Every night was the same now. There was no difference between the end of
this one and the beginning of that one. He hardly noticed the rise and fall
of the sun. All he saw was darkness. He rarely left the underground home
now. Only leaving to walk the shore in search of a ship he had no hope
would ever return. She was gone. She would replace him just like his Wendy
had. Hook would yet again be right. Peter wished he'd not killed himself.
For he suddenly had an urge to kill him again.
Then one night he woke in a start. A nightmare had gone to far, claiming Christine's life and ruining Neverland in the process. He sighed realizing it was merely a dream. He lay in bed. The necklace dangled just above his head. His eyes never left the precious stones. They glistened in the light that seeped through the holes that had collected in the top ground. They caught the light and the green seemed to dance. "I know you're gone." He said softly. "Why are you back?" he felt the tears again. They burned his eyes and tore at his heart but he didn't let a single one fall. Then a crashing noise outside woke him from his daze.
He grabbed the necklace, lacing it around his ankle as he'd done many times when he'd left to walk the shore. Securing it tightly, not wanting to ever lose it, he took to the skies. He'd just reached the top leaves when another crash filled his ears. He gasped. A ship sat just off the coast. It shoot canon balls towards the island but they exploded into balls of sparks before hey reached the shore. He flew out to see better. Landing on the shore he squinted in order to see for the sun was directly behind the ship bathing it in it's blinding rays. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure emerge out of the water and walk up onto shore. He looked over slowly without much hope for he'd seen this image in his walks many times without actually seeing it. He squinted against the light still as the figure focused. His heart stopped and his gasped.
"Christine!" he shouted. He ran with joy. "Christine!" he yelled. She turned and smiled. "Peter." She said. She ran towards him. They collided into a hug. Peter squeezed her tightly. He pulled away a little to look into her eyes. "Tell me I'm not dreaming." He said. "I've not dreamed since I left your arms. This has to be real... or I have to be dead." She said. Peter smiled and pulled her into a kiss. This kiss was different then all the others. This kiss was real and dream. Peter parted the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. "I've missed you so much." He said. She smiled. "I knew you would." She said. He smirked. "I'll never let you leave again." He said. "I don't plan on ever leaving." She said. He smiled and hugged her again. Then he blasted into the air with her in his arms. They landed on the top leaves of a near by tree and Christine waved the ship off. They watched it sail away as they held each other tightly. Then Peter took her back to the Underground home.
"So... what have you done since I was away?" she asked. Peter smirked weakly. "Nothing really." He said. "Nothing?" she asked. He shook his head as if ashamed. "I missed you too much to care." He said. She shook her head. "Did you not think I would came back?" she asked. He shrugged. "Hook had been right about Wendy... why should I not think him right about you." He said. "I guess you should of trusted me." She said. "I said I'd come back... so I came back." She said. "I'll leave if you don't want me." She said getting up to leave. "NO!" Peter snapped. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She landed in his lap with her legs draped over his left leg. He stared into her eyes. "I... I need you to stay." He said. "Why Peter?" she asked softly. He swallowed hard and licked his lips. "Be... because you're... you're my happy thought." He said. She smiled and kissed him softly. "Then I will stay with you... till all your happiness wears out." She said. He smiled and hugged her tightly.
Peter knew that she'd never leave again. As he held her so close he felt her heartbeat against his chest. It beat with his in perfect unison. Nothing would separate them now. Not life, death, or Hook. She was his and he was hers without a word being spoken on the subject. They were one. Peter knew this. He knew not how, but he knew.
Then one night he woke in a start. A nightmare had gone to far, claiming Christine's life and ruining Neverland in the process. He sighed realizing it was merely a dream. He lay in bed. The necklace dangled just above his head. His eyes never left the precious stones. They glistened in the light that seeped through the holes that had collected in the top ground. They caught the light and the green seemed to dance. "I know you're gone." He said softly. "Why are you back?" he felt the tears again. They burned his eyes and tore at his heart but he didn't let a single one fall. Then a crashing noise outside woke him from his daze.
He grabbed the necklace, lacing it around his ankle as he'd done many times when he'd left to walk the shore. Securing it tightly, not wanting to ever lose it, he took to the skies. He'd just reached the top leaves when another crash filled his ears. He gasped. A ship sat just off the coast. It shoot canon balls towards the island but they exploded into balls of sparks before hey reached the shore. He flew out to see better. Landing on the shore he squinted in order to see for the sun was directly behind the ship bathing it in it's blinding rays. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a figure emerge out of the water and walk up onto shore. He looked over slowly without much hope for he'd seen this image in his walks many times without actually seeing it. He squinted against the light still as the figure focused. His heart stopped and his gasped.
"Christine!" he shouted. He ran with joy. "Christine!" he yelled. She turned and smiled. "Peter." She said. She ran towards him. They collided into a hug. Peter squeezed her tightly. He pulled away a little to look into her eyes. "Tell me I'm not dreaming." He said. "I've not dreamed since I left your arms. This has to be real... or I have to be dead." She said. Peter smiled and pulled her into a kiss. This kiss was different then all the others. This kiss was real and dream. Peter parted the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. "I've missed you so much." He said. She smiled. "I knew you would." She said. He smirked. "I'll never let you leave again." He said. "I don't plan on ever leaving." She said. He smiled and hugged her again. Then he blasted into the air with her in his arms. They landed on the top leaves of a near by tree and Christine waved the ship off. They watched it sail away as they held each other tightly. Then Peter took her back to the Underground home.
"So... what have you done since I was away?" she asked. Peter smirked weakly. "Nothing really." He said. "Nothing?" she asked. He shook his head as if ashamed. "I missed you too much to care." He said. She shook her head. "Did you not think I would came back?" she asked. He shrugged. "Hook had been right about Wendy... why should I not think him right about you." He said. "I guess you should of trusted me." She said. "I said I'd come back... so I came back." She said. "I'll leave if you don't want me." She said getting up to leave. "NO!" Peter snapped. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back. She landed in his lap with her legs draped over his left leg. He stared into her eyes. "I... I need you to stay." He said. "Why Peter?" she asked softly. He swallowed hard and licked his lips. "Be... because you're... you're my happy thought." He said. She smiled and kissed him softly. "Then I will stay with you... till all your happiness wears out." She said. He smiled and hugged her tightly.
Peter knew that she'd never leave again. As he held her so close he felt her heartbeat against his chest. It beat with his in perfect unison. Nothing would separate them now. Not life, death, or Hook. She was his and he was hers without a word being spoken on the subject. They were one. Peter knew this. He knew not how, but he knew.
