“I'm not going to let anyone Wendy me." "Wendy you? What the hell does that mean?"Talbot asked."Wendy, from Peter Pan! Peter and the lost boys set to go off fighting pirates while Wendy has to stay back and clean their stupid tree house. We'll, I'm not doing it. I'm fighting for my baby brother and that's final.”

“I guess its time you officially met the lost boys," I said to Daniel. "Lost boys? You mean like that old Kiefer Sutherland movie?"What? No, I mean like Peter Pan and the lost boys.""Is she calling us fairies?" Asked Slade."No," Brent said. "She means the lost boys that never wanted to grow up, and got into mischief with Peter Pan.""Still sounds like fairies to me." Slade crossed his tattooed arms in front of his chest."Still sounds like that Kiefer Sutherland movie to me." Daniel smirked."We were in the play together, like, seven years ago. You were mad because my mom made you wear tights, but you wanted to be a pirate."Daniel held his hand up. "Partial amnesia here, remember? I must have blocked out any and all recollections associations with said tights."Brent, Zach, and Ryan laughed. Slade almost cracked a smile. ~ Grace, Daniel, and The Lost Boys”

“Talbot's eyes widened as he recognised Daniel. The four lost boys got out of the car and stood behind their alpha."So he's back?" Talbot asked."Yep." I couldn't stop smiling a bit and thinking of that song from the oldies station my Grandpa Kramer used to listen to. My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble...”

“Wendy," Peter Pan continued in a voice that no woman has ever yet been able to resist, "Wendy, one girl is more use than twenty boys.”

“I was about to ask about it when Daniel flopped down on the mattress. He pulled off his shoes and went for the zipper of his jumpsuit. A flash of panic went through my body. I turned my head and lowered my gaze."Don't worry prescious," Daniel said "I'm not going to violate your virgin eyes.”

“Stop!" I sent my open hand sailing and slapped Talbot across his face. He let go of the spear and stared down at me-that rage burning in his eyes. Then he blinked and clutched his palm over the red hand-shaped mark I'd left on his face. "What was that for!" "He submitted.Let.Him.Go.”

“If you're going to be a superhero, can I be your sidekick?" -April"What?" -Grace"The Dynamic Duo!" -April"Um, I'm pretty sure sidekicks have to have super powers, too. -Grace"Oh Yeah... Okay, but you can always use an Alfred." April"My Alfred?" -Grace"Oh come on Please I can help you design gadgets and stuff. Oh! I can design you outfits for crime fighting!" -April" *sigh* Okay. Sure. But no spandex" -Grace”