Oke doke! This is the eleventh and FINAL (thank God!) of The Lost Girls and I would like to say, "thank you" to all of the nice reviewers! The ones that gave me CC and the nice ones that said it rocked! And I'd just like to say thanks to you all separately! I'll only put one thank you, even if you reviewed twice or more! Here goes:

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**Charlotte's P.O.V**

Charlotte walked through the woods to the Home Underground. When she reached her tree, she sucked in her gut and slid down. Charlotte's long, brown hair flew out behind her as she went down. Soon, she dropped to the ground she saw Peter sitting on a stool. She smiled at him and he smiled back.

"So," she said. "What do you want?"

"I wanted to ask you a question."

Charlotte raised her eyebrows. "You… do?" This was odd. Normally he asked Lily.

Peter nodded. "You know Lily better than I do… does… she like me?"

I nodded. "No, I mean… love me?"

"Why?" I said.

Peter went a bright shade of red. "Because…"

"OH!" she said. "Well… I don't know." She looked away. Tears silently filled her eyes as her heart was shattered. She always knew that he liked Lily, but she never knew he loved her.

"Do… do, you want me to-to ask her?" she choked out. The tears were now flowing freely down her pretty face.

"Yeah! That'd be great!" Peter said, happily, totally oblivious of her tears.

Quickly, she scrambled out and started running. She ran back to where Lily sat, with her eyes closed. "Hey."

Lily looked up. "Oh, hi." It was dark out, so Lily didn't see her tears. Or maybe she did and was just too polite to say anything.

"Peter wants to see you." Charlotte said.

"Oh. Alright." Lily got up and walked away.

After that was taken care of, Charlotte let her tears free. She ran as she cried, not caring about anything or where she was going.

I waited 'til I saw the sun
I don't know why I didn't come
I left you by the house of fun
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come

As she ran, Charlotte tripped and fell. She felt sand beneath her. Holding out her hand, she caught the teardrops in her hand. Wishing that she could fly away, but she couldn't find a happy thought. Not wanting to be here all night, she stood up and started tottering a little farther down the beach.

When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand

She kept her face down as she walked. Then, she heard a voice. It was kind, but coated in honey. "Oh, what's wrong, my child." Charlotte looked up.

Three dark figures were around her. She stared.

My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

"N-nothing." She said. "Nothing's wrong."

"Oh, but something is." Said the same voice.

"NO! Nothing's wrong!"

"Don't use that tone of voice with me, young lady!" And then, something clubbed her in the head and she was knocked to the ground, unconscious.

Something has to make you run
I don't know why I didn't come

I feel as empty as a drum
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come…

**Lily's POV**

Lily sat down at Peter's feet. Peter looked at her. "Lily… I have to tell you something."

Lily smiled. "Peter, you can tell me anything." She said.

Peter braced himself. "Lily… I love you." He said, grinning hopefully.

Lily smiled again, not understanding. "And Peter…" she said, trying to break this gently. "I like you, too… but only as a friend."

Peter thought that he was going to feel anger. However, he was fiercely calm. "Oh." He said, simply. He shook his head, expecting a new rush of anger. But it didn't come. "Lily."

"Yes?" she said. She was amazed that Peter did just jump all over her.

"Well… I expected myself to feel angry that you told me that. But I'm not. Why is that?"

And then, Lily said, gently, "It's because you never loved me. You see you only thought you did. You really love someone else."

Peter looked at her, confused. "I do?"

"Yes. You love Charlotte."

Peter shook his head. "She doesn't love me."

Lily was amazed. Never in her life had she known someone as ignorant as Peter.

"Peter! My God! Charlotte DOES love you! Whenever you walk into a room that she's in, she blushes and stutters! Whenever she sees you, it's like she glows or something! She goes out of her way to talk to you! She loves you! It is so obvious! I thought you knew that! But, no! You are just to busy paying attention to, GOD knows what, to notice!" Then she sighed. "Forget it. You wouldn't understand."

Peter thought about it. He never really had loved Lily. It had all been a silly infatuation. Then, it dawned on him. He did love Charlotte. He still liked Lily a lot but… It all made sense now!

"Lily! I do understand!" She looked at him.

"You do?"

"Yes!"

Lily grinned. "Good! Now let's go find Charlotte!"

**Charlotte's POV**

When Charlotte opened up her eyes, she saw that she was in a dark room. She tried to move but she realized, with a sinking feeling that she was tied up. She shook slightly. She was in her old bedroom, she could tell. She was tied up on her old bed. It was rough and lumpy, with a scratchy old blanket. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see her old dresser in the corner and her chair beside it. Behind her was a window. Twisting around a bit, she looked out it. It was nearly sun- up and she could hear music behind her. It was clearly the pirates singing and someone was playing a drum; another, a flute.

After a while, she heard footsteps right outside my door. She glanced up as the door slowly opened.

"Well, hello." The person lit a candle and the room filled with light. It was Captain Hook. He looked very angry and looked about ready to strike, but Charlotte had learned by then to stand my ground around him. Charlotte gave him a small smile.

"Hello. What do you want?"

"Your friends are here." He said.

"What friends?" Charlotte snapped.

"Pan." Hook sneered.

Suddenly, Hook stood up. He walked slowly towards Charlotte. He reached out and touched her chest. His long, pale fingers traveled to her locket. She shuddered.

"Do you fear me?" he asked, eyes still fixed on her locket.

"No." she said.

"Then why do you shudder?"

"I shudder for your hands are cold." She said, when, in truth, she hated it when others touched her precious locket. It was special, because it was the last thing she had of her mother's.

Hook unlocked it and looked at the engraved words. "Your mother gave to you, didn't she?" he asked.

"Yes, she said that my father gave it to her and then she engraved the words. Did you?"

"No." said Hook. "Your father."

Charlotte smiled. "Then that would mean that you did."

"No." said Hook, with a malicious smile. "You didn't think, that after all these years, that I was really your father, did you? Your mother bedded many men," he said.

Charlotte was too horrified to answer. How can he not be my father? He's the only man that my mother has ever loved? Did that mean…?

Charlotte stared at him. "Then, who is my real father?"

"He's dead." Said Hook lightly. Charlotte was shocked. How can he speak of death so easily? I've always been afraid of it. Then, she came back to reality.

"You're lying." She said. "My mother would never sleep with a man that she is not married to." Her hands were tied behind her back. The whole time she was talking, she had been untying the knot. Now, it was so loose that, all she had to do was slip her hands out.

Hook smiled again. "Your mother was a prostitute." He sneered. BAM! Charlotte's fist connected with his face.

Using this opportunity, as Hook clutched his face, Charlotte ran out of the room.

Charlotte saw all of the pirates surrounding Lily and Peter. They made a circle formation around them. Lily looked scared; Peter looked like his usual cocky self. Silently, she flew up the mast and grabbed a rope. Clutching it tightly, she swung down and kicked a pirate in the face. Grabbing her sword, she dropped into the circle between Peter and Lily.

"Charlotte!" Lily cried, happily. "You're alive!" Charlotte nodded.

"Loo'!" called one of the pirates. "It's the cap'n's daughter!"

"No, it's not the captain's daughter!" I shouted back. All of the pirates sniggered.

"Let's go!" said Peter. Charlotte and Lily nodded. The three charged headfirst into the wave of pirates. Peter and Lily both had swords, but Charlotte didn't. Charlotte fought with her fists and feet, until Lily killed one and Charlotte took his sword. All went well, until about sixteen or so were left.

They all made way for the Captain Hook to go though. By now, Charlotte had several cuts on her face, a fat lip and cuts all over her. Peter looked about the same, except for the fat lip. Lily had only one cut, a jagged mark from her shoulder down to her thigh.

Hook walked on through the pirates and stood in front of Charlotte. She glared and took a step back, closer to her friends. "I'll take him." She whispered, and took a step forward.

Hook bared his teeth. Charlotte glared and tightened her grip on her sword.

"Are you ready for me, Charlotte."

"Only if you are, Hook." He smiled and raised his sword. He took one sweep at her head. Charlotte stopped it with her sword.

Hook lunged at her. Charlotte did as well. Soon, the two were fighting longer than Peter even had. Hook looked rather nervous. It was odd, because Charlotte was 5' exactly and Hook was a huge man. He had never looked nervous when Peter fought him. Maybe it was that Charlotte looked a lot more dangerous than Peter at the moment. Peter always had a silly grin on his face, whereas Charlotte looked angry and vicious.

Then, Charlotte kicked Hook in the stomach. He was winded and Charlotte grabbed his sword. With another blow to the face, she pinned him to the wall.

Hook knew Charlotte. When she was angry, she would even kill. So, he didn't dare try to move, for fear of his life.

"Charlotte." He said. "You never, did kill the pirate that murdered your mother, did you?" Charlotte stared.

"Yes I did." She said. "You were there. You saw."

"No, you didn't. He's on board right now. And still living."

"All the pirates are dead, Hook." She snapped.

"No. One, is still alive." He pointed to himself. "I. Killed your stupid mother."

Charlotte couldn't believe it. He killed her. He killed his own wife. Charlotte shook her head. "Why?"

"She had far too much control of the ship. With her out of the way, I could run the whole crew by myself." Suddenly, he snatched his sword and shoved it into her stomach.

The suddenness of it all was amazing. But the pain was even worse. She could feel the blood gushing out of her and she wanted to faint. However, Charlotte had one more thing to do. With one fell swipe, she knocked Hook to the ground and she too, stabbed him in the stomach.

As Hook lay there, bleeding, he asked one his final question, "What happened to your mercy?"

And Charlotte smiled a weak grin. "I lost it when you killed my mother." And she lifted her sword above her head and brought it crashing into his heart. Blackness swirled around her and she fell, farther and farther into it…

Charlotte didn't know where she was. She was alive, but without feeling. And it didn't seem so good. All she knew was pain. It was like knives in her belly. She had very little life left in her. She lay there, as if in a trance, not knowing anything or how to feel…

Several days later, Charlotte opened her eyes. She was lying in her bed at the Home Underground. A bandage was wrapped around her stomach. Lily was standing beside her, looking very worried. However, when Charlotte sat up, Lily screamed and called for Peter.

"She's awake! She's awake!" she squealed. And she grabbed Charlotte and embraced her, gently. Charlotte smiled at Lily.

"Who did this?" she asked, pointing to her bandaged belly.

Lily smiled. "Tiger Lily. She's actually a really good healer. By the way, Peter is very worried." Her brown eyes met Charlotte's gray-brown ones. She looked like she wanted to tell Charlotte something, but couldn't.

"Hmmm… Peter's not here yet. He wants to see you." She smiled and the screeched, "Peter Pan! GET IN HERE!"

Peter ran in. He looked a mess. His auburn hair tumbled about his face, his eyes were bloodshot and his clothes were wrinkled and caked with dirt.

Charlotte looked away. "Hi Peter." She said, stiffly.

"Charlotte, I-" he began, but Charlotte cut him off.

"Peter, I'm sorry. I knew that you loved Lily, and I should of backed off. But instead, I made an ass of myself and ran off; nearly getting myself killed in battle. And…" Peter clapped a hand over her mouth. He made no effort to be gentle. It hurt.

"Charlotte. I love you. That whole thing with Lily…it was stupid."

Charlotte's face hardened. "I do not need your pity, Peter. I have enough things to deal with right now."

Peter's eyes were sparkling with tears. "This isn't pity, Charlotte. I love you."

Still Charlotte glared. "Prove it."

And Peter leaned forward and kissed her. Not on the mouth, but on the cheek. Charlotte was stunned. She had never been kissed before. Her mother, though she loved her daughter dearly, had never kissed her before. Charlotte knew that being kissed was a sign that someone loved you.

Her eyes welled with tears. He really did love her. She giggled at the thought. Then, she leaned over and kissed Peter on the cheek.

Watching from the doorway, Lily smiled. Then, she turned and walked away, the smile still on her face.

Three days later, at sundown, Charlotte and Peter were looking for Lily. Charlotte had been returned to good health again.

"Lily!" yelled Charlotte. Then, she saw her friend, standing on the beach, her long black hair flowing in the wind and tears on her face. "Lily?" Charlotte asked. Lily looked at her.

"Oh, Charlotte." She said. "I want to go back to London and maybe find someone to care for me. Oh, Charlotte. I want to go home." Crying into Charlotte's shoulder, Lily kept repeating the word "London."

That night, they were off. Charlotte was flying right ahead of Peter, who had Lily on his back. (A/N: Like he did with Jane in RtN.) Charlotte was a good flyer, no doubt about that, Lily noted. Not as good as Peter, but almost. Both of them knew that Lily could barely make it back to London alone. After the display with the Pirate's cannonball, Peter wouldn't allow her to fly alone.

After about a day, they reached the homeless shelter where Lily was first taken. At the front desk was a woman. She was tall and slender with long, sleek black hair. She seemed to be crying. Her big jade green eyes were filled with tears.

"No, Margaret, we don't know where you're daughter is. She hasn't come here yet." The lady behind the desk said to the dark haired woman.

"Oh, well, thank you. I'll check back later." Said Margaret. Then she turned and walked away. The lady at the counter said good bye and looked down at a paper. Lily stepped up to the counter. The woman did not look up.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows. "Uh, excuse me. My friend's lost and she wants to, uh, check in." she said. The woman looked up.

"Please state your name." The woman said to Lily. Lily, however, didn't say her name. She was busy looking at the woman called Margaret.

That's odd. That woman looks a lot like my mother. Same eyes and face. And even their NAMES are the same. I wish my mother were here.

"Lily?" said Charlotte. She smacked Lily about the head. Lily came crashing back down to earth.

"Oh, um, my name. It's Lily." The woman raised her eyebrows.

"Last name?"

"Oh. Johnston. Lily Johnston." No one noticed the strange woman in the corner look at her intently.

"What?" she said. Lily looked at her. "Can you repeat that?"

Lily smiled. "My name is Lily Johnston."

The woman began crying again. "My daughter's name was Lily. But, I've lost her. Five years ago, my home was destroyed in a fire. My husband was killed. But I'm not so sure about my daughter." She looked at Lily again. "In fact, you look a lot like her. Your names are the same."

Charlotte looked at the woman, than at lily. To her surprise, Lily was crying too. "Lily?" she said.

The woman smiled at Lily. Then she said, suddenly, "What is you favorite food?"

Lily replied, "Tea and toast."

"Book?"

"Canterbury Tales by Geoffrey Chaucer."

"Color?"

"Blue."

The woman smiled. "Where are your parents?"

"It appears that one is standing before me."

Then, the two of them started crying together. "Mama!" Lily said, and the woman called Margaret grabbed her and the two embraced, sobbing with joy. "Oh, mama! It is you! It really is!"

It was so touching; that Lily had found her mother that even Charlotte cried a little. Peter hugged her.

"Well, Lily. I guess… this is goodbye." She said.

"Yes. I suppose it is." Said Lily.

"We'll miss you." Said Peter.

"Yeah. I'll miss you too." Said Lily, sadly. "I'll never forget Neverland and the Pirates and Tiger Lily. Or Peter Pan and Charlotte." She paused to wipe away a few tears. "Hey. We made a great team, though. And, who knows. Maybe, some day, I'll go back."

Her mother smiled, as if she knew exactly what her daughter was saying. Then, she stared at Peter. "Hello, Peter." She said.

Peter was astonished. "Mary?"

"Yes."

Lily was shocked. "You know my mother?"

Peter laughed. "Of course. She's Wendy's grand-daughter."

"Whoa. Small world!" They all laughed.

"Well." Said Charlotte. "Bye."

"Yeah. Bye." Peter and Charlotte both embraced Lily and walked out the door. Lily and her mother followed a few seconds later, but they were already gone.

Up in the night sky, one could see two shadowy figures flying through the sky, illuminated by the stars in the sky.

Fini

YES! Finished finally! This was really fun to write and I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO glad I finished. Please review! I'm starting new Pirates of the Caribbean fic, soon. ~

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