Chapter 20

Darcie POV

"You're never leaving, ever." Vincent shouted as he took the thimble away from me, throwing it to the depths of the ocean.

"No!" I screamed at him. The last ever remaining piece of Peter I had close to me. Peter had left the ship, without me. He truly didn't care and was happy to leave me alone on the ship with Vincent. Vincent dragged me into his room and threw me to the ground as I sobbed.

"Peter doesn't care. You're here with me now." Vincent growled, roughly grabbing my chin. I slapped his hand away hard and crawled for the door. He grabbed my ankle before I could and dragged me back towards him. "Peter will never come back!" He roared.

I jolted upright, sweat soaking my forehead and breathing heavily. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed realizing it was a dream. I still had the thimble in my hand and I smiled. Someone pulled me back down beside them, I squeaked a bit, thinking it must be Vincent.

"Shh, go back to sleep." A tired looking Peter said.

"Peter?" I whispered. It only just occurred to me that I was under the covers of Peter's bed, in his room, back home.

"Mhmm and you're Darcie…" He chuckled lightly, eyes closed. I was still in my dress and Peter still in his dirty clothes.

"We're home." I smiled, tears of happiness forming in my eyes.

"Yeah, surprise!" He mumbled, smiling to himself. "Now, sleep, you've had an exhausting time and you need rest." He opened his eyes for a moment, curling his arm around me, drawing me in closer to his warm body. I snuggled into him more and closed my eyes, sleeping more.

I woke up once again, stretching my arms out and looking over at Peter. He was lying down, he caught sight of me staring and he smiled.

"Sleep well?" He spoke softly and I nodded. He sat up and brushed his lips along mine.

"We-we're ok now yes? Like, you're not mad and-" Peter silenced me with a gentle kiss.

"Just… be quiet." Peter chuckled lightly. "We won't talk about that, you're here now. With me."

"Yes… why? How'd you get away? Is everyone else here?" I babbled away.

"Why? Why not?" He laughed. "We were in Hook's clutches, of course I'd get us all out. Everyone is safe and well here."

"But… why? Like, why now? You could have left and escaped at any time what made you choose this time?" I asked. He stared at me, a hard expression on his face and he looked away.

"Your father…" He said.

"What about him?" I whispered, wondering what he'd done.

"He was gonna force you into something you wouldn't like. So I took you away from that." Peter sighed.

"What was he going to make me do?" I asked.

"He was going to make you marry Vincent." Peter looked into my eyes and my mouth hung open.

"M-m-marry?!" I uttered, in disgust.

"Yeah, they were gonna get Louis to talk you into it…" Peter explained.

"I would have refused." I spat, angered that it almost happened.

"Yeah, but knowing them they would have made it a bit more complicated than you simply refusing Vincent's hand in marriage." He grumbled. He was right, there would have been a consequence if I refused. No doubt the consequence would involve Peter or the team. I wrapped my arms around Peter's neck and nuzzled into him.

"I've missed you Peter, so much." I said softly. "Peter what happens when they-"

"Darcie, stop asking questions, you'll spoil the moment!" He laughed. "Even though Vincent gave you that dress, you look lovely in it." He smiled as I pulled away.

"It's nice but I hate it." The dress was strapless and the lace embellishment was starting to rub and make my skin sore. The body of the dress was tight around my ribs, hugging at my body's curves, it may have looked glamorous but any girl knows that beauty sometimes comes with a price… of irritating pain. "It's damn uncomfortable!" I laughed.

"Take it off then." Peter raised his eyebrow, smirking, and I hit his arm. He laughed to himself. "Not here, in your room, put something comfortable on." I walked along to my room. I stood in my room for a moment, oh how I had missed it. I skimmed my wardrobe and found a basic white shirt and a black skirt, I was relieved to undo the dress Vincent gave me and slip on a light, quite baggy outfit. I sat down on my bed and looked around the comforts of my room. It wouldn't be long till something would happen and our peace would be gone. Peter walked past my door and downstairs, I crept out of my room and followed him, waiting at the top of the stairs as he went down them. I heard his voice and Louis' talking, I sat crossed legged and listened.

"Is she ok now?" Louis asked.

"Yeah she is… so situation wise?" Peter replied.

"People have seen us arrive, even in the dead of night. They'll probably inform Hook of our where about…" Louis explained.

"I want to go teach those kids who gave you in a little lesson." Nibs voice said, presumably to Peter.

"No, we stay inside for now, we'll wait for the pirates." Peter said unafraid.

"Fine." Nibs huffed.

"When we defeat them, you can then go get them." Peter said, I could feel Nibs smile to himself. The pirates would come to the house and we'd fight them off. The people in Neverland were against us, we were on our own. To say I was scared of the outcome was an understatement.

Vincent POV

I woke up on the floor in my cabin. I groaned and sat up, there was my cup I had drank from, shattered on the ground. I got up and brushed off my suit, I must have fainted. Darcie probably had some fainting flu and I had caught it. I marched into her room but she wasn't in her bed. I searched the whole room but she was nowhere to be found. I turned to the door again and saw a very livid Hook.

"What's going on?" I said.

"They've gone. They spiked our tea and took off." Hook growled.

"So Darcie and Peter are together again…" I spat. "Get her back here." Carl then also appeared in her room. He looked very angry as well. He saw the empty room and glared.

"I want that Peter killed, Darcie married or not." Carl hissed.

"He will be. As will the team, all for the exception of Darcie." Hook said. Alma appeared at Hook's side as well.

"We've been informed that they're back at their little home. People will be watching the house to see what they do." She said, Hook nodded and shooed her away.

"We'll wait a day or so and then see them…" Hook smirked and walked out, leaving me and Carl in her cabin.

"So, Vincent, you're getting married in the City, yes?" Carl smiled and I nodded. "Good, not this cheap ship, I won't allow my daughter to be married on a repulsive ship." He grimaced. "Now, as my future son in law, I feel it would help you so much if you gave me your fortune to look after. Just as a married man you won't have time to keep up with your account. I'll look after it, as your own personal accountant." I thought about it for a while and then nodded.

"Yeah, why not?" I smiled. Happy with this little deal, Carl departed. I walked back to my room, I scanned over the dress designs I'd been given to choose for Darcie. The City was going to make her the dress out of their finest silk and satin fabrics. Not long now, she'd be officially mine.