Peter's Lily (Sequel to Pan's Tiger)

Chapter 1: Deceptive Dancing

There was a short silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Andrew was watching the boys dance and laughing with them, while I was thinking of a way to word what I was thinking. It had been haunting me since the moment I got here and this was the only time I had felt like I could talk to a Lost Boy alone. 'Can I ask you something?'

Andrew's head snapped over to mine and his eyes scurried across me quickly, as if trying to work out my emtions, but I'm a pretty unreadable person. 'Sure.' He offered, sending me a toothy grin.

'I was just wondering, is it weird that I'm here? I mean, isn't it different?' I wondered confused. Andrew stroked his chin, pondering my question carefully.

'Of course it is.' He said, letting his hands drop and smack onto his thighs. 'Of course it's different to have a girl, particularly someone Pan actually loves- because he's incapable of love, so it is a-' I cut him off.

'I don't think Pan's incapable of love.' I interjected, and Andrew raised an eyebrow.

'He is, except when it comes to you.' He sighed, his eyes drifted across to the Lost Boys. 'But just because you're a new experience, doesn't mean it's a bad one. The Lost Boys all see you as their mother and you're the best mother we could ask for. You're also fun and funny and know how to make Pan smile. Since the day you came back, he's been much more cheerful about things, even though he was skeptical about you finding the owner of the Heart of the Truest Believer as the Shadow said you would.'

'I see...' I mumbled, lulling these thoughts over in my mind. 'But, Lost Girl to Lost Boy, everyone else is boys. There is no place in the Lost Boys for a Lost Girl like me, Andrew.'

'Tiger Lily,' Peter Pan came up behind me and I jumped around to see him. He continued to speak in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, 'Tiger Lily, Tiger Lily, one Lost Girl is more valuable and special than all of the Lost boys.'

'Some statement from a guy who has tried to kill me twice,' I counter argued. Pan chuckled, sending me a knowing look.

'Oh, more than that,' He winked and then turned his attention back to Andrew, who was sitting rather awkwardly, wondering whether to leave as our flirtatious behaviour was making him slightly uncomfortable. Pan ordered him sternly, 'Andrew, go join the party, you look like you need laughter and a bit of fun.'

''Kay,' Andrew replied submissively and reluctantly obeyed, without saying a word, leaving me alone again with him. Peter Pan carefully watched Andrew leave, his eyes narrowing with curiosity until he was far enough away to not hear us and now too engrossed in a conversation to glance back to see what was happening.

'What did he want?' Pan asked, casually plopping onto the seat beside me.

'Just to talk.' I mumbled honestly, but it came out almost nervously, realising how unsatisfactory this answer was to Pan when I encountered his raised eyebrow.

'Hm.' It was clear that Pan thought I was hiding something, but didn't bother asking me, especially when I was staring him out with my eyebrow war. 'I think you should talk to Henry, I'll join you on a moment.'

My eyes followed his to land on Henry, sitting alone and looking like he needed company and reassurance. I didn't need to be told twice, so hopped to my feet and moved away from Pan towards Henry.

I hadn't seen Henry since his arrival, feeling too awkward because of how I tricked him, even though apparently he had already tried to shoot Pan, I had missed this.