Onyx ( Ah-nix)

" Peter!" You call for your husband.

" What!?" He shouts back.

" IN HERE. NOW" You demand. He pops into her nursery and rushes to your side.

" Yes? What's wrong? Is Onyx okay?" He asks, his brows creased with worry.

" She's fine, she in her little hammock. Now, when are we telling the boys?" You proclaim crossing your arms. He sighs.

" Tonight, we're having a celebratory bonfire, but they don't know that it's celebratory." He explains wrapping his arms around your small waist and setting his head on your shoulder. I shift around and hug him back, You guys stand there for a few minutes before your mom comes in.

" Hi guys, I'm just putting Onyx to sleep." She whispers. She plodded over to Onyx who was sleeping in her little hammock and gently picked her up, somehow not waking her. She carries her over to the crib and sets her down and leaves the room.

" She makes it look so easy." you complain emphasizing 'Easy'. Peter nods.

" I know!" He whispers confused just as much as you are.

" We should get outta here to plan the bonfire." You whisper. He nods and you both walk out of there quickly.

< Time skip>

" So, you guys might be wondering why we gathered you all on a nigh that is usually not bonfire night." Peter announces. Everyone stops what they're doing and turns their attention to Peter.

" Y/n come on out." Peter motions his hand and you walk out of the shadows and into the firelight with little Onyx in your arms. Every turns their attention to you and stares at Onyx, their mouths agape.

" Is that a baby?!" One of the lost boys pipe. You nod and smile. The lost boys finally recover from their shock and they line up to take a look.

" What's it's name?" Felix asks.

" Her name is Onyx." I emphasize the pronoun 'her'. Felix nods and takes a look at her.

" She has your hair." Felix adds looking at Peter. She opens her eyes and Felix looks at her in surprise. " And your eyes." He says, directing his gaze to me.

" Yep, Hazel eyes and fluffy, dark brown hair like Peter." You describe. All the other boys seem to have a protective vibe towards her, which makes you feel a little better.

" She is our sister now." Every. Single. Lost boy claimed. You smiled happy that they love her.

" How will she grow up? Neverland stops the aging process." One of the boys questions.

" Peter's mom made a special thing so she could age up to a certain age, 18 is preferred." You explain to all of them. They nod and the rest of the night is spent filled with joy. When you guys reach the treehouse you're met with an amazing sight. Your mom and Peter's mom have decorated the nursery even more.

" Like it?" They ask happily. You nod and look at Peter who is also surprised. " Your birthday's tomorrow, remember? October 17?" Your mom reminds you.

" And since your technically supposed to be on bedrest we thought we could give a helping hand." Peters mom pipes in.

" Well it's- it's beautiful." I tell them gratefully. A pale pink covered the walls, baby photos were hung on the walls, her name was nailed on the wall above her crib, a fluffy carpet laid in the middle of the room, grey carpet on the floor a dresser/vanity was against the wall, her toys were in a basket, and her clothes were organized in her walk-in closet.

" It's beautiful." You say again, your mom smiles bigger than you've ever seen.

" I'm glad you love it." She exclaims. You smile and put your daughter to sleep.

" I still can't believe I was able to become pregnant?" You whisper, bewildered. Peter nods.

" Neverland must've wanted you to be pregnant." Peter suggests. You nod, it was a pretty logical proposition.

" Well, I think it's time for us to hit the bed and get as much sleep as we can." Peter suggests and grabs your hand quietly leading you out of sleeping Onyx's room. You reach your guy's room and collapse on the bed, sighing in contentment, you snuggle into Peter's arms and fall into a dreamless sleep.

" That lasted long." You groan waking up and crawling out of bed. " So much for a blissful sleep." You grumble stumbling to your daughters room.

" Can't you just sleep for one or two nights without waking up?!" You complain to your daughter. You peer over the crib and nearly scream. You hear Peter pop up beside you with his bed head.

" What's wrong?!" He asks alert.

" The baby's a forking toddler!" You exclaim and point at Onyx who is bigger than before.

( Watch the show ' The Good Place' it's on Netflix, you'll understand the 'forking' if you watch the show.)

" Holy shit!" Peter yelps. You reach down and pick up Onyx and call for Peter's mother.

" Yes?" She asks groggily.

" The baby is a toddler!" You point at your child.

" Oh yeah, forgot to mention, your child will grow faster than most." She says dismissively. Your mouth falls open.

" What do you mean 'You forgot.' That is a very important detail! " You complain. She shrugs and disappears. You scoff.

" Mister and Mrs. Pan? Hook's back." A lost boy informs you two when he burst open the door.

" What!?" Peter growls. You hug the baby closer to your chest protectively. The boy nods.

" He's looking for you guys." He briefed. Peter growls and rushes to our room putting on his " Peter Pan" attire.

" You two will come with me, since Hook does seem to know where our home is." Peter instructs. You nod and put the child in Peter's arms also going to the closet to put some clothes on. You settle for black combat boots, baggy camo pants, a tight white shirt, a leather jacket, and you clip your hair into a pony tail.

" I'd ask if we could go back to the room but we have to take care of Hook." Peter looks at your outfit and smirks. You shake your head and you pull out you signature smirk, you have developed after living with Peter for so long. His eyes lit up with mischief.

" Ready to go, Mrs. Pan?" He holds his left arm out.

" Ready, Mr. Pan." You tell him with Onyx strapped to your back, you grab his arm and he teleports you to New Arrivals Bay. Where Hook stood with his crew lined behind him. The salty sea air and the full moon casts a beautiful setting, well it would if pirates didn't litter the sandy beach.

" Pan." He deadpanned.

" Hook." Peter said, anger and mischief in his tone. " Took you long enough." Peter proclaims.

" Oh, you've got a family I see." Hook observes with smugness in his tone. You take a step back and move closer to Peter.

" What do you want." I demand, venom seeping into my voice.

" How long will it take for you to give me the island!?" Hook complains.

" Forever, because this island is mine." Peter verbalizes.

" Ours." You correct.

" Right, this island is ours." Peter corrects.

" Well, guess we'll have to fight again." Hook sighs.

" Fine with me, babe?" Peter looks at you.

" Oh I'm in." You agree and get into your battle stance. The lost boys charge out from behind the trees and start charging at the pirates. It was a mess, protecting your child, making sure your safe too and fighting pirates. Sadly, you didn't see Hook come up behind you until one of the lost boys shouted to you.

" MRS. PAN!" He shouts alarmed. You whirl around and scream in agony as Hooks blade cuts Onyx's eye from the eyebrow to the chin. Peter runs up from behind Hook and jumps on his back, his blade piercing Hooks skin. Hook screams louder than I did as he collapses dead to the sandy ground.

"Onyx! Peter! GET THE WATER!" You wail and hold a crying Onyx. Peter appears and pours the water into Onyx's mouth. Her wound slowly stops bleeding but it leaves a huge scar.

" Oh my god." You sob and hold her with mixed emotions. Anger, happiness, and sadness.

" From now on, I'll protect you at all cost and teach you magic." You whisper.