Hi everyone, hope i didn't make you wait too long. If all goes to plan i should have another chapter up by tomorrow :) thank you to everyone who has been reading, and a special thank you to everyone who has been reviewing, and one last extra special thank you to little miss bookworm; thank you for your help :D Now, on with the story and i hope you enjoyed it.

Just to let all you dedicated readers know, i do not own these characters, they are all by the magnificent work of J. M. Barrie.

Chapter Five- Mermaid Lagoon.

"Now let's see here!" Curly said to the boys "Ahh, Peter said I was in charge!"

"So? We can still have fun. Can't we boys?" Slightly said as he whacked the twins on their heads.

"Hey!" One twin said.

"That hurt!" The other one finished.

The three boys scrambled into a fight. They pushed and shoved, and whacked each other over the heads with their weapons. Tootles was laying against Nibs as they both laughed at the other boys fighting.

"But Peter said…" Curly tried to insist before one of the twins knocked him over. Tootles started crying from laughter and Nibs wasn't far behind.

"Alright, that's it!" Curly said as he grabbed his hammer and started fighting the other boys. During all the fighting, no one noticed when four figures and a bright light filled the room.

Wendy, Michael and John just stood there with a smile on their face. They were back, at the hideaway, beneath Hangman's tree. Peter watched with rapt amusement and resisted to jump in the fight with his boys.

"Attention!" Peter demanded.

Wendy watched as the situation with the lost boys grew comical. They all froze and looked up at the same time. Michael started laughing and John and Wendy smiled. They all seemed to realise that Peter was back and jumped up into a line. Curly started it, followed by Slightly, then the twins, Nibs and then Tootles.

"What did I ask you to do men?" Peter said as he started patrolling up and down the line, looking down at each of the boys.

"I… I told them Peter! I really did!" Curly interrupted.

"Yes Curly, I know you would." Peter reassured. "Well men?" He shouted as he stopped and looked at them all. Tootles quivered.

"We were just having fun." Slightly replied. He was often noted as the bravest Lost boy, apart from Peter Pan of course.

"Fun?" Peter looked at the boys sternly. He glared at them all before a gigantic smile crossed his face. "Well why didn't you say so men?"

They boys relaxed and took it as the opportunity to start fighting again. This time, all the lost boys were in it as Peter seemed to have approved. Peter turned to the three darling children laughing at the lost boys and Peter found himself laughing along with them. He made his way over to Wendy, quietly grabbed her hand and slipped away.

"Peter, what are we doing?" Wendy asked.

"I'm going to show you something." Peter replied.

"And what would that be?"

Peter grinned. "It's a surprise."

Wendy sighed. "Okay, is it far from here?"

"No, not really."

Wendy smiled. She was only here for a couple of minutes, no, she corrected herself; never land did not have time. Time here was endless. That's why Peter and the lost boys had never grown up. She looked up when she thought of Peter and watched him lead her to the mysterious place. His dark red hair shone in the moonlight and his green outfit seemed to suit Peter perfectly. When Peter started to turn around, Wendy pretended she had been looking at the scenery all along. Thankfully, Peter seemed not to have noticed.

"Okay, we're here Wendy." Peter said. "Now close your eyes."

Wendy looked at him for a moment longer before finally deciding to close her eyes. She felt Peter grab her hand and lead her for some moments longer. She felt a cool change in the air and suddenly smelt a hint of sea water.

"Okay Wendy, wait here, but don't open your eyes!" Peter warned. She felt the wind displacement as Peter took off to the sky.

"Peter…?" Wendy whispered. Wendy did like to be with Peter, but certainly not in the darkness with her eyes shut. She was certain that someone could come and grab her. Or, she shuddered, a Pirate. She could just imagine a cold clammy feel of a Pirate hand on her shoulder, just a hand did come down, and she screamed.

"Wendy! It's me!" Peter cried over the top of her screams.

Wendy stopped screaming and took some deep breaths. She felt like she could have hit Peter there and then. "Peter, I'm sorry, but you scared me."

"Sorry Wendy, but here we are now! You can open your eyes." Peter grinned.

Wendy sighed, "Peter, they are already open now." She couldn't manage to hide her grin. Although Peter was childish and she was scared, she couldn't help but notice his innocence.

"Okay, well, turn around then Wendy and have a look." Peter spun her around gently and led her towards the edge of the Lagoon.

The clear water of the lagoon looked beautiful against the early morning sky. The silent waters reflected the top of the sun as it started to appear. The forest behind them was silent, making the atmosphere seem peaceful and happy. No one was with them, and at that moment, all that mattered to Wendy was the person right beside her.

"It's…its beautiful Peter" She sighed.

"Well, I hoped so Wendy. It is just for you. I found this one morning on my way back from a trek with Tinkerbell from Pixie Hollow."

"How can I thank you Peter?" Wendy asked.

"Just follow me." Peter smiled. He walked to the edge of the cliff, and dropped down. Wendy panicked, then realised that Peter could fly. She ran to the edge of the cliff and looked at Peter standing on a rock. He beckoned to her and she hoped she had a bit of fairy dust left. She held her breath and jumped to the rock. She floated down gently and landed beside Peter. He smiled at her as she exhaled.

"Come on. We have a bit more to go." He urged.

Wendy followed, jumping from rock to rock. She occasionally had to fly to reach the next one but most of the other rocks were within her reach. Finally they ended up on a miniature rock island and Peter sat down. He patted the spot next to him, urging Wendy to sit there.

"Ladies!" Peter called after Wendy was seated.

Ladies? Wendy thought. She wondered who else could possibly have Peter's attention. She quickly dismissed the though as she knew she was just being silly. But she wanted, no, she had to see who they were first. Wendy wondered who could possibly be here when she suddenly remembered; Mermaids.

"Hello Peter." A pearly voice said, breaking through Wendy's thoughts.

"Hello there Cordelia" Peter replied.

"Peter!" Wendy began.

"Oh yes, sorry Wendy, this is Cordelia. Cordelia, Wendy."

Wendy huffed. That was not what she was trying to say at all. "Yes Peter, nice to meet you Cordelia, but…"

"Come on girls, Peters here!" Shrieked Cordelia with joy. She quickly disappeared beneath the rock to call the other mermaids.

"Peter! Will you let me get a word in?" Wendy asked.

"Yes Wendy?" Peter asked in return.

"Why did you bring me to the lagoon, of all places?"

"Because it is a lovely place." Peter reasoned.

"Well, yes Peter it is, but why bring the mermaids?"

"Well, why not? They live here." Peter replied.

"Because they tried to drown me Peter! Don't you remember last time?" Wendy accused.

"Oh yes, that was very funny Wendy, you should have seen your face!" Peter started to laugh at the memory.

Wendy stood up. "Peter! You do not laugh at someone who is in trouble or who was going to die!"

Peter stood up to look at her. He looked into her eyes and saw anger, but most of all disappointment. She was disappointed in him. "Wendy, I am sorry."

Wendy just looked at him. "Thank you Peter, but I think I will go back to the boys now." She replied.

"Wendy," Peter said as he grabbed her hand, "Please stay for a while longer. I'll tell them that we have to go, and then we'll leave. Just don't go."

Wendy looked at Peter. He had the capability to mess everything up and put her in danger without seeming to care as much, but for some reason, being with him at that moment was what he wanted, and something in his eyes made her stay. "Okay Peter. But not for long okay?" She cleared up.

"Thank you Wendy." He smiled and they both sat back down on the cool rock.

As Wendy and Peter waited for the mermaids to come to the surface Wendy took the opportunity to look around. The lagoon was beautiful in the morning, Wendy had to admit, and the rest of the sun started to finally rise up in the sky. Half of the lagoon was surrounded by rock and another quarter of the lagoon was looking at the cliff face. Wendy could only see from one side of the lagoon, the sea which lead to Skull cave. Wendy had been there once with Peter to save Tigerlily from Hook and Smee. She watched as small waves fell upon one another and turned her head to look at the rocks behind her, and then noticed something.

A small hand was inching towards her.

Wendy looked at it closer and saw it coming towards only her and not Peter. As she looked to Peter, he was facing the other way, looking for his mermaid friends while being completely oblivious to what was happening. She turned around and looked at the hand again. What was it doing? As she sat and stared at the hand, she failed to realise another hand was coming to her side. It grabbed her and started pulling her down to the clear water below.

"Peter!" She screamed.

Peter turned and saw her being pulled into the water. "Wendy!" He yelled back.

Wendy heard their voices turn into one. She struggled until finally, the hands succeeded dragging her off the rock.

"Wendy!" Peter yelled again. After finally deciding that he was a boy of action, not yelling, he reached down to grab hold of Wendy. He moved his hand back and forth to grab something but found nothing. After some moments of searching, he stood back up, took his hat and pipes off, then jumped in after Wendy.

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