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"Wendy?"

Someone was shaking her awake, Curly said as she jolted upright, "Father wishes to speak to you." Wendy walked out to the front yawning where Peter's back faced her. He sang softly to himself, "Roses are blooming. . ."

She smiled, "Peter?"

He jumped, drawing out his dagger then lowered itat the sight of her, "Oh, Wendy. Good morning."

Wendy inclined her head, "You asked to see me?"

Peter suddenly straightened his poise and said in a deeper voice, "There's a Ceremony at the Fairy Tree...I've been asked to attend and bring a guest. Would you...like to accompany me?" His hands twisted a skeleton leaf on his waist tightly. Wendy cried out happily, "O Peter, it would be an honor!" He flew up without delay.

"Peter, where are you going?"

He answered vaguely, "I have inform them, you can't just barge into the Ceremony." He left and Wendy ran to her brothers, "John! Micheal!" They ran to her, holding up their bows, "What is it Wendy? Are pirates attacking?" She shook her head, "No. I have been invited to a Fairy Ceremony! O, isn't it fantastic? I promise to tell you all about it!"

Their eyes widened in awe and that light disappeared as Tootles shouted, "Let's go hunting!" They raced for the entrance but Wendy blocked it, "Oh no, you don't. You know you're not allowed to hunt without Peter's permission. Now, go sit down and I shall tell you a story." They obeyed readily and Wendy merrily told them the story of Rapenzul, they had not heard of that one yet. The sun had set when she tucked her brothers in.

A hand covered her mouth forcefully. Wendy's scream muffled into it.

Peter hissed, floating above her, "It's me Wendy!" He beaconed her to follow, "Come on, we're leaving for the Ceremony." They stepped out into the cool night air and Wendy asked curiously, "Why aren't we flying there Peter?"

Peter looked at her as if she was stupid and said, "If we flew, we couldn't follow the light."

He made it sound like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

They stood there in the darkness for a while until a small twinkling sound sounded in the distance. Peter pulled her after a iridescent light and soon, they arrived at the Fairy Tree. Both children peeked into one of the many holes in it, the fairies dancing gracefully in couples.

Wendy whispered awed, "I...I remember this." Peter grinned and yanked her once more, leading her into a small tunnel that ended underground. She crossed the threshold after Peter; breathless at the sight of colorful fairies floating high above them and a soft calming light that seemed to make everything glow.

Peter bowed to two large fairies dressed in marvolous clothing. They had hair color of bullion and eyes of indigo.

"Your Highness King Theodore and your Grace Queen Rosemary of the Fairies. It is wonderful to see you once more."

Wendy curtsied and the Queen cocked her head, "Oh Peter, she's beautiful, but dressed so poorly in a dirty gown." Wendy didn't know wheither to be insulted or jovial, so she smiled.

King Theodore clapped his hands and a teal fairy appeared by his side, "Ginny, do take Miss Wendy to clean up." As Wendy was taken away by the little being, the King turned to Peter, "And you shall be dressed up as well." He blinked surprised as a long shining white robe appeared over his skeleton leaves, a wreath of ivy encircled his waist. His leaf bracelet stayed along with Wendy's thimble. Peter looked at his reflection in a pool of water and Queen Rosemary cooed, "There, a true gentleman."

He looked up dismayed, "But, I'm still a boy?"

She said kindly, "Of course."

Peter's eyes changed from reassurance to sure terror as Wendy emerged from another room.

Her hair piled up atop her head, a few tendrils drifted around her face, a rose tucked behind her left ear, she had the beauty of a woman.Wendy smoothed out the fluid-like silver dress that went to her feet absently.

Her face glowed when she gazed at him,with something special...or it was either the affect of the room.

Peter was essentially speechless and the Queen said pleased, "I think he approves Wendy Darling."

Wendy chuckled, her radiant smile showing. Peter held out his hand to her, almost afraid to touch her and her warm hand slipped into his, as if it was meant there. They bowed to each other below the moving fairies. Peter gulped, that feeling had apprehended his stomach tauntly as his arm wrapped around Wendy's thin waist. They swayed to the twinkling music, floating up midair.

Wendy grinned awhite smile and whispered in his ear, "Violets are opening, my life. My jewel, my joy..."

"You're the one who sang the song to me?"

She nodded serenely, "You were dreaming something awful and I sang it to you while you slept." He moved closer, "Wendy, sing another." Wendy agreed, "Only if you will, as well."

She cleared her throat and let out a soft note; her voice vibrating and the several fairies drew to a stop at such a mellow sound.

You see, Wendy was an excellent singer, even better then her own mother.

She sang aloud:

" The stars see all, tell all

The skies are alit with your eyes

Dance, my love, and carry me if I fall

Forever if no goodbyes. . . "

She looked at Peter earnestly and he opened his mouth nervously. A frenzy broke out and the fairies darted around, squealing in high chimes. Both kids came back to the ground as the grand doors burst open.

Queen Rosemary hovered over to them appraisingly. Wendy asked fearfully, "What's going on?" The large fairy said with distaste, "Pirate's have found the entrance...they are massacring as they go."

Peter's upper lip twitched as he drew out his dagger, he turned to the Queen, "Take Wendy away."

"PETER!"

He was already gone. Queen Rosemary eyed her a moment, taking her by the arm and brought out a glinting sword. It was delft colored and had a long handle. The Queen stated, "You know how to use this. The back entrance is to your right, you'll reach him faster." Wendy kept a firm grip on it and swept a bow once before flying out, she fell onto the grass ground upon exiting.

Wendy distinctly heard Peter's laughter and the shouts of the pirates, she got to her feet and ran to the front. Her blood ran cold when things got quieter and the pirates muttered away cheerfully.

Flying pirate's had Peter strung up by his wrists, blood seeped onto the ground. Peter's blood. Rage filled her veins.

Wendy flew up at one of the pirate's, screeching and they clashed swords. Wendy's hair came loose as she dueled with the scoundrels slashed one of the pirate in the head and with a war cry, Wendy cut his neck and the body disappeared into the darkness.

One down, two more to go.

An uglier one with raggy hair came up from behind her, Peter recovered and managed to get one of his hands loose, killing the attacking pirate with his own sword.They glanced at each other and the last pirate appeared out of nowhere, socking Peter in the face, sending him reeling back.

The pirate covered her mouth and Wendy bit his hand, he yelped in pain and she kicked him where it would hurt most. He staggered, floating down a bit and Wendy ran him through. Like a Amazon warrior she yelled aloud again, throwing her sword at the rope still holding Peter and it cut loose.

Wendy landed on her feet, arms outstretched as she caught him in them.

After a moment of distilled silence, Peter looked as if he wanted to. . .well, you know but instead he got down and said, "...Thanks."

Wendy grinned proudly, " 'O, the cleverness of me.' "

Peter laughed, lifting her up by the waist and spun around. They floated above the Fairy Tree, making crowing noises into the night air. Wendy asked as they remained high above the world, "Is there still time to finish our dance?" He shrugged.

She grinned, curtsying and Peter bowed in response.

The entire night, they danced under the moon, to the music of the whispering wind.

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