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That night Wendy sat in her new room, taking in all the unfamiliar surroundings. The room was, undoubtedly pretty, with its soft peach and cream furnishings, a small ornate lamp cast a warm glow and an attractive wooden case held her books, but gone were all the things that Wendy cherished; her collection of much-loved dolls, the wooden swords and of course the clothes which she used to take so much pleasure in dressing up in. It seemed that all the things that were missing were the things from her childhood; all the things that mattered most to her in the world were gone. Even though the nursery was only down the hall, to Wendy, it felt that it was as far away and unreachable as the stars. Her mother told that, of course, she could still visit the nursery, but Wendy knew that the visits would gradually stop and the things expected of her, as a young woman, would grow.

Wendy crossed the room in anguish, only to sink down onto her knees on front of the window, which she refused to close. She clutched, in her hands, the acorn; Peter's "kiss", her eyes darkened and she made suddenly as if to hurl it from the window, only to lower her hand, her eyes awash with unshed tears. To anyone who would care to look up at her window, the site of her face would surely have broken even the hardest of hearts.

Wendy turned her face towards the full, luminous moon, which seemed to shimmer silver through her tears. "Oh Peter," she whispered, her voice full of sorrow, "What have I done? I made a choice...but was it the right one?" The full weight of her unhappiness suddenly hit her and she knew, beyond a shadow of doubt, that the decision she made to leave Neverland had been wrong. She leaned forward, resting her head in her arms as sobs racked her body. Through her haze of grief, she suddenly remembered telling Peter that there was so much more to life... "Well, I was wrong," she thought, "I left a life in Neverland...with Peter...to grow up in a life full of social obligations...to live my life the way others tell me too, to marry whoever my family thinks suitable...if this is to be my life...then I don't want it..."

On the moonlit roof of Wendy's home sat a boy...but this was no ordinary boy; he was clad only in vines and leaves, his dishevelled blond curls looked as though they had never seen a hairbrush, his hands and feet...Aunt Millicent would never have let him in the house, but his eyes were the first things to be noticed; they were the colour of faraway, exotic waters, a sparkling blue-green that promised magical endeavours. But now, there was no sparkle in his eyes, the laughter that was usually there was gone...his mouth that was as a rule turned upward in a quirky grin was straight and solemn.

Pan sat still and silent, listening as Wendy wept, his heart tearing with each sob. Tears glistened in his own eyes, but being the proud boy that he was, he refused to let them fall. Breaking into his reverie, a sudden ball of bright light threw itself at him, berating him, with each of her assaults Tinkerbell covered Peter in showers of fairy dust, causing him to wave his hands aggressively at her. Not used to this treatment Tinkerbell sat on Peter's bronzed shoulder and sulked.

Oblivious once more to his wayward fairy, Peter leant over cautiously until he could peer over the roof's ledge and see through the open window. His heart leapt in an unfamiliar manner as he caught site of the top of Wendy's head which was shaking with barely suppressed sobs, he ached to comfort her, to reach out to her and stop her crying so bitterly, but he did none of this, instead he sank backwards, lying flat out on the roof.

He didn't understand; he thought Wendy had wanted to leave Neverland to grow up, he thought she would be happy. The only reason he had came to Wendy's house on this night was to see her beautiful smile as she told stories, to listen to her soothing voice and watch her animated movements as she flew about the room getting swept up in the excitement of her tale. But none of this happened, his first surprise had been when he discovered her, not as he assumed in the nursery, but in a different room, which seemed to now be her own. His only relief had been when he found she had left the window open; Hooks taunts still ringing in his ears.

Peter thought it strange that he had felt such a compelling need to return to the Darling house, he hadn't expected to miss Wendy so much when he returned to Neverland alone. He did of course, miss the lost boys, but Wendy was the person he craved... Hope suddenly rose within him, making him sit up straight on the roof, "Perhaps..." he thought, "Perhaps...she will come back to Neverland with me...maybe the reason that she's so sad is because she, herself, misses me as I do her...perhaps she no longer wants to grow up...I could save her...bring her back where she belongs..." Tinkerbell glared at Peter suspiciously, as if sensing his intentions. Unaware of Tinkerbell's stare Peter slowly rocked backwards and forwards on his heels, doubt suddenly consuming him, "What if she refuses to go back with me? What if she says that she doesn't really care for me...what if she has forgotten all about me..." he thought despairingly. Fear of Wendy's rejection made him stand up abruptly, causing an indignant Tinkerbell to fall from his shoulder, he paused, biting his lip, "I'll come back tomorrow," he decided, "I'll come back tomorrow and talk to her...I need time to...to...think about what I'm going to say to her..." With finality Peter pushed off hard from the tiled roof and launched himself into the air...towards Neverland, Tinkerbell following gleefully...

A sudden noise on top of the roof made Wendy lift her head and peer into the dark night sky, "Peter!" she exclaimed impulsively...but there was nothing there...she saw, or rather, she imagined she saw a dark figure gliding gracefully through the sky, followed by a faint glow of light, but as she raked her eyes desperately over the heavens she saw nothing but stars...one she fancied to be twinkling brighter than most...

Well, that's the third chapter finished!! Hope it's alrite – please keep reviewing!!