Oh god, Cedric... How was he going to react? Was he going to yell at me? Or worse, hit me? He did once.. But he was drunk..Was he going to think I´m some kind of a whore? Well I probably am now..

Mother. Mama.. What would she think of me? Would she be dissapointed? Of course she would be. I´m a disgusting whore. A whore. A slut.
A sob broke through my lips and I pressed a fist into my mouth to stop the screaming that would soon follow the endless sob.

Hook Pov.

The door closed. I heard nothing. I saw nothing. I fucking knew nothing. Nothing but what had just happened. I redid all of it inside of my head. How her soft tender skin had felt against my hard lips. How she had tasted. Damn, a combination between honey, vanilla and a hint of white wine. I have never had someone that have smelt or tasted that good. How she felt when I licked her... I swallowed hard. I had been so close to just drive into her and claim her mine.

My feet began to move forwards, towards the deck my crew members worked...I would love to see Isabella work, with those pants she had - which I had ripped apart with my hook accidently - and that corset.. I just... Fuck. That girl has me wrapped around her fucking lill ´finger already. I groaned. How can a petty little girl affect me so? Me, a brutal pirate Captain? Captain James fucking Hook?
As my boot got contact with the hard floor, almost everyone´s eyes flashed towards me. I put on a smirk instantly. What I got back from my crew members was smirks, joy and fuck, they were all hard. Great. Try to be a Captain over a crew that were filled with horny members. Not easy mate - that´s not easy at all.

I walked up to the rudder and saw Starkey. I put my hand on his shoulder and his eyes didn´t even react. They were focused on the members that worked. Good mate. I smirked.
"Everything good up here?"
"Aye Captain. I say they are more excited to see how you react around the lass than the fact that it is actually a women on this ship. Surprisingly." A smile was placed on his lips as he said this. I chuckled before I grew serious.
"How long do you think the trip to Neverland is mate?"
Now he looked at me. He looked deep in thought as he glanced around us. At the sun more exactly.
"We may have a half of an hour left Captain. You may not realize it, but you were gone longer that you thought, so I must say maybe half an hour. But Captain, is the Darling- girl so young that that fucking Pan will still care for her? I mean... He fucking hates adults Captain. Will the plan still work?"

I knew I was gone longer than I intended, but that long? Fuck. "Well Starkey... It seems we don´t have the pleasure of having Miss Wendy Darling onboard."
His eyes flew open as he stared at me in disblief. "Is that so Captain?"
A smirk played on my lips. "Yes. The story teller is long gone. Died in sickness apparently." I snorted. "But do not fear Starkie-boy, the girl is important to Pan. Because It´s his lovely Wendy´s daughter."
Starkey spluttered out the drink that he had in his mouth and the lequid flew onto my deck. His eyes became huge. "He has a fucking daughter sir?"
I rolled mine. "No you idiot. Wendy´s daughter." Moron. Like Pan would have a daughter. She doesn´t even look like the boy! "Apparently, the lass have the name of Isabella."
Her name rolled from my tounge and fuck, I liked it.

Starkey smiled softly, as his eyes flew away from this space and into one other. He was remembering something, but he has never told anyone of his past. Can´t blame him. Nobody tells their pasts around here. "A beautiful name sir. Hold onto her."

My lips curved almost - almost - into a smile, but that smile vanished when I saw a lad I really wanted to have a little chat to.

"Cecco!" My voice growled out his name. I saw him smile at my girl earlier. I frowned. My girl? A sneer grew on my face. Yes, my girl. Cecco walked up to me and gave me a smile. I didn´t return the favor. Like I would smile at someone of my crew. Yes, I smiled and joked around Starkey, but he was the one that had seen that side of me. The others saw me as cruel. Sadistic. Horrifying. And I would not change my ways - ever.

"Starkey. Check the lad and the lass, will ya? The girl´s in my cabin and the boy´s in the bilge. Make them ready for dinner aye? And the girl don´t have any shoes, so give her some of my boots, eh?" I mumbled, but my eyes never left Cecco´s. I saw him gulp as my gaze turned cold, and I felt my inner me jumping with delight at his fear.
"Aye aye Captain." I heard Starkey´s boots move away, but otherwise his moves were quiet. I stroked my beautiful hook as I glared at the man before me.
"So, Cecco... I see you have a bandage around your head. Why?"
A moment of silence came. "I disbelieved that the lady onboard was uh...un armed and she looked...fragile. That she hadn´t a muscle on her body from what I saw. But I was wrong Captain, sir." He looked down onto the floor in shame. I was enjoying this way too much. Actually, wait, I was enjoying this way too little.
"I will not repeat my fucking question Cecco."
He looked up, before his eyes found the ground once more interresting. He mumbled out his answer. "She hit me with a lamp when I tried to grab her for you sir."

It was silent for a moment.

But then I was roaring with laughter. Not a joyful laughter, no no, that wasn´t the case, no.. My laughter was bitter and angry. He tried to grab her. Grab her.
My fist flew out without warning and he fell to his knees before me. He was gasping air like his life depended on it. Puh-lease I didn´t hit him that hard. Dramatic asshole.
I gripped his hair, so that his face was facing mine. My hook played along on his cheek, not slicing through the skin, just frightening him. I leaned down so that he would feel my saliva against his face.
"She´s mine. Got that boy? Mine. Don´t believe me? What I did with her less then an hour ago can prove it mate. You don´t touch what´s mine. Do we understand each other?"
He croaked. "Aye Captain."
I smirked a cruel smirk. "Good." My lips dropped and just as my hook would slit his skin, a voice interrupted.
"Captain!"
My head wrapped at the side to see Starkey panting. I groaned at the interruption and I stood up, throwing Cecco at the side. He hit the floor with a groan but I could care less. "What now?" I almost snarled.

"She´s... she´s..."

"What Starkey? What importance is she doing that makes you interrupt my time?" I walked down to him fast and growled at him.

"..." My eyes became huge as he gasped my answer.

Starkey Pov.

I walked out of the bilge - the dirtiest, smelliest and lowest part of our ship - and chuckled. Rich boy was absolutely terrified in there, horrified of its smell and he was determined to not touch anything. Yea right rich boy. Sooner or later he was going to have to touch it.
I knocked the cabin as gently as I could manage, but before I could speak out, a sweet voice beat me to it.
"I swear to god, if you are the fucking codfish that just fucking freaking left me here to rot in my misery, you will not go out of this room with your fucking face inpact. I swear to god Hook, if you step into this room - your hook is going up your arsle, and fuck, your balls will be throwed out of the fucking window. Do not test me on this."

She was just perfect for my Captain.

"Miss? I am not the codfish that left you, but I am apart of the codfish´s crew. Will my face, balls and arsle be safe if I go into this room to look if you are well?"
A minute of silence was passed.
"Miss?"
"Hmm what?" I chuckled.
"You did not answer my question. Will my face, balls and arsle be safe if I go into this room to look if you are well?"
"Oh yes, yes, god I´m sorry.. I thought I had answered. Shit. I´m so sorry.." I opened the door to see a girl with brown long hair staring at me with green eyes. They reminded me of a little girl I had met some time ago.. And the girl was absolutely her. I remember it quite well. Captain asked me to kidnap the Wendy girl. I was close. So close. But then a knock was heard.

I would just go forward and knock out Mrs Darling when a knock was heard.
I quickly hid behind the curtain. Mrs Darling sighed before her voice shot out in a soft melody.
"It´s open darling." The door opened and closed. There, in the doorway, stood a girl about seven years old, with an angry expression. Quite cute If I may say so. She had big bright green eyes, brown hair with brons highlights in it, a small nose and high cheekbones.
She was so familiar to Mrs Darling that it could be Mrs Darling herself, just as a child. But the child was familiar to someone else also. Someone who was in my Captains mind all day long. Peter Pan. My eyebrows furrowed. No. She could not be his child. They haven´t seen each other for years and, Pan was a child, so frankly that wouldn´t be possible.
The child flew herself towards Mrs Darling.
"Momma, Cedric is a fool again! He says that Neverland doesn´t exist and th- that Peter Pan is just a myth. Just like Captain Hook! And that Starley..."
"Starkey sweetheart." Mrs Darling chuckled. My heart warmed. This child... was speaking of me.. Of us... with such passion..
"Star..key. Star-key. Starkey. And that Starkay couldn´t be a pirate!" Her little voice was filled with rage as she couldn´t get my name right.
"Is that so darling? why not?"
"Because Starkay is a gentleman! And he say that pirates can´t be gentlemens! He´s lying isn´t he momma?"
Mrs Darling laughed. A lovely sound.

"*Gentlemen*, not gentlemens, darling. And no maybe not lying, but I agree, It is rare for a pirate to be a gentleman Isabella."
The girl huffed but said nothing.

A moment of silence passed.
"Momma...?"
"Yes darling?"
The child changed her pose so that she could look up into her mothers eyes. She placed her hand on her mothers chin. "Are you...sick?"
Mrs Darling drew in a hasty breath. "Where did you get that idea from Bells?"
"I kind of heard papa and uncle Michael talk about it.. They said that your time is short, but.. But that you´ll handle it because you are strong. And you know what? I agree with them. You are strong momma. You have fought pirates.. so a little sickness can´t hurt you, right momma?"
The child sounded so joyful, so sure of this fact it hurt to the heart. I knew of the reaction of Mrs Darling that the sickness would hurt her indeed. My heart went out for the little girl. She was so so sure that her mother would live with her until the end.

"Darling.. The sickness can hurt me. They´re right about that. But they´re also right about the fact that I´m strong. Like you said, I have kicked a pirates butt. I can handle sickness a little longer."
"And you´ll never leave right? We will be best friends forever right momma?"
"Of course I´ll never leave my most precious adventure behind darling. And my best friend on that. Never in my life darling. You know why I would never leave you behind? Because I´m always here. In your heart."
"Pinkie promise?"
Mrs Darling laughed. "Pinkie promise on that sweetheart."

From that moment, I knew. I knew I couldn´t tear a daughter and a mother apart. No way in hell. So what did I do? I told my Captain that I couldn´t find Mrs Darling that evening. She wasn´t at home. And if he ever found out I´ve lied, well.. Then I would take that punishment he sees fit but I do not regret the decision that I made that evening.
I snapped out of the memory and saw Isabella glaring at the floor, red as the blood I´ve seen pouring out from men in my past. She was embarrassed. I tried to ignore the fact that she was half naked, and bowed slightly.
"At your service madam."
I saw her eyes snap up. She hmm´ed.
"Kind, quite handsome.. Gentleman... You must be Starkay- ehm Starkey." I chuckled at the name slip and went to the bag that was placed on the floor. I began to root in it, until I found what I was looking for. A red blouse and black trousers - Captain´s favorite.

"Yes miss. But now, I must help you getting dressed to accompany the Captain for dinner."
Her face, that had almost found its natural color, blazed again. "Oh.. Kay then..."
"Miss, you are already in your undegarments, so you don´t have to take off anything." I gave her the garments "Just sip these on miss, I´ll brush your hair. You don´t need makeup so at least that won´t take time."
Dear motherfucker, could her face get any redder?
She sipped the garments on, and fuck, if she weren´t the Captains... I swallowed. I quickly brushed her hair, felt the softness of it and I knew the Captain was a lucky man.
I laid the brush on the bed before I want to the bag once more, looking for a pair of shoes. I knew the Captain wanted Isabella at her finest, so black boots it was. I heard a thud behind me before Isabella´s voice shot out.

"S-Starkey..?"

I turned around and felt the shoe in my hand fall to the floor. My eyes were huge like tennis balls and my mouth were hanging.
You got to be fucking kidding me.

"Stay... Stay where you are Isabella!"
I flew out from the door, and ran my ass of to get my Captain.

Hook Pov.

I threw the door open and searched for her around the room. I found her in the corner of the cabin, leaning against the wall. Well damn, Starkey was right.

She was flying.

Isabella looked down on me with a startled expresssion, like she couldn´t believe this was happening. I quickly took in her frame, looking for any damage or bruises. But instead I found her in a red blouse - dark red at that - and black trousers that ended directly under her knee, so instead of her looking like a fancy lady with a dress on, she looked like a delicious pirate. I began to grin. She was totally obvious to her beauty.
"Captain, I suggest that you stop ogling me like I am meat and help me the fuck down!" My kitten was trying to act like a tiger. How cute.

I walked forwards and stod before her. If I just leaned forward just a little then I would get to see her firm breasts under that blouse, as the blouse was quite big and nearly showed me her little angles..

"Captain" Her voice was scared, terrified even, compleatly un aware of what I was thinking. "Help me to get down!"
At the sound of my name, I grabbed the hem of the dress and pulled down so that she stood on my side. I held my hands on her hips and turned so that she was face to face with me. Her frantic eyes were looking into mine, searching for answers that I did not have. My own eyes were captured by hers. They were trapped.
"How?"
That little question. That little word. How. How did she have me wrapped around her finger? How did she trap me with her eyes? How in the fucking world could she fly?
"I don´t know sweetheart." Her head was leaning instantly on my chest. I stopped the instinct to purr. Her scent drew me in once again and... No. Get your head into the game James. Fuck, don´t be a pussy.
"You know, I should be screaming at you right now to go fuck yourself." Ahh the sweet mouth of a sailor. I felt me going hard right away. I fear this is going to be a problem if I get hard every time she swear... Her voice came out like a mumble, so soft that I almost didn´t even hear it. My eyebrows furrowed.
"And why that my dear?"
"Because you left." I could hear the word that was missing. Me. Because you left me. And true indeed, I left her. But for a different reason than she thought. She wasn´t just a whore that would soon warm my bed. No. I left because I would have taken her if I had stayed one second longer. Even if she wouldn´t want to be taken. My heart hurt as I knew what thoughts she had in her mind, and my head were filled with anger for her thinking those thoughts about me. The anger overshadowed the hurt.

"I fucking left because I did not want to take your purity Isabella. Do you really think of me so lowly?" I spat out, but however she didn´t move her head from my chest. She just thightened her hold on my jacket. Probably to be sure that she wouldn´t be flying away again.
"What would I think Hook? I don´t know you. I don´t know what you´re last name is, what you like doing except ripping people throats out.. I just know what I´ve been told from stories, and that isn´t pretty things Hook." Yet, here you are, leaning against my chest. I growled at her words.
"I said that you would call me James woman." She leaned back and looked at me with teasing eyes, but I saw the fire in them. She was pissed.
"Oh so now I´m "woman"?"
I snorted before I yelled out Starkeys name. In a matter of seconds he stood before me, us, shit, me and Isabella. If he found our pose surprising, he surerly didn´t fucking show it.
"Aye Captain?"
"Take down a rope here. Now. Fast Starkey." I felt Isabella´s stare but plainly ignored it. Starkey were gone and back before Isabella could say anything. In his hands were a rope. I quickly took it and let Isabella go. Her feet lifted about three centimetres but that was it. Her face showed as much surprise as I was. I kneed down, and heard Starkey slightly gasp before composing himself. I understood him. I had never - ever - kneelt down to someone. Trust me Starkey, this is not becoming a habit.
As I began to attach the rope to her waist, Starkey got the answers. Of course I would have gotten answers but I was mererly.. Distracted.. Don´t judge me. I was so close to her pussy I could smell her. I groaned innerwards.

"When you ehm got up in the air, madam, what were you doing?"
"I don´t know, I just thought about a memory of my mother and then suddenly the roof hit my head." She huffed.
"So.. you were thinking happy thoughts?"
Happy thoughts. Of course. Fuck. But that didn´t explain it all. She hadn´t even been near fairy dust.
The conversation ended pretty quickly after that - and I felt my possessive side calm down as they stopped talking - and soon was Starkey out of the door, but however were Bill Jukes outside the door, staring at me, but more importantly, Isabella. She sat on the bed and was currently rolling her thumbs. I rolled my eyes.
Woman.

"We´r soon the´r Capt´n. A matt´r of minutes sir."
I nodded. "Get out the boy of the bilge." He got the hidden message (get the fuck away or you´ll be having my hook in your throat) and closed the door. As soon as the door was closed, Isabella´s voice flew out, filling the room with her delicate voice.
"Is this really necessary Hook?" She lifted the rope, and lifted her eyebrow in protest. I saw the anger, the hurt, in her eyes as she looked at me. She looked at me as I was a betrayer as her hands took the boots and put them on her small feet.
"Well don´t want you to escape and find Pan, now do we?" I murmured sarcastic. Now was her both eyebrows raised.
"What do you plan to do with us Hook? Seriously now. Just go out and say; hey Pan! Look I have Wendy´s daughter and her brother, what are you going to do about it? Because that´s not gonna work. He won´t play hero this time. Trust me."

"And why not my dear Isabella? You know, Neverland hasn´t been the same for a very long time now. It´s covered in ice and snow. Do you know why?
Because he doesn´t have his Wendy with him. So he is going to do everything in his power to get you, his Wendy´s daughter, to his side sweetie. Hey, maybe he falls in love with you too? Who knows. Either way, my plan´s gonna work."
I felt my anger flare at the mention of him falling in love with my girl, but I pushed it aside... for now. A smile crept on her delicious lips.
"Yes, I was getting there. How, Captain, are you standing right infront of me? The last I heard of you, was that you were getting cozy with that crocodile. How? How can you stand infront of me now?"
How.
There it was again. That word. I snorted at her question and began to fondle my hook, but answered causally, like we were talking about the weather.
"I ripped the throat out with my hook."

She didn´t react as I thought she would.

She barerly flinched. She looked at me with those green ´know-it-all´eyes - like she knew everything already. She leaned down on the bed and put her arms behind her small head. Fuck she looked good there. Lying on my bed. She fit in. And the dark blood red cover matched the red blouse she had on, and just made her skin glow. I gulped, hoping she didn´t notice my reaction. It was unusual to feel this way.. This calm and comfortable.
"I knew that. I just wanted to ask. How else can you stand infront of me? The crocodile pooped you out? Defiently unlikely." I smirked at her respons.

I flew forward - trust me, not intentionally - and huffed as I hit the bed. I was careful to not hit Isabella with my hook and I grabbed a pillow near her head instead of her head with my precious hook. I knew we were in Neverland now, the force that had pushed me forward was the "wall" of Neverland.
"You nearly killed me!" She screeched in my ear. Trust me, not a good sound. I even winched. I never winched. Fucking ever.
"But I didn´t." I grinned like a fool at her. I couldn´t help it. Being home was a good feeling.
"Why are you grinning like a fool?"
I just stood up, ignoring her. I took the rope and pulled her along. She huffed, trying to put on her boots that stood beside the bed.
"Hook! Where are we going?

I opened the door from the cabin, pulling her with me. I could practicually feel her annoyence, making my giddyness more alive.

"Hook. What is going on?"
I fianally turned to see her looking at me with an expression of wariness. I grinned, showing all my teeth before I opened the room to the deck.
"We´re home Isabella."

Snow. Snow was pouring down and the cold was almost freezing. Looks like Pan is as grumpy as always. I rolled my eyes. I looked back to see Isabella flying a meter up from the deck. She didn´t notice it herself, as she touched the snow with wonder and belief. The snow made her hair become white and her skin became pale as a ghost. She was like a child seeing snow for the first time.
"This is the first time in years Isabella has seen snow." I snapped my head towards the voice and saw the boy from earlier. He was looking at Isabella with a frown as she began to.. play with the snow.
"Explain boy."
He gave me a hestitating glance before he focused on Isabella. "After her mother died.. Well Isabella was about thirteen at the time and father got really protective over her. He homeschooled her, he isolated her from the community, she didn´t get to have any friends.. She was to be home. To be the girl he wanted her to be. Don´t get me wrong. He was good father to her. He protected her from all of things. Even getting a cold. She wasn´t allowed to play in the snow, or being outside at all for that matter. This is the first freedom she´ve had in years."
So that´s why she had been so angry at me for putting a rope on her.

"Sir... How the bloody hell can she fly?"
I glared at him. Why did he even care? "Why do you care Cedric?" I spat his name like dirt. "I thought you hated her. Smee! Put him at work!" Mr. Smee grabbed his arm and all but pushed him away. Strakey placed himself on my side. "Capt´n. The ice is thinner than last time. It´s melting."
My lips were curving upwards. That meant Pan finally have gotten out of his misery and that means he will soner or later be here, as everyone in Neverland always get this feeling when someone comes in, or gets out of Neverland. He´ll come to see what we´re doing and then, bam! I opened my mouth to give a respons to Starkey.

"Oh Captain Hook!" I snarled and turned around. I saw him and five others. Pan. He was here early this time.
"The canon!" My crew members worked in their absolutely fastest way, but I did not look away from the boy that had a target of making my life hell. But he had changed. He wasn´t a boy anymore. He was... a man. He had the body of a man, and the face of a young man. He was older. The lost boys that were with him.. two of them were around ten years old, one around fourteen and the other two.. maybe sixteen, seventeen? My, he must hate himself then. Now when he was an adult.

He began to laugh but his laugher stopped as he looked at my hand. The rope. He followed the rope with his eyes and they traveled up to Isabella. Isabella. I began to drag the rope, making her winch in surprise. I had to get her down. Now. I saw what Pan was doing even before he even did anything. His sword hit the rope. She was free. Her eyes hit Pans and she gasped as I growled. No. I would not loose her. I noticed she began to sink down as my mouth formed words.
"Isabella.. Please.. Come down... Think of your brother..." Even to me, my voice were soft. Everything just went away as her eyes hit mine. She was looking for trust. She was searching. I tried to show with my eyes that I wouldn´t hurt a hair on her head. She began to nod and she was soon so close that I could grab her delicate foot.
But as I was reaching for her, a bang was heard. A familiar bang. My eyes snapped to Long Tom and I saw the ball of rope flying towards Pan. Pan noticed this too, and he was soon out of the way. I immediately got what that meant. Isabella. The rope unfolded and it was thrown over her, the chains rolling over her small body. I heard her yelp and saw her body flying down towards deck. I was her eyes closed, meaning that the chains hit her head. Fuck. I ran towards her, certain I would catch her. But hands gripped her before I even had a chance.
Pan.
He had her in his arms, holding her in bride style, holding her close. I gave out a snarl.
"Pan! Give her the fuck back - now!" He just looked at me, grinned a childish grin and flew up.
"PAN!"
"Hope we meet again Hook! Soon! But don´t worry, I´ll take care of the lady in my arms!" He laughed. "C´mon boys!" And then he was gone.

And for the first time in a very long time, I felt utterly and compleatly helpless.

Please review and say what you think! I´m sorry for the lack of updates of all of my stories but school is taking up my life right now. I could only update this chapter because it´s winter-break :/ Thank you for reading&reviewing! I love you guys! Hope you had a good christmas and a good new year.