Hey all, my muse has another short clip! :) Thanks for your patience, and let me know what you think.

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Wendy opened her eyes slowly, smiling softly to herself as the dream came back to her. There had been pirates, as usual, blue-eyed ones at that, but this time she'd been able to blunder her way back to him, instead of being forever separated by the almost-but-not-quite decreed by imagination and dreams.

The dream had been so intense that she could nearly smell the glorious sea-salt air, hear the ocean as it swept the shore, and…feel the sand beneath her cheek?

She focused abruptly on what she'd been half-gazing at, and saw to her shock that it was a palm tree. She sat up in a rush, looking about wildly. She found herself sitting on a beach of some sort, still clad in her night-dress, inexplicably clutching the sheet from her bed.

All around her, she could hear the animal sounds of the jungle that were both dear and foreign to her. The angle of the sun showed that it was still fairly early in the morning… or that Peter had just returned from Elsewhere. The thought of Peter surprised her, for she no longer felt the pang of regret that once accompanied thoughts of the forgetful boy. She supposed that was all part of growing up.

She focused once more on her surroundings. To her left, the ocean rolled in relentlessly… and she could see, several hundred yards into the lagoon, the Jolly Roger. At once, her cheeks flushed, as she realized that dreams were much different from reality, and no matter how differently she may feel from her past visit, her childhood self might have damaged relations permanently with her eager condemnation of the captain. Feeling strangely vulnerable, she pulled the sheet around her, and moved to sit on the outskirts of the jungle, beneath a large tree. Pulse still pounding, she tried not to focus too intently on the pirate ship, and began to attempt reasoning out why she found herself, finally, in Neverland. What was she to do now?

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Eyes as blue as forget-me-nots flew open in shock. Something was different. He could feel it in the air. He knew it as surely as he knew his squabble with That Boy would never end.

She was here.

He didn't know where, nor did he know why, but somehow, Wendy Darling was back in Neverland.