Author's Note:
Yeah, so, this is a much longer chapter and I need to put this in, because I kept forgetting:
I do not own Peter Pan (unfortunately) or Captain Hook etc.
However I do own, Hanna and Tessa (you'll find out who she is in this chapter). I'm back at school from tomorrow (I had a week off) so it will be harder for me to post as often. Sorry for any inconvenience this causes anyone.
Love, LoopyLass xxx =)

Chapter 9:

Just as Hanna awoke on the shore of Mermaid Lagoon, surrounded by tiny fairies and the two different parties, Peter, Tink and the Lost Boys arrived on the beach just as Captain Hook and the Pirates burst out of the water and onto the shore.
Hanna stood up defiantly, as the fairies formed a protective ring around her and a young one, who struggled flying, stood on Hanna's shoulder, chattering nervously.
"It's okay Tessa. Don't panic." Hanna mumbled, gently patting the fairy's black hair, which was piled high on her head.
"Don't touch my hair, Rose!" Tessa snapped and Hanna laughed.
"Why does everyone call me Rose?" Hanna asked, exasperated. "My name is Hanna." She complained and Tessa laughed.
"Pan!" Hook snarled, as Peter and the Lost Boys stood next to Hanna.
"Hello again, Hook." Peter laughed, drawing his dagger.
"Why? Why me, Hook? Why now?" Hanna asked, stepping forward, out of the protective ring of fairies, which then formed a semi-circle behind her. "Why the sudden interest, why the sudden wish to be a part of my life? You must've known about me, that I existed, otherwise you wouldn't of come that night." Hanna snapped, walking forwards.
It was no surprise that Hook's crew were backing off – the fury emanating from Hanna was clearly evident and it scared even Peter.
"Why did it take so long?" Hanna snarled, as Hook himself started to back up, into the water.
'Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.'
"Oh no." Hook murmured, as the Lost Boys and Peter cheered.
Hook dived around Hanna for the shore, as Hanna rolled her eyes. The crocodile roared, whilst sitting on the rock before it slid off and swam towards Hanna.
Hanna stood her ground as Hook whimpered behind her.
"Shut it, you codfish." Hanna snapped as Peter came forwards.
"Hanna, you might want to move. The crocodile will settle for you, even if he can't have a codfish." Peter explained, but Hanna waved him off.
"I will still kill you, Pan." Hook warned Peter, who laughed.
"Good luck with that." Peter laughed, flying off, as the Captain swung his hook madly.
The crocodile stood, directly in front of Hanna, and snarled, viciously. Hook screamed, behind her but Hanna didn't even flinch.
"Bad crocodile, bad!" Hanna snapped and the crocodile stared at her, confused. "Sit." Hanna ordered and the crocodile flopped down in front of her, sulking.
"Don't give me that look. Now go on, off with you." Hanna ordered, as the crocodile gave her one last weak growl before slinking off, annoyed.
"Hanna… How did you do that?" Peter asked, staring, wonderstruck at her – for a second he realised how truly beautiful she was – her hair was glossy, curled and a rich, chocolate brown, tumbling halfway down her back, her eyes were a gorgeous ice-blue, as cold as the sea. She was stood up tall, her pale, heart-shaped face defiant, and her head held high. Tinkerbell giggled on his shoulder and Peter turned to stare at her, puzzled. She chattered excitedly and Peter scoffed, quietly. "That's ridiculous."
Tinkerbell chattered a second time and he tilted his head to one side, staring at Hanna. Tink laughed and Peter sighed.
"Okay fine. I've fallen for her, are you happy now?" Peter sighed and Tink nodded.
"Peter, we should go." Hanna smiled, looking back at him, and strolling over to stand next to him.
"Excuse me?" Hook shouted, still sitting on the sand.
"What?!" Hanna snapped, annoyed.
Hook shrunk back from the glare Hanna was giving him, before gathering his wits and standing up, drawing his sword.
Hanna raised an eyebrow, and snatched Peter's dagger out of his belt before spinning and pointing it at Hook.
"Do you really want to go there again?" Hook taunted and Hanna grinned.
"Try me." She teased. Tessa chattered nervously on Hanna's shoulder but Hanna wasn't listening. Despite her smile, Hanna was furious with Hook and wanted to sort things out once and for all – and she didn't care how far the fight went.
"Hanna, are you sure?" Peter checked and Hanna smiled at him, cheekily – Peter's stomach dropped.
"I'm sure, honey." She smirked, kissing him on the cheek, before striking out at Hook.
Hook was fast, and his blade met the small dagger with a clang. Hanna had to keep as tight a grip as she could, to avoid losing the dagger.
"Spill." Hanna growled, as they parried, blocked and struck blades.
"Okay fine." Hook snapped, unlocking his blade from hers, and sheathing his sword. Hanna gripped her dagger tighter, unsure of whether this was a trick or not.
"You can put the dagger down." Hook sighed, exasperated, but Hanna glared at him.
"Okay, fine then, don't." Hook shrugged.
"Hook, what is going on?" Peter asked, walking over.
"Peter, go. I'll be fine." Hanna urged as discreetly as she could and Peter looked at Hanna quizzically. "Peter, leave. Take the Lost Boys and go. I'll be okay, I swear. I will come back." She promised him and he frowned, before nodding, uneasy. He flew away, and Hanna waited until they were all out of sight before she turned back to Hook, who was staring after where they had left, a hint of a smirk on his face. He turned back to look at Hanna.
"He doesn't know about your relation to me, does he?" Hook asked, and Hanna shook her head.
"And I plan to keep it that way – if you tell him, I will kill you and I won't think anything of it." Hanna snapped and Hook grinned. "Now spill. From the beginning." Hanna demanded and Hook sighed.
"Okay, fi-" Hook began but Hanna cut him off.
"No lies." She snapped and he rolled his eyes. "I mean it, Hook."
"Yes, yes, okay fine. Anyway, your Mother Jane, first came to Never Land when she was young."
"You kidnapped her." Hanna put in and Hook waved his hand dismissively.
"Details, details. Anyway, Jane and Pan caused trouble for me, naturally and in the process, they destroyed my ship and nearly killed me too." Hook stated.
Hanna scoffed. If Hook was expecting any sympathy from her, he was going to be extremely disappointed.
"Jane returned when she was an adult and… well, that didn't go down well with Peter. There was a reason that Wendy didn't return when she was older. Peter still wanted to play with Jane and attack the Pirates but Jane, thank goodness, no longer agreed with it. I offered for her to join me, and she did so, gladly."
Hanna scoffed and Hook sighed.
"Okay. I, sort of, conned her into it." Hook admitted and Hanna rolled her eyes. "That aside, she joined me, and… We fell in love. Visits between us became the norm and Wendy never noticed until it was too late." Hook shrugged and Hanna frowned.
"What do you mean 'too late'?" She asked, worried.
"One night, something led to another and… you were the result. Jane went home ashamed of that night, and, when Jane found out she was pregnant, she came to see me, and we talked. Then, straight after Wendy was banging on my ship door, faster than you could say, 'oh hell'. She screamed at me for a full hour before she asked, quietly, "does Peter know?" I said no and she sighed in relief. It was obvious how much she still loved that foolish boy, despite the fact that she was still married then. She warned me not to tell him, because she'd seen him and knew already how hurt he was over your Mother's betrayal and I agreed. What would I gain, in telling him?" Hook shrugged and Hanna waited for him to carry on. When he didn't she probed further.
"You still haven't explained why I hadn't seen you until Monday night." Hanna snapped and Hook sighed.
"When I found out that Jane was pregnant… I said some very horrible things to her, and about you." Hook said, his eyes averting Hanna's and she sighed – she'd already been expecting something like that, although it still hurt.
"Like what?" Hanna asked, her eyes closed, pain clearly evident in her voice.
Hook didn't answer and Hanna opened her eyes.
"What did you say?" Hanna snapped and Hook sighed.
"I said I hated you, I never wanted anything to do with you, and that I wouldn't care if you lived or died." Hook whispered and as he spoke, Hanna felt knives pierce her heart, each going in deeper than the last.
"You still haven't explained why you came to my house on Monday." Hanna stated, fighting back tears.
"I'm still not sure. For the first 2 years after you were born, you were constantly on my mind, and I struggled to resist coming to visit you, but after all those things I said, I knew Jane and Wendy would never allow me to see you. Then, until the other night, I just… forgot about you… completely. One day, you were there, in my head, every day, the next you were gone and it was as if you hadn't of been born, as if Jane had never been pregnant. It was only when I came to your house the other day that I remembered." Hook finished and Hanna couldn't hold in the tears anymore. She collapsed onto the floor, curled up in a ball, sobbing. Hook crouched down and tried to put his arms around her but she jerked away, disgusted. Tessa chattered furiously at him and he moved away hastily, his hands up in the air, in surrender.
Tessa flew back to Hanna and tried her best to comfort her. Hanna looked up and smiled at the tiny fairy.
"Thanks Tessa. Come on." Hanna quickly glared back at Hook, her eyes still streaming slightly, before she stormed off, into the forest.
"Brilliant Hook; just brilliant." Hook cursed, storming off in the opposite direction, towards his beloved ship.