A/N
Hey this is Sailor Serenity5 back again with the epilogue that I promised for the story. I know that it's extremely short but I think it's the perfect clincher. Oh, and sorry for the huge delay in getting it posted. You know how it goes, you have the perfect idea and then it slips away from you. Took me a while to get my thoughts back together, so sorry.
Peter stood alone on the balcony overlooking the desolate streets of London. The dark sky was filled with the glow of stars and a sliver of moon. Peter had changed a lot over the years. His hair had grown a couple inches and had taken on a darker blonde color but was still as disheveled as ever. He was a lot taller too. Now at age 30 he had had a huge growth spurt and was over six foot tall. Despite his age and maturity though, his spirit and face had not lost their youthfulness and his brilliant green eyes were still full of life. The only other evidence of his aging were the very faint beginnings of lines on his forehead and the corners of his eyes.
Peter looked at the sky longingly seeing the star of his old home, Neverland and sighed in remembrance. He leaned against the railing of the balcony and stood there for a while. After a few moments he turned to the door and went back inside the bedroom. Peter walked over towards the bed slowly gazing down at the form of his Wendy who was lying in bed. As Peter got closer to the bed he noticed that Wendy was awake and watching him with a sad, loving smile.
Wendy had grown up a lot too over the years. Now at 29, the same age as Peter she had matured into a stunning young woman. Her hair almost down to her lower back, and a lovely face that radiated beauty both inside and outside.
"Do you miss it Peter? Do you regret it?" she asked softly seeing his wistful expression.
Peter knelt down by the edge of the bed and took Wendy's face between his palms, gently. "On nights like this when I stand out on the balcony, I can see the second star to the right and I think about Tinkerbell, and the new lost boys who must be arriving. I only miss it on nights like this. When the sky is very clear I miss it a lot." he answered softly. Peter absentmindedly stroked Wendy's face. Wendy's face fell at his answer.
Peter continued smiling softly, "But then every night I come in here and see the reason why I gave it all up. And I realize that it was worth it, Wendy. You were worth it. I have the one thing I've always wanted: love."
Wendy looked into his eyes and saw that he was being completely honest. He meant every word of it with all of his heart. Their gaze intensified and as if by some magnetic force their faces began to inch closer together. Peter paused slightly whispering "I love you" before their lips met in a tender kiss. Peter broke the kiss as he rose to his feet, climbing into bed. He wrapped his arms around Wendy's waist softly, his trademark mischievous gleam in his eyes and a smirk on him lips. "You know," he whispered against Wendy's neck, "it's still a long time till morning."
A/N
I know that it's short but don't say I didn't warn you, multiple times. Ok well that's it for this story. Sorry if some people are upset that it didn't go any further but I'm not that great with writing love scenes and I thought it would be kind of inappropriate and would go against the tone of the story to do anything further. I hope that for everyone who enjoyed the story that the epilogue wasn't a let down and that you like it.