Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust

Chapter Six

Chapter Six

"Peter sometimes came to the nursery in the night and sat on the foot of her bed"" –Peter Pan

Bang. Danny whirled around. "Crap." For the door had swung shut, blown by the wind that was steadily picking up as it got later. She ran her fingers along the seam of the door, trying to find a crack that she could wedge her nails into and thus, open the door.

"Crap!" she hissed. She patted her pockets for her phone...that was sitting on her bedside table! Danny now ran her hands across the face of the door, fingers madly scuttling across its surface. Yes!" she silently cheered when she finally found the knob, the kind put in sliding bathroom doors. She pushed it open and raced down the stairs.

God, Danny thought, what am I going to find next, platform 9¾? "Dad?" Carlisle looked up from where he had been setting up the TiVo box.

"Yes?" Danny paused, at a loss for words.

"Ah...well, you'd better just better come and see." She led him up the stairs. She pushed on the wall.

"Honey, I don't think..." The wall swung open. "That's going to accomplish anything..." he finished lamely.

"Did the realtor tell you guys about this?" Danny gestured with her arms.

"No, I doubt she knew. I'm guessing the previous owners kept this a secret." Carlisle ran a hand through his dark brown hair. "This is so cool!" Carlisle was more of the strong and silent type. He didn't get worked up over much, so this was big. He stood on the balcony and gazed, over the treetops and houses, to where you could see Big Ben. "We'd better get your mother out here." He began to walk back into Danny's room, then stopped and turned around, a wry smile on his face.

"Don't try to sneak out using the balcony or have boys sneak in using the balcony, okay?" Danny rolled her eyes.

"Dad. First of all, I don't sneak out, and it's like a twenty-foot drop. Second, the only way a boy could get up here is if he could fly, and no human boy can. So relax, okay?" Carlisle narrowed his eyes at her. "NO Peter Pan."

She rolled her eyes at him. "Da-ad."

"Honey, we need to show you something," Carlisle called, walking downstairs.

"It'll only take a second," added Danny. Julie walked into the foyer.

"Yes?" Danny wordlessly gestured for her to follow, and walked up the stairs and back into her room. Julie walked in ahead of her and gasped.

"Wow." She turned to Danny. "How did you find this?"

"I was putting down the box, lost my balance, and grabbed the wall, expecting it to catch me. Instead, the wall swung open and I went toppling onto the balcony. Then, the door swung shut; I searched for a knob, found one, and went and got Dad." Danny said this all in a rush, and paused, out of breath. Julie walked onto the balcony.

"This is so cool!" She walked back into the room, pulling the door shut behind her. "It's like your own private room!" Julie smiled at her. "Come on, dinner's almost ready. We're having salmon and broccoli with garlic bread." They all walked downstairs and sat down to dinner. Danny asked the twins, "So, what did you guys do all day?"

Michael finished chewing his food before he answered. "I finished unpacking and then just chilled."

John said, "Unpacked and did stuff. Mum, what time is it?" Julie looked at her cell phone.