Wendy awoke on a bearskin blanket and was wrapped in a quilt. She inhaled deeply and rubbed her eyes with her hands. She looked to her pale white and blue hands and sighed. She had hoped that the squid ink would make her skin go back to normal. Alas, beggars cannot be choosers. She slowly sat up, being careful because her still healing injury and scanned her surroundings. She was in Dead Man's cave. She smiled also realizing that she was clean of dirt and grime, only one person would do this.
"Oh so you finally decided to wake up" A male voice chuckled in the background. Wendy turned around and wrapped the blanket tighter around her because of the chill. Peter walked over and sat across from her.
"Show me" He says softly. Wendy lay back down and pushed aside the blanket exposing her ripped dress. She pushed aside the tears and showed her knife wound.
"It looks better but it should be covered. You mind?" He asks as he motions to tear the bottom of the green dress. Wendy shrugs.
"It's not like it's not already torn to shreds. Go ahead." She says and there is the light ripping noise as the fabric was torn. Now the skirt falls half way down her thighs. Her scar from Hook was barely visible under the remaining fabric. It's really more of rag than a dress at this point.
"I told Adam to bring some of your old clothes do that you can change and be more comfortable. At the moment you look like shredded cheese." He teased and she swatted him playfully with her hand.
"Hey, you try looking attractive after practically dying three times. I shall let you know it is no picnic." She stated with her hands at her hips. He just scrunched his nose and stuck out his tongue at her like a child. She couldn't help but laugh at how adorable he was. Wendy took this moment to thoroughly analyze him.
Peter seemed taller and his blond curls, that he usually kept wild and long, was cropped short, almost military like she figured. His arms were more defined and more than anything he seemed darker. She had heard a few stories of what had become of him in the past hundred years. Wendy didn't want to believe the horrors that lay within him, or see the blood that would forever stain his hands. Peter turned around as she changed and wrapped the remains of the dress around her thin form to cover the wound. Once she was dressed in her regular green blouse and black leather pants she wrapped her arms around his turned figure. He smiled and held her delicate hands in his much bigger ones. Wendy lay her head on his back and let his warmth envelope her as she listened to his steady heartbeat.
"Peter?" She asked softly and she felt his back vibrate as he asked what.
"Are the things that people say about you true? Have you…become a killer?" She asked hesitantly, praying that those were just vicious rumors. She heard his heartbeat quicken and hers followed in suit. He turned around and held her hands in his own.
"I have done many things since you were gone. I kept telling myself it was for you, to get the magic back on this Island. Over time; however, my reasoning began to change. I was blinded by power and it is so hard not to be overcome with it now." He said and looked to his hands, moreover, his veins that were cloaked behind his tanned skin.
"It swims through my veins like a drug and all I want is more. That ache is going away now that I am with you." He says reassuringly as he touches her face. Peter Pan may choose to never grow up and face the horrors of adulthood, but he has over 500 years of wisdom behind his boyish looks and charm. People seem to underestimate Peter because his appears as just a boy. He is far more than that, he is cunningness in its truest form.
"I believe you but promise me this" Wendy says as she nestles her cheek into his hand.
"Promise me that you will try to be better. No more killing for joy; you need to find yourself again, who you truly are, Peter Pan." She said softly. Peter only brought her forehead to his.
"I will do anything for you. Now you have to do something for me." He said playfully a wide grin plastered on his face. Wendy raised her eyebrows. She knew this would be big and was a bit nervous.
"What is it?" She asked hesitantly. Peter pulled her face to his and kissed her deeply and passionately. It was as if someone flipped a switch and Wendy's body roared to life. She held his face in her hands and kissed his with everything she had with bruising force. Peter's hands settle on the exposed skin over her lower back and pull her closer. He pulls away after a few moments and stares down at her, panting heavily.
"Marry me" he says. It barely even sounds like a request. It's a plea that he makes with all his heart and soul. Wendy looks up with heavy lidded eyes, still reeling from that heart stopping kiss she almost doesn't hear him. The words strike her like a strong blow to the heart. Wendy looks into his earnest eyes and all her worries seem to melt away. It no longer matters that they are both, physically, barely even teenagers. The only thing that matters now is that they were together.
"Yes" She breathed and Peter's face was aglow with light. He yowled happily into the air and it echoed in the cave. Wendy laughed whole heartedly at her love; he has started to act like himself. He lifted her up bridal style and took her to the water.
"Peter, what are you doing? I just got dry and you are going to get us both wet again. Honestly, are you trying to make us catch a cold?" Wendy asked but her tone was light. Peter ignored her question and placed her in the waist deep water. Wendy looked at him in a puzzling manner.
"Wendy Darling, do you take me, Peter Pan as your husband? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till-" He was about to say 'till death do we part', but he decided to change it a bit.
"As long as we both shall live?" He continued.
"I do" She said and she grasped his hands tightly.
"And do you Peter Pan; take me, Wendy Darling as your wife? To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live?" She asks earnestly. Peter looks pensive and the word "maybe" floats off his lips. Wendy pinches him hard for his childishness.
"Ouch, yes yes I do" he laughs and Wendy rolls her eyes. Peter catches her chin and lifts it up, underneath is her ugly scar. He kissed it first and then her lips.
"I now pronounce us, husband and wife. May this union be blessed by the land and sea!" Peter says and the water rushes upward thoroughly drenching the two. Wendy dipped her head back and let herself be swept up by the river. The only thing she could hear was her heart beating contently. A figure swam up next to her and it was one of the lovely mermaids with scales of gold. She held out her dagger letting the beast know that Wendy was not to be trifled with. The beast hissed at her and swam away. Wendy breached the surface and saw Peter waiting for her on the rug.
(Slight 'M' scene, children do not read any further!)
"You are going to ruin it with those wet clothes." Wendy chided as water dripped from her hair and clothes. Peter shrugged and stood up he peeled off his wet shirt and stood bare-chested before her. Wendy smiled slyly and walked up to her new husband and traced her cold fingers across his lean chest; she traced along the slight indentations of his muscles; enjoying the feel of giving him goose bumps.
"Might as well get rid of it all" She says dreamily and turns away from him. Wendy takes several deep breaths building up her nerve. She at last, begins to take off her own wet clothing until she stands as naked as the day she was born, daring not to turn around. Warm hands touch the small of her back and push aside her medium-length hair. Peter kisses her neck sensually causing his bride to shiver. He grins against her skin and presses his body against her causing her to gasp.
"Let us consummate this marriage" Peter whispers into her ear and consummate it they do, all through the night. Dead man's cave is aglow with light and love. Little did the young couple know what would occur from their actions at this moment?
Well my darlings what do you think? Please review and give me any ideas or suggestions, constructive criticism is always welcome. For anyone who may have been upset by this scene I do apologize and just a quick couple of fun facts. In the first Peter pan book, Peter falls in love with a girl and asks her to marry him. So it's not too extraordinary that he is proposing to Wendy. As for the two having the *cough*sex *cough*, In this story Peter is 514 years old with the body of a 14yr old, actually more like 16 because he grew after Wendy 'died'. As for Wendy, She was about 15 when she 'died' 100 years ago so she is technically 115years old. Just so no one gets too upset. Other than that, I hope you all enjoyed it and I shall update as soon as I can. ^_^
