The Group began to leave the tiny house. Adrianna led the group with Peter close behind holding Wendy's hand. Jade was in the back still ashamed. It was Tink who was still missing. She would return though, she always did. Her temper would die down eventually because she was too tiny to hold it too long.

When the group arrived at a large tree Peter released Wendy and walked up to a vine dangling like so many others from the thick branches. With a wink and a tug the trunk of the tree began to part. The opening brought them to a slide. It was completely dark.

Down went three girls followed by Wendy. Peter came down last. The twins helped Wendy stand up as her eyes widened. It was a small open space with passages leading away on the side. In the middle was a table with a little house on it for Tink. To the right was a doorway with a beaded door with feathers in between each bead.

"That's Peter's room, no one is allowed in there." Wiggles spoke up and glanced to Peter. He smiled and pulled her down a different route. It took them to a room with a long table with chairs scattered around. It was set for dinner but bare of food. At the head of the table was a large chair shaped to be a throne. Wendy knew it belonged to Peter.

It was Alice who led Wendy to the next room. The walls were stained pinks and purples with occasional red and black. Above every bed was a name in a different color. The beds were small and very low to the floor but they looked comfortable. Several beds had stuffed animals. Jade's was bare except for a navy blanket.

"Mother, will you sleep in here or your house tonight?" Alice's voice was soft and in Wendy's ear.

"Have you girl's been good?" Wendy replied sweetly but it was not a girl who replied.

"They have been bad and should be punished." Peter's voice was playful meaning no real harm. He floated up to stand delicately on Jackie's head board. "I say we cut off their toes and feed them to the crocodile." He chuckled and swooped down catching Janie. She shrieked and wriggled but laughed all at once.

"Let's give them medicine." Wendy's voice was distant as she picked up a flower and walked over to a dripping root. "It's vile and disgusting, but just what the doctor ordered." Catching a whiff, she made a face to prove how gross it was.

All the girls dropped down and held Peter's legs begging him. None of them wanted it. The oldest laughed and Wendy set it down on a night stand. Relief flooded the girls and they all went to sit. Jade took Wendy so she could sit with her. Peter remained standing.

"How old are all of you?" Wendy was curious beyond belief.

"I'm sixteen and will never age." Peter's voice broke the silence before he indicated to all the others to go. Adrianna was twelve and very mature for her age. Jade was oldest of all the girls because she was thirteen. Alice was eight and Wiggles was nine. The twins were eleven and proud to be.

"I'm sixteen too." Wendy's words escaped her lips and all eyes widened. They were all children and would never age so long as they stayed in Never Land.

"Come with me Wendy I'd like to show you something." He took her hand and pulled her away. The girls remained seated. Peter looked at the girl and led her to the beaded door. "Everything I have loved is kept here."

He pulled it aside and let her walk in first so her eyes could fall on everything she pleased. The bed was large and had a feathered chief's hat hanging off a post. The night stand next to it had musical pipes and a candle with scattered matches. On the wall was a green hat with a red feather. Two swords were crossed and hung beneath it. A small totem pole sat under them. A wolf's head carved on top of a tiger's.

Peter walked to the dresser and picked up a wooden crocodile with a clock in the middle. He chuckled as he showed Wendy who was still amazed with the treasure chest lying against the wall.

"I carved this after giving a similar crocodile a clock and a hand for lunch." She shuttered slightly. "The hand belonged to a pirate, he's mean and nasty. His name is Hook, which is exactly what he wears now. He is a vampire though so we all hate him." This time Wendy giggled; such a classic feud. "We hate mermaids more because they try to control you."

"There are mermaids?" She was astonished when he nodded. "Can we see them?" He chuckled with a small nod.

"Soon Wendy, but tonight we will have a feast and you will tell us a story." Wendy smiled knowing he would love that.

"What are we Peter?" He came close and brushed stray hairs behind her ear. Kissing her cheek, he whispered in her ear, "We are love." He held her close to him so their hearts beat in union creating a beautiful song.