Wendy was floating on nothing. She was neither warm nor cold and she no longer felt the pain from her stomach. She didn't know how long she lay suspended in that dark blankness until the tendrils of consciousness began to wrap around her arms and legs and gently lift her to the surface.

What is all that racket? Was Wendy's first thought as her mind became alert. She experimentally opened one eye and grimaced at the shaft of light that shone on her face, she rolled over and faced the wooded walls of what she assumed was the tree house.

"Is she awake?" said a suddenly hushed voice from over her shoulder.

"I dunno, should we prod her with a stick?" Nib's whispered.

"Nibs that is a terrible idea!" Came John's scandalized voice.

"She can hear you." Wendy sat up slowly, squinting against the light, her brothers who surrounded her gave a collective shout and piled onto the bed with her all talking at once.

"Alright everybody, give her a minute!" John called rallying the group.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Two days, we were really worried." Michael whimpered, tears filling his big blue eyes. Wendy drew him in for a hug "I'm fine, see?" she smiled broadly at her brothers.

Wendy glanced around the room; Hawk, Mo, and Fox were sitting at the table, but Peter was no where to be seen.

"He's… out by the beach waiting for you." Slightly said, looking down at his feet. Wendy leapt from the bed and wrapped her arms around him, squeezing. "Thank you." She simply said before turning and dashing up the tunnel leaving her brothers sitting on the bed.

"Why didn't you say more Slightly?" John queried.

"It wouldn't have mattered now, not when he's finally figured himself out." Slightly stared at the tunnel before turning back to his brothers "Let's get ready!"

"For what?" the younger one's asked.

"Well we're going home of course!"

Wendy clamored over a sand dune and stood atop it, using her hand to shield her eyes from the light so she could find what she was looking for.

Peter was sitting on a rock that bordered the shoreline, facing the sun which had begun to make its descent. Sliding down the warm sand she hurried towards the rock and clamored up that too. "Hello." She said quietly.

He turned and his face lit up in a way she had never seen before, what's going on? She wondered, what happened?

"You're awake." He said simply.

"Yes."

They sat for a moment, "We're leaving, I think, I'm sorry I couldn't return you to yourself." Her face became pained at her failure.

"It doesn't matter." Peter said quietly.

"What do you mean it doesn't matter?" she said sharply her anger sparking. "I failed to return you to yourself, now you'll grow old and die—you can't be the boy who never grows old now!"

"I know."

"What do you mean you know?" Wendy leveled a glare at him "Quit being cryptic Peter."

He leaned forward and cupped her cheek before kissing her gently, Wendy's eyes drifted closed as she gripped the rock for support. Their lips parted and she opened her eyes and locked them with Peter's their noses slowly grazing against each other as he pulled away.

"It doesn't matter, because I love you." He said running his knuckle down her smooth cheek.

"This had better not be some sort of trick Peter." Wendy said quietly.

"It's not… when you were hurt I realized that if you died I wouldn't want to be a boy forever. To live without you forever… I just couldn't fathom it."

"You grew up." Wendy supplied gently.

"Yes. I did."

"So what are we going to do?" She asked taking his hand.

"We're going to go back to London. Together, but first, Wendy Moira Angela Darling will you marry me?"

Wendy smiled a dazzling smile. "I will."

Epilogue:

The following will be what transpired in the later years for our characters…

Peter: When Peter left Neverland he made Hawk his successor, the inhabitants of Neverland invited him and Wendy to visit as often as they liked. When he first moved to London he was baffled by everything, he was an intelligent man who caught onto things very quickly and with the help of Mr. Darling (Who was dubious about him in the first place, due to his engagement to Wendy.) he installed himself as a lawyer who quickly rose in the ranks in society due to his wit, intelligence and hard headed tactics. He and Wendy were married three years after his move to London and he took the name Peter Darling.

Wendy: Once she returned to London she began to write her first novel which was quickly picked up it was aptly named The Adventures of Peter Pan and Company. She also was a helpful benefactor of many women's homes and started many schools for children, boosting England's education level.

Peter&Wendy: In their lifetime Peter and Wendy had six children. Eleanor (The eldest girl), Marcus (The eldest boy), Sophia and Cassandra (The twins, and middle children), Klaus (The youngest boy), and Lydia (The youngest child). After Marcus was born they decided to move to the country just outside of London to raise their children. Often for the summer holidays they would take the children to Neverland where they would play on the beaches and converse with the fairies. Later on in life Eleanor fell in love with Fox who inevitably left Neverland to be with her (Taking the name Franklin). All of their children went on to do things in their lives.

Eleanor married Franklin and Franklin studied medicine in America where they soon moved. They had several children and Franklin served in World War I and World War II. Eleanor was a volunteer nurse in World War II.

Marcus became an engineer helping to create more environmentally friendly automobiles. He did not serve in the wars due to a leg injury he got when he was a child. He married an African American woman named Olivia and they had two children together.

Sophia grew up to be as pretty as can be and eventually married a politician, having four children (All girls). She had her father's wit and temperament which made her legendary with the press.

Cassandra was the hard headed tomboy of the bunch, not marrying until she was nearly thirty; she served in World War II as a code breaker for the Allies. She married an Irish man and lived near her mother and father. They had eight red headed children.

Klaus was the entrepaneur of the bunch, he became a high powered business man who was one of the few men unaffected by the great depression and was able to help his family through it as well. He married a young American secretary named Deanna and had one son named Patrick.

Finally, Lydia took after her mother and wrote famous novels about a female detective who gallivanted around the world solving mysteries and falling in love with different men in every book. Her actual love life was a bit simpler, she'd had many men courting her (she was like Wendy in her looks) but in the end she chose the simple Henry Kimbel who taught at Oxford University. They had three children together.

Slightly (Simon): He went into banking like John did and together they opened their own bank, ironically he ended up marrying Karina, Wendy's best friend, he met her at Wendy and Peter's wedding. They had three adorable cherub looking children who often went to the country side to play with Wendy and Peter's rowdy bunch.

John: John of course opened a bank with Slightly and married a woman after his own heart, a librarian named Jill, they had one child together.

Michael: He went on to Oxford and served in World War I, he was released from duty early due to his leg having to be amputated after being shot and infected. He met a gentle girl named Lily who nursed him back to health. They had two children (twin boys)

Hawk: Hawk stayed in Neverland for many years, finally deciding to leave after Peter and Wendy passed away in 1988, he met Wendy's great granddaughter Prudence in San Francisco, California and fell in love with her. They married.

Mo: Finally we come to the youngest of our story; Mo was eventually taken in by the Darling family and raised as the youngest brother of many. He took the name Maurice and moved to America to attend Harvard. He then became a scientist that worked on the Manhattan Project and was shot during the Cold War when a spy tried to escape with plans to the Fat man (a nuclear bomb), he barely survived and afterwards moved back to England with his wife and children.

Thats all folks! I'm so grateful for all of those who have stuck with me these past, what? Seven or eight months? You guys can definitely expect a few mushy one-shots about Wendy and Peter's married life.

I will eventually start another project so be on the lookout for that.

Thank you and I adore you all!

-LittleMoonLover-