Lost and Found || a Peter Pan love story

"Peter, I know it's been four years, probably more in Neverland, but I haven't lost faith." Wendy cleared her throat, hoping that would keep her from crying "Everyone wants me to believe it was my imagination. I keep calling your name, but you don't come to my rescue. So are they right? Did I make this all up?" Everything remained in silent. She continued; "If you could send me a sign, any sign, to prove that wasn't a dream, please..." Nothing happened. The night continued quiet if it wasn't for the wind hitting the open window of the bedroom. Tears trickled down her face as she looked into the starry sky.
Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared and makes its way into the room. Lights went out and a sudden cold penetrated the place. Wendy looked at it in shock, eyes wide open:
"Wh-who are you?"
The dark figure answers with a very low voice:
"I'm taking you to him"
He (if you could call him that) grabbed Wendy by the fist and, as they flew through the night, Wendy, recovered from the fright, realized where she was being taken: Neverland

If you're still a bit confused, this is a story which brings 2003 Wendy Darling and, well, a mixture of 2003 and Once Upon A Time Peter Pan. No more explanations, though. You'll have to read and see 😝