Finding Neverland
Summary: Charlie Fayer was torn away from Neverland when she was 8, by the new pirate captain. Now four years later Neverland has come back to bring her home. But will Charlie be able to remember her past in time to save it.
Chapter 2: Hall Way of Memories
When Charlie came home it was already dark. Mel and Darren where lounging in the living room, arguing over the T.V program they where watching. Charlie didn't feel like joining them that night So she silently slipped up into her bedroom. She felt sick; her stomach was churning and making her feel queasy. There was nothing she wanted to do. She didn't want to eat, read, write, draw, especially not even think. Because it was thinking that had made her feel this way. She had been sitting on her swing thinking about a new story when…
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Charlie's' pen scratched along her warn out storybook.
"Nar" she spoke out loud absentmindedly as she started scratching out what she had written.
"Charrrrrrlie?"
Charlie whipped around at the voice. She didn't think any one knew of this place. "Who- whose there?" she stutted.
When there was no answer she recovered and went back to her writing passing it of as her imagination.
"Charrrrlie, Nevverrrlannnd" the voice whispered again. "Time to come home, Charrrlie."
This time she couldn't pass it off as her imagination. It was to close, to real. Some thing twitched in the back of her mind. A door to a memory was being reviled. She was about to open it when a twig snapped behind her. Charlie left her mind to investigate, but there was nothing there. Now she looked at the sky. The sun had already set and a star was already shining in the darkening day. Charlie shivered as a rush of cold air came up from behind her, then she headed for her house.
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Charlie fell onto her bed, its fluffy pillows catching her lightly. Some thing was tingling in her mind. Some thing was going to happen, and soon. But the question was when. As Charlie lay on her bed she had the feeling that someone was watching her. The feeling had been with her all day. But in her santuary, it had seemed closer, more vibrant and real.
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"Charlie?" Darren knocked lightly on the door, " Charlie, dinner." Darrens' eyes stretched to the bed. Charlie was sleeping soundly on her cushion bed. Darren quietly entered the room and rapped her in a blanket before leaving.
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Charlie walked through a deserted corridor. As her feet touched the tiled floor it let out a chorus of faint thumps. On each side of the passageway were open doors. Inside each door represented a memory of her past. In one of the doors it showed the other day, when Mel and Darren had taken her to Dreamworld. The further she walked down the hall, the more distant the memories became, until she had reached the end of what she remembered. Her last open door was when she had been found. The rest of the doors beyond this one were all shut. But as Charlie walked closer she could see a few were inches apart. She walked through the corridor looking at each door but not opening it. Only wondering what memories were hidde behind them.When she had walked past half way, she took her chance and opened the door to her left.
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"Jane!" A women's voice tore through the darkness, which had engulf her. " Come back! Please!"
Suddenly her surroundings became clear. A woman was standing at the edge of a window, her crystal blue eyes searching the sky. For some reason this women seemed familiar, but she didn't know how. Charlie looked around her; she was outside a window, the ground was meters below her. She was flying, or floating outside a two storey house. As Charlie looked around she realized she was in London, but not modern London, it was London as it was in 1919. Charlie had seen pictures, at school about London, but had never actually been there. And now, in her dream she was there, floating in front of a women who seemed familiar. The woman was accompanied by a man who hugged her dearly. Together they stood by the window the women's head snuggled into the mans chest and Charlie saw that she was crying. It was soft tears. Filled with heartbreak and betrayal. She knew something her husband didn't. She knew this new arrangement was eternal.
"Come on Jane,"
Charlie moved her eyes to the rooftop where two children sat. One was a boy around the age of 12, clad in green tropical leaves with sandy blonde hair and the other was a young girl around the age of 8, wearing a baby blue dress with chocolate brown hair and emerald green eyes.
The girl, who Charlie supposed, was called Jane glanced back at the couple at the window before answering.
"Ok" she whispered her voice squeaky from grief and excitement. It was as if she couldn't decide which emotion to go on. The boy jumped up into the air and the girl followed. But Jane stopped. She turned around in mid air, whispered a finale goodbye and then followed. The wind carried the goodbye right to the window where the couple looked up. The ladys eyes were a puffy red and she hid back sniffles. "Goodbye," She whispered back before she retired to the rocking chair.
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Charlie's eyes flickered open. Her heart was racing. She thought she saw a movement in the corner. Immediately she sat up, her room was dark and mysterious. The trees reflection from the moon danced along the walls, playing tricks on her mind. Charlie's pumping heart slowed and soon she was back to sleep.