Strokes: Hmm, some of what you said was right. Can't say exactly what. ;) I hope this next one keeps you on the edge of your seat, but don't fall off!

Princess Jennifer: Yeah, I have to agree. I tried writing an H/Hr, but it didn't turn out too good. I wanted to test out writing a new genre. Aww, too bad you are ill! I hate being sick! Here's a lolly, they are better tasting then medicine. -hands her a cherry lolly-

Kassi: Alright, will do!

striderwen: You sound hyper....ROCK ON! :)

Zorrina: Yeah, he'll stress. THankies for reviewing!

softballsweeti11: Updatin'!!! Nice to see you again!

firehottie: Hello, welcome, hiya, salutations, bonjour, salut, aloha, etc. -eats lollies- Srry, hyper. Thanks for checkin' this out!

A/N: This is a very short one but I needed to fit it in somewhere. Also, I need a little time to think up everything else. I have all the main points for the rest of the story but I want to fill in the blanks! Enjoy this one!

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- agonized screams - so loud - the blue blue sky above - a child's laugh - a ship rocking - sparkling tears - the nightlights - no longer lit -

Peter Pan awoke in a sweat soaked sheets, a bad feeling was creeping into his spine. He got out of the guestbed and knocked over the lamp in his hurry, it crashed in the dark room, awaking everyone. Peter ran out of the room, down the hall into the old nursery door. Mr. and Mrs. Darling, John, and Micheal watched him bewildered in their robes as he threw open the door and laid his sight upon the empty beds.

Peter felt his world spin as he mumbled, "No...no..."

The others came in and gasped, John raced downstairs to phone the police; Mrs. Darling began crying, Mr. Darling tried to calm her, Micheal shook his head, and our dear Peter lost consciousness.

When he awoke, the police asked him questions; When did they discover the children were missing? Did they have any enemies? Did something like this ever happen before? Peter answered them and Micheal sent him home, he walked into his house, greeted by a worried Tinkerbell.

She blurted, "Mrs. Darling called me! You poor thing!" His beautiful eyes water, "I don't know if they're hurt or..."

Tinkerbell looked at him queerly, "Do you think, that they could be at.....?" Peter blinked, "Of course, why did I think of it?!" She started up the stairs, "We're going to get them." He nodded, "Yes - wait a moment, WE?" Tinkerbell answered behind her shoulder, "Yes, silly ass, come on!"

He followed her and she presented him with a red sack; Peter raised an eyebrow. Tinkerbell placed her hand on the sack and pulled out; fairy dust! He gaped as she sprinkled herself and soon, she had shrunk down into her glowing fairy self. Peter asked cautiously, "Tink? How did you bloody do that?" She chimed, "Nevermind. C'mon, we have to get to your kids."

Tinkerbell blew dust on him and took his finger, dragging him across the hall, "Out the window now. We'll get them back." Tinkerbell flew up into the air, taking with her, Peter. And so began, another great journey.

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