"ZACK! MARRY!," voices called out through the forest.

"COME OUT, COME OUT WHERE EVER YOU ARE!" Cubby yelled into a rabbit hole.

"ZACK!"

"Marry?" the twins called out.

"Have you found them yet, Nibs," Slightly asked.

"Nope. Have you?" Nibs asked while looking under a mushroom.

"Na-uh. What about you Tootles?"

The little skunk shook his head.

"They sure have been gone awhile. I'm worried," Cubby voiced.

"Hey don't worry."

"We'll find them." The Twins reassured him.

"I'm mostly worried about Marry. Zack's mean," Nibs inputted.

"Yah, why are we looking for Zack again?" Slightly asked.

"Because he's with Marry," the twins answered simultaneously.

"Good point."

While the Lost Boys searched the ground for the Beauregard's, Peter and Tink searched in the sky for them.

"MARRY! ZACK!" Peter yelled.

Tinkerbell rang as loudly as she could calling out the Beauregard's names as well. She turned to Peter and told him she would search below the tree line.

"Good thinking Tink."

With a nod she flew down into the forest. Tink scanned the forest floor, weaving quickly through the tree branches. She looked everywhere but didn't find anything. It was when she was about to leave to go inform Peter Pan about her findings, that she heard something. It was faint. But she heard it. The soft sound of someone crying. Following the sound, Tink found Marry. Looking around she saw that Zack wasn't around. Immediately Tinkerbell went flying off to Peter.

"You found Marry? That's great Tink. Was Zack with her?" Peter questioned.

Tink shook her head, gave a shoulder shrug and replied in her bell voice.

"She's crying... Alright I'll take care of her. You go tell the Lost Boys we found Marry. She might know where Zack has gone."

Tinkerbell gave a quick nod and flew off to find them.

"I feel so useless. I need to stop crying," Marry thought, "I need to think of a way to help Zack get into his happy place. But how? Ooooh blast these tears, I can't even see anymore."

"Marry?"

She gasped, "Peter! Hey, you found me," Marry said cheerfully while hiding her face, trying frantically to get rid of any signs of her tears.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked tentatively.

"Oh yah. I'm fine," Marry lied.

Unconvinced he tried flying in front of her but she just turned away, "You know you can tell me if something is wrong."

"Oh, I know," Marry answered, finally rubbing away the last of her tears, "But I think it's best if I don't tell you."

Suddenly the conversation was cut off by the Lost Boys rushing though the forest into the clearing with Tinkerbell at the lead.

"MARRY!" the Lost Boys shouted tackling her into a group hug.

"Boys!" Marry smiled, happily accepting their hugs.

"We're so glad you're okay," Slightly stated.

"We looked everywhere for you," Nibs told her.

"I was so worried," Cubby said.

Tootles hugged Marry extra hard for emphasis.

The Twins looked around, "Marry?"

"Where's Zack?"

Marry's smile flattered for a second, "Ooooh, he just went off that way," she answered pointing behind herself in the direction her brother went.

"I'll go get him," Peter offered about to fly over to him.

"Wait! Peter don't. He's mad and needs time to himself," Marry said stopping him.

"Oh," Peter said simply while rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

"What we need to do is find something or do something for my brother so that he can have fun. When he finally starts to have fun I'm sure he'll fly."

The Lost Boys got off of Marry and everyone started to think of a plan.

Tinkerbell rang something to Peter.

"Tink says that we could make him a new member of the Lost Boys."

Marry shook her head, "No, that wont work. He wants to get away from Neverland not be apart of it."

"Oh, oh! I know! We could play Find the Treasure," Cubby suggested, the rest of the Lost Boys agreed with the idea.

"Didn't Hook take the treasure back?" Marry asked.

"Not all of it," the Twins answered.

"Well it's a good game but Zack wasn't the best at playing it back home when we use to play it. So I think that wouldn't be a good idea."

"Well, how about Follow the Leader," Peter proposed.

"...Cloooosse. Wait! I know what kind of game we can play! Come on guys lets get back to the hide out," Marry said excitedly while running in the wrong direction.

Peter chuckled, "I'll go get her, you guys start heading to the hide out."

"Yes sir," the Lost Boys saluted then started running in the opposite direction of where Marry went.

Zack was romping through the forest hitting, stomping and kicking anything that got into his way.

Zack growled under his breath, "Stupid pirates. Stupid Marry. Stupid Peter Pan and his stupid band of misfits. Stupid fairy. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. STUPID!"

He broke through the forest into a rocky river beach. Zack started to pick up rocks the size of his hand then walked up closer to the river and started throwing the rocks into the river.

"This place doesn't make any since! Fairies don't exist! People can't fly! They're nothing but stories!

3 years ago...

He was surrounded by several people he didn't know. All he could remember were dark tall figures talking about his father. He remembered sitting by his mother while Marry sat on the other side of her. All three of them holding each others hands. Zack itched uncomfortably in his fancy clothes and tried to look at his father through the crowd. All Zack could see was his back. Then there was a silence as the crowd got quiet. He saw one of the many people that sat up front to the side stand up.

"The Jury finds the Defendant, guilty of attempted murder in the second degree."

Zack watched as his mother gave a relieved sigh. He saw the look of sad relief on his sisters face as well. Zack turned as he heard the sound of a hammer, making him flinch.

"I sentence the Defendant, fifteen years of prison," the gruff voice spoke.

The crowd around him was in an uproar. There were mixed feelings, on the other side of the room most of the people were sad and crying, on the side he was on most were congratulating his mother for being so brave. Again he was trying to look for his father. When he saw it he felt himself panic. Instantly he ripped his hand from his mothers and started pushing himself through the crowd. Zack heard his mother call out to him but he ignored it as he tried to get to his father. Nobody tried to stop him.

Zack broke through the crowd and little gate, running to his father, "Dad! Wait! Don't go!" he yelled.

The people surrounding his father let him bend down to embrace his only son.

"I'm sorry Zack. I have to," the man pull Zack back to look him in the eyes, "I'll be gone for a long time. So that makes you the man of the house, okay?"

Zack nodded.

"Maybe you'll do a better job of taking care of your mother and sister than I ever did."

Zack watched as the men in fancy clothes took his father away. As he did so Zack felt someone hold his hand. Looking out the corner of his eye he saw Marry with an uncharacteristically solemn face. Watching with him. He didn't protest at they watched together.

Present day...

All I want is to go home!" Zack yelled throwing the last rock in his hands into the river.

"Is that so."

Whipping around Zack came face to face with the pirate captain him self. Zack quickly picked up a good sized rock and got into a defensive stance.

"Oh calm down boy. I'm not going to hurt you," Captain Hook stated. To show that he meant it he took out his sword and stabbed it into the ground, "There, see. Perfectly fine."

Zack didn't let up, " Your gun. Throw it to the ground."

Hook smiled, "Smart boy," He thought while doing just that.

Zack didn't drop the rock, but he got out of his defensive stance, "What do you want Hook?"

"How rude. Didn't your mother teach you better?"

"I said, what do you want Hook?" Zack asked again glaring at the Captain.

"Why, like you my boy, I need to be off this island. I need to go home. For you see, my poor mother dearest doesn't have long in this world," he told Zack while pulling out a locket and opening it.

"That's too bad," Zack said sympathetically but still suspicious.

"Now I'm stuck here. Unable to reach her," Hook said, tragically throwing an arm over his eyes while showing Zack the picture inside the locket.

Zack saw an old frail looking women that looked a lot like Hook with both hands replaced with hooks and an eye patch over an eye.

"If I don't reach her in time she'll die with out any family. You know the feeling of being responsible for the ones you love?"

Zack looked down and dropped his arm still holding the rock, "Yah... I know the feeling."

Captain Hook smiled devilishly but quickly hid it, "It's too bad that the only way to get out of Neverland is flying."

"Yah... But!"

"But?"

"But if we put Pixie Dust on your ship, like my sister did with the envelop, then we could fly out of here," Zack exclaimed, excited by the hope.

"That's right! But Pixie Dust is extremely hard to get, accept when given by a fairy."

"I - um? I could... I could get some from Tinkerbell?" Zack said unsurely.

"And I could take you and your sister back home safely. It's the perfect plan," Hook added in an oily voice.

"If I get the Pixie Dust you have to promise that you won't hurt my sister. You got that," Zack said demandingly while getting into a defensive stance again.

"Your sister? Why would I want to hurt her?"

"I don't care. Just promise you won't hurt her."

"My boy, I'm a man of my word," Hook said soothingly while pulling out a piece of parchment and a feather pin seemingly out of thin air then started writing, "I, Captain James Hook, here by promise, you... What's your name boy?"

"Zack Beauregard."

"Zack Beauregard, That I will not lay a hand-"

"Or hook," Zack added firmly.

"or hook on your sister, if you get the Pixie dust," Hook finished with a flourish of his feather pin, signing his name at the bottom of the paper.

Zack snatched the paper from Hook's grasp. Scanning the deal and trying to think up any loopholes that Hook could use. Hook took the paper back and rolled it up, sticking it in a coat pocket inside his coat.

"Here is something that you can use to signal me if you get the Pixie Dust," Hook said handing Zack a whistle, "I'll be listening to your call Zack," Captain Hook said slipping pack into the forest with his things.

Zack stood there watching, when Hook was gone Zack looked to the whistle in his hand. Feeling weary of the choice he made.

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry. I know I took forever to put up this chapter, and I have no excuses. I'm just sort of worried that my ability of writing Captain Hook isn't good enough. I feel like that instead of writing the suave, cunning, and slightly humorous Captain that he is, I'm writing a girly, make-no-scense, pansy. So forgive me, if it's not the best. Again sorry for the lateness.