She froze in shock. She had to be dreaming. She only saw that face in her dreams. The boyish face with manly features. The eyes of blue, filled with innocents and ignorance. The sun kissed skin of pure silk and satin and the delicate lips that just taunted her to touch them.

Peter Pan.

Her heart screamed as it pounded in her chest.

Peter Pan.

Every inch of her body tingled.

Peter Pan.

Her breath came harshly.

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Her eyes. Wendy stared at him through her beautiful blue eyes. The sparks of green and yellow dancing in the poor lighting of the alley. Of all her features her eyes were Wendy's. He felt warm in the cold air as she stared at him.

He caught himself gawking. Standing up straight he looked her over. He was taller than her by almost three inches as he'd been taller than Wendy.

She was gorgeous now that he saw her face to face. She was of the same feminine build as his fairy. In fact he was quite sure that if he put wings on her she'd be a perfect fairy princess.

Her mouth began to move as if she were talking yet no sounds came out. He cocked his head to the side and looked at her with confusion. He'd never seen that reaction before. She looked like a fish that had been yanked from it's watery home.

He picked his feet up and floated Indian style before her.

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Her mind raced. He was floating... flying. He was really here.

Peter Pan had finally come for her.

Her insides jumbled as they screamed with joy. Every inch of her was overjoyed. Her heart pounded. Her skin tingled. Her mind raced. Her breath became caught in her throat.

Then all went black.