Chapter two.

While Samantha, Christopher and Robert slept peacefully, Sasha woke with a start. She looked around the room sensing that there was someone near by. She jumped off Christopher's bed and headed toward the second large bay window, next to Samantha. Her tail was wagging furiously. There was a quite tap on the window and Sasha jumped up and with her nose unhooked the latch on the window. The windows opened like doors and standing there was a boy wearing shorts and a shirt made from different hues of browns and greens. He was lit quite beautifully from behind by the full moon. He floated down and stood on the window seat, he bent towards Sasha who tail was now wagging so much; he thought she might start flying.

"Good girl Sasha" He whispered. His voice was calm and friendly, also rather deep for a boy who looked about fifteen. "Now Sasha I need your help." Sasha nodded, as if she knew what he was saying.

"A couple of days ago. This is rather embarrassing. Tink and I were listening to one of Samantha's stories. . . . And my shadow managed to get away from me and now I can't find it." There was a high pitched jingling of bells and the small ball of light by his left shoulder was moving backwards and forwards. "Tink this is not funny."

Samantha stirred on the window seat, everyone including Sasha froze. They move again when it sounded like Samantha was back to sleep.

"So Sasha, do you know where my shadow is?" Sasha paused for a moment and then headed towards the toy box at the end of Roberts bed. In one easy movement she flicked open the lid and out jumped the shadow. You would think that the shadow would have been happy to be going back to its owner. Alas no, the shadow had a taste of freedom and didn't want to give it up, so with out a second thought it lunged towards the window. The young boy managed to grab his shadow by its legs. A huge wrestling match ensued. Just before the boy managed to subdue his shadow, Samantha, woken by the noise rushed towards the light and turned it on. Everyone including the boys shadow froze.

"Who….Are you and what are you doing in our nursery!" Samantha said trying not to wake the boys.

"I was looking for my."

"Please God don't say shadow. . . . This is not happening to me" Samantha said as she sat down on Robert's bed.

"Why would it be bad if I said shadow?" His voice was quite and had a curious tone.

"Because it would mean that you are, who I think you are. You already look like I imagined you would and your voice is the way it thought it would be. Oh God I think I'm dying."

A little voice behind her said rather sleepily "It's Peter Pan, Christopher it's Peter Pan"

"Yes Robert I think it is Peter Pan!" Christopher replied.

The boys then jumped out of bed and head towards Peter. He smiled and shook their hands politely, after Christopher showed him how to do it. Samantha sat quietly with her eyes squeezed shut, trying to convince herself it was all just a bad dream.

"I think glue!" Christopher said.

"No soap. Soap can stick any thing together." Robert stated while holding on to his bear.

Samantha opened her eyes and could not help but laugh at the sight that greeted her. Peter was floating about a foot above the floor with one leg round his head and the other in Christopher's hand as they tried to fix his shadow on.

"Boys' stop it. It won't stick like that. I will need to sew it on." Samantha said as she headed to her draw. "Peter come here."

Samantha silently sat on the edge of her bed and threaded a needle and started to sew Peters shadow back on. Peter watched Samantha with fascination, his eyes were wide.

"Ok Peter you're done." Samantha said as she cut the thread. As she tidied away her things, Peter proceeded to test out his shadow. When he was fully satisfied he flew towards Samantha and stuck out his hand. Samantha smiled and gracefully shook his hand.

"I'm Peter." He said

"I'm Samantha." She replied with a smile, she could feel her cheeks going red. Then all of a sudden she felt a sharp, hard tug on her hair. "OW!" she shouted.

"Tink say sorry that wasn't nice." Peter said to the ball of light. There was some manic jingling and then the ball of light flew to the dresser and stayed there. "Sorry Tink get awfully jealous"

"It's ok. At least now I know this is not a dream." Samantha said rubbing her head.

"Come with me to Never Land" Peter said with a smile.