This is a one shot, it's my first Peter Pan fic. Hope ye like it!

I have no idea what the man of Wendy is called, so I am making him up. I have seen the second movie, but for some reason it sort of disappeared in my memory. The first one though, I know by heart of course! I am a true Peter Pan fan! I am and always will be!

The night was bright and stars covered the sky, still it didn't feel right to Wendy. Something was wrong with the night, or maybe not wrong, different was a better word. She looked up and her eyes focused on a particular star.

"Neverland..." she whispered to herself and a sight escaped her lips. She sometimes longed to be there again, but after her daughter had been there, she hadn't heard anything of Peter Pan again. It was a shame really, it was a beautiful world he had shown her. The most beautiful world she had ever seen and would ever see. She knew for a fact that her life was almost over, she was old. But the child within her was brightly alive, she felt it. Her door opened and she looked to who had come into her room. She was a little dizzy, she had been focusing on the stars for over an hour now. The man who had opened the door was now standing beside her.

"You know Wendy," The man said and looked her in the eyes, "I think I believe you know, I know it's late to say, but I actually believe you." Wendy looked at her husband puzzled.

"I am sorry?" She asked him.

"I mean, you told me long ago. A story about that land where you have been." The man told her, "I said you must have dreamed that or something, but I actually believe you now."

"How did that come, Richard?" Wendy made room for him to sit in the windowsill beside her.

"I looked at the star, you pointed it out and said it was Neverland. I looked at it Wendy, long. Minutes passed and I kept my eyes of that particular star. And suddenly the thought that you could actually lie about this all disappeared. It was like magic. I saw a green beautiful land, a sky of blue, water that glistered in the light of the sun. It was so amazing, and I knew I wasn't dreaming. It felt real, Wendy."

"You have been there." She whispered and let her lips touch those of her husband, "Neverland..." She said even softer, while there lips where still touching.

"Aren't we to old to do this?" Richard asked her and she looked at him in the eye.

"You are only old if you believe you're old. Be young Richard, believe you're still young. And you will die that way."

"Forever young?"

"Yes, for ever and beyond."

It was only the next morning, her words became true. In the night that Richard had said he believed her and had been in Neverland himself, she had taken her last breath. She died in her sleep. Her dreams suddenly stopped in there tracks and everything was black. She was only scared one brief moment. When she remembered her own words.

'Believe you're still young. And you will die that way' Than she heard a whispering, she knew the voice and she recognised who it was, 'This is Neverland' The voice said.

"Peter..." Her own lips had whispered and the last breath escaped her lips. Her head fell to the side and her body relaxed.

This is a load of shit, at least I think it's shit... Please review. I really want to know what YOU thought!