Peter had split away from the group and had started to fly. He had no idea where he was going but he had to keep flying; he had NO idea how he was flying, surely all of his happy thoughts were destroyed forever. But something kept him in the air. He felt Wendy's love all around him and he closed his eyes and whispered her name. He drifted downwards and found himself in the middle of mermaid lagoon. He leaned close to the water and remembered the first time he had brought her here.

"Oh how sweet!" He turned to her, his brow raised and an incredulous look on his face. Wendy's face fell. "Are mermaids not sweet?"

"They will sweetly drown you if you get too close." The mermaids surfaced and Peter bent low to speak to them, to ask them about Wendy's brothers and about Hook. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a mermaid reach up and touch Wendy's hand. One of the mermaids took his hand and distracted, he looked away. When he turned back to Wendy, her hand was being dragged under; surely she would be next. Not if he had anything to say about it! His hand grasped her shoulder and he hissed at the mermaid, who hissed back and disappeared under the waves. Wendy looked at him with a look of relief and thanks. Peter was lost in her eyes, so wide and full of curiosity. But he had to save her brothers and Tiger Lily too.

"Hook has your brothers. At the Black Castle."

"Peter?" Peter was snapped out of his thoughts by a lovely mermaid edging out of the water and he gasped.

"Reyna!" Reyna bowed her head and swam closer.

"Reyna, you have to help me!"

"In any way I can," she replied, bowing her head again.

"You know of the Thorn of Amethyst?"

"Yes," she said slowly.

"Can it rewind time? So I can be sent back to a certain moment?"

"The stone doesn't really work that way. It sees your heart's desires and sends you there. Why do you ask this?"

"I was sent to an alternate reality where I lost Wendy. Then I returned here, to this time, where I still lost Wendy. This isn't my destiny, Reyna. Tell me how to get her back."

"You want to return her from the dead?"

"I want to return to a time where she was alive. And keep her that way."

"Peter, life doesn't work that way. Not even you are immune to death and tragedy. Perhaps it was Wendy's destiny to die in Neverland."

"No," he snarled. "I don't believe that. Everything was fine before all this Amethyst stuff started. One of your sisters gave it to me and tricked me into using it. Now fix it."

"Peter—"

"FIX IT!" Renya stared at the King in alarm. She shook her head and dove beneath the water. Peter let out a frustrated cry and dove in after her.

Once under the waves, he considered just opening his mouth and allowing the water to fill his lungs. His heart would not stop hurting. Why was it Wendy's destiny to die? Why couldn't he keep her with him always? Reyna turned and saw Peter gently floating above the sea floor. Gasping, she hurried forward and grabbed onto his face.

"Peter, open your eyes and see the world. It's never too late." Peter blinked several times and started to feel dizzy from the lack of air. Reyna yanked on his shirt and pulled him upward toward the surface. The moment he burst through, he inhaled deeply, filling his lungs with sweet oxygen. He crawled toward the shore and lay on his stomach, panting. Reyna watched him sadly.

"I don't understand, Reyna," he said into the grass. "Why is this all happening?"

"You're unlike any boy that has ever lived, Peter. Destiny does not work the same for you. You change your destiny everyday, with your actions. You change your family's destinies. You were discontent with your life and learned the lesson of loss."

"So what, every time I have the smallest thought of how things would be different, someone comes and screws up my life? How is that fair?"

"It's not. But it's the way Neverland is. You may try to use the stone to travel back and change what is. But beware, Peter. It doesn't always work the way you want it to. You could find that you could be with Wendy but lose your children. You will have to make choices and sacrifices. Once you start out on this journey, it will be impossible to turn back." He stared at the mermaid with wide eyes, blinking back tears.

"I've already been on this journey. The moment I made that wish and went to that alternate reality, I began that journey. I just want to get back to when Wendy and I are married, not necessarily happy, but together. Our children are safe and healthy and I can have the chance to repair our marriage. That's what I want."

"Then ask the Stone. It knows what's in your heart."

"Do I still have it?"

"I do not believe so. I will have to search around our Kingdom and see where it is. As I told you before, the King of Atlantica has forbidden its usage."

"Wait a moment, Atlantica? I thought it was something different."

"It is known by many names. The King's sister is now the evil Sea witch because she once used the stone to make a wish. But I can travel to Atlantica and speak to my cousins about the Stone. Perhaps I can find a way to return you to that alternate reality, so you may have a second chance at fulfilling the prophecy."

"The prophecy!" Peter suddenly remembered the prophecy Lily had told him about and jumped to his feet. "I just need to make her choose me and then all will be well again!"

"It will not be that simple, Peter," she said gently, "you saw what happened last time when she turned from you."

"She chose me in the end. And saved my life," he added sadly. Reyna nodded.

"She proved her love to you. But this time, you must both touch the Stone and make the wish together." Peter closed his eyes; this was proving to be very difficult.

"I make her choose me…make sure neither of us are killed this time…and we touch the Stone and wish together," he said slowly. Reyna nodded.

"That is the plan, yes. And Peter," she added, "do not speak about this to your family. Time and reality work differently in Neverland and they will not understand the powers of the Stone. I will leave immediately and be back tomorrow night. Meet me here, when the moon is high in the sky." With a flick of her tail, she dove beneath the waves and was gone. Peter watched the spot where she disappeared and sighed. His eyes moved up to the heavens where the stars had started to come out. He noticed a very bright star, twinkling innocently next to his favorite star. He felt the familiar beating of his heart and he squeezed back tears.

"I'll fix this, Wendy. I'll save you and the life we shared. I promise."