. I sat down on his bed and ran a hand through his amber hair. "You're Fine. Just breathe, Peter." I looked back up at the lost boys. "Who might be able to help him?" I asked desperately. They looked at each other before one spoke out, "The Indians! They can help!" I nodded. "Alright, we will go visit them ASAP but right now I need one of you to bring me a pale of fresh cool water and a cloth." The looked at each other in confusion. "Now!" I shouted confirming the stress and urgency of the situation. They scrambled as quickly as they could. I didn't notice this before but I saw Tinkerbell leaning next to Peter almost like she was praying for a miracle. "Hey, it will be alright Tinkerbell. I promise." I whispered to her. She looked up at me with small watery eyes. "Somehow. It will be."