Breathe out.

Take her down, slowly. There, on the stretchers.

Stop the hemorrhage on the leg!

We need to heat her body she's freezing to death.

Let's go!!!"

Olivia kept smiling peacefully, repeating over and over

"I did it Papa. I made it... "

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Olivia moved her head slightly on the bed, the oxygen mask feeling heavy.

"Olivia honey..."a sweet quiet voice called, through the beeping.
The small girl didn't budge at first which made her mother sigh in despair.

"They said she would wake up today!! It's been three days! "

Olivia, sweaty and groggy opened her eyes a little and whispered

"Papa?...

"Oh my God!! She's awake John! Olivia can you hear me?! It's Mummy... Olivia?

"Mummy..."
She groaned through the mask and tried to take it off. Her father gently fudge it for her and stroked her forehead

"Darling...

"Papa..?"she asked unsure. Her father clenched his jaw, fighting the emotional wave hitting him, as a feeling of huge relief grabbed onto him

"Yes, my darling, it's me. It's your papa."

Both parents held her hands and she fell asleep.

A few hours later

"Olivia I need you to tell me exactly how it happent. Did you fall? The doctor said it was obvious...

"Well, yes. I fell. It was hard Papa, but I wanted to make it. The rocks were just very pointy I think. You always told me to stand back up after I fall. I fell four times, but I always tried again." she said and her mother looked at her husband, horrified, her hand slammed against her mouth and tears pricked her eyes.

After a moment she went into a whole scolding session, forbidding her to ever try something like that. When she exited the room the father looked at his daughter almost admiringly, feeling so proud a smile was plastered on his face, that he couldn't take off. He stroked her face, sidehugging her whispering

"My little fighter."

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Olivia opened her eyes. She was no longer chained, she stood in the jungle. Neverland's jungle. A smile and a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she realised it had all been a bad dream. She was in Neverland, with no bruises, no wound, no pain at all. She felt as if she wanted to cry out in joy.

"Oh this is amazing.

"What is?"a voice interrupted and she turned around and smiled when she saw Felix and Dodger smirking at her.

"You look happy? What got you in such a good mood? You're not usually like that in the morning eh..."they teased. She rolled her eyes playfully but sighed in satisfaction.

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