With Her Last Breath

Disclaimer: I don't own Peter or Wendy.


'Peter' Wendy whispers, 'Peter'.

'What's that dear?' Her mother asks.

'Peter, I want Peter'

'Peter, that boy you ran of with a couple of years ago'

'Peter, please get him mother'

Wendy's mother sighs 'John get that Peter boy somehow'

'Yes mother' John gets up from beside Wendy.

'PETER' John screams out the window, 'PETER'.

'Peter' Wendy whispers again.


Meanwhile in Neverland, above the clouds

'Tink, what was that?'

Tink gives him a look.

'John?'

'PETER'

'Tink something's wrong, something must be wrong. Wendy!'


Back in London

'Peter' Wendy whispers,' Peter'.

'Don't worry Wendy he's coming' assured John.

'Wendy, John?' came a voice from the window.

'Peter' Wendy said in a weak voice

'Wendy, what's happening?' Peter asked.

'I'm dying Peter' Wendy whispered.

Peter grew pale 'NO!' Peter yelled with such force that Wendy flinched.

Mrs. Darling glared at him.

'Mother, John. Please…' Wendy said.

'Of course dear.' Mrs. Darling and John left.

'Peter. I just wanted to tell you…' Wendy trailed off.

'Tell me what, Wendy' Peter asked kneeling beside her.

"I just wanted to tell you that,' Wendy swallowed, 'I love you' she said clearly.

'Wendy… I love you too.'

Wendy smiled 'Forever' she said. She took her last breath kissed Peter on the cheek and closed her eyes to start her eternal sleep.