As the early hours of the morning crept over everyone sleeping, things began to become much clearer. And by clearer, dreams were becoming vivid; goals were coming forth throughout Neverland.

In the middle of the Jolly Rodger snoring like a hog, ol' Captain Hook was dreaming about his very evil yet carefully thought out plan. He smiled as he dreamed of finally catching Peter, which is his ultimate pursuit.

Just down the hall, Lynn was tossing in her sleep about the past few days. Julie had died; there was nothing left for her now. Only the day after her death was she offered something she's always dreamed about. In her dreams, her thoughts tossed her like the waves of the ocean, trying to conclude what she must do.

And from her open doorway, Conner watched as she slept uneasy. He did not know what Hook had talked to her about the day before, but he was worried. He knew she was fragile, and he knew Hook was a very good persuader. And so, Conner watched her nervously, not wanting to lose the only friend he had to the side of evil.

Over in her small birdcage on the isle of the Lost Boys', Tinkerbell couldn't stop thinking about Julie, surprisingly. She knew she had to be honest with Julie finally. And for the first time ever, the small, stubborn, sometimes jealous fairy felt she knew what she must do. She owed it to Julie.

Then, in the middle of a wonderful dream, Peter Pan dreamt of something that had never occurred to him before. Bursting out from his dreams of sword fighting and playing with the Indians, Peter saw a white fence. He slowly dropped to the ground and followed it to the gate and went through it. He looked up at a cobblestone house in the midst of a beautiful forest with a little garden out front. He made his way towards the door, hearing cheerful voices inside. He looked at the green door and down at the wooden handle. 'Should I open the door? What will happen? Will everything change?'

And then, he glanced to the floor and noticed a welcome mat that read, 'Choice.' He didn't understand it one bit, but still he could hear the laughter inside. Not standing the intensity any longer, He took hold of the wooden handle and opened the door. Peter stepped inside and went into the living room, where all of the noise was. He stopped in and instant, completely frozen. At that moment, in his very dream, Peter Pan's way of thinking had entirely changed. The sight before him would impact his life of childhood forever.

Finally, there was Julie Annesley fast asleep in her quilted bed, dreaming the intense dream that grew deeper, clearer, and darker every time she shut her eyes. This time, there was something new in this nightmare. Julie could hear clanging steel as her heart raced. Shouting and cheering could be heard all around her. Then, she felt the great piercing pain in her left shoulder just as before. But then, she saw two great red eyes staring her down as she slowly fell into unconsciousness.

"AHH!" Julie awoke that morning, screaming throughout the entire terrain of Neverland. All the way on the ship, Lynn awoke uneasy, hearing the horrible shout of pain. Even ol' Hook getting ready for that day looked at Smee curiously. The Indians, the mermaids, the fairies, and the lost boys all heard the shout of true suffering.

Then, coming from out of his deep thought of his room, Peter flew as fast as he could straight across and down into Julie's room. He bent over her and took her in his arms as she rose up from her sleep in fear.

"Julie! Oh Julie, what's wrong, are you hurt?" He asked worriedly.

But she could only breathe heavily, still in shock from the vividness of the evil face. Peter watched her still in agony from her dreams, so focused and concerned of what was wrong. He had to know what she kept dreaming about. But, he knew that she could not begin tell him, not now.

"Here," He said as Brinkley entered the room with a coconut full of spring water. He put it to her lips, and she slowly drank it, beginning to calm down. Then, Brinkley took the cup and left them in Julie's room alone.

"I'm, I'm sorry," was all she could conjure up for her scream. But Peter would not forget it, "Julie, you don't need to apologize. Don't you know what today is? Are you even ready?"

Just then, Julie got out from the cold blankets and slipped her white blouse on over her purple tank top. She ignored Peter's question as she tied her green shoes and smoothed the wrinkles out from her blue plaid pants. Then, for the first time, she let her hair down, leaving it wild and free.

Still crouched by her bed, Peter awed in her beauty, but then remembered what he needed to say, "Julie, you need to tell me the truth! Are you ready?"

Turning towards him after looking out at the Jolly Rodger coasting off shore, Julie's eyes remained serious, "I was ready a long time ago. But now, I'm more than that. I'm perfect."

Peter's eyes imitated hers as he rose slowly nodding his head. Then, he flew up and out of her room, where all the Lost Boys stood outside of on the wooden bridges. Peter flew over them and cried out, "Today, you boys will show me that warrior that you have pretending so long to be. There is no playing or make believe anymore! Today we fight those pirates, one last time! This is our time, this is our adventure! If you know in your heart that you cannot fight, leave now! Otherwise, crow we me!"

And being the true followers that they were, every single one of the boys crowed in motivation of the great Pan, crowing with them. Then, out from her room Julie came, sword and all, crowing as loud and as mighty as she could. For a moment, she looked up at Peter, who looked back. They knew what this battle meant, and they knew what would happen when it was over. Sadly, Julie looked down away from his eyesight.

Then, Peter stopped crowing, causing everyone to be silent again. Looking at them all, Peter cried out, "Now, let us go and prepare for war!"


Just an hour later, Lynn was in her cabin, finishing putting on her suit. She wore dark green pants and a black blouse with matching boots. She took a dark green bandanna off of her dresser and tied her glossy blonde hair back. Just as she did this in the mirror, she could see Conner's reflection at the door.

He looked at her concerned, and Lynn didn't need to ask him anything because she already knew what he wanted to know. She brushed her slender hair telling him bluntly, "I did talk to Hook this morning if you must know."

Still, he looked at her earnestly, wanting to know more. She sighed aggregately, "I know what I'm doing Conner! You can't stop me!"

He stepped into her room finally, coming up to her, "You can't say that! Don't let her death consume you with pain! I know what it's like to lose the ones you love; but you have to let her go! You can't replace her with this hate! This isn't what you want!"

"And what do you know about what I want? That's right, nothing! You have no idea what I'm like! You obviously don't know me at all!"

Conner ran his fingers through his hair frustrated, and then told her, "Actually, I do. I know you better than anyone in this whole bloody place does! I'm the only one here that cares about you!"

But Lynn had turned from his, facing the wall stubbornly. Conner sighed, realizing she would not be persuaded. She had made her decision. Slowly, he walked to the door. But before he left her, he muttered, "I just wish you were still that innocent charming girl I met on the ships those weeks ago, then maybe you'd still have a chance of getting out."

He left her, just as Lynn shed a tear. She looked slowly up to her reflection in the mirror, seeing her pathetic display of distraught and spinelessness. But then, she breathed hard, wiping the tear from her face. More and more did his words make her upset, then frustrated, and then angry.

She yelled in fury and picked up her brush and threw it against the mirror. It shattered just as she stomped out of the room, up towards the deck. She went outside, and followed the stairs up towards the helm, where the Captain was.

Then, Lynn took her place at his side. She was now completely focused on the day ahead. Nothing filled her mind now but hate and disgust for those who were not in favor of Hook's plan. But what the pirates on that ship didn't realize was that their plan would take place that very day; it would actually fly straight for them, better than Hook could ever imagine.


"Make sure you get your weapons! Don't forget helmets and shields!" Holden, the second oldest boy in the group that was going around the camp, was directing the others to ready themselves for battle.

Meanwhile, Julie was just finishing up some of the traps and weapons that the boys planned to use. Nothing was on her mind now but this epic battle that was soon to come. Actually, it excited her, she was anxious to use her skills she had learned from Peter

Peter. She had just remembered she hadn't talked to him all day. And even more amazing, she realized that she hadn't seen him around. At least, she hadn't in the past few hours. It was close to three o'clock, and they were ready to attack at sunset.

So, she climbed up the ladder to the swaying wooden bridges to make her way up to his fort. But then she realized there was no way up there; it was higher than where she and the boys slept, and Peter always flew into it. She sighed aggravated; she'd have to look all over the island for Tinkerbell.

But just as she continued to run, she passed a glowing light. She stopped and went up to Tinkerbell and said, "Hey, I'm glad I found you, I-"

"I glad I found you too." Julie heard a kind voice say. She looked around her, but found none of the lost boys' were anywhere to be found. But then, she thought it was…no. It couldn't have been Tinkerbell! She put it out of her mind and kept looking around.

"It is me! And I have a few things to say to you!" Julie watched as she heard Tinkerbell speak. She felt as though she would faint.

"You…you talk?" She muttered.

"Well, how else do you think I communicate with Peter?" the little fairy asked.

Julie's mouth dropped, and slowly she conjured up, "I need to sit down. She went over to the swing on the ledge and sat bewilderedly. The golden fairy followed her, eager to explain.

"Listen, no one besides Brinkley and Peter know that I speak your language. At least, that wasn't not until now. It's easier to get around because if I got caught by Hook, he wouldn't expect me to tell him anything about Peter or the boys, or you."

Still, Julie was confused, "But then, why are you talking to me? I thought you hated me. I thought that you wanted me to go home and leave Peter here alone with you."

"At first, I did hate you. I despised you really."

"Thanks." Julie replied sarcastically.

"No no, listen. But then, the other day, you saved my life. That crocodile would have eaten me if it wasn't for you. I now know that I can trust you. And also, I know that you won't draw Peter away from me."

"How do you know that?" Julie wondered.

The little fairy spoke as she thought deeply, "Because I can see it in your eyes. You came here to find your friend and take her home. I can see in your eyes that you know it is best for Peter to remain here. You, unlike the others, are wise and realize what Peter is: an immortal boy. You know that what he wants more than anything is to stay young and have fun forever and ever. Even though you care for him, you are going to leave him."

"What? I don't care about Peter? He's just a boy; thirteen at most! I'm sixteen, turning seventeen next week if my calculations are right. I really don't like him!"

"Then why are you trying to get up to his tree house I wonder?" Tinkerbell grinned.

"Hey, I'm just worried that's all! I don't want him chickening out before we fight!"

"Uh, huh. Well then, if that's the case, I'll send you and your emotionless self on your way up to see him!"

She flew up and around Julie until she was covered with fairy dust. Then, Tinkerbell whispered into her ear somewhat mockingly, "Now, think of a happy thought! Your happy thought!"

Julie eyed her annoyed, but then she ignored her and began to fly towards Peter's fort. Tinkerbell smiled suddenly, but then became sad. She realized that what she had said was indeed true, and was a horrible thought for both her, the Lost Boys, and Peter. Julie would leave once the fight was over.

"Peter?" Julie called out as she stepped onto the wooden floor of Peter's room. She saw him sitting on the railing of the opening to the ocean, looking out at the sun. Slowly, she went over to him, and looked into his troubled face.

"Is everything alright?" she asked.

"I can't explain it," He told her, "That dream made no sense! It was pointless!"

"Dream?" Julie thought out loud, "What dream did you have?"

Peter sighed, "I came to a house, and…" Julie waited for him to go on, but he didn't. "Nothing. It's nothing. Let's talk about something else!"

Seeing Peter really didn't want to talk about it, Julie moved on, "Well, I found out Tink can talk."

"She spoke to you? I thought she hated you! She hates every girl!" He gasped.

"Well, let's just say we have a trust between us now." Julie told him, not telling him about the other day at Skull Rock.

"That's incredible! You really are amazing, aren't you?"

Julie smiled, "Oh, more or less!"

The two laughed together then, causing the mood to become lighter and happier. Peter watched her smile, oh how he loved her smile. Looking at her then, he realized how beautiful she was. Her hair was down and wavy, her brown eyes glistened in the light and just the way she stood made her look like a lady. Then, he noticed her dark blue coat she wore. Just sticking out of the right pocket was a piece of paper.

Grinning, he decided it was time for a little sneakiness. He was as quick as a whip as he lunged for her pocket and took the paper out and flew up into the air.

"Peter, give me that back immediately!" Julie ordered furiously.

"Oh no, I have to read it, it's just too tempting!" He laughed as he opened the letter with her jumping for his heals unsuccessfully, "I swear if you read that letter I will never-"

But it was too late, he did. It was only four lines long, and he was always fast. Slowly, he came floating down to the ground, and looked up at Julie in shock.

"Did you write this?" He asked her curiously.

Julie ripped the paper from his hands and replied, "Yes I did, but I didn't want you to read it. That's my private song!"

"It's a song?" He marveled, "Oh, could you sing it for me? Please?"

Julie put it back into her pocket and refused, "No! It's not meant to be sung!"

"Then why did you write it?" he pried.

"Because I was in pain when I wrote it! I wrote it just to get rid of the pain! But still, it haunts me!"

She went over to the railing and leaned over, beginning to cry softly. Peter came to her side and said sweetly, "Julie, obviously it will continue to haunt you unless you let it out. Sing me the song; I promise you will feel better."

Julie wiped her tears away, and looked up at him. He stared back, not even beginning to think she looked the least bit blotchy. Then, she put her back to the sun and leaned against the railing, taking a breath and clearing her throat. Then, out like an angel's voice, she sang:

I've heard it said that a girl would climb a mountain
Just to be with the one she loves
How many times has she broken that promise
It has never been done.

As Julie finished, she looked over at Peter, who was gawking at her. She turned away frightened, but she had to look back. He was gazing at her, and stupidly, she asked, "I'm that bad huh?"

Then he gave her an insane look, "Are you kidding? I've never heard a lovelier sound in my entire life!"

Julie smiled shyly, not used to being complemented, "Thanks."

But then, Peter pondered, "Julie, why didn't you ever finish the song?"

"Isn't it clear? There's no place to go with it! That's how the story ends; love never prevails."

"How can you say that? You yourself have told me stories of how true love conquers all else! In the Princess Bride-"

"The Princess Bride isn't real! That's make-believe Peter! Love never prevails in the end. It is always crushed by the evils in this world!"

"That's not true! I-"

"You? How would you know anything about love? You know nothing about it! You've never even been in love! Peter, love results in pain and agony that stays with you until your dying day! There is nothing else but heartache!"

"Then why do I feel so good inside?" Peter yelled out.

Julie froze. She didn't know what he meant…she did, but she didn't want to be sure. But still, she asked, "What do you mean?"

Peter was now sweating as he paced the room, "Why is it I feel amazing then? Every time I'm around you my heart skips a beat! Every time you smile I can't help but smile back! I've never been so comfortable or a pensive as with someone as I have with you! You make me feel a way I've never felt before! You're all I think about every day! More and more each day! You fill my head, and I feel as though I'm in pure ecstasy!"

Just then, Julie realized it. She realized what he was getting at. She turned her head away from him and cried out, "NO! No, don't do this! You can't do this Peter! We are on the verge of a war; we might die tonight! Or worse, we will win and I will go back home with Lynn! We will never see each other again until you come back and I will be old and wrinkled! That would kill me Peter, and I know deep down it would kill you too!"

She put her face in her hands, desperate to be rid of her feelings once and for all. But just as she thought about these things, Peter's great arms came around her for a hug. She accepted it sadly, not wanting to hurt him or herself any longer.

She finally moved out of the hug slowly so she could look at him in the face and said, "I think…" But she stopped. She stared at him. He watched her puzzled as she stepped back to look at him.

Then, she gasped, "Oh my…" she trailed off.

"What?" Peter wondered.

"How did I not see it before?" She told herself, "Why did I not notice it in your voice when I asked you how you were when I came into your room?"

But then, Peter realized that she knew. He went towards the back window and reassured her, "What are you talking about? Everything's as it's been for years! I'm just the same!"

"No your not," Julie confronted him, "Your taller than me Peter! Two days ago you were shorter than me! But now, you're probably three or four inches taller than me! I'd say 5'8! And your voice, it was deeper when you first mentioned the dream! I should've noticed then, but I was too worried about you. I should-"

"NO! I'm just a little boy! I haven't changed! I'm the same! Just the same!" He turned and faced the deep sun, wanting an answer for what was happening. He tried hard not to weep as Julie approached him.

"I don't know why you're changing Peter, do you?" She asked kindly.

"Not a single clue!" He called back.

"Do you think it's because of me? I mean, you never turned older before you met me. But, you didn't start growing until two days ago when we were training. Wait; at the end of the day, I touched your hand! I remember, I've never been able to get it out of my mind!"

"Neither have I; but why would that have any effect on me?" He asked her desperately.

Then, she got it, "At that moment, I realized that I had feelings for you. It was the first time that the both of us felt something more than a friendship for each other!"

"But why would that cause me to grow?" Peter asked her intently. He watched her think as he gazed upon her with his intense dazzling blue eyes.

Julie had an idea, but she did not say it aloud. She couldn't. Just then, she noticed Peter's stare. He was standing taller than her, which Julie was not yet used to. Also, she realized that they were very very close. He watched her silently, reading her like a book. Both of them knew what would happen if someone leaned in just slightly. And the thought of that made Julie quiver in a very intense and passionate way.

Her eyes looked elsewhere for comfort, but she only found it in his deep ocean eyes. Peter couldn't help but gaze upon her beauty. For the first time, he felt a want for something that he had never wanted before.

He took a breath and looked at her comfortingly. She looked back the exact same way, knowing what he was thinking as well. Then, slowly, Peter leaned over slightly and closed his eyes. Julie took a quick nervous breath and closed her eyes anxiously.

Then, Peter's soft and tender lips gently pressed against Julie's rosy ones. But, just after a moment, they both parted. They looked at each other awkwardly, and then Julie ran for the door as Peter turned towards the railing.

"We shouldn't have done that!" Julie exclaimed as she looked at the door, trying hard to not think about what just happen.

"Yes! It shouldn't have!" Peter agreed, also trying to focus on anything but her beautiful lips.

"We'll just pretend like it never happened!" Julie proposed.

"You're right! We'll just go about our business like I never laid my lips upon yours! Just like I never felt your lips quiver sweetly as I rested mine upon them. It'll be as though that wonderful sensation that I've never felt before never ever happened! It's easy!"

"No problem!" Julie agreed.

Then, just at the same time, the two turned quickly and met each other in the center of the room in a warm, passionate embrace. They kissed each other much deeper than before. Peter found his tongue find Julie's as he held her close to him. Julie moaned sweetly at the perfect kiss, never wanting it to end.

The two, after a few moments, did end the kiss and took deep breaths.

"That was incredible!" Peter exclaimed.

"I've never felt like that in my entire life!" Julie confessed, trying to fix her hair.

Then, she felt him take her hand and looked up into his eyes as he asked, "Really? You've never felt like that before? Not even with Johnny?"

Julie put her free hand on his cheek and soothed him, "Not even with Johnny."

Then, she softly kissed him once more, and then took him to his door, and they flew down to the ground together. All around them the camp was in a hurry. They all scurried about getting ready.

Just then, Brinkley ran up to Julie and Peter yelling, "They're coming! They're coming!"

"What do you mean Brink?" Julie asked.

"Come with me!" He told her as he ran back through the woods to the cliff.

Julie looked out over the water and saw the Jolly Rodger coming up in preparing to sail past the Lost Boys' still secret island, planning to wedge the ship between their island and the isle of Neverland. Julie smiled slyly and walked quickly back to the main center of the camp where Peter and the other boys looked at her curiously.

"What is it? What's going on?" Peter asked her.

Then, to all of the boys, she yelled out, "We've got a change of plans, and it may work to our advantage! Everyone follow me! The battle has begun!"