Chapter 25: The Thorn in the Pixies Side
A/n: Ahoy! Finally I get a break! Lets continue!
In Florida Peter Pan and Tinkerbell
The next day at about 11am, Peter and Tinkerbell were still asleep. Peter began to dream about the memories Wendy shared with him at Dr. Smiths house. These memories were embedded in his mind and they had resurfaced. However, they were not his own, so there was no feeling or emotion tied to them.
Peter stirred and his eyes popped open and he was wide awake. He looked down and saw Tinkerbell's head resting on his bare chest, her arm draped across his middle, and her leg draped across his thighs.
He reached up and stroked her perfectly blonde hair and wondered why he didn't feel the same things with her that he felt with Wendy. He analyzed both interactions and came to the conclusion that while the sex he and Tinkerbell had last night was amazing, she couldn't make him feel like Wendy made him feel.
Peter realized he felt something with Wendy as soon as she ran up to him and hugged him tight. In fact, a connection was achieved by doing no more than simply kissing and touching.
Peter began to wonder exactly what sort of relationship he and Tinkerbell really had. Peter actually felt that Wendy was the one he was truly with and Tinkerbell perhaps was the "has been." Peter narrowed his eyes for he felt like he was being had.
Peter gently removed himself out from under Tinkerbell and slid out of the bed. He looked at her then turned and went to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. Tinkerbell's eyes snapped open and she sat upright and yawned. She looked towards the bathroom as she sat back and smiled. She re-winded last nights events in her mind and basked in those memories.
"Finally...it was me this time. I would have never thought this would be possible in a million years."
She thought inwardly and closed her eyes and flashbacks began to fill her mind...
They took her back to the very first time she met Peter, roughly 200 plus years ago...
All Tinkerbell knew was that she was to go to Kensignton gardens to retrieve an abandoned baby, Ann refused to tell her anything more. Tinkerbell found him in a cradle at the base of the fairy tree, which was the secret entrance into Neverland. However, Ann's strict instructions was for Tink to fly Peter to Neverland, so she gathered him up in his blanket and flew him all the way to Neverland.
Tinkerbell was by his side every single day. She helped raise him alongside Ann but it was Tink and the faeries who spent the most time with him. Peter learned fairy language and adopted many of their attitudes and ways. As soon as he was able to walk she taught him how to fly, while the Indians taught him many other things. Since the Chief was the wisest man in all of Neverland, he took on the task to explore and learn about Peter's spontaneous bursts of power over the years. For as Peter grew, so did his power and he had a hard time controlling himself.
Peter Pan and Tinkerbell were inseparable. Before Wendy, it was she who sang him back to sleep when he suffered from his night terrors. She comforted him when he cried because he thought he was some kind of monster. He had plenty of bad days when his power overwhelmed him, he would destroy things to relieve himself and Ann would materialize and holler at him.
When Peter grew to the physical appearance of a 15 year old boy, he wanted more action and adventure. He wanted to sense danger and Ann was more than willing to oblige for she had been looking for a solution to his violent outbursts. She played the role of a fairy godmother as she catered to Peter's every wish and gave him little bits of authority here and there...
Ann looked to Peter. "If adventure is what you seek I can give it to you. I've been thinking about sending you a challenge to burn off that energy of yours anyway. How if I bring some Pirates to Neverland?" She asked with a smile.
Peter furrowed his brows. "Pirates? What's that?"
They are the most vile and cruelest of earth people I have observed thus far. They sail a ship on the sea. If it's a fight you want, a fight you will have if I bring them here. I fancy one in particular. The captain of the Jolly Roger, James Hook." She finished with raised brows.
Peter smiled mischievously. "Tell me more."
Ann returned the smile. "Ahh dear boy, if I bring him you will need to have a gang of your own, and you will have to live underground. You will need at least eight sharp strong boys, you will be captain so naturally you will need a lieutenant; a second in-command. You will also need a third in-command. I admonish you boy, choose wisely, for these pirates are cunning cut throats. You need a smart fierce second who is strong where you are weak, you also need someone who is smart at building things...weapons and such. The point is, you need a small army to command, or these pirates will have you for lunch." She finished wide eyed with an alluring smile.
Peter's eyes bugged out. "I like what I am hearing, where do I find this second and will he be like me?"
Tinkerbell interjected. "No Ann, you can't bring darkness to this land, you would be putting Peter in danger!"
Ann looked to her. "Yes Tinkerbell but he needs a challenge or he will destroy this place with his power. He needs something to do! The Indians are just playmates, he needs an enemy." Ann explained then looked to Peter. "How about I crown you King and you will be charged with the responsibility to protect me and maintain the barrier? You have too much idle power, mix it with mine and take over the barrier...it will help relive your restlessness." Ann offered.
Peter dropped down on one knee. "Crown me queen, and I will use my power to protect you. I swear it." Peter said valiantly. "Now send me my fun."
Ann held out her hand and a crown materialized and she crowned him. "You are hereby officially King of Neverland with Tinkerbell as your adviser. You will find suitable orphan boys at the orphanage and the prisons for youth in Bloomsbury London. Tinkerbell will help you choose wisely. Find a favorable second who can take your place should the need arise. Once you find him, you have seven days to find the rest, if he's good enough he will help you choose wisely. Then I will bring the pirates and you will have your fun."
Peter stood. "Will he be like me?"
Ann placed her hand on his shoulder. "You can make him like you, if he agrees, now go."
Tinkerbell flew with Peter everywhere as they searched London diligently. They made repeat trips back and forth between worlds to watch the boys they thought would be a good fit for the variety of roles each would play. She helped him pick Nibs and Slightly, both were older than Peter in mind and body. They found Nibs who's name was Tom first in the prison, and Slightly, who's name was James later on at the orphanage.
Obtaining the boys was very dangerous, for the prison and the orphanage were heavily guarded. Peter got caught a few times as he tried to get closer to Tom and Tinkerbell always saved the day with her magic and wiped the guards mind clean of the incidents.
After Peter observed Tom for a while he wanted him because he saw how smart he was,. Tom was cunning, a brutal fighter and a hot head. Tom often got jumped but won the fights because of his vicious tactics. Peter entered Tom's cell through the window in the middle of the night and offered Tom a better life . Peter down right enchanted him with his stories and magic from Tinkerbell who's introduction was 'the most prettiest, wonderful, and magical of all faeries in Neverland.'
Tom was enthused and Tinkerbell was taken aback by Peters high praise and she flew over and hugged the side of his face and kissed his cheek.
It wasn't until Peter returned home with Tom that Tinkerbell began to have an eye for the eternal youth. He and Tom trained and trained and trained with the Indians, always fighting. They trained their bodies until they were in peak condition and she noticed the physical change in Peter's appearance. He became more muscular and more defined.
She began to spend even more time with Peter and less time with her fairy friends. The little fairy often slept on his chest and listened to his heart beat until she dozed off. She went everywhere with him. Peter was her companion and Tinkerbell was his.
Tinkerbell first experienced jealousy when she caught Tigerlily sizing Peter up, that's when she would cut the visit short and convinced Peter to go home.
Tinkerbell saved Peter's life on many occasions, the first threat of death was when he divided his power amongst Tom. Ann, Great Big Little Panther, Tinkerbell, Peter, and Tom stood in a clearing deep in the forests of Neverland. Peter stood in front of him. "You will get half my power and I will give you a new name. Are you sure you wish to become like me?" Peter asked.
Tom smiled. "Yes I do." He said wide eyed and Peter smiled then thought inwardly. "Finally, I can have someone like me."
Ann stood behind Peter. "Follow my lead Peter, do exactly as I tell you." She finished then placed her hands on his shoulders. "I will sustain you while your crystal is out, but you must hang on and follow through." She said.
"Alright." Peter agreed.
"Begin." Ann said and Tinkerbell floated in front of Peter's face, her light illuminating the side of it.
Peter closed his eyes and took his dagger and sliced his palm, he dropped the dagger then placed his hands in front of his lower belly where his crystal was.
"Now carefully remove it with your mind, will it to come into your hands."
Green light illuminated under his skin and grew brighter as it came to the surface then the crystal simply went through his skin and into his hand. Peter's eyes snapped open and he gasped as his knee buckled. Ann grabbed his shoulders and pulled him upright. "Hang in there, now sever it in half with your mind, and put the blood in one half of it." she instructed. Peter's hands shook violently as he swayed. Dark circles faded in around his eyes as the glow began to dim.
"Peter!" Tinkerbell cried and landed on his cheek and pressed herself against him. Peter's eyes rolled back but Ann shot some power into him. "Hang in there I got you, don't stop. Peter, sever it with your mind." Ann said and Peter closed his eyes again and the crystal split in half and Peter's skin instantly began to crack on one side of his body and he grunted from the pain and his heart skipped a beat. Tinkerbell heard this and threw her body against his chest where his heart was and sustained the rhythm while Ann wrapped one arm under his chest to support his weight.
"I can't...I'm dieing." Peter breathed.
"Yes you can Peter, we got you, hurry." Ann pushed. Peter lifted his shaky hand and balled it into a fist and the blood dripped from it and covered the crystal. Peter lowered his hands so the crystals hovered in line with their bellies.
"Now abruptly shoot it into him and yourself simultaneously and it will be done. Get ready Tom." Ann instructed and Tom's heart rate accelerated as he braced himself. Peter put his hands in position, one towards Tom and the other towards himself. He snapped his arms in the respective positions and the two half's of the crystals shot into each of them. The force knocked Tom flat on his back and into oblivion while Ann and Peter was thrown backwards as well.
Ann rolled Peter off of her and laid him on his back. She checked him and saw his skin was clear again and his heart rate was normal, but he was unconscious. "It worked just like she said it would! Chief, check Tom, see if he survived." Ann directed and Great Big Little Panther ran over and checked Tom. "The boy lives." He said.
"Great, now his power is divided, he will no longer overpower us. Now for the connection." Ann said then raised her hands to the air.
Tinkerbell flew into Ann's face."Wait, she? She who? What are you talking about?"
Ann looked to her, it's none of your business." She said then vines shot out of the darkness and impaled Peter and began to suck away his power. "We will now become one." Ann said as she sat next to Peter who still lay unconscious.
"What are you doing to him? How is this none of my business, Peter is my responsibility! Who is this 'she' who told you how to do this? Who else knows him?"
Ann looked to Tinkerbell. "He is fine, he wanted someone like him so we gave him Tom. Now they both share the same power so one can keep the other in line and we don't have to suffer any more of Peter's destructive attacks because he is bored and overflowing with power. He will have the pirates as his toys, he can take his boredom out on them instead of destroying me!"
"What are those things doing to him?" Tinkerbell pointed.
"Binding his power with mine, he will have total control of Neverland, we will be one...with one caveat...he will be 15 for eternity, and he can never, ever leave."
Tinkerbell shook her head. "You never told him that part!"
Ann looked to Tinkerbell. "And he doesn't need to know. It is ultimately my responsibility to protect him and I am doing just that. Don't judge my methods, you don't know the whole story." Ann snapped.
Peter and Tom did not wake up for a week. Tinkerbell as well as the Indians took care of them both, and Tinkerbell never left Peter's side.
When the boys finally woke Peter gave Tom a new name, he called him Nibs.
Ann didn't wait for Peter to recover, nor for him to gather the rest of his gang. After three days she went and swallowed the Jolly Roger up in a raging storm and bought the Pirates to Neverland. Tinkerbell objected because Ann said she would give Peter time to get his little army together before she bought the pirates. Ann said she didn't want to risk loosing Hook, for she knew he would not stay in the Spanish Maine forever.
Ann dematerialized and remained in her Neverland form and challenged Peter every chance she could get. Tinkerbell argued that Ann was purposefully putting Peters life at risk, but Ann countered and said that the challenges would make him stronger. She allowed many things to attack Peter and Nibs as they explored the Island. It was Tinkerbell that kept the boys from being devoured by beasts, creepy trees with goop in them, and other mysterious wiles of Neverland. Much to Tinkerbell's dismay the boys craved the adventures and kept getting into trouble.
Peter's first encounter with Hook was quite brutal for Peter was arrogant and way too sure of himself. If it weren't for Tinkerbell, none of the boys would have survived Hook and his crew. Peter didn't fully discover his abilities, only the fact that he could shoot destructive power out of his hands with more control. Yet he didn't use it, he chose to sword fight with the Captain, the largest man on the ship, and Peter was careless. Peter wanted to play with Hook, but Hook wanted to run him through. Peter suffered many nicks and wounds from Hooks blade and Nibs suffered many cuts as well while performing his duties as Peter's Lieutennant.
Nibs tried his best to keep the crew men from jumping Peter but the men were in no playing mood. Tinkerbell jumped in by sweeping her magic all over the ship and snatched the boys by their shirts into the air, but Long Tom was right on their heels as a cannon ball flew their way. Tinkerbell hollered profanities at the youngsters as she flew them to the shore and they passed out from the blood loss. She cursed again for she had to use even more fairy dust to make them feather weight so she could fly them both back home. Once she reached the unfinished underground home she cursed even more for she had to bandage the both of them. It took so much of her energy that she passed out as well, woke up and cursed them out again.
Tinkerbell smiled at her memories, for she was an intricate part of Peter Pan. She always felt like she owned him, and didn't want anyone else getting close to him. She narrowed her eyes as she remembered Wendy. Tinkerbell was so jealous of Wendy because she was but a fairy and was not large enough for Peter to even look at her the way she looked at him. She secretly wished she was Wendy, she wanted to be the one kissing him in that way. Not just smooshing her tiny face against his enormous cheek, or sleeping in-between his pectoral muscles, or camping out in his hair.
Tinkerbell fell prey to a serious taboo; she fell in love with a human. Such a thing was unheard of, yet it had to have been considered in the past because Tinkerbell found a spell in a book that would make her dreams come true. However, the spell she performed was completely forbidden. Moreover, not forever.
Tinkerbell got up and called room service and ordered a hefty breakfast for the both of them. She stripped the bed and tossed the bedding in the corner then heard the door open. Peter came out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around his hips and a tired smile upon his face. "Your turn." He said as he walked over to his bag and began rummaging through it then spoke. "When you're done, we really need to get back to Tampa, I'm sure they are worried about me."
Tinkerbell watched him and smiled as she basked in the moment then walked over to him and placed her hand on his hand and he looked at her.
Tinkerbell looked Peter in his eyes and spoke. "Peter...you have noooo idea how much I love you. I love you so much, more than anything in my whole life." Tinkerbell confessed and Peter's lips parted, he felt very awkward for she caught him off guard.
Peter licked his lips. "Ummm, I know I can't respond to you properly right now. But I am sure that when I get my memory back, everything will come to light. I will remember you just as you was before I lost my memory and all will be well." Peter assured then kissed her hand.
The features on Tinkerbell's face melted slightly as she was reminded of the harsh reality she tried to bury in her mind. Eventually Peter will remember and what then? Tinkerbell figured she'd cross the bridge when she came to it, and for now she was just going to have her fun.
"I ordered some breakfast, listen for the door will ya?" She said then headed over to the bathroom.
After breakfast they departed for Tampa; Tinkerbell drove her Camaro and Peter followed on his motorcycle. They reached Dr. Smiths house at about 12:30pm. Tinkerbell parked on the street and Peter pulled up in the driveway.
Dr. Smith was home for her lunch hour and was washing her dishes when she heard the sound of a motorcycle pull up in her driveway. She dried her hands and walked out of the kitchen, through her living room and straight towards the door. Before she could open it she heard the key slide in the lock and the door opened and Peter and Dr. Smith stood there staring at each other. Peter didn't expect her to be at the door like this and he was momentarily stunned.
Dr. Smith narrowed her eyes at him as she grabbed the door handle. "Where have you been! We were worried sick! She rasped and immediately grabbed him by the collar and snatched him through the door then slammed it shut.
Peter stumbled and she let him go and he looked at her wide eyed then she raised her hand for she wanted to smack him in his face. "I dare not put my hands on you but you deserve it! Well speak boy!" She yelled.
"Uh..." Peter was completely taken aback. "I'm sorry I...I'm fine, I left and forgot my phone so-"
"You left? With who? Where have you been?" Dr. Smith snapped as she looked him up and down and noticed his clothes and his helmet.
Peter set the helmet down close to the wall and stood upright. "I...I was with...my girlfriend?" He said in a questioning tone.
Dr. Smith calmed down and narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you asking me or telling me? You don't sound sure, Wendy right?"
Peter raised his brows. "No...Belle. Her name is Belle. She came to see me yesterday and told me that she knows who I am and said that she is my girlfriend. So she took me to Orlando and we hung out and...it got real late so I just stayed the night." Peter explained sounding like a child trying to weasel his way out of trouble.
Dr. Smith shook her head. "Peter, you could have left a note..." she trailed off when Peter looked at her like she was crazy.
"Oh, yeah that's right." Dr. Smith breathed then his words hit her. "Well...Peter...you've got to be careful hun. I know it must be very frustrating and difficult to go on without your memory, but you can't listen to everybody Peter!" She reasoned. "You are in a very vulnerable state, you can't trust that everybody is who they claim to be. What exactly did you two do? Did she do anything to you?"
Peter's cheeks flushed and he smiled. "What do you think we did." He said slyly and Dr. Smith looked away as she huffed then Peter quickly spoke. "Other than that we just had a great time...but..." He trailed off then looked down.
"But what?"
"I think she is lying. I can't tell because I've only been with her one night, but I got this gut feeling you know? As far as Wendy goes, she told me Wendy is my x-girlfriend and she is my girlfriend now. Somehow...I just don't believe Belle. When I touch her, I don't even feel anything. We had sex for what seemed like all night, and it was incredible, but..empty. Now Wendy...that girl...when I touched her, I felt her deep inside of me. My body was familiar with hers, she felt like...home. And all we did was kiss and touch...just a little bit." Peter explained then placed his hands on his hips and began to pace as he thought about Wendy. "Man I could just melt in that girls arms...but I can't remember." Peter explained then huffed. "I wish I could see her again."
Dr. Smith walked up to him and stopped his pacing as she placed her hand on Peter's shoulder. "I'm sure your paths will cross again, but for now you gotta go with your gut. Just because you can't remember, your instincts can and seem to dictate otherwise. Use that as a guide. Besides, how come this Belle girl didn't come introduce herself? Everyone else has, even your enemy. I mean, if she's an honest one, where is she? Why did she have to go and whisk you off without helping you leave a note or something to make sure we knew your whereabouts. Peter don't you know she could have taken you somewhere and never bought you back?"
Peter looked down. "I didn't even think about that. But I have no reason to fear her."
Dr. Smith released him as she huffed. "Of course not. I don't like her, be careful. Don't ever leave without your phone. Speaking of phone, call Samantha and let her know you are alright. I have to get back to work." She ordered.
Peter groaned and Dr. Smith walked out the door. Peter went to his room and called Samantha. It was about 12:45pm and he new she was still at school. The phone rang and the answering machine picked up and Peter left a message. "Hey...I'm home...I'm alright, just went to hang with a friend and it got late...um..I'm going to take a nap. See you later I guess." He said sheepishly for he really had nothing to say. He already knew she was going to chew him out, it was simply inevitable. Peter plopped down on his bed, for his escapade with Tinkerbell wore his body out completely.
Five minutes later Samantha returned the call. Peter looked at his phone then huffed and answered it. "Hello-"
"Peter! I was worried sick! I am coming over!" She said as she marched right out of the school and right to her car.
"No Samantha, how about after school, I had a really long night ok?" Peter whined.
Samantha huffed. "Ok I will see you around three." She finished then saw the reflection of the security guard in her window. He snatched her phone right out of her hand. "Where do you think you are going missy? Skipping class? Let's go straight to the principles office and you can explain yourself." The guard reprimanded then disconnected the call.
Peter heard every word and he smiled for he didn't feel like getting yelled at a second time. He went to his contacts and pulled up Wendy's number. It wasn't hard for him to recognize her name, for he only had four contacts in his phone anyway. Peter thought about calling her but began to drill himself on what he was going to say. He gave up and put the phone down on his night stand and looked up and jumped.
Tinkerbell smiled.
"How did you get in here?" He snapped in a loud whisper then sat upright.
Tinkerbell walked up to him. "Magic. Now, you know you can't hang out with that Samantha girl, because you are going out with me in a few hours remember? It's not nice to hang out with other girls when you have a girlfriend of your own, am I right?" She said as she sat next to him.
Peter sighed as he looked into Tinkerbells beautiful face. "I forgot. Man...she's gonna be pissed though, she was really worried."
Tinkerbell smiled. "Well you did let her know you was alright so-"
"How did you get in here?" Peter asked again.
Tinkerbell smirked. "I am sure that by now, you must have realized that you Peter Pan are not human. Right?"
Peter nodded.
"We are both from Neverland, so obviously...neither am I. Now...will you please get me some water?"
Peter yawned and gave up for she clearly danced around his question. He stood and walked out of the room and Tinkerbell watched him leave then snatched his phone. She found Wendy's number and edited it so he would have the wrong number. She quickly placed the phone down and Peter came walking back in the room.
Tinkerbell stood and took the glass from his hand and took a sip. "Thank you." She said then leaned into his face, her eyes wide and full of mischief. "Tonight, I will show you what else you are capable of." She whispered then retreated. "Hanging out with Samantha is nothing like hanging out with someone who knows you. What's she gonna tell you about yourself? What can she show you?" Tinkerbell challenged and Peter shook his head in agreement.
Tinkerbell smiled then departed. "See you in three hours or so." She waived.
"Ok." Peter yawned then plopped down on the bed and immediately fell asleep.
xxxxxxx
The security guard led Samantha straight to the principals office just like he said he would. He would hear none of her explanation as to why she was about to get in her car and leave school grounds. In the end, Samantha was given an ultimatum to expulsion. She had to stay after school every day to help with the up coming school dance. She called Peter but he didn't answer so she left him a message to let him know she would be quite late.
Hook and Andrea...
Then...
"We need to find a paper, I have no time to sit and watch the news, I want to find that scalawag." Hook growled.
Andrea smiled. "Well, this hotel is lavish enough, I am sure they have computers let's go to the lounge we can search for information there."
"Very well then." Hook said and they made it down to the lounge. Hook sat by her side as she searched the internet for the news stations. They found the story about the beach front hotels and even the footage to go with it. They clicked on the video and watched everything.
Andrea raised her brows. "There are no further developments to this story? Wow." Let me search for any other strange unexplained happenings."
Hook sneered. "Typical."
After a bit of searching Andrea found some information about the races. "This issue with the races...it says that all the teens were bought in for interrogation, but the case went cold."
Hook scratched his beard. "There is quite a bit of lag time between the incidences...the fact that they both went cold obviously displays a connection. This means that he is residing in one of two places."
Andrea nodded her head. "Alright, how do we find him?"
Hook stood and began to pace. "Some humans must have taken him in, for the boy couldn't possibly survive out here in the real with his illiterate ass. We should check Tampa Florida." Hook suggested.
Andrea's eyes grew wide at his comment. "Um, wow...yes, we can check schools-"
"No-he wouldn't be caught dead seeking an education miss! He is the eternal youth after all." Hook snapped.
Andrea put her hand up. "Ok, but if he is staying with some humans, perhaps they have a teenager around his age. The races are places teens frequent. If he has made friends, why not check the schools, many schools have after school activities and such or..." She trailed off.
Hook raised his brow at her. "Clever woman, I see your point. However, I've another avenue, we can track him faster by going directly to the source, the police station." Hook said then smiled devilishly.
Andrea raised her brow. "Where you will work your magic, and compel the answers out of them."
Hook raised his brow. "You catch on quite well my dear. Tell me...when I was found, was I alone? Did you dig anyone else up?" He asked.
Andrea furrowed her brows. "No one...why? Is there another? Like you?" She asked intrigued.
"My bosun...Smee. He is not like me, he is something...a tad worse. We must find him, mysterious events may surround his whereabouts." Hook said. "For now, we have a dinner date, on me." Hook finished as he stood and took her hand and led her off.
They returned from dinner and went straight to the lounge and back to the computers. Andrea pulled up the internet. "Tell me about him, let me see if I can find him."
Hook took a seat next to her. If Mr. Smee did indeed land in that wreckage and escaped, he would have tried to create a life for himself. He is a pirate and a fine hunter, fisher, cook, and caretaker. Above all however, he is a pirate. I would not be surprised if he found some sort of occupation near the ocean, perhaps fishing, or perhaps working on land selling bait. That should be his first choice. I doubt he'd go straight to a hospital to care for the sick." Hook said.
Andrea opened her email. "Tell you what, I will send this message to my colleagues...if you didn't kill them all. I will let them know that I am alright, and see if they saw any foot prints. In the mean time, draw the best picture of him you can so I can fax it to the authorities. Also I will check all the names of the fishing shops, perhaps he owns one." She suggested.
Hook scratched his chin. "He would definitely have found a way to work for himself. After all, everyone desires freedom, even my faithful Bosun. Abandon that previous gibberish and find something with the name Smee in it." Hook said then sat back in his seat.
Andrea rolled her eyes at him and after a few minutes of searching she found it. "Smee's Bait n Tackle! Its the only listing I have found with that name, and there's even a phone number!"
Hook smiled. "I know my Bosun." He said with glee. "We will call him in the morning. Pack your bags, we go to Tampa right now." Hook said.
Andrea looked at the time and it was after 11pm. She held her tongue and got up.
Now...
While Peter was asleep in Dr. Smiths house and Samantha was still in school Hook and Andrea headed straight to the Tampa police department. Hook entered the department looking sharp as ever in his black trench coat, his curls were pulled back in a pony and he wore a fancy black hat, dress pants, and shined black shoes, while Andrea sported a tan mid thigh level trench, blue jeggings and black boots. They approached the front desk and the officer greeted them. "May I help you Sir, Ma'am?"
Hook removed his hat as he smiled then immediately captured the officer in his icy blue as forget-me-not's. "What can you tell me about the races? Why did the case really go cold?"
The officer was entranced. "I don't know much about it sir, but there is chatter around the department. I can get you in to the Chief, he's the one that closed the case."
Hook raised his brow. "Take me to him now." He ordered.
"Yes sir." The officer said then found coverage for the desk and escorted Hook and Andrea straight to the chief. The officer boldly opened his door without even knocking and the chief was enraged. "Gibson! Gosh darnit can't ya knock!" He scolded and Hook pushed past the young officer and was immediately eye to eye with the chief and compelled him. "You have information I need, so shut your mouth and listen to me." Hook said then proceeded to drill him.
Andrea stood by Hook's side and whispered in his ear. "Ask him why the case went cold."
Hook narrowed his brows at the man. "I am looking for a boy by the name of Peter, blond hair, green eyes, unseasonably tan, slender, about the age of 15 and stands this high. Was he involved with the damage at the races? Why did the case go cold, who is in charge!"
The Chief stood at attention. "I closed the case. Someone ran across that van and the van hit them, the indentation is in the shape of someones body. The impact flipped the van, not to mention almost severed the entire front half. There was a long deep incision, looked to be caused by a very long sharp powerful sword. The case went cold because this is an unearthly incident. This...person punched the back doors of the van open from the outside. I assume two people were taken because two shackles were broken, but the police did not take a head count of the prisoners. We have yet to find out who those two were. No one has filed a missing report, so that is a relief. Those two youngsters simply an't talkin. We believe this is connected to the Clearwater incident. No one on earth could be behind this. To keep the public calm, we covered it up. But I have a team that is out for the truth. It's all connected to Peter...Peter Pan. My colleague in London, his best Sheriff is missing because she went in pursuit of this boy and his goons. Now her daughter has come all the way out here and has taken up the task as she searches for her mother." The man stopped.
Hook absorbed the information and he remembered the Sheriff and what happened to her. He thought how best to use that information as leverage.
Andrea leaned in to his ear. "What is her name and who is she working with?"
"What is her name and who is she working with?" Hook echoed.
The man spoke. "Sharon and she is working closely with Bob."
Hook sneered. "Give me their contact information and the latest you have on Pan's whereabouts, any leads you have, I want them."
The Chief gave Hook the file and Hook snatched it out of his hand and looked him in the eye again. "Sit down, stare at your desk for five minutes, and forget that we ever came here." Hook ordered then he and Andrea departed. They got in the car and Andrea drove around the block and parked.
Hook sat in silence as he reviewed the information in the file. Everything Sharon had found was in that file. All of her leads, her questioning of Wendy, her connection with Sam, her suspicion of Samantha having a connection with Peter. Samantha's school and home address...everything.
"Jackpot!" Hook exclaimed as he snatched up the picture of Peter and looked at it. He handed the open file to Andrea and pointed to the paper without looking at her. "This is the school address of this Samantha girl, and her home address." He said through his teeth as he kept his gaze on the picture of Peter that he held tightly in his hand. His hand began to shake with rage and if the picture could set on fire by his fierce gaze, I tell you it would.
Andrea's gut dropped as she looked at Samantha's picture then she snapped her head at Hook. "What is that in your hand? Another photo?" She asked with a small voice.
Hook crumpled the picture in his fist.
Andrea reached out. "Let me see it." She pushed then Hook opened his fist and she snatched it from him.
"My nemesis. Pan." Hook growled.
Andrea looked at the picture and her stomach dropped again. "Oh my gosh what am I doing helping this man pursue young children?" She said inwardly then looked at Samantha's picture. "This poor girl! Oh my gosh, her family." She thought inwardly with regret.
Hook slowly turned his heat towards her. "Your silence, and your loathing stare speaks volumes my dear that irritate me to my very core-"
"This is monstrous!" Andrea cried and burst into tears but Hook was not moved.
"I was a monster when you found me dear, I've-not-changed! It is YOU who has grown comfortable and did not hesitate to join in my agenda!" Hook snapped.
"I didn't have a choice! You held me hostage and forced me-"
"Belay that! It is your life or theirs, it has always been and still is. If you wish to live press on, if you wish to die, try and save them!" Hook yelled.
Andrea cried. "This girl she's what, 14, 15? She has a family, I can't, I can't put them at risk!"
Hook raised one brow. "You will lead me forward so I may attain satisfaction as I gut the bastard with this very hook!" He yelled then forcefully slammed his hook into the dashboard on her side and she screamed as she wondered where the hook came from.
Andrea shook in her seat as she stared Hook in his cold eyes and her throat grew very dry.
Hook continued on. "Anyone that stands in my way is collateral damage! If you fail me miss Andrea, this hook will find its way to your neck, and slit it from ear to ear, and another will take your place. It is your choice." He finished in a low deadly tone.
Andrea swallowed and fought to gain her composure. Hook snatched his hook out of the dashboard and it immediately turned into a regular hand. Hook calmed down and straightened himself and they both sat in silence as he allowed her to get herself together so she could drive. Hook pulled out a cigar and rolled down the window and lit it. "Are you ready miss Andrea? We haven't got all day." Hook said and Andrea put the car in drive and headed over to the school.
They sat and watched everyone who came out, their eyes frantically searching for Samantha, but lucky for her, she had to stay behind and help the party committee.
Hook blew smoke out of his mouth as he looked out the window. "Call Mr. Smee for me and give me the phone." Hook ordered without even regarding her, for he didn't feel like looking into her tear stained face.
Andrea dialed the number and Smee picked up. "Smee's bait n tackle how may I help you?" Smee greeted in his English accent and Andrea quickly handed Hook the phone. Hook took it and smiled as he held it to his ear.
"Hello?" Smee asked again and Hook recognized his voice.
"Mr. Smeeeeeee." Hook greeted.
"Captain! Oh Captain you're alive! What happened to ya, where are -"
"SMEE!" Hook yelled and Smee shut his mouth and Hook got right to business. "Catching up with you is one of my top five, but I need you here. Leave immediately. I've found Pan!" Hook said then gave the address and Smee shut down his shop and made arrangements to fly to Florida to meet his captain.
Hook hung up the phone and then looked to Andrea. "Drive Woman, we've obviously missed our target."
Andrea swallowed the lump in her throat and drove off.
They reached Samantha's home, and unfortunately her grandmother was there, sweeping her porch. Andrea's face went straight into a grieving state, but wouldn't dare make a sound. Hook opened the door and got out and Andrea did the same and ran to his side.
Hook smiled ear to ear. "That must be the grams." Hook spat devilishly and proceeded forward.
Andrea hooked her arm with his. "Please don't hurt the old lady, please Captain." She begged and hook didn't even regard her, he just jerked his arm and she stumbled.
"Ahoy Woman!" Hook shouted as he walked up and helped himself right up her steps with Andrea still hooked to his arm.
"Who are you?" Martha asked and Hook immediately caught her with his dilated eyes.
"Enough-where is this boy?" He asked then held up Peter's picture for her to see.
Martha stood in her trance. "He's with Dr. Smith, he's been staying there for a while now."
"Emm Hmm, and who is this young thing?" Hook asked as he held up Samantha's picture.
"That's my granddaughter Samantha."
"What does she have to do with that boy? And does she live here?"
"She takes care of him, and yes."
"Why is he living with...this Dr. Smith?"
"They had an argument so Sammy sent him there."
"Address?"
Martha gave up the address and Hook smiled at her. "Forget we ever spoke, finish your sweep woman." He said then departed.
Andrea let out the breath she was holding and Hook jerked her arm and she stumbled again.
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Tinkerbell looked at the clock and saw that it was 3:30pm. She helped herself into Dr. Smiths house and ran to Peter's room, for she knew Samantha normally got out of school at three.
"Peter, Peter, its time to go, wake up." She said as she shook him.
"Hmmm?" Peter peeked through one eye. "Already?"
"Yes, now get up." Tinkerbell said then pulled him up by the arm till he sat upright.
Peter wiped the crumbs out of his eyes and was trying to get himself together but Tinkerbell wrapped her arm around his back and pulled him to his feet. "I have some awesome plans for us today but we must hurry."
Peter stumbled off and out of the room. "Let me use the bathroom then we can go." He said groggily. Tinkerbell ran around his room and packed his bag and got his sneakers and waited. Peter came back into the room and she rushed him to get ready and he got irritated. "Belle! Stop!" He snapped and stepped away from her.
"Why are you rushing me like this? Why don't you relax, wait till Dr. Smith and Samantha gets here. They are going to want to meet you. I want them to meet you." Peter said as he dropped his bag.
Tinkerbell ran her hands through her hair. "I'd love to meet them too, and I wish you would have told me this earlier. I have plans, there is this motorcycle I bought, but I couldn't take it because I didn't want to leave my car. I need you to take me to the dealer, just real quick. Please?" Tinkerbell pleaded and gave him the puppy dog eyes. Peter stared at her big green eyes and her enchantingly beautiful face. "Yeah but Samantha."
"Oh please don't make me wait, I'm so excited, I'm not sure when they are going to close, and then we can come back, meet your folks and then...then...I will show you something truly amazing. See I know what this is really about. You feel bad because of Samantha, but I promise you, you will not want to miss this."
Peter was struggling with what Dr. Smith said to him earlier, so he was trying to get Tinkerbell to stay but he gave up. "Ok, how do we get there?"
Tinkerbell smiled then spoke to him with her mind. "Just listen to me and I will tell you how to get there." She smiled and Peter's eyes grew wide and he was about to speak but Tinkerbell slapped her hand on his mouth.
"Not with your mouth, but your mind."
"How? Can you hear me?"
"Yes, this is just one of the amazing things I was going to show you tonight. Are you excited yet?"
"Heck yeah!"
"Can we leave already then?"
Peter smiled. This time Peter took his phone, but forgot his charger.
He snatched up his helmet and Tinkerbell put hers on and they ran out the front door and right into Hooks sight.
Andrea and Hook had just pulled up and saw them run down the steps."That's him!" Hook spat then grabbed for the door handle but noticed some small neighborhood children at play right next door.
Peter put on his helmet as he jogged to the bike and got on and started the bike. Tinkerbell got on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist and Peter turned the bike around.
Hook looked down the street and a school bus pulled up right beside their car and blocked his view, then out ran a hand full of children. Hook looked around and saw that the neighborhood was quite active, too active since many children were just getting home from school.
Hook heard the sound of the motorcycle speed off and then the school bus drove off and Peter was out of sight.
Andrea discretely let out the breath she was holding. "Thank goodness he didn't get out and rip the boy to shreds in front of the whole darn neighborhood."
Hook wanted Peter, but he was not about to gut his enemy in broad daylight, and definitely not in front of a crowd of children. Hook and Andrea sat there for another thirty minutes in complete silence, Andrea not daring to say a word then Hook finally spoke. "We know where he lives. He will return. We will strike when it is dark. Still I wonder...why is he living like a human?"
Andrea cleared her throat. "Something to eat then?" She offered. "Perhaps a nice juicy steak?"
Hook looked at her. "You have done well my dear, relax you get to live another day." He said then sat back in his seat.