Peter paced around the room looking at the floor and the chair that Michael had been tied to. Finally after several minutes he spoke,
"They haven't been gone very long," he said, "I looks like they left in a hurry,"
"Do you think that we spooked them?" asked Wendy fearfully.
"Not completely," said Peter, "Mydar just doesn't want to get caught before the full moon rises because then and only then will Michael's touch open the book."
"But," said Wendy, "where would he go?" Peter continued to walk slowly around the room. Suddenly he gave a cry and pointed to something in the corner of the room. There in the dust on the floor by the workbench were drawn two circles one inside the other. Inside the center circle there was a straight line.
"Good boy, Michael," he said, "They're going back to Stonehenge!" Peter turned around and started toward the window.
"Wait,' said Mary Darling, "Shouldn't we alert Scotland Yard?" Peter shook his head.
"Not yet," he said, "They wouldn't have a chance against Mydar. With that he and Wendy Flew out the window and headed toward Stonehenge. Floating down on the top of one of the tallest stones they lay down on their stomachs and peered over the edge.
In the center of the stone circles stood Mydar with the book. Another man whose face they couldn't make out yet held Michael by the scuff of the neck and forced his hands down on the book. Instantly the book opened and an iridescent glow came from inside. In the light from the book they could finally see the other man's face. Wendy stifled a gasp,
"That's Damon Barnes the son of the Curator of the British Museum!"
"You mean that skunk who tried to accost you at that party?" said Peter. Wendy nodded.
"At last the power is mine!!" Cried Mydar.
"Remember our deal," snapped Damon, "you get Tir Na Nog. I get Neverland and Wendy Darling!!"
"Over my dead body!" hollered Peter Jumping down from their hiding place and grabbing Michael away from Damon.
"That can be arranged," Hissed Mydar who was standing in the stream of light that was coming from the book.
He fired a massive burst of energy that barely missed Peter and blew a fifteen-foot wide crater in the ground.
Peter duck behind a rock and shielded Michael from debris.
"Wendy," he yelled, "We've got to close that book before he grows to powerful to stop!" Peter reached to and picked up a rock and with all his strength threw it at Mydar. Mydar who was distracted by Damon's yelling about their deal again didn't see the rock until it was too late. The rock struck him full in the chest and knocked him backwards off of the book. Peter and Wendy ran up and summoning all the strength that they possessed shoved the book closed. The light subsided and as soon as the book was closed it sealed again. Mydar was back on his feet and furious he held up his and shot a stream of energy that connected with Peter's forehead. Peter slumped to his knees and began to quake and shiver.
"What are you doing to him?" Asked Damon
"I'm tormenting him with his worst nightmare!" replied Mydar gleefully
Wendy looked on trying to think of someway to help Peter when suddenly Peter cried out,
"No Wendy, Please don't say that!" his eyes were brimming with tears,
"Please don't hate me!"
Peter's sword fell from his hand as his tears flowed freely down his face. Damon walked toward Peter and raised his sword. Just as he was beginning his downswing to lop Peter's head off he suddenly lurched and the looked on his face became one of pain and disbelief, he looked down to see Wendy on one knee in front of him with the blade of her sword buried his chest.
"Why, Wendy," he said as his knees gave out and he slumped to the ground.
"To understand why, you would have to understand love." Said Wendy quietly.
"Foolish girl," Hissed Mydar, "You're only delaying the inevitable!" Wendy turned around and practically threw herself on top of Peter.
"Peter," she called wiping away his tears, "I could never hate you. I love you!"
Peter instantly became more and more calm. Enraged Mydar intensified his attack on Peter's mind. Wendy remained there clinging to Peter and instead of retreating into his tortured state intelligence began to flow back into his features.
"No," Mydar when Peter broke his control. In a fury he threw everything he had at them. Wendy, Peter and Michael weaved their way through Stonehenge dodging the multiple attacks directed at them.
" You can't beat me, Pan," he shout I have already absorbed more than enough power to beat you."
"Tell me, Mydar," Said Peter, "how can you attack all three of us at the same time and still maintain the concentration that it takes to contain your knew power? You can't!"
Mydar looked down and saw one hole after another beginning to appear in his magical body as the power forced it's way out.
"NOOOO!!" he yelled as he exploded in a white fireball that sent a shockwave through all of Stonehenge. Wendy huddled behind a rock clutching Michael until the roar subsided. When she opened her eyes and looked up she saw Peter there with his arms around both of them. He smiled at her warmly.
"It's over Wendy," he said, "Damon will recover just in time to spend most of the rest of his life in jail for kidnapping and attempted murder and the dreams of the world are safe thanks to you."
LATER THAT NIGHT…Peter floated outside Wendy's window as Wendy stood on the sill.
"Well," He said, "I guess this is goodbye, I'll take the book by Tir Na Nog so that Fin Vira can put those new safe guards on it, then it's back to Neverland." He gently touched Wendy's cheek,
"Thank you for caring." He said quietly and with that he turned and flew off toward Tir Na Nog.
The Flight back to Neverland was uneventful Peter had consider stopping by to see Wendy just once more, but he figured why make a hard thing harder.
"I'll say one thing," thought Peter, "the man that she chooses had better be good to her. She deserves all the love a man can give her and more."
Peter glided over the trees and landed softly in front of hangman's tree entering the hideout he walked into the man room. As he paused in the doorway the new lost boys came to meet him. All talking at once they tried to tell him of their latest adventure. Suddenly a sparkling light on the wall distracted Peter. With his eyes he traced it across the room until his eyes came to rest on Wendy standing in the doorway that led to the kitchen. The sparkle was from Peter's special diamond ring that that now rested on the ring finger of Wendy's right hand. Peter's eyes widened.
"Does this mean what I think it means," he asked. Wendy smiled and nodded
"Living a fulfilling happy light doesn't mean aging it means being where you want to be and being with the person that you want to be with." She said
Peter flew across the room to her and kissed her lips ever so gently.
"Come," he said as he took her hands in his and they floated up off the floor, "Let me show you your kingdom, my Queen." When Tinkerbell saw how happy Peter was she could no longer bring herself to be jealous of Wendy, and all of Neverland celebrated for Peter Pan had his Wendy-lady."
-THE END -