Chapter Title: Peter, are You Taller?

Genre: Romance

Pairing/Character: Peter/Jane

Rating: K

Warnings: None at the moment.

Time Frame: Jane is sixteen.

Inspiration: Watched Return to Neverland with my baby brother and realized how much freakin' hints at the couple there were. I mean seriously, Peter/Wendy has nothing compared to Peter/Jane (in the Disney movies anyway)

Author's Notes: I'd love a review.

Disclaimer: Sadly, I doubt own it. I now, I'm upset too.

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"Peter, you're taller," Cubby told him one day.

"No, I'm not. I'm the same size I've always been," he told the younger boy even though he knew he was right. Peter had realized a few months before that his clothes were a little snug and his pants hit a little higher than they did before. How was he growing though? He was Peter Pan, the boy who never grew up. He couldn't figure it out.

"Peter," Tootles said, tugging on his arm. "When are you going to get Janie?"

"Jane!" he jumped. "I almost forgot. I'll be back guys," he said flying off, Tinkerbell right behind him. "Slightly's in charge until we get back."

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"Peter you're late," Jane scolded when she saw the boy's silhouette in her window, Tink glowing brightly next to him.

"Jane, you grew again," he accused as he took in her form. Her auburn hair was longer and curly towards the end and her figure was that of a lady's. "I'm sorry I'm late."

"Why are you so easy to forgive?" she laughed, jumping up to hug him.

"Peter," she said pulling away. "Peter, you're taller."

"So, ready to go?" he asked, avoiding her accusation.

"Peter, you have grown."

"I have not, Jane! Now let's go. The Lost Boys miss you, especially Tootles."

"Alright," she sighed turning to the fairy and kissing her on the head. "Give me your best shot Tink."

Jane giggled as Tinkerbell kissed her on the nose, her pixie dust tickling her, before covering her with a generous coat of pixie dust.

"Let's go," she grinned, taking Peter's hand, which was also a bit larger. "How're the Lost Boys?"

"Same. Cubby's getting hit a little less and Tootles is talking, though only about you," Peter updated her as they flew towards the second star to the right.

"He's really talking?" she asked, shocked.

"Yeah."

"So the Boys are growing up too," she mumbled.

Peter stopped and grabbed her by the arms. "Don't say that! You're the only one that growing up, and if you stayed in Neverland with me…and the Lost Boys then you would stay sixteen forever too," he growled. An anger and passion in his eyes not capable of a boy of a mere twelve, thirteen or however many years Peter was.

"I can't though Peter. I have to go back home with Mum, Dad, and Danny."

"I know," he sighed.

'Huh,' she thought. 'He normally protests more. He really has grown.'

They stayed off the subject of age and going back to London for the rest of the way to Neverland instead talking of Hook and his men, mermaids, and fairies.

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"Janie!" Tootles smiled, running up to her, the other Lost Boys following him.

"Hey Boys," she smiled, kissing each of them in turn as she picked up the smallest.

"Jane, you grew again," Slightly whispered. "Peter has too. He just won't say so."

"I noticed. We better not mention it though. He got a bit angry when I did earlier," she told him.

He nodded as the twins asked, "Can we play a game?"

"Of course, why don't you play Hide-and-Seek? Peter and I will count, then after dinner I'll read to you before bedtime," she suggested. The Lost Boys cheered before running out of the tree house to hide somewhere in the forest.

"Hey Peter, tell me why you don't want to grow up," Jane said once the Boys had left.

"Being a grown up doesn't seem like much fun," he told her.

"Are you kidding?" she laughed. "Being an adult's great. You get to go to all sorts of parties where there's dancing and drinks. Mum always seems to have more fun after she's had a few drinks," she chuckled. "When you're an adult you can start a family and raise kids."

"We already have the Lost Boys though Jane. We don't need kids," he told her.

Her eyes filled with sympathy. "Peter, you're still a boy, of course you don't want to think of having children, but Peter, I'm almost an adult and I want a family. I want to fall in love, then get married, and have children with the man I love."

"What is it with girls and love? Wendy was the same way. Fine, if you want to grow up and fall in love, then fine go. Just GO HOME!" he shouted before flying off.

"Fine, I will," she shouted back, plopping down on the bear rug. After a moment she shouted, "Peter, wait," even though she knew he was already too far to hear. She flew after him, finding him in the middle of Mermaid Lagoon, the fish-women crowed around him, seeing who get flirt with him the most and he didn't even realize.

Jane flew down next to him, earning glares from the mermaids, who proceed to jumping back in the water when they realized she wasn't going to leave.

"Peter, I'm sorry," she told him.

He swooped around, having just realized she'd arrived. "Jane, you didn't go home," he grinned.

"Course not," she smiled. "We've still got to find the Lost Boys."

"Great," he said jumping up.

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Okay chapter one is short. I wanted to hurry up and get it posted. Chapter two should be longer.

Spike.