Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils.

"How have you been though Ronan, truly I am curious." I shivered, it had been 28 years since I had seen Peter Pan yet I still was deathly afraid of him.

"P-Peter, please don't hurt me." I whimpered as I felt his hand slowly curl around my throat.

His fingers danced across the expanse of my neck where goosebumps erupted in their wake.

"You know, Felix has been quite a handful after you disappeared. I'm glad you're back though..."

"What do you want with me? I-I came back hoping everything could go back to the way it was." I whispered, it was the truth though. I knew my return wouldn't be peaceful but I knew this was my home and this was my family.

"I need to know, do you still love Felix?" Peter sneered down at me. I was barely shorter than him yet his height intimated me while Felix's tall stature gave me security.

"Where is he?" I asked quickly.

"He's... busy intercepting some company before I have to get involved. You'll see him soon."

I held my breath, "h-he doesn't love me, does he?"

Peter chuckled darkly, his eyes piercing mine. "It depends, sometimes he wants to kill you while other times he just wishes you were by his side."

Peters body left mine, leaving me no opportunity to catch myself. I huffed loudly as I picked myself up.

"Go back to camp Ronan," Peter told me softly. I looked up at the boy in surprise. There was an unknown feeling being shown that I had never seen before.

I nodded slowly before turning towards the forest and towards the direction of the camp. I waited until I knew Peter had flown away before I took off my shoes and flew into the dark forest, weaving through poisonous plants and around leering cliffs.

Minutes flew by before I finally reached the camp fire. I slowed down and took in my surroundings, noting how the camp was empty. I stepped towards the tree that the Lost Boys and I had inhabited.

I entered the hideout quietly, running my hands across the wood walls as I descended into the lair. I heard scuffling inside and I paused. Was it Felix?

I stepped into the light of the room and saw a figure laying on a bed. The figure was tall, with blonde hair. It was Felix, his eyes closed as he slowly drifted to sleep. I quietly stepped towards his bed, my most known quality amongst the lost boys was my stealth.

"Is this a dream, or are you actually there?" Felix drawled out. My breathe caught in my throat as he slowly opened his eyes to see me.

"I-It's not a dream," I choked out softly before I cautiously moved towards him. I reached the end of the bed and crawled onto the bed with him. My body hadn't touched him yet but I was already yearning the warmth he gave me.

"Y-you were taken from me," Felix mummered quietly before his hand enveloped one of mine, his thumb instinctively tracing figures into my skin. I sighed before I laid down beside him.

"But I came back now, didn't I?"

"Yes... yes you did." Felix sighed contently before pulling me towards him. I laid my head against his chest, my eyes slowly closing but not before I heard what he said next.

"I was lost without you."

How did you like these past two chapters? Sorry for the long wait... I was avoiding surgery and just got sick, LOL. I hope two chapters will satisfy you for awhile longer until my next update! What do you think Pan wants of Ronan and Felix? X