I don't own peter pan or jane okay.

and listen to Reunion from the return to neverland soundtrack when you read this chapter.

plz review if you want me to continue, i decided to write this becuase there aren't many PETERxJANE stories, just stupid WENDYxPETER ones

oh and I usually add more to every chapter becuase i keep getting more ideas to improve my stories, remember review ndd i'll return the favor :) I really want to start a new story about Peter Pan and HOOks daughter but i'm waiting to finish this story becuase i'm positive i'll forget to finish it, soo...plz review!!

Jane's point of view

Today it seemed like that star was taunting me, sparkling a little more than it always did.

I sighed as i remebered the feeling of being free and soaring through the sky. It felt like an addrenaline rush, having the wind blow through my hair, feeling light as you just float around in the air, having the whole world under you, and leaving all your troubles behind. I had the urge to jump out of my nursery window and just soar through the sky and to go back, but this time i wanted to stay there. All the memories pouring in as if it just happen yesturday and not two in a half years ago. Being kidnapped by that old codfish, trying to learn how to fly, going on treusure hunts, defeating Hook, and my favorite memory becoming the first one and only Lost Girl. That is all I ever dream of my whole life, and I got to live it, I think of myself as the luckiest girl in the world, and there's no doubt about it. I know there might of been other girl who got to go on these adventures too, but I am the luckiest out of all of them, sure some of them got to kiss Peter, but I was named the first ever Lost Girl, I giggled to myself at how cocky I sound, but I don't care. All of this talk about cockiness made me remember one special someone, Peter. I wonder to myself if he has forgotten, but he probably did, no mater how much it hurt to admit, I know that Peter Pan was a forgetfull boy and that I was just another game to him.

but jane was wrong, it was actually the complete opposite.

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Peter's point of view

"tag" Slightly yelled as he smacked Cubby on his harm playfully. Cubby didn't even know Slightly was coming up behind him, so it startled him, a lot. Which lead him to accidently wet himself. All my boys were laughing hystericly, The next moment we were all on the floor holdng are sides becuase it hurt to much to laugh this hard. Cubby's cheeks turned bright red in eather embarresment or anger i couldn't tell. After we all calmed down i decided that i was tired so i demanded the lost boys to sleep. They all wined and argued that it was to early and that they weren't even tired.

I started to get inpatient.

"Lost!" I said

"Okay!" they all said in unusion.

Finally i had time to myself, i walked away and slowly turned my back to them and walked into my room i thought i heard one of them whisper "ass" under there breath but i knew that they would never disrespect their leader like that....would day? My thoughts slowly drifted to how tired i was and i jumped into bet, mostly floated on it and closed my eyes, but that was a mistake because as soon as i did i saw her again. Everytime I closed my eye's she would just pop up into my head. I sighed as i missed this person but i did not know why i missed her so dearly. But it has only been...um...i'm not even sure? I think days, but every minute felt like years, especially without hearing her musical, chimmed voice, or seeing her childlike smile as it slowly came out of its hard shell. It was my job to rstore the fun in her hardend heart, I can't believe her own father would do that to his child. Ask them to be all grown up and to take care of their family while he was away, blahh! Disgusting grown up. I don't know what Wendy saw in him, maybe she liked him becuase he had...feelings for her too...oh Wendy, how I missed her, but She had choosen to grow up, and I couldn't change her decision, but It was actually a good one, not becuase she got to grow up, but becuase she had a family, and that's how Jane appeared, so I would have to thank Wendy when I get the time too, for having Jane, Jane was someone who actually could act comfortable around me, and she and I would have fun adventures together! But, maybe it is a bad thing that Wendy went and growed up, becuase, now I feel really hurt becuase Jane left me and I don't know why, I feel like my heart is being ripped into pieces, but very slowly, so it causes it to sting even more. Peter,I said to myslef, why are you even feeling like this? This is very weird. Uh! It must of been Wendy's and Isabell's thimble's, It must be giving me these weird feelings, oh wow I hate feelings, even the word offends me.

After I took Wendy home, I got bored so I decided to look for another 'Mother'. I searched and searched until I found Alondra, she was the first girl I brought here after Wendy, Alondra was a really good mother, but not as good as Wendy. Alondra was also very pretty, she had black hair that hung a little lower than her shoulder's, it was wavy, and she had big pretty brown eyes, but she wasn't at all adventurous, she was even less adventorous than Wendy, but Alondra was more motherly and caring. She was also as bad as Wendy when she talked about those stupid feelings! Why those every girl have to ruin everything! UH! Them and there stupid feelings! Alondra eventually left after I refused her, just like wendy.

A couple years later I went to find another Mother, but this time I tried finding one a little more adventurous, and that's how I met Isabell, She had dirty blond hair with curls and green eyes, but her's were mixed in with gray which made them look dull, She was hyper and adventurous, but also caring, she had a little more adventure in her than Wendy, but still not enough, It seemed like every girl in the world was born and raised to be caring. None had that adventureous side to them or the twinkle in their eye's that attracted my attention, not until I met Jane.

My stomach did back flips at the sound of her name. Why is Jane so special? Why does she give me these feelings? I know she is not like any of the other girl's. She is entirely different, she doesn't care if she gets bugs on her or if dirt gets inside her nails, She didn't even mention the word feelings even once, or love.....
Shiver's went up my back at the thought of that word. Jane was caring, but in her own way, she didn't go all phsyco over a cut on one of my Lost Boys knee, She didn't even care if we ate like slobs, she would even join in! Jane amazes me all the time, I hope she never noticed me always watching her from the side of my eyes, ever little movement she made was entirely different from other girls, and that why she was the first and only Lost Girl. It was her rightful place, but I still wish she would of wanted to stay, this is so confusing, when Wendy left, I felt a little sad but that's becuase she was my first Mother and thimble, but then the feeling went away and I eventually forgot, but the Darling family was still floating around somewhere in the back of my mind, I remember promising her to come back, but I just couldn't remember in time. But that old Codfish remembered, but how? I thought when your old you forget, but I know he certainly went blind, becuase how could he mistake Jane for Wendy. They look nothing alike, okay just a little. Wendy's hair was curly and golden brown, while Jane's was straight and honey brown. Wendy had light blue eye's, that were commen in a lot of girls, they mostly belonged to the more caring and motherly type, that's why Wendy was the best Mother I've had. Wendy's eye's were also a little different from the other blue eye's i've seen, hers had the most belief in them, which made me smile since people are starting to stop believing in Me and everthing else in Neverland. Jane's eye's were breathtaking, they were a mixture of blue and green, I think they called her eyecolor, turqoise or teal. Her eyes were the most dazzling eyes I've seen, or ever see. They were amazing, they were full of everything, they were mostly built up by belief, which I loved the most, they also had caring and some responsibility left in there, but they were overlapped with the most powerful thing in them, imagination and adventure, they also had more characteristics in them like bravery, strength, determination, and fun, they were the most magical eyes I've seen, Everytime she would look at me, my chest would feel very heavy and everything around me dissapeared, The strange part is that I liked this feeling. I only have had this feeling a couple of times becuase Jane wouldn't stare at me that much, she would always look around with curiousity, and this irated me becuase I'm used to having girls stare at me from the corner of there eyes all the time, but no matter how much times I tried getting Jane's attention, she would only take a quick glance to see what I was doing, but then she would look away and go explore something else, but why was I so eager to get her attention, and why do I even want it?

And finally another difference that Jane has from Wendy. Jane got Wendy's full lips, but Wendy's were dark red and Jane's, their to light to be red, but to dark to be pink. There lips were also shaped a little differently, Wendy's top lip was larger than her bottom, but Jane's are the other way around, her top lip is smaller, but has that heart shaped her mother did, but her bottom lip is different, it's the perfect size, it was made to surround the top lip. Jane did not have a hidden kiss on her right or left it was no where on her face, I wonder why? Did her kiss not belong to anyone? I'll have to ask her next time I see her, well if I see her. Another wave of sadness overwhelmed me. I sighed. I think I should go and visit Jane,but what if it's to late for her too, and she's...growned up? I realized I was holding back tears. Peter Pan do not cry! I told myself. YOU ARE PETER PAN FOR GOD SAKES! AND HE DOES NOT CRY OVER A SILLY GIRL!

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but Jane wasn't a silly girl I thought to myself. She was brave and adventurous, and she was The first and only LOST GIRL!

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"Mother." I shouted.
"I'm heading into school early today, okay?" I yelled loud enough so mother could here me from her bedroom, I grabbed my piece of toast and started walking to school. Ever since Mother got sick she's been laying there all the time. It made me very sad to see her like this, all weak and always tired. She would tell me and Danny less stories now, she got sick about six months after I came back from Neverland. She was healthy and fine one day, and then out of no where, she starts getting frequantly head-aches, and pains all over her body, they would just pop out of thin air and pop out in the next ten minutes or so.

flashback....

When father was here, he noticed that Mother was getting less like her self, he just thought it was stress but she would tell him about her pains, and that's when he decided to take her to a doctor, when they came home that evening, Mother was in tears and Father was holding her tight into his chest. I asked them both a couple of times what was wrong but none of them would answer me, I started to panic, I got really curious and anxious. Everything was quite, all I heard were Mother's quite sobs, and Father trying to hold back his. Father finally spoke and said for me to go to my room, I didn't understand, so I questioned why, the next thing that happened was unexpected, Father yelled at me to just listen for once and to stop being so curious and that if it was something I should know then they would'ov told me the first time I asked! This stung badly, it hurt so bad I couldn't even feel my feet, I thought I was going to fall onto the ground and cry, but I told myself to be strong, I looked over at Mother with my still shocked expression, and saw that her face looked like she agreed with Father! I couldn't believe this! After all this time I took care of my family while dad was at war, I get repayed with this? While I was biting my lip to hold back my sob, all I could see by now is bluryness since the tears already started to form, I looked at Father one last time and shook my head slowly and said.
"You are not my Father, I have no dad!"
And without looking back I ran up to my room and slammed the door. I still slept in the same nursery my Mother did, but right now thinking about my mother was not something I wanted to do especially since she had said nothing to Father to stick up for me. So there I layed, against my window, at the exact same spot where HOOk found me, but the funny thing is, I acrually wanted Hook to come back and capture me. So I'll be able to get a second chance to go to Neverland, and at that moment all the love I had for my Father dissapeared, anger replaced it. I wanted nothing more than to fly away and never look back

End of flashback.......

That memory still sends chills down my back, It was the first time my Father yelled at me, but it wasn't the last. That night Mother came into my room with Father right behind her. I was looking out my window and starring at the stars, well maybe just one star, the second one to the right.

Another flashback.....

"Jane." Mother spoke softly, I didn't even pay attention, I just ignored her. Do you think I would forgive her that fast, I may be just 12 at the time but I'm not that gullable. I kept starring up at the night sky and wished to be anywhere but here. Mother finally got the point that I was ignoring her so she just spoke knowing I'll here her.

"Jane, your Father is really sorry for yelling, but he is just fustrated right now," She paused and took a deep breath."Jane I need you to be a grown up for this second and just understand." I made no movement, her words frightened me. I couldn't believe my own Mother was asking me to be grown up, sure I expected this from Father but not her. Has she forgotton already. Has she forgotten about all those adventurous she had with Peter and The Lost Boys, oh no, this can't be happening, she was the Peter's first pretend Mother, She can't forget! She did the exact thing she promised Peter she wouldn't do, she grow up, and now she has forgotten, I used to look up at her and wonder how she could remember each exact detail from Neverland for all these years, noe I know theirs no hope for me. I'll eventually grow up and forget about Neverland, Fairies, Indians, Pirates, The Lost Boys, and Peter......
"NO!" I screamed!
"I can't! And from all people you are telling me this!" I yelled in anger, I was shocked at myself I never yelled at my mother like this, just except when she was planning to send me and Danny away, which never happened becuse Father came back so we all went to live with grandmother in America for four months.

"Jane I'm not telling you, you have too, I'm just asking if you could so you could understand what I'm about to tell you." Mother replyed softly. Yeah right I'm not stupid, she's trying to make me grow up! I turned away and looked down at my hands for a signal as "NO".
Mother sighed, hah! She was giving up, I knew I would win. Grown ups never win, I don't know why but it's like a rule.
"Edward can I have a minute alone with Jane." Mother asked in a sweet tone, Father nodded and left the room, I felt better with that old man out of the room. He wasn't my dad anymore, I'm not even sure if I even want a Mother anymore eather. The lost boys don't have one and they are turning out pretty good. Mother caught my face in her hands gently and tilt it up so I could look straight into her light blue eyes.
"Honey..'" Mother started saying, but I interupted her.
"Why Wendy, have you forgotten already, I thought since you were Peter's first Mother that you would remember, I looked up to you and wondered how you havn't yet forgotten but now I know you are no better than all those other grown ups!" I whispered this becuase I knew father was listening to our conversation, Wendy's face looked hurt and a little anger was startting to show, I looked at her like she was dirt. I kind of regretted telling her this but still kept my face hard. I've never talked to anyone this way, but it felt kind of good and bad. It made me feel stronger than the other person, but then I realized that I'm acting like those stuck up girls at school, but I was standing up for all children everywhere, that are forced to grow up, so why don't I feel better?

"Jane why are you acting like this? What have I done too you?" She paused and then continued."Nothing that's right, nothing except care for you and tell you stories every night, so why are you saying that I don't remember? I have as much belief as I used to have, and always will no matter how old I look." Mother argued back. I was starrting to get confused, if she still remembered, then why did she want me to grow up?

"Then why-" Mother cut me of and finished my sentence.
"Then why did I ask you to act grown up right now? Well that was for Father." Mother giggled and I saw that childish twinkle inher eye that always showed up when we talked about Neverland. I started smiling widly, I knew it! I knew she wouldn't forget! How could I even accuse her of forgetting, I giggled with her for a second.

"Ahh..there's my Jane." She said and put some of my hair behind my ear, how could I ever stay mad at Mother, how could I even say I didn't want a mother anymore?

"Mom, what did the doctor say?" I asked, and Mother's face hardened a little, but then softened, she got me worried again.

"Well Jane-" She took another deep breath I could see her eyes start watering and she looked worried, in her eyes I saw my reflection and it had the exact sme expression.

"I'm very sick and-..........and there hasn't been a cure made for the disease I have." Mother close her eyes so she wouldn't have to see my reaction, but I didn't have one, becuase that's when I died, My heart felt like it stopped and my face felt dead, I was emotionless, and my world came crashing down at that moment, I was blinded my water and felt like I was drowning, and that's how the whole night lasted, with me in my Mother's arms, sobbing into her shirt, and sitting next to the window.

End of flashback.....

It's been exacly 2 years since that day. I felt my nose tickle and my eyes started stinging, I tried holding back my tears by burrying my nails into the inside of my hands. I would never cry....in public that is, I would only cry in my room while everyone is sleeping, I can't show anyone I was really a weak little girl inside, if anyone found out I would shame the name Lost Girl, and I would never let that happen. Another reason I still stood strong was for Danny, I could never show him I'm weak, especially since he looks up to me too much, Now I know why Peter always tries to be the strong one and take the lead. He doesn't want to look weak infront of all those lost boys, now I know why he's so cocky. I giggled to myself, but his cockyness was...cute? Hold it Jane! Did you just say Peter was cute? Where did that come from? Oh no, I'm growing up! Wait no I'm not, I always thought he was cute, but I never let him know I was actually interested, I don't want to be like all does other girl's who talk about icky feelings, that word also offends me. I know every girl is suppose to dream about growing up, having the perfect wedding, and then having a family, but not me, I consider myself strange becuase I only dreamed of staying a girl forever and having adventures 24/7. Now that's better than wearing a big white poofy dress. Besides I prefer playing hide and go seek and wear leaves.

Danny was taking this harder than me, as soon as he gets home from school he goes straight to Mother's room since she's always in there. He doesn't play Peter Pan as much anymore he just does whatever he can to help out Mother around the house, he also always says that when he grows up he will become a doctor and figure out a cure for Mother to get better, he is always talking about how he wants to go to school and get all these degrees for being a doctor, and guess who is putting all these ideas in his little head? Edward ofcourse, it's been two years and I still don't consider him my Father, the first time I forgave him, but the second time he just crossed the line, the thing he said ruined my relationship with him, ofcourse I didn't tell Mother becuase it would of gotten her all mad and stressed out and the doctor said that was bad for her. I remember parts of how my second fight with Edward started. He came home from the store and went into the living room to watch t.v. but I was already in there watching my favorite movie peter pan the disney version, it was very fun to watch becuase it is one version of my Mother's adventure with him, and it was funny watching a cartoon version of him and her, the cartoon had no resemblence to Peter at all, the guy in the real version, now that was kind of scary, he looked exacly like Peter! Except Peter had glittering liquad deep green eyes and not blue. Okay, I'm getting of the subject, oh how distracted I can get, another giggle escaped my mouth. So where was I? Oh yeah Father came into the living room and sat on the couch while I was sitting on the floor leaning against it. He then looked around and grabbed the remote and changed the channel! This angered me becuase he didn't even ask if he could change it! I then ran up to the t.v. and changed it back, dad looked very mad, more like pist!

"Jane change it back now!" He yelled, this made me pister, he had the remote in his hands and he expected me to change it back, hah he made me sick.

"NO! I was watching Peter Pan first! And you just came in and changed the channel? Who do you think you are ...god himself?" I yelled, but not loud enough to wake up Mother. Edward looked red as a tomato, the memory of his face made me laugh. But I stopped as I remembered what happened next. He threw the remote at me! He practicly flung it at me as hard as he could and trust me he is a very strong man. It hurt like hell! It hit me on my right shoulder, I knew that it was going to leave a very big purple bruise. He got up from the couch and walked feircly over to me.

"Jane Melody Angela Darling!" He paused.

"YOU DO NOT TALK TO YOUR FATHER LIKE THAT!" He screamed in my face, his breath smelled like rotten eggs and sour milk.

"YOU DO NOT TALK TO YOUR FATHER LIKE THAT!" My whole body was burning up! I felt my fingers trembling and I could see my vision turning red.

"YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER REMEMBER!" I screamed just as loud, not caring if the whole world heard. That's when he erupted like a volcano!
I swear I could see smoke come out of his ears!

"DON'T ACT STUPID JANE! OH WAIT YOU CAN'T HELP IT BECUASE YOU ARE! YOUR ALWAYS WASTING YOUR TIME DRAWING AND WRITING IN YOUR STUPID LITTLE NOTEBOOKS THAT YOU NEVER STUDY FOR TEST! YOU DISGUST ME JANE! ALL I ASK FOR IS A DAUGHTER THAT CAN GROW UP AND BECOME SOMETHING LIKE A DOCTOR OR TEACHER, BUT NO! YOUR TO BUSY IN YOUR OWN LITTLE WORLD, BELIEVING IN THAT MAKE-BELIEVE CHARACTER PETER PAN! I SWEAR ONE OF THESE DAYS YOU'LL END UP IN A MENTAL HOME! BECUASE THE WAY YOU TALK ABOUT HIM AROUND THE HOUSE, IT ALMOST SEEMS LIKE YOU ACTUALLY KNOW HIM! AND I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE REST OF YOU DARLING GIRLS BUT IT'S SAD ON HOW YOU AND YOUR MOTHER HAVE THOSE UNBELIEVABLE CRUSHES ON HIM! IF HE EVEN WANTED YOUR UGLY SELF THEN HE WOULD OF CAME FOR YOU ALREAD, AND GUESS WHAT HE DIDN'T! SO GO DO SOMETHING ACUALLY USEFULL AND STOP WAISTING YOUR TIME IN THESE DUMB FANTASIES!"

As soon as he was finished I just turned and walked up to my room, becuase Jane Melody Angela Darling, daughter of Peter Pan's first Mother, and The First Ever Lost Girl, for the first time, had nothing else to argue back. I was defeated, and by a grown up. I wasn't sad, nor mad, I was crushed. All my hope, every ounce of it was blown away like pixie dust. I still believed though, no one in the world, especially my father can ever stop me from believing, but realizing that my life is technicly over, is something Edward had accomplished, and since that night up until this last night, I havn't looked out my window at that star, that holds the land that I dream of returning too, but not hoped, thanks to Edward.

Hope youu guys liked it :) I'm so going to continue it even though you guys don't like it haa :)