I don't own anything it all belongs to the amazing J M Barrie, without whom Peter and Neverland would not exist. Please R&R – Much love Erika-Jayne

Chapter Five

"Second star to the right and straight on till morning" Samantha's heart skipped a beat, he was so close to her she could feel his breath on her ear. The sensible part of Samantha was shouting for her to listen and for her to realise that this could be nothing more than a dream. Somehow Samantha managed to push the thoughts to the back of her mind. Before she had chance to think anymore Robert called to her.

"Sam, it's Neverland!"

Samantha flew next to Robert and took his hand in hers. "Yes Robert it is." She scanned the land below and could not contain her excitement. "It's the mermaid lagoon and the Indian camp! Oh no! Captain Hook." as soon as Samantha remembered what happened next, she could hear the deep bang of the cannon being set off. "Boys move! Now!" she called pulling Robert and Peter out of the way of the incoming cannon ball. The three of them rolled through the cloud.

"Samantha what on earth!" Robert said with a crossed look on his face.

"Robert, FYI a cannon ball was shot directly at us. We are in Neverland yes, but it does not make us invincible so I am pretty certain that we would have lost that fight." Samantha replied while flicking her dark hair out of her eyes. She looked across to Peter who had again a confused look on his face. Samantha felt her cheeks go red. "Sorry Peter. I think we should go to the hide out now if that is ok?"

"Of course I will take you all there now." Peter turned and headed towards the mermaid lagoon. Robert and Christopher swiftly followed him. Samantha could not believe how stupid she had been. Just because she knows the story did not mean she had the right to change it. Yet, so far the only thing she had changed was her saving them from Hook not Peter.

"So it should be ok then." Samantha said out loud with a smile. She then descended slowly and gracefully, her tartan pyjama bottoms flapped gently in the soft breeze. Suddenly Samantha's brown eyes widened and a cry of 'oh no!' left her lips. There was a group of fifteen rocks headed right towards her. Samantha cursed herself for forgetting completely that Tinkerbell would tell the lost boys to shoot down what should have been a 'Wendy Bird'. As the first few rocks flew passed her, several extremely close to her head, Samantha knew that she would have to seek refuge within the trees. She flew straight down in to a nearby tight collection of trees. Just as she thought she had made it everything went black.

Unbeknownst to Samantha, Peter had just managed to catch up to her so he saw the large rock that hit Samantha on the side of her head. Peter sped up as Samantha went limp and fell quickly towards the overgrown floor. Peter smoothly slipped his arms beneath Samantha's legs and behind her back and supported her before she hit the hard ground.

"Is she dead?"

"Yep!"

"No Sam can't be dead"

Samantha slowly opened her eyes, her head hurt like hell and her throat was dry.

"I am not dead so please don't talk about me like I am" Samantha sat up. She was inside a tree. There were four hammocks hanging from any available space and a large four poster bed by what Samantha assumed was the back wall. "What am I doing here?"

"You were hit with a rock which was sent flying by one of the lost boys." Peter said with a frown on his face and his arms folded across his chest. Samantha placed her feet onto the rough wooden floor and looked into the sad faces of the lost boys who were standing in a line in front of Peter.

"Curly!" Peter shouted it even made Samantha jump. She instantly pulled Robert on to her lap and Christopher sat beside her on the low hanging hammock. "Why did you shoot at Samantha?"

Before Curly could reply Samantha said

"It wasn't their fault, I bet that they couldn't hit me if I flew and they used their catapults it was my game." Samantha looked up at Peter and he just raised his eyebrow.

"So it was a game."

Samantha nodded and then as Peter looked along the line of the lost boys they nodded nervously as well. Peter looked back at Samantha and just shook his head.