Caged • Robbie Kay/Peter Pan •

Epilogue

Sacrifice.

It was if a hard shell had been broken and beams of light peered through the cracks of his aching heart.

"You've done it, Peter." a familiar voice whispered. Peter knew the voice; the voice of a strong and gentle woman who lost her child so long ago.

The moment Meadow left, the beast had finally been slain.

With an unusual feeling in his spirit and beams of light shooting out of from his chest and the ends of his hair and his finger tips, he turned around briskly.

"Mum?" he said, his voice cracking as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat. "How are you he-"

"Be still, my child. You have loved in a way that very few are able to."

The other boys had seemingly disappeared from the bed of flowers and only he and his mother stood, blanketed in the luminescence that came from him.

"I don't understand. What's happening?" he questioned, so overwhelmed with emotion that he didn't mind if his mother saw him cry.

"There is a lesson to be learned in sacrifice. You gave up your happiness for the girl's, did you not?"

"I thought it was best for her."

"Yet, it pained you deeply. You let her go."

He simply nodded, still unsure of what was taking place.

"You have earned your own happiness, Peter, my son." she said, tears starting to well in her own eyes. "Come home, Peter."

She stood before him, now much shorter than the child she held her arms some time ago, held his tear stained cheeks with her delicate fingers and brought her lips to his forehead, his eyes fluttering closed.

"Come home."

•••

He woke.

Not a sudden jerking awakening, but almost slow quiet whisper of farewell to his deep sleep.

The light still shone. Not from his own skin, but from a window.

He recognized his surroundings, a very dusty and sun bleached nursery, once meant for him.

Beside him lie a note, handwriting that he also recognized.

'My dearest Peter,

At last, you are home. As you might have noticed, it has been some time since anyone was in this old house. Many, many year have passed.

Go to Meadow.

She is at this address, and you must go quickly because her heart is breaking.

4245 Lark Bird Avenue

In this world, you are no longer Peter, but have a new name. You must make one more sacrifice, my dear. You can never tell her your name is Peter or you will return to Neverland.

Your new name is Robbie.

Happy ending, sweet child.

Mum xoxo.'

He stopped reading for a moment, saying his new name aloud and letting it roll over his tongue again and again.

'Ps. All your lost boys are in their homes now as if they'd never left.'

With a joy he'd never felt, he left the nursery, the house, and the street, asking people that passed where 4245 Lark Bird Avenue was, finding that he was not far away.

He sprinted quickly, dodging people and ignoring the new sights he'd yet to see, for he only had one thing on his mind.

He scanned each storefront for the four numbers until he came along to a book store.

Through the window, he saw her; the sun casting light upon her blonde hair and freckle adorned skin as her eyes traveled back and forth over the page of the book in her hands and in a moment he knew, that he too, had finally found his happy ending..

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A/N

So a lot of questions were asked about what happened exactly and what happened to the real Peter and all the lost boys so hopefully his a good ending for this story.

Thank you all so much for your support and comments and I never believed this would get this big.

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