Was it Revenge?

Chapter Four

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of this stuff, I'm not J. M. Barrie, and do I really have to say this at the beginning of every chapter??

ANYWHO!! On with the story!

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Captain James Hook carried the sleeping Wendy back to his cabin, barely aware of the watching mermaids. He knew they would tell Peter of the news, but for once, he hadn't planned it that way. He'd taken on the job of sentry himself; he figured Pan would try to rescue Wendy while the pirates were sleeping. He hadn't expected Wendy to join him.

Something was bothering him, though. Wendy seemed too comfortable here. True, she had at first tried to attack him and escape, but that was to be expected; she'd had good reason. Now, though, she seemed almost to enjoy being his captive. Hook was aware of the conflicting emotions in the back of his mind, but chose to ignore them.

He gently laid Wendy down on his bed and pulled the covers over her delicate form. As his hand brushed against hers, she grabbed it in her sleep and held on tightly, like a child and her teddy. The Captain leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on the young woman's cheek, at the same time tugging his hand out of hers.

Hook strode to the doorway, turned and looked back at his sleeping captive, and then finally left the cabin and strode to the deck to search the heavens.

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Peter had planned to perform his rescue during the long hours of the night, just as Hook had predicted he would. But when he heard the mermaids' latest news, he became rather discouraged and couldn't bring himself to fly. Wendy couldn't have fallen asleep in the arms of his greatest enemy… could she? That would mean betrayal. What was so good about that evil pirate anyway?! What did Hook have that Peter didn't? He just couldn't fathom. Even the company of the Lost Boys and Tinkerbell couldn't cheer Peter up.

He went to bed with thoughts of rejection and revenge.

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Wendy awoke feeling refreshed. She'd decided on a new twist to her story, and hurried on deck excited to tell it to the pirates. The first person she saw was Smee.

"Good morning, Mr. Smee," She said cheerfully.

"Mornin', Miss. 'ave you seen the Cap'n?"

Wendy frowned. "I haven't. Why?"

"Uh, no reason, miss. No reason at all." Smee shrugged, looking for all the world like he was lying. Wendy smiled condescendingly.

"Has our Captain gone missing?" She asked in a teasing tone.

Smee looked down at his shoes with new interest and finally mumbled, "Yes."

Wendy's smile vanished. "Excuse me?"

Smee looked up, finally meeting her eyes. "None of us has seen 'im. I was hoping he were with y- I mean, I was hoping you knew where he is."

"Perhaps we should go to shore and look for him." Wendy mused.

"I dunno if the Cap'n would appreciate me givin' ye a chance to escape like that, but mebbe the rest of us'll go ashore an' look fer 'im." Smee turned and soon had all the pirates in longboats, rowing towards the shore.

Smee climbed into the last one and looked up at Wendy. "There's no one to guard yeh, but I know ye can't swim, so I'm not too worried. Jus' sit tight an' we'll be back soon."

Wendy watched in frustration as the pirates left. She shouted after them, "I'm not going to try to get away! I don't want to escape anymore!"

"Don't you?" A deep voice murmured in her ear. Wendy screamed and whirled around to see Captain James Hook smiling with feigned wickedness.

"Did I startle you?" He asked playfully.

"Yes!" Wendy exclaimed indignantly, then as her heart rate calmed, she dissolved into giggles. "You're rather sneaky, aren't you?"

"When I have to be," Hook smirked. Wendy stopped giggling. She wasn't sure if she liked the way the Captain was looking at her.

"So, where were you?" She asked looking away.

"Does it matter?" Hook murmured, stepping closer. Wendy involuntarily moved away, but the Captain caught her hand. Wendy looked up into his hypnotizing blue-gray eyes and felt herself leaning forward, pressing up against Hook's strong form. Hook ran his hand through Wendy's long hair as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Are you happy here, Wendy?" She blinked. All this time she had been thinking of how much she wanted to stay. Her life back at home had been miserable, and the Captain was the perfect gentleman. Besides, Wendy loved telling stories to the pirates. Was she happy here? Wendy thought back to the wish she had made on the star last night. Of course she wanted to stay here. Of course she was happy here.

"I-" she began, but Hook already knew her answer. He cut her off, pressing his soft lips on hers.

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Peter paced back and forth, thinking. Slightly, his second in command waited expectantly. Peter thought a moment more, then looked up.

"He must have her under his control. Maybe he threatened her or something." Slightly frowned as if this didn't make much sense (which it didn't), but wisely held back any comments.

"I must go rescue her!" Peter continued. "Wendy is probably miserable…"

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Hook and Wendy had somehow made it to the Captain's luxurious bed, leaving a trail of discarded clothes.

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"I'll bet he beats her and forces her to scrub the whole ship and wash his clothes…" As Peter ranted and raved, Slightly wondered why Peter would think that Wendy could fall asleep in the arms of a man if he beat her. And didn't Peter try to get her to wash his own clothes once or twice the first time Wendy was in Neverland?

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Hook was on top of Wendy, kissing his way back up to her neck. His hand gently held her lower back. Wendy had removed his hook some time ago; so as to make sure he did not accidentally injure her. Now she just laid back and enjoyed all the Captain had to offer. He pressed a knee against her thighs, nudging them apart.

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Peter finally stopped raving (to Slightly's relief) and stood still. "I think I'll go rescue her. Right now."

"Should I rally the Lost Boys and tell them to prepare for a battle?" Finally. Something he understood!

"No. I must go alone." Peter flew off.

There was something strange about his voice. Something new, and almost evil. He paused only a moment before running off to warn the Lost Boys.

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Sorry, I know my chapters are really short, but it's easier for me to write short chapters between homework and crap like that. Please review and tell me what you think should happen next!! I've got plans, but they're not going all that well, and I'd love advice…

XOXO Angel