Author Note: Hey guys! I thought it would be a while before I started writing this story, but I just couldn't help myself. I've been getting really excited about this story – the sequel to Never Say Goodbye – for a while now, and the more I brainstorm, the more eager I get! Yay for a quick comeback. Most of this story will be in first person, but this first chapter is special (and extremely short). I hope it isn't too confusing.

For those of you who didn't read my first Peter Pan fic, Never Say Goodbye, I strongly suggest you read it first. If you don't plan on reading it – let me just catch you up (WARNING: Spoiler alert! Don't read this part if you plan on reading the first story). It's all about this girl, Jenna Parker, whose great-grandmother was Wendy Darling. Basically, history repeats itself when Peter Pan whisks Jenna off to Neverland. She becomes a mother to the new Lost Boys, and finds herself falling for Peter. In the middle of all this, she meets the son of the late Captain Hook, named James, and becomes involved with him as well. In the end, she returns to her hometown in Florida, writes a best-selling novel entitled Adventures in Neverland, and grows up. In the end, Peter pronounces his love for her and decides to grow up as well. Meanwhile, James remains in Neverland, heartbroken and depressed. The story is a lot better than the summary- trust me- this is just the horrible abbreviated version.

Hope you all enjoy the first chapter! I'm really excited about this.

Chapter One

The young pirate stood alone on deck, breathing in the salty sea air. He and his men had been anchored here for a while now, back in the place where it all began... the adventure, the discovery, the romance…

So much had changed since then. He had discovered remnants of his late father's life – a diary, among others – and he had finally acquired a crew of his own. He had even, at one point, nearly been married…

Damn that Peter Pan, the boy thought to himself bitterly, even though he and Pan had reconciled since then. If only she didn't love him…

But alas, she did, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. She had left him, gone home, and grown up.

He tried to move on, he really did. The night after her departure, he had embarked on his own adventure, visiting all the lands they had planned on visiting together, and meeting new girls in those lands. Of course, any of them would have made decent wives and could provide him with the heir he was expected to have.

But he always found flaws in these girls, flaws that he simply could not avoid – mainly, the fact that not one of them was Jenna Parker.

He had read her book more times than he could count; it was the only connection he had to her now. She had given it to Peter long ago, but Peter had brought it to him as a parting gift before leaving for the last time. He constantly found himself opening it up to the inside cover, just so that he could read the dedication Jenna had written.

I'll never forget you, it read in her clear, flawless manuscript. Love, Jenna.

He knew the dedication was not for him, and while it initially upset him, eventually it brought him comfort. He tried to imagine that she was referring to him as well, that she vowed never to forget him, that she was giving her love to him.

He remembered some of her last words to him, that day she left him at the altar. They had pierced him like a sword, one whose blade had been sharpened specifically for the occasion, and they never managed to escape him, even after all this time.

I'm not your destiny, her voice rang in his ears, and the young pirate knew that he wouldn't get any sleep tonight.