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Chapter 10: A Last Glimpse At Beauty
Wendy forgot how wonderful the feeling was to be going back to Neverland. She loved Peter with all of her heart, she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to leave again. And as they set down, she stared around at the sheer beauty of it. Lush green rolling hills, sparkling blue sky, and a crisp warm breeze.
It was simply heaven.
"What are you thinking, Wendy?" Peter asked.
"That there's nowhere in the world I want to be." She said, took his hand, and lead him away.
Slightly emerged from Wendy's closet, and raced over to the open window. Down below, he saw his father begin to stir. He had saw the whole thing. Heard everything. He knew Wendy would bring Pan back, and he wanted to jump out of Wendy's closet and surprise him. But then he saw his father open the door and go over to Wendy's bed. And know, he stayed hidden in the closet, frozen with fear and hatred. He should have done something! But Pan showed up, and saved the day. Good ol' Pan.
He hoped Wendy was okay, and she was happy.
There was a knock on the door. "William? William, how goes it?" Aunt Millicent called.
After hearing nothing in response, she knocked again. "William?" She tried the locked door. "William, are you alright in there? Wendy, open this door!"
Slightly walked over and opened the door.
Aunt Millicent glanced down at him and gasped. "Slightly! What are you doing in here?"
What excuse should he use? "I came in here looking for me bow and arrow, mum. When dad came in, I hid in the closet. I didn't want him to know I was here."
Aunt Millicent pushed past him into the room. "There's no one here! Where…" Her gaze drifted to the open window. "Oh my God…" She dashed to it, and screamed. "WILLIAM!"
She was soon met by Wendy's parents. They both flew to the window with Aunt Millicent, and then charged down the stairs to tend to him, leaving Slightly alone with the horrible truth.
Wendy and Peter couldn't be happier. Time appeared to stand still for them, though it had been mere hours that Wendy had arrived in Neverland. They lay on the deck of the Jolly Roger, listening to the waves crash against its hull. Its soothing melody made Wendy wish she never had to go home. She took Peter's hand, and he turned to her with a smile.
"It's beautiful here," She whispered. "But every minute I stay, the harder it is to go back."
"Then don't," Peter pleaded.
"Please," She started. "Let's not fight about this, okay? Let's just… enjoy the moment?"
"Okay Wendy," He gave in. He looked at the bruises on her arms. "You should have told me."
"I know," She said. "But I was so confused, I wasn't quite sure what to believe." She turned to him, and ran her hand down his cheek. "Who are you?" She whispered.
His brows knitted in confusion. She couldn't have forgotten again!
"You must be an angel," She finished.
Peter knew what angels were, people in white robes with wings. He had never considered himself that, but at this moment, he'd believe any words out of Wendy's beautiful mouth. "I am one if you say I am one, Wendy." He confirmed.
She smiled, and pulled him closer to her. Then, her lips brushed against his into a kiss she wished would last forever.
"She pushed me, and then she ran off!" William bellowed to Aunt Millicent and Mister and Mrs. Darling. "There's something not right with her!"
Aunt Millicent cooed over her husband. "Yes William, you're right. This time she has gone too far! We must alert the police!"
"The police?" Mary whispered in horror. "Millicent, please, let's not jump to conclusions. I'm sure it was an accident,"
"Accident?" William asked. "She deliberately pushed me out her window!"
Slightly listened nervously as the adults talked. He knew the truth. His father was lying. But what could he do? He knew for sure where Wendy was, and if she stayed in Neverland, she'd be safe, and the grown ups could go on thinking what they wanted, and never finding her.
But if she did come back, and Slightly was almost positive she would, then she would be in so much trouble.
"That's not what happened at all!" Slightly yelled, coming into the room.
The adults turned to him.
"Slightly, please, this is no discussion for you," Aunt Millicent said. "Off to bed."
"Wait, let's hear the boy out," George said.
All eyes turned to him. He continued, "I was in Wendy's room when she came in. She looked mad, so I hid in her closet. I had been looking for me bow and arrow. Then, after awhile, father came in."
William's eyes flashed.
"Go on," George said.
"I saw…" Slightly started. He stared at his father. His face was full of rage.
"What did you see, dear?" Mary asked.
"I saw… father… I saw him kiss Wendy… on the lips… and… touch her."
There was a collective silence.
George rounded on William. "Is this true?"
William got to his feet, and began back pedaling. "Oh come on, you're going to believe a child over me! If what he says is true, why has Wendy run?"
"She didn't run!" Slightly cried. "Pan came in and rescued her! He threw you out the window!"
"Oh not that Peter Pan again!" William yelled. "Is everyone mad?"
"He did come!" Slightly yelled. "He did! He did!"
"Let's look at the facts," George said. "Millicent, when you reached Wendy's room, the door was locked?"
Shaken, Aunt Millicent nodded.
"And Wendy was not in there?"
Aunt Millicent answered, "No, she wasn't. Only William and I have keys."
George got to his feet, and punched William square in the jaw. "Don't you ever come near my daughter again, you filthy scoundrel!"
The force left William on his back. George rounded on him again. "My only regret is that this Pan character didn't knock you senseless!"
William grabbed his face. His left eye was swollen. "He's a crazy mad man!"
"George!" Mary yelled.
But her husband didn't hear her. He just advanced on his brother-in-law again.
It was amazing the way Wendy's head fit just perfect on Peter's chest as they lay on the sand, listening to the waves crash against the shore. But her time in Neverland was growing to an end. She missed her family terribly, and she had to make sure Slightly, Aunt Millicent and little William were safe from her uncle. She loved Peter so much it hurt, but she just couldn't stay here, in this paradise, while her loved ones grew old. Tears leaked out of her eyes and onto Peter's bare chest.
He looked down at her. "What's wrong, Wendy?"
"You're going to be very cross with me," She whispered.
"You want to leave," He said softly.
"I have to," She said, "I know you can't understand…"
He was quiet a few moments, and then he whispered, "If you must."
She looked up at him.
"If it shall make you happy," He said, his voice cracking. "You shall go."
"In awhile," She said. "Please, just hold me, Peter."
Peter wrapped his arms around her tighter, and the two soon fell asleep.
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