Chapter 5: London

Peter stood outside the window and looked in. The nursery was dark. He could see the outline of the many toys, which littered the nursery floor. Three beds had been added.

"The Lost Boys probably sleep there," he thought.

Peter reached for the window to discover it was open.

"Excellent!" he said quietly.

He flew in and landed on the floor with a soft thud. He looked around again focusing on the six beds that were pushed to the wall. HE flew over to the first and looked at the sleeping figure.

"Wendy?" he whispered.

No answer came. He lifted the cover slightly to discover it was not Wendy but John. Peter went to the next bed, but it was occupied by Michael. Peter went to all six beds finding Slightly, Nibbs, the Twins, Cubby and Tootles. Everyone but Wendy. He began to worry.

"What is something has happened to Wendy or she had moved out?"

He decided instead of walking though out the whole house and waking them all, he would just wake John.

"John," Peter said shaking his shoulder," John, wake up!"

John began to stir but quickly returned to his slumber.

"John!" Peter said louder shaking him more violently, "Wake up!"

Finally, John woke and looked up to see who had awakened him. It took him a while to see who was hovering around him. John's eyes widened in shock.

"P-Peter Pan?" John said quietly but still amazingly shocked, " Is it really you?"

"Yes," Peter replied, "but I haven't the time to talk. Where's Wendy?"

"She moved into another room. A room of her own." John replied motioning towards the door. Peter quickly left the nursery forgetting to ask which door. He called for Wendy very loud. Luckily, Mr. And Mrs. Darling were out for dinner. The only person to hear was a sleeping girl three doors down.