Sorry my chapters are so short guys! My mom just doesn't like it when I'm on the computer too long. I'll try to write longer ones!

Hope you enjoy,

JW

Wendy's POV

Why had he left?! I was sure that he had recognized me! Or was it me, going delusional, thinking it was Peter. I cried, mentally shaking. Please, I prayed to whomever was listening, please bring him back to me!

Peter's POV

It was dark now, and everything should be slowing down now. The machines were still flying on the roads, and the lights were more noticeable, but at least I could hide in the dark clouds that seemed to hang over the city closely.

I jumped into the night sky and flew from my little perch to the direction of the warehouse. While I flew I thought of home, wondering how the lost boys were doing. I hope they were having fun without me. Probably a lot more since I had been rather mopey around them.

I was at the warehouse. I landed softly at the side entrance that I had noticed inside the hallway. I rubbed my hands against my arms, it was getting a little cool. I put my hand on the silver knob and turned it. Of course it was locked.

I bent down and used one of the words that Tink had taught me when I was trying to pick Hooks locks. Magically the doorknob turned and opened.

It was almost pitch black in the hall, except for the lights that came from the glasses. Quickly I skimmed the windows and finally I found Wendy!

Her eyes seemed to be wet, for some reason that I did not know. I quickly realized something- I didn't know how to get her out! What was I supposed to do!

Frustrated I sank to the floor and stared at Wendy annoyed and trying to figure a way. Tink had taught me the fairy words for break apart. I rolled that on my tongue and decided to use the first word that most likely meant break.

I stood and softly broke the word, and the glass and ice covering Wendy began to break apart. I stood rooted to the spot amazed! Finally everything was gone so that Wendy slumped and nearly fell to the floor! I caught her though and held her tightly to my chest.

She started coughing and I held her closer, not knowing what to do. She started coughing again until I realized that she was trying to say something. I bent close enough to hear her say Peter, when a loud siren screeched through the room!

We had to get out of here!

I know bad cliffy, but it's almost 11 pm and I'm dead tired! Please review thanx. More soon to come! I'll work on it Saturday or sooner!

Jane Wen