The Lost Boy

Chapter 8

That night everyone enjoyed the wild pig I caught for dinner. Peter was so proud, that he made a cake for me. When I say he made the cake, I truly mean Kendall made it. Because we all know Peter can't cook to save his life. Peter just took credit for it and of course Kendall was okay with it. I told Peter thank you, but I made note to thank Kendall later.

Today has been such a busy day and I'm exhausted from running after the wild pig. I was also wiped out from crying. Pretty much as soon as I got in bed and warmed up I fell fast asleep into my wildest dreams...

*Kendall's POV*

I was lying in bed while Peter got himself ready. He had a disturbed look on his face, it was rather odd I haven't seen him with that expression for months now.

"Peter?" I asked

"Yes darling?" He inquired

"You look troubled, is something wrong?"

"Something wrong, what do you mean is something wrong I'm perfectly fine." he started rambling, "Nothing is wrong, I mean I look just dandy!"

"Peter sweet heart you're rambling and sweating..." I grew worried.

"Kendall, your right..." I cut him off

"Of course I am, now okay what is it."

"I'm Overjoyed Sebastian wants to stay and feels happy here. He even told me this is his new home and never felt so much love before. It bugs me that I know his mother still cares for him and probably worried sick. What will she do when she finds out I brought her son to Neverland!"

I got out of bed, walked over to him, took his hand, and brought him to sit down on the part of the bed that was closest to us.

"Is that really it?"

"No. I feel like we should tell him we know his mother. I told him the story of how we met and fell in love mentioning thing about Addison and even saying her name but there wasn't a single look of curiosity on his face. Just the look of a boy engrossed in a story."

"If you truly think we should tell him then I believe it is the right thing to do, plus he may have second thoughts about going home then. Maybe we can have a talk with him and convince him that she does care she is just not good at expressing it."

"We haven't heard the whole story though!"

"You may not have, but he told me everything. Addison is an author now and is busy trying to get things published and her husband whom she hasn't divorced yet is always out drinking. He is never home, but when he is they are fighting while Sebastian cries himself to sleep."

Peter's eyes were watery and red, looking as if he had found a new liking and appreciation for the little fella.

"Is that all you wanted to talk about?"

"Well, I was thinking..."

"Oh, Peter! Don't do that to yourself, you know it's not good for your head!" I joked.

"Ha-ha, so funny. You have me out of breathe rolling on the floor." Sarcasm was at its peak.

"Okay really what's up?"

*Peter's POV*

Yes, something was wrong. I just didn't know how to tell Kendall. What would she think?

"Listen Kendall, hear me out. I was thinking that I want to go back home."

"What do you mean, you are home?"

"What I mean is I want to be around Rumple, my son. Like what if we started our own family in Storybrooke! Then we could bring everyone, including my shadow, back and start a real family with the Lost Boys. Plus Kendall, I want to start our own family just you and me, yes we have the boys, but I want a child of our own."

I had no idea what her reaction would be. Truthfully she looked a little shocked. Not sure how to take in what I said. Kendall got up walked over to her side of the bed and laid down. I blew out the candle and starting in under the bed sheets and blankets. I got about halfway under when Kendall tapped on my shoulder and pointed outside. Didn't have to tell me twice! She kicked me out of my own tent, rude...

It was the next morning and I took Sebby for a little walk in the meadow, usually I would have done this will Kendall, but I haven't seen her since she kicked me out of my tent last night.

"Hey, Sebby can you help me find some pretty flowers!"

"Why?" He answered

"I wanted to get some for Kendall and thought you would be a great helper! Plus, it would really brighten up OUR tent." I said as discreetly as possible

"I thought Kendall kicked you out, that's why you spent the night with me. Also if you say it is OUR tent then how come she kicked you out and you listened. Seems to me like it is her tent now." Sebastian replied with the most smart ass response I have ever heard. Well I must say, he is his mother's boy.

"Well, I can't lie. You got me good! Hopefully you didn't speak like this to your mother when you still lived with her."

"Why?" He questioned.

"With that attitude you would've gotten whooped in the behind!"

"How do you know she would do that unless you knew her somehow? No, I didn't speak to her like that."

"In honesty, I do know your mother. She came to Neverland a long time ago. Your mother was that girl named Addison in the story I told you about how Kendall and I met. I have known your mom for the longest time I was so surprised when you came to camp. At first I doubted that you were related but after a while I soon realized. After the comment, the air has been cleared there are no second thoughts about being your mother's boy!" I let out and felt better.

"Wait Peter you aren't going to take me back are you!"

"No, not unless you really wanted to. Sebby I want you to be happy and if that means staying here then so be it. I just feel bad for what your mom is going through. I again say you may stay here, but can I please ask if you will reconsider."

"No, what more can I lose?" He responded, "Nothing."