Wendy's pov ~

Peter was silent the whole way to camp.  We eventually found ourselves in the middle of his camp. Which was nothing really. It was like the rest of the forest, but only there was less trees. Peter looked up at me, his sad eyes met mine. I really did want to forgive him. But he hurt me so bad, I didn't know if that was possible. In a instant, his wolfish grin appeared, the grin I was starting to miss. I couldn't understand why though. Why would he be smiling? He was down a moment ago.

"Come on boys!" Peter yelled, the grin still on his face. 

Suddenly a bunch of boys came rushing towards us.

"Peter! You're back!" 

He nodded with a smile. "Yes. Your leader is back!"

They all screamed as though Peter was someone important. My eyes scanned the many boys. They all ranged in ages. Some looked as old as sixteen, some as old as six. My eyes were glued to two particular boys.

"John? Michael?"  

The two younger boys turned to me.

"Wendy!" They immediately ran through the crowd of boys and hugged me. At first, I was too shocked to hug back, but I soon wrapped my arms around them.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Peter took us here." I glared at him. He was still smiling. I think he was happy I was reunited with my brothers. But as I've already learnt, you can't read Peter Pan.

"Don't look at him like that! He's our leader. You'll love him." Peter just smirked. It sickened me that he already gained the respect of my brothers. 

"I wouldn't be too sure."

Peter's smirk didn't waver. "Come on,  Wendy! Lighten up." He nudged me. 

"Wendy!" I turned my head to see a tall boy, with black hair. As I walked closer, I could see his blue eyes look straight at me. 

"Bae!" I ran and hugged him. I let his warmth and scent surround me. 

"I thought I would never see you again." He said, relieved that he found me.

"I wasn't going to give up." He pulled back and smiled. We walked closer to Peter and the boys. He's smirk suddenly vanished.