"Okay... No offence man, but, what the hell kinda name is that?"

"Eh?" he asked. "What do yeh mean? 'S'a normal name where I come from, mate."

"And just where do you come from, mate? You an Aussie? Or are you just some dude that puts on an accent 'cause you think it's cool?" Robyn was no longer afraid, she was just angry. Who did this guy think he was, coming into her room in the middle of the night, waking her up, and then speaking to her in some weird voice while a glowing girl stood on his shoulder? Oh, he would pay.

"An Aussie? I could'a bin at one time, couldn't I h've, mate?"

"Okay," Robyn stood up, she poked him in the chest with her finger and he backed up from her, "number one, I'm not your mate. I don't know who, or what, you think you are, but where I come from, boys don't come in my window at night to talk! Number two, what the hell - OW!" Turning around, Robyn saw the little glowing girl was hovering behind her and making extremely rude gestures as she jabbered on in her own little language that no one could understand.

Well, she thought no one could understand it until Slightly laughed. "Yeh don' wanna know what she's sayin' 'bout yeh, luv. I haven't heard her say stuff like tha' for a long time. Since Wendy came to the Island." He ran a hand through his blonde hair and Robyn suddenly wished she could do the same.

Shaking her head to clear that forbidden thought, she said, "Wendy...? Which Island are you talking about?"

"Don' tell me yeh don' know! Yeh should! I thought the stories would be passed down. Guess not," he answered.

"Stories?" asked Robyn.

"'Bout Neverland, luv. 'S'a place where yeh never grow up. Where no one does."

"Oh!" Robyn cried, understanding finally. "You're talking about Peter Pan and the lost boys, aren't you?"

"Yeh know 'em? Yer grandmum's told yeh stories?"

"Yeh. I mean, yeah."

With a slightly lopsided grin that fitted his name well, Slightly grabbed her hand and walked the couple steps to the window. "Let's go, mate. We're off to Neverland."

"Wait, wait, wait, WAIT! I have some questions for you first."

"Shoot, m'dear," Slightly said with a nod of his head.

"Do you randomly fly in people's windows are try to take them to Neverland, or am I just lucky?"

"What? No. Yer a special one, we need yeh."

"Need me? For what?"

"Alrigh', so I lied. Neverland isn' a place where no one grows up. It used to be. Till the kids stopped believin'. Then the faeries started dyin'. And the faeries are what keeps us alive, luv. So Neverland's dyin' and there's no way we can stop it. Then Pan got an idea. 'Why not get Wendy?' he says. So I was sent here to get yeh, 'cause it turns out, Wendy grew up. She had a family, she got old, and then she died. So, I says to myself, 'Let's get the next best thing!' I was thinkin' Jane, Wendy's daughter, then I realized she'd grown up too. Next thing for me to do was find someone of Wendy's line, who wasn't too old to come to Neverland. See, if I tried to bring yer mum, or your grandmum, tha' wouldn't work. They're too old, see. And it would kill 'em. The only adult ever allowed in Neverland is Cap'n Hook. Dunno why he's allowed and no one else but, I guess it's okay, otherwise, Neverland would be run over by the adults. This way, 's'just us kids. If yeh could even call us tha' anymore. We're startin' to grow up without the faeries."

"Okay, let me get this straight. You need me to come to Neverland with you because Pan told you to bring me?"

"Well," Slightly said hesitantly, "not really. He sent me for Wendy. But since Wendy is, well... dead and all, and her daughter and her granddaughter are too old, yeh'll have to do."

"Hmm, way to make me feel good about myself," she commented. "But what I don't understand is why you need me? Or Wendy. Or whoever. What am I gonna do?"

"Dunno mate. Hope Pan can 'splain it all to yeh."

There was a ringing of bells from somewhere off in Robyn's room. She had completely forgotten about Tinkerbell. After listening for a moment to what the faerie said, Slightly nodded and grabbed Robyn's hand again.

"Let's go. The sun's gonna be risin' soon, we can't be 'round here when tha' happens."

"Er - how're we getting to Neverland, Slightly?"

"We're flyin' a'course! How else d'yeh think we'd get there? Tink," he called, "Tinkerbell, get yer ass over here, we need some Dust."

Flying over grumbling, (at least that's what Robyn thought she was doing) the faerie hovered above Robyn's head before shaking her head quickly. Dust rained down onto Robyn as Slightly watched.

When she looked over at him, he grinned at her. He pulled her up onto the windowsill and she looked down two stories to the ground. The wind blew the dress she had yet to take off around her legs and it rustled.

"Okay, now all yeh need to do, mate, is think some happy thoughts. Concentrate on 'em and soon 'nuff yeh should be flyin'."

Slightly closed his eyes for a second, enough to make him lift off the sill and float in front of Robyn, waiting for her to do the same. Closing her eyes, Robyn tried to think of something that made her happy. Biting down on her lip and wrinkling her brow, she concentrated harder than she could remember doing for a long time.

Her hands grasped Slightly's and she finally let out a frustrated noise and said, "It's not working, I can't do it!"

A laugh came from her flying companion. "Open yer eyes, luv."

Robyn did so and noticed she was floating parallel with tree branches. She let out a scream and immediately plummeted towards the ground. Slightly's arms wrapped around her waist and pulled up. He put his mouth near her ear.

"Yeh can't be screamin' now. 'S'the middle of the night, if people wake up, they'll see us," he whispered. "Now, tha' was great. Yeh jus' gotta remember to have faith. Yeh can't stop believin' that yeh can fly half way through yer trip or yeh'll fall. And I might not be able to catch yeh next time, 'kay, luv?"

Nodding and swallowing, Robyn closed her eyes again. Slowly she felt Slightly let go of her and she took that as a sign that she wasn't falling anymore. Gingerly, she opened her eyes and saw she was right.

"Good on yeh, mate! Yeh mastered tha' one pretty quickly, didn't yeh?" Still holding onto her hand, Slightly started flying over the tree.

"Is it a long trip Slightly?" Robyn called up to him.

"Not too long, see. It's the second star to the right. All the stories say straight on till mornin', but tha's a load of shit, isn' it? It only takes a couple hours. Trust me, yeh'll be mighty bored of flyin' by then, so enjoy it while yeh can." He paused and sped up a bit. "C'mon, luv, we gotta hurry!"

They flew in silence for a long while. Robyn, finally gaining enough confidence to release Slightly's hand. "What all do you know about my family and me?" she asked him.

"Well, yer great grandmum came to Neverland once. She was our mother yeh know. Then she left us. Her daughter came too. Jane was great, lotsa fun. Almost lost us both Pan and Tink though. Then they jus' stopped comin' for a while. It was okay by us. When no one was 'round, Pan payed more 'ttention to us. But I think there was somethin' 'bout yer family. I think yer family was actually keepin' us alive." Slightly gave a small shrug. "Kinda odd bein' dependant on someone yeh've only met once, eh? But it really doesn't matter what I know 'bout yeh or yer family. I know yeh're the great granddaughter of Wendy Moira Angela Darlin', and tha's all tha' matters."

"I never knew her," Robyn commented quietly. "What was she like?"

"She loved to sing fer us. And she'd cook and stuff. Yeh shoulda seen how tidy the tree was when she was there compared to now. But I guess we also have over double the people now. Since yer grandmum came, boys have showed up fairly regularly. We even had two girls come. Lotsa scrabblin' over them, let me tell yeh," Slightly laughed.

"Is it gonna cause trouble with me there now?"

"Well, let me give yeh some advice, mate. Yeh either need to stay with Pan, he'll keep yeh safe, or yeh need to find someone quickly, 'cause there'll be fights." He grabbed Robyn's hand and steered her a bit to the right, then continued, "So, as long as yeh make it clear who yeh're with," he made quotation marks with his fingers, "then everythin' should be alrigh'."

Again there was a long silence as they flew. Robyn couldn't see anything but Slightly seemed to know where he was going. Tinkerbell had settled in his pocket and glowed faintly, making small ringing sounds every so often.

They flew through a patch of cloud and Robyn's hand reached for Slightly's. He laughed as she linked her fingers with his. Once on the other side of the cloud, he stopped and pulled Robyn back.

"We gotta be careful, luv. Almost every time we come back from the Other World, the pirates shoot at us. Don' let go'a my hand and yeh should be alrigh'." He prodded his pocket. "Tink," he hissed. "Wake up, Tink! We need yeh. 'Nother pair of eyes couldn't hurt."

Just as Tinkerbell flew out of her temporary resting place, a bang echoed below them and Robyn was shoved down. She felt the wind of something on her head and looked up to see a metal ball flying away in the distance.

"Hmm, cannonballs, how original," she commented.

"Tink, take Robyn to the beach. And if yeh do what yeh did last time, Pan'll hear 'bout it, got tha'?" Slightly's voice was hard. Some angry sounding jingling came from Tinkerbell before she flew into Robyn's face and zoomed off towards the island.

Another shot was fired but it seemed to be more in Slightly's direction than hers, so Robyn wasn't that worried. A third shot was fired and this time it came close to Robyn. She stopped flying, wavering in mid-air.

"You can do this," she told herself. "Have faith. Remember what Slightly said. Have faith."

Several seconds later, another cannonball came flying past her head and everything Slightly had told her was forgotten. She closed her eyes as once again she plummeted downwards, this time towards water.

"Dammit Tink!" came Slightly's voice as he went into a nose-dive after her.

(A/N: In the next chapter we meet Peter! I'm so excited! Weee! Review my friends, it will bring me great joy!)