It was a warm and sunny afternoon in Bloomsbury London when this all started. Twenty year old Wendy Moria Angela Darling was having tea with her friends Alice Kingsleigh and Eleanor Cathaway while working on their embroidery. As much as she enjoyed being with them she couldn't help but feel quite insecure around them because they were so much more wealthy than she was and she believed that they were much more pretty too. Alice had long yellow hair that put buttercups to shame and always looked like spun gold whenever the sun shined on it and Eleanor had violet colored eyes that were like pools of lavender that seemed endless. But Wendy failed to realize was that over years she had grown up to be the loveliest lady in Bloomsbury just as her mother was. A stunningly beautiful lady with dark brown hair and innocent blue eyes that were especially noticeable today for she was wearing her forget me not afternoon dress. Many wondered how one as beautiful as Wendy was not already married.

"It's such a beautiful day." She said. "Why don't we go for a walk?"

"But we have not yet finished our embroidery." Alice said.

"And besides we might get our dresses dirty." Eleanor added.

"Nonsense it hasn't rained in days so there's no mud and we can always finish our needle work later."

So the three young women put down their needlework, grabbed their parasols, and went for a walk in the park. It really was a beautiful day. The sun was shining especially bright, the flowers were in bloom, and the birds were singing. Wendy couldn't remember the last time she had seen a day like this. It was days like these that reminded her of her adventures in Neverland. Despite the fact that it had been eight years since she last saw Neverland she had never forgotten and she never stopped telling stories. She continued to tell them to her brothers and the Lost boys. But soon John had grown up and gone to college while the other Lost boys grew up and either joined him in college or began working. Michael was thirteen now and he still enjoyed hearing his sister's stories. She had also started to visit the local orphanage where she told her stories to the orphaned children. The orphans loved it when Wendy visited and they enjoyed her stories, they gave them hope and faith two things that children needed the most in life.

"So Wendy I hear Edgar Harris has been courting you is that true?" Alice teased.

"I suppose." Wendy said.

"You're lucky if Edgar Harris was courting me I would start my wedding plans right away." Eleanor said.

"Well I'm not sure if I would- What's that over there?"

"Where?"

"Under the bridge."

The three of them walked over to the creek that lay under the park bridge. What Wendy had seen under the bridge was a young man lying in the middle of the creek on top of the rocks, dripping wet with cuts and brusies on his body.

"Oh my heavens!" Wendy gasped dropping her parasol. "Alice get help!"

Alice did just as she was told while Wendy hurried down into the creek and began to carefully pull the young man out. She then gently laid his head in her lap and began to use the skirt of her dress to wipe his wet face not caring at all that it would most likely ruin her dress.

"Whatever are you doing?" Eleanor asked. "You're touching his dirty face with your new dress it'll be ruined."

"Oh I can always make another dress to replace this one. Oh this poor man I wonder who he is."

"No doubt he's some drunk fool who fell off the bridge last night while wandering around I mean just look at how he's dressed."

He was wearing only a pair of tattered pants and a torn up shirt and his blonde hair was in such a great dissary yet Wendy couldn't help but find him to be quite handsome and he appeared to be the same age she was.

"Best to leave him to the authorities for all we know he could be dead." Eleanor said.

"Oh I pray not." Wendy said.

Then much to Wendy's relief the young man started to stir. First he started coughing up some water in his throat then he opened his eyes and looked around. At first everything was extremely blurry but soon his sight became clear and he found himself looking at the most beautiful creature he had ever seen in all of his life.

"Thank God you're alive." She said. "Don't worry we'll have you see a doctor as soon as possible."

"You...You saved me." He said in a hoarse voice.

"What's your name?" She asked him.

"I...I don't know."