Well it has been a very long time since I've published anything and for anyone who followed my stories I really apologise, but here is something new and something i want to know if you all want too read, so please review!

Wendy had always know that one day the boy that always came back, would stop. She had dreamt that day for years, and then it had come. Peter had promised her that he would never stop visiting her, and that he would always come back for her. As Wendy stared out of the window she realised that it had been 4 years since his last visit. Wendy had been 16 at the time… yet he was still the same freckled red haired boy she had met the first time he had crashed into her room. Wendy had grown up considerably. She had been through a war and come out, grown past telling bedtime stories to John and Michael, but Peter had not. It was the one time she saw the truth in his childish nature, the reality that he feared, and the loss he knew was inevitable.

She was 20 now, with pressure on her to finally settle down and find a man who would look after her and protect her from the entire world around her. Yet all she longed for was the adventures and fun she'd had in Neverland. She never understood how Peter yearned to be a boy forever, to never grow up, but now she did. In recent times with suitors being piled through her door and swiftly back out she had needed the escape, a place to run too and someone to turn too. Michael and John were both too wrapped up in their own lives to need her like she needed them anymore. John even at such a young age was well on his way to becoming a bank manager, and as for Michael, well he had teenage problems to think about.

What Wendy hadn't noticed in the hours she had been sat on her window ledge looking down at the people passing, was the shape in the clouds above her. A large ship floating right outside her house…