Whose ship is it anyway?
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Another one of those awful mary-sue-ish fics where the unsuspecting victim is cast into a modern world.
A/N: Any flamers will be shot on sight and this will be enforced by my Spork army.
By Master Darth Warious.
This is written for fun and immensely evil purposes as I am indeed a Dark Lady of the Sith and it is my duty to be such. I do not own anything pertaining to and involving the story of Peter Pan and his nemesis Captain Hook. I do not own Gourry Gabrive from whom I stole the last name for my main female character or 'Wookiee'. If you read my other fics you will see that I love Star Wars which I do not own either. However I own Jennifer and what she goes through. She's my friend so I have rights! And her permission…
It all starts with the most cliché beginning…
o.o.o.o.
It was a dark and stormy night. (see?)
Neverland was caught up in a violent storm, the most violent in its history.
Peter Pan was away in London so there was no real explanation as to how this storm came up. But the storm came up so suddenly, sweeping over the vulnerable Jolly Roger that its poor captain was immediately blown off deck and into the storm. His weapons scattered to the four winds leaving the Captain unarmed.
When the storm ended the Captain was no where to be found.
O.o.o.o.
South Carolina coast 9:00 am.
A hurricane just barely brushed the coastline the night before and Jennifer Gabrive hurried to the docks where her two ships were moored. Jennifer was a sea captain that ran both cargo and people. Her cargo ship was a modern steel boat called 'The Wookiee'. It was given to Jennifer by her younger brother Bob. He named the ship to annoy her because he was known to imitate Wookiees and "to remind you of me".
Her second ship was large wooden British Man of War on which she gave historical tours of the southwestern coast. She mainly dealt with events during the Revolutionary and Civil war. She renamed the ship from "The Jefferson" (which it's previous owner never liked) to "Smee's Revenge". Jennifer was always a fan of the story Peter Pan and she'd always wanted to name something of hers after Smee.
Poor, lovable, and abused Smee.
By the looks of her ship 'Smee' survived yet another beating, and fortunately so did 'The Wookiee'. 'The Wookiee' was due to sail that afternoon with a cargo of cotton to South Africa. Jennifer would not be going this time though. Her cousin Randy Inerts volunteered to take the cargo so she could move 'Smee's Revenge' to New England till the hurricane season was over. Her family lived in southern Maine where she had bought a dock for her ship. She would leave with 'Smee' in a week.
Jennifer took her motor boat out to 'The Wookiee' first to make sure every thing was in order and ready for sale. Fortunately it was as if there was never a hurricane as she examined she cargo runner. Satisfied everything was in order she motored over to 'Smee's Revenge'.
As she climbed up the side of the ship, which was precariously slippery, she scanned the area for any damage. It looked fine from the outside but she knew she needed to go into the hold submerged in the water to be sure there was no damage. A sudden gust and a wake from a large ship passing by rocked the 'Smee' as she climbed over the edge and sent her stumbling onto the deck where she fell on something solid.
"Brimstone and gall," a voice underneath her said groggily.
"WHAT THE HELL!" Jennifer yelled as she jumped up off what appeared to be a man dressed in clothing from the 17th century. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing on my ship!"
Slowly the man turned over to look at Jennifer. The first thing she noticed of him was his eyes. Bluer then she had ever seen before, brilliant and intense, they captivated her for a few moments before she realized she was holding her breath. Letting it out she looked down to his chest. He was wearing clothing she'd only seen on nobles or wealthy peoples in the history books. Then she saw his right hand. Or, at least where his right hand should have been. In its place was a hook, wicked and sharp.
Her eye snapped back up to his face only to see the man was also assessing her but taking much longer than she did. His hair was long and black; she noted waiting for him to look back up.
When he did she repeated her question more calmly, "Who are you and what are you doing on my ship?" She had a sinking feeling on 'who' the man might be as she remembered the hook.
He regarded her a moment before answering. "I am Captain James Hook of the Jolly Roger. And who might you be my pretty that you dress as a man?"
Jennifer scowled to mask her uneasiness at her suspicions being confirmed. Somewhere in the back of her mind, where old dreams lay, she believed Neverland existed. "I am Commodore Jennifer Gabrive. This ship is called 'Smee's Revenge' and my other ship is 'The Wookiee'." She glared down at him giving her best impression of an unafraid woman.
"And how has a woman come to be a Commodore and own two ships?" Captain Hook asked as he slowly began to get up. As he tried to lever himself up his hook got caught in the wood of the deck making a comical scene. Jennifer might have laughed if the person in question was not the most feared pirate in literary history.
As he yanked at his stubbornly stuck hook Jennifer replied, "I was in the American Navy and I worked my way up to that rank. I'm retired unless the Navy sees fit to call me back for a good reason. I had my fill of their ways and I left, bought this ship and started a transport business. As for the 'woman' part, this is the year 2007 we women are not restricted in our lives anymore."
Hook still struggled with pulling his hook out as he replied. "Slept your way to that position right?'
Jennifer glared. "I have standards Mr. Hook and 'sleeping around' isn't one of them. I worked my way there. And I'll thank you to take your words back." She spoke through clenched teeth.
He turned his head towards Jennifer, pausing his attempts to free himself, "My apologies, would you please help me get my hand out of your damned stubborn deck? I'm surprised you haven't laughed at me yet."
Jennifer nodded solemnly "Your reputation precedes you." She said walking over to him. "And from what I hear your temper is not safe to rouse." She examined his hook and the way it had been caught, kneeling down next to him. "I need you to lie back down so I can get you free, your hook is caught on something."
Their faces were almost even as Hook regarded her trying to see something. "You won't kill me or try to?" He asked.
Jennifer rolled her eyes. "Alas I am unarmed. There was a hurricane last night and I was in a hurry to see if there was any damage. But even if I did bring my gun I would not harm you." You're too dang hot to kill, Jennifer thought.
Sighing he lay down and allowed Jennifer to move his arm till he came free of the wood. She continued to hold his right arm as she got up and helped him do the same.
When he was completely upright, Hook grabbed Jennifer's other arm with his free one. He stared into her eyes and asked. "How did you hear of me?"
"The story. Wendy and Peter coming to Neverland. Them fighting you. Didn't you know she would tell her story?" Jennifer tried to speak sensibly but for the erratic beating of her heart she could not.
"Tell me Miss…"
"Gabrive."
"Gabrive. Tell me, why did you believe the story?"
"What child doesn't who hears the story? Though most forget when they get older. The story did not interest me because of Pan though, the Indians were my favorite."
"And yet you own a ship and sail. The ocean is what those red skins fear most."
"The ocean is what soothes my anger and calms my chaotic mind. I don't fear the ocean, I respect it. I'd rather die at sea than on land. I'm part native American anyway so that is the reason why I liked them."
"I repeat, you sail even though it is what they fear most."
Jennifer shrugged and replied nonchalantly, "Perhaps I've got some pirate in me in me."
"No, I don't think there is a pirate in you." Hook replied and pulled her full against him. "Not yet anyway."
Jennifer shivered at the innuendo fully aware of the pirate against her and now around her. Dang. Here she was with the most feared pirate in the world and all she could think about was kissing him. She blushed at her own thoughts and said, "I thought you were supposed to be a gentleman?"
Hook grinned down at her, "Only when I'm being sinister. You should be glad I'm not being a gentleman." He paused for a moment before continuing. "Is that desire I see in your eyes?"
Jennifer blushed harder and looked away from his eyes only to see his lips that she had been considering just a moment ago. "Please let go." She mumbled trying to pull away.
Captain Hook grinned and held her tighter, careful not to let his Hook dig into her. "Why should I let go? You haven't answered my question."
"I thought it was rhetorical." Jennifer replied.
Hook continued to grin down at Jennifer for a second before pressing his lips to hers. If she hadn't been thinking about doing just that she might have resisted but instead she found herself kissing him back. 'Good going Jen,' she scolded herself as Captain Hook slipped his tongue into her willing mouth. 'Falling for a pirate. You're not 7 anymore!' 'But he's so hot!' She argued with herself before her mind gave in to the wonderful feeling spreading though her. Until she felt something hard against her stomach that didn't quite feel like a metal hook.
"Whoa!" Jennifer gasped pulling away. "Down boy! We just met."
Hook smirked. "I don't like to waste time outside of Neverland. It tends to slip away. I thought you would know." He leaned in again to kiss her but Jennifer dodged and backed farther away.
"If you belong in Neverland then I suggest you get back." She knew her face was still very red but she didn't care.
"Do I look like Peter Pan to you? Does it look like I can fly? Besides, I know you enjoyed it."
He took a step towards her when a voice from behind him spoke. "Step away from my cousin or I'll shoot."
Randy Inerts held a gun pointed at Captain Hook. He'd climbed up to see where his cousin was he needed to go over the cargo list with her before he left. When he got near the top her heard voices so, knowing his cousin, he hurried to get her out of trouble.
"Hey Randy," Jennifer said. "Allow me to introduce you to Captain Hook. He's taking your place on 'Smee's Revenge' while you take 'The Wookiee' to South Africa. Captain Hook, My cousin Randy Inerts."
Randy lowered his gun and swaggered over to Jennifer, "My dear Commodore cousin, what has gotten in ta you? I catch you kissing this," He gestured towards Captain Hook, "man named after a fairy tale character who prob'ly don't even know how to sail. Are you out of yer vacant mind!"
Captain Hook had approached Randy from behind during the tirade and now stood poised to strike the unsuspecting cousin. Jennifer, seeing this, pushed Randy away from Captain Hook with enough force to send her cousin sprawling on the deck. "I know what I'm doing Cousin. Sheesh. I'm a grown woman for crying out loud. I don't need you questioning my reasons."
Randy glanced up to see Jennifer's warning glare. "Well excuse me for bein' yer cousin." He got up and turned to face Captain Hook. "If I find out you did anything to my cousin here I'll kill ya."
Captain Hook nodded, "Your threat is noted. Now you should note that I don't accept threats from uneducated savages like yourself. You even attempt to carry out your threat and I'll plunge my hook in you as you sleep."
Jennifer inserted herself between the two men before a fight could break out. "That's enough out of you both sirs. Randy, I checked everything and the cargo is all set. The papers are on my desk in the draw they're normally in. Don't forget your passport and make sure your crew has theirs as well." She turned to face Hook. "And you sir are going to help me continue the inspection of this ship. I want to make absolutely certain there are no leaks in my ship." With that she grabbed his left hand and dragged him to the hatch that would lead them down in to the ship.
Jennifer finished her inspection of the ship with the Captain in tow. She showed him where everything was…except the stash of weaponry she kept hidden in her cabin.
"So you are really taking me along with you on your little venture?" He asked when they got beck on deck.
Jen glanced back at him. "I need a first mate. Randy normally takes that position but as you heard, he is going to take a cargo to South Africa. Unless of course you know how to get back to Neverland or want to spend your time elsewhere that is."
Captain thought for a moment. He could seduce this woman over the time it would take for the trip to be completed. She didn't look like the frail women he'd last seen before ending up in Neverland, but neither did she have the temperament of Tiger Lily and her band of redskins. "I would love to accompany you Miss Gabrive. I would ask one condition though."
Jennifer nodded, "And?"
"I am not so used to staying with other men when I sleep. Your cabin is big enough for both of us I would think. I ask that you allow me to stay in your Cabin. You wouldn't have to stay in another cabin, I just ask to…" He trailed off when he saw Jennifer's amused expression.
"You need someone to help you dress in the morning don't you?"
"That as well." Hook conceded.
"I'll agree if you promise not to touch me unless I consent to it and you keep to your own side of the bed."
Hook smiled. And it devastated Jennifer. She wanted nothing more than to throw herself in his arms. But that was being silly. She knew better.
"That seems fair, Miss Gabrive. Now what shall I be doing until it is time to leave?"
"You can stay with me at my house. It's large enough for a family so I don't feel crowded when my parents come down from the north to visit or my friends with theirs. It will be a week before we leave though. The crew is busy making their own preparations before we leave."
"Are we leaving for a war?"
"No. They need a way to get back home though without the use of a ship. Which means finding good Air fare and a place to stay until they can go back to their homes."
Hook gave Jennifer a questioning look. She shrugged and said, "Never mind. Are you hungry? We can head back to my place for now."
Captain Hook nodded and followed Jennifer to her waiting motorboat.
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A/N: Also written with Captain Hook's help. Review please.