Chris's school was just letting out and Chris stepped outside, looking around for Becky as the other students rushed outside to get to their respective homes. Becky made it just in time and waved to Chris. Chris finally spotted her and waved back with a smile, then walked off to join her and go home.

Becky smiled. "'Ow are ya?" She asks the girl.

"I'm okay... Glad to be out of school for a while." Chris answered with a chuckle.

Becky smiled, taking Chris home. Chris followed. Mrs. Crandall actually seemed generous in school today and didn't bring out Chris's homework, for she didn't assign any like she does often every day to her students.

Becky smiled. "I be takin' a walk lat'r." she says softly, smiling gently.

"Walks are nice." Chris smiled.

Three kids from Danny's age group seemed to be walking together down the streets and they seemed to have gone into a dark alley instead of houses for some reason. One of them seemed to be the girl who wanted to be a pirate.

Becky looked, then frowned slightly. "C'mon, lets go see." she says quietly.

Chris nodded, going with Becky to see these mysterious children.

"Any of you find food?" the wavy black-haired boy asked.

"Someone ate it on the way..." the girl folded her arms, glancing at the chubby boy with them who just shrugged his shoulders with his mouth full.

Becky heard this and looked shocked. Chris looked up at Becky, then back a little wary at these kids, she didn't really know them.

"Well, I guess that's fine..." the black-haired boy shrugged.

"I'm sorry, guys..." the chubby boy frowned.

"We know, we know, you got hungry..." the girl sighed.

"'Ey, are you younguns okay?" Becky asked them, as she had recognized them from a little earlier, and was concerned why they would be hanging out in an alley.

Chris looked over with her friends and they looked a little nervous.


It had been about a week since Becky had started to work as Chris' Au Pair. She had a slightly better looking maid's dress now as they had wanted her to look smarter. She was just making breakfast for the family. John was awake first, but he was at his type writer right now as he felt an inspiring dream and decided to write it down while his wife and daughter were still asleep.

Becky had everything ready and decided she would take Mister John up a cup of tea. She put it nicely on a tray and took it up to him. "Mister John?!" she whispered, just loud enough for him to hear and not enough to wake anybody else.

"Oh, Becky, is that you?" John replied as he felt slightly startled.

"Yessur," Becky said, still in the whisper. "I got you a cuppa." she told him.

John soon opened the door with a smile. "Oh, thank you, Miss Becky."

Becky smiled up at him. "Sur, go a'ed and sit dow', I'll bring yer tea ova.'" she told him. Not wanting to make him have to take the tea tray himself.

"Yes, of course." John smiled back as he went to sit down at his type writer.

Becky followed him in and then set his tea tray aside so he wouldn't spill it, but so he could still reach it. She then made him the cup of tea the way he liked it.

John smiled to her. "Thank you very much."

Becky smiled. "I knew yer'd be 'ere, so I though' I could make ya a cuppa." she told him, handing it to him.

"You're sweet as the tea you brew." John smiled back as he accepted the cup.

Becky gave a quiet giggle. "Thank yer, sur... May I arsk what ya writin'?" she asked him, quietly.

"Oh, I had one of those dreams about being a little boy again..." John sighed. "Even back then I was more like an adult than a child at the time."

"When yer went ta Neverland?" Becky asked with a smile.

"Oh, yes..." John smiled bashfully. "With Wendy and Michael of course."

"I use ter love Missus Wendy's stories... 'Specially since I went there once mysel'." Becky smiled softly.

"Isn't it magical...?" John asked as he didn't accuse Becky of dreaming up Never Land.

Becky nodded with a dreamy smile. "Yeh, I played 'Turn 'em loose' wit'he Indians an' swum wit'he merfolk." she told him.

"I wish we could've been luckier with the mermaids..." John remembered like it was just yesterday. "Tigerlily was kidnapped, so the Chief was really mad at us."

"Really, sur?" Becky asked, amazed. She offered him a plate with a scone on it.

"Oh, yes, I had a plan against the Indians in case it got dangerous, but they turned the tables on us without even knowing it..." John smiled sheepishly and accepted. "Oh, I do love a good scone."

Becky smiled, loving being able to talk about Neverland.

"Were the mermaids nice?" John asked Becky.

Becky nodded. "Almost drown'd me at first... 'Til i told 'em I only wanted to be Peter's friend, sur; then they were friendly." she told him with a smile.

"I think Wendy said they tried to drown her too..." John replied.

Becky nodded. "Peter thought 'twas jus' fer fun." she remembered Wendy had told her.

"That boy..." John sighed and shook his head in equal memory. "At least he taught me how to have fun."

Becky smiled softly and then made sure his tea was topped up. "I 'ope to get the chance to go back soon." she told him still quietly as she didn't want to disturb the 'Missus'.

"Yes, let's hope so..." John agreed, even if Eglantine insisted he was only dreaming about Never Land and acted a lot like his father did.

Becky smiled and then looked at the clock in the room. "The Missus and Young Missus are goin' t'be up soon... I best finish off breakfast." she told him, respectfully.

"I'll see you then." John replied with a small nod.

Becky gave a curtsy before she headed out of the study to go and finish off breakfast.

John smiled as he then went back to write up his dream.


Eglantine was in the process of waking up while Chris was laying in her bed with her mouth partly open and drooling all over her pillow, she looked very sloppy and lazy compared to her elegant and sophisticated parents. Becky just went to the kitchen to finish off breakfast. She just had to finish off doing the boiled eggs that the family would have one each of. Eglantine soon woke up and went to refresh herself in the bathroom, she pouted slightly as John was not beside her in the bed when she started her morning. As soon as she had done, Becky set the table and then headed off to get Chris up in time for breakfast so neither would get into trouble. Eglantine prettied herself up as much as she could for the morning. Chris snored as she latched onto her pillow and even more drool spilled out, almost like a pool of her saliva in her covers.

"Chris... Chris, wake up." Becky said, giving the girl a shake on the shoulder.

"Guh... Huh...?" Chris snorted slightly from her snoring and soon tilted her head up and she pressed her lips together as she was instantly thirsty due to sleeping with her mouth open.

"Time ter wake up, Young Missus... Breakfast is ready." Becky smiled softly to her.

"Mmm... 'Kay..." Chris popped her lips, she sat up in her bed and rubbed her eyes before stretching to wake herself up a little bit more.

Becky went and helped pick out an outfit Chris liked.

"I don't like dresses." Chris pouted, but her mother insisted she wears them.

"Young Missus, you know I don' mind what ya wear... But the Missus insists." Becky said quietly, handing her a dress that was the least horrible.

"I know..." Chris sighed, then smiled to the dress Becky picked. "Oh, this one's much less frilly."

"It should please the Missus enough." Becky smiled softly.

"I hope it does... Thanks, Miss Becky." Chris nodded as she then accepted the dress.

"Young Missus, please jus' call me Becky." Becky smiled to her, and set to quickly getting the hair stuff ready just to put Chris' hair into a simple style.

"Oh... Right... Thank you, Becky," Chris then nodded. "Just no calling me 'Chrysanthemum'."

Becky nodded with a smile. She knew that already, as the girl had said it in the first couple of days she had worked there. Chris stared out the window as she felt trapped with the life she had now and secretly wished to go to Never Land like her father, aunt, and uncle did when they were younger.


The day progressed a lot harder than the usual day, both Becky and Chris bearing the brunt of Eglatine's bad mood and that evening, Becky was sorting out the curtains so she could close them against the light so no one could see the light and target it, and to keep up appearances. She hummed 'Second Star to the Right' quietly as she did, needing the comfort of the song. Chris was sitting on her bed, hunched with her legs in her arms as she felt very rotten due to her mother's nature which was out of hand more than usual today. It was just a bad day.

"Young Missus... Do you 'ave a bag packed?" Becky whispered to her charge.

"Actually, yes..." Chris replied after looking up to Becky. "I keep it hidden from Mum and Dad."

"I think we oughta go visit Missus Wendy ter find out how ter contact Peter... It ain't fair fer yer mother ter take stuff out on ya like that." Becky said quietly. Yes it was not so bad when Eglatine just blamed her for stuff, but to take it out on Chris for something she (Becky) accidentally did, that wasn't right.

"Aunt Wendy?" Chris smiled hopefully, she had always secretly wished that her aunt could be her mother instead of, well, her mother.

Becky nodded. Chris then ran toward Becky and hugged her legs with a smile.

Becky hugged the younger girl back. "Go get yer bag an' we'll sneak out now." she said.

Chris nodded with a smile as she then let go and went to get her bag that was kept away from her parents. She then grabbed the bag and pulled it out so they could go to her aunt's place. Becky didn't really have anything she could take and so she showed Chris how to sneak out safely, but quickly. Chris stayed close to Becky as they were on the outside and it was very dark out that night, it was more spooky than endearing as this was no ordinary night for anyone. Becky held Chris' hand and led the way to 'Missus Wendy's' house. Chris smiled up to Becky. There was light splashing under their feet from the puddles underneath their feet.