A/N: So this is kind of like a filler chapter but it's still good! (I don't own any of the characters)


This is not how I had planned this…Peter thought as he slowly came to. His plan was to know where exactly the gang was hiding out, not to be knocked out and dragged for what felt like hours on end. As he opened his eyes he saw that they were deep in the caves, a small opening in the ceiling, a small fire crackling. Based on the light streaming in through the opening Peter could see that it was nighttime. Great, how am I supposed to escape now? He sneered as he noticed that Slightly was sitting beside him supposedly keeping watch (the poor lad had fallen asleep). Peter sighed and slumped back against the rock wall. It wasn't until later did he realize that someone had gotten up and was making their way over. The girl…

"Slightly," she whispered gently shaking him awake. "Go to sleep, I'll take this watch alright?" His eyes weren't fully open but he managed a mumble of thanks before moving to his makeshift bed by the fire. Enveloped by the silence and minimal crackling from the fire, Peter and Wendy sat, shoulders barely touching. Why would she sit so close if she knows I despise her? Peter thought as he rolled his eyes for what felt the like hundredth time that day.

"Roll your eyes all you want," Wendy started crossing her arms over her knees.

"How did you…you know what, never mind," Peter huffed, he proceeded to mumble under his breath. "If things went my way I'd be back on the ship by now."

"Back on the ship, with Hook and his crew? Do you really think you're welcome there Peter?" Peter couldn't believe that Wendy would be telling him something like this. What did she know about his life on the Roger? Nothing, she's just a mere girl Hook…(codfish)…wants captured.

"I would stop talking before you get hurt," he growled.

"You wouldn't hurt me, you never have and you never will."

"Never have…we've only met a couple days ago. I've never seen you before then." This time Wendy let out the sigh, clearly showing her frustration.

"I told you that we've met before. We've fought, we've flown, and we've done everything you can do on Neverland. Even danced with the fairies…"

"There's no such thing…"

"Stop it!" She hissed, she snapped her position so that she was leaning on her hands leaning towards him with a scrunched angry face. Their closeness made Peter blush and he had hoped that in his moment of hesitation, before avoiding eye contact, Wendy hadn't noticed.

"Oh Peter, what happened to you?" she sounded like she had given up and had retreated a few inches further away from him, back in her previous position with her head buried in her arms which rested on her knees. Peter couldn't help but look back at her, a sense of guilt rushing through him. She looked helpless in her dirtied white nightgown and just the toes of her feet sticking out from underneath. I wish I knew what happened to me too…In the minutes that followed Peter contemplated on expressing his feelings to the girl.

"You know…" he hesitantly started causing Wendy to peek in his direction. "The captain wonders the same thing. He always drifts off thinking about something, and most of the time it has to do with my memories. A part of me feels like he's hiding something from me, like he doesn't want me to know about my past." Wendy picked up her head now staring in sympathy at the poor boy. He looked confused and lost, and it was a weird expression to see Peter give. It was almost like one would never know that he was actually the most cocky and spirited boy around.

"I promise Peter," she got up on her knees and fully faced him. "I swear to you I will do whatever it takes to get your memories back to you." For some reason, something within Peter told him to smile, so he did. It was small and nothing compared to his smiles before he lost his memories, but Wendy was glad nonetheless. She now sat a little closer, leaning against the rock wall with her hands in her lap.

"Do you remember anything about Hook? Or even the lost boys?" she was scared to say herself since Peter was so set on believing that he hadn't met her until a couple days ago.

"I don't remember the lost boys…I don't even know who they are. Captain told me about them once, and said that if I ever saw them to either kill them or bring them to him," Wendy let out a small gasp. "Judging by your reaction, the boys over there are who you're talking about aren't they?"

"Yes I'm afraid so." They sat in a now awkward silence until Peter continued.

"As for the captain, all I can remember is that I think of a codfish whenever I think of him for some reason…" he was interrupted by Wendy's laugh. "What did I say that was so funny?"

"You," she chuckled as her laugh came to an end. "You always call Hook a codfish whenever you fight or see him."

"Why?"

"Because he reminds you of a codfish for some reason," she giggled. Peter had a contemplative look on his face.

"Oh, in that case next time I see Hook, I shall call him a codfish," he then grinned his big, sly, cocky grin he was famous for.

"You're already starting to act like yourself," she quietly said, hoping not to jinx anything.

"I don't know what it is, but something inside of me is telling me that I can trust you." Wendy only smiled with her bright blue eyes and got up to tend to the fire.

"You should get some rest, I'm sure you'll need it to convince the boys you're good." Am I good though? Peter thought as he watched her. Why do I remember bad things…very bad…gruesome…things…?


"C-captain, shouldn't we stop to set up camp?" Smee stuttered beside Hook. They were currently trudging through the forest, slashing away at vines and leaves in their way.

"Just a little further, we need to get as close to where we saw the boy fly as we can. That way we can find where they're hiding in the morning," Hook explained.

"What about what the night has to offer sir?" Smee was shakily holding the lamp in front of him afraid of what the shadows are hiding.

"No worries, with our ranking on this island, any creature who dare attempt to attack will be forever banished. I'll have the boy simply wish it away and it will be gone."

"Like Tiger Lily and her tribe? And the fairies?"

"Exactly Smee, exactly. With the boy on our side, we can accomplish anything and everything."

"That's if he doesn't get his memories back…" Smee cautiously muttered.


A/N: So Peter's remembering a little more! Maybe Wendy has something to do with it?! And what the butt Hook?! Don't be afraid to tell me what you think so far :)

Also thanks Believixkid100 for the comment, I was not aware the Twins actually had names! I'll keep that in mind as the story develops :)