*Set slightly after What You Mean to Me and before When Your Feet Don't Touch the Ground.*

Sylvia watched as her boys were slowly letting their sleep get to them. She stood at the window looking out onto her yard, where the boys usually play ever so happily. Her pirates and Indians. She grinned at the fondest memories. Her diaphragm hurt so much do to coughing and being out of breath. She didn't want scare the boys, so she ignored the fact of her declining health. She didn't want to lose the joy that the boys had now especially Peter.

James.

The man who helped her boys. The man she slowly fell in love with. She didn't want to disappoint him. She watched him take over the father role to her boys after Arthur had died.

She noticed James waving through the big nursery window. She hurried down the stairs. She felt so nervous because she was so in love.

Her mother saw her smile as she ran down the stairs. Emma simply shook her head. Her mother had no information to stop her from dating James.

The night she came home from getting the boys away from the theatre. She changed. Her mother saw the love in her eyes. Her mother knew she couldn't stop them anymore.

Sylvia opened the door quietly and gave her cheesiest grin towards James.

"James." She quietly whispered and leaned in to give him a smooch. "What are doing here as she pulled her jacket around her tighter. He placed a hand on her waist and the other on her face.

"Sylvia, you shouldn't have come out. You don't look so well." He worriedly embraced Sylvia.

"I'm fine James." She coughed. "You don't need to worry." She coughed again.

"Sylvia, I'm worried about you. The boys are taking notice that it is getting worse and not better." He kissed her cheek.

"You don't have to James. You don't have to worry about me." She weakly smiled.

"Sylvia, I worry about you because I love you." He kissed her again, but on the lips. Sylvia just rested her head on his chest and sighed.

"I'm fine."She stared at him. "Let's not talk about this any further." She sighed. James nodded and guided her to the chairs in the backyard where James and the boys had made a little stage for her boys to put on shows. She leaned on his shoulder as they sat down.

"I was looking at the stars today. I wanted to point out Neverland to you." As he brought her hand up towards the stars. Her eyes transfixed on the star.

"It's our Star."She smiled. "Oh James." She stood up. "Thank you for showing me the star."

"When ever we feel lost. Look up to our star and we will guide each other back." He smiled. "When we die we'll go to Neverland. We will someday find each other in Neverland."He grabbed her hand tightly. "I love you Sylvia." Kissing her cheek.

They got up once again. He led her back into her house. "I can't wait to see for what the boys have in store for us." She smiled. "Can't wait for our lovely date put on by the boys tomorrow." She kissed him.

"I can't wait." He smiled. "Remember meet me in Neverland." He smiled and he kissed her right below the window. Little to their knowledge four boys were watching them the whole time. "I love you Sylvia." As he held her hand and slowly lost touch as he walked away.

"I love you too James." She smiled. Watching him disappear into his car. She sighed in happiness before coughing and she noticed something in her hankie that she had never seen before.

Blood.