Chapter Three (aka Chapter Twenty Three)

Alright, so at the end of this encounter, Wendy never actually responds to Jax when he asks about her spying, so I added a bit of dialogue for my own amusement. Forgive me, please! Also, my apologies for the shortness of some of these, but I can only work with what I get. cx Some of these portions are just very, very short. But the next chapter is one of my favorites by far. Jax and Wendy training - take two. And this is one of my favorite parts jsut because I ship them so much and the kiss. Ahhhhh!

And HelplessButSatisfied, ahhhh, thank you so much for your reviews. I've had this written for a long time, but I never pulled it out because I figured it wasn't worth it. I'm so excited that I am no longer the only one sitting here lonely. xD And I'm glad you like this!

I glare at Peter, smacking my hand off the desk as I snap at him. "Send her back to where she came from! She's no use here, and doesn't need to be learning our secrets."

"Back to the streets?" Peter, as he protests, allows his voice to grow louder. "After you suggested she come here?"

I freeze for a moment, and then cross my arms. After taking a moment to collect my thoughts and emotions, I respond angrily, "I was wrong. I admit it. But I suggested the refuge, not Neverwood." I add the last part, daring him to respond.

He doesn't, which just makes me madder, even though if he had I would've been mad as well. "Give me your reasoning, Jax." He's calmed down a bit. I have not. "I need to know why."

"I have a bad feeling about it. That's all." I don't really give a reason, not completely willing to admit anything to him. At least my voice has lowered to a reasonable volume though.

Peter cocks his head at me, and proceeds to ask, "Is this one of your intuitions again?" I inwardly cringe. I should've anticipated him asking. "Because those hunches have saved our hide plenty of times with the Red Skulls."

I don't respond, deciding to let that credit speak for itself. I won't lie to Peter about whether or not it is, but I also don't want to tell the truth. So, instead, we wait for a few moments to see who will break first.

Peter does. "Jax, I can't ask her to leave. You know that." The fact is that I do know that, and it's part of why the reason I want her gone, seeing as he's not the only one.

"That's because you have feelings for her." My voice sounds more accusatory than I really am as it raises again. "You're not thinking like a true leader."

There, I've finally said it. Peter is so preoccupied about Wendy that he's not taking care of the Lost Boys. That's how I feel, and now he knows.

Of course, he's not thinking straight, so his response is stupid and invalid. "And you are?"

Yes, I am! I'm doing what's good for our group, since Wendy is the outsider. Peter, however, doesn't understand what the heck that means because he's selfish as heck.

"Sending a girl out unprepared when the shadows seem to be following her around." Peter continues, sounding just as accusing. "No, she's safer here."

"Safer for who?" I counter, furious at his stupidity. "Not us. I tell you, this girl will be our undoing." At this point, I'm snarling at him. Why is he so oblivious to the dangers? Why can't he just think straight? "Maybe she'll just choose to leave on her own."

On that note, I turn away from him, heading towards the door. I won't give him any reaction after that, and I certainly won't respond to any more stupid arguments that make no sense. How is a girl doing this to him? It's ridiculous!

And yet that same girl seems to be doing this to me.

I open the door, and there's Wendy. She looks like a startled bird, but there's something else there too. Pain. A part of me feels guilty for it. Did she hear our conversation? Probably. However, I make sure not to let it show, and keep a normal face - which generally tends to be irritated or angry face - instead.

"Spying?" I raise an eyebrow at her, and her cheeks turn red as she doesn't respond.

Instead, she just avoids my gaze, and mutters a very unconvincing, "No."

"It doesn't matter to me if you were." I shrug and then begin to walk away so that I can't get some sleep.

"Wait!" She says, still quiet so that Peter won't hear us, and I turn to see her reaching forward as if to stop me. "Why doesn't it matter?"

"Because then maybe you'll leave on your own, just like I said." I then continue to leave, not looking to see what she does in response.

Oh gosh, if only I really meant that I didn't care.

I'll work on getting around to chapter four eventually, although I have started it, as I have to update the rest of my stories as well. I have neglected my An Unfortunate Fairytale stories for far too long. xD

Anyways, until next time!

~ Dagger