OUAT Peter Pan Imagines

Not Marriage

A/N ~ ok, so this is a chapter from my book Lost Girl, but it worked out pretty well as an imagine so I decided to use it in this book too.

About fifty years passed- yeah, I know, a long time- and Neverland was coming along as well as ever. About a decade after I 'came back to life', we were able to get rid of Pan, and Peter no longer lost control of himself. Neverland was at peace, and every day was a good day.

Now the question you must be asking is, 'how did you and Pan turn out?' We considered each other, boyfriend and girlfriend, but we were the only ones who knew about it.

No, we didn't tell any of the boys, except Felix and Baelfire of course, because, well... me and Pan didn't really feel like they absolutely had to know. We carried on casually at camp, but when alone, we were a happy couple. And, yeah, if you were wondering, I was still a virgin.

I know, I know, but don't judge, I mean, isn't it better just not to do it instead of risking a teenage pregnancy? Even though I was barren and you can't actually get pregnant on Neverland, it was one of my big morals.

Pan was REALLY, and I mean REALLY cautious about that subject because he knew how I felt about it, and he made absolutely no moves to get into my pants. He was really understanding, and had no desire to push me further than I was willing to go.

Our relationship was as healthy as it could be, and we couldn't be happier.

One day, I woke up in me and Pan's bedroom- yes we shared a bedroom, but because ever since I 'died', Pan couldn't stand the thought of being without me, and couldn't sleep unless I was in his arms- and immediately noticed I was alone in the bed. I looked around and saw he wasn't in the room, but my eyes caught a note taped to the door.

I teleported to the door and read the writing;

Dearest Sarah,
Today I have a surprise for you, and I need you to play by the rules. First, you need to go to your old tree house, Felix will be there to explain some more, and he has a story to tell you.
I know how much you love a good story.

Yours alone, Peter Pan

I smiled to myself. Sometimes Pan went out and did these incredibly romantic things, which I mostly tolerated.

Ok so I couldn't get enough of them, but I still had my limits for sappy romantic stuff.

I sighed and walked out of the mountain and past the dream shade before bringing out my large white wings, that were slightly tinted gold, and took off.

In less than a minute, I was standing in my tree house. Felix was sitting in the armchair, sharpening his knife.

"It's about time you got here, it's about noon." He said smirking.

"I apologize but I had a long day yesterday." I said in an accusing tone. "As I recalled, you were the one to leave me alone with the entire Lost Boy populous."

"Hey, it was all in Pan's effort to make today perfect for you." He said unaffected.

"So what is going to happen today?" I asked.

"Well, for starters, you need to put on that dress, and I get to tell you a fairytale."

As if on cue, a beautiful long black, sweet heart dress appeared, floating in the air. I gaped at it in shock, it was exactly how I would have designed it myself. It was so long that it trailed behind me as I walked, the top was made to complement my every curve, and the fabric appeared to be twisted in a graceful and sexy way. The bottom had a long slit that revealed my right leg up to my thigh. I was sure that was Pan's idea but I still thought it was very stylish.