Chapter 10: Getting Even

Ana and Peter sat on the rock for a while, “peter, we should start to head back to the tree.”

“Oh, yeah,” Peter got up and helped Ana. Ana thanked him by kissing him on his cheek. They looked into each other’s eyes and started to lean toward each other. Right before their lips touched young boys in animal costumes jumped onto their leader. “Peter! You’re back!” Ana stepped out of the way with an annoyed sigh, “How is it that something just has to ruin the mood?” Out from the same bushes a fairy beaming with light comes out and sees that Peter was being pinned down by the Lost Boys. She flew over to Ana and Ana held out her hand for Tink to land on. Tink landed on her hand and hugged her thumb, ‘I knew that you could bring him back! Thank you!’ Ana smiled, “Your very welcome Tink.” After telling the Lost Boys what happened they all headed back to the tree for some rest.

The next morning Ana woke up and went out to the balcony. She looked over the island, but something seemed to be missing. She saw Mermaid Lagoon, with the mermaids swimming in it as usual, the Indian camp, it looked like they were doing another dance around the fire, and the Pirate Cove, with . . . no ship? ‘What’s missing in this picture? No ship in the Pirate Cove. What are they up to?’ Ana sighed and turned to walk back into the room, but stopped a few feet away. Right when she stopped Peter fell from the tree, and to the ground.

“I can still hear you. Give up, you can’t catch me.”

“I’m getting better, I almost got ya.”

“Yeah . . . right.”

“Yeah, I know I am,” Peter smiled proudly with his hands on his hips. Ana rolled her eyes, ‘Please. . .’ Ana walked into the room, “Peter, did you notice that the Jolly Roger is gone?”

“What?” Peter looked over the cove, and discovered that it was gone, “I wonder what’s going on.”

“So do I. What if they are planning something again?”

“I don’t know. I’m going down there to see if I can find anything.”

“If you’re going Peter, then I’m going too.”

“So are we,” the Lost Boys said in unison as they entered the room, with Tink floating above the group nodding her head. Peter let out a sigh, “Alright, but we need to be careful.”

“Yes, sir!” The Lost Boys saluted their leader, and Tink and Ana nodded. Soon they were off to the cove.

“Ok. Lost Boys, you search around the rocks ad sea line, Ana and will look around the caves and Tink, watch from the air.” The whole group split up into their positions. “Peter?” Ana asked walking into a cavern.

“Yeah, Ana.”

“When did you first realize that you loved me? I mean when you had amnesia?”

“When I picked up your extra, green hair band in the tree. I saw your face, and remembered. Why did you want to know?”

“I just wondered.”

“Well, since we’re asking questions. . .”

“Yes Peter.”

“I always wondered, what was your happy thought that helped you to fly?”

“When I was falling from the tree I had flashbacks of that day with you and- wait, do you hear that?” Peter stopped and listened, “It sounds like . . . bells.”

‘Tinkerbell!” Both of them ran toward the sound and saw Tink in some twine and thread. “What happened, Tink?”

“Um. Peter?” He turned around and saw the Lost Boys tied up and pirates with a torch behind them. “Give up Pan! Or your crew dies!” Peter stepped forward, “Take me, but let the Lost Boys, the girl and fairy go.”

“Peter, no!” Ana stepped toward him, but one of the pirates slapped her, to shut her up. Peter stepped to Ana’s side, “You got to let her and the Lost Boys go, unharmed!”

“Please Peter.”

“I’ve got to, Ana. Go.” Ana held tight to Peter, then he pushed her toward the exit of the cave. The pirates cut the ropes of the Lost Boys, and Tink. The Lost Boys didn’t want to abandon their leader, but they had no choice. Ana wanted to stay, but Peter made her go with the Lost boys. “Wait!” Ana broke away from the Lost Boys and ran to Peter, “My happy thought. You still want to know what it was.” A pirate started to pull her away, but Ana kept her grip on his hand. “It was you! My happy though was you Peter!” Ana lost her grip of his hand and was pushed out of the cavern. Peter stood by to see what fate the pirates had decided for him.

“We got to go back!” Ana screamed, “We got to help him! Let me go!”

“Pan said to go,” said Cubbie.

“In a few minutes, there won’t be a Pan!” Ana said breaking down into tears. Then from the cavern there was a huge explosion. “Peter! No!” Ana flew toward the cavern, with the rest of the group following her. “Peter! You gotta be here!” Ana and Tink flew over the rocks pushing whatever they could out of the way. The Lost Boys walked over the crushed pieces of rock, rubble, and . . . . swords? “Ana, look at this!” Slightly yelled.

“What is it?”

“This is a part of a sword,” he handed the piece to her.

“The pirates were in the cave with Peter,” Ana looked up. “Peter?! Where are you?” Ana searched deep into the ruble hoping to find something. She did find a few pirates, but no sign of Peter. Tink flew over to a hole and saw something. She flew straight to Ana, “You find something, Tink?” Tink led Ana to a green piece of material. Ana picked it up and saw it was Peter’s hat. Ana held it close to her chest and began to break down. She fell to her knees and couldn’t help, but sob. “No. . . Peter. . .” Tink decided that Ana needed time to herself, so she took the Lost Boys back to the tree.

“You can’t . . . be gone. . . You . . . just can’t. . .” Ana said in between sobs. “You’re my happy thought, I can’t fly without you. Never could, and never will.” Ana looked out on the bay, but didn’t see anything, but blurred colors. Ana decided to head back to the tree, it was getting cold, and there was nothing for her there.

The next morning Ana woke up, but didn’t get out of bed. She couldn’t move, she could only stare at the empty hammock above her head. After a few minutes Ana got up and walked to the balcony to look over the island. The Jolly Roger was found and given to Mr. Smee. After they found him at Skull Rock, they found out that Smee took off when they we’re going to kill both of them. Most of the crew were killed in the explosion, or they found a way out of Neverland. Everything was back to normal, except for a flying boy, lost not just to Neverland, but also to the real world.

Ana stepped to go back inside, wiping a tear out of her eye. Then out of no where, she was trapped in some one’s arms. “I finally go ya.” Ana’s eyes went huge, and turned around. Before her eyes was the only person who mattered, “Peter!” She flung her arms around him and he kind of bent over because of pain, “I’m sorry.”

“I’m just sore.”

“How did you?”

“The stupid pirates lit it when they were still inside. I managed to undo the ropes and get far enough away to escape the brunt of the blast. I’ve survived a blast before, and I did it again. But I lost my hat.” Ana smiled and went over to her dresser. She grabbed something and came back over to Peter, “Here.” She put the hat on his head. “I thought that I would never see her again.”

“Well, I guess you were wrong.”

“For once . . . but I was happy that I was.

THE END

A/N: Thanks for reading the sequel to Young Love in Neverland! I am thinking of starting on a third one. Please review and tell me what you think. I hope to hear from you soon. Thanks again! -