The next chapter! I hope you guys like it!
Red
Black.
That's all Peter could see. Little white dots obscured his vision of darkness, before he finally fully came through and opened his eyes. He saw Jane's worried face looking down at him. She was no longer gagged or bound, and he briefly wondered why she hadn't left.
"Peter! Are you okay? How do you feel?" she asked frantically. She helped him sit up, blushing because of how close they were to each other. Sure they had kissed, but she wasn't sure what "they" were. Friends, more than friends, dating? It was so confusing.
Peter placed a hand in his red hair. His head throbbed. Something had hit him...hard.
"Okay I guess," he said, but worried for her more than himself, "what happened?"
"The pirates ambushed you. We're in a holding cell on the ship. They took your dagger and my amulet," she explained. She tried her best, but she couldn't keep the fear out of her voice. Before Peter could figure out someway to comfort her a door slammed open, Hook stepping into the hallway and walked over to where the holding cell was. They leapt away from each other, Peter standing in front of her defensively out of instinct.
"Aww, isn't this cute." Hook drawled in a voice that clearly meant he thought anything but. "Little Jane and Peter, sitting in a tree...well, you know the rest." Hook bent down to look at them. "You two little lovebirds are at my complete mercy. However, being a pirate, and that you both humiliated me...I'm not feeling very merciful," Hook smiled crookedly at them. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out the amulet. "I take this is your way home Jane?" he asked, and shook it in front of her face, the blue stone dangling on the chain. "I's very pretty, I take it Peter gave it to you? Hmm." He stuffed it back in his pocket, having a plan for it later, and had enjoyed infuriating his prisoners.
Hook smiled. "Now, here's my deal. One of you tells me how this amulet works, and you get to live. The other will die. Or," he paused, making a mental note that it was for dramatic effect, "no one tells me and you both die."
"Never in a million years you old codfish!" Jane snapped, glaring at the pirate. Peter, even though he already knew the Lost Girl was brave, he had to admire her for standing up to the hook handed man.
Hook frowned at her. "Well that doesn't seem very coroperative. So why don't we compromise? If one of you tells me, you both live. If neither of you tell me, I'll let one of you live. You get to choose who. I'll let you think about this overnight. I'll be back at dawn." He turned around on his heel and swept out of the room, feeling pleased with himself. The door banged shut.
Jane looked instantly at Peter, who had a troubled expression. "Peter?..." she said quietly, her voice trembling a bit.
"We'll get out of this," he said, looking her directly in the eyes, her blue meeting his brown. Still, he seemed to be talking more than himself than Jane. "There's always a way out."
"Peter," she said sternly, but her voice still quavered. "There's no way out. I looked around the whole cell, there's nothing we can do. And the Lost Boys would be foolish to attack the ship now, the whole crew's on board. They'd need help..." she thought hard for a moment. "What about the Indians?"
"They're on a village hunting trip on the other side of the island," he sighed and looked at her. Maybe there is no way out, he thought sadly. But if there was one thing he knew, it was this; he would do everything in his power to keep Jane safe and alive.
"We can't tell Hook how the amulet works, he could do something horrible with it," Jane said, finally getting her emotions under check. Peter stared at her with a determined expression. She understood what he was thinking. "No, never! You are not dying for me Peter Pan!" she knew she must sound hysteric, but she didn't care.
There was silence for a moment, you could've heard a pin drop. Peter broke it. "Jane..."
"Oh no, don't you 'Jane' me! You can't die!" she hugged him tightly, before kissing him. "I love you Peter Pan." she murmered. "Don't leave me." They sat down, holding each other in their arms.
"I love you too Lost Girl." he said, smiling in spite of the situation. They sat like that for hours, Jane just pondering one thing.
The colour red. The colour of Peter's feather, of his hair. The colour of love. She loved Peter Pan, and he loved her too. Red was the colour of blood. It's almost funny, Jane thought as she sat with Peter's arms wrapped around her, her eyes closed. how red represents love and blood, and how they almost always seem to intertwine.
At about midnight, something shook the entire boat. They moved away from each other, both trying to protect one another, thinking maybe Hook had come early. Then there was something neither of them thought they would hear.
"Hello Peter!" a voice called. It was a female voice, one that Peter recognized. "We've come to save you! Your fairy's told the Indians and they'll be here soon!"
"It's the mermaids!" he said excitedly, turning to Jane who also had a large grin. Almost laughing, he hugged her tightly. They would be free soon. His happiness almost vanished when he looked out the tiny tiny glass window of their jail sun was almost rising. Hook would be here soon...would they make it in time?
Yes, once again I am being evil. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Also, I know in the first chapter it was more like a crush, but dire situations make people do crazy things. =) Please review.
~Loonatics Lover13
