Author: Hey!Im back. I thought about it...and I decided on a sequel, see how it goes!. So yeah, thanks to you all who reveiwed and enjoyed the first story, I greatly appreciate it!. So, I hope this goes as well as the first one...so enjoy!. And one thing I forgot to add in while writing the first one...I do not own the Peter Pan characters...I just write about 'em!. But again, I hope you enjoy!.

In just a few days, all the arrangements were prepared for the newly engaged couple's special day. The wedding would be held in Neverland, with the Darling's in attendance, along with almost all of the island. It was going to be a huge celebration!.

The Indians and fairies agreed to set up and plan the wedding itself, the happy couple only had to arrive with the Darling family. However, it was agreed that not all of the family attended. Only the parents, and eldest siblings made it a lot easier on the guest list. This was fine to Michael and the twins, for they were just glad the couple has gotten back together, they didn't care much for weddings anyways.

For the next few days, the Darling family have been busy as ever in packing and preparing for their trip to the magical Island. However, Mr. Darling wasn't so sure about the whole thing himself. "I just don't want to believe that there is some island beyond a star!" Mr. Darling retorted to his wife, one afternoon. "Darling, it's fine!" his wife insisted. "Your just still getting over the shock of your only daughter getting married!" Mrs. Darling finished, and continued with her knitting.

"Which I still don't see the boy as the perfect husband for her!" Mr. Darling retorted again, turning to his wife for a moment before returning to the window. "George dear, you already agreed they may and besides, they were going to do it with or without your blessing" said Mrs. Darling. She took this pause to put her things away.

"You have nothing to worry about George. Peter has already proved that he cares for her, and that should be reassurance enough that they will get along just fine!" Mrs. Darling said, coming up behind her husband at the window.

"…and besides, they get to rule the whole island!". "That's the other thing I'm concerned about" Mr. Darling suddenly spun around to face his wife.

"Wendy is but seventeen…I don't think she is ready to become…a queen" said Mr. Darling uneasily.

"darling, if your so unsure of these things then maybe you should try spending some time with Peter. It certainly helped you tighten your relationship with Wendy!" suggested Mrs. Darling eagerly. "Get him to show you the island, and test his skills to see if you think he'd be a proper husband" Mrs. Darling said, starting to walk off. " and consult the fairies if your unsure of Peter and Wendy ruling" she continued. "Just, don't take matters into your own hands!" she warned before heading off into the kitchen.

Mr. Darling watched his wife before turning back to the window, also becoming lost in his many rushing thoughts. Mr. Darling still stood by his agreement to let the two marry, however his mind still couldn't get over the fact that his only daughter grew up so fast. His proud heart sank at the thought of her moving to what the children called Neverland, and to rule over it just because "fairies" appointed them the throne.

On the other hand, he was very proud of his daughter, that she did find someone to love, and love dearly which reminded him of his own wife, and is to become a queen!. Of all the things to be….he couldn't have been prouder…that in fact, put all their suggestions to shame. These things he was greatly proud of what Wendy had accomplished, however he was unsure of her choice of husband.

Mr. Darling was unsure of Peter's abilities as a husband. The boy lived on a island all his life, and has only housed with the Keating's for a couple of months!. It's true that during that time, Peter too was educated at one of the finest private boy's school in London, but what will they do after they're married?.

Sure, they rule a Island, but what will they do for a home?. How will they make a living?. Are there dangers on this island?. And what if they want to start a family….however, Mr. Darling did not want to think about that just yet. A defeated sigh cut through the silence of the drawing room as Mr. Darling watched on from the window. He would take his wife's advice.

When the family visited the Island, Mr. Darling would spend as much time as possible with Peter, getting to know what the customs of the island was like, getting to know Peter better as a person, and maybe give him some advice and help on how to be a proper husband. Just so that he would be satisfied that his daughter was in the right hands, and that Wendy and Mrs. Darling wouldn't have to worry. A confident smile appeared on his lips.

The grandfather clock then chimed behind him, breaking him of his thoughts. Mr. Darling turned to check the time, then turning to the window with another sigh. "They're late" he said gruffly. Mrs. Darling again appeared behind him. "Darling, please calm down!." She said worriedly. "I'm sure they are on they're way now" she said calmly.

"What could they have been doing all afternoon!" Mr. Darling again said, his voice raised a bit. "They know that we are leaving for Neverland soon right?" asked Mr. Darling. Mrs. Darling sighed sadly. "Yes dear, Peter said himself that they needed them back as soon as possible" she said, turning back to the kitchen. "Who's that?" Mr. Darling asked confused. "The fairy royals?" he joked.

"Yes dear" Mrs. Darling agreed from the kitchen, breaking her husband bemused from his thoughts. "I still don't believe that fairies told them to become the new rulers….or fairies in general" Mr. Darling said again gruffly. Mrs. Darling hurriedly came into the room. "Darling….you know that this is a great honour to them both, and we need to respect that!" she said sadly, not quite believing in the Island herself.

Through her point of view, Mrs. Darling had found this situation to be quite shocking, due to the announcement of the marriage of her daughter. Along with the news of the two becoming the new rulers of this Island also. However, she found it rather enchanting that this was important to Wendy, and the other children. It made her soft at heart, and want her to become like her youth, but yet, her daughter had taken the responsibility as a adult.

That meaning, that Wendy chose to marry when she felt ready, with no strings attached. Through the events of confronting Millicent and breaking free of her control, also becoming independent from Braden, Mrs. Darling felt that her daughter made the right decisions leading up to this point. That Wendy had truly grown up. However, she did have uncertainties about this Island as well, but thought less of it for she was happier and prouder of her daughter.

She too decided that she will instruct her daughter in the beings of a proper wife, but she was uncertain of the facts of being a good queen!. She thought it only an island, and that they were only young, but somehow would be trained so that they both would be ready for marriage and the throne.

But Mrs. Darling felt she had to be there at the first, to help guide the couple in the right direction.

"And remember what Peter told you!. Never speak of disbelief in fairies. They shall drop dead and we don't want to be the cause of that now do we George?." Mrs. Darling came up behind her husband and shook him slightly, seeing he was in a trance at the window. "Hmm?. Oh yes darling of course!" he stated simply, before turning back to the window.

"Darling….stop worrying!" Mrs. Darling said annoyed, pushing on her husband's back. "Well….how am I to let them marry if they aren't going to be responsible!" shouted Mr. Darling. Mrs. Darling rolled her eyes and sighed annoyed. "They said they will be back by half passed three" Mrs. Darling quoted. Mr. Darling turned his attention to the grandfather clock.

"And its quarter past four" said Mr. Darling, then turning to the window.

"What are you afraid of George?" Mrs. Darling asked confused. "Nothing in London will hurt them. Peter will protect her if they come across danger" said Mrs. Darling, starting to walk away. "It's Peter I don't quite trust!. If he can't take care of her here….how is he to care for her when they're married!" Mr. Darling almost yelled.

Mrs. Darling was taken aback by her husband's outrage, but understood his fear, for she feared it too. "George" she began softly. "I know your scared of losing Wendy….but I'm sure that Peter will be a good husband to her" said Mrs. Darling. Mr. Darling grew stiff. "How can we be sure?. I don't want her to waste her life away" Mr. Darling now stated softly. Mary delicately rested her head on her husband's back now, thinking things through.

"Because I trust our daughter's judgement." Mary simply stated. " I think that we need to put trust in both of them, so that we can trust our motives when we show them how to be proper during their marriage. They are still so young, they need guidance, and to do that, we must first trust that they, and we are doing the right thing" Mary continued. "…and I believe that they are!".

George smiled to his wise wife, knowing that she was right, as always, but still couldn't press his uncertainty. "I'm sure your right!. I just wish them to be safe" said Mr. Darling. Mary was the one to smile. "As all parents wish their children to be I'm sure!" she said then kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"They'll be fine!. But, we can show them a thing or two when we go to Neverland!" Mrs. Darling said, shooting her husband a wink before turning to the kitchen. "I must go put dinner on" she stated, disappearing into the doorway. Mr. Darling turned to the window, but was once more disturbed when the front door suddenly burst open.

In stumbled a hysterical Wendy and Peter, they're faces red from laughing so hard and from the cool wind that rushed in along with them. Mr. Darling watched the two with half bemusement, half questionable, watching them unsuccessfully try to keep their footing and to calm their giggles. He could also barely make out they're slurred words in between.

"and then….you….fell…" Wendy tried to say but instantly burst into more giggles. "Wasn't that funny?" Peter only said in response. One thought came to Mr. Darling's mind. "My god!. Are you drunk?" Mr. Darling boomed at the two. Peter and Wendy continued to laugh, their gazes now turned to Wendy's father. " Hello….Father" Wendy tried to say through trying to press her giggles. "Wendy Moira Angela Darling….are you drunk?" Mr. Darling asked quite serious and angry, his darkened glare fell upon the two as he advanced on them.

Instantly, Wendy's expression was suddenly turned that of angry. "Father!" she bellowed. "How could you ask me such a question?. You know I'm under age!". Still, her father came up and studied her closely, Wendy suddenly afraid of his eyes. Peter watched on, his expression calmed as well.

"Where were you all afternoon?" Mr. Darling hissed in his daughter's face, causing her to flinch at his tone.

"The Garden's father…." Wendy stated nervously. "The fairies wanted to know of the arrangements". Mr. Darling straightened, satisfied that her breath did not stink with alcohol. "So you haven't been drinking!" he stated.

He turned away from them. "I'll see you at dinner" he said and began to walk off. Both Peter and Wendy sensed the uneasiness of her father and the mood he just turned on them was a sure example of his worry.

Not wanting another confrontation, Peter took Wendy's hand and gently tried to pull her to her room, however, a sense of concern came over Wendy, and she broke away from Peter's hold, and ran after her father. "Father please, is my marriage bothering you?" she asked simply.

Mr. Darling stopped in his tracks. Wendy could see him stiffen, her heart pained for him. "Peter, will you please excuse us" Mr. Darling answered, they could tell that his voice broke. Feeling as if he must stay for Wendy's protection, he turned to her for her consult. She nodded her head to the nursery, also adding a smile for reassurance.

Peter sent a smile back to her before turning and giving them privacy. Once alone, Wendy turned back to her father. "Father…" she started. However, Mr. Darling took this moment to answer. "I was only worried for you Wendy" he stated. "I still don't like this idea of you going away…" Mr. Darling said, trying to control his emotions. Wendy's eyes started to tear as she heard the sadness in his voice.

"I know…I'm still trying to get over it too" said Wendy, her voice almost matching his. "The thought of leaving this place someday frightened me, and I was blinded by the joys of childhood" she continued. "That's when I met Peter" she blurted. Mr. Darling turned towards her, light reflecting from his glasses to make his tears shine. "I thought I'd lost you….lost all of you!" He said sadly. "We thought you weren't coming back, you were having to much fun being children" his voice now a bit angered.

"Yes, I suppose it was bit fun, but my time there also realized that I had to come back, to grow up" said Wendy, her eyes brimmed heavily with tears.

"What made you decide that?. From the last time I saw you, you were absolutely against growing up" said Mr. Darling. Wendy bit her lip, remembering the fight she had with him that night. Her tears starting to weigh on her eyes.

"I found that even though childhood has it's pleasures, so did growing up. I didn't want to be a child forever, when I realized the good things that come along with growing up, that children couldn't experience" said Wendy. "What was that?" Mr. Darling asked confused. Wendy gave a small smile.

"Love…and a family, and just living life to it's fullest" said Wendy, tears now flowing down her cheeks.

"I wanted Peter to love me, I knew that he felt something for me, but he wouldn't admit it. My fight with him that night realized that children only have little experience in the world, and even though they have many adventures, I wished to gain the experience that adults do" Wendy said.

"Children only see one part of the world….innocents. I wanted to see the world through experience…..the pain, the love, the joy, which meant feelings. Children only have joy. I wanted all the feelings and to learn by them. Peter wanted nothing to do with them!. That made me realize, I wasn't meant to be a child forever, I was meant to grow up to my full potential"

Wendy stopped to let more tears fall down her face. "And I did that thanks to you, Father" a smile now breaking through her tear stained face.

Mr. Darling's face also broke out into tears, as he opened his arms to Wendy, she embracing her father happily. Both sat in they're embrace, tears soaking their garments, but they didn't care, they just cried among themselves. However, they didn't notice that Peter listened from the stairs. A small smile crept to his lips as he listened to Wendy's usual wise words. Satisfied that Mr. Darling got the message, Peter went up to wait for her.

They stayed wrapped up in their hug and tears for many moments, until Wendy suddenly broke away. "Father, you need not to worry!" she said.
"Growing up has taught me to become a better person, and you and mother's teachings have advanced in my knowledge" Wendy smiled.

"I know everything I need to know….and I'm now ready to take the next step in my life". Mr. Darling smiled. He knew she was right.

"However, there is one more thing that we need to be taught" said Wendy smugly. Mr. Darling turned a questioning look to her. "To be proper in marriage cause I know it to bother you when things are not your way" Wendy teased. They both broke out in laughter, then shared one more hug.

"I know that you will be fine….it's just I wish you to be safe" Mr. Darling said softly into Wendy's ear.

"You needn't to worry Father" she whispered back, sniffling back the tears that dripped from her eyes. "I am a young woman now!. I am quite capable of taking care of myself" she said quite forcefully. Mr. Darling closed his eyes as more tears began to prick his eyes. " I know" he whispered then pulled her out of his arms to look into her sparkling face. "I just think you my little girl still!" he continued, a smile appeared on both their faces.

"I know you'll be fine….I just can't help but worry for you sometimes".

Wendy gave a sad giggle. "Thank you Father…." She started. "You've taught me all I need to know and I am grateful" she said through her tears. "I'll put it to good use" she said with a smile. Mr. Darling shot one back to her, and kissed her on the forehead lightly before sending her off. Mr. Darling looked after her, gently whipping the tears from his eyes. His thoughts somewhat less jumbled, however, his uncertainty still not put to rest.

A few days later

"I'm ever so excited!" Mrs. Darling giggled with happiness. The Darling's all stood in the Nursery, before the window, suitcases piled beside them. John staring out into the night sky, searching the stars for the familiar figure.

Mr. Darling amusingly rolled his eyes at how giddy his daughter and wife acted, their faces overflowing with happiness, their eyes sparkled with excitement. George, however was getting quite anxious, checking his watch every two minutes, but yet still so excited inside.

The boys all played on the floor, pirate hats and feathers tied to their heads, swords and arrows flying around the room. They too were greatly excited to be heading off once more to the magical place, with the exception of the younger ones, who were a bit ticked off but felt it would be better to stay put. Mr. And Mrs. Keating had agreed to take the boys for a few days.

So everything was settled.

"How long does he usually take?" Mr. Darling asked eagerly to his daughter. Wendy's huge smile slightly flickered at her father's anxious voice. "He'll be here any minute Father" she said simply. "Please be patient". Wendy turned to the window, staring off into the bright London below their window, then turned her gaze to the beautifully lit night sky. Wendy sighed somewhat sadly, and dropped her gaze to her beautiful ring, fingering the jewel sadly. What was taking so long?.

Moments later, filled with now much more anxious and worry, the tension was suddenly broken by a loud crowing echoing from the distance. "Its Pan!. I see him!" John suddenly announced excitedly, jumping to his feet from where he had begun to drift to sleep on the floor moments ago. All the children suddenly crowded around the window to watch Peter make his grand decent to the balcony outside the Nursery window.

Another loud crow and Peter now was in perfect view, a huge smile crept to his lips as he saw the crowd awaiting him. Another thought came to his head, the Darling Parents. Would they be mad that it took so long for the preparations?. Peter thought hopefully they wouldn't, but when they finally get to the island would surely make up for it, hopefully.

Lightly, Peter finally touched down onto the cold metal of the balcony, a huge smile shooting to all the little eager faces at the window. Many questions soon bombarded him, but with another loud crow, they were instantly shushed. Even though Peter was happy that the boys came to the window in greetings, he still pined to see his Wendy.

Stepping into the window, the crowd of boys parted as he walked further into the room, and at the end stood his Wendy. They stood silent for a moment, just taking in each other's glowing appearance for they'd been apart for now three days. The lamplight showed off their bodies, which gave them a golden shine. Wendy was dressed in a light blue dress, short sleeves and a pink ribbon tied to her waist, her hair down. Peter just in his old leaves, which horrified Mr. Darling, Tinkerbell sparkled at his shoulder.

They slowly walked towards one another, they're smiles brightening, and they embraced each other tightly, giving a soft kiss on the lips and a little comforting squeeze before breaking apart and facing the parents. "Ready to go sir?" Peter asked with a smile, his arm still tight around Wendy's waist, her arms tight around his neck, her head resting tiredly on his broad shoulder.

Before Mr. Darling answered, he took in the two before him, their loving embraces, the kiss they just shared, not caring if anyone saw, and their bright and happy faces when in each other's presence. He hated to admit it, but they reminded him of when he and Mary were their age. So in love and care free, nothing could ever break them apart. All his anger suddenly melted away and a smile came to his lips. "Yes…I suppose we are" he said, suddenly slipping his arm around his wife and holding her like Peter did Wendy.

After shooting a smile to her husband, Mrs. Darling broke away and gave each of the younger boys a heart filled kiss and hug tears starting to prick her eyes at the sudden thought of leaving them behind. The boys all squashed into her arms, tried their best to try and reassure her one last time that they'd be alright. Mr. Darling helped Peter with the luggage as Wendy also bit her brothers goodbye.

"Everyone ready?" asked Peter one last time, checking to see if everyone had their respectable suitcase in hand. Wendy coming up beside him and slipped her hand into Peter's. A chorus of agreement came from behind them and he nodded to the awaiting fairy, who then eagerly sprinkled people with enough fairy dust. Mrs. Darling marvelling at the glowing like freshly fallen snow, Mr. Darling sneezed with disgust.

"How are we to fly?" asked Mrs. Darling, sounding a bit eager but also a bit frightened. Peter turned to Wendy and they shared a smile before answering.

"Why all you need are happy thoughts!" Peter announced a happy bounce in his voice. Wendy noticed the confused looks by her parents, and gave a little nod to Peter. Instantly, Peter tightened his grip on her hand and hearing her call out to watch them, suddenly flew into the air and out the window in a flash.

The Darling parents watched horrified as one by one the boys followed the two and shot out the window. Frightened, both parents ran to the window in search of their children. A sudden call from above them, raised their gazes to the sky, their eyes popping at the sight of the children floating. "Think of something happy Mother, Father!" Curly called to them. Mr. And Mrs. Darling looked at each other dazed, before taking hold of the other's hand tightly, shutting their eyes tight and letting their minds run freely.

Instantly, they began to feel their bodies become weightless, their feet now being supported by nothing but air. Hitting the ceiling, they opened their eyes to the horrified sight, but calmed after a few times of almost falling to the ground, and flew out the window to join the others. "Now where do we go?" asked Mr. Darling, still a bit uneasy that they were floating over London.

"Follow me!" Peter said again, taking Wendy's hand and again shooting to the stars, the other eagerly following, Curly and Nibs helping their parents to stay afloat until they got to the portal. "I feel…..a bit…sick" Mr. Darling stuttered, his gaze falling to the earth miles below then back to the sky before them. A sudden shriek from far ahead suddenly made them realize that the other were far ahead of them, playing happily while they awaited.

Once they caught up, Peter spoke again. "Hold on tight!" he called, now slipping his arm around Wendy's waist, gripping tight, her arm already weaved around his arm, her grip also tightened. Mr. Darling followed the instructions only to feel his body suddenly becoming sucked into an unknown source, screams of joy and fear surrounding the group as the stars around them suddenly blurred into nothingness.

Author: So...thats the beginning!. A know its a bit repetitive but yeah...I could re write it and make it less confusing. Please review and tell me what ya think!. Always looking forward to them...you guys are great thanks!.