Disclaimer: don't own Peter pan character's. AH! i forgot to disclaim the song from last chapter1 i don't own, Go the Distance from Hercules. nor do i own a dream is a wish your heart makes from Cinderella. lol, i know i'mma loser for using a bunch of disney songs but i love 'em! besides, they suit this fic lol.

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Lyndel sighed as she stretched lazily underneath the fur covers of Peter's king size bed. Then she realized she wasn't alone. She opened her eyes to see six pairs staring back at her.

"Ah!" she yelped as she pulled the covers up instinctively.

"Ah!" they all yelled back. They all stared at each other for a few moments before she arched a brow.

"Um, this isn't going to be a normal routine is it?"

They boys looked at each other and looked back at her shaking their heads, "No."

She smiled, "Good. Now, where's Peter? He said he was going to take me on a tour of the island today."

"Oh," slightly began, "He went to spy on Cap'n Hook, to see if he's noticed you're gone or something like that. But you can't go touring without breakfast Lyndel-lady!"

The boys lead her out and she the best breakfast she's had in a long time, and shortly after the boys were asking her what it was like to work on Hook's ship.

"Oh, it was awful! All I ever did was sweep, dust, mop, scrub. It was terrible. The only thing I ever had to look forward to was dreaming, but I guess all my dreaming has paid off!" she smiled brightly.

"What do you mean?" Cubbie asked.

"Well, I don't have to dream anymore, now that I'm here."

"But what does dreaming have to do with coming here?" the twins asked together.

She looked at the boys confused, "Don't you know what a dream is?"

They looked at each other to see if anyone knew the answer and then looked back at her, shaking their heads slowly. She smiled sweetly as she picked up tootles and sat him in her lap.

"Well, then let me tell you," she announced.

Peter came in but the boys did not notice nor did Lyndel. He was about to speak up when Lyndel had started to sing. He flew up to a high shelf like branch and stared down to listen:

"A dream

Is a wish

Your heart makes

When you're fast asleep

In dreams

You will lose

Your heartache

Whatever you wish for

You keep

Have faith in your dreams

And someday

Your rainbow will come

Smiling though

No matter how

Your heart is grieving

If you keep on believing

The dreams that you wish

Will come true."

"Gosh," Cubbie started, "That was really pretty Lyndel-lady."

She blushed and the boys all agreed with Cubbie.

"Will you sing us another?" Nibs asked.

"Another time, but as soon as Peter arrives—

"He already has," Peter declared as he swooped down and getting a shriek of surprise from Lyndel.

"Don't ever sneak up on me like that!" she yelled still in shock, and Peter simply replied with a cocky grin before addressing the boys.

"Ok, we'll be gone all day so I want you to adjust this tree and give her a nice room. Maybe somehow build it above mine so she can have a view of the bay and Neverland." The boys nodded and rushed out to gather supplies while Peter scooped Lyndel up before she could even react and flew out.

"Peter slow down! I thought this was going to be a tour!" she exclaimed before she looked down and saw they were over a lagoon. Her eyes widened, "Fly away hurry!"

This confused Peter, and he shook his head to rid it away, "But you just said…..why don't you wanna go to the lagoon?"

"First of all, I would here pirates talking all the time about how they drown people and don't like girls, and two…..I can't swim."

"I won't let you fall or get drowned."

Lyndel scowled, "Idon't need you to save and protect me peter. I am so very grateful for getting me off that ship but I can take care of myself," she declared as they lowered to the forest ground. They're feet touched the earth and Peter raised an eyebrow.

He asked challengingly, "Oh yah? Can you wield a sword?"

"Well…..no."

"Can you shoot and arrow?"

"No but—

"Can you throw a dagger?"

"Yes!" she said.

He looked at her skeptically, "at an aimed target?"

Her head dropped, "No."

"Then what, oh might lady, can you do?"

She stood up in a stance and bobbed her weight from one foot to the other in a sideways stance, "Put 'em up!"

"Come again?" he asked a bit baffled.

She brought her fists up, "C'mon you panty hosed ninny! Put 'em up!"

His face reddened in anger, "Ninny! How can I be a ninny if I don't what exactly you're trying to do! Is this your brilliant way of protecting yourself? Confusing your enemy and distracting him by looking like an idiot?" she swung at him and he bearly dodged it, "What the hell are you doing!"

"Boxing! I'm may be small but I pack a punch," she swung again but Peter caught it and smiled smugly.

"Oh really? And what might you do now, Lynn?"

"This!" she knocked her head against his. While his guard was down she took an upper cut swing but he caught it again.

"Stop! I get your point! Sheesh! Let's go over to the lagoon now." He said quite frustrated and befuddled.

"Wait! What about…"

"Well since you don't want me to help you I suppose you can box your way out of the water," he snidely remarked. She scowled at the back of his head and huffed.

"Look, I'm no basic D.I.D. is all. There's nothing wrong with that," she stated.

He turned to her confused, "D.I.D.?"

She sighed, "Damsel in Distress?"

"Oh. Well you know, there's nothing wrong WITH being a damsel in distress."

"Yes there is! There is no way I'm going to let myself be one of those girls who get rescued by they're night and shinning armor, and I'm not going to the lagoon!"

Peter scowled, "Fine! But I am." He turned swiftly around acting like the little stubborn boy he was.

Lyndel scowled back, "Fine!" she turned on her heel acting like the stubborn teenage girl she was.


Lyndel stopped through the forest muttering to herself when she crashed into someone. She looked up and saw a grim, blank face of an Indian, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going," she apologized and started to walk away when she found she was surrounded by several Indians with sharp spears pointing at her.

"You, walk like pirate," drown the man she crashed into and she was suddenly seized, "Pirates we kill." Her eyes widened in horror.

"Mother Fletch am I in trouble now," she stated the obvious.


Peter was down at the lagoon glaring at nothing. The mermaids were trying to cheer him up, flirting all the way when suddenly they gathered and chatted excitedly amongst themselves. Now peter did not like not being part of a secret so he eagerly asked, "What? What is it!"

"The Indians have captured a pirate and are going to burn it at the stake! How exciting!" Peter's bronze tanned face paled as he shot up in the air and headed for the Indian camp.


She hadn't even fought back a scream when she felt her flesh begin to burn. Tears were streaming down her face. She had heard cheering and bitterly thought of her dream, 'well I guess this is goodbye. Just wish I had someone to say goodbye too.' She felt consciousness leaving her and knew this was it.


Lyndel moaned as something cool was dabbing her face. She scrunched her brow and lightly opened her eyes, to find the face a pretty Native American.

"Oh good," the Indian began softly but cheerfully with a smile, "You are awake."

"Yes, it appears I am, but how…..how is that possible?"

"Little Flying Eagle saved you," (a/n: I got that from a story so if you've read it I don't own it! It belongs to the person whose story it was in. If someone knows the story please tell me so I can tell the author! But then again it might be the actual name they use, but I've never seen the first Disney movie…..just the second hehe)

"An eagle saved me? Now I've heard everything," the Indian giggled, and it comforted Lyndel somehow.

"No, no. It was not an eagle! Forgive me, but that is the Pan's tribal name here."

"Peter? Peter saved me?"

"Sorry if I broke your 'Anti-D.I.D.' streak. We Panty Hosed Ninny's don't ordinarily just let friends burn at the stake," a voice rang from the entrance of the tee pee. The two looked over and Lyndel's eyes softened when she saw Peter's hands and wrists bandaged. He was at the foot of the bed, that same cocky smile on his face, but his eyes showed deep concern.

Lyndel looked to the girl, "Do you think I can stand?"

The girl replied a bit worried, "I do not know, but if you think you're strong enough….." Lyndel nodded and stood up a bit shaky, the girl and peter both taking a step forward towards her just in case she stumbled. She gained her balance and stared at Peter who was now two feet away looking at her a bit concerned. In an instant she threw her arms around Peter's neck and hugged him. His eye's widened and his face had a small tinge of pink before he lightly hugged her back, not wanting to irritate his burnt hands.

"Thank you," she whispered whole heartedly.

He smiled into her hair, "You're Welcome Lynn," he pulled away, "Well let's go—

"Wait!" Lyndel interrupted before turning to the girl, "What is your name?"

"Princess Tiger Lily."

Lyndel bowed, "Thank you so much Princess Tiger Lily."

Tiger Lily blushed, "Oh my! You are most certainly no pirate," she smiled and began, "Are you to stay here permanently?"

"Well yes, I have no where else to go,"

"Wonderful! Oh you must have a tribal ceremony! It is the least we can do! And if you are to stay, we would be honored to welcome you as part of our tribe and family!"

"That's a great idea!" Peter exclaimed, "When should it be held?"

"I'd say in two nights!"

"Oh," Lyndel cut in, "No, I couldn't…..it's so nice of you but I don't think I'm wor—

"Nonsense!" Tiger Lily interjected, "Two nights and it is final! And Peter, you cannot fly her home with your hands burnt so badly. I suggest you walk," she said sternly. Peter nodded annoyed, and Lyndel said her thanks again and they began to walk out.


They walked there in silence and slid down the slid and saw ahead of them where Peter's room used to be. In place there was a dark tunnel that seemed to head downward. Peter was confused, surely this was not her new room, and where was his!

"Lost Boys! Fall in!" The boys tumbled through and stood in straight line, "Where are our rooms!" Slightly stepped forward.

"Father, if you look up you shall see…..a perch if you will that leads to your room. There are ladder steps engraved into the tree leading up for people who can't fly to get up there. Let us go up shall we!"

They climbed up and peter flew up and it looked just like his old room only there was a perch on the right side where he could fly out there, but it had a mossy curtain that you could shut to keep the light out and to make the room hidden from the outside more than it was. It was quite high up.

"Splendid boys! But…..where is Lyndel's?"

"we'll have to climb down again," they all did and head to the far right and now stood in front of a rope ladder that Peter and Lyndel had not noticed, "Up we go!" to get into her room there was a door you had to push up, and when they were all up nibs kicked it shut, "A girl must have a lot of privacy," Slightly stated matter-of-factly as he described the room. The bed was to the left and to the right there was a closet type place where, at some point they supposed she would have others, her clothes would go. Then straight ahead she had a balcony and a mossy curtain as well. They went out to the balcony and her view was breath taking. It was up in the trees and the view was in a large gap between tree branches and through them you saw the ocean and the bay, as Peter had suggested, "Now, on your balcony we strung a flower bearing vine and the flowers bloom every morning so you'll always have flowers when you wake up. and to your left there's Peter's little perch balcony for himself, since we figured he would have the patience to fly down and fly up to your room. Now Peter, we also figured that you would need a balcony since you'll be flying in and out but also you just didn't seem like the leaning over type, but leaning against type if you ask me," slightly said but was engulfed in a huge hug along with all the others.

"Oh thank you boys! This is beautiful! I couldn't have asked for a better room!" Lyndel squealed, "Now, let's eat. And after wards I'll tell you of how I was almost burned at the stake!" she received all sorts of questions for this but she shushed them and headed down for dinner.

well? what do you think? it will get better i promise! lol mother fletch. i love Shreck. gah i don't that either. lol later on she may say some things but she's not a wanna be ganster! lol she's just modern is all. but that's not coming up for a few chapters. please R&R! thankies! love ya!