So we get to meet another character in this chapter! Any feedback on him, comments or critisicms would be great and for the other stuff as well :) Just in general really! Anyway hope you enjoy this rather short chapter and please reviewwww!

Chapter 7

"Um, could you pass me the marmalade please Mama?" Jane asked into the silence that had been hanging over the table since they'd sat down.

Peter looked up, his interest sparked, what was this mysterious marmalade? Wendy pushed a jar of orange stuff slightly closer to Jane and then went back to glaring at a space just beyond Peter's head.

"Is that it?" Peter asked, examining the stuff as Jane spread it on her toast.

"Yes. Would you like to try some?" Jane asked, laughing at his hesitant expression.

"Oh are you scared?" She asked playfully and he scoffed.

"No."

"Yes you are, you are!" Johnny crowed, catching on and sharing a laugh with his sister at the strange boy's expense.

"By rights I should challenge you to a duel for that remark young sir." Peter joked and Johnny laughed louder but was cut off by Wendy.

"None of that in my house." She said icily and all three children looked down at their laps.

"He was only playing, Mama." Jane tried but Wendy was having none of it.

"Well it's about time he stopped."

Never, Peter said to himself in his head though he didn't dare say it aloud, you can't catch me and make me a man. With this mantra in his head he returned to the task at hand and tried the marmalade, making a disgusted face at Jane when he had swallowed.

Jane bit back a laugh at his expression and Wendy looked at her briefly, the sadness in her eyes was beyond Jane's understanding and she quietened down.

The dank silence fell again save for the clinking of cutlery and Johnny's rather noisy chewing. The little boy was thoroughly confused and shot glances at his mother and Jane occasionally to see if they showed any signs of stopping whatever weirdness was going on in the usually pleasant house.

Neither of them seemed ready to stop so he returned to his toast.

"So when does Uncle John arrive?" Jane asked in a brave attempt at small talk.

"Tomorrow morning. Early." Was Wendy's curt reply as she stood up and whisked Peter and Jane's still full plates away to wash.

"Um, thank you?" Peter said but Wendy just tipped the remainder of his breakfast into the bin and turned away from him. He and Jane exchanged looks and Jane rose from the table but Wendy had not finished with them yet.

"Sit down." She snapped and Jane dropped quickly into her seat, shuffling slightly closer to Peter.

Wendy turned around slowly and leant against the counter, one hand rubbing her forehead.

"You may stay here." She said to Peter monotonously, "But I don't like it and I don't trust you. If you hurt Jane again or in any way betray the faith she has in you I will ensure you never see her again. Now why have you come?"

A short silence followed her ultimatum and then both Jane and Peter gabbled a convoluted explanation of the change to Neverland. Despite herself Wendy found herself interested and appalled by what they were saying, the idea that Neverland was not as it had always been was disturbing.

"I see." Was her only reply but she could feel herself relenting and even beginning to feel sorry for the boy who had had to change so drastically in order to survive, the boy who had once loved her.

Peter went to say something but at that moment they heard a sharp knock on the front door and Peter froze, his hand automatically going to the dagger in his belt. Jane placed a soothing hand on his shoulder and was surprised to feel him shaking.

"Peter it's alright." She whispered and he relaxed slightly, looking embarrassed.

The knock came again and Wendy patted her hair and walked out of the room with Johnny hot on her heels. Peter and Jane heard the door open and there was a moment of silence, then they heard Johnny exclaim,

"Uncle John!" followed by Wendy talking and a lower, male voice interjecting here and there.

"He must have come early." Jane observed, raising her eyebrows at Peter.

"Is that John? His voice has changed." Peter asked and Jane held back a giggle.

"Yes. And so has yours."

Peter made a revolted face at the reminder and crossed his arms. The voices were getting louder and after a few seconds the adults and Johnny were at the kitchen door.

"We've another guest, John." They heard Wendy say lightly.

"Yes you'll never guess who!" Johnny shouted excitedly.

"The King?" John said dryly and Peter smirked at Jane,

"Better." He said and Jane rolled her eyes.

"No no not him!" Johnny shrieked, Jane could practically see him bouncing up and down as he did when he was excited.

"Well I suppose I'd better go and see this mysterious guest of yours." John said in his usual, slightly bored way.

Peter straightened up and placed his hands on his hips, the pose he used when he wanted to impress back in Neverland. Jane couldn't repress a smile at the stern look on his handsome face.

"He's in there." Wendy said and the door opened and John walked into the kitchen.

At first he only saw Jane and smiled a greeting at her but the smile faded into an O of shock when he saw the young man standing behind her. John knew it was him straight away even though he could see that Peter had changed dramatically from the boy he'd known, all the same his rational mind needed proof.

"Peter?" He asked uncertainly and Peter (for it was he) tilted his chin arrogantly.

"Who else, the King?"