This is the last chapter. Just a thank you to everyone for your support, I couldn't have done it without you :)

Austin

It had been three months, since the flying incident.

For the majority, they were able to convince people that they had imagined him flying, and the topic wasn't pressed. But there were a select few, such as Dallas and Austin's old friends, who still believed they had seen him fly.

Austin and Ally had worked hard on the play nearly everyday after school. At first Ally was deathly afraid of anything that looked vaguely like a s[potlight. But gradually as weeks [passed, she felt into a comfortable routine. Austin couldn't help but be so proud of her and all of her accomplishments. And he made sure that she kneww that.

"You're going to do great tonight," Austin murmered into his girlfriend's hair. Ally blushed, but pushed him away, intent on hearing the last words that the Drama teacher had to offer them. Austin grabbed her hand and started playing with her fingers, distracting her even more, much to her displeasure. The Drama teacher finished her s[peech, and Ms. Bennet made her way over to Austin and Ally.

"Hey you two. So, the scouts are coming tonight, and they're ready if you are," She smiled fondly at the eager brunnette who had the lazy blonde resting on her shoulder. Ally smiled.

Ms. Bennet had managed to change their scholarship opportunity. Seeing as how they wrote all the songs for the play, and performed the vast majority of them, the Scouts form Juilliard agreed to watch the play and make their decision.

"We're as ready as we'll ever be, right Austin?" Ally nudged the blonde boy who moaned in contempt. He shot Ally a look, before nodding.

"Sounds good Ms. B,"{ He murmered before resting his head on her shoulder again. Ms. Bennet couldn't help but smile at the adorable couple, before she making her way over to the orchestra to give them the same speech.

They sat in perfect quiet for a minute, and Austin couldn't believe that he had come this far just because of one girl. She never ceased to blow his mind.

"I'm going to go invite him to come watch tonight," Ally's words were the tickle of a whisper, and yet they still managed to make Austin's entire body cease up.

Ally had been living with Austin and his parents, mostly for two reasons. Austin didn't want to be left alone with his parents still, even after three months of slowly rekindling his relationships with them. Second, there was no way in hell that he was going to let Ally go back to her father.

He made sure that she never ever, ever, had to go back to her old home. He even swallowed his pride once, and bought her tampons. It was humiliating and terrifying, but it had been worth it,in his opinion.

Ally hadn't talked to her father much, and from what Austin could gather, he didn't seem to care where his daughter was, as long as she kept the fridge stocked with beer for him. Austin snuck into the house every three days with a twelve pack, so Ally wouldn't have to worry about it.

Together Austin and Ally had kept Sonic Boom open, and they used half of the profits to continue paying Mr. Dawson's bills. The other half they dutifully saved for University and College.

After two weeks of living with his parents, Austin finally began opening up to them, to the [point that he got comfortable enough to sell his flat. Without telling Ally, he placed the money into her University fund. He moved back home, and the weekend after, they spent a family day re-painting his room and cleaning it.

The week after that, they replaced his old twin bed with a queen sized bed, because Ally would always end up sleeping with him anyways, due to her nightmares of her father. He preferred it anyways.

The Darlings kept their distance, which Austin was happy for. Even though he had come to terms with he and Wendy's relationship seven years ago, it still hurt the way Mrs. Darling would look at him as though he could bring her daughter back. No one could bring her back. She broke him, so he broke her.

Austin would spend his earling mornings with his mother, enjoying every moment that she fretted over him, no matter [how embarrassing it was. He spent his weekends with his father, actually learning how to play catch, and they spent the long days catching up on the past seventeen years as well. Austin would tell his father about his problems, and Mike got the actual shot to be a father, having conversations he never thought he would've had the chance to have.

But the nights, those were Ally's. It wasn't unusual for them to stay up to two in the morning, just talking. Nothing ever felt more right to Austin, then when Ally was folded carefully under his arm, and the moonlight illuminated her features. He would tell her all about his adventures in Neverland, and she would laugh, and listen, and call Austin an idiot when it was necessary.

And yet something was always off. When he mentioned Neverland, she would always get this gleam in her eyes. It was like, hope, but at the same time it was sad, and it ached him to see her like that. Deep[ down he knew something was wrong. He just couldn't figure out what.

"Your dad?" Austin sat up, more alert than ever. He searched her eyes to make sure she wasn't joking. "Why?"

It was a sensible question enough. Ally had her stage fright because of her father. There were scars on her body from his fists, and tears in her eyes because of his anger. That man broke her, something that Austin could never forgive him for, even if he was her father.

Then again, it was all out of grief. Although that didn't make it better, Austin understood that grief worked in funny ways. He had his own run in with the nasty emotion.

"I-I want him to see me. Who I've become. And I'm hoping that maybe when he sees..."

Ally didn't have to finish her sentence. Austin already knew what she was thinking. It shattered his heart the way she bit her lip as it quivered, and her eyes shone with un-shed tears. There was no worse feeling than not being believed in.

"Shh, hey, don't cry," Austin soothed, p[ulling her into a hug. She rested her face on his chest, but he didn't care that his shirt was getting soaked. "I get it."

She sniffled. "Thanks Austin."

"Of course," He murmered. "We still have an hour before they want us here for make-up and wardrobe. I need to double check one of my lines with the teacher, and then we can go. But just a quick drop by, alright?" Austin was telling more so than asking. But Ally didn't mind his protectivness. It was nice for once.

"Alright," She whispered as the two of them stood slowly and made their way to the front of the auditorium. Halfway up, a shout caught them.

"Hey Austin!" Jimmy, a boy a year younger ran up to the couple. He was slightly out of breath. "Mr. Benson wants you to run through the wires one more time before you head to wardrobe."

"Well, actually Ally and I were-"

"He said no buts. He's excpecting you in five," The boy shouted, before walking back to the technical part of the set. Austin bit his lip in indecissivness.

"Hey, go see Mr. Benson," Ally kissed him softly. Austin shook his head.

"But you wanted to go invite your father I thought," He frown in confusion. Ally shrugged lightly.

"I'm a big girl. I can handle it."

"Absolutely not,{" The venom in his own voice surprised him. He held the brunnette tighter. She sighed.

"Please Austin," She whispered. He felt himself give in as she gave him her puppy dog eyes. "I need to do this."

He sighed, before wrapping her in a tighter hug. He didn't care that they were blocking the walkway. "Please be safe. Don't go in the house. Promise me you won't go in the house."

"I promise,' Ally smiled, beginning to detangle herself from him. She leaned u[p on her tiptoes and kissed the tip of his nose. "See you in an hour."

He took another fraction of a second to memorize her features, before nodding, and finally completelyletting her go. As soon as her fingers left his he suddenly felt alone. It was the same feeling he experienced when he lost Tinkerbell... and Wendy.

Shaking his head and rubbing his eyes to clear his thoughts, he headed towards the stage. They had set up an invisible harnes with wires to allow Austin to 'fly'. It was restricting, and he felt like a marionette, but there was absolutely no way that he was going to fly in fron of peop[le other than his parents and Ally ever again.

The entire time he sat in the harnest, floating above the stage, Austin was distracted. He did not want Ally to go see her father. Just the thought of the man laying one vile finger on her made him flare with anger. If he even... no, Austin wouldn't think about it.

The hour passed quickly, as he finally was released from the harness. Mr. Benson nodded in approval, before sending Austin off to wardrobe. He hoped to catch Ally before she entered the girls side.

But when he got there, there was no sign of the love of his life. Frowning, he assumed she was already in Wardrobe. He quickly entered his section, and was greeted by several of the art students.

After half an hour of adding slight make-up to accent his features, and ruffling his hair to perfection, he was handed green leotards, and told to dress himself quickly. He shedded his jeans and shirt, and pulled the green material taunt over himself. He thought he looked ridiculous as he re-adjusted the pointy green hat on the top of his head.

The Drama teacher came in and gave him a once over,before muttering about spandex and leaving in a hurry. Austin brushed it off, and went to the green room, where the other cast members were waiting nervously. Parents were starting to arrive, so they weren't allowed outside until the play started in half an hour.

Austin quickly scanned the room for Ally, but he didn't see her. His frown deepened, and a slight spark of worry fizzledd to life within him. He pushed it away.

"Mr. Moon? You have people here to see you," Ms. Bennet's voice rang out. Austin walked over to the door, where four people were standing with Ms. Bennet. Two were his parents, and the others he didn't recognize. He smiled, hoping he didn't look too much like an idiot in his costume.

"Hello," Austin smiled charmingly at the older women. They searched him with an appraised eye, before the taller one offered a nod.

"It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Moon. We are representatives from Juilliard, and have heard great things about you. We hope to experience them for ourselves tonight," She smiled kindly. Austin did too.

"Of course. It's an honour to be performing for you tonight."

Ms. Bennet took the two ladies away, as Austin turned to his parents. They smiled and hugged him.

"You are going to be amazing out there tonight," His mother wrapped her arms around him tight. Austin smiled back.

"Thank you guys. For everything," He smiled at his parents. His father clasped a friendly hand on his sons shoulder, and Austin met his father's worn eyes. But they shined with pride.

"Remember Austin, no matter what you do, or who you are, we will always be proud to call you our son," His voice was rough from emotion, making Austin want to cry too. But he pushed it away, not wanting to ruin his make-up.

"Where's Ally sweetie?" His mother looked up and around the green room. Austin felt his heart speed up, and not in the usual good way it did when Ally's name was mentioned. He plastered a fake smile onto his face.

"She's still in wardrobe. Something about girls and perfection," He lied through his teeth. His mother frowned somewhat disappointedly. Ally was like a daughter to her now.

"Oh, that's too bad. Tell her we wish her luck on the performance, and that she's perfect how she is," Mimi smiled at her son. "But make that last part from you."

Austin rolled his eyes at his mothers attempts, before admitting, "I already do."

His parents beamed even more proud at their son. His mother let go of him reluctantly, as though it might be the last time she would ever see him again. His father rufled his hair, before the drama teacher came.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave. The show starts in fifteen minutes."

Austin watched his father turn and help his mother away after they sent Austin one last bout of encouragement and smiles. As he watched them walk through the doors, the drama teacher asked him. "Were those your grandparents?"

Austin didn't stop looking at his parents retreating figure as he smiled somewhat sadly and replied, "Something like that."

"They sure love you," his teacher smiled, and Austin did too, but his eyes shone with tears.

"They always did," He whispered.

"Austin!"

Austin turned to see Mr. Reed run towards him. He looked flustered, and his face was red.

"Austin, have you seen Ally anywhere?"

Those words made Austin's heart clench. All the warmth his parents had installed in him vanished into the air. "Is she not here?" He asked, his voice showing his worry. Mr. Reed shook his head.

"No one's seen her since this afternoon. We're hoping she's just running late, but we thought we'd check with you first," Mr. Reed explained. Austin felt his blood run cold. This couldn't be happening. He plastered yet another fake smile on his face.

"Don't worry. She had to run and pick something up. She should be back in time for her first scene at least," Austin reassured the man.

"Alright, thank you Austin," He smiled, before rushing off for another task.

Fishing out his phone, Austin immediately sent Ally a text. He tapped his fingers patiently for five agonizingly long minutes for her to respond, but to no avail. He quickly sent her another, briefer, and more desperate text. Five more minutes quickly passed by without a word from her. He bit the inside of his cheek.

Where was she?

With shaky fingers he typed in her number. The drama teacher shouted at him to get off his phone and to get into position, the curtain was going to raise in two minutes. but he waved her off, and prayed for the other line to pick up[. He patiently waited through the five dial tones, before his own voice rang back through the speakers.

Hi, you've reached Ally Dawson's phone. This is her super hot boyfriend Austin Moon, so if you're a guy, hang up... unless your Dez. Or the Pancake Shack guy. Otherwise leave the message at the beep, and she'll get back to you as soon as I tell her you called. Beeeeeeeeeep!

Austin sighed and shut his phone, running an agravated hand through his blonde hair. The panic that had swollen in his chest was making it difficult to breath, and Austin wished it would go away. No, he just wished that Ally was there.

"Sixty seconds to the curtain's up! Moon get your butt out here!" Mr. Benson shouted. Austin closed his eyes and shoved his phone in his pocket. And he did the only thing he could think of.

The entire ceiling of the theatre was made of glass, the part over the stage was open tonight. It was supposed the cast the 'magical' sense of Peter Pan. Austin raised his eyes to the stars, found the biggest one, and closed his eyes again.

Please have Ally come, he thought over and over and over, fervently in his head. Please. Everything must be alright.

One of the first things Tink had ever taught him, was that nothing was more powerful than wishing on a star. Anything could happen if you had a little faith, and if you believed in yourself. But he hadn't been able to wish on a star since Wendy killed her.

But the past was the past, and Austin was done with living in it. He pushed aside all his old thoughts and worries. All his regrets and dead wishes. He was doing this for her. He was doing this for Ally.

Mr. Reed was starting to come towards Austin. Somewhat had started a silent thirty second count down. He could even hear the whispers of the audience quiet down in anticipation.

She wasn't coming.

Austin felt his head droop. Something happened. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it was bad. He felt it in his gut. His eyes started to water, and it took everything inhim as he started to walk to center stage.

"Austin!"

He skidded to a halt in his tracks. Even though everyone was going into a state of panic around him, and turned around, a smile lighting up his face.

She was there.

She looked slightly flushed, as though she ran, and there was something off. But a smile lit up her face, and she quickly ran and gave Austin a hug. He wrapped his arms around her, not wanting to let go.

"Good luck out there," She whispered airily. Austin nodded.

"See you in ten," He smiled, before reluctantly pulling away, and running to his spot center stage just as the curtain raised.

Austin took a deep breath to compose himself. Mr. Reed and Mr. Benson looked like they just had a heartattack on the wings, and Austin couldn't help but smile broadly as the spot light flicked on, illuminating him with light.

Just as they had practiced, he couldn't see anything in the audience, except for the first row - where his parents sat. They smiled encouragingly at him, snapp[ing silent pictures.

For a moment, it was just Austin, and the whole world. Nobody else. And for a moment, he was Peter again.

He felt that little sliver of laughter, and hope and dreams that he had been trying to hide for the past seven years explode in his chest. Everything that Peter was, everything who he was ripped itself from the fortress he had tried to build.

And in that second, he was truly, fully happy.

He took a deep breath, then spoke from his gut to broadcast his voice.

"Let me tell you the tale, of a boy who never wanted to grow up..."

Suddenly the harnest that was wrapped around his waist hoisted him skyward. He heard the audience give a slight gasp of unexpectancy, before the entire stage was illuminated. Greens and blues and vibrant reds burst from the darkness, as the people below him broke into the opening musical number.

As he landed graciously and bowed, the audience broke into peals of laughter and clapping. Everyone held their final positions as the screen closed. As soon as it was down, everyone broke into a frenzy as they quickly moved out the jungle scene, and replaced it with a bedroom. Austin ran aside, to where Ally was rushing out of wardrobe. She smiled at Austin, and hurried to the big bed on wheels.

Austin thought she looked gorgeous. Her brown hair was released from it's earlier bun, and fell around her face perfectly, framing her petite features. Just the right amount of make-up had been adorned to her, and she had donned a billowy white nightgown.

In actuality, Wendy had worn ratty pants, and an over-sized t-shirt when they ran away. But Austin didn't feel like corecting wardrobe.

The curtain rolled back, and Austin watched from the shadows of the sidelines, waiting for his cue. Something was still off about Ally... but he shrugged it off to her nerves.

"I don't want to leave the nursery tomorrow," Ally sighed, her fragile voice projecting surprisingly well. He felt a swell of pride for her in his chest. That was his girl.

"I know Sweetheart," A girl dressed a bit older and more elegantly than Ally said. Her role was Mrs. Darling. "But father knows best. It is time for you to grow up."

Ally sighed, and she looked like she actually deflated. Her acting was actually really good. "Alright mother, I shall see you tomorrow," She said, as Mrs. Darling tucked her in, as two boys walked on stage, dressed in pajamas. Mrs. Darling left the stage.

Ally crawled over to the edge of the bed, by the 'window.' She really just looked up at the stars.

"What are you doing Wendy?" One of them asked Ally. Austin was always confused at how people got this part of the story. Wendy was a single child. And Austin hadn't known how to fly before they ran away.

Austin waited for his cue before flying over in the harnest. The rest of the scene played out smoothly, with Austin sitting on the roof, and Ally singing Can You Hear Me Peter Pan. Austin did background vocals and some harmonization.

The rest of the play passed quickly, both of them acing everything. But everytime Austin looked at Ally, he couldn't help but think there was something wrong.

As the curtain opened for one of teh last scenes, Austin ran on. He didn't need the harness for this scene, so he was thankfully free of it. Ally was standing ceneter stage.

"Wendy, please, wait," Austin said, but his voice did an unplanned crack. The audience sighed, thinking he was acting out a heartbreak, but he was really just reliving his. Ally caught on, and when he caught up to her and grabbed her hands, she squeezed his.

"Peter, I can't," Ally said, and Austin had to remind himself that he was here, and not there. That this was Ally, and not Wendy. He wrapped her in a hug.

And that was when he saw the raging reddish-purple bruise barely hidden by her blouse.

As soon as he saw it, his eyes went wide. Ally's eyes met his, and she had a silent conversation with him.

Please don't freak out.

Austin wanted to storm off the stage, and right up to the Dawson residence so he could punch Mr. Dawson smack-dab in the face. He wanted to pick Ally up, fly her home, and spend all night tending to her broken body. He wanted to be anywhere but on the stage, where he couldn't do anything.

"What happened?" He asked, referring not only just to his line, but also as to Ally. She looked helpless, and he realized she wasn't acting.

"You were right," She cried, tears coming down her face as she leaned into Austin. "I wasn't ready for this. I shouldn't have come," She said, but Austin got the fact that she was referring to visiting her father. Austin held her tight.

"I'm sorry Ally."

Some of the audience gasped in confusion, and the teachers were having a hayday on the wings, but Austin didn't care. The only thing that was important was Ally. And suddenly, he knew what he could do.

When he first met Ally Dawson, Austin had two clear rules for himself. Never to fall in love again, and to never, ever, under any circumstances return to Neverland. He had always thought he'd be fine for the first one because of Wendy.

Ally Dawson changed his mind on that.

She proved to him that even with a broken heart, that there was someone who was willing to mend it for him. And that someone had been her. But now, she was broken, the one in need of mending. But he'd have to take her to the one place he swore he'd never return to. The one place that he could protect her.

Neverland.

Austin took a deep breath. The past was the past. And he had to fix Ally. He wanted to fix Ally.

He met her eyes, and she must of seen his determination when he said, "Why don't we just leave?"

"Where?" Ally sniffled a smile. But more tears fell off her cheeks.

"Some place that no one will ever hurt us ever again. Where we can be ourselves," Austin paused and found his parents in the audience. "Neverland."

He found his parents eyes. They were staring at him, crying. Austin's heart broke a little. He couldn't just leave them again, could he? They had been so generous, taking him back. Was he really about to throw it all away for some girl?

But what caught him off guard, was that his parent's were smiling. His mom, was crying, but she had the biggest smile ever on her face. She mouthed the word, "Go."

His father sent him one last smile, and an approved nod. He placed a hand on his wife's small frame.

And that's when Austin knew he could do it.

He turned back to Ally. She smiled at him softly.

"Let's go Austin."

Austin ran a hand lovingly through her brown hair. Yes, they were both broken, but they were going to fix and heal eachother over time. That was all they needed, was time. And he knew a place where it was unlimited.

On the sidelines, he saw the furious teachers hissing and trying to get the curtain closed, but it didn't matter anymore. Austin pulled Ally closer to his body.

"Hold on tight," He said.

And then, in front of everyone, they flew.

They started to rise slowly at first, and the audience wasn't quite sure what was going on. But everyone back stage froze. And stared at the coup[le center stage.

Slowly Austin and Ally rose higher, the moonlight shining on them in a natural spotlight. They smiled at eachother.

Everything was going to be ok.

It wasn't until they went out the open roof, that the audience realized what was happening.

But it was too late.

Because Austin and Ally were already flying to Neverland.

The End.