Legacy: Finding Neverland

by Lady Dawson

Chapter One: Flashing Star

Bobby Connelly was lying on his back as he stared up at the stars, his arms around Patty Matthews-Mitchell as she snuggled closer to him. They were on the roof of her parents' house, the one place that they probably weren't going to be seen together. After he had played with her band the previous night and they kissed, he had told her that he was a witch and telling her pretty much everything about his parents, only leaving out the part about her cousin's girlfriend being his half-sister.

Surprisingly, she hadn't been too shocked by the news and told him that she hadn't been too surprised by it, after Susan had come to find him the other day at school. Bobby was pretty sure that her older brother Parker had told her some things as well, but didn't say this.

"If we're seen together, then it could put you in a lot of danger," Bobby had told her. "The only reason my dad agrees with my being friends with your brother is because he thinks that it would be useful to have someone who can assimilate easily into your guys' lives."

Patty only looked up at him as he said that and shrugged. "So, then just tell him that you want to get better involved with us, to see if you can find out anything," she told him. "By dating me, that would provide the perfect excuse, wouldn't it?"

Bobby shook his head. "Susan and the others already had to perform a memory-wipe on my dad, Patty," he told her. "I can't take that chance again. They're risking enough on my account." He shook his head. "Look, I like you, Patty, I really do, but I don't want you to be risking your neck because of this. It's not fair to you."

"Maybe I'm willing to take the risk," Patty countered as she slid up next to him. Bobby felt shivers trail down his body as he held her tightly in his arms. "Look, I'm not saying that we should go parading around, saying that you and I are forbidden lovers so you can use it as an excuse for your dad. I'm saying that maybe we can just be careful. Sneak around together, don't tell anybody. Who knows?" she added with a grin. "Might be fun."

"Very Romeo and Juliet," Bobby said dryly and Patty laughed. "Hopefully this won't end like that did."

Patty laughed as she leaned her head back towards the stars again. "Hey, look there," she said, pointing towards one of the stars that was brightening up, then fading away. Bobby stared up at it curiously. "Why's it doing that?"

"I don't know," Bobby admitted. "Astrology really isn't my favourite subject at school, Pat. In fact, science isn't really my best subject, at all," he added weakly. "It's probably nothing. What star is that, anyway?"

"Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning," Patty replied with a grin, looking towards him. Bobby couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, jeez, I used to love that book," he commented. "Mom used to read that to me every night when I was a kid and I would watch the movie over and over again until I broke the DVD player." Patty grinned. "Sometimes I wanted to fly off to Neverland, just to get away from it all."

"Yeah?" Patty leaned her head onto his shoulder. "Me, too, sometimes. I think every kid feels that way growing up. Sometimes it's easier to live your dreams than it is reality. I still think that Neverland is a real place, you know? It's just . . . when you grow up, it becomes less real."

Bobby grinned and looked at her. "Well, maybe we could find some pixie dust somewhere and you and I could fly off there. If it's a real place, then we could be safe there, away from all this craziness that is the eternal war between good and evil."

"Only if I don't have to be Wendy," she replied with a straight face. "I do not clean up after Lost Boys. Parker is bad enough." Bobby shook his head as he glanced across the city, where his sister was living at, next door to Patty's cousins. The thought of leaving this all behind sounded really good, except for the fact that he'd be leaving his mother in that desolate place and his un-revealed sister.

"Chris and Susan make a good couple, don't they?" he commented and she smiled, nodding. "I really hope that nothing happens to either of them. They're good people and he's good for her."

Patty frowned slightly at that comment, but didn't comment. "Well, she looked pretty distracted tonight," she replied. "There were definitely some things on her mind. Did she find out anything, while she was captured by your dad and the phoenix?"

Bobby shrugged; Susan hadn't exactly told him what had happened while she was captured by his father. "Who knows?" he replied as he looked back towards the flashing star. "Who knows?"

Chris Halliwell stared at his girlfriend as they sat in her living room of her apartment, unable to believe what she had just told him. "I don't know what to say," he whispered, shaking his head, trying to clear it. Susan Dawson said nothing as she stared at her hands. "It's . . . wow, this is really surreal."

"Tell me about it," Susan replied as he slipped her hands into his. "All this time . . . we've known him for almost six months, Chris, and I never understood it. I never let it in." She had tears in her eyes as she looked up at him. "It's crazy."

"And he definitely knows?" Chris asked, making sure that he understood the situation. Susan nodded. "I guess that explains why he's been so determined to help us. And . . . well, I guess after Ryan died, he was scared that he might lose you, too."

"Ryan . . ." Susan shook her head. "You know, he used to talk about wanting a little brother. We were best friends, Chris, but sometimes you need a brother to talk to instead of a sister, I guess. And I would have loved to have a younger brother to grow up with, to share the burden of being the youngest. Every year, on our birthday, Ryan and I would use our birthday wish to ask for a younger brother." She let out a half-sob. "He should have been there. We should have grown up with him. Now Ryan's gone . . . and he will never have the chance to know our brother."

Rubbing his hand over his chin, Chris shook his head. "You know, that makes the whole situation worse," he said softly. "Last night, you said that your family was murdered by his dad. Peter Connelly killed his own son and the mother of his children." Susan nodded. "It's not wonder the kid's so rebellious against his father."

Susan nodded again, a small smile crossing her face. "I looked at him last night, Chris, and for the first time, I really saw him, as my little brother. And I have to say that I was never prouder than I was at that moment. He's so strong," she said softly. "With a father like ours, I don't know where he gets it from."

"He definitely got it from somewhere in the Connelly line," Chris told her with a smile. "Same as you." She smiled slightly. "You realise that you were right, you know? When that witch attacked us during Brooke's vision quest, you said that it was your stepmother. And you were right, if that was Bobby's mother, that is." Susan smiled faintly and Chris shook his head. "Are you going to tell him you know?"

Susan raised her head to look at him. "How can I, Chris?" she asked him. "He thinks that I'm ignorant about all this. I mean, he knows that I found out that his dad killed my family, but if he finds out that I know who he is, then he'll freak out and that's the last thing we need. Besides, if his father—our father—found out that I knew, wouldn't it put Bobby in bigger danger?" Chris nodded mutely, considering this. "He's my little brother, Chris. I'm his older sister. I think I have to keep him safe. I want to," she added.

Chris sighed as he leaned back against the couch. His head was pounding at the situation, but he ignored it. This situation was due for a headache. Everything was so complicated, but at the same time, it made some twisted sense. Peter Connelly was Susan's father; Bobby was her younger brother. Her father had killed her twin brother and her mother, because of some prophecy. And now, he was coming after them because of it.

"Do we tell the others?" Chris asked finally.

Susan thought about this for a minute, biting her lip, but then slowly shook her head. "No," she answered firmly. "It's safer for them if they don't know why Peter is so determined to see me killed. And besides, the more people who know, then the less it's going to become a secret. If we're going to keep Bobby safe, then the secret has to be kept. Anyway, they'd act weird around him, if they knew."

"Right," Chris agreed. "And Wyatt's as bad as Aunt Phoebe is with keeping secrets." Susan nodded in agreement. "All right, so as of right now, we keep it a secret. But if Wyatt asks me about this, Sue, or even Brooke, then I'm not going to lie about it."

"I know," Susan said softly. "And if it comes to a point where they need to know, then of course we should tell them, but . . . right now isn't that." She leaned back and sighed. "This has been such a long day," she moaned and Chris chuckled.

"Come here," he said, drawing her into his arms and she leaned her head onto his chest. "We're gonna keep him safe, Sue," he told her. "I promise you that all of us are going to keep him safe. Nothing and nobody is ever going to hurt him."

"Peter already has," Susan said softly as the window blew open and both witchlighters jumped at the sound. Susan stood up and peered out the window, frowning at the sudden wind. "Hey, Chris, look at this," she said and he walked over. "Look at that star." She pointed to the same one that her brother and Chris's cousin had been watching earlier.

"That's weird," Chris said, frowning as he watched it. "As far as I know, stars aren't supposed to be doing that."

Susan glanced towards him and sighed. "All right, I've had about enough of surprise brothers appearing out of nowhere and flashing stars for one night," she said, shaking her head. "I think I'm going to hit the sack." She looked towards her boyfriend. "Come on, unless you wanted to head home and listen to the 'Wyatt and Brooke Show' all night."

Chris smiled at her. "Thought you wanted to wait until your wedding night," he teased.

"Hey, pervert, there is the concept of two people in bed together actually just sleeping," Susan informed him as she slipped her arm around his and they headed into her bedroom.

Neither one of them spotted a small light near the window, forming into the figure of a tiny girl peering into the apartment and watching the two as they closed the door. And she spoke in the tiny tinkle of bells as a young boy appeared, looking into the apartment as well.

"Good job, Tink," Peter Pan whispered, grinning jubilantly. "This is it. Wendy must be in here."

--Opening Credits--

Title Song: "Chariot" by Gavin Degraw

Drew Fuller as Chris Halliwell

Wes Ramsey as Wyatt Halliwell

Michelle Trachtenberg as Susan Dawson

Anne Hathaway as Brooke Murphy

Hayden Christensen as Brandon James

and Shawn Ashmore as Bobby Connelly