He woke her gentle. "Christine." He said softly. Her eyes fluttered open.
"Hem." She said sleepily. "I want to show you something." He said. He
picked her up out of bed and flew her to the top of the highest cliff. Her
eyes went big with excitement. "The stars are falling." He said with a
smile. She laughed with awe. He watched her eyes. He could see each falling
stars reflection in them with precise detail. He looked out over the ocean
and watched as the stars fell one after another. "They're so beautiful."
She said softly. Peter smiled at her. Then he took off into the sky. He
flew out over the ocean and caught a star as it fell. Hurrying back he held
out his hands to Christine. She watched as the star twinkled. The light
shined onto her face making her beauty even more radiant. Then Peter threw
the star into the air and sparkles of light rained down on her. She laughed
and danced beneath them. He held her around her waist as she looked around.
"Hope this is better than the fairies." He said. "This is so beautiful."
She said. "Make a wish." He said. She smiled. "This many stars... one of them
has to grant it." He said. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She
rose up tall on her tiptoes. Peter smiled. She sank back down to her feet
and opened her eyes. A beautiful smile played on her lips. "What did you
wish for?" he asked. She smiled. "A happy ending." She said. He smiled and
looked back at up at the stars.
As she looked up at the stars he pulled the necklace from his waist. It glistened in the starlight. A smile slid across his face and he put the necklace around her neck. She looked down at it as he clasped it around her neck. She looked shocked and overjoyed. "It... it matches your eyes." He said. She smiled. "Sometimes I think you too sweet to be a boy." She said. He smirked. "Me too." He replied. She leaned back into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Are you tired?" he asked. She nodded. "We can go back in." he said. She shook her head. "I want to sleep out here." She said. He smiled and nodded. Then he sat down and she sat in front of him. Laying back into him she stared up at the stars. "You'll make sure nothing will get me right." She said. "Of course." He said. She smiled and her eyes closed. Peter wrapped his arms tightly around Christine making sure she was safe and warm. The stars faded from the sky but their light seemed to stay on her skin making her glow like a fairy against the nights invading darkness.
They woke on the cliff and Peter accidentally woke Christine while he stretched. "Sorry." He said. She smiled. "It's okay." She said. "Come on. We should get back in before the dew sets in." he said. She smiled as he stood up. He picked her up and flew her down to a clearing. "Head back to the home. I'm going to get some eggs for our breakfast." He said. She smiled and nodded. He took the sky. A smile was glued to his face and a never-ending joy filled his young heart as he flew through the trees. Then he flew slower. He heard voices in the forest.
He flew up to a branch and landed gracefully and silently. He moved a few leaves to see the intruders. He gasped in shock at the sight of one of the men. "Can't be." He mumbled. He leaned closer to hear. "Find her Smee... find her and have her report to me immediately. Do you understand?" the older man nodded. Then an iron hook was raised to his face and it pulled his hat lower. "I want that girl Smee... for she will bring me... Pan." The old man nodded. "Go." Then the elegantly dressed man walked away towards the coast and the older man walked into the forest. Peter was frozen with shock and fear. Then he flew.
He rushed to get back. Twigs scratched his skin and he tripped on exposed roots. His mind raced with fear and worry. She was in danger. He had to protect her. He couldn't let the pirates turn her against him, couldn't let her go. He could see the Underground home. He jumped into a hole he knew would take him to the main room. He stumbled over his own feet. "Christine!" he shouted getting back his balance. He searched every room. "Christine!" he shouted. He stood panting in the middle of the main room. She wasn't there. His mind raced.
He blasted into the air and searched. Searched for Christine, Smee or the Captain. His heart pounded as his mind thought up worse case scenarios. She couldn't be dead. If she was dead he'd never be the same. He already wasn't the same. If she left he'd change. He knew that. He new not why but he knew he'd be different. She was making him change. He couldn't pinpoint how but he was subtly changing. It felt natural. Like growing up. Yet he did not hate her for bringing him time. He accepted it now. He'd change forever it if was what kept her with him.
As she looked up at the stars he pulled the necklace from his waist. It glistened in the starlight. A smile slid across his face and he put the necklace around her neck. She looked down at it as he clasped it around her neck. She looked shocked and overjoyed. "It... it matches your eyes." He said. She smiled. "Sometimes I think you too sweet to be a boy." She said. He smirked. "Me too." He replied. She leaned back into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Are you tired?" he asked. She nodded. "We can go back in." he said. She shook her head. "I want to sleep out here." She said. He smiled and nodded. Then he sat down and she sat in front of him. Laying back into him she stared up at the stars. "You'll make sure nothing will get me right." She said. "Of course." He said. She smiled and her eyes closed. Peter wrapped his arms tightly around Christine making sure she was safe and warm. The stars faded from the sky but their light seemed to stay on her skin making her glow like a fairy against the nights invading darkness.
They woke on the cliff and Peter accidentally woke Christine while he stretched. "Sorry." He said. She smiled. "It's okay." She said. "Come on. We should get back in before the dew sets in." he said. She smiled as he stood up. He picked her up and flew her down to a clearing. "Head back to the home. I'm going to get some eggs for our breakfast." He said. She smiled and nodded. He took the sky. A smile was glued to his face and a never-ending joy filled his young heart as he flew through the trees. Then he flew slower. He heard voices in the forest.
He flew up to a branch and landed gracefully and silently. He moved a few leaves to see the intruders. He gasped in shock at the sight of one of the men. "Can't be." He mumbled. He leaned closer to hear. "Find her Smee... find her and have her report to me immediately. Do you understand?" the older man nodded. Then an iron hook was raised to his face and it pulled his hat lower. "I want that girl Smee... for she will bring me... Pan." The old man nodded. "Go." Then the elegantly dressed man walked away towards the coast and the older man walked into the forest. Peter was frozen with shock and fear. Then he flew.
He rushed to get back. Twigs scratched his skin and he tripped on exposed roots. His mind raced with fear and worry. She was in danger. He had to protect her. He couldn't let the pirates turn her against him, couldn't let her go. He could see the Underground home. He jumped into a hole he knew would take him to the main room. He stumbled over his own feet. "Christine!" he shouted getting back his balance. He searched every room. "Christine!" he shouted. He stood panting in the middle of the main room. She wasn't there. His mind raced.
He blasted into the air and searched. Searched for Christine, Smee or the Captain. His heart pounded as his mind thought up worse case scenarios. She couldn't be dead. If she was dead he'd never be the same. He already wasn't the same. If she left he'd change. He knew that. He new not why but he knew he'd be different. She was making him change. He couldn't pinpoint how but he was subtly changing. It felt natural. Like growing up. Yet he did not hate her for bringing him time. He accepted it now. He'd change forever it if was what kept her with him.
