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Next Chapter 18: The End of an Era
Tinker Bell was downright furious with Peter. How could he think of abandoning her? What would she do without him? How come he never thought of her when he made his plans? Why couldn't it be like it used to? Just her and Peter flying through the air, taunting Hook…
She sat down, positively bored, and watched Peter holding his son. He was so different. Had he always been that tall? His vines barely covered his lower half anymore. She watched Wendy walk over and put her arms around them. Wendy and Tinker Bell weren't that different, except for the fact that Peter was in love with Wendy, Wendy was human, and Wendy was his size. Tinker Bell was none of those things. It was true fairies could only harbor one feeling at a time, and right now Tinker Bell was--- well, for the first time in her life, she prayed, or came as close as possible to it. She prayed Peter would love her, and he would never leave her. She prayed with all her might. But when she looked down at them, she gasped.
Tinker Bell thought she never saw such a beautiful sight. Two young parents evidently in love, with their children. But they would go to a world where she could not follow, and she would never see Peter again. As Tinker Bell knew too well, never was definitely a long time. All of the sudden, she didn't feel like praying anymore. She felt sad and guilty. And so, Tinker Bell buried her little head in her hands, and cried.
Wendy walked over to Peter and watched him with their son. It was evident becoming a father in Never Land had made Peter grow even more than he had when he stayed atop her roof three years. He was taller, and more muscular, and looked like a run of the mill seventeen year old. Wendy knew they would be leaving this paradise soon, and it made her worry. They were both very young, and now had children to support, and a wedding to plan. She wasn't even sure if Peter could adapt to living in London.
He seemed to catch her uneasiness, and turned to her while placing his son in the hammock. "What's wrong?"
"Are we doing the right thing?" She asked. "I mean, you haven't lived in London in ages."
"When I leave here," He said, "The Eternal Youth will take back my childhood, and install in me the man it has been keeping."
Wendy was speechless.
"It'll be okay, Wendy. I promise." He kissed her forehead. "We still have to name them."
"I like Jane," Wendy said. "Jane Angela. What do you think?"
"I think it's perfect," He said with a smile. "She's definitely a Jane."
"And what about him?"
"Andrew," Peter said. "Andrew is my…middle name. It was also my father's middle name." He paused. "I hadn't been able to remember that in…"
But Wendy just cuddled up next to him. "Andrew is a wonderful name."
Peter walked over to look over the sleeping children. "It's so weird to be leaving in the morning."
Wendy stuffed more vine diapers into a bag that she had made. They were really durable. "I know."
Peter thought a moment, and then took her hand. "Come with me, I want to show you something."
They left the children sleeping while Tink watched over them, and journeyed down to the Jolly Roger. Wendy followed Peter into Hook's cabin and watched as he pryed up a plank with his sword. A ladder lay before her, and she followed Peter down. What she saw made her gasp. A mountain of gold coins and rubies lay before them.
"As captain, it's mine." He told her. "It's no good here, so I was thinking we could take it with us."
Wendy slapped a hand over her mouth. "Peter, this could help us a great deal!"
He grinned, "I was hoping it would."
She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.
The next morning, Peter paced in front of the children, his sword in hand. This was it. It was time to say goodbye to the only life he knew, and go into the unknown with Wendy, Jane and Andrew. He was not scared, however, Peter was never scared of anything unless it involved something happening to Wendy. There was a chorus of "Pick me!" from the children, but Peter stopped in front of Blue, grinned, and handed her his sword.
Blue took it with a look of awe. "M-me?"
"It's you, Munchkin."
Blue lifted it high into the air as the other children cheered. Well, that was it. There was only one thing left to do. "I'm going to go say goodbye to Tinker Bell," He told her, and walked over to his throne.
The other children had dispersed, and Blue stood awkwardly in back of Wendy as she packed away more things.
"Miss Wendy?"
Wendy turned to the little girl holding the sword that ¾ of her size, and smiled. "Congratulations."
"Thank you." Blue whispered, then ran to her and hugged her tightly around the middle. "I'm sorry, Miss Wendy!"
"Oh," Wendy said, "Oh, hey, Blue, it's okay."
"I'm sorry for the way I acted!"
Wendy gave her a hug.
Andrew started crying, and Wendy walked away from Blue to pick him up. Blue followed. She stared at the small baby. "He's so tiny."
"You were this tiny once," Wendy smiled, rocking her son in her arms.
Blue's face scrunched in confusion, "I can't remember."
"Well, no one can remember being this young." Wendy said, but she felt a wave of protection for the children there. Though they were orphans back in London, they couldn't even remember it. Well, maybe it was for the best.
"Can I hold him?" Blue asked.
"Okay," Wendy said. "Put the sword down first, and then sit on the floor."
Blue did as she was told, and Wendy placed the baby in her arms.
Blue ran a finger around his little face. She gave him a little kiss. Wendy watched the sight. She knew her children would return here. With Peter Pan as your father, it was pretty inevitable, and she couldn't help thinking that maybe, later on, Andrew would be the one to make Blue leave Never Land and start a life with him.
Peter walked to his throne, and saw Tinker Bell sitting there, looking miserable.
"Blue's going to take my place," He started off.
She crossed her arms, and turned her back to him.
"Tink," Peter said softly, "Tink, I don't want to leave this way. Please, look at me."
She shot him a quick glance, and turned again.
"I'm leaving at first light," He said. "I just want you to know… that even though I'm leaving, it doesn't mean I'll forget you, because I couldn't do that ever. You've been with me my whole life, you've been my very best friend."
She slowly turned to him, little tears running down her face.
"Aww Tink, don't cry. You're going to be okay. You have so much to look forward too, you won't even notice that I'm not here." He knew he said the wrong thing instantly, because she buried her little face in her hands and sobbed. "I'm not good at goodbyes," he said, "but I love you."
She looked up at him.
"I'm going to London in a few hours, with Wendy where I belong. I know it means getting old and dying, but I'll be with Wendy, and that's where I want to be. I can't stay here anymore, I'm no longer a boy. So, hate me if you have to, just know I'll always think of you." He turned to walk away, but she flew onto his shoulder, and sobbed into his hair.
The first rays of light splashed over Peter and Wendy's faces as they woke. It was time. All of Neverland turned out to send them off. Peter and Wendy waved goodbye as Tinker Bell (rather reluctantly) showered them both with fairy dust. Before they flew into the sky, she brought a tiny pouch over to Peter.
He looked inside, and saw shimmering fairy dust glittering like diamonds.
"For emergencies," She chimed, and gave Peter a kiss on the cheek. Giving him up was probably the hardest thing she'd ever have to do, but seeing him with Wendy and his kids, she knew, though she hated to admit it, that it really was where he belonged.
With a final look back, Peter and Wendy carrying their children flew high into the sky, leaving behind paradise and flying toward their future.
If you think this is the last chapter, you don't know me at all! Grins Oohhhh noooo, I have another card up my sleeve…