Sorry it's taking me so long to update. My parents don't like me on the computer too long. Hope you enjoy this chapter.
JW
Wendy's POV
Sunlight was drifting into the room and everything felt so peaceful. I looked around and found Peter sitting in my old rocker fast asleep. He looked older in his sleep, so that he looked graver and calmer. Not the impulsive Peter I knew.
I pushed the covers back, got out of bed and walked over to him. His gold- brown hair was in his face and he looked tired. Silently I sank to my knees and put my head in his lap.
It felt so right, sitting there with him. Soon he began to stir and I felt his hand traveling through my hair.
I turned my head so that I could see his face. He was waking up.
"Good Morning."
" 'Morning." He murmured.
"How you doing?"
"Fine, just fine."
Peter's POV
I sighed. Morning's here were nothing in comparison with Neverland mornings. But the fact that Wendy was here with me, it was a beautiful morning.
"So," I asked. "What do you want to do today?"
Turning away from me she said,
"I'd like to see what I have missed these past years. I know I was in there for a while, so I'd like to see all that has happened."
I looked at her and the way the sun hit her brown hair just right (I know in all the movies it's orange or something, but I wanted a change.)
"Then it should be fine for me."
Wendy had went to her mother's closet and chosen one of her dresses. Seeing that she had grown up she knew she could no longer fit in her children's clothes.
I had to say the dress did suit her. It was navy blue and reached the floor. The skirt was pleated and whispered every time she moved. The top was close fitting and emphasized the fact that Wendy had grown up. But I realized that the dress was nothing like the dress that girl at the office had been wearing.
Wendy had allowed me to borrow one of her father's casual shirts and a pair of John's pants. One thing was obvious: before the rest of the darling family had disappeared, John had done some growing.
We left the house silently and Wendy locked the door. I then realized something; both Wendy and I were lost in her world! As we walked down the street everything that had been here last time was gone! Everything was cold rock and was loud. People were everywhere, and the fast moving things I had seen while flying in, were speeding up and down the roads! When people bumped into you, they did not apologize, but carried on.
I was a little disgusted. The girls that we passed were covered in paint. They looked more like raccoons then human beings! Many stopped and stared at Wendy and I, and I wasn't surprised. We weren't dressed at all like these strange people. They were English no doubt, but they were so different from Wendy.
This world had changed.
Wendy's POV
I was starting to panic. The girls that passed looked at me with such revulsion, it reminded me of the girls at school who believed they were better than everyone else. This wasn't the England I remembered. This wasn't my home!
I was starting to panic.
Peter noticed and looked down at me. My eyes were wide and frightened. I needed ot get out!
"Okay Wendy. Just hold on." He murmured.
Quickly he led me over to an alley and leaned me against a wall. I tried to calm my breathing as he stood in front of me and held my hand. Soon I was breathing evenly even though I was still frightened. Tears began to fill my eyes.
"I want to go home Peter. I'm so scared, this isn't my country. I can't take it, I can't take it…"
To my shame I began to cry. I couldn't help it, I was so frightened. Peter put both arms around me and held me close as I wept. I clung to him, glad that he was here to hold me. All those years I had missed him.
"Don't worry Wendy. I'm here. I'm here."
I looked up at him helplessly, and that's when it happened. His eyes softened and he leaned down and pressed his soft lips to mine!
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Thanx
JW