Before she knew it they were heading back to the ground. The sun was setting and a gentle rain had set in. they landed in her backyard and rushed to get inside. Knowing her mother had a meeting then dinner she didn't worry about getting caught.

She fell onto her bed laughing with pure joy. Peter watched with a gentle smile spread across his face. The rain hit the window with smothered pings.

Peter laid on his side hovering just above the bed beside Moria. She smiled at him. He lowered himself to lay on the bed and he smirked weakly. She rested her head on his shoulder. Then she moved a little, turning on her side she trapped his arm beneath her as she rested her head on his shoulder better so she could watch the rain.

Peter looked around not sure what to do. Tinkerbell jingled and he looked confused. She repeated the jingle. He cautiously placed the arm that was pinned beneath Moria around her back to rest on her side. She snuggled closer to him. Tinkerbell chimed then rested on the pen tip again. A smile spread across Peter's face.

"Am I dreaming Peter?" Moria asked. Peter smirked.

"No." he said. Moria took a deep breath and sighed.

"I think I am." She said.

"Why?" he asked. The words seemed to get caught in his throat at the feel of her breath against his neck and chest. He cleared his throat softly.

"Nothing this perfect ever happens to me." She said.

"It will..." he said softly. "I promise it will."

She smiled and closed her eyes. His heart beat lulling her to sleep.

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She woke and Peter's face was all she saw. His intense blue eyes shimmered in the dark. A smile spread across his lips.

"Moria..." he said softly. She smiled sleepily. "Come with me..."

Just like her dreams. She smelled the ocean on his skin, felt the warmth of his body, and heard every breath.

"Come away to Neverland Moria."

Her mind refused to focus properly for fear that he might disappear with the fuzziness. "Come be my new Wendy." he said.

A smile crept across her face and she nodded. Just like a dream his face took on that boyish joyful smile. Just like a dream she climbed from her bed and watched him stand before the window. His hands on his hips and his legs parted just so.

His famous stance, she loved it. Then came his hand. He held out his hand to her. She took it and they flew out the window.

Tinkerbell landed on Peter's shoulder and smiled at her. Suddenly silver and gold dust rained down over her yet sleeping body. Peter let go of her hand and she flew on her own. A smile crept across her face.

Then like all her dreams it went dark before she got to Neverland. She never saw how or when they got there.