A Knock On the Window (ON HOLD)

Tinkerbell

I stare at the little pixie in wonder.

"Wow." I say and glance up at Peter's face. "She's beautiful..."

He laughs. "She is isn't she."

Tink looks at Peter then flys down to my height. She stands in the air in front of my face and studies me. She nods,flys back up to Peter, and says something to him in her famous bell like voice.

He laughs then looks to me, "Your in luck." Peter says, "She likes you." He gives me a grin.

"Does she?" I ask, "Is this a new thing or something?"

"Yes." Peter says, laughing, "It is."

I have to smile along with him. "Does that make me special or something?"

"I guess so... yeah." Peter seems surprised at Tink's likeness for me.

I smile up at him as he floats back to the ground.

"So..." Peter says, "Have you decided if your coming or -" CRASH!!! The noise that came from the kitchen cut Peter off. "Was that you parents?" he sounded a little appalled.

"Yes." I answer. "It was. It was a pan probably."

He shakes his head in dismay and looks to Tink for agreement. The crash had startled her as well and she was still looking at the door in alarm. Peter shakes himself off and repeats his original question. "Have you decided if your coming back to Neverland with us? You've seen me fly, Tink likes you, and you obviously know the story. So, what's your answer?" He looks at me hopefully.

I glance at the door one last time then give him a ear-to-ear grin and ask, "When do we leave?"

Peter returns the smile and answers with, "Now, if you'd like. But you might want to get a hold of flying, some seem to find it difficult." He looks pointedly at Tink and gestures to me. She smiles triumphantly and flys over to my head. "Hold your breath and close your eyes." Peter tells me. I do as I'm told and feel a slight sprinkling of what feels like sand, but I knew what was coming. I open my eyes and smile as my feet slowly lift off the floor.

I look over at Peter. "All it takes is faith, trust, and pixie dust." I joke. Tinkerbell makes a chiming laugh along with Peter's chuckle. "Okay, so how do I do this?" I start to fumble with nothing to catch on to. "I just lean, right? Everything I've ever seen or read says to lean."

"Yep. Just lean." Peter answers, "It's easy once you get the hang of it."

"Okay." I'm nervous. I try to go foreword and tilt myself slightly in that direction. I rocket straight toward Peter and he has to catch me. I'm tangled in his arms but have no traction on my feet to step away. AN: If any of you 8 readers are shipping my character, stop it!!! Now is not a time for shipping! It is a time for being upset about how far other people are ahead of you in Supernatural!

"Woah there." he says, steadying me.

"Sorry." I mumble.

"Just like this." he says demonstrating. I copy him and quickly get the hang of it and trust myself now that Peter is satisfied.

We go over to the windowsill.

"Ready?" he asks.

"As I'll ever be." I reply.

"Come here Tink." he says holding out the open draw-string bag. She makes a tinkleing grumbling sound and gets inside. "She doesn't like the bag." Peter says as he ties it back to his belt. "She's convinced it smells in there." I laugh as I turn towards the window.

So yes, here is chapter two, even tho I said that this fic was CANCELED! someone convinced me to continue it (YES THANK YOU LEAH!!! <--- sarcasm). I'm sorry the chapter is so short, it doesn't seem short when I'm writing it, only when I re-read and realize that it is so, and then to know that I have the next chapter break planed, (grr...).The chapters should, from now on, be up sometime every week, unless something comes up, for which I will greatly apologize. I know in this chapter I said not to ship Melody and Peter, but go ahead, I mean, I ship them, I've decided to call it "Pelody" but if you have something better please comment it. So ta-ta for now!

- Your fellow lover of elephants