Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember
Angie released a shaky sigh as she leaned back against the door. It had been two long years since the-spell-that-went-wrong and she had most definitely kept her promise to Peter. She never went a single day without something or someone reminding her of him.
Whether it was Charlie's smile, which had come to resemble Peter's so much, or a flower Cassie had found for her, they were always boldly colored with huge petals and leaves, or even just a cloud formation that looked familiar, Angie was always reminded of Neverland.
Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember
Peter sighed as he leaned against the wall in his Neverland home. He wished he had never promised Angie in the Faerie Glen. Now he couldn't get her out of his mind. For the past two years, he had celebrated the same things that they had all celebrated during Angie's stay in Neverland.
Her birthday would come again in three days. That was always the worst day for him. Peter wanted so badly to send her a gift, but he was afraid that the magic of the glen wouldn't reach Earth and that she would no longer remember him. He didn't want to ruin the life she had no doubt built for herself by simply waltzing in and asking her to come back…
Those were the times we had
Sharing a joy that we thought would last
Memories of love and affection
Never really was just like a dream
Was it the simple things
That made me so crazy about you
Was it your charm or your passion
It's not hard to believe
I love you and I need you so I...
"Peter…" Angie whispered as she looked into the full-length mirror in her room. She was wearing a silvery-white shirt with long flowing sleeves and a blue flower patterned skirt. On her feet were white go-go boots and her long red hair was held up in a high ponytail by a royal blue ribbon that matched her skirt.
Her friends were taking her out to dinner at this new restaurant called Paradise Gardens. Not what she wanted to do but hey, if she refused they'd want to know why and she couldn't tell them that she was still pining after Peter Pan. Especially because they had all but forgotten about their time in Neverland…
Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember
Three Neverland faeries watched as Peter wandered through the trees. He sighed as he reached the clearing where so much had happened between him and Angel.
Tinkerbelle looked on as Peter knelt before a patch of the few flowers that grew on both Neverland and on Earth. Daisies and Forget-me-nots. The boy smiled as he knelt to gather a bouquet. Forget-me-nots were Angel's favorite flowers…
Did we give up too soon?
Maybe we needed just a little room
Wondering how it all happened
Maybe we just need a little time
Though we did end as friends
Given the chance we could love again
She'll always love you forever
It's not hard to believe
I want you and I need you so I...
Angie opened the door and looked around. She could've sworn she'd heard someone knocking. Stepping out a bit, she froze as something crunched under her foot.
The red-haired young women looked down and pulled her foot back inside. A bundle of Forget-me-nots and Daisies lay on the ground before her, tied together with a simple ribbon of dark green silk. Angie knelt to lift the bouquet to her face and caught sight of a large bluish silver leaf with something scrawled across it.
'Happy Birthday' was all that was said on the makeshift card. A tear ran down her cheek as a quiet moan slipped from Angie's parted lips. "Oh, Peter…" Was all she said to the still darkening night.
Sending you forget me nots
To help me to remember
Baby please forget me not
I want you to remember
Peter watched as Angie lifted the flowers and read his simple message. A tear rolled down her porcelain pale face. She hadn't changed much in the two years since he'd seen her. She was still of average height, she still had the same flaming red hair, and her eyes still shone like they'd been sprinkled with pixie dust when she cried. "Oh, Peter…" She whispered before sliding down further and slumping over the flowers.
Peter fought back the urge to dart out to her side and comfort her as she leaned forward, shaking with silent tears. All Peter allowed himself was the whispered words he'd told her twenty-four months before. "I love you." He murmured to the girl who'd stolen his heart.
Sending you forget me nots
Baby please forgive me not
Memories flashed before Angie's eyes as she leaned over the flowers. Peter frowning down at her as she vehemently denied the existence of Neverland, Peter watching with wide eyes as she broke down, sobbing at the memory of what Hook's men had tried to do, what they had done. Memories of Peter holding her close as she finally accepted that it was all real and that she wasn't trapped in a nightmare but in another world.
As Angie finally pulled herself together and turned towards the door, flowers in hand, she could've sworn the whispered words she had refused to say to him all those months ago. With a shaky sigh, she closed the door and whispered against its solid surface. "I love you, too, Peter Pan."
Good times we had...
They weren't so bad
What a life we shared
Pretty baby I still care