Hey! I looked at the first chapter again on fanfiction and WOW it glitches out! Don't worry I fixed this chapter :)
This has never happened before and shall never happen again. Now our story begins long before the stories you know to be Peter Pan and his adventures with Wendy and Jane. This was to be known as the biggest adventure Neverland was to ever know.
"James.." The woman paused, taking a glance up at her husband, who was walking out the dark brown wooden door. He paused, turning to his wife, who was once merry, now distraught. The woman with her blue eyes captured his, her light lips forming the words that can create so many emotions.
"...I'm with child"
The months traveled by fast, the couple now joyed that their new baby was coming. James made a proud father of himself to the unborn child, as well as Marinea, his wife who was always evervesant. Indeed, they were a very charming young couple. The talk of London, in fact. For they were new to the area, or 'out of towners' if you will. However, they did make friends with the family next door, with the last name of Darling. They visited them frequently, since Angela darling already had a child of her own. A son, George Darling. While Marinea was with child, Angela gave advice to her. They were lovely people as told by the expecting mother.
Marinea gave a small giggle as the boy of the age of six laid his ear against her round tummy. He listened oh so carefully for a sound. Suddenly, young George felt a kick against his ear, which made him jump, making the room laugh. George glared at Marinea's enlarged tummy. His action caused his mother to gently poke his arm, as if scolding him for glaring. "George, don't be rude. Apologize to Mrs. Newport." Angela corrected, giving him a look all mothers give to their children. George sighed, looking back to the guest. Marinea giggled softly, not taking her hypnotic blue eyes from the child. Before the young boy could speak, Marinea politely interrupted. "My dear George, I'm terribly sorry, my baby didn't mean it.." She began, giving him a sweet smile. "Its been kicking a lot lately," She spoke softly, the room falling silent, her husband pausing from his conversation with Angela's husband, Michael. James watched his wife talk to the small child, a loving grin forming on his face. "But I'll tell you a secret.." Marinea continued, her eyes not breaking from the child, he staring right back at her. "The baby is dreaming, and it's just having a bad dream" She gently took the child's hands, and placed them on either side of her tummy. The baby was no longer kicking. George looked at her tummy, and back up at Marinea. He had a look of astonishment. "Its having a good dream now!" George exclaimed, smiling joyfully, taking his hands off her tummy. James chuckled softly, his black shoes taking him across the floor, to the boy and his wife. Once he reached them, he ruffled the boy's wavy black hair, and gently took his wife's hand, helping her up.
"Its about time we shove off for bed" James grinned politely at Michael and Angela, who nodded. Angela peered over at George, giving him a warm smile. "Its about time for young ones to cast off to the stars as well, Angela nodded, standing up from her chair, picking up her sleepy child, then looking over to the Newports. "Goodbye dears" She whispered, smiling warmly at the growing family, then proceeding to walk up the stairs with her now sleeping child.
After the goodbyes of the two families, James led Marinea to their house, directly next door. Their house was not to different from the neighbors despite the colors of the rooms.
No sooner did they go to bed, their long awaited baby was ready to meet the world. James rushed and called their next door neighbor, Michael, who was a doctor. The neighbor had rushed over, and helped Marinea in any way he could. James stayed by her side the whole time. After roughly two hours, a cry was heard, that of a baby's. Michael held the crying baby in a white towel. James held his wife's hand, she catching her breath. "Its a girl!" Michael exclaimed, handing the tiny baby to its mother. Marinea was now breathing normally, taking her baby, who was swaddled in a towel. Almost the exact moment the mother held her daughter the baby stopped crying.
"She's beautiful James" Marinea was smiling ear to ear. She was in love with her new baby. Her husband looked down at the child. The baby looked back up at her father. Oh and she did have the most gorgeous blue eyes. More blue than her mother's, you might say. James chuckled, looking at this creation. "She is, love" James smiled down at his wife, then his baby.
Michael chuckled. The Newport family was genuine. "Everything seems normal with your child. I better be heading home to the Mrs" he finshed, after adding a congratulations.
"Now.. what are we going to name her?" James asked his wife, since she had the honor of naming their firstborn. Marinea giggled softly, cradling their baby in her arms. It seemed she had already chosen a name. "Nyana. Nyana Marie Newport" Marinea stated, not taking her eyes from the child, who was looking at her mother, smiling!