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A/N: I know, you all are going to complain about how I'm going too fast but I really want to get down to the basics about what is going on, I'm trying, ok? Enjoy!

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Handsome eyes opened, Peter Pan breathed in the fresh air and saw that Wendy had left the room. He ran a hand through his untidy gold locks, suppressing a yawn before standing up.

Sitting in a chair and eating downstairs, was his dear wife and daughter. They had on identical masks of detachment.

Peter pulled out his pipes and played a musical note, it made Jennifer's heart soar but Wendy was too deep in her own thoughts to mind the noise. His daughter looked up to him with hopeful eyes as he floated down beside her, "Did you get a good night's sleep?" She nodded, giving him a half smile and Peter turned to the white gowned figure. He landed on his feet and wrapped an slender arm around her shoulders, "Cheer up my Wendy. I can't bear to see you in such a state."

She didn't respond and he bared little pearls of teeth, making funny faces.

A smile twitched on her face, Peter said reassuring, "Cam will be fine. Today, we will visit the mermaids and they will tell us what we'll need to know." Jennifer asked straight away, "Can I come as well?" His face frowned, turning into a familiar face of seriouness, "I'm sorry Jen, it would be too dangerous. If you're anything like your Mother, it would put you in deep trouble."

She begged, tugging his arm, "Please? I promise to behave. I've ever so desired to see the mermaids!"

Wendy spoke up, "Stay by us and you may come." Peter gave her a gaze and she murmured, "Peter, don't...I don't have the energy to argue with her this morning." He asked, his mood switching to concerned, "Are you sure you want to come?"

She got up, sadness shining in her eyes, "I am not staying in this place a second longer. I don't think my heart could take it."

Peter took her hand and all three of them flew out to the Lagoon. Peter said to Jennifer, "Stay by your Mother." Wendy took her daughter and turned her away from the waters, Jennifer looked back at the mermaids and saw these horrible ugly creatures. They weren't beautiful but an utter most mysterious. Wendy instructed her to sit down and she obeyed, then decided to sit closer to the water. Inquiringly, she sat by the rocks and kicked her feet by the water's edge.

Ripples formed around her legs and a finned hand touched her skin, sending a cold jolt through her nerves. A scream escaped her lips and as murky figure emerged from the depth, yanking at her ankle. Wendy heard her cry and took Jennifer by the armpits, lifting her up and away from the shore.

Peter flew over and he saw that his wife was glaring daggers at her daughter, who looked near tears.

Peter said to Wendy, "She's safe, that's all that matters. Wendy, they said to talk to the Redskins. We should be able to get there and back before nightfall." She took his hand, shooting a pointed look at Jennifer who took her hand.

They took off into the air, right in the middle of flying over Neverland, Peter had slowed down and winced.

Turning worried, Wendy asked over the rushing wind, "PETER, WHAT'S THE MATTER?"

He grimanced, dropping out of the sky with the rest of them. They were falling over hundred feet in the air and Wendy thought to herself as the ground got closer, This is it. This is the end.

Someone grabbed her arm and she stopped falling, Jennifer was still floating and had Peter by the arm as well. Their daughter gently set them onto the forest floor, Wendy crawled over to Peter who looked near unconsciousness. She shook his shoulder, "Peter?" His head jerked up, "Wh-What?" Wendy helped him up, "We nearly died. Peter, what happened?"

"I don't on, we have to get to the Redskin camp, they might let us sleep there for the evening."

He started walking, like nothing had just happened. Jennifer gave her mother a look and Wendy shook her head, following after the leaf-cladded being. It was just like the young Peter Pan not to care about a situation after it occured. They walked for a little in till they reached the camp. The Indians watched them in fascination, or towards the twelve-year-old girl.

Peter made his way to the Elders tent, they greeted him as if they were expecting them. The Princess Tigerlily watched Jennifer with watchful eyes as Peter asked in their language, what they needed to do. The Elder spoke and he nodded, looking a little confused and she repeated her answer. As they walked out, Wendy asked, "What did she say?"

"The Elder said that an event needs to take place. She wasn't clear exactly, just a certain event. We're allowed to spend the night here."

Wendy pondered about what Peter said as dawn set, she sat in her chair for a long time before going to check on her daughter. This was a bit new to her, as a child she always pretended to be a Mother and knew everything that came with it.

But it had been all play, this was real.

She had a real daughter who was growing up to be a beautiful lady. Wendy peeked into the other tent and saw that Her Peter was sitting beside Jennifer's bed, she stayed hidden and listened as he beganto sing softly:

" Roses are blooming, my dear

My pet, my love

I will always be right here

When you need it most, my little dove

Violets are opening, my beloved

My precious, my pearl

Do not forget that you will always be loved

Especially be me, my elysium, my girl "

Tears sprang to her eyes, this was what she had missed. Seeing her husband being so loving, so nurturing.

Wendy turned away and fell asleep for a little while before waking up in the middle of the night beside Peter. Shyly, she looked at his serene face and began counting the freckles on his face silently.

He was so perfect when he slept. To her surprise, Wendy saw a hidden kiss on the right hand corner of his mouth.

Very lightly, she kissed it, murmuring.

"Oh, the cleverness of you Peter Pan."