A/N: Hey everyone. I am so sorry it has been so long. I was having computer
problems. We are nearing the end of the story. (No!) This chapter is rather
short, sorry! I hope you like it though. Thank you for all the reviews.
The Legend Keeper: Thanks for going over this chapter. Yes, you guessed what happens! Hopefully, I'll get the next chapter out to you soon. When are you going to get some art out for your story?
Hermione92: Hey there! Thanks so much for reading my story. We shall see if Wendy can help. I'll answer your questions in the next chapter. Enjoy!
Audrey: Will Peter stay with Wendy you ask.......maybe he will......maybe he won't.....you shall have to read to find out :)
A/N: Sorry about the number of the chapter. I have forgotten which chapter I am on and am to lazy to go check. So this chapter is now chapter 12/13.:)
Chapter 12/13: The Stars
Peter landed on the hard deck next to Wendy's side. The Lost Boys were in a circle around them in silence. Wendy was bent down towards Colleen, her hair draped like curtains around her face. Peter looked towards Colleen's face. Her eyes were closed. The ship rocked in a silent rhythm--back and forth, back and forth. Peter, on his hands and knees, lifted up one of his hands when he felt warmth beneath it. His hand was red. He looked in shock upon the deck. With each rock of the boat, blood made a slow trail around. The world around was silent.
Wendy finally leaned back and put her hair behind her ear. Peter chewed his lip anxiously, tasting the metallic blood newly drawn from his lip. His eyes were wide with the unknown. Wendy turned to him, her face in despair. Peter's shoulders dropped low as he listened to each word. "The bullet didn't come out. It is lodged in her, and I don't know where. I am so sorry Peter. I don't know what to do."
Her bottom lip trembled as tears came down her face. She tried to be strong, but it didn't work. She watched as Peter's whole demeanor changed. He seemed to become smaller, and for once, she looked at him as he really was. Just a boy. He sniffed loudly and brushed his fingers through his hair briskly. "I'm so sorry Peter."
Peter looked away from Colleen and back to Wendy. He put out his arm and pulled her in for a hug. Wendy grasped him tightly, trying to hold in her tears. He whispered into her ear, "You did what you could."
They broke apart and he turned his gaze upon Colleen again. Her eyes were open. They looked startlingly clear. She lifted her arm up and squeezed Wendy's hand and smiled gently to her. When she let go, Wendy scooted backwards until she was with the Lost Boys.
Colleen felt so weak. It had taken a lot of effort to lift her arm to Wendy. She turned towards Peter and beckoned him with her eyes. He came closer to her. Looking up to him she could almost feel the despair radiating from his body. She didn't like it at all and frowned up at him but it soon vanished from her face. She suddenly felt nothing. All the pain was gone. It felt as if a great weight had been taken from her. With this new alien feeling sprung an idea. A wish.
Peter watched many emotions cross his beautiful friends face. Her eyes watched him, they seemed to be motioning for him. He took hold of her hand and leaned in closer to her. Her lips were parting slightly and he could feel her soft breath hit his cheek as he bent his head to the side. Just barely, he could discern a raspy sound ascent up to his ear. His eyes widened as he understood what she was trying to do.
Finally, the rasping quieted and words were formed as Colleen began to speak to him. He felt his eyes water again as he listened to the beautiful sound. Her voice was quiet and soft, like a small brook trickling over rocks in a forest. "Peter, I'd like to fly with you."
He lifted his head and looked down upon her pale face and nodded. For the last time, he put his arms under her, supporting her weight, and lifted up into the air. He flew her high into the sky. He flew so high, the ship was but a speck far below. The stars reflected up from the water, and it was as if they were surrounded by their heaven. Just the two of them.
The night was quiet and the wind was soft. Peter watched Colleen's face. Her eyes held stars in them and a smile was on her face. A single tear made a gentle descent down her cheek. She looked back to him and Peter wished he would stop crying. "Colleen, don't leave. We still have forever. The sky just won't be the same without you. Please don't go."
He was holding her tightly as if he could hold on to her life and keep it from leaving with just his small grip. "Oh, Peter. We will still have forever. Every time you fly, I will be there flying circles around you."
He laughed.
"Thank you for all that you have done for me." She lifted her hand and stroked his cheek softly. Her body was getting colder by the second. He looked down at her shaking body and began rubbing her arm, hoping to bring some warmth to it. He knew it was almost time. Then she smiled and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Then she said something he would remember forever.
"Don't cry Peter, for we have the stars."
Colleen's last breath was swept up with the wind and her crystal eyes looking up to Peter and the stars beyond, closed.
That night, as the wind blew softly, the water crashed upon the rocks, and the stars glittered up in their heaven, Peter Pan held a winged girl in his arms and cried.
The Legend Keeper: Thanks for going over this chapter. Yes, you guessed what happens! Hopefully, I'll get the next chapter out to you soon. When are you going to get some art out for your story?
Hermione92: Hey there! Thanks so much for reading my story. We shall see if Wendy can help. I'll answer your questions in the next chapter. Enjoy!
Audrey: Will Peter stay with Wendy you ask.......maybe he will......maybe he won't.....you shall have to read to find out :)
A/N: Sorry about the number of the chapter. I have forgotten which chapter I am on and am to lazy to go check. So this chapter is now chapter 12/13.:)
Chapter 12/13: The Stars
Peter landed on the hard deck next to Wendy's side. The Lost Boys were in a circle around them in silence. Wendy was bent down towards Colleen, her hair draped like curtains around her face. Peter looked towards Colleen's face. Her eyes were closed. The ship rocked in a silent rhythm--back and forth, back and forth. Peter, on his hands and knees, lifted up one of his hands when he felt warmth beneath it. His hand was red. He looked in shock upon the deck. With each rock of the boat, blood made a slow trail around. The world around was silent.
Wendy finally leaned back and put her hair behind her ear. Peter chewed his lip anxiously, tasting the metallic blood newly drawn from his lip. His eyes were wide with the unknown. Wendy turned to him, her face in despair. Peter's shoulders dropped low as he listened to each word. "The bullet didn't come out. It is lodged in her, and I don't know where. I am so sorry Peter. I don't know what to do."
Her bottom lip trembled as tears came down her face. She tried to be strong, but it didn't work. She watched as Peter's whole demeanor changed. He seemed to become smaller, and for once, she looked at him as he really was. Just a boy. He sniffed loudly and brushed his fingers through his hair briskly. "I'm so sorry Peter."
Peter looked away from Colleen and back to Wendy. He put out his arm and pulled her in for a hug. Wendy grasped him tightly, trying to hold in her tears. He whispered into her ear, "You did what you could."
They broke apart and he turned his gaze upon Colleen again. Her eyes were open. They looked startlingly clear. She lifted her arm up and squeezed Wendy's hand and smiled gently to her. When she let go, Wendy scooted backwards until she was with the Lost Boys.
Colleen felt so weak. It had taken a lot of effort to lift her arm to Wendy. She turned towards Peter and beckoned him with her eyes. He came closer to her. Looking up to him she could almost feel the despair radiating from his body. She didn't like it at all and frowned up at him but it soon vanished from her face. She suddenly felt nothing. All the pain was gone. It felt as if a great weight had been taken from her. With this new alien feeling sprung an idea. A wish.
Peter watched many emotions cross his beautiful friends face. Her eyes watched him, they seemed to be motioning for him. He took hold of her hand and leaned in closer to her. Her lips were parting slightly and he could feel her soft breath hit his cheek as he bent his head to the side. Just barely, he could discern a raspy sound ascent up to his ear. His eyes widened as he understood what she was trying to do.
Finally, the rasping quieted and words were formed as Colleen began to speak to him. He felt his eyes water again as he listened to the beautiful sound. Her voice was quiet and soft, like a small brook trickling over rocks in a forest. "Peter, I'd like to fly with you."
He lifted his head and looked down upon her pale face and nodded. For the last time, he put his arms under her, supporting her weight, and lifted up into the air. He flew her high into the sky. He flew so high, the ship was but a speck far below. The stars reflected up from the water, and it was as if they were surrounded by their heaven. Just the two of them.
The night was quiet and the wind was soft. Peter watched Colleen's face. Her eyes held stars in them and a smile was on her face. A single tear made a gentle descent down her cheek. She looked back to him and Peter wished he would stop crying. "Colleen, don't leave. We still have forever. The sky just won't be the same without you. Please don't go."
He was holding her tightly as if he could hold on to her life and keep it from leaving with just his small grip. "Oh, Peter. We will still have forever. Every time you fly, I will be there flying circles around you."
He laughed.
"Thank you for all that you have done for me." She lifted her hand and stroked his cheek softly. Her body was getting colder by the second. He looked down at her shaking body and began rubbing her arm, hoping to bring some warmth to it. He knew it was almost time. Then she smiled and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Then she said something he would remember forever.
"Don't cry Peter, for we have the stars."
Colleen's last breath was swept up with the wind and her crystal eyes looking up to Peter and the stars beyond, closed.
That night, as the wind blew softly, the water crashed upon the rocks, and the stars glittered up in their heaven, Peter Pan held a winged girl in his arms and cried.