Growing For You

Disclaimer: I don't own the Peter Pan movie because if I did it would have ended MUCH differently and fluffier

A/N: My first Peter Pan Fan-Fiction! Bear with me please. This story is based and set after the Universal 2003 movie with Jeremy Sumpter (Peter Pan) and Rachel Hurd-Wood (Wendy Darling). Personally I think those two have perfect chemistry at least in the movie they do, dunno about "real" life lol... I wrote this because I fell in love with the movie and I've always loved the books but the ending was just horrible! Why WHY did they do that! Wendy should have stayed with him OR he should have stayed with her... gosh darn it... ehem, anyway...

Summary: Peter stopped visiting Wendy once she turned 16, why? She didn't know, all she knew was that she was now 18 and still wants very badly to see him again. One fateful night Tinkerbell pays Wendy a visit, Tink tells her that Peter is very "ill" and she needs to go help "cure" him... When she goes she is captured by none other then Hook! But wait! Isn't he supposed to be dead? Peter goes to the faeries and asks for their help... they grant him 2 wishes that would literally change him forever... now it's off to save the day again!

Warnings: Rated T for: Violence, Hook's antics, and Suggestive Content

ENJOY!

Prologue

Cool breeze and autumn leaves
Slow motion daylight
A lone pair of watchful eyes
Oversee the living
Feel the presence all around
A tortured soul
A wound un-healing
NO regrets or promises
The past is gone
But you can still be free...
If time will set you free...

Time now to spread your wings
To take to flight
The life endeavor
Aim for the burning sun
You're trapped inside
But you can still be free...
If time will set you free...
But it's a long long way to go

(A bit of) - Savage Garden - You Can Still Be Free

Peter Pan rested his head against the window pane and sighed inwardly. "To live, will be an awfully big adventure…" he whispered to himself, feeling as if the coldness of the night air was seeping into him. Peter felt things he did not understand and quickly banished them from his thoughts, but what if they could not be silenced? With another inwardly sigh he backed away, giving the occupants in the room one last glance. With that, he began his journey back to Neverland, floating off into the night, hoping to get away from a mistake he felt he was about to make. He was just about to take off, fly as fast as he could, until he heard his name called and he had to stop. Peter spun around and saw Wendy Darling at the window, a sad smile gracing her beautiful face.

"Peter, you won't forget me, will you?" she asked, her voice full of hope and a strange sort of longing.

Peter turned to her and smiled his charming, crooked grin that always seemed to make Wendy feel butterflies in her belly. "Me? Forget...? Never," Peter answered, though his smile quickly left him. At times like this, even Wendy could see through Peter's façade. Once again, Peter turned around and prepared himself to take off… however, once again he could not. Wendy's angelic voice stopped Peter in his tracks once more.

"Will you ever come back?" she asked him, sounding just a bit sadder than before. The very tone of her voice made Peter feel something in him twist and tighten. Why did he feel pain at the thought of leaving her? Why was he feeling this way? Once again Peter was confused at the feeling and once again he shook it off. Instead, Peter grinned at her again, crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side in a light-hearted yet proud sort of way. He would returned, he thought, but he refused to acknowledge the real reason he'd return for.

"To hear stories... about me," Peter answered in a half-hearted joke; that was one of the reasons he would like to return… but what was the other? He was still unsure. With that he waved at her and flew off. Peter could not stay much longer... if he did he might have stayed forever and eventually grown up - which was something that he did NOT want to do - so instead he tore his gaze from her and flew off as fast as possible. 'What's wrong with me? …Feelings are for grown-ups!' he scolded himself and continued his trek.

From the window Wendy sighed longingly and sadly, she turned back to her family and walked toward them to join them in this happy time. Wendy ignored the thoughts of what could have been and concentrating on what will be. Though that did not stop her from wishing and hoping. 'Please return…' she thought silently.

…And Peter, contrary to popular belief, did not forget. Despite his poor memory when he was in Neverland, Peter remembered Wendy. For two years Peter would return almost each night, and oh how delighted Wendy, John, Michael and the former lost boys would be! Wendy would tell stories and then after all the fun and games were through, she would try to convince him to stay… but each time he would answer the same way. "No, I want to always be a boy and to never grow up!"

This happened time and again. What troubled Wendy was that Peter would refuse to take her to Neverland again and each year his eyes would become more and more distressed… however, all was well. Peter would come and they would all talk, play and tell stories. It was all wonderful, until one day...

The evening of Wendy's 16th birthday Peter came back. He looked into her room, for Wendy had long ago stopped sleeping in the nursery, and saw Wendy twirling in a dress in front of a mirror, looking as happy as ever. Peter's eyes saddened further and the familiar pain in his chest he had since the first time he left came back with vengeance - when he saw how much she had grown in the short time he did not see her. Oh how beautiful was she who he could not be with. It didn't feel right, it couldn't be right, and yet there he was, feeling for her. No, that would not do.

Sadly but with determination, Peter sighed and turned away, skipping their meeting that year …she did not seem to pay attention anyway. Peter did not return the year after that or the year after that. Wendy had never stopped staring off into the night sky, each night, waiting for him. Now it had been two years since she had seen him for the last time and she was beginning to think he would never return. Oh she tried forgetting, but alas, she could never forget his rogue personality, his piercing oceanic eyes, his rugged, sun-kissed hair and that easy smile that made her melt with just the thought… what was she to do?

End Note: What'd you think? Cliché isn't it? Do not worry, this is only the prologue, it won't all be short. Please read and review! Let me know if you liked this or not!