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Chapter Four(part one)-Sammy, and Kaytee- Love and Labels.

“Hi, I'm Kaytee, who are you?” I asked politely. She returned my fake smile with one of her own.

“Tiffany,” she said curtly, turning back to Peter with a seductive smirk. “ now like I was saying-” but she was interrupted when David, the other child we're going to take to Neverland, tugged at Peter's hand.

“Mister Peter? I need to go potty, but I can't go by myself, can you take me?” the five year old boy asked as he squirmed to fight the urge to pee. Peter smiled and nodded, picking the little boy up.

“Sorry, duty calls. I'll be right back, Kaytee.Tiffany, if I don't see you again, it was, er, a pleasure meeting you.” he said, giving the girl a quick nod before scurrying over to the family restroom.

“By Peter! It was nice- oh well, he's gone.” she sighed, clearly disappointed before glaring at me.

“What?” I hissed, not keeping up the sweet facade.

“Thanks a lot. I was,like, totally about to give him my number before you walked up.” she said annoyingly. Anger bubbled up inside me, and it took all I had not to deck her fake little mouth.

“Well then I'm glad I came up, because he's mine.” I said protectively, forgetting about the young girl watching us intently. Tiffany arched an overly plucked eyebrow, an unbelieving smirk on her face.

“Oh really, so he's your boyfriend?” she asked innocently. I was taken aback by the question. Was he my boyfriend? Peter was many things to me, but boyfriend seemed too...not enough. Lover didn't seem like the right word either.

“Um, no, but-” I started but she interrupted me.

“Then it's free reign. He's not your boyfriend, and I don't see a ring on your finger, so I can do what I want.” she said smugly, her nose in the air. I was about to give her a piece of my mind when Peter walked back up, a satisfied smile on David's face.

“All better! Can we go now?” he asked, tugging on my hair. I smiled at his cuteness, but it was wiped away when I saw Tiffany's hungry eyes looking at Peter.

“Of course. Let's go.” I said calmly, nudging Peter hastily with my shoulder before she could say anything. We almost made it to the door when her irritating voice chirped once more.

“Oh, Peter, wait! you dropped this.” she said running up and handing him a slip of paper, before winking and walking off, sending me a smug look as she rounded the corner out of sight. He stared confusingly at the folded piece of paper, turning it back and forth.

“But I didn't bring anything with me,” he murmured in confusion, opening the slip to reveal a set of numbers surrounded by hastily drawn pink hearts. Fuming inside with anger, I yanked the paper from his hands, ripping it into little pieces before throwing it in the garbage. He was about to say something, but when he saw my infuriated look, he closed his mouth.

All the way home I thought about what she said, how Peter wasn't mine. I knew with all my being that he loved me, and that I him, but there wasn't a label for us. All the usual names, like 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend' didn't seem enough for us. It needed to be more, but what exactly was it?

By the time we touched the Neverland grounds, I had worked myself up so much that my eyes stung with tears, and I had excuse myself before I had a breakdown. Running up the stairs of my treehouse, I fell onto the bed, letting a sob escape me as dam behind my eyes burst. After what seemed like hours of wondering what we should be, the answer presented itsself to me finally.

A choking pain filled me.

The answer to what I wanted to be was clear, but the realisation of the fact that this could never happen hit me hard. I don't want to force Peter into anything.If I asked him, he would surely refuse, and that would crush me. If I told him what I wanted us to be, or even, what I wanted to be, he might get mad. That's why he left Wendy wasn't it?

No matter how many times he told me he was willing to, I knew that he never wanted to grow up, and the last thing I want is for him to suffer. I myself never truly want to be a grown up, but the thing I wanted would imply that we were adults. Because the thing I wanted to be was something a woman does. Something between a woman and a man. But I knew with all my heart that I wanted it, I knew that eventually, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I wasn't the one thing I wanted to be.

The only thing I want to be:

Peter Pan's wife.

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A/N: Oh. M. G.

Holy the friggin cow....

Is anyone else excited to see what happens next? 'Cause I am....

TEASER: I think we all know that Kaytee's gonna tell Peter anyways, BUT HOW IS HE GOING TO REACT?!?!?!?!???!?!

It may surprise you ;)

just be ready for some amazingness that is to come....

Special something: If there was one thing you would change about any character, what would it be?????

Love you all, see you soon part part two of this chapter!!!