Chapter 3:

~back at Neverland~

As you know the lost boys went with Wendy, so their dead. Sorry but that's the truth. So there are new lost boys, just warning you.

"So Peter says that we're going to get a new mother?" Timber asked.

"Yup, he said that she's very attractive." Corky responded, playing with his club.

"Will she read us bedtime stories?" Fuzzy asked he was the baby of the boys.

"We're so excited!" Twinkie and Binky said at the same time, they were twins. Tinkerbelle came flying in.

"Your new mother is hurt, Peter is coming soon with her but she needs help. She's hurt very badly, and he told me to tell you to get it ready." Tink chimed. The boys nodded and started bustling around getting the place ready.

~back in DC~

"Annabelle, Annabelle, come on wake up, wake up! Stay with me!" I heard someone saying this. I slowly opened my eyes. I felt an uncomfortable breeze on my chest. I looked down and I had a bandage tube top, I was still in my boxer shorts, thankfully.

"What? Where am I? Who are you?" I asked in an alarmed voice, scooting backwards from the strange boy in front of me.

"Don't you remember anything?" He asked I shook my head "Well you're Annabelle Darling. You're related to my love, but Wendy's long dead. I've been watching you since you came to this orphanage, which was about 6 months ago. I've seen how you care for the younger children here, and cry when they leave. But last night you got a new roommate and he beat you. You have one very deep; very long cut wrapping around your body. Going to leave a very pretty scar, but last night you met me for the first time. Then you passed out and I dressed your wound, you woke up and here we are. Oh and I'm Peter Pan remember?" I just sat there, tears welling up in my eyes, looking at my favorite book character in the world, Peter Pan. I started laughing, and then it went hysterical. I was mad. It was that or I was dead.

"Wait, you're Peter Pan right," he nodded eagerly, "well isn't Peter Pan supposed to help the dead children cross half the way so they're not as scared? So I'm dead aren't I? That's the only explanation. I'm dead, that's right; the cut must have been infected so badly that I must have died in my sleep right? That's really the only explanation; why else would a really hot Peter Pan be right in front of me? It just makes sense." I said, my eyes closing, I was smiling; tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"Uh, Annabelle, I hate to break it to you but you're alive, you're breathing and living. You're right here." He said grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. I winced in pain. He let me go realizing that he was hurting me. Instead he just wiped away the tears on my cheeks. I opened my eyes and he was right there, staring into mine. I knew we looked very strange. A red head boy in a strange green outfit and a red-blonde head girl in a bandage tube top with boxer shorts staring into each other's eyes so close the slightest push forward and their lips would've met. And then slowly, so slowly Peter started to move forward. The moment was so delicate, I couldn't move, I didn't move. And then our lips met. His lips were soft, warm, inviting, everything I'd always dreamt of. I savored the moment. I memorized everything about him, his smell, which smelt like adventure, fun, and woods. His hands slowly went up my back, and threaded into my hair, pulling me closer. And I let him. I wrapped my hands around his neck. When you think about it, the moment was kinda weird; a 12 year old and 13 year old making out in an orphanage in Washington DC, weird huh? Finally he pulled away, he sighed, and I smiled.

"So you're convinced that you're alive now?"

"Oh yes, and that Peter Pan is a great kisser." I said blushing.

"Very funny Annabelle, do you feel well enough to travel? I've got Tigerlily waiting for you." I just nodded. "Well then pack your stuff." I got up and I looked for my extra large duffel bag, I had a feeling I wouldn't be coming back. After I'd stuffed everything I owned into the duffel bag I turned to Peter.

"Alright I'm ready to go to Neverland."

Author's Note: Thank you so much for everybody that's reviewed, you make me feel so loved! Well I hope you like this chapter. Please review, no flames, as usual. Well that's all I have to say, R&R please. Well tootles! :]