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You strode purposefully into the large room at the end of the hall. Your eyes took in the rectangular shaped room with it's powder blue painted walls and pristine paneled white trim. This place seemed to have been preserved from the excessive decay that seemed to stain most of Wonderland. Here there was a long expensive looking Persian rug under your feet and brightly lit lamps symmetrically attached to the walls. A healthy looking tree was growing in the back of the right side of the room, however this one was obviously well groomed and purposely placed there unlike the random greenery that had sprouted roots in the more run down and abandoned parts of town. You came to stand side by side with Hatter facing a nicely varnished long cherry wood desk filed with neatly stacked piles of books and various things. Behind the desk sat a middle aged man with a dark head of hair all dressed in black. He had a large head and a run of the mill face. From your first impression of him his only distinguishing feature seemed to be his neatly trimmed salt and pepper mustache and full chin goatee. He was seated in his chair behind his desk and he didn't seem at all to feel the need to extend either you or Hatter any sort of greeting.

"She's looking for her friend Alice Chance." Hatter announced without any hesitation and absolutely none of his usual aplomb. "Chase," you immediately corrected him, "Her name is Alice Chase." Hatter didn't even blink as he said flatly, "She needs help. I thought of you Dodo." You were already tense from your earlier encounter with the jumpy older couple holding guns, but your body became even more rigid as you couldn't help but take notice that Hatter was standing perfectly still and all traces of his playful lilting tone were gone. You hadn't known Hatter long but in that short time he hadn't once dropped his charming nonchalant demeanor nor had he for a second not moved or fidgeted in some way. Hatter had lead you to believe this was a casual meeting, but this cautious atmosphere suggested anything but.

The man called Dodo stood and began to step out from behind his desk. In a thick upper crust British accent that insinuated aristocracy he said, "Really? And why would I want to help your Oyster when you know that bringing her here puts us all at risk?" He stood facing you and Hatter looking calm but definitely unpleasant. "Oh please, I've spent years smuggling more dangerous things than this down here," Hatter retorted, but it still lacked any of his customary panache. Dodo smiled to himself as he took a few casual strides forward with his cultured voice dripping civilized scorn, "You know what rankles most about blood sucking carpet baggers like you Hatter?" He came to a stop at the front of his desk and leaned one long arm out gently on it's edge. "Your gall. You think you can play both sides of the court and come away with two trophies." Immediately taken aback you turned towards Hatter only to find his face carefully controlled. His body had not moved a muscle but you noticed his jaw was clenched and his eyes now held a slightly angered squint. "I haven't seen daylight for three years, " Dodo continued as he turned to the jumpy woman who was standing a bit off to his side with her arms nervously folded in front of her, "and Owl here has forgotten what a vegetable tastes like." At this the woman who you now knew was named Owl eagerly responded while bobbing her head up and down, "I remember kumquat...is that a vegetable?" Dodo did not answer her and instead shifted his eyes away in exasperation at her inferior intelligence. Everything about this man from his haughty sophisticated voice to his refined noble mannerisms reminded you of a snobby university professor. Ignoring the woman at his side completely he continued on with his lecture, "While we risk our lives trying to bring freedom to ungrateful leeches like you. You swall about living the good life." At his clearly punctuated insults he even lifted up his long arms in mockery. Hatter hadn't left you with the best first impression either, but you felt a little uncomfortable hearing this man blatantly dressing him down like this.

Instead of retaliating Hatter simply, but firmly replied, "Stop your crowing. You know I'm on your side." Dodo didn't look convinced as he began to walk back towards his chair again saying, "I'm sure you say that to all your enemies." At that Hatter finally defended himself exclaiming, "I do what's necessary. I kiss what butts need kissing so your machines stay oiled." Hatter's body was still tense, his hands were in fists at his sides and the complete lack of any sort of charm or nuance in his tone was really throwing you off. He had seemed so in control, so perfectly suave back at the Tea Shoppe and even when he had had a gun pointed in front of him. But here in this room in front of this black clad haughty man he seemed to be devoid of all his typical self assurity. He stood defiantly in front of these critical verbal jabs, but something told you they might be secretly wounding him inside.

Deciding you had heard enough you interrupted them, "Look if you can't help me I'll just leave." You started to make as if towards the door when you heard Dodo's mocking laugh ring out behind you followed by a patronizing "Headstrong isn't she?" You whipped around to find him once again seated comfortably behind his fancy desk. "Can you help me get my friend out of the Casino?"  you asked desperate to stop the grandstanding. You didn't know what might be happening to Alice at that moment and you didn't have the time or the patience to be standing around here doing nothing."I don't see how?" Dodo answered offhandedly. Hatter interjected, "The Resistance has contacts inside the Casino right?" Dodo immediately shifted his gaze and flatly stated, "No comment." Hatter ignored him and continued, "Use them to find our girl. She can pay you, but I want my usual cut up front." Confused you turned your gaze back towards Hatter who's attention was focused on Dodo. You weren't sure what Hatter was up to. He had told you back at the Tea Shoppe that money was useless here and you didn't have anything else to use as a kind of payment. From what you had gathered in your limited time here they used strange colored liquids as a sort of currency and you definitely did not have any of that on you. Once again your red flags went up. You had dropped your guard thinking Hatter was going to help you, but you had already forgotten that technically he had bought you from Ratty for reddish pink liquid. He was a drug dealer no matter how pretty or charming he may try to wrap himself up as and you would do well to remember that.

"Pay me?" Dodo sounded intrigued now, "Pay me with what?" He stood up again from behind his desk thinking that you might have something worth his attention. For the first time since entering Hatter moved. He took a few slow casual steps behind you, coming to stop on your other side as he commanded, "Show him the rock (your name)." Instantly puzzled you asked, "What?" His face wasn't turned towards you and he continued to train his gaze on Dodo. "The ring. On your finger." He intoned calmly. Affronted at his insinuation you declared, "That is off limits!" Finally he inclined his head towards you and looking down into your eyes said softly and honestly, "It's all you have."

Dodo came around his desk approaching you like a seagull who had thought it had scented some food. "No," you firmly told Hatter when without ceremony Dodo grabbed your left hand and brought it out towards the light, fully displaying the beautiful and mysterious ring on your finger that Alice had left you with before her disappearance. "It's not possible", Dodo whispered to himself in disbelief. His hazel eyes looked up at yours with an avaricious glint. Instinctively you pulled back your hand from his cold grasp. "Where did you get it?" he pressed.  A feeling of foreboding washed over you at his sudden change in mood upon seeing the ring. "It's none of your business; it's not for sale," you strongly replied. You had remembered Alice's final warning to you about not letting them have it. She might have been talking about this man for all you knew. The man's face turned red and mottled as he shouted, " WHERE DID YOU GET IT!" while taking a slight step closer to you. "What is it?" Hatter cried out, temporarily moving Dodo's attention onto him instead. Looking at Hatter he grabbed your hand and proclaimed, "Your Oyster is wearing the Stone of Wonderland!" Hatter's face was one of startled disbelief as he turned to you and said, "That's impossible."

"I'm never wrong," Dodo declared assuredly. Hatter took a step to stand beside Dodo and the both of the them were now facing you with intense interest. "Where did you get it?" Hatter implored. His voice was still reasonable, not as sharp and pressured as Dodo's. His eyes too looked to be curious and confused and not at all like Dodo's obviously predatory ones. Feeling cornered and not really sure of yourself you answered honestly, "Alice gave it to me."

"Alice?" Dodo prompted. "Alice Chase the girl I'm looking for." you blurted without thinking. "Well where did she get it?" he urged while advancing even closer. "I don't know!" you shouted feeling as if your back was against a wall even though it technically wasn't. "GIVE IT TO ME!" Dodo demanded while getting in your face. "No." you countered while decidedly looking him in the eyes to make sure he knew you were standing your ground on this one. He turned swiftly on his heel, his long black coat snapping a bit as he barked at Owl, "Take her out!"

Owl fumbled with the rifle in her hands and trained it in your direction. "Are you crazy!" You cried towards Dodo. "Stop! Just wait!" Hatter quickly interjected as he stood in front of you, shielding you with his body while he held one outstretched hand towards the obviously fidgety Owl. "You're in way over your head Hatter." Dodo called out from beside his desk. "Gimme one second to talk to her okay?" Hatter begged turning towards him. The menacing sound of a chamber of a revolver clicked as Dodo now held out a gun towards Hatter. You instinctively put your hands out and up in the air behind Hatter in the universal sign of don't shoot. Another chamber clicked as Dodo carried on, "It controls the looking glass," here he looked dead at Hatter and said, "You know that." Hatter quickly swiveled his head around the room from the old man standing guard at the entrance behind you back to Dodo in front of you. "Calm down. Put the gun away. I'm sure we can all get what we want here," Hatter reasoned in his rational business man tone. Without thinking of the consequences you exclaimed bluntly, "No one is getting this ring!" Hatter looked back at you like he couldn't believe how ridiculous you were being right now. "I've been waiting for years for a break like this and now it falls into our laps." Dodo's voice was low and dangerously steady as he came closer with his gun still pointed and at the ready. Hatter had one hand protectively behind him signalling for you to back away from the danger. "Stop waving that thing around you're scaring everyone!" he demanded while taking a step away from the imposing man in black. "If we can return the Oysters back to their world, maybe we can save ours." Dodo implored Hatter. The fierce hardness of his eyes said he was a man with a mission and the gun in his hand said he wouldn't let anything get in the way of that mission. "Just put the gun down!" Hatter entreated. "Think about it! The Queen reduced to mopping floors...It'll be just like the old days." Dodo cajoled; a hint of self righteous madness taking hold of him. "Justice. Reason. And the rule of law!" Dodo's gun was now touching Hatter's stomach and the tension in the air was like a piano string screwed too tightly and ready to snap at a moment's notice."Stop it!" Hatter shouted as he grabbed onto Dodo's gun. A deafening shot rang out and in a blink of an eye Hatter was sent flying backwards into the wall from the force of the blast. A helpless cry escaped your lips as you watched in horror. Owl held her own rifle to her chest now, apparently just as stunned and frightened at what had just taken place as you were. "You shot Hatter!" she cried in disbelief.  Dodo's eyes were still full of purposeful determination as he continued to point his gun in the direction of Hatter's still crumpled body. "We don't need him anymore. The ring is our ticket out of here."    

Your fight or flight instinct took hold and before you could even think about what you were doing you ran at Dodo and slapped his arm as hard as you could, knocking the gun out of his grip. Before you could even hear it hit the floor you darted out of the room past the shocked old man and  back through the hallway you had initially came through without even once stopping to look back. Another gun shot rang out from behind you spurring your legs faster. You grit your teeth and pushed your legs to carry you faster than they ever had before. Your mind was not thinking where your were going it was only focused on escape.You ran for your life down the beautiful marbled hallways of the empty upper levels of the library. Suddenly recognizing where you were you ran towards the end of the hall where the bus that acted like an elevator was. Panicked and in a rush you started pushing and pressing on all the buttons and knobs desperately trying to make it go. You were pretty sure Hatter was dead. No one could survive being shot at that close a range. Dodo clearly wanted the ring and he had no qualms about whether you were alive to give it to him or not.You spared a glance back toward the red carpeted long hallway of the library only to watch with horror as Dodo's black hulking figure came lumbering down towards you. A cold sweat of anxiety enshrouded you like a wet blanket, your hands began shaking and your mind felt as if it was spinning in circles as you frantically pushed and prodded all the gears of the open bus. No matter what you pushed it just wouldn't start. YOU WERE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!  You couldn't die here, you had to save Alice.

To be continued…

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Author’s Notes: My goodness it has been awhile since I updated hasn't it?! In fact it was last summer..my bad guys!  I'm really sorry to have left you hanging all this while. I got too absorbed in progressing my Peter Pan series and ended up neglected this one. I had momentarily forgotten my love for this hidden gem of a series and of course for the ever entertaining charm of Hatter. Not to worry though I've been struck with a bit of inspiration for this story so be sure to check back soon for the next chapter for more Wonderland goodness. I have absolutely no plans of abandoning this series  If you are interested you can find the full DVD on Barnes & Noble’s website.
Until next time guys!        
HatterXReader(SyFy Alice): Part 7
I Uhhh Well that escalated quickly...  

Hey guys it is a little early but here is my Easter present to you! I hope you enjoy this chapter and still look forward to more to come. I know it's been a long wait and I'm truly sorry for that. Please continue to stick with me in the future because I've got a lot more of this story to come. I love you guys and hope you have a Blessed Easter! Cling to the Cross emote :D 

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:iconaliceinwonderlandplz: Alice In Wonderland characters belong to Lewis Carroll while the world of Alice belongs to SyFy.    
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"What is her condition?" Rhiannon demanded suddenly from her golden throne while turning her penetrating molten gaze on Selene & Helios who were both standing a few feet away and to the left of you. The sound of her voice held power and it immediately made everyone in the room turn their attention towards her. The Queen's small eyes narrowed down at Selene and the hostility behind them was thinly veiled at best. Selene, who had always come off as icy and haughty to you, was now visibly shrinking in on herself. Her delicate fine china features looked like they would break under the intense scrutiny of the queen. Little bouts of silver dust began sparking nervously off of her eggshell white moth like wings and she kept folding and unfolding her petite hands in front of her slim waist. Selene's tinkling wind chime voice answered the Queen timidly, "She seems to be stable now Your Majesty. Our dust has healed all of the artificial wounds and has managed to increase her blood flow sufficiently enough to replace some of the amount that she lost. She will be weak and anemic for awhile, but she should make a full recovery."

"What about her heart? Why did it stop beating?" Queen Rhiannon questioned her sweetly, but there was no mistaking the slightly threatening undertone. You didn't think it was possible, but Selene turned a shade whiter. Her exquisite mouth froze in a scared oh shape. Beside her Helios audibly gulped and looked a little worried as he replied for her in his matching wood flute like tones, "Your Majesty, the cuts to her body were very deep and numerous causing her to bleed out severely. We managed to stop the bleeding in time and our dust was able to jump start her circulatory system to where it could create enough new blood cells to sufficiently help her recover. However because of the speed of which she lost the blood initially, and because of the sheer amount she lost, her blood pressure dropped too low, which in turn made her heart unable to pump any more blood."
You were quite disturbed to find out that your heart had stopped and it probably showed on your face, however the Queen's stoic expression never changed as she listened to his explanation. "I was under the impression that you both were the Healing Faeries of Light are you not? So why were you both unable to start her heart back up?" she hissed quietly and furiously. Helios and Selene seemed to shrink back as if the Queen's words were like Oya's wind gusts; ready to strike them and send them flying. Selene visibly seemed to be shaking, all of her cold ethereal composure crumpled in an instant. Helios wrapped one well muscled and tanned arm around her frail shoulders in a protective and comforting gesture. His golden gossamer wings flickered erratically behind him. You couldn't tell if he was nervous or just plain ticked off. His raw masculine face was closed off and hard to read so it could have eaily gone either way or been a mixture of both. Helios took a step in front of Selene half shielding her with his body from the sight of the Queen. His voice was placating as he answered, "You see Your Majesty we had already used a great amount of dust on her the first time she was dying from her attack by the mermaids and then we had to use more afterwards to instill our dust seeker into her body so she could find her way here in case such an event happened again. With us both showering her in our dust so much in such a very little amount of time it appears that her body is now becoming immune to it."  

There was a tense pause all around the room and it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, or in this case you could literally hear the soft fluttering of The Faerie Court's wings. Queen Rhiannon sat back on her throne leisurely with one long slender leg crossed over the other and her lithe arms resting gently on the armrests. Her voice had lost some of it's edge as she said, "So naturally that is why Kwoth had to step in and shock her heart back into pumping again because she hasn't been exposed to his dust except for when he shrunk her?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Helios nodded and his muscular gladiator body seemed to go eerily still as if he wasn't sure whether he should relax or be prepared for a fight. Behind him Selene went still as well, holding her breath and anticipating what the Queen might do next. On her throne Queen Rhiannon seemed pacified at last by this and with a regal wave of her hand dismissed the topic by saying, "Very well then. I suppose that can't be helped. In any case she is in no condition now to finish standing trial. She will stay here and rest a couple of days until her body has had time to heal and we will all reconvene then."

The tenseness in the room vanished with her declaration and the room tangibly breathed a sigh of relief. However panic welled up within you and words burst forth from your mouth without thought. "But it will be too late then! Peter and The Boys are fighting Hook this very instant! We don't have any time to lose! We must help them NOW!" you cried out from the cold marble floor where most of the Faerie Court members were still gathered around you here and there. A silent stunned pause filled the room to which you added more weakly, "Your Royal Highness." after you realized that you had just shouted out at her without being addressed. Wouldn't do to die twice in this place.

"Help them? Child you can't even stand on your own two feet. You aren't much help to them or yourself right now. I'm of a right mind to call the entire trial off and be done with this business, however I'm feeling generous today and so I will allow you to go and rest for a couple of hours and then you can come back and we will bring this matter to a conclusion." Queen Rhiannon folded her arms and seemed to be quite pleased with her unusual act of benevolence towards you. You knew you should have just shut up and accepted her offer, use the time to rest and gather your wits back, and comprise a well thought out strategy to face the Courts, but you weren't aware how much time had passed here in this cold sterile courtroom and Peter's life could be hanging in the balance with each and every second that passed on by. You had made it this far on insane bouts of courage and luck and so you just had to charge on ahead and pray that fate was on your side on this one. You painfully forced your numb legs to move until you were sitting on your knees and then you bowed to the Queen with your arms held out in front of you and your head tucked down. It was a gesture of submission and it cost your pride a lot to do it, but for Peter you'd do anything. Dizziness invaded your head and clouded your eyes, while your legs began to feel stinging pin pricks from them waking up. Your arms felt like they were made of jelly, but you had to push through the pain. It was either now or never. If you didn't get help from the Faerie Courts soon it could be all over for Peter, The Lost Boys, and Tiger Lily too.

"Your Royal Highness, please I throw myself on the mercy of The Courts and beg you to please continue on with the trial. I don't wish to waste anymore of your valuable time and The Lost Boys don't have much to spare anyways. Please I can do it, I can stand trial until it is finished. If I pass out then you have my full permission to reject my case and end my life. I beg of you don't stop the trial." you pleaded with her. You were on the verge of tears from panic, pain, and overall weariness. You weren't entirely confident you wouldn't pass out, but whatever was going to happen had to happen and soon. If Peter died while you were resting you'd never forgive yourself and if you died trying to do everything you could for him then you could make peace with that. Either way you had to try. It was do or die and everything was counting on this. You waited in agony for a few hushed seconds. Then suddenly the Queen's lilting voice proclaimed, "Very well, I will do as you wish, however if you cannot stand for the entire length of the proceedings then no help will be given to you or Peter Pan do you understand me? If you should fall then you will be immediately executed. I'm only allowing this to go on because your injuries are because of The Courts. Therefore we shall call it even with this. Everyone get back to your seats immediately! Gahiji. Maibe. The floor is yours."

All of the Faerie Court members immediately buzzed into action and flew to their individual assigned seats. They all sat down again as before except for the Egyptian looking couple who were standing in the middle between the shamefaced Oya and Deng and the shaken up Selene and Helios. The identical malicious smiles playing on both of their faces sent a chill down your spine. You got a real bad feeling about these two pixies and you knew instantly this wasn't going to go in your favor. Still you forced yourself to stand up and you took a few seconds to try and quell the overwhelming feeling of nausea that was bubbling up in the pit of your stomach. You could do this. You didn't have a choice. Everything was riding on what was about to come next and you were going to make sure to be on your feet come what may. There was no backing down now.
"Begin." Queen Rhiannon command and just like that it was game on.

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Authors Note: Yes, it is that long awaited or long dreaded day: Valentines Day! Whether you have a significant other or not, just remember this is a day about love and chocolate not necessarily couples. So rather than focusing on any loneliness focus on the people and things you love in your life or you know just the characters you love like Peter Pan or whoever lol. Like I said last time we have a few chapters more with the Courts so now we get to meet the last couple Gahiji and Maibe. What will happen next?  Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out! Much love to you all!
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 26
EXO : Luhan Heart  Happy Valentines (aka Forever Alone) Day!Kyuhyun Hearts  

Here have some more drama, because you know you need some on a day like this lol. Unfortunately I couldn't give you all a fluffy love chapter or something that might do this day some justice, but who knows maybe in the future. Right now you will have to settle with a little kindness *what she considers kind at least* from Queen Rhiannon. Now I'm off to go and try and not devour too much chocolate. Have a good one gang! 

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Consciousness came back to you slowly. You felt suspended in a groggy state that was neither here nor there. Your thoughts were like scattered marbles; they rattled around endlessly inside your head, yet once you thought you had grasped one it slipped through your hands. An icy chill seemed to be seeping into your very bones. It made you feel like shivering, but you felt so disembodied that you didn't even think you were capable of moving that much. Suddenly though a soft rush of warmth started on the surface of your skin and it sank in all the places you had previously been freezing. It strangely had a soothing effect and it made that part of your brain that was waking up in a panic quiet down again. You were content just to lay there and be. No worries, no emotions, and no real thoughts at all. Unfortunately someone else seemed determined to snap you out of your trance like state. Two strong hands gripped your shoulders painfully tight and they began to shake you so fiercely your head began to loll back and forth with the force of it. A distinct audible male voice immediately followed the assault, "Enough! Wake up and fight it!"

Just as your brain was beginning to process what these words meant a hard slap came stinging across your face. Tears pricked your eyes and the startling blow jump started your brain into alarm. Self awareness came crashing in a blinding rush. The first thing you registered was that you were half lying down, half sitting up. Your eyes blinked open rapidly as you tried to see just who was holding you up. You should have known who it was though by the burning of an electrical shock on your bare flesh where his strong hands were gripped around your upper arms. Kwoth's unearthly handsome face was mere inches away from yours as he stared into your eyes intensely. His normally solemn expression was replaced with one of impatient anger. His coal eyes seemed to be blazing with untamed energy. His dark bare skin held a hint of green from the wild sparking of neon green dust pouring forth from his wings like a waterfall. The tiny flakes hit your skin like pinpricks of tiny volts. The sensation was that of licking your finger and sticking it in a light socket. "Let go of me!" you yelled at him as each tiny shock sent stinging currents throughout your entire nervous system.  He complied a little too quickly for you to register and once his hands had left your arms you were sent falling backwards. Thankfully though petite hands caught your head before it hit the cold marble floor. "Easy does it now lass," a thickly Gaelic male accent cried out from somewhere close by. With your head being cushioned a few centimeters off the floor you focused your eyes on the marvelous creature that was staring down at you. Her round shaped face hovered above yours and her slightly wavy burnt orange hair cascaded down like a curtain hiding your face and hers from the others. Her alabaster skin was so smooth and perfect it looked like she could be a living statue. All of her facial structure was soft and rounded from her wine colored cupid's bow lips to her delicate rosy cheeks. She had large midnight blue Bette Davis eyes and she transfixed you with her consoling gaze as she looked down at you and smiled faintly. Her serene and elegant manner made you think of her as a fair maiden who had princes coming from all over to joust for her hand in marriage. "Are you alright small one?" she asked gently.

You stared up at her like a pacified child and nodded. Her face broke out into a relieved full smile as she spoke again and you noticed she too had a Gaelic accent, "Do you think you can sit up on your own?" You nodded again and that was enough for her to lean back and cautiously remove her hands from the back of your head. At the same time you managed to use the floor for leverage as you pushed the top half of your body into a sitting position. You were surprised to find though that your beautiful white gown was covered with blood yet you didn't seem to have a scratch on you. Judging by the rips in your dress however the blood was most certainly yours. "Is she alright?" a tremulous voice called out from across the room.

"She will be, no thanks to you," a smokey male voice quipped back maliciously. You turned your head to the side and saw Oya standing several feet away looking frightened and terribly guilt stricken. Her cognac doe eyes furtively glanced at you, clearly wanting to come closer, but obviously too scared to try. "You practically killed her and you made a fine mess of The Court Room as well!" the same male voice added cruelly. Oya seemed as if she was going to crumble to the floor herself. Deng's easy going composure was completely gone and he glared murderous daggers at the Egyptian male faerie. His cultured voice was taught as he remarked back, "Need I remind you none of this would have happened had your wife kept her smart mouth shut. We all know Oya isn't the only one who has tried to kill her for it." The Egyptian faerie man growled menacingly under his breathe as he grabbed his black and silver staff like a gladiator ready to fight to the death. Deng didn't back down though he just gently pulled Oya behind him and stood there daring him with his eyes to just go ahead and try it.  

"Enough." Queen Rhiannon commanded boredly from her golden throne. The two pixie men instantly stopped, but their continued eye lock proved neither one of them were letting it go any time soon. You noticed that all of the Court members except for the Queen were now randomly standing around you. Behind you and now standing on her feet was the graceful red-headed faerie woman and whom you could only surmise was supposed to be her male counterpart. He had lightly curling dark brown hair that went down a little past his ears. It made him look rakishly disheveled. He had a fair complexion but it wasn't nearly as pale as the woman beside him. He had hooded cat's eye green eyes that were shrouded by lengthy dark lashes. They sat atop his architectural cheekbones that led down to a square cut jaw which had a rather becoming five o clock shadow all across it. The more you looked at his face the more he looked like he had just rolled out of bed. His outfit though was unlike any of the others. He was not fancily dressed at all. Unlike all of the other men, he actually wore black pants that fit tightly to his legs. He sported knee high combat like boots with lots of crisscrossing straps. The boots were metal plated on the round ends and heel, but somehow you didn't think it was just there for decoration, but maybe for hard kicking. He was dressed like an elven warrior with his heavy silver upper body armor over a hunter green tunic that was brocaded with shining silver embroidered leaves. More armor went up from triangle points on the back of his hands to just before his elbows. The armor on his arms were in a dark worn metal fish scale pattern and he had a sheathed long sword on his left hip and two across his back. Their jeweled grips were just barely visible over his shoulder armor. He looked like he had just stepped out of The Lord Of The Rings, except for his elegant silver colored wings, with their hunter green trimmed pointed tips and inside curlicues. The dark green dust that lazily fell off of him to dissolve onto the floor definitely put him into the realm of the pixies rather than any elves. His sharp eyes were watching Deng and the Egyptian faerie man closely. His hands were resting gently on the butt of the sword on his hip, but he was deceptively still otherwise. He stood there like a stone looking all the more rough standing next to the soft and lovely red headed pixie woman who was still smiling beside him.

They complimented each other well since she looked like a mid-evil princess with her Celtic wedding styled gown. The top half of the gown was a clover gown that was itself like a half long tunic that cut down the front like a corset, but the rest ran down the back. The sleeves were snow white and they were fitted along her arms until they reached the elbows where they billowed out like tied back curtains. From her cinched waist downward the dress bowed out in a sophisticated ball gown manor complete with alternating sage and basil colored cloths. Two embroidered strips of shining olive silk went over her shoulders down to the hem of the gown, one on each inner side of her hourglass figure. They added flair and a perfectly styled accent to the shape of her body.
Her wings were simply beautiful to behold as they were mostly a dark brown, but the edges were white and were in the shape of small waves. Her wings broke out of the cookie cutter sharp tipped edge of some of the others. The inside of her wings were jade green emphasized with black stripes, with white ovals, and rectangles in a perfectly symmetrical pattern. Olive colored pixie dust glimmered around her constantly like a shining halo. They were quite a pair, a fair Celtic maiden and her brave knight in shining armor.

"Thank you Dughall for stopping Oya's wind gust and minimizing the damage. You have my gratitude," the Queen said while inclining her golden head in the Celtic pixie man's direction, her silvery voice holding the air of the nobility she possessed. Dughall in turn dropped to one knee and bowed his head back at her in reply. A loyal soldier to the core for sure. The Queen bestowed upon him a gracious smile of her own before he gathered to his feet again. It struck you at that moment that the large wall of wood that came up before the Egyptian faerie woman earlier was done by him. He was able to erect that wall and stop the blast of Oya's wind gust all in the blink of an eye. You had thought Oya was terrifying with her ability to summon a gale wind from her fingertips in a matter of seconds, but the fact that this man could react in half that time was even more frightening. You had been enchanted by the kindness and beauty of his partner, but you were going to keep your eyes on him from now on. The giant tears and seeping wet blood stains on your dress were all the reminder you needed that you couldn't afford to let down your guard. The Faerie Courts were not to be messed with if their powers could be summoned in just half a heartbeat. They might look refined and cultured on the outside, but their powers proved them capable of merciless savagery. You had felt safe watching them argue among themselves earlier and it had cost you. You would not make that mistake again.

To be continued…

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Authors Note:  Happy New Year everyone! Here is the first chapter of 2015. I hope that you all enjoyed it. So Kwoth was the one yelling at you after all. Were you disappointed it wasn't Peter or happy it was Kwoth? Why did he try to save you? I dunno he's a strange one our Kwoth *secret agent man song comes to mind when I think of him lol* We also got to see a bit more of the Faerie Court members and personally my favorite members (Dughall and Arela the red headed pixie). We will get to see them more in future chapters. Arela's wings if you were curious are based off of Malachite butterfly wings. You should Google them because they are gorgeous though hers are the dark brown ones, not the orange ones.  I'm really looking forward to moving on with the Faerie Courts though we will stay with them for a couple more chapters at least. So I hope you don't find them boring. What will happen next?  Stay tuned for the next chapter to find out! Much love to you all!
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Another chapter another year. Let's hope I can actually get this series finished by 2016 lol. We are at least half way there so yay for that! I also hope that this will be the best year yet for all of you and that we all will grow more and love more this year and become happy.  Be sure to check out the link below to see what I based Arela (the red headed pixie) off of as well as her dress. Until next time guys!

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You were blissfully suspended in that magical state between wakefulness and sleep. Wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and comfort. It was peaceful where you were at the moment…wherever that was. Once again you kept your eyes closed; afraid that in opening them your new found paradise would come crashing down into an even harsher reality. You really didn't want to wake up in the breakdown that had seemed to become your life as of late. Right now not a single thing hurt and you reveled in being able to breathe deeply without any struggle or injury. Your skin didn't send out any shots of stabbing pain nor did you taste any ocean water on your tongue. You were warm, dry, and most glorious of all free from all pain; physical and otherwise. You wanted to surrender yourself to this marvelous floating tranquility.  

And so you were content to lie there perfectly still and placid. But the longer you lied there the more awake your brain became. Unwanted thoughts swirled inside your head in an un-ending stream. How could you be unscathed after being beaten and drowned by a pack of murderous mermaids? Didn't you pass out from the pain? Why were you lying here alone? What if it was all a dream...What if you were actually lying in your own bed right now and everything that happened had just been a product of your over active imagination? What if you had been completely fooled by the illusions in your head… The more you thought about it the more that seemed to be the most likely case. Everything that happened was so outrageously ridiculous and impossible! Shadow men coming to life, flying to another world, jealous pixies, a harem of wild men who lived in a secret hollowed out tree, an evil pirate with a hook for a hand, and killer mermaids. If you had told anyone else about this they would think you were on the edge of sanity! You were going to have to stop reading so much fan fiction. It was actually starting to rot out your brain…

The last dregs of sleep had completely fled you leaving you wide awake and no longer content to just keep lying down. Still you stubbornly kept your eyes shut. Even if it was a dream it was one that you weren’t ready to wake up from yet. Though some really scary things happened in it, the way you felt about Peter was more real than anything you had ever felt for anyone in reality before. Frustrated you groaned aloud and buried your head in what you realized could only be a pillow. Your suspicions of it all being a dream was confirmed when you twisted your hands in the heavy blanket covering you. NO! Let me go back! your inner mind screamed at the unfairness of the real world.  You wanted to go back and live in that artificial world of make believe. You were happier living as a fool in a beautiful illusion then you’d ever been in real life. You were being irrational and delusional, but you didn't care. You lied perfectly still and tried desperately to will yourself back to sleep…back to Neverland…back to him.  

You stayed like that for what felt like eternity. Sleep did not come. Inexplicably heartbroken at having the most beautiful dream you’ve ever had cruelly ripped from your fingers. Should have known. Peter was too perfect to be real anyways and even if he was he wouldn't have anything to do with someone like me. Finally admitting defeat you opened your eyes to face the harsh light of your average day to day life. What you saw however was not your bedroom ceiling. It was uneven wood. That was…strange... Confused you shot up in bed only to take a sweeping glance around the room that was most definitely not your bedroom. But you did know whose bedroom it belonged to. With a rush of pure unadulterated joy you squealed in delight as your eyes hungrily took in every inch of Peter’s bedroom. With each noted landmark your heart soared. The worn and faded wooden dresser, the small fire place on the far right wall that was casting a warm glow across the fur skin rugs on the floor, and the tall throne carved right from the roots of the great tree itself. You had never been happier to see a room in all your life. You had no way of knowing if it was day or night because Peter’s round room was deep underground; the only light coming from the crackling fireplace. You were lying on the bed that The Twins had pushed in here what seemed like weeks ago. Confused at your lack of physical pain you looked down to check out your body. Completely baffled you turned your hands over remarking in astonishment to not find a single scratch or bruise. In fact your skin looked freshly cleaned and felt as smooth as a peach. You looked down at your clothes only to find that your night clothes were gone and replaced with an over sized worn shirt that you guessed had to have been a cast off of one of The Lost Boys. But when you brought it up to your nose you breathed in the intoxicating unmistakable scent of Peter. It smelled like soft woods, fresh morning sea air, and sweet wild honey with a background of something purely masculine. You heard a distant murmuring of voices and not really knowing what to do with yourself you quickly shot back down into the bed and pretended to still be asleep. You had no idea why and was about to sit back up when you heard the rustling of the large bear skin curtain that acted as Peter’s door.

Feeling it was too late to pop up now you kept up your act. With your eyes closed all of your other senses went into overdrive. Your ears strained to hear every single sound. You heard a soft clink of something being set down on what you guessed was probably the dresser. Then you heard a soft scraping sound of something being dragged across the floor close to your bedside. Your heart sped up as an irrepressible need to move spread throughout your entire body. You weren't sure how long you would be able to keep up your sleeping beauty façade. It was Peter. Somehow you just knew it was him sitting in what you surmised was a chair at your side. You felt it in your bones

You were just about to pretend to magically wake up when out of nowhere you felt his presence lean over you. He called out your name softly, but you didn't respond. You just tried to keep breathing the way a deep sleeper would. You didn't know why exactly you started to pretend to be still asleep it was just an instant reflex, but the more you thought about it the more you recalled previous events.  Thinking of how you ran off by yourself stupidly because you were jealous and insecure then how you were drowned by mermaids and then saved by Tootles only to pass out later from pain made a wash of shame seep into you. Sheer embarrassment was what kept your eyes closed now. How on earth were you ever going to look him in the face again? Just thinking about it made you want to crawl into a hole and die. But it seemed your mutinous stomach had other plans as it cried out a pitiful squeal of hunger.

You had been caught. Surely he knew now that you were awake. You had expected Peter to call you out, but instead you felt and heard his weight shift as he stood up and began to walk away. You wanted to cry out at his absence but before you could you heard a clink clink sound of dishes followed by the sounds of his boots on the floor coming back towards you. He stopped right beside the bed and hovered there. He didn't move or make a sound for a few painfully long seconds. No longer able to bear it any longer you lifted your head up and opened your eyes only to see Peter’s rich warm brown ones staring into yours tenderly. “Peter,” you whispered his name not sure what exactly you were going to say. He stood there handsomely rakish looking with a tray of food with a wooden cup in his hands. There was even a tiny bouquet of freshly picked wildflowers draped across the side of the tray. Peter deftly reached out towards you with one hand while the other balanced the tray as he brushed your hair away from your face. Still he didn't speak; he just gazed at you with his comforting and understanding eyes. Feeling impossibly intimate and foolish at the same time you decided to open up to him, “I had a nightmare. I thought that this was just a dream and that none of it was real.” You kept your voice soft, afraid of somehow breaking this unexpectedly fragile moment. Peter kept stroking your hair and his voice was hushed when he replied, “Maybe it isn't…but I’d rather be with you asleep then anywhere awake.”

An overwhelming feeling of love surged in your chest and tears threatened your eyes. “That’s exactly how I feel about you,” you confessed. Peter’s eyes shined, not with tears like yours, but with an equally powerful emotion. His plush lips quirked up in a sweet half smile. “I love you.” And although his voice was the barest of whispers it struck you with the force of a blow. You remained still, trying to absorb this glorious moment. Peter’s body tensed at your silence and his eyes clouded with caution. He went from being completely relaxed to looking as if your next words might shatter him.You immediately filled the small space between you by scooting to the edge of the bed and locking your arms around his waist. You rested your head gently against his flat stomach. “You don’t know how glad I am to hear that. I love you too, I can’t describe how much,” you said softly while trying not to choke on the emotions that were welling up within you.

Other boys had made you feel awkward or inferior in some ways, always afraid to be your true self, but with Peter you could make a total fool out of yourself and still feel like the loveliest of creatures because you knew that no matter what, that is how he sees you. It was reflected in the gentle way he caressed your hair, the way his eyes twinkled with a mischievous light every time he looked at you, the way he hugged you tight as if you were two puzzle pieces that were made to fit together. Despite your previous misgivings about a relationship with him, looking back now, everything he did made you feel truly accepted and loved and that was something worth holding on to. You vowed you would never walk away from this beautifully strange enchanting man ever again. He was now yours and you were forever his. To show him this sat up on your knees delicately balancing your weight on the mattress. This brought your face up to his shoulders, then reached up and took your hands and placed them on both sides of his chiseled face; forcing him to look down and lock gazes with you. You tried to convey with your eyes the emotions that no amount of words ever could. Peter’s warm brown ones responded and the twinkling laughter was instantly extinguished and replaced with an intense seriousness. Peter responded by bending down to lay a feather soft kiss on your forehead before whispering in your ear, “I love you.” You lifted your head up until your lips briefly met his, as you whispered back, “I love you too Peter.”

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Authors Note: I hope that some of you enjoyed this re-write. I know it has been a long wait for some. I tried to salvage as much of the original chapter as I could so some parts may be familiar to those that read the original. Now that this story is no longer a lemon it should all flow together, if I missed something though please let me know. And just in case some of you who haven't read ahead were wondering about how the wounds were all healed, that will be explained in the next chapter. Well anyways that is my stocking stuffer to all of you guys. I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas, or whatever holiday you guys choose to celebrate! Peace and love to everybody, and a very Happy New Year!
Older Peter Pan X Older Reader: Part 8
Whats this? Merry Christmas Everyone!

It truly is a Christmas miracle! After all this time of putting it off I finally got this revised and posted! Thank you all for being patient with me during this time. I feel much better now that I've finished it. I hope you all have a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! May your days be merry and bright! 

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You guys probably hadn't noticed I was gone since I tend to have the worse luck with computers, but for the past month I was without a working computer and could only use my phone. Sadly my 8 year old X P finally gave out on me and after being told she wasn't fixable I had to retire her and find a new computer companion. I just got my new laptop yesterday and am currently in the process of loading in all my files. So it may take a while to settle in and get me in the writing groove again.

Good news is I had the first part of chapter 20 roughly written out and I know where I'm going with it so once I have time I will be able to hopefully get that all done and posted for you all. I will have sneak peaks over on my tumblr account for those who can't wait to see the Faerie Courts so keep your eyes open over there. Anyways just wanted to let you all know that no I haven't been procrastinating on writing my series I just haven't had anything to write or post with. I appreciate all of your guys's support and I do plan on writing chapter 8 again at some point, I just honestly find it easier to move forward than backward so it is hard for me to go back and sit down and get my brain ready to write when it is miles ahead already writing the next chapters. But it is still in the works and hopefully I will get some inspiration and desire to go back and write it again soon. That's all guys hope to have an update for you all soon. 

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