Hi! This is Julie. This is the final chapter for Im Not Wendy. Im sorry I made you wait that long, but I really had such a writer's block with this story... however, I want you to enjoy this story from the start to the beginning, because it's a beautiful story my 14 year old self started, and my almost 16 year old finished. Thanks for the patience, and for always being here... enjoy :)

Neverland had returned to it's natural state again. Kids swarming around the island, natives caring for themselves and creating the definition of a united family, fairies hard at work, and all of this beautiful island reigned by the one and only Peter Pan, accompanied of Julie Andreans, proclaimed mother of the lost kids and funnily also proclaimed "Queen Of Neverland".

Julie and Peter had realised their undying love for each other, it was impossible for them to be apart. Julie was more than happy in Neverland, it was her place in the world. She was now a trained fairy helper, she had her own workshop in Pixie Hollow where she helped the fairies and Queen Clarion with their fairy duties. As well as constantly fighting with Hook, and always winning.

She did never go back to London. It wasn't a place where she felt she belonged. She fell into place right were she was, in Neverland, with the love of her life, Peter Pan. And she was the happiest she could ever be.

A tall brunette walked through the woods by herself. White dress and hair a mess, she was looking for the lost children Peter had asked her to look for.

Children.

Ever since Julie decided to stay at Neverland with Peter, they'd brought back many lost kids, girls and boys, who just needed a little love and a family. And the ability to never grow up.

A hand pressed on her shoulder. She didn't shudder. She didn't even turn around, she knew exactly who it was.

'Julie'- A voice whispered in her ear. She smiled, turning around. The blond that now looked 23ish was smiling back at her.

'Peter'- She said, as said boy wrapped his arms around her waist.-'Anything I can help you with?'

Peter just gave her one of his characteristic smirks.

'Nothing. I just missed you.'- Peter had been gone for a three days, he had been doing some business in London, where he currently spent a lot of time in. (Explains why they grow up)

'I missed you too'- She said, and he kissed her forehead.

'I have something to show you.'- He said, and she smiled. Peter knew well how to surprise her every once in a while.

'Interesting.'- She dragged her voice.-'Lead the way.'

Just like the first day they met, Peter grabbed her hand softly, beginning to walk her towards the hideout.

The hideout seemed normal when they came in.

'Peter, what on earth...'- She was interrupted by the presence of the lost kids, who jumped on them both, showering them in hugs and kisses.

'Okay, okay, enough!'- Peter screamed, and everyone retrieved into a circle around the couple.

'I have an announcement to make. It may not sound normal, or serious, for that matter, but I mean it. I have been thinking about this a lot, and...'

Suddenly, he was on one knee in front of Julie, a ring in his hand.

'Julie Andreans, queen of Neverland, princess of my heart, saviour of my life. Will you marry me?'

Everyone gasped. Incluiding Julie. The tears welled to her eyes instantly, not believing what she was seeing.

'But, Peter, if you marry me, we will grow up.'- She worried.

'Please, Julie, you've been making me grow up ever since the day you arrived at Neverland. I think I am willing to take that risk.'- He said.-'Besides, we will grow up slower if we stay here.'

'So, what do you say?'- He asked, a smile on his face.

'Yes'- It was almost a whisper among the silence. -'Yes, yes, I will'

The hideout exploded in cheers when Peter crashed his lips to hers. Finally, she would be his forever. No ifs, buts, maybes.

A few hours later, the kids were asleep. Julie and Peter were sitting on the thrones of the living room, Julie's head resting on Peter's shoulder.

She admired the beautiful ring. She was sure Tinkerbell had made it for her, it looked so beautifully traditional.

'You will make an amazing wife.'- He said, kissing her head.

'Will I?'- She asked, looking at him in the eyes. He smiled.

'Of course.'- He said, before placing his lips onto hers. She smiled, kissing him back.

'I love you.'- Peter was the one to say it first.

'I love you too.'- She said, before he kissed her again.

Peter lifted her up, his hands enveloping her body and his lips never leaving hers, as he walked to their room, closing the door behind him.

The End.