Chapter 7

The next day Peter and Wendy travelled all around Neverland searching through caves, swimming in lagoons, talking to the Indians who Wendy hadn't seen in years, and even visiting the abandoned ship of Captain James Hook.

"What happened to the crew?" asked Wendy.

"Well there are some went to live among the Indians, you wouldn't have recognized them now though. Some made houses in the forest, but no one has seen Smee since Hook was swallowed by the crocodile." Explained Peter

Wendy and Peter stood on the deck of the ship and ran to the spot where her and Peter shared their first kiss. She lay in the spot and looked up at the sky.

"Do you remember Peter… do you remember what I said." Asked Wendy

"I'll never forget it." Said Peter

He walked over to Wendy and leaned against the mast.

He looked at her, then walked closer and leaned over and offered his hand.

Wendy looked at Peters offering hand and took it. He pulled her up toward him and then pulled her close. He held one of her hands and put his other hand on her waist. He then started to dance with her. Wendy looked up at Peter and smiled. He smiled back and they just danced till their hearts content.

Before Wendy knew it they were flying and dancing like they had so many years ago, the only difference was they weren't surrounded by fairies, but instead moonlight and on board the Jolly Roger.

After a few days they flew back to London and continued their lives the way they were going before anything bad had happened; everything was perfect.

It was March now and everything was starting to warm from the cold winter that lasted longer than anyone wanted. It was almost Wendy's birthday, on the twenty eighth Wendy would turn twenty five. Peter had everything planned but would not give the slightest hint about what was to happen.

The twenty eighth rolled around faster than expected, and Peter waited in the living room of Wendy's apartment; well the apartment sort of belonged to the both of them since they could never stand to be apart, so Peter moved in.

"Wendy I do not want to rush you on your birthday; however, if you do not go a little faster we might be late." Yelled Peter,

Wendy yelled back at him that she was almost finished, and she just had to do some finishing touches.

Almost two minutes after Peter told Wendy to hurry she appeared in the living room and had her coat on ready to go. "I thought we were going to be late." Wendy stated.

Peter jumped up, "Oh, yes." He ran to the door, grabbed his own jacket, put it on and then escorted her out of the room. They climbed into a car and it drove them to a hall downtown. There were balloons all around the door, and streamers hanging all over. "What did you do?" asked Wendy, she turned to smile at Peter.

"You'll just have to see now wont you." He said, and then got out of the car, walked around to the other side and opened the door for Wendy. He offered his hand and helped her out.

"Thank you kind sir." Said Wendy

"You are more than welcome my lady." He replied

Wendy took Peter's arm and then they walked through the door into the hall. It was packed with people, but this time Wendy knew almost everyone. There was the odd man that she had never seen before, but they looked awful familiar at the same time.

Wendy sooner than later ran into almost everyone at the party, and everyone wished her a happy birthday. It wasn't until Peter took Wendy's arm and led her to the group of men she did not know, that she finally got to figure out who they were.

"It's so nice to see you after all these year." Said one of the men to Wendy, "It has been so long Wendy, you look so much more grown than before." Said another

Then a familiar man stood out from the crowd, Wendy noticed it was Slightly and clued in to who these men were and why they looked so familiar. "The lost boys?" she hesitated to say.

Peter looked from Wendy to the men. "Well I would say they are men now."

Wendy smiled. "You all came, for me?" she asked

All the men nodded and waited for her next words.

Wendy was so happy to see them all again, she felt she was a child, back when everything was so much easier. "I've missed you all." She said

She walked towards them all with a gesture of a group hug, and immediately everyone gave her one.

All the boys—well men—talked to Wendy and Peter for ages. Later on Michael and John showed up and found the group and were happily re-united with everyone.

Everyone seemed like nothing could possibly ruin there forever happiness, at the moment everything seemed perfect.

The night was magical for everyone, and everyone left with a smile on their face.

Wendy and Peter returned to their apartment and made love.

As they lay there cuddling Peter leaned over to the bedside table and pulled out one of his socks. He then turned on the bedside lamp and reached into his sock and pulled something out that Wendy couldn't see.

Wendy stared at him puzzled, as she sat up. "What are you up to?" she asked him.

He just looked deep into her eyes and started his speech.

"Wendy, since the moment I started flying to your window to hear your stories about Cinderella and Snow White, I couldn't stop. Something about your voice made me come back every night. I wanted to meet you so bad, I had butterflies every time I watched you re-enact your glorious adventures. Then one night I got a load of courage and flew into the nursery and saw you sleeping, I wanted to wake you, to talk to you. Just as I was about to your eyes flew open, I was startled and I flew to the side of the room hoping that you didn't see me. Of course you did, so I flew out the window, and your dog caught my shadow. I couldn't even thing of facing you again, but I had to get my shadow back. So that's what I did, if it wasn't for you Wendy I would have never got that damn thing back on. Then you flew with me, I was the happiest boy in the world. We spent time together, danced together, fought together, and had feeling for each other together. Then you left; just like that, but then you re-entered my life as fast as you left it and ever since then I have never been so happy. I will never, ever let anything hurt you, or anyone touch you in unmentionable ways. I will protect you; watch over you, I will be your slave. I love you, so, so much with every piece of my heart; happy birthday."

Wendy sat with tears about to pour out of her eyes. Then Peter got out of bed, pulled Wendy to the edge so she was sitting with her feet dangling over the side, and he knelt down on one knee, and held out the object that came from inside his sock. Wendy gasped and moved her hands to her mouth in shock. She couldn't believe what was happening. "Wendy Moira Angela Darling, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" asked Peter.

He opened the box to revel a ring that was most extravagant. He looked into Wendy's eyes and by now the tears were flowing out.

He noticed a slight nod to her head, and that nod grew bigger. "Yes…yes." She managed to say

Peters smile grew a thousand times. He took the ring out of the box and took her hand and placed the ring on Wendy's finger. "Perfect fit." He said.

Then he got up and smothered her in kisses. Wendy was overcome with joy; she thought she could die of happiness.