Peter Pans Lost Girl (OUAT)

operation rescue

A/N- song for this chapter is the currents by bastille (THEIR NEW ALBUM LITERALLY SLAYS LIKE Yes i WAITED 1039 YEARS BUT IT WAS WORTH IT)

insouciant-| showing a casual lack of concern; indifferent.

I was being drained. There are two ways to stop it, one was to kill the witch, that would undo all her spells. The other is just as hard. Remove the necklace from her long enough for her to be dismantled of her powers. And there was sure no way in hell she would ever let that necklace go unless she may as well be dead. But considering she's so powerful it might not even work even if we did manage to remove it. With her getting stronger, she stores up enough magic until even without the necklace she would be powerful. 

We had to react fast, I didn't want to become the centre of this I didn't want to be the one who tangled with the witch, because now Peter is on protective boyfriend hero mode. He will basically do anything for my well being. And as much as I love him, I hate it, I hate being the one who others get harmed at from your own expense. It's horrid knowing you are the reason others mourn and it will always haunt you. But especially after everything that happened with Peter. I didn't want to risk losing him, not when I already lost him without even realizing what was missing from my life. I did not want to go through that again, because although he was there. I didn't know he was there, I knew there was always something missing but I didn't know it was him.

But what could I do? How can I isolate somebody who's whereabouts I have no idea of? How can I remove somebody who is draining my power?
How can we win this?

Just then I had the oddest thought. I felt like going into the forest. I got this instinct, like I had to be there, as if something crucial was going to happen.

I wasn't sure if I should call Peter. But before I could decide on my no, I heard a throat clear from behind me. I didn't need to give it a second glance to know it was Peter. I had to play it cool, or he would think I am just walking into a death trap. Maybe I was but that instinct it was indescribable. I felt no danger.

I slowly turned around trying to act innocent, but failing miserably at doing so.

"Hello! Didn't see you there! So how about that weather.. Well I have to run, goodbye!" I said briskly attempting to walk off.

Pats on the back to me for being so subtle. I am the definition of smooth! Go Crystal! But of course he had to appear in front of me, arms crossed, eyebrows raised. 

"Do you think, I am stupid?" He says with a hint of a devious smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes! Uh no?" I say ready to dash for it. He chuckles. And I run.
And of course the bastard catches me. Embraces me in a tight grip, and whispers in my ear, "Oh Crystal, you know it's not best to try and run from me. Because you'll always come back to me, I hate to quote the Charmings' on this but I will always find you, no matter what, so what's the point of running away?" 

That was really cute, I suppose he could come along. But if we run into the wicked bitch I will personally do the honours of ripping her to shreds.
And that I will enjoy.

I looped my arm around Peters neck and gave him a little kiss, and then I whispered "Let's go".
He made a puppy dog face, "Or we could do something else" he says wiggling his eyebrows. I shoved him playfully and laughed, "Come on" and I began walking towards the forest. "Tease" he muttered while catching up to my strides. 

"So why did you want to come to the forest anyway?" He asks curiously. "Personally I would rather be watching the show down at grannies" he says with a slight grin.
I paused in my tracks. "What show down?"
"I saw the wicked bastard enter grannies, and I left to make sure you were safe. I don't trust her" he said.