Author's Note: Hey, guys!. Alright, so here is the second last chappie!. Its very long, and I tried to make it exciting, but in my opinion, it wasn't personal best!. But whatever, you decide!. Sorry for the delay, had alot of things going on!. I don't own any of these characters, just the plotline, and the ones I made up. Ok, hope you like it. One more to go guys!. Enjoy and please review.
Peter watched in fear as the spirits dived for him, but thinking quickly he jumped out of the way just in time, however, as he rolled back onto his feet, he watched as the spirits turned once more towards them, sending a piercing shriek to the sky. Peter let out a frustrated growl as he tried quickly to think up a strategy.
The rest of the men behind him prepared themselves for the next attack. Their faces were flushed with fear, though they tried to stay calm by tightening their grip upon their weapons. "What should we do, your majesty?" one of them cried from behind Peter, who kept his eyes focused on the raging spirits, now floating in circles above them, obviously gathering power.
"There seems to be no strategy that is useful in this kind of battle" one of the braves chided. "We were not prepared for this!. The island is doomed if we do not come up with something soon!" he advised. "Well encouraged, Black Bear. But we will think of something, somehow- "Peter said, throwing a look over his shoulder at the braves. However, at that moment, the spirits seemed to have gathered up more power.
The remaining troops and Peter, looked up and it seemed as though thunder clouds have gathered, and are turning into a storm. However, they knew it to be the spirits gathered, and are planning on their next attack. The spirits seemed to have gathered all the weather conditions thrown at Neverland throughout the past months, and with the combined power now, they would plunge all that energy on the remaining troops.
It was then that Peter noticed a break in energy "clouds", like a clear view of the sky in storm clouds after a storm. When what seemed like strikes of lightning shot through those "clouds", Peter knew they were about to be attacked. All the men watched as the "clouds" seemed to get darker, and the flashes of light became quicker across the sky.
"Every man down!" he suddenly shouted and a great boom filled the small clearing, every one of them jumped out of the way as a strike of energy shot down at them like lightning.
More booming noises filled the small clearing, and all the men took it as a sign that it wasn't safe. Peter however, looked up and watched as the light flicked across the sky, illuminating the clearing before more rumbles filled the sky. It seems the spirits knew they're attack failed, and now are trying another plan of attack. The other men stayed down and listened as the rumbling became softer, and the light became less bright.
One of the braves looked up, just in time to see Peter get to his feet. "Your majesty!" he yelled to Peter, trying to get his attention, not liking the way his king was gazing absently at the spirits above. "What do you think your doing, Your highness?" he tried again but still Peter kept his gaze. The brave was then surprised to see Peter slowly starting to walk back towards the middle of the clearing, where the spirits had attacked.
"No, your majesty!. Stay down, just in case they might attack once more!" the brave tried once more to reason with Peter, but still nothing. Peter kept up his walk, still gazing at the sky were the flustered spirits still kept. They once more circled around above them. In deed, Peter was quite nervous that they might start another lightning attack on him, but he thought of another idea that might help them. As soon as Peter knew he'd gotten to the middle, he then turned to the brave that questioned him. He was surprised however, to notice that the brave that spoke to him looked confused and scared, and fear was also evident in his deep brown eyes.
Before he could reassure him however, he caught sight of the rest of his men. They seemed to have noticed, by the braves shouts of confusion and fear, of what their king was trying to do. They now seemed just as confused and scared for their king, and seemed to be begging him not to do this. Peter had to admit, he was surprised at them.
They've all come this far with courage and strength to carry them.
Even during this battle, while the others, they're friends and fellow fighters, were blasted away like insignificant pieces of paper, these men stayed strong, yet Peter did notice that they're strength seemed to slowly slip away, along with their will that they would survive this. And now, these men were cowering in the corner, their eyes resembled those of sad, forgotten puppies, begging for a way out of this nightmare.
Peter would have thought better of them, but he shot the group a half smile. "Don't worry, I assure you nothing shall happen. I will only try to reason with the spirits, maybe try to come to an understanding" Peter explained, the frightened looks the men were giving their king now turned to that of confusion, and Peter seemed to have understood.
With a full smile of reassurance, Peter turned back to the spirits above them.
Peter swallowed nervously before beginning. "Humble spirits of the Neverland, I come before you now for guidance of your own actions. Why have you been attacking Neverland so tragically?. What revenge is it you seek?. Maybe if you learned to control your anger, you may stop this, and we may help you!" Peter tried to reason with the spirits, who Peter couldn't tell if they were actually listening or ignoring him.
An uneasy silence now settled over the clearing as Peter and his men waited in anticipation over what the spirits thought of Peter's proposal. For a few moments, the men thought the spirits hadn't heard him, they just continued to plan their next attack, and played Peter like a fool. However. A sudden loud crack brought their sudden attention back to the sky.
At first, they all thought that the spirits where about to attack, and the braves prepared their weapons and were ready to grab Peter if he was in harm's way. However, the "clouds" the spirits had formed now turned into what resembled as much as a face as could be possible, and another loud crack was heard. "Too much has happened that now nothing can be done, not even time itself can heal the pain that has been brought upon the past" a unknown voice suddenly boomed around the clearing
The men once more turned frightened, Peter frantically looked around for any source of the voice, but it only seemed to come from the clouds above. "But we understand that you've been hurt, and want you now to understand that we wish to help you and not harm you anymore than what's been done" Peter tried to explain, but another sudden crack from above, which caught them all off guard. "Foolish human, the tragedies of the past cannot be fixed by the next generations of the present. It has come to pass, and no reasoning you have can convince us it can be fixed" the voice boomed once more.
"But it is because you are hurting that you also hurt the island and its inhabitance, and I for one, will not stand back and let you harm them. I was appointed king and I shall protect this island no matter what the cost, no matter who be destroying it" Peter said, determination and frustration now filled his voice. He hated when people, in this cause other worldly forces, were being stubborn with him, he had not choice but to argue back.
One of the braves had noticed the determination, and got to his feet, to stand proudly at his commander's side, and help negotiate with the forceful spirits. "Yes, I too wish that you stop harming the people of the island, for they have done nothing wrong!. It is not them who should be punished!" Black Bear now stood reasoning with the spirits. The others took notice and bravely stood from their places and stood took their places beside Peter and Black Bear.
Now the group of Indian braves, all took their turn in trying to reason with the already frustrated spirits. They did not notice that their efforts however, where angering the spirits even more. Soon enough, they all seemed to overlap each other, and they couldn't be understood. Finally, the spirits had enough, and gave another loud rumble in order to silence the troops. "Silence you foolish humans!. Once again I must say that your efforts for trying to console us are grateful to us indeed, but still nothing can change the past!"
The voice boomed once more.
"But we were only trying to help you!" Peter once more tried to reason. However, this really seemed to be the final straw for negotiation the spirits could take. "That is enough, I refuse to do anything you say. Even if you might be the reining king, Peter Pan, I have more powers over you" the voice boomed once more. Peter was determined to get his point across, he wasn't going to be out smarted by the spirits of Neverland. He tried once more, but once he opened his mouth, even that seemed to anger the spirits.
"We've had enough of your back talk Peter Pan. Enough of reasoning, it is useless on our part. Like we said, there is nothing you can say to us now that we ever change our minds. And we shall not stop torturing the island, until we see fit that are revenge has been sought" the voice once more boomed. The troops watched once more, as the spirits formed their "storm clouds" and they knew that this would be bad.
All of them clutched together, more like the rest of the men clutched closer to Peter, and all slowly began to back off towards the bushes at the edge of the clearing. However, they were not quick enough, as they watched the light strikes once more begin to flicker across the "clouds" , they knew what that means. Another loud boom and all but Peter and Black Bear dived towards the ground in fear of another attack.
Another rumble and the light shot down once more like lightning. Black Bear, fearing for his king's life more than his own right there, suddenly grabbed Peter, and both landed with a hard thud to the ground, narrowly missing the next bolt of light.
The wind seemed to be blowing fiercer then ever before. Wendy noticed this, through the flap of the tent as she had nothing better to do since the men left. Now, as the days went on, it seems all hope was seemed lost that the island would be restored, many of the natives cried for the thoughts of their husbands dead already. The food held up as promised, but most of it was given up to the children.
The mothers usually gave their food to either a weaker family or their own children, causing most of the women to become weak and become nothing but skin and bones.
Besides that, Wendy was getting a lot of offerings for food with the reasons that she of all should stay healthy for her unborn, but most of it she gave up to Danny. She and Danny, should could admit were doing very well. She was keeping her health and the medicine woman checked her twice a week, all the while claiming she was fine.
Danny never lost his energy since the men left, he kept us with his food, sometimes even putting the concern for his own mother's health over his own and offering her his portion.
Danny even tried playing games with some of the children to help keep up their spirits, and for a while it did work. The women would get their entertainment from watching their little ones enjoy themselves in this somewhat of a depression. But after a while, it grew so cold and worthless, that all hope once more begin to fade.
So now Wendy stayed there by the window, making it part of her duty as queen to keep watch if anything should happen differently. If she sees any break in the sky or any wondering figures heading their way. But for a very long time now, all stayed its blistering, stormy, hopeless self and Wendy couldn't help but loose faith herself. After all the reassurance she'd given to her people, she was loosing faith in herself. Giving a small sigh, she looked towards her lap, where Danny now took a nap.
She couldn't help but smile at his peacefulness, and how much her little boy reminded her of when she'd first met Peter Pan. The innocence and joy for adventure was defiantly evident in this little boy. Wendy then turned to pat her ever-expanding stomach. She still couldn't believe they'd have another child, it was a dream of hers to have two children once she married. The pregnancy was going along very well, as the medicine woman had advised, and Wendy was ecstatic with excitement. Though she hoped Peter would arrive soon.
"Another blanket for you, your majesty?" Wendy suddenly turned to see one of the younger native girls offering her a hand knitted quilt. She was Little Creek, one of the many teenaged natives to stay behind and help with the cooking. Wendy took one more look at the quilt and gave a smile to the teen, declining her offer. "You must keep warm your majesty!. Are you sure?" she offered once more.
"Thank you so much, but I don't think we'll be needing it right now" Wendy said, watching Little Creek's expression turn to a sort of rejected one. "I'm sorry, but not right now." She offered, and Little Creek gave her a smile and took that as her leave. Wendy watched, a bit rejected herself. She hated to decline such a sweet girl such as that, and they were only trying to help through the crisis.
Giving another sigh, Wendy turned back to look out into the snowy abyss, and that's when she saw it. It was hard to see through all the blustering snow, but Wendy could have sworn she saw a large figure coming towards them. Frightened but curious, Wendy suddenly hoped up and ran towards the entrance of the tent. Through the side of the flap, Wendy watched the mysterious figure get closer and closer.
It was still hard to see through the snow, but Wendy found that it was a very large figure, and seemed to have many heads. It was draped in a large black cape, and as it walked, she could see many feet through the opening of the cape. "What is it your highness?" asked one of the native women, coming to see what had frightened their queen. Wendy hurriedly explained and told the woman to look outside. "It's a monster!. One that has taken our husbands, and has now come for our children!" she cried, and ran to tell all of the rest.
All was now in a great panic, and Wendy did her best to comfort the women and children that she would not allow any harm to be done to any of them. "It may just be another civilian caught out in the storm" one of the women announced suddenly, now as all the women and children gathered around the entrance to see the advancing figure. "Or maybe it is one of the men come back after fighting" another announced. Now exciting chatter filled the tent at the many possibilities the figure could be.
However, Wendy hushed all as she suddenly stood up and faced them. "Whatever it is, be it monster, civilian or the men, we will all welcome it for not even the greatest monster on the island deserves to be out in this weather" Wendy announced, sending them all into another chatter. "However, if it so much as tries to attack us, we have it outnumbered none the less" she assured, and then turned back towards the tent's entrance to open it to the figure.
As the figure entered, all gasped and gaped at it, some in wonder, some in fear and some in excitement. Finally, a hand appeared at the opening of the cloak and pushed the rest of the cloak aside and all was revealed. All gasped in surprise and silence filled the tent, Wendy and Danny stood there wide-eyed in surprise, they couldn't believe it. It was Danny who finally broke the silence, "Grandmother, grandfather!" Danny suddenly shouted happily, before running off into the welcome arms of Mrs. Darling.
Wendy and the rest of the native women watched, still in awe as Mrs. Darling cuddled and cooed to the little boy in her arms. "Oh! Hello there Daniel!. Look how you've grown, oh, you've gotten so big!. Your mother and father have been taking good care of you!" Mrs. Darling said happily to her grandson, pulling him in for another hug. Danny responded to Mrs. Darling, then jumped into the waiting arms of Mr. Darling, who did the same. "How have you been, my boy!. You have gotten so big!. You are just like your father, aren't you?" Mr. Darling happily greeted his grandson, and Danny hugged him and greeted him the same. Then Danny turned to the waiting boys on the ground, which all grouped around him instantly.
Wendy stayed rooted to her spot, still couldn't believe her family was before her. So many questions ran through her mind, like how was it possible for them to be here?. But all her thoughts and feelings were suddenly blown away once her mother caught sight of her, and instantly smiled. Shaking off any further uncomfortable feelings, Wendy smiled back as her mother came towards her.
"Oh, Wendy!" she said proudly, coming up and pulling her in the most gentle and motherly hug. Wendy wrapped her arms around her mother and rested herself against the woman. She instantly felt tears start to prick her eyes as she then felt her mother rub a hand against her back gently. "Oh mother, how I missed you!" she cried into her shoulder, in which Mary soothed.
"I know, darling. Its been far too long. I missed you too" Mary said gently, also finding tears prick her eyes. They stayed like that for a moment, and just as Wendy felt like she was going to burst into tears, she felt a gentle hand squeeze her shoulder. She looked up, and instantly wrapped her arms around her joyous father. She cried the same thing to her father, and then embraced both her parents as the tears then began to pour down her cheeks.
The rest of the Indian women watched this with such pride and admiration that they began clapping for the queen's joyous reunion with her family. This, in which, the boys and Danny then joined in with Wendy and her parents and enjoyed one big group hug.
The Darling family reunited, the Indians and Wendy invited them for a snack.
"We just dropped by to see how you two were getting along, but we got quite the shock to see this!. What happened Wendy?" Mrs. Darling asked concerned. The boys, John, Slightly, Nibs, Curly and Danny turned towards her. Wendy looked at their confused and worried faces, and gave a sad smile. "There seems to have been a threat to our island, and Peter and the Indian braves have gone off to fight it" she said sadly.
"How long have they gone?" Mr. Darling asked in concern, he took his wife's hand as he felt her touch his arm. At this, Wendy then lowered her gaze sadly, more tears starting to prick her eyes. "They've been gone for now almost four weeks, sir" said one of the women beside Wendy. The Darling family gasped, and Mrs. Darling came to her daughter's side and took her in a comforting hug.
"This thing must be stopped!" Mr. Darling suddenly stood up, banging his hand on the little table the family sat at. At this, everyone looked up at him in confusion. "Father?" Wendy questioned, in which Mr. Darling got to his feet and grabbed one of the swords from the stash of weapons. "Come boys, we shall help defend Neverland!" Mr. Darling suddenly shouted to his boys, in which they all cheered and went to gather their weapons.
"But father, why the sudden change of heart?. I thought you hated it here?" Wendy suddenly jumped up and watched confused and frightened as her brothers and son gathered all that they needed. "After witnessing your beautiful marriage, and accepted the fact that Peter Pan is an excellence husband, despite the fact I didn't expect another grandchild this soon, I want to help defend your home!. Whatever it takes!" he said hurriedly, coming over and kissing his bewildered daughter on the cheek.
"Now George, this is silly!" Mrs. Darling suddenly got to her feet also, and stood beside her daughter. Mr. Darling and the boys, who were just about to exit the tent, turned around to look at the aged woman. "You can't defend the island without me!" she said with a smile. All the natives gasped once more, and Wendy turned shocked to her mother.
Mr. Darling gave his wife a smile, in which she went to take a weapon and join the men.
Again, they were almost out, before Wendy shouted. "You are not leaving without me!" she said, a smile crossed her lips as did her parents' and brothers. She too went to gather her weapons. "But your highness, you can't go out in your condition" one of the woman tried to reason. "What about your unborn child?" she asked again. Wendy turned to her to consider this, before answering. "I will be alright, I just want a chance to defend my home, and find my husband!" Wendy said, determination in her voice.
With that, the Darling family, Wendy and Danny, made their way out into the snow. The native women once more gathered around the entrance to watch in fear and excitement as their queen and prince disappeared into the cold wasteland of Neverland. It seemed like forever as they made their way across the snow bound land, and many had now regretted coming out here, but Wendy held on. They spent their night in the cave Peter and his men had rested in, and just the same, the fairies came and helped them, they were well on their way.
"Please be alright Peter!" Wendy prayed silently as they flew through the snow.
Peter gave a small grunt as he and Black Bear once more found themselves on the ground. Once more they tried to reason with the angered spirits, but they were still too stubborn to accept their help. "Damn them, they must be the most stubborn things on the island" Great River said gruffly, as he landed on the other side of Peter.
"We have to calm them down, show them they are hurting innocent people by what they are doing!" said Peter, as he got to his feet, examining the scrape now on his elbow. "They won't care, all they want is revenge for what was done to them. We need a new strategy!" Black Bear said angrily, also gripping his bow tightly in anger. They watched as the spirits now dived to attack their other two comrades, then make another dive for them.
Once again, they found themselves flat on the ground as they made another attack. "There must be some other way!" Great River said angrily, turning to Peter, hoping he had some kind of strategy up his sleeve. Peter grinded his teeth for a moment, noticing the spirits now planned another light energy attack upon them from above. In thought, Peter repositioned his sword, trying to think of something to do, but found nothing came to him. Peter shut his eyes tightly, hoping that might regain his concentration, and when he opened his eyes, he saw it. He saw the light from the spirits reflecting off of the steel of his sword, and it was reflecting off onto his face.
That's it!. "Everyone, once the light comes towards you, reflect it off your swords!" Peter commanded the other two braves with swords, who only gazed at him confused. "And then when there is another break in the sky, you direct your arrows straight for it!" Peter then advised the other two with bows and arrows, they too looked at him strangely. They then waited and watched as the spirits gathered more and more power.
"Are you sure about this, your majesty?" one of the braves turned to Peter, confusion and fear etched on his face. Peter just have him a reassuring smile and a nod. "Trust me" he said, then turned back, ready for the next attack the spirits brought. Finally, flashed flicked across the sky, and got brighter and brighter until, a huge bolt suddenly shot down towards them. Peter suddenly ran forwards and slid right under the bolt, his sword shielding him, and it worked!. The bolt immediately bounced off the steel of the sword and shot right back up towards the spirits.
In shock and pain, a sudden shriek pierced the sky, and as Peter predicted once more, a break suddenly appeared in the sky. "Now!" Peter commanded and as that was said, the two archers, shot many arrows towards the sky and another shriek of pain was heard. "You blasted brat!. How dare you!" the voice once more shrieked as more attacks where countered and more arrows shot to the sky.
Suddenly, Wendy and the Darling family broke through the shrubbery that lined the small clearing, just in time to see Peter avoid another attack, and more arrows where shot. "Peter!" Wendy shrieked as she watched in horror of her husband being attacked. Instantly, Peter's attention fell upon the new group. "Wendy?" he questioned, surprised and confused. However, his wasn't the only attention she's attracted, and suddenly a bolt was shot towards them. Fearing for her life, Peter rushed to his feet and dashed in Wendy's direction. Grabbing her just in time, he pulled her towards him and pushed both of them to the ground.
The other Darlings dived out of the way as they saw the bolt, but fearing for Wendy's life. However, as the dust cleared from the fried ground, they noticed Peter and Wendy lying still on the ground, both seemed unharmed. Peter sat up onto his elbows and looked towards his wife in fear. "Are you alright, Wendy?" he asked, and gazed into her dusty face, and smiled as she smiled up at him. "I'm fine. But let's stop this thing" she said, and she hurried to her feet.
"But what about the baby?" Peter asked quickly, getting up and standing beside her. Wendy just turned and smiled. "Trust me, now how do you stop this thing?" asked Wendy, and Peter explained it all. With a nod, Wendy noticed that whatever that was up there, was sending down another bolt. "Alright then!" she said and rushed over to reflect it. She did it successfully and they continued on with the routine. However, as quickly as the Darling's caught on, so did the spirits and once more changed strategies. They once more turned back to their original state and sent a shriek to the sky. "Little queen, you have no place here. You shall be destroyed!" the voice boomed, before diving down towards her. Wendy just smirked and ran towards it.
All she could hear was the deafening sound of her heart beating against her chest, and she couldn't hear the calls for her to stop, she was determined to get this over with. As her and her opponent neared, Wendy gave out a defeaning shriek and held up her sword ready for attack. Once it was close enough, Wendy suddenly slashed through the spirits' stream like body (imagine a stream of spirits), tearing it apart, the spirits giving out the loudest of all shrieks. Landing once more on her feet, Wendy nodded to Peter, which he held up his sword.
Being in so much pain, the spirits could not see where they were heading. Peter positioned his sword and waited for a strike of lightening from the changing weather outside to come down. Luckily there was a flash, and one headed for them. It reflected off of Peter's sword and he positioned it so it directly hit the distracted spirits. As planned, it hit right on, and the spirits gave out another shriek, this time much louder and longer, everyone had to cover their ears. Finally, everyone watched as the spirit stream exploded into many sparkles and the darkened clearing once more turned to light.
Everyone cheered, Mr. And Mrs. Darling embraced, the Darling boys, Danny and the braves embraced and Peter and Wendy ran to each other's arms. Wendy jumped into Peter's awaiting arms, and he twirled them around happily, both giggling as they rested their foreheads together. Finally, Wendy was set down on her feet, and the two gazed into each other's eyes. Peter stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, leaning in towards her and she smiled, "My hero!" she whispered sharing a laugh with Peter and their lips met in a long waiting kiss.
The kiss lasted for several moments, both savoring their moment together, and once more shared a smile, before they were bombarded by the rest of the Darling family and the braves. Danny pulled his parents in for a hug, and Wendy embraced her brothers, parents and the braves. Peter hugged the boys, and shared a handshake with the braves, and finally came to Mr. Darling. The two looked sternly at each other, before Mr. Darling suddenly pulled him in for a warm hug. This startled Peter for a moment, before he smiled into the man's shoulder and clapped him on the back.
"Well done, son!" he whispered into Peter's ear, then pulled away to look into Peter's face, both sharing a smile, before they went on celebrating with the others. Suddenly, a loud rumbling surrounded the clearing, and another cloud seemed to be appearing. The group waited for any danger but saw it as nothing. "We are sorry, we took our grudge on those who did not deserve it. We beg your forgiveness King Peter and Queen Wendy, we understand now the consequence and danger of our actions" the voice once more boomed, this time happily and regretful.
Peter turned to Wendy, who took his hand in hers and smiled. "We understand and are deeply sorry for what has happened to you. We accept your apology as long as you promise to control your actions and consequences!" Peter said to the voice. In which the voice agreed. "Then you are free from your guilt and anger but you must go on forever, remembering your actions of this day, and never to return here" Peter said sternly, in which the spirits once more agreed. Peter then nodded. "Then rest in peace" and with his blessing, the spirit cloud then disappeared into the wind.
Neverland then returned to its natural state of beauty, its lush, green forests, the evergreens grew back their leaves and the oceans returned to their peaceful state, returned to its forever vast of blue upon the horizon, and the sky returned to its endless, glorious shade of light blue with its puffy, pink rimmed clouds perfectly spotted the wondrous sunny skies.
As the night darkened into night, the moon returned to its haunting beauty of white, spreading its light over the island once more, the Indians and Darlings partied in celebration of the return of the island. The wounded were cared for and returned to perfect health, the former lost boys, some braves and Danny happily played at one end of the feast table. At its head was the King and Queen, who happily conversed with the Darling parents, enjoying food and drink all around.
Dancers beat their feet to the rhythm of the drummer man, and twirled around a crackling fire, rising smoke to the moon. As the song ended, the clapping was shushed as the chief then got to his feet. "We of the redskin tribe, give great honor to King Peter and Queen Wendy, who helped out dying island through its time of need. Hail King Peter, Hail Queen Wendy!" the chief raised his glass, in which the braves hailed their king and queen and drank from their cups.
"And w are honored that Queen Wendy's family were able to come and also aid us in our time of need. We wish to make you all, members of our tribe! To Darlings!" the chief announced, in which the braves then cheered and drank. The Darlings then found themselves painted and brought crowns of woven leaves and branches. The night continued, filled of song and dance, and the Darlings agreed to stay for the rest of Wendy's pregnancy.
"Thank goodness Neverland is back to the way it was!" Wendy said happily, resting against Peter, once more cuddled in their fur bed in the tree home. "It's so good to be home!" Peter purred, before leaning over and planting a trail of kisses across Wendy's neck, in which she giggled. "Yes Peter, so good to be home".
Many months passed, and Wendy once more found herself in labor with her next child. She sat in the medicine woman's tent, surrounded by native women helping her with her delivery, her mother to one side, and Peter on the other, his hand clenched tightly into his, and she tried to calm down her breathing. "One more push should do it, come on Wendy!" the medicine woman cried, watching with distress as Wendy's face once more turned on unusual shade of red, and Peter's hand almost turning purple in her clutch. It was exactly what was needed, and suddenly a baby's cry filled the tent, and the medicine woman presented the happy couple with their new child. "It's a girl!" she announced, as she watched Wendy flop tiredly onto her pillow, trying to rest a while, her baby being cleaned.
"We did it Wendy!" Peter said, smiling down towards his wife, pushing the sweat soaked hair out of Wendy's eyes, Wendy smiling tiredly up at him, and met his lips in a gentle kiss. Neither noticed Mrs. Darling running out and telling the boys of the happy news, Mr. Darling suddenly rushing in, along with Danny, and the rest of the boys.
They were just in time to see Wendy being handed her newly cleaned and wrapped baby, Wendy cuddling her in her arms and smiling happily, tears came to her eyes as Peter came to her side, and smiled down upon their new family. Danny came to his father's side to gaze at his new sister. "What are you to name her?" the medicine woman once more came up to them with the birth certificate.
Wendy smiled down upon her new baby. "We shall name her: Rosetta Anna Darling Pan" Wendy announced happily. "Rosetta being a name I always loved" Wendy explained. "Anna, in honor of Mrs. Keating back in London, who took me in as her own child!" Peter concluded, then once more smiling down at his new daughter. The rest of the family gathered around the new family, all wishing them the best.
"We are to leave!" Mrs. Darling announced, tears in her eyes, embracing Peter and Danny, the others doing the same, along with kissing Wendy on the cheek. "Good luck, and take care of yourselves" Mr. Darling advised, Wendy smiled. "Visit soon!" the boys called, as they waved their goodbyes before leaving the tent. Finally, all was well once more in Neverland, and the Darling-Pan family was progressing quite well. It was truly, all that Wendy had wished for, and more!.
Author's note: So, you like it, dislike it, review me, tell me what you think. I know the ending was very blunt, but that was only because Im tired. So I hope you enjoyed it, One more to go!.