NEW CHAPTER! sorry i haven't updated sooner- just got back from london and got some very good ideas. so here's the first part of the update please let me know what you think and enjoy!

Wendy opened her eyes. Instead of the bright sunlight she was accustomed to seeing each morning, she seemed to be surrounded by darkness. Trying hard not to panic, she began to looks around, her mind racing as she tried to decide just where she was. It was as her mind raced that Wendy noticed the quiet around her, and as it tends to happen she could then focus on nothing but the silence. Her body shook as it began to register that this place,

'wherever this place is,' Wendy thought, was cold and damp.

She squinted to try and improve her sight but it was useless. She was surrounded by darkness without any idea of where she was or why she was there. Suddenly the surface Wendy was sitting upon dipped suddenly and her stomach was instantly in a knot. At the same time however, Wendy realized something. She had felt that before. She had felt the ground-tilting, stomach-churning feeling long ago, and only once.

"Oh that's silly. That's impossible," Wendy scolded herself out loud, beating back the small glimmer of excitement that this possibility had ignited in her. But as the floor suddenly tilted again, the glimmer rose and beat back all of Wendy's rational thoughts on the subject, for with that second lurch of the floor Wendy knew exactly where she was. The why and how of it all she definitely did not know, but of the where she was most certain.

Instead of using her newfound knowledge to better her captured state, (it appeared to Wendy to be a captured one, although she could not be sure) her mind focused on one thing and one thing only. Peter Pan. And despite the darkness, upset stomach and silent pirates above her Wendy smiled with pure happiness. Peter, her Peter was oh so near and somehow, one way or another, she would see him again. (Of this she was certain.)

Her heart filled with a joy that had been long forgotten but it did not last long.

"Oh Peter," Wendy whispered as tears suddenly began to form in her eyes. She glanced down at her body. "I have returned to Neverland but I am no longer the child you shall always be," she finished softly before allowing her tears and sadness to take hold of her.

Peter sat in darkness in his home underground. His body shook uncontrollably; sweat and tears ran continually down his face, seemingly unnoticed. Never before had he felt such pain. Never in all his days fighting pirates had Peter felt like this. Since the night of his most recent nightmare, Hook's face and one word alone had haunted him.

Wendy

Since that night Peter had hurt. Peter found that his pain was not just of the emotional kind but it seemed that his body ached just as much if not more than his soul. He had not ventured out since that night and his pain had consumed him

His mind was flooded with memories, some of which he remembered and some of which he did not. When Peter's body would finally give in to exhaustion his dreams gave him no relief for the pain followed him there relentlessly.

As Peter sat presently shaking, his mind recalled his most recent of nightmares, and his tears continued to fall.

A/N: more possibly later today but i am so jet lagged i don't know if i can get to it. please review i love hearing feedback and i'm going to post some thank you's with the next chapter. thanks so much!