Ok this is my first attempt at a Peter Pan fic so I hope you all like it
and please Review.
Summery: Ok we all know that Peter took Wendy to Never land. Well what if she chose not to go home and stayed there with Peter like he asked her to do. What adventures could they get into. Tinker bell has ran away because of Wendy staying and the lost boys have gone somewhere too, only to stop by every now and then for some fun.
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Wendy sat in her chair at the hideout and tended to the sewing that needed to be done while she waited on dinner to get done, getting up to check it every now and then. At one point Wendy got up to check it and noticed it was getting rather dark out and the thought occurred to her that Peter should have been back a long time ago because he was always back before dark unless hook got to him. She decided not to worry to much as she began to hum softly to herself while stirring the stew. She was so intent on cooking and humming that she didn't notice the figure that flew in and sat at a chair at the table.
Peter smirked as he watched Wendy and listened to her hum, he liked when she would hum and sing songs when she thought no one was listening, but she didn't know how many times he had heard her sing her songs. He closed his eye's and folded his arms over his chest leaning his head back, but winced as pain shot through his whole body, then there was a sharp intake of breath as he did so which Wendy heard. Turning around she looked at him and smiled. He smiled back as best he could from being in pain but beings it was dark in the room she couldn't see how much pain he really was in.
"What are you up to Wendy?" He asked as he looked at her curious as to what she was making that smelled so good. "I'm making dinner." She said still smiling. "Where have you been?" She walked over to him. He uncrossed his arms and held them open for her, at that she sat down on his lap, and he then folded his arms around her. "Well Hook caused some trouble so I had to fight him off." He winced again and this time she saw it. "Well what happened I mean are you hurt?" she mentally slapped her self, of course he was hurt or he wouldn't have winced when he moved. "What am I saying of course your hurt." "How bad is it?" She got that worried look on her face like she always did when something happened. "I wouldn't worry to much about it, it isn't all that bad." He tried to smile but failed miserably because of the pain. Wendy put her arms around his neck and hugged him, and he buried his face in her neck. She was to busy being worried about him to see the mischievous smile on his face. He kissed her on the neck which was a surprise to her since he never did that before. She pulled away and looked at him. He looked back still with that smile on his face that always made her smile to. She couldn't get mad at him when he smiled like that for some reason, although she knew that where she came from it was wrong, but then she didn't care. She simply smiled back and kissed him on the cheek. He yawned being very tired and rested his head on her shoulder again. At this she got up and helped him up as well making there way to his room she helped him into bed and covered him up, she would forget about dinner for tonight and worry about it tomorrow, as she turned to leave though he stopped her by grabbing her hand. "Wendy?" She turned around looking down at him. "Yes?" "Can't you stay with me?" "Please." "Peter you know I can't, it wouldn't be right." He looked at her with pleading eye's. "Please Wendy?" "I hate having those awful dreams, Please." "Well alright I guess." She tucked him in and lied down next to him, cradling him in her arms, she smiled and slowly fell asleep. He lied awake shifting in her arms once or twice before falling asleep himself sleeping peacefully with no nightmares.
and please Review.
Summery: Ok we all know that Peter took Wendy to Never land. Well what if she chose not to go home and stayed there with Peter like he asked her to do. What adventures could they get into. Tinker bell has ran away because of Wendy staying and the lost boys have gone somewhere too, only to stop by every now and then for some fun.
****************************Chapter One***********************************************
Wendy sat in her chair at the hideout and tended to the sewing that needed to be done while she waited on dinner to get done, getting up to check it every now and then. At one point Wendy got up to check it and noticed it was getting rather dark out and the thought occurred to her that Peter should have been back a long time ago because he was always back before dark unless hook got to him. She decided not to worry to much as she began to hum softly to herself while stirring the stew. She was so intent on cooking and humming that she didn't notice the figure that flew in and sat at a chair at the table.
Peter smirked as he watched Wendy and listened to her hum, he liked when she would hum and sing songs when she thought no one was listening, but she didn't know how many times he had heard her sing her songs. He closed his eye's and folded his arms over his chest leaning his head back, but winced as pain shot through his whole body, then there was a sharp intake of breath as he did so which Wendy heard. Turning around she looked at him and smiled. He smiled back as best he could from being in pain but beings it was dark in the room she couldn't see how much pain he really was in.
"What are you up to Wendy?" He asked as he looked at her curious as to what she was making that smelled so good. "I'm making dinner." She said still smiling. "Where have you been?" She walked over to him. He uncrossed his arms and held them open for her, at that she sat down on his lap, and he then folded his arms around her. "Well Hook caused some trouble so I had to fight him off." He winced again and this time she saw it. "Well what happened I mean are you hurt?" she mentally slapped her self, of course he was hurt or he wouldn't have winced when he moved. "What am I saying of course your hurt." "How bad is it?" She got that worried look on her face like she always did when something happened. "I wouldn't worry to much about it, it isn't all that bad." He tried to smile but failed miserably because of the pain. Wendy put her arms around his neck and hugged him, and he buried his face in her neck. She was to busy being worried about him to see the mischievous smile on his face. He kissed her on the neck which was a surprise to her since he never did that before. She pulled away and looked at him. He looked back still with that smile on his face that always made her smile to. She couldn't get mad at him when he smiled like that for some reason, although she knew that where she came from it was wrong, but then she didn't care. She simply smiled back and kissed him on the cheek. He yawned being very tired and rested his head on her shoulder again. At this she got up and helped him up as well making there way to his room she helped him into bed and covered him up, she would forget about dinner for tonight and worry about it tomorrow, as she turned to leave though he stopped her by grabbing her hand. "Wendy?" She turned around looking down at him. "Yes?" "Can't you stay with me?" "Please." "Peter you know I can't, it wouldn't be right." He looked at her with pleading eye's. "Please Wendy?" "I hate having those awful dreams, Please." "Well alright I guess." She tucked him in and lied down next to him, cradling him in her arms, she smiled and slowly fell asleep. He lied awake shifting in her arms once or twice before falling asleep himself sleeping peacefully with no nightmares.