Chapter One : After Him.

Staring out the window at the stars was becoming a nightly occurrence for the petite brunette, remembering the dance they had shared, remembering the pirates and the fighting. Looking briefly from the stars to her reflection in her mirror, Wendy wondered if Peter would even recognize her anymore. She was no longer the child that had flown away with him, yet she wasn't the woman she was supposed to become yet either, she was stuck in the in-between - a place she didn't like at all.

Yes she had begun the phase of becoming a woman, she had started years ago when she said goodbye to Peter and all he had offered her, she had dated boys and grown in all the right places. She was finally about to graduate from school and had been offered a place in one of the highest universities to study writing.

But something was missing. He hadn't visited since that night, and there were times she wondered if it had all been a dream, the boys had forgotten all about Peter and their adventures. She knew because she had tried long ago to have conversations, to remind them…it was as if they remembered nothing before the Darlings had adopted them.

"Peter, what are you doing right now?" she whispered into the breeze before stepping back from the window of the nursery and heading for her own bedroom.

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Peter Pan watched the girl walk away from the window, her once curly hair was gone, the messed up hair of a child who had nothing better to do then play. Now her hair was straight, to her shoulders and her smile rare. His Wendy had grown up.

It wasn't easy after she had left, sure he had Tink but it had been a long time before any more boys came to the Never Lands. Watching them spend every day with Wendy when he could not had been torture. Hearing her stories, and watching the boys show her their school work…

The small fairy accompanying him zipped before his face, a sympathetic look on her tiny features. "What are you looking at me like that for?" he shot out annoyed.

"I only come to hear the stories Tinkerbell" he looked back towards the nursery that had been empty for many years "I made my decision a long time ago…"

Again the fairy looked saddened but Peter looked away "We better get back" he said softly not waiting for a response before taking off.

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"But Wendy-"

"Dad I cant marry someone I don't love - I wont" she protested angrily walking from her closet, an armful of clothes over her arm.

"Wendy Darling! Mr James is a perfectly well brought up man, he's a lawyer Wendy and he simply adores you"

"Dad I don't love him, I barely know him" Wendy looked into her father's eyes, silently begging "Please don't make me do this"

Mr Darling turned away from his daughter, her gaze too painful "Wendy I…" he paused meeting his wife's gaze across the room "Im sorry"

Wendy turned away from her father and fled the room she had come to call her own. She didn't grab her bags, she didn't kiss her brothers goodbye, she just ran, tears falling from her eyes as made her way to the only place she knew they would never think to look for her.

Kensington Garden.