Neverland's Captive - Ouat Peter Pan

Chapter 65 - The Thinking Tree

I've been sat in the camp for what feels like forever. I've done practically nothing since they left, other then being utterly useless of course. I still couldn't get over everything that had happened and that I was not trusted enough to help them.

It was killing me. Waiting here and not knowing what the hell was going on. For all I know they could be dead, or worse. I didn't want to think like that but I was beyond worried. I knew Pan better then anyone and I knew he wouldn't give up. After all Peter Pan was not one to fail.

Tinkerbell and Hook have being dealing with the lost boys, who were all still unconscious. I would help them but I couldn't myself to do so. They haven't even asked me to. There was too much tension between us to even speak. I mean, I couldn't even look at Hook.

I had no idea how Tink was managing it. They seemed to be doing just fine apart from the slight hesitation I got from the way Tink was acting. By the looks of it, they must have already talked it out with each other but obviously she was still pissed. Not as pissed I was though.

Even with the lost boys placed on the ground, I still recognise almost all there faces. Some of old friends and some of enemies. I don't know if I can bring myself to stay here when they wake up. They would surly hate me after this ordeal.

I knew I had too much history with them to just stand by and watch. It would crush me. I missed them, I missed how things were before we got into this mess. I missed the days before Rumplestiliskin.

I had wondered to myself where I would be right now if we had never met him. And if that faithful day never happened. But I had no time to focus on the past, I couldn't go back.

James was my biggest concern. I had spotted him first and placed myself close to keep an eye out. I was honestly surprised he was still here. I thought he would have left Pan after he found out the truth.

I mean the last time I saw him he was so distort. I guess I never should have told him the truth without finding a way to get him his memory back. It was unfair. There was no way he would want to see me when he wakes up.

I stand up abruptly and decide it's time for me to leave. I have the urge to challenge and confront Pan. Regardless of what anyone thinks I need to do something.

"What are you doing?", Tink asks nervously.

I turn around to face her. If I was going to do this, the least I could do was assure her I would be okay. Otherwise I would leave her completely worried and that was unfair.

"What do you think?", I sigh, not trying to sound harsh.

"I thought we decided that wasn't a good idea", she says with concern.

"No you decided for me", I correct her.

"Because you're not thinking straight. If you were you would know that we have to stick to a plan in order succeed. That means not running off and doing whatever you please to get yourself hurt", she explains.

"But you know I can take care of myself", I argue.

"Of course I know that! But I'm worried. I've only just found you again and now you wanna run right back into danger", she states as I sigh once again, taking a deep breath and trying to piece my words together.

"Look Tink, it's beyond amazing to see you again, believe me. But I spent years on this island fighting for myself and I managed to survive that. I'm sure I can do it now", I respond.

"We barley escaped back then and when we did he found you again. And now you're here once more", she points out.

"Then the chances are he will find me anyway", I utter, letting out a dry laugh.