A window opened in Wendy's house for the first time it had in her childhood in what felt like centuries. Beautiful autumn leaves flew in while Moira and Forte slept in chairs together, hoping and waiting for their children to return. The two did not see their children fly in the window.

"I know her." Jack spoke up.

"She looks like an angel." Maggie added, coming closer. "Let's not wake her yet."

"Okay."

The two decided to sneak into their guest beds and catch up on some well deserved sleep. Felicity came in, sniffling.

Forte heard her and looked down at his daughter. "Whatever is the problem, enfant?"

Felicity sniffled, wiping her eyes. Forte decided not to disturb the reunion between Moira, Jack, Maggie, and Peter and left the room. He looked around and shut the door gently behind him. They didn't realize it, but they were going far from Wendy's place and into the snowy park.

"Do you want to talk about it, child?" Forte asked, hoisting her up in his arms.

Felicity wiped her nose with her sleeve. "Maman died..."

"What?" Forte's eyes cracked wide open. "Th-That can't be possible, mon cherie..."

"It is... Capitan Crotchet stabbed her in her chest and she died, Papa..." Felicity's voice wavered.

"Where is your Maman now?"

"Back in Neverland..."

"Oh, Flick... That can't be possible."

The sun was shining as they left. Forte and Felicity averted their eyes as Forte took out a dark and gloomy parasol to keep them safe as Peter was lying down next to Cherry in his grownup clothes, only he was curled up and she was lying on her back.

"No..." Forte whispered, shaking his head. "No, this cannot be..."

"Maman died when that broke." Felicity pointed to her mother's best charm.

Forte got down on his knees. He set Felicity down in the snow and buried his face in his withering, spidery hands. "Fliss... That... That charm is very important... I gave that for your mother on what would have been her 20th birthday if I hadn't bitten her. That charm contains her life, I made her promise to never have it broken or taken off when her life would be threatened... And now, your mother is perhaps burning in Hell, as all murdered vampires do."

"Is there not anything we can do, Papa?" Felicity asked, her voice cracking as her tears dripped down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry, child," Forte pulled his only daughter into a hug, struggling out tears. His voice seemed to be a bit higher than usual as a lump formed in his throat. "We can't save your mother..." suddenly he heard tinkling like a bell. "Hmm?"

"Perhaps, I could help," Tinker Bell came closer into view. "Maestro, I wasn't very fond of your wife at first, but she really grew on me since she brought Peter home..."

"Who are you?" Forte asked.

"She is Tinker Bell, Papa, she is a pixie!" Felicity suddenly grew chipper to see the fairy again.

Tinker Bell laughed a little, then settled herself. "I'm not a nurse, but I have magical powers that can bring your beloved back... If you want that is..."

"Of course I do," Forte slowly told her. "Cerise is the rain cloud of my immortality." he stated, a darker rendition of 'sunshine of my life'.

"Okay, stand back..." Tinker Bell made herself go higher and she used magical rays around Cherry's body. The magic beamed with harmonious music coming on and giving Cherry a new necklace pendant to replace her old one.

In a flash, Cherry's body regained its complexion. She then coughed and slowly opened her eyes. "Charles...?"

"Oh, Cerise!" Forte pulled Cherry into a tight hug without warning.

"What happened?" Cherry stiffened in the hug.

Suddenly a man was cleaning up bottles which tinkered and woke up Peter, making him think of Tinker Bell. The man looked at them all, noticing them. "Hello."

Peter and Cherry looked at each other, then at the man long and hard.

"Having trouble with the missus?" the man teased. He looked just like Smee, only in janitor like clothing. "You will have by the time you get home."

There came a flash of light which got everyone's attention. "Tink."

"Say it, Peter." Tinker Bell spoke up. "Say it and mean it."

Peter looked long at her, he wasn't dreaming after all. "I believe in fairies."

"You know that place between asleep and awake?" Tinker Bell asked. "The place you still remember dreaming?"

Peter smiled and nodded.

"That's where I'll always love you, Peter Pan." Tinker Bell nearly cried. "That's where I'll be waiting." she then disappeared within the sun.

The group then decided to get back home. Peter took a risk and jumped over a high fence into Wendy's yard. Yes, he crashed, but he didn't care. Peter winced in pain, then saw a familiar face.

"Nana!" Peter beamed. "Come here, you drool machine." he went into the doghouse for Nana 8.

"Even Nana has descendants..." Cherry observed as Forte carried her in his arms. "Charles, I never thought I'd say this but... Thank you for preventing me from committing suicide when I was 19."

Forte looked down at her. "It was my pleasure, Cerise. I couldn't let it happen. We wouldn't have Flick..."

Felicity laughed as she watched Peter act like a real kid again and not being the stressed workaholic. Peter laughed with her and carried her on his shoulders. "Jack, Maggie, Moira!" he knocked on the door frantically. He then heard distant ringing. "Tink?" he went to follow the sound, dug up the snow next to Wendy's dog and took out his cell phone. "Brad, hi! Have you been holding this long?" Peter talked on the phone, then climbed up the drainpipe.

"Has he lost his mind?" Charles asked.

"No, Charles," Cherry nearly smiled. "He just found his inner child."

Felicity hugged Forte's legs.

Forte looked down at her with a cracked smile and smiled at his bride. "Cerise... I...I...I..."

"Aw, shuddap." Cherry snapped.

Forte gulped. "Yes, Cerise..."

Cherry smirked, then pulled him into a kiss. Felicity looked shocked. She had never seen her mother willingly kiss her father.

"Je ta'mine, Charles..." Cherry whispered.

Forte nearly felt warm and fuzzy inside. This Neverland experience really changed his wife. They all heard the happy cheering inside between Peter and his family. Cherry and Forte eyed each other.

"What do you say we go home and celebrate our way?" Cherry offered.

Forte smirked. "I'd like that, Cerise... Could I make dinner this time?"

"Of course, Charles."

"And maybe... Dessert?" the old man winked.

Cherry smiled sincerely instead of a half smirk. "Absolutely."

The Forte family contacted Monsieur Valjean to take them home. They were all packed and bundled together. They said their goodbyes to the darling family and they were off to go home. For the first time in their marriage, Cherry kissed Forte and this time, it wasn't to make him shut up. She really meant it. Felicity fell asleep on their way home with the big adventure she had endured.

"I love you, Maestro Charles Forte." Cherry whispered.

Forte looked back at her. "And I love you, Cerise..." he stroked her face with a bony finger, sending chills down her spine like whenever he would touch her anywhere.

Felicity gently snored and nuzzled up to her parents.

"I guess your adventure is over, Cerise." Forte whispered.

"Oh, no, Charles, a great man once said, 'To live would be an awfully great adventure'." Cherry quoted, resting her head on his shoulder.

Forte hummed with a smile as he laid against her back. He then glanced out the window and could have sworn he saw Tootles flying around London. Forte raised an eyebrow, but looked down at his wife with a smile, kissed her forehead and they slept on the way home.

The End