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Chapter 12.

THE DARLING HOUSE

Mr Darling paced the nursery, the window was wide open and he was muttering to himself. His face was unkempt and he was still wearing the suit from the evening his children disappeared, which was a little more than over a week ago. His wife had tried to convince him to leave the nursery on more than one occasion but he refused saying that he had to find away to bring them back, he would always point to the book in his hand. This night the atmosphere was practically tense.

"There has to be a way, there has to" Mr Darling ran his hand over his chin. "I know I know how to get them back I just have to remember."

"Roger, please come downstairs have something to eat." Mrs Darling said from the doorway of the nursery.

"I just need to remember, remember." Mr Darling continued muttering to himself.

"Roger" she took several slow steps in to the room towards he husband who she could barely recognise. "Roger, please listen to me." Mr Darling slowly turned and looked at his wife. "You have to stop this, it is not going to help the children, the police are doing everything they can we just have to wait."

"But they won't find them, they are not out there" Roger thrusted his hand toward the window.

"Roger" His wife's voice stern "You have to forget Peter Pan, it was just a story made up many years ago."

"No Jennifer. Peter Pan is real. As real as I am, though actually a little bit shorter and of course younger." Mr Darling said as he smiled

"Roger you do realise that you sound like a mad man."

"Jennifer" Roger slide the book into his back pocket and took both of his wife's hands and said. "Jennifer. I love you more than I could have ever imagined. I loved you from the first moment I saw you across the cafe counter. All I ask for this moment in time is for you to trust me and believe me, no matter how made or crazy I sound." Jennifer sighed, she loved Roger more than life it's self, she still woke every morning and thanked the stars for her life.

"Roger please think carefully about what you are going to say. For I don't know how much more I can handle." Jennifer felt the overwhelming desire to cry but was determined not to. Roger led her to a chair and once she sat he knelt before her and took a deep breath.

"My name is Roger Darling and in 1980 I went to Neverland." His wife's eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with her hands out of shock. "See it is a tradition in this house, I am not to sure when it began for it has always sort of happened. Anyway I am getting off the point. Everything that we believe in as children, a child who never grows up, a place of mermaids and pirates and even little tinkling Pixies are real."

"Roger you have gone mad. Neverland does not exist"

"Jennifer that is where our children have gone. I should have known that on her last night in the nursery, Peter would appear and ask them to come away with him." Jennifer believed that her husband had, had a complete breakdown and that he was just delusional. She took several calming breaths and tried to smile, she took his hands and said.

"Tell about what happened when you went to Neverland?"

NOW DEEP WITHIN NEVERLAND

Samantha walked through the ever thickening undergrowth of the Never Forrest.

"Ugh!" Samantha sighed. "This is just beyond funny now, I can't believe that I have to walk to the shore to find the ship, to save my brothers and save that stupid boy Peter Pan who probably flew in there without a plan." She paused her complaining to push a few branches out of her way. "Also it seems that I can't fly because I can't summon up a stupid happy thought. Who ever thought of that was just dumb and needs to bring things in to the twenty first century." Samantha sighed as she continued on her way, which she hoped was the right way. Now seeing that Samantha has slept out side, not changed her clothes for two days she looked very pretty, yes her trousers were ripped along with her top, but her dark brown eyes showed passions and determination. Her black hair was pulled tightly into a pony tail and swung from left to right with each step. "I wish I had never come here. It has just been one disaster after another and I have messed up the story completely now." A tear slipped down her cheek. "I miss something." Samantha's eyebrows came together, in confusion. "I miss someone, several I think" The Never Forrest suddenly started to thin out and just in front of Samantha was a flat piece of grass, with a hedge directly in front of her.

"What is that?" Samantha stepped on the soft grass and stared up at the hedge. "The Maze of Regrets" she read. "Oh sounds fun" to her left was a information board. She turned and read aloud.

"Welcome to the Maze of Regrets. Upon entering you will be shown every regret you have in your life, even some you did not realise you carried with you. Also you will be, depending on how successful you are with the regrets, shown a glimpse of your future and how the maze had made you change. Be careful all who enter through the gate of faith, for you can not leave until your quest is complete." Samantha sighed and shook her head. "Wow and I thought things could not get worse." She re-read the board and looked around. Chewing on her lip she sighed and stated to the air around her. "Looks like I am going in, as I have a feeling Neverland has a plan for me otherwise I would not have ended up here" Samantha took a deep breath and determinedly walked towards the gate of faith.

AT HANGMANS TREE

The cupboard door was hanging open and Peter sat crossed legged floating about a foot off the bed. Beneath him were ripped pieces of paper. He could not remember how to read for it has been such a long time, though he could look at beautiful pictures. Silently he floated down and sat on the bed, his hand gently touched each piece of paper and he smiled. You maybe wondering how Peter came to have all these pieces of paper. Well I turn's out that if you loose or forget a story it appears on the Never Beach along with any lost toys. Some, not all of Peter's collection is from the shore of Never Beach, some he took from the Darlings home through out the years that he visited. At the moment our beloved Peter is staring at a picture from the Princess and the Frog, it shows the Princess kissing the Frog. Peter smiled and ran his hand gently over the image. He sighs and at that moment Tinkerbell burst into the room jangling away. Peter looks up and stares at her for a moment.

"Tink slower. Samantha's gone where?" Tink jangled. "She can't of. The only way to find the maze is if you have a regret that is weighing on your soul." Tink jangled again this time louder and quicker. "You think she regrets coming here, meeting me?"

Peter looked down at the Princess and the Frog and in his anger he pushed from the bed onto the floor. "Well I wish she never came. All she has done is ruin things." Peter folded his arms and fixed a frown on his young face.