A/N: Sorry it has been so long. Life is crazy isn't it?
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from J.M. Barrie's original story, I own Bella and anything else I see fit to bring into this story. Steal from me and I will not be happy. Ha.
I felt him lay me against a soft fluffy cloud. I looked up into the blue of the sky and felt peaceful again. I tucked my past back into that secret corner of my heart and told myself not to think about it again. I was still lost in my thought when I saw Peter hovering over me.
"Bella? I won't hurt you." His warm voice washed over me and I couldn't help but feel safe.
"I know Peter, but I can't help my mistrust of men. All they ever have given me is hurt. I know you're different but give me time."
He nodded at me and moved to sit beside me. I propped myself up and couldn't help but want to be in his arms. You could put your arms around him. The thought leaped into my head and I blushed. Touch a man? No that was out of the question. I was looking at him when his eyes met mine and I smiled. He was so perfect. He held out his arms to me and I gladly welcomed the comfort.
I leaned against his chest and realized I already trusted him. It was a weird thought considering that I thought I would never trust or love a man. Although I never thought Peter Pan would ever come to rescue me. I smiled and listened to his heart beat. I knew I fell for him easy and maybe that's why I felt it was real. I had been so hardened by my past but one look, one kind gesture and my heart had opened up to him.
I moved my head to look at him and he looked down at me smiling. He must have realized what I meant because his eyes suddenly seemed unsure. I smiled to reassure him and his eyes lit up with that passion again. He moved his hands to the side of my face and I closed my eyes. When I felt those perfect lips touch mine gently. I couldn't help but smile against him.
"Bella," he murmured. "You're so beautiful."
My eyes flew open at this and he must have realized the change in me for he opened his eyes too.
"What? You don't believe me? You are beautiful Bella inside and out."
He brought my face to his again and this time he kissed me with more force and then he crushed me against him. I realized that this was a start of a new life and we were going to be happy.
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Later on that night…
"Peter? Don't you have any more lost boys?"
"No, they left me when Wendy and the boys left."
"Yes, Peter I know but why didn't you get more?" I asked him.
He turned his eyes away from the stick he was carving and looked at me. I had been trying to clean up the tree a little. I didn't really care what it looked like but it gave me something to do.
"Because Bella, I've grown. I still have adventures but the boys that have come here now don't live with me. I play with them at times but I will never be a lost boy again. I grew up." His eyes looked sad as he said this.
"We should have them live here with us. We could have fun." I tried to make him happy.
He smiled at me with a smile that sent shivers of pleasure down me. "I don't want anyone else living with us."
I blushed and turned away. I kept tidying up around the 'house' and I eventually heart Peter go back to his carving. I felt my heart beating ferociously and I wanted to do nothing but throw myself into Peter's arms and have him kiss me again. I contemplated doing that but suddenly Tinkerbell flew into the room.
"Peter! Hook is on the rampage! He is trying to get the lost boys. He already has captured some of them. They sent me to find you." She was yelling all of this and talking very fast. I was glad I could understand her.
I looked at Peter and his eyebrows were scrunched together. "We shall save them!"
"We?" I blurted out. "I can't do anything!"
Peter looked at me again. "I think you give yourself less credit than you think."
I shook my head at him. I was a huge klutz and I wasn't athletic or anything. He gave me a sword and it fit awkwardly in my hands.
"Bella, just let your natural instincts take over. You just need to believe." He told me.
I closed my eyes and thought about pretending to sword fight. I opened my eyes and Peter had positioned himself in a fighting stance. I took a swing at him and with one flip of his sword he had hit my sword and it was lying on the ground.
"Bella, we're just pretending don't worry. Don't you want to pretend with me?"
I instantly calmed. Okay we were pretending. I concentrated on thinking the sword in my hand was nothing but a stick and I moved to pretend swordfight with him. By the time he had disarmed me again sweat had started dripping down my face. Peter just looked at me with that smug grin on his face.
"Okay okay so I can swordfight big whoopdy do!" I stalked past him as he was laughing. "Let's go save those lost boys!" I started flying off but Peter was soon by my side and grabbed my hand.
"You were great Bella! You can swordfight not many people can do that! You are amazing." He whispered the last part into my ear and I melted. How could someone be like this? How could he make me believe again? No matter what happened I would always be grateful to Peter Pan for saving me from the black that my soul had developed into. We flew together hand in hand to Hook's ship. I was nervous but with Peter by my side, I know I could do anything.
At least I hoped so.