"Please, Gigi? I wanna watch it!"

Angie sighed and moved over to the old television set. "If I put this stupid thing in and let you watch it, will you go to sleep?"

Cassie nodded enthusiastically. "Uh huh uh huh uh huh! I promise!"

Angie sighed again. "Alright." Pressing play on the VCR, she stalked back to the couch. "Happy?"

The little girl flashed her a huge smile and nodded again. "Uh huh! Very much, big sister!"

Angie rolled her eyes at the little girl and they settled in to watch Pinocchio for the hundredth time that afternoon.

At long last, the movie reached its end and Cassie dropped off to sleep. As Angie laid her sister down atop her bed, the credits began to roll on the movie in the other room. As the music played, she found her thoughts drifting back to Peter in Neverland. What was he doing? Did he miss her? Were he and the lost boys playing with the Indians?

When you wish upon a star, makes no difference who you are

Anything your heart desires will come to you

Angie spread an old blue quilt over Cassie and stared out the window, a bright star winked at her from above as she watched. Angie sighed and moved back into the room with the television.

If your heart is in your dreams, no request is too extreme

When you wish upon a star as dreamers do

The young red-haired woman reached out a hand to shut off the television set, but froze as the next line in the song reached her ears.

(Fate is kind, she brings to those who love

The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing)

"Yeah." She muttered. "What am I supposed to do? Wish that I was in Neverland?"

Like a bolt out of the blue, fate steps in and sees you through

When you wish upon a star, your dreams come true

Angie pressed her finger against the stop button and turned off the television. Silence filled the room as she turned to stare out the window again. 'Too bad life isn't a Disney movie…' Angie thought to herself. 'I'd never have to deal with this mess again.'

Sighing yet again, Angie plopped down on the couch and watched as that same bright star twinkled at her happily. "I might as well give it a shot I guess… Star light, star bright." She whispered. "First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight." Closing her eyes against a sudden rush of tears, Angie shivered. "I wish someone would come to take me home to Neverland."

Peter watched from a nearby tree, Tinkerbelle at his side, as Angie stared up at the star and spoke. The window was closed and Peter couldn't hear her words, but read her lips. He watched as she wished, unwittingly, on the star that was Neverland.

Peter couldn't make out the wish, though, because her lips didn't move enough. So, he just continued watching as she drifted off into a sleep deep with dreams of Neverland.