Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Peter or Wendy, or all the other characters in this wonderful story. J.M. Barrie owns them.

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Stars Which Shine Only for Me

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Chapter 1: Stars in the Night

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Wendy put the last of the thread and needles away in her little basket after completing the sewing for that evening. She then lay out the boys' pants for them to wear in the morning, their knees now having new double forest green patches. She rose from her rocker, her basket between her hands, and stood still for a moment gazing into the crackling fire.

Then with a small contented smile she gazed upon her sleeping children. The baby, Michael, fitted snugly in the basket underneath his blanket. Held tightly against his chest was his dear teddy bear. Then in the turned-down bed were the seven boys – John, the Twins, Nibs, Tootles, Slightly, and Curly. The signal for turning over had taken place a few minutes ago. Finally, the girl's eyes traveled to the small bed where their father slept.

Peter lay flat on his back, the bottoms of his feet on the bed and his knees up in the air. His left hand was tangled in his wavy, curly hair. His face was turned toward the bright fire.

Wendy looked at him and started, realizing he was not asleep but silently watching her with his hazel eyes. Some nights when she had gone putting away her sewing she thought there seemed to be two lights looking at her from where Peter lay. Tonight her wonderings were affirmed. His eyes shone, a star in each had come out and was twinkling at her. For her. Never had those stars come out before. Not for the boys. Not for Tinker Bell. And not for Tiger Lily.

A little unsettled by her discovery, Wendy turned from Peter to put away her basket, aware that two bright stars tracked her every movement. Neverland was so different from London, where such looking was frowned upon. Being the girl that she was, accustomed to the rules and traditions she had been brought up in, she was leaning toward putting him in his place.

She took her time with putting her things away. She then stalled further by looking upon each boy and fussing over them. She tucked Michael's teddy closer. She smiled fondly on John. She drew the covers under the Twins' chins. She brushed stray locks of hair from Tootles's and Curly's faces. And she kissed Slightly and Nibs on their foreheads in a motherly fashion. Then at last she went to Peter. He did not switch the position of his body or head and only continued to gaze wordlessly at her.

The silence stretched out and wove a web around the two. Wendy decided not to go through with her plan of putting Peter in his place when she met his star-filled eyes. Instead she smiled sweetly at him, whispered, "Go to sleep," and bent down to kiss his cheek. She did not see the stars, sparkling and full of mischief, whisper to each other.

In the blink of an eye, Peter turned his head; Wendy found, instead of her lips being on his cheek, that she was kissing his mouth, and he kissed her back tenderly. With his right hand he took into his possession a lock of her hair which fell over her shoulder. It was when his lips started to part over hers that the lady in Wendy awoke. Her eyes flew open wide as she suddenly realized what she was allowing, was doing. Quickly she jerked away from the boy, though a part of her mind objected and her heart raced, pounding in her ears. Her breath came in heavy gasps. Her cheeks turned red as she watched Peter blink several times as though coming out of a daze. His chest also rose and fell rapidly. With an air of curiosity he linked his lips as though savoring the taste which lingered on them. The girl could not retreat far, for he still held her hair captive. She wanted to open her mouth to scold him but faltered when his bright eyes locked with her blueberry gaze, trapping her. The stars laughed at her, teasing her and no one else. A mischievous grin slipped onto the boy's face. 

"Go to sleep, Wendy," he said softly before releasing her hair and soon after her gaze as well.

She stared blankly at him, speechless by what had happened. The stars winked once more before going out. Peter shifted so his face and body were turned away from Wendy.

Slowly the girl at last stepped away from Peter and settled her bedding before the dying fire. With one finger she lightly traced her still burning lips before she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

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