disclaimer- i do not own peter pan or any of the characters except phillip he's mine

chapter 1- special visitor- wendy

'shhhh' Wendy giggled as she pulled Phillip up the stairs, tonight was one of the nights that he had come to visit her, she had ran downstairs and out into the garden to find him sitting on the bench shivering all over, he was rubbing his hands together then blowing into them trying to generate warmth. She'd crept around him being as quiet as she could then scooped him up in a backwards hug. As they reached the landing and started tip-toeing to her room, John came out of the bath room with a glass of water.
He cleared his throat gaining their attention and stopping their childish laughter abruptly, Wendy and Phillip both spun around praying that it wasnt one of her parents, seeing John's amused, yet slightly irrated face Wendy blew out a sigh of relief.

"John you scared me half to death" she admitted "what are you doing up?"

" What do you think" he replied lifting his glass of water to emphasise his point "And shouldn't i be asking you the same question" he raised his eyebrows

"Erm.." she had absouletly nothing to say to this so Wendy just shrugged her shoulders and nodded towards Phillip who was finding this encouter very funny he whispered a joke about John's glasses in Wendy's ear and that sent her into hysterics, she was laughing so much that she slid down the wall and onto the floor, Phillip had to clamp his hand over her mouth before she got any louder.

"Alright i'll leave you to it then" john backed away quickly and closed the nursery door, a freaked out look on his face. For some reason they were both very giggly tonight and they stumbled to her room whispering and spluttering as if they were drunk.

Peter

Lately he had been longing to see Wendy, he missed her a great deal and they hadn't properly talked since last year when he took her and her brothers back home, Peter hadn't the faintest idea if the lost boys were still there but he intended to find out. The island had been very lonely since they all left, what with Hook dead and the Lost boys gone, all Peter had was Tink , who could be rather annoying at times, and the indian tribe and he hardly ever went to see them as Tigerlily was still smitten over John and wasn't much fun at all. Peter had decided enough was enough and so he had gone to get Wendy back, even if she would only stay for a couple of days it was better than nothing, infact even if she refused to go just seeing her face was good enough for Peter. As he flew over the rooftops of London he pictured her face in his mind, her dark wavy hair, her cute rosy cheeks and heart-warming smile. Just recently he'd realised just how beautiful she was and how much he needed her, sub-consiously he'd known since their kiss on the jolly roger but Peter had only just been able to actually admit these things to himself. the warm feelings he got when he thought about her were strange and scary to him and so he decided just not to think about her, but he couldnt help his mind wandering. Peter began to think about other things like would she look different, would she act different, she must be about 14 nearly 15 he'd realised, he'd managed to work out that he himself must only be about 12 or 13, would that change anything.
as he pondered he realised he'd reached Wendy's house and he flew to the nursery window, looking in he saw numerous beds filled with young boys but no girl, no bed with over hanging curtain, no dolls, no dresses flung over chairs or on the floor, infact the wasnt one trace of a girl even living here. Horrible realisation dawned on Peter and he was overcome with sadness and dissapointment. She had moved out of the nursery, grown up! Peter was about to turn around and go back, when he realised he could just take the boys they were better than nothing, his excitment restored, tink went ahead and undid the latch and Peter slowly pulled up the window it was stiff and he grunted with the effort, hearing a noise John shot up as he was still not fully asleep from his drink. John turned slowly to see what it was and saw a figure standing in a familiar pose, his eyes grew wide in shock.

" PETER!" John exclaimed jumping from his bed and running over to Peter, this action woke the others who soon spotted what the fuss was about.
Peter was knocked to the grond by the force of the lost boys.

"what are you doing here?" The twins asked in union

"originally come to see wendy" All the boys faces fell, seeing their disappointment Peter quickly added "And you lot, but i see Wendy has grown up" He gestured to the place where her bed used to be, it was now filled with the twins bunk bed.

"She's not grown up at all" John reassured him sensing Peter's sadness "It's just there was no room for the others, Father decided she should move out the nursery and she was happy to oblige, must have felt she was to old or something" He said the last sentence more to himself but Peter heard

"See! she has grown up"

"Oh no she's still the same wendy" Micheal contradicted "She comes into the nursery all the time, plays with us, drinks her medicine, talks to us and she still tells us stories at night, well at least she does when Ph-mmpphh" John clamped his hand over Micheals mouth, Peter eyed them suspiciously wondering what he was going to say

"She's two doors down the hall" John directed and Peter walked out just as Micheal bit down on John's hand making him jump back and squeal in pain.

a/n- hi this is my first fanfic so go easy on me hope you like it if reviews are good i'll update
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