Peter noticed the smile and brought her closer. The air was warm, perfect temperature with a breeze which just lifted her hair gently as it wondered on by. The sky a pale blue.

He lifted his hand to her cheek, and as he did so she looked at his eyes.

They grew closer...

Their lips touched.

The tenderness of the kiss was as though a feather had brushed the skin, but still an electrifying tingle shot through her body from head to toe.

Charlotte rested her forehead against his and felt the safest she had done since she first arrived at this strange island; full of different things, smells, noises and that little pan pipe. She smiled to herself when she remembered seeing the flowers which had way too many petals to be anywhere near normal – and yet it all seemed right now.

She pulled away slightly, only just realising that Peter's arms had found themselves around her, holding her, keeping her safe.

"Peter" she mumbled.

"Yes?"

"May I kiss you again?"

He turned and faced her. His eyes shone as he stared back into her, as though he was reading her soul.

"Let me…" he said, picking her up in his arms and taking her back in cover. As he placed her down on the bed, he noticed how beautiful she really was. How her hair, fell around her face, how the curve of her body was making her dress flow like water, how her smile made his heart pull with a feeling stronger than before.

He lay on his side next to her and she turned to face him directly. She drew her hand around the contours of his face then gradually to his neck and shoulders, following the rough stitching of his clothes and smiling at the thought. Her eyes locked onto Peter's.

He couldn't say anything, even though he wanted to. He smiled back, but he wasn't sure what was going to happen next. It faltered slightly as her hand wondered on, but still he couldn't stop looking in those eyes…

Those beautiful, blue eyes. He mumbled her name,

"..Wendy"

Her hand stopped. The look on her face was of complete confusion and it took her a few seconds to start opening her mouth but only to close it again; repeatedly.

"Oh my, I'm sorry!"

"No... Wait, what?"

"I didn't just say her. That. It. Wendy. Er," Peter spluttered. His heart was pounding in his chest and he was sure that Charlotte could hear it "I don't know."

"You loved her didn't you?"

"Yes. NO!" He paused, "maybe."

Charlotte gave him a look, an expression he had never seen before, hugged him and then, without a single word, got up and walked away.

Great one Charlotte, done it again have you? Nice. Way to go.

It began to rain, the sweet rose taste made her angry. She always did this. Picking out the guy who was in love with someone else, just now that person was dead. She kicked sodden leaves as she carelessly wondered off from the tree.

She couldn't remember the last time she was this angry or annoyed. How could you do this to yourself Charlotte? Couldn't you have learnt from last time?

She stopped and sat on an old rotting tree trunk. She watched a small glowing insect wonder away scavenging for food. Closing her eyes the only thing she could think about was the look on Peters face and then the burning image of him.

"Twat." She said aloud to the nature around her.

She hadn't thought about Tom for a long, long time. How he had befriended her when they were in school, grew up together in a stupid "boyfriend and girlfriend" cliché of a childish relationship. Then he moved away. Of course Charlotte thought that that was that, to carry on growing up and going separate ways and meeting other people along the way.

Well, she thought that. To this day she wished he never send that card with his stupid number. She wished that she never had sent that flaming text message, basically inviting him to call.

She brought her hand up to her head and hit it repeatedly, getting up only made her remember that evening…

"Hello?"

"Hi! How are you, we haven't spoken in ages!"

"No, well you were in a different country." Charlotte said with her eyes rolling. "And I am well thanks, you?"

"I'm good yes, just walking the dog at the moment, getting out of the house and stuff."

"Sounds like fun."

"Yer, it is!" He didn't get the sarcasm.

"So, erm, what did you call for?"

"Oh, I dunno really, just thought I would have a chat." There was a pause then "So I hear you are in a relationship."

There it was. The 'I'm not jealous, but I'm just wondering if you are available' comment. Oh my God. Really? Charlotte thought. She answered in a bored tone as though it was an exam. "Yes."

"Oh, he nice, treating you OK?"

"Fine, thank you. What about you?"

Crap. She shouldn't have done that. She knew as soon as the words cascaded out of her mouth she would regret this.

"Well, I've you know… there was a couple, but nothing special."

"Oh right, well I'm sure you will find someone now you are back."

"Well actually, that is sorta the reason I called." Tom said quickly.

"Why?" Charlotte didn't know at that point if she had been abducted by aliens and examined only to have part of the brain that deals with common sense removed and bottled.

"I still have… feelings for you." Tom took a deep breath in and let it all out, "I still like you a lot. I didn't want to have anything with anyone else, because I thought that maybe we would still be together. I wasn't sure, so I thought best take the safe side and just not do anything, I mean there is no harm in doing that right? And besides, I do have strong feelings for you. I think I still love you."

Charlotte didn't think her mouth could go any wider that that point. She gaped for a while, the phone stuck to her ear and all she wanted to do was throw it against the opposite wall. "Right, well I don't think that is the case this end…"

"You don't have to say now, maybe send me a message or something, have a think about it yer? Ok, well I have to go now, I hope you enjoy the rest of your evening, I'm sure I would if I was you!"

"Ok. Er, Bye?"

"Bye!"

The phone dropped from her hand onto her lap. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. The first time she had heard from Tom in what felt like a thousand years and he just said that he still loves her.

Bloody wonderful situation you got yourself in there... She thought. She brought her hand and hit her face to try and get some sense back into the moment.

It was then she realised where she had walked to. Her heart ached of the events that had happened since she had been in Neverland.

She stepped forward a few more steps...

A/N

Well I have finally got a chapter up! It has taken me a long time to do this, I know and I'm sorry! But after so many people have reviewed and sent me messages, I couldn't help but do another one!

The ending of this chapter may seem a little odd, but it will all tie in - don't fret! :D

Thanks for reading, and review if you have the time!

Sparkie (: