Chapter Four
Reunion

Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! I love them so much! Sorry it took me so long to update, I had like 747552786486 different things I was writing. Hope you like the chapter!

As I wake up I feel a strange, foreboding feeling. At first I can't pinpoint just why I feel this way, but as I lay in bed in the early hours of the morning it came to me all too suddenly.

But as the thought of Peter Pan hurries into my mind I immediately think about something, anything else to get my mind off the familiar blonde haired boy. I soon find I can't stop thinking about him and I begin to feel trapped in my own skin, as if the four walls surrounding me are about to cave-in on me. I quickly change out of my nightgown, grab a coat from my closet and fly downstairs like lightening. Sophia hasn't even woken up yet, and as I walk outside I realize just how early it is.

The sun has just come up and it's setting a soft golden glow on the city. The ground's damp from a combination of late-night rain and dew, and a chilly October wind is sweeping through my hair. As I walk along the nearly deserted city streets I wonder where I intend on going, but then before I can even realize how it happened I'm standing in front of my old house. The one where I first met Peter.

There he is again! Popping up in my brain any chance he can get!

I shake my head in a frustrated way and look up at the old house. As I fully see it my eyes glaze over and my breath becomes lodged in my throat. There are boards on the windows, condemned signs on the doors... Nails and planks on my window, that stained glass window that Peter had flown through.

STOP THINKING ABOUT PETER!

I walk closer to the front door and read a sign that says:

POSTED!
This lot has been reserved to be demolished.
on the twentieth of October. Soon to be the new
home of Bert & Shaw Banking.

I stare at the sign in awe and disbelief.

D-D-Daniel's... Daniel's father's... Daniel and his father's company are tearing down my home for a new banking location!

I walk away from the house before I start bawling. I walk around aimlessly for an hour, before deciding to go to Kensington Gardens.

I walk along a small pond, lily pads are floating on the surface and the tall grass next to it is swaying in the breeze. I look up and see the winding path and a bench in the distance, occupied by a blonde man who looked as if he were waiting for someone.

I barely notice him though, my thoughts of Peter are finally at ease and I'm looking forward to spending the day with my wonderful fiancé and planning our beautiful wedding together.

But as I walk passed the blonde-haired man I'm stopped by a semi-familiar voice.

I stop suddenly and turn around to face the man in front of me, and immediately my heart jumps into my throat. He has curly, sandy, blonde hair, brilliant, sparkling green eyes, and a slight tan; But the thing that caught me off guard the most is his whole presence, he gives off this vibe that makes me feel at ease, the way he's smiling at me makes me feel like I'm a little girl again.

I quickly shake myself back into reality, I question.

It's me, Peter, he says standing up.

Peter who? I ask, just to be on the safe side.

He frowns and replies, Peter Pan.

Immediately I laugh, I'm sorry, you must be mistaken, and I begin walking away, for all the worries and feelings I had been harboring for the past few days is flooding my mind at once as I look at him, and I feel like I'm about to collapse.

Wendy, please! he shouts, grabbing my wrist.

I spin around and stare at him, he drops my hand and it falls limply to my side, this isn't real, this can't be happening.

It's really me, he almost whispers.

I can't believe him, it's one of the boys playing a trick on me, they've hired this actor to pretend he's the same Peter from all my dreams and nightmares. Clearly they have a sick sense of humor.

It can't be, I shake my head.

It is, he smiles.

Prove it.

His smile falters but he continues, You used to tell stories to your brothers, I brought you to Neverland and we fought Hook, don't you remember? he asks worriedly, I don't answer. We danced, remember? With the fairies? You kissed me, he finishes.

You can't be the same Peter, he would've called it a thimble, I stammer.

I've learned a few things, he smiles sheepishly.

For a few minutes I just observe him. He smells like summer rain, fresh grass, the salty waters of Neverland, and even childhood, all at the same time. I look him in the eye and instantly I can see it all: Adventures, recklessness, innocence, pain, love, all at the same time also. Suddenly it comes to me, there's no question about it, I am standing in front of Peter Pan.

I ask, wondering if I've gone completely mad.

His smile radiates with relief and he nods.

Tears spring to my eyes and before I can stop myself I'm throwing my arms around his neck, Oh Peter I've missed you!

He wraps his arms around me and responds, I know, I've missed you too.

I let go and look at him, You've grown up, I say, a stray tear glides down my cheek but he wipes it away with his thumb.

He laughs.

What made you come back? I ask.

he answers simply.

I smile, But how did you know I would be here?I didn't.

All too suddenly and for no reason at all the thought of Daniel jumps into my mind. I feel suddenly guilty and very much like the scum growing at the bottom of the pond I had passed just moments ago.

Oh, Wendy, he breathes, cupping my face in his hands. I've missed you so much, he draws closer, and for a moment I'm tempted to give in but instead I shake my head fervently and wriggle out of his grasp, walking only a meter away from him.

I begin chewing on my lip as he asks, What's wrong?I can't do this Peter, I reply, beginning to bite on my thumbnail now.

I love you Wendy, he tells me. I thought we-

Before he can finish his sentence I turn sharply and shout, I'm engaged!

His expression contorts, then softens to a frown, I don't-I'm going to be married this summer, the tears are back and they're choking my voice, causing it to falter. I'm sorry, I thought you had forgotten about me.

He shakes his head, I could never forget you, I love you-Please stop saying that, I cut him off again, the feeling of guilt growing rapidly in the pit of my stomach. I can't be with you, I can't love you.But Wendy I'm back! You don't need him anymore, you can cancel the wedding, be with me! he pleads, apparently his immaturity and innocence hasn't wavered.

I can't do that Peter, it wouldn't be fair-It wouldn't be fair! a shadow of anger looms over his face. It's not fair to me! I have loved you for years and now I get the chance to come back you just won't have me!Well I'm sorry Peter but you waited too long! I find myself shouting back. You couldn't have possibly expected me to just drop everything and run away with you once you had arrived!

He stares at me blankly.

It's not like that anymore, we've grown up! I have responsibilities I can't just put off for you-Can I meet him? he asks suddenly.

I question, taken off guard.

Can I meet your husband-to-be?

He's gone completely mad.

And how would I introduce you? The boy who flew me off to Neverland when I was younger?Introduce me as an old friend, he replies.

I look at him, considering this factor.

All right, I don't know when though, he's a very busy man.Fine with me, Peter says contentedly.

We stand there in silence for a few seconds, then: Can we go see the Lost Boys?

Author's Note: I'm soooooooo sorry it took me so long to update and this chapter was pretty short! I've had a lot going on recently. I hope the chapter makes up for it though! Next one'll be up sooner! Thanks for reading!