AN: Welcome to another one of my Fan Fic's! Just so you know I haven't given up on the other ones... They're just going to take a while to get finished is all. But i was watching Peter Pan the other day and then I got an idea to write a Peter Pan Fan Fiction. So i hope you like this one and maybe even review? Would be much appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not own Peter Pan or anything like that. Though I wish I did because i'd love to have that kind of imagination. Too bad I don't though.

Wendy walked through the jungle, a sharp dagger was tied to her right thigh with vines. She pulled her jacket around her tighter, she couldn't understand why it was so cold.

Then Wendy thought of something. 'It only gets cold when… oh no… PETER!'. Wendy began running. She ran faster and faster and it started to snow. The snow kept on getting thicker under her tiring feet. But she did not stop, she could not stop. Finally she reached the tree which she was looking for. The one that held the entrance to the secret hideout. Wendy pulled down a hanging log to open the door and rushed inside. She slid down the slide and stumbled on the ground when she hit the bottom. Standing up quickly she looked around and saw Peter thrashing around on his bed screaming out her name. Wendy dashed over him and tried to shake him awake. 'Peter wake up! Peter…'

'PETER!'

Wendy rolled off the bed and fell hard on the floor. Her eyes snapped open. She was drenched in sweat and her seven brothers and cousin were looking at her worriedly. It had been a year to the day since their return from Neverland and everyone had grown up. Wendy was now 13 and her 14th birthday was in a month's time. Wendy was a little annoyed about the small curves she seemed to have gained, but it was something she couldn't get rid of.

Wendy was lying on the floor and the boys were still staring at her. None of them had offered to help until Slightly had gone over to her, taken both her hands in his and pulled her to her feet.

'Wendy?' Slightly asked gently, cupping her cheek with his hand. 'Wendy are you alright?'

'Slightly, oh yes I… I'm fine, I just… just had a… a bad dream.' Wendy said rather breathlessly. Her knees suddenly gave way and she fell into Slightly's arms in a dead faint.

'Come on lads, help me get her on the bed.' Slightly ordered and John came rushing forward and helped get his sister into bed.

Nibs put the back of his hand on Wendy's forehead. 'She's running a bit of a temperature. Of all the nights mother and father had to be out…'

'And my mother isn't here either, she's visiting some old friend.' Slightly added.

'They left Wendy in change.' Said Michael, sitting on the end of her bed.

'Well that means that I'm in charge now, being the second eldest.' John proudly pointed out.

'Well then, John. What do you propose we do?' Curly asked.

'Get the smelling salts, let's see if that will wake her up.'

The twins gave a salute and hurried out of the room while the other boys crowded around Wendy's bed. A pink tinge was in her cheeks and her hair was plastered to her face from the sweat. Wendy's heart seemed to be pounding a million miles a minute.

Slightly reached down and brushed the hair off her face. 'She was dreaming about Peter again.' Slightly whispered to the others. He looked down into his cousin's face and sighed.

'Seems like almost every night she dreams about him.' Curley put in, sitting down on Wendy's desk.

'We never should have left Neverland.' Said Nibs as the twins came rushing back into the room with the smelling salts.

'Never have left?' John asked in confusion.

'We'd be with Peter and we'd be having fun! Don't you miss all our adventures?'

'Didn't you want parents and a family to love you though?' Michael pointed out, supporting his older brother.

'… but Peter and Wendy were our parents' Slightly said sadly, 'we were the family! Can't you see it now?'

The twins held the smelling salts under Wendy's nose and her eyes slowly fluttered open. 'Oh, hello boys.' Wendy breathed, moving to sit up against her pillows. 'What are you all doing in here?'

'Wendy umm, you had a bad dream and… well we were just making sure you were ok.' Slightly replied, taking a hold of her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

Wendy's eyes made a quick dart over to the open window. 'What was that?' She quickly got out of bed and hurried over. Placing both hands on the window frame, she leaned out to look around for that small light she had seen. She moved one hand and reached her palm out and then bought it back close to her chest.

'Wendy? Are you ok?' John asked, worried.

Wendy spun around. There was a huge smile plastered on her face. Slowly, she stretched her hand out once more and there sat Tinkerbelle, smiling happily to see her lost boys once more.

-X-Nefertiri-X-