Hooked On You.
Hey everyone this is my first Hook Fic, I hope you like it. Please review as reviewing is what makes me the writer; want to give you guys the best!
Summary: When Wendy grew up and had a child, she never dreamed it could all go horribly wrong. Lucy; Wendy's daughter has to deal with the loss of her mother and grow up with her broken hearted father until she finds a way to Never land and realises her mother is there but not how she remembers her, hook goes through a life changing experience.(so hook is a little OOC out of character) Hook/Lucy Peter/Wendy.
Chapter 1: Growing Up.
"Wendy Chapman…" Wendy uttered in a tingling smile that spread across her lips as her man wrapped his long arms around her body and across her growing stomach.
"Mm did you enjoy yourself this evening?" Chris Chapman; Wendy's husband asked as he placed soft kisses in the crook of her neck. Nodding Wendy turned in his grasp her hands full of soap bubbles atop her yellow gloves.
"Yes very much, it's a shame my brothers could not come I so miss them" She sighed leaning back against the top as he tilted her chin kissing her lips in a passionate embrace.
"Did your parents come?"
"No…Mother is taking care of Father he's not doing too well, I thought I would take a visit to them at the weekend…" She trailed knowing how uncomfortable he felt about 'family' situations. Chris was an orphan and when he grew up he managed to impress a lot of people at the local bank and got a top notch job as assistant manager, to which he is now very highly wealthy. He was not Wendy's true love as her true love remained hidden in a land far away called Never Land and now she was much too old to even be loved by him, Peter had never come back or at least not to her knowledge and she had given up after her 18th birthday of ever seeing him again. Now she was twenty two and 7 months pregnant with her first child. She loved Chris but she would never tell him of the hidden kiss she gave Peter but decided on letting him believe it belonged to him.
Smiling and pulling away Wendy smoothed some bubbles on the end of his nose as he debated an answer to her previous question. Standing there with one hand on his hip the other resting on his chin, his eyes staring blankly into space and the twinkle of the soap as it perched it self upon his nose was too much for Wendy and she burst out in a fit of laughter holding her ribs as she couldn't stop laughing.
"What?" He asked knowingly
"Oh Chris sometimes you just make me cry with laughter…" Wendy responded wiping away the tears with the cloth on her sleeve, he smiled and tickled her a little before she had to sit down and rest for a few minuets at the kitchen table.
"If you want to go see your parents…I wont be coming with you…"He trailed ending the laughter and filling the room with a void of silence.
"Chris…" Wendy attempted and he stood up in a burst of anger
"No! I have made my decision and you will abide it as my wife!" He spoke harshly exiting the room and leaving Wendy in a solemn mood. Wendy knew how he felt about things like this and she knew better than to cross him after all she was a lady now and a mother to be she couldn't storm out in a fit of anger and vow never to return any more. She had a child to think of and she wanted to make sure this child had the best life possible.
The next morning Wendy packed her over night bag and took her coat off the stand in the hallway when Chris approached her from behind and wrapped his arms about her once more.
"I'm sorry about last night" Wendy moved and turned in her stance to face him
"Don't be silly, now say hi to your parents from me and please call me to let me know you arrived safely…"
"I will do…" Wendy smiled turning and opening the door, walking the steps to the horse and carriage allowing her husband to hand her luggage to the driver. With one last kiss goodbye Wendy stepped into the carriage and made her way across town to her parent's house.
When Wendy arrived she stepped up to the front door and hesitantly rang the bell. It wasn't that Wendy was afraid of seeing her parent's it was more afraid of seeing her father ill. She had previously rang her mother to tell her she was coming but her mother tried to insist her not to as her father didn't like anyone but Mary to see him weak. As the door opened a bright boys face lit up followed by a screaming session from the other children in the house hold as they all gathered round Wendy inside the entrance to their home hugging her tightly.
"Michael you look well!" Wendy commented smoothing his face with her palm before bending a little to hug the rest of the boys.
"Wendy it's so good to see you!" Michael echoed the thoughts of everyone before Mrs Darling came into the hall to greet her daughter.
"Wendy! You look well!" Mary spoke softly as she hugged her daughter as close as she could
"You too mother I have missed all of you so much!"
"And we you Wendy, my haven't you gotten big though how long is it now sweetheart?" Mary replied her hidden kiss resting as always in the right hand corner of her mouth. 'Still as beautiful as ever' Wendy thought before replying
"Yes I am, I only have two months to go before the big day mother" Wendy smiled and took off her coat smoothing a hand across her stomach. All the boys now had gone upstairs and Wendy was left alone in the hall with her mother.
"How is he?" Wendy asked quietly not wanting to let her father hear her should he be awake in the sitting room.
"Not good he has a very bad fever; the doctor said it could be…" Her mother couldn't finish her sentence as the words choked her throat and she gasped holding her hand to her mouth turning her back on her daughter. Wendy instantly reached out and took her mothers shoulder turning her towards herself
"Could be what mother?" Wendy asked knowingly
"Fatal…" Mary replied the tears now streaming from her face.
"Oh no mother…" Wendy replied feeling the lump rise in her throat too.
"Wendy I don't know what I would do if I lost your father he means so much to me…" Mary replied finally for once opening up to her about something as serious as death.
"We must be strong mother…For father…" Wendy replied trying to wipe the tears as she held her mother close to her chest. After a few minuets of straightening themselves out Wendy asked
"Is it ok for me to see him?"
"Yes but he will probably act like nothing is wrong…" She trailed following her daughter in to the sitting room.
"Father…" Wendy spoke soft as she neared her father lightly touching his shoulder.
"Wendy…" He spoke his voice sketchy and rusty. Getting up slowly he stood to greet his daughter but was pushed back down by a stabbing pain in his chest.
"Father are you…" She tried
"Wendy I'm fine I'll be back on my feet before you know it!" He almost snapped back.
"My god you're big…" He whispered as if Wendy was the only one who could hear him.
"Yes I only have two more months before I give birth Father…"
"Is Chris here?" He asked feeling his eyes get tired and the need to shut them.
"No father he could not make it this time…Maybe next time" She replied letting her hand rest on his as he drifted off.
"Come Wendy you can help me prepare dinner whilst your father rests." Mary uttered silently as she touched her daughters shoulder and then left the room for the kitchen. But Wendy didn't follow straight the way it was almost as if he needed her to be there; as if it would make his crossing easier…
"Never stop believing Wendy…" Her father opened his eyes and whispered very low and limp. Wendy's eyes immediately shot to his and he gripped her hand as tight as he could
"Father…" She spoke not wanting him to go, desperate for him not to. But as his eyes glazed and rested upon her she felt the single tear slip from her eye and he left her…