Note: Snapshot I wrote a couple of years ago, based on notion of "what if Hook had a son?" Not much happens. Also, I don't own the rights to Peter Pan. Those belong to the Great Ormand Street Children's Hospital of course.

Jamie

"You really are here." The girl standing behind the park bench said softly.

The boy sitting on the bench turned around, "Hello, Who're you?"

"Wendy Darling. Slightly said James Hook had a son. Said he saw him in the sky the night we flew away. Said he'd seen him in the park the last few nights. I couldn't resist finding out if it was true."

The boy nodded, "I'm Jamie."

"What are you doing here?" Wendy said curtly.

"Wondering if I should fly." Jamie always had a way of sounding mellow.

"You aren't planning to go and fight Peter are you?" She sounded worried.

Jamie shook his curly black locks and smiled. He looked at Wendy with his pale blue eyes. He was the spitting image of his father. "Why would I want to destroy the ruler of Neverland?" He asked her, "Without him, it could never exist."

Wendy looked at him quizzically, but sat down beside him, curious.

"Father and mother found Neverland together, by accident. They traveled in and out for years, until I was born. Then mother went back to the mainland for good. But father was always a dreamer, and Neverland is the world of dreams. Anything can happen as long as you are willing to believe. The only problem was that Peter Pan was much better at believing than father was. Father was desperate to defeat his rival, and went crazy trying to.

"I only visited father once, when I convinced mother that I had to meet him. I left right after the battle. Father had it coming to him. He was trying to destroy the person who kept children believing."

Wendy was not sure how to feel. She thought it was creepy that Jamie could speak so calmly of his father's death, that he didn't seem to mourn the loss. Nonetheless she was relieved that Jamie had no intention of avenging his father's death. And she couldn't help feeling that there was something more to this strange boy, that he knew something she didn't.

"What do you plan to do?" Wendy finally asked after a long silence.

Jamie smiled at her, "I think it's time I got lost." He said, "Ah. There's my travel companion." A lilac fairy landed gracefully on Jamie's shoulder, "This is my fairy."

Wendy stared at it in awe, "I haven't seen a fairy for so long." She said, "Peter didn't come back last year."

Jamie looked at her seriously, "Soon he'll stop coming."

Wendy looked upset, but Jamie answered the question she had in her eyes, "You're growing up Wendy. Unless you stop very soon, you'll forget how to fly." The fairy began to dance in the air above Jamie's head, and he lifted into the sky. Wendy thought about asking if she could go with him, but she felt as if she had already forgotten how to fly, and that smothered all of her happy thoughts. So she just sat there and watched helplessly as Jamie flew away. She never saw him again.