Ladies and gentz. may i present...the final chapter! *Woo!* i had so much fun writing this and i hope you liked it like i did. so Enjoy!

===Peter===

As time went on, more anger bubbled inside of me. We had gone searching for the ship for over an hour and the further I went, the more I yelled at the Boys.

"You just need to sit down, Pete." One walked over to me, pressing my shoulders for me to sit on a rock, "We'll go looking, just sit and breathe." They were soon out of my sight.

It was hard for me to breathe and remain calm. It soon helped when I heard the chimes of a familiar friend.

"Tink! You're here!" I smiled but it soon went away, "Have you seen Lyra?" I leaned in a bit to her small, green and curvy body.

She shakes her head, "Oh, it was a bad idea bringing her here, I just know it!" she passed back and forth.

Though she looked like she was a full grown woman, she was still so young inside. Being in the other world so much she grew up much faster than I had.

"You brought her here? Why would you do that?" I looked confused.

She looked at me, crossing her arms still looking adorable.

My face grew white, "Oh my god…" I stood up, "Now we really have to find her!"

===Lyra===

I woke up in a rocking, wooden room. I was on the ship, capture by none other than Cap'n Hook.

I looked around absorbing the horrible décor of the room. It was so ugly, but it made sense when I remembered it was a pirate's ship.

The door burst open and I saw the tall, red dressed man, "I finally have you!" his hook brushed my cheek, "that means I have the boy too!" he laughs.

I sigh, "You know, this is really creepy how much you take interest in him…what do you plan on doing with him when you capture him? I asked, I really hopped this pirate didn't have a sick mind.

"Make him walk the plank of course!" he laughs again.

"I hope that's not a term for something else." I mumble to myself.

"Which you will do soon, once I get the boy!" he walks out, laughing again.

I sigh. I really hope Peter comes to get me out of this mess.

I smile when I hear loud, teenage screams by the Lost Boys. I kept listening to hear Peter anywhere, but I couldn't hear anything similar to him.

Then I heard a gunshot.

My body froze, my face going white. I stiffened and trembled at the same time, clenching my eyes shut. My breath became rapid and my stomach felt queasy.

The ropes binding me didn't help, they just made me feel more trapped, but I soon got out of the ones trapping my hands.

More gun shots came from outside and I froze further, stopping me from whatever my plan was to get out of here.

"Lyra, get out!" I heard a familiar shout to me from outside. It wasn't Peter's, but definitely one of the other Lost Boys.

More gunshots were heard and I tried my best to get over my fear.

No one will kill me, no one will kill me. Besides, if they do, you enjoyed everything thing in your life, right?

That was most certainly a lie. Even though I did kiss Peter, he doesn't really know how I feel. Then there was my mother, who I never found out how she was, or met her.

My mother…I knew what to do know.

"Watch it there!" Someone burst through the door, pointing a gun at me.

I froze, eyes widened, tears streaming down. My breath staggered unsteadily as I trembled in fear.

He pulled a lever back, pointing it between my eyes. A loud bang was released.

I opened my eyes, shocked that I was alive. I looked to see him knocked over by someone.

I quickly unraveled the rope tying me up-which wasn't done very well-and pull the chain off my neck, I opened up the locked and gasped.

It looked familiar, and I knew my mother right away.

I douched myself in the gold powder and smashed a window open, flying through it. I smiled, no wonder my dad knew TB. It figured why I had her curves, she was pretty curvy.

I couldn't help but grin as I flew away. Though I didn't know where to go, I went over the trees to see if he was walking around.

Then I saw him…with her. They were also flying towards the ship. My grin became a smile from ear to ear I was so happy. I flew faster to them, and grabbed Peter as I went by, slowing down while my arms wrapped around him.

He pulled back, and then went in shock, "Lyra…you're here…" he faded.

"Yeah, because of my locket." I sigh, smiling.

"Yeah, because…" his face still so surprised.

"Yes, yes I know!" I went over to the small fairy, "Mom…"

She smiles, "that is so weird hearing that for the first time." She smiles, "I still feel like I'm only 10."

I flew back a bit, "Wait! That means I'm half fairy! Holly crap!"

All of this was happening at once I didn't know what to say or to do. I just floated there, looking at the two of them and all I had now.

Peter flew towards me, putting both of his hands on my cheek, "Lyra…" he lips brush against mine and my stomach churns.

He pulls back and I catch a bit of jealousy on TB, but it goes away so quickly, only I noticed it.

TB….Just now I had made the connection, "Tinker Bell!" I shouted. I was so stupid to realize this just now, "You were spoken so highly in the stories my father told me of you! This is making more and more sense now…I don't get how I didn't figure this out sooner…"

She laughs a bit, blushing, "I loved your father, but he didn't want to stay here, and of course I could go there. So we parted ways."

Peter turns to us, "Tink, I want to talk to Lyra alone for a bit, why don't you come by for dinner?"

She nods her head and floats away.

I look to Peter as she went out of our sight.

"I can see where you get your feistiness now." He smiles towards me.

"Just kiss me, Peter Pan." I smile, putting my arms around him.

He leaned in to kiss me, but I was soon falling down, to water below.

"Ah! Help!" I shrieked as I was about to fall.

He swooped in, picking me up over his arms, and landed by the river again.

We both laughed, my face getting red with embarrassment.

We both stopped after a while and he set me down, both of us sitting in the grass.

"I believe we need to finish something…" I imply, smirking and wrapping my arms around his shoulder once more.

"How do I do this the right way?" He smiles, completely clueless.

I let out a soft laugh and removed my hand, "First, put this hand here," I place his hand around my waist, seeing his face grow red, "And this here." The other hand on my lower cheek, "Just let me down the rest."

His lips came closer and touched mine. My stomach flipped like before, excitement running through me, my arms wrapping around his neck and going into his hair.

Soon I wanted to go further, I slip in my tongue, and he was a bit surprised at first, but then liked it.

"Get a room!"

"Go somewhere else where we can't all see!"

"No one wants to see you gush!"

I pulled away to see the Lost Boys walking back to the site, sweaty and tired.

Both of us blush and look away, "So-sorry." Peter say, avoiding everyone's eyes.

"Go, on, shoo! They want so time alone!" Westly motions them to go, then looks back to us smirking, "You two have fun." He walks on.

I grab Peter's hand, "Peter…" I grab his attention.

"Yes?" he looks to me, a bit startled, but happy.

"I…I love you." I get it out.

His eyes widen.

I shake my head and stand up, "It…was stupid of me to say. I clearly don't love you, it hasn't even been that long, I'm just in way over my head." I frown at myself. "I don't know how I could be so emotionally stupid. I'll just head back now." I begin to walk forward.

A hand grabs my ankle and I turn around to see peter looking up at me, "I-I….I think I might love you too."

I sat beside him, "So love isn't just a myth?"

He shakes his head, "I actually like being proven wrong this time." He smiled, grabbing my hand, lacing our fingers together.

"We should go back and start on dinner." I stood up, grabbing him along.

We walked back in silence. The good kind of course, hand in hand.

Dinner was very nice; Tinker Bell came to join us, as the food was probably the best it has been.

But then I got to thinking, "So, Tinker Bell,"

"Please," she chews her food down, "Call me 'Mom'."

I smile, "So…Mom, I wanted to ask this, if you that small size, and my dad is a human size, how did…like…conceiving me work?" my smile fades as it becomes awkward.

Westly spits out his drink, and then wipes his face awkwardly.

I guess it was only my mother, my and Westly that knew what we were talking about.

"Well, I can become the size of a human." She chimes.

"I am confused." Peter looks to me, utterly puzzled.

I sigh. Looks like I have lots to explain to him.

:3 what a cute, yet awkward ending.

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