Wendy was not to go anywhere but home and school until her parents said otherwise. She was to go straight home and her brothers were to make sure she went to all of her classes. She abided by these rules for a while, but when the first snowfall of the season descended on Storybrooke, there was a knock at her window.

"Where have you been?" Peter asked when she opened it.

"I'm grounded," she explained trying to sound nonchalant. Truth was, she wanted nothing more than to throw herself into his arms. She'd missed Neverland and the Lost Boys, but she missed him more than anything.

"Why don't you take a break from being grounded? Everyone's been going on and on about how they miss you," he said, but she knew what he meant.

"I miss everyone, too. A lot," Wendy replied closing the space between them. Peter smiled one of his rare, genuine, just for her smiles, and kissed her.

"Up for a snowball fight?" he asked mischievously.

"Alright, but loser buys winner hot cocoa from Granny's," she answered before grabbing her coat and boots.

"It's a date," he agreed.

"You know we've never actually been on one of those," Wendy pointed out as they climbed out of her window.

"So it's a first date. Though I don't see the point of it," Peter replied when they were on the ground.

"It's just how these things work," she explained as they walked. They headed to their spot in the forest where they threw snow at each other and ran around until they collapsed, laughing on the ground.

"I give in," Wendy announced breathlessly.

"Little Wendy bird. So quick to give up," Peter teased sitting up so he was looking down at her.

"I refuse to give in to your taunting," she announced defiantly. He just laughed and stroked her hair. She smiled back and the two stayed frozen in that moment for quite sometime, just appreciating being in the other's presence.

"There's snow in my coat," Wendy said after a minute.

"Oh. Right," Peter said helping her up.

Granny's was blissfully empty when they got there. Slightly relieved the pair shrugged off their coats and slid into a booth near the back.

"Wendy? Your parents let you out?" Ruby asked walking over.

"Not exactly," Wendy replied quietly.

"Right. Well then I'll be quick with your orders. How does pie and hot cocoa sound?"

"Perfect, thank you."

Ruby smiled reassuringly and walked off.

"She seems to care about you a lot," Peter remarked after she was gone.

"Who, Ruby? I know. She's kind of like the big sister I never had. Ive known her my whole life," Wendy explained shivering.

"Better?" Peter asked sliding in next to her and putting his arm around her.

"Yes. Much," she replied resting her head on his shoulder.

"Well don't you two look cozy," Ruby said placing everything on the table. Wendy just blushed and looked at her cocoa intently.

"I don't think she approves of me," Peter said sounding amused.

"You're probably right," Wendy agreed sighing.

"Well in that case," he said grinning and kissing her. She blushed and pulled away quickly.

"Eat your pie," she muttered. He shrugged, still looking mildly amused and did what he was told.

"So what do people do on a first date?" he asked after a while.

"Not make out that's for sure-Well not usually. They go out, they talk. It's awkward at first, but if they really connect, it can be wonderful. It-what?" she asked noticing his staring.

"Nothing. So what do they usually talk about?"

"Common things at first. The weather, where they're from, their individual interests... Then if they find they have something in common, they talk about that."

"So you'd tell me things like you like to read and you have two little brothers?"

"Exactly. And you'd tell me you like adventure and have a best friend that worships the ground you walk on."

"I don't know if I'd say that," Peter replied laughing.

"So what would you say?" Wendy asked.

"Well let's see..."

The two spent the rest of the night talking and laughing. Wendy was amazed at how there was so much more to Peter than his reputation and how easy it was to talk to him. Time seemed to freeze when they were together. It was the happiest she could ever remember feeling. She would've stayed there all night if Ruby hadn't pointed out that it was closing time and suggested they take a walk in the snow.

"I really should be getting home," Wendy pointed out as they wandered around town aimlessly hand in hand.

"Have to get up early for school tomorrow Darling?" Peter asked tauntingly.

"If I want my parents to ease up on this whole grounding thing? Yes I do," she replied.

"I wish I could just keep you to myself forever," he said pulling her close.

"Well that's awfully selfish of you," she joked.

"I never said I liked to share," he answered smiling down at her. She blushed and welcomed his kiss happily. Was it wrong to want time to freeze in this specific moment. Where the snow was covering the ground and a lost boy was stealing her heart?

"Still want to go back?" he asked pulling away.

"Not even close. But it's a necessary evil. Come on," she said starting to walk.

They walked back to her house and climbed in through the window.

"You didn't have to come up here you know," she pointed out sitting on her bed.

"Well traditionally I'm supposed to walk you to your door. I figured this was the next best thing," he said sitting down next to her.

"It's better," she replied kissing him.

"I see your point. Here I'll tuck you in," he said when they finally pulled away.

"How sweet of you," she answered smiling and laying down.

"I know," he said grinning. He tucked her in and kissed her forehead.

"Good night," she sighed happily.

"Sweet dreams, Darling." And with that, he was gone.