As a preface, I must say that the support for this fic has been overwhelming. I was going through my others and saw this has the MOST reviews and they are all sweet and positive! This has been an intense fanfic because it's been an interesting time in my life...now I feel like I'm moving on, so with a heavy heart, I wrote the last chapter. I won't include an epilogue though because I may find myself coming back to Neverland with King Peter and his family again...or even the young prince and princesses too.

I hope you all continue to follow me and read my other stories. I have several ideas for new fanfictions, so I'll post an update on here when I start posting. Thank you again for giving me something to look forward to at the end of a crappy day!

Keep the faith and those happy thoughts! ;-)

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As the festivities ended, the boys trudged back to the house, yawning loudly.

"We used to be able to stay up to welcome to the sun," Nibs complained.

"We haven't done that in years," Slightly responded through a yawn, "we're grown men and need sleep."

"Speak for yourself," Tootles said, still wide awake, "medical school is much like Neverland, I never get any sleep there either." The boys chuckled and happily recounted their many adventures in Neverland. John kissed Lily's hand and bid her goodnight, promising to return to her the following evening. Adette, Farrah, and Wyatt had fallen asleep hours earlier and Lily insisted Peter and Wendy allow them to remain in the Village so they wouldn't have to wake them. Hands clasped together, Peter and Wendy followed the boys home and before they entered, Peter pulled her aside and gazed into her eyes. Wendy found herself going weak; staring into those eyes had always taken her strength away.

"So the boys are returning to London tomorrow. Do we need to pack our things tonight?" Wendy understood what he was asking her and she bit her lip. He watched her expectantly with baited breath. He would do it. He would leave his Neverland for her. She was worth it all, he had decided.

"You would truly do this, Peter? You would become a regular man and we would raise our family away from here?"

"Yes," he said without hesitation. She smiled and leaned up to kiss him.

"Then my answer is…no." He took a step back, a bit shocked.

"Excuse me?"

"No," she said again, shrugging. "You've just proven, more than you ever could, how much you love me. What you would do to make me happy. I don't need anything more than that." Peter gaped at her, his mouth opening and closing. Wendy giggled at his stunned expression and stepped closer to him.

"I didn't marry a normal boy. I married Peter Pan, an eternal child, a carefree prince and I don't want to change him. Even though he grew up for me, I would never ask him to completely embrace the life of a normal man. Normal is not a word I'd ever want to use for Peter Pan." Peter was stunned into silence; the woman before him, the one woman he would do anything for, even leave his precious homeland behind, was telling him she didn't want him to change.

"Wendy," he finally found his voice, "are you sure about this? I thought that you were feeling incomplete here. At least in London, you could find something you want to do. A career, something that makes you happy."

"As long as I have you and the children, my life is complete. It doesn't matter where we are, Peter, as long as I am with you, then I'm happy." He wasn't altogether convinced; her words still echoed in his head.

"I don't want you to have regrets. And I certainly don't ever want a repeat of last night. Do you think we'll be alright if we stay here? Because if you think there is the slightest chance of me losing you, we're not staying."

"I've already told you, time and time again, I'll never leave you. How about you have a little faith in me and believe that I'll always be by your side?"

"I have more than enough faith in you. I always have. But I also know from recent experiences that if I ever lose you or your love…I won't survive it. I'm bound to you for life, Wendy. I can't live without you."

"And you'll never have to," she said, her hands going to his cheeks. "Our love is paramount and can defeat anything. Even normal marital problems. As our son reminded us, the royal family is so blessed. As long as we never lose sight of that, or how much we mean to one another, we'll be just fine." Peter continued to stare at her and Wendy bit her lip anxiously. Then, with a broad grin, he swept her into his arms and held her against his chest.

"Very well, my Queen. Neverland won't lose its royal family after all"

"No. Neverland will forever have a ruler to watch over them." Peter bent and rubbed noses with her, causing her to giggle.

"I can't believe how lucky I am," he whispered, "Neverland will never know how lucky it is to have a queen like you." She responded by wrapping her fingers in his curls and kissing him deeply. Peter carried her up to their bedroom and they carried each other to the gate of heaven and back before they collapsed in each others' arms and whispered one last 'I love you' before slipping off to sleep.

The next day was filled with tearful goodbyes but Peter promised the boys that they would come visit very soon. Wendy clung to her brothers until the Fairy Queen cast dust over them all and Peter waved as they soared through the clouds. Peter promised to come get John later that evening, in case he had trouble finding Neverland on his own. John was a bit nervous to go back and tell his betrothed the wedding was off but one kiss from Tiger Lily gave him the courage, as he straightened his glasses and a determined look crossed over his pink face. Once the boys were out of sight, everyone went about their business; Farrah went to spend time with the mermaids, Wyatt went off with Silver Bell to explore Neverland, Adette was asked by a handsome brave if he could take her fishing (she was blushing furiously and giggling when she agreed) and Wendy went back inside the house. Peter attended a meeting with the Leaders and the day went just as they usually did.

Peter made sure to end the meeting early enough so he could get home for dinner. But when he walked through the door, he didn't see his wife or his children at the table. He slowly walked to his bedroom, feeling a sense of dread (he hoped these feelings would leave soon. He couldn't imagine thinking the worst every time he couldn't find his wife) and found Wendy at the writing desk, her head bent low and she was writing frantically. He quietly approached her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. She jumped a little and scolded him for scaring her.

"Wacha writing?" he peered over her shoulder and saw she had piles of papers scattered over the desk.

"I'm working on my novel." Peter sat on the bed and continued to watch her.

"You're writing a novel?"

"Mmm," she said, not looking up. Peter waited for her to stop writing before he spoke again. She lay the quill down and stacked the papers before turning in her chair to face him.

"I've always wanted to write a novel about all of my adventures. I've gotten a lot written, so far."

"Are you going to let me read it?"

"Perhaps. I'll need a second opinion before I send it off to be published." His eyes widened.

"Published?"

"Curly and Nibs have contacts at the MacMillan Publishers! They say it would be quite easy to get my novel published! I'll be a real author, Peter!" He moved from the bed and knelt in front of her, taking her hands.

"Why are you so surprised? You're a natural storyteller."

"Yes but people around the world could read my book."

"Then it's got to have me and my adventures in it too," he said with a smug grin.

"You've been my greatest adventure. Of course it has you in it." He leaned up to kiss her, his thumb brushing across her cheek.

"I can't wait to read it then," he said quietly.

"I've also been thinking, I'd like to learn to sail a ship." His face fell.

"Like a pirate?"

"Not at all. Pirates are not the only ones who sail ships, Peter. And you sailed the Jolly Roger to London and back. I'd love to learn all of the nautical terms and such."

"I guess I could teach you…but I don't know of a lot of ships we could just borrow."

"Oh I'm sure we can find one down near Pirate Island. And just think; we could take family trips around the island, to just get away for a few days. Wouldn't that be lovely?" His smile returned at her wistful tone.

"Sounds great, Wendy. As soon as we finish eating and I go get John, you and I can fly over to the lagoon and see what we can find."

"There's still so many adventures to be had," she said softly. "There's still so much I could learn!"

"Then we'll do it all, Wendy. Whatever you want to do, whatever you want to learn, we'll do it. You'll never have a dull day in Neverland."

"I could never have a dull day, being married to you Peter Pan."

"Ah come on Wendy. Don't you remember? To love will be an awfully big adventure!"

END