"Tink, I'm warning you…if you don't hush up…SHH!" Peter Pan was frustrated. Tinker bell was loyal, yes, and trustworthy…some of the time, anyways. But, she was unbearably annoying when she got jealous! Peter sighed. How was he to rescue this girl laying on her bed before him, if Tink woke her up and got her mad! Last thing he needed were girls getting mad…

"She's awfully pretty, Tink…beautiful. Why, she even has a hidden kiss! Beautiful." Peter smiled admiringly at the girl with the long curls, and the smile grew cockier as soon as he noticed the book the beautiful young woman was holding. "Ha! This will be easy, she already knows me!" He walked over to the foot of the bed, and lifted himself into the air, hovering over the slumbering girl. He came extraordinary close to her ear, and whispered, "Awake, sleepy girl, for you will no longer have to bear the pain you carry…" He smiled, and took a breath, drinking in her sweet smell of lilacs.

"Hmmm? Morning already?" Jessica awoke, but did not open her eyes. She spread her arms wide, smacking Peter right in the nose. "OWWWW!" Peter winced in pain and fell off the bed, and scampered to a wall, holding his nose. Jessica's eyes snapped open. 'Ok, it's one thing to smack something that feels human in the morning but the loud outburst is definitely creepy. Is it a thief? Grab the bat.' Jessica grabbed the bat under her bed and leapt out from underneath the covers, and ran to the corner where Peter…where was the little devil? "Where are you! I know you're here, thief! Come out where I can see you!" Jessica refused to let the intruder know she was frightened.

"You sure can pack a punch. We could use you when we fight pirates!" Peter stepped out of the closet and waved, giving a little smile but whimpering in pain, holding his nose. "Thank you, but who the heck are you? I'm armed!" Jessica kept her guard, but could not help but notice how curiously familiar this intruder was. Clashed in green skeleton leaves and a belt with pipes and a knife, the tan, muscular teen standing outside her closet gave her the strangest feeling. What was even stranger was the brownish blonde hair that was terribly messy seemed to match the boy's hair on the cover of the worn book tossed on Jessica's bed.

"Peter. Pan. You should know me, you have my book!" Peter placed one hand on his hip, the other one still occupied with holding his nose, that seemed to be swelling already. "I'm sorry I punched you, I thought you were going to hurt me…you aren't, right? That is the LAST thing I need right now…Mr. Pan…if you are who you say you are, would you mind—Jessica never got to finish her sentence, for Peter took off into the air, wincing when he took his hand off his nose. "Oh Peter! It IS you! Oh dear, your nose is bleeding, please come down!" Jessica half smiled apologetically, and rushed over to the side of the bed where Peter sat.

"Ids notig." Peter sighed, knowing that his retort did not work in the least.

"Sure, and I'm the queen of England. Stay here, I'll get a washcloth." Jessica ran into the bathroom, and only five seconds later did she reenter the room with a washcloth soaked with cold water. She kneeled on the bed, and Peter turned to meet her. Jessica took the washcloth and softly cleaned Peter's nose up, until there was no trace of the accident happening, except for the bruise that had now developed. "It might swell; let me see if I have anything." When Jess got to get up though, Peter took her hand and stopped her.

"Girls are always so nurturing; busy, too."

"Peter, what is it?" Jessica tilted her head, washcloth dripping on her lap.

"I want to know your name, of course!" Peter looked at her as if it was so obvious.

"Oh my goodness, of course! Where are my manners? I'm Jessica, and welcome to my humble abode." Jessica curtsied her best. Peter nodded in approval.

"Not even Wendy could do such a fine curtsy! Nevertheless, who cares? We have to go!"

"Go? Ohhhh, Never land, right?" Jessica smiled hopefully.

"The most wonderful place imaginable! You don't need this world, Jess, you can be free from pain in Never Land…will you come with me?" Peter outstretched his hand and half smiled.

"Do you have to ask, Peter Pan?" Peter grinned at this response and led Jess to the window.

"Wait Peter, I'll need a couple of things." Jess stopped, and Peter sighed impatiently.

"Why must girls always waste time packing?" Peter nodded though and Jess grabbed a canvas bag and stuffed some dresses, flower seeds, spices, ribbon, needles, threads of all different colors, material, and some toothpaste and a toothbrush.

"Are you ready to leave this place, Jess?"

"Yes Peter, take me far away. Please." Jess smiled, and held on to Peter's hand.

"Now think of a happy thought…" As Jess thought of one, Peter blew her a kiss full of fairy dust. Jess floated up and Peter joined her, and the both of them flew straight into the stars.