Chapter 37 Three Prisoners
Sharon returned with the cleaning supplies and saw Dr. Smith cowering in the corner, staring at Peter. She averted her gaze to Peter, who was sleeping quietly with the rag draped over his personals; then back to Dr. Smith. Confusion came upon Sharon's face as she placed the bucket of soapy water and her supplies down on the bed and began to clean Peter in silence.
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Andrea smiled. "I see. Well I'd like to take care of James from here, you should leave now and get some rest Mr. Smee." She said in a calming tone and Hooks stomach tightened at the sound of it all.
Smee looked down at Captain Hook, his face questioning.
Captain Hook's blue eyes fell on Andrea's and their gazes became locked, none saying a word.
Hook cut his eyes at Smee. "Aye Smee, take your leave. You have my thanks. Check on our guests and help them turn down for the evening. They can sleep in the same room for now, its late." He ordered.
"Aye sir. I know this is rough captain, but I think everything is going so smoothly." Smee said cheerfully then retreated.
Captain Hook blinked repeatedly as he softened his demeanor and looked to Andrea then raised his brow. "Everyone that you wanted to live lived." He said sweetly, his tone searching for approval. Andrea sat down on Hook's bed. "Yes, as you promised...so...what can I do for you James?" She purred and Captain Hook inwardly melted as he cleared his throat. Andrea saw the desire in his face, for Hook was too tired to hide his facial expressions.
"Woman I tire of you."
Andrea raised both her brows and spoke frankly. "James I tired of you too, and this waiting and ignoring, and dodging."
Hook furrowed his brows. "You've attained a backbone..." Hook trailed off for he had nothing else clever to say for he knew full well what she was referring to.
Andrea smirked. "Ah hell,what do I got to loose? You threaten me daily...such bullshit."
Hook's eyes grew wide.
Andrea placed her fingers under is chin. "I'm going to move in, and you'll meet me, because you know full well what I am talking about." She rasped then made her move.
Hook was caught off guard, and quickly tossed his awe and met her, just like she told him to and they captured each others lips.
Hook moaned and broke the kiss, breathless and his head began to spin. "What is this feeling overtaking me?" He thought inwardly and Andrea captured his lips and they kissed hungrily. "Oh-my-gosh" Andrea breathed against Hook's lips. "I'm kissing the Captain." She whispered audibly and Hook was smitten.
Hook cupped her cheeks."Are you that fascinated woman?"
Andrea bit his bottom lip. "Yeeessss, and I want you...all of you...right here right now." Andrea said and straddled him then took a seductive bite on his neck.
Hooks blue eyes grew wide and he gasped then panted uncontrollably, for he couldn't remember the last time he had sex with someone he actually gave a damn about. Andrea had creeped her way into the deep recesses of his mind, unawares, and she accomplished this by simply using his name on multiple occasions.
A hot and heavy make out session began, Andrea's fingers were tangled in Hooks black perfect curls, while his hands roamed in and out of her shirt, unlatching her bra, then pulling her shirt over hear head, then he grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her neck to his mouth and bit her.
"JAMES! Don't bite me!" She yelled and Hook sucked on her neck and made a loud smacking sound before her released her flesh and faced her. "I won't. I'd never hurt such a delicate flower such as yourself Andrea. I promise."
Andrea exhaled and nodded her head in acceptance of his reassurance and Hook rolled on top of her and Andrea cupped his round globes. "Oh, you were already naked."
"That is how I sleep miss." Hook informed and gripped one of her breasts and pleasured the other with his mouth and Andrea moaned loud and squirmed then panted. "James." She squeaked, for she was afraid he might bite her. "Do not fear me woman, let me taste...ALL of you." Hook breathed then began to lick her all over her breasts, nibbling squeezing and sucking. Andrea screamed in pleasure with a hint of fear, the mixture had her on edge...and it was pure ecstasy. Hook ran his tongue down her belly and pleasured her with his sucking and nibbling, while he slipped his fingers inside of her. Andrea panted uncontrollably then screamed when she felt his tongue then his mouth on her treasure and it was like an explosion of pleasure.
Hook was very skilled, and within a minute she climaxed and then he just slid himself right in her, large and thick was he and she screamed and tried to crawl up the bed, but there was no where to go.
"You said all of it, don't run, breathe, there's still more." Hook said sweetly as he jammed himself in her and captured her lips.
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Smee went straight to the room and yawned as he looked at Dr. Smith. "My woman you look white as a ghost." He said then looked to Sharon." Almost finished lass?"
Sharon sighed. "I'm working as fast as I can."
Smee wiped his face and sighed. "Well, there are some clothes over there on the dresser for em. Um..I'm normally more hospitable, but it's 1am and I am beyond exhausted lassies. You all can stay in this room for the rest of the night. If you're hungry there's something in that little fridge over there and some water. I'll make proper-"
"Ugh! Ooooh Ah, OH!"
Every brow in the room furrowed as Andrea's loud moaning interrupted the conversation.
Mr. Smee scratched his head. "Um...ac..acc-ommodations tomorrow. Lets just pretend we didn't-"
"OH!"
Smee waived dismissively and turned.
Dr. Smith gasped. "Wait! You don't mean to leave me in here with...I mean...what if he-where are we supposed to sleep?"
Smee impatiently raised his brows. "Yall best make some room in that there bed miss n if he wakes up, I don't know-good night." Smee shrugged then waived and simply walked out the door...and more screams entered the room, then he shut the door.
Sharon sighed as she dropped the rag into the bucket and reached for the towel and began drying Peter. "Doctor Smith...Peter's not going to hurt you. Go to the bathroom and clean yourself up, and I'll go after you."
Doctor Smith shook her head. "No we go together. Please don't leave me alone anywhere on this ship."
Sharon looked over her shoulder. "Well at least get over here and help me dress him so we can get some sleep and stop your mess. Don't you need to hook him up to the IV?"
"Yes, yes I do." She said then frantically began to set it up.
Sharon put a white t-shirt on Peter and continued working. "Look if they planned on killing us we'd be dead already. I mean, what did we do to Hook? I didn't do anything, he has no reason to kill me."
Dr. Smith came over and stuck the syringe in the vein on Peters hand then grabbed some depends and some boxers and began to help. "Hook said...he would advise Peter to kill me. That is truly a wicked man. I mean...he tried to kill Peter not too long ago, and now this?"
Sharon just yawned. "I don't know but I am sooooo daaaaamn tired and in pain, I could use a drink. I didn't even get my injuries tended to. I mean I was manhandled and almost electrocuted to death myself."
They concluded their work and crept out of the room and to the bathroom, all the while Hook and Andrea were going at it. They quickly took turns taking a shower and hand washed their undergarments then put their clothes back on minus the underwear. They both quickly and discreetly made their way back to the room and shut the door.
Sharon exhaled. "That was so awkward, they didn't even know we were there." She said but Dr. Smith just stood there staring.
Sharon looked to the bed then back to Dr. Smith. Come on, get in the bed-"
"Can you sleep in the middle, just in case." Dr. Smith interjected.
Sharon shrugged her shoulders, for she just knew Peter wouldn't hurt her, because he could have left her tied to that chair with Bob but chose to save her, so she felt OK.
They both climbed in the bed and pulled the covers back. Sharon looked at the space next to Peter then realized just how close she had to be to him for Dr. Smith to get in too. She slid under the blanket and Dr. Smith quietly did the same and they laid on their backs wide awake. It was an indeed tight uncomfortable fit, three full grown bodies in a full sized bed. Their shoulders were pinned tight together and Sharon immediately felt the urge to scream, while Dr. Smith felt like she was one with the wall.
"Ugh." Sharon groaned and turned on her side towards Peter and pulled his arm up and draped it behind her as she looked down at him. "I don't want to do this anymore than you'd want me to, but..." She whispered as she stared into Peters unresponsive face then just laid her head down on his chest.
Dr. Smith turned her head and looked. "What are you doing?" She whispered.
"I cant lay here like a pack of sardines in the position of attention, I need to be comfortable. Go to sleep." She breathed and placed her hand just under Peter's chest and folded her arm to make sure she kept it close to her body.
"You are bold." Dr. Smith whispered.
"I am tired." Sharon said then everything became quiet.
Sharon tried to fall asleep but her mind kept replaying all of the events and conversations that took place earlier, and Dr. Smith was trying to find a convincing excuse for her betrayal. This went on for about an hour before sleep could overtake them, all the while Peter never moved a muscle, he didn't even snore.
Everyone seriously overslept, even Smee and the Captain. Andrea woke up about 8am and untangled herself from Hooks long muscular limbs. She sat up in the bed and looked down into his sleeping face. A smile graced Andrea's face, for she felt victorious, she had finally captured her prize...the affection of the monster that called himself Captain.
Andrea quietly removed herself from Captain Hooks bed and dressed herself then crept out of his quarters.
At about 2pm Sharon was the first to wake. Consciousness gently came upon her and she felt a warm body under her. She was relaxing then her eyes popped open and roamed around wildly as her mind quickly reminded her that she was not safely at home. She sprang up and looked down into Peter's face with her heart in her throat. A few uneventful seconds later she exhaled and realized he was still asleep. She looked at his body and saw that it was exactly the way she left it. "You didn't even move, I hope you're..." She thought inwardly and her throat became tight. She quickly reached around his neck, closed her eyes and found his pulse. "Oh thank goodness, that would have been some sh*t." She whispered then looked him in the face. "Why did you bring me here? Did you really kill my mother? I mean, you must of, since...multiple people said so but...what should I do with that information huh? Do I try to kill you? Take you back and make you pay for your crimes? Its not like we can lock you up, you'd just escape, or someone would come. I don't know what would satisfy me-maybe she isn't dead. Hook has got to know something, do you think he knows? Was he there?" She questioned Peter as she studied his unresponsive face. "What was I thinking, its not like you're going to wake up and answer me, you don't even know!" She snapped then looked up at the IV bag and saw it was empty.
Sharon rolled over to face Dr. Smith and Dr. Smith sat up and quickly crawled out of the bed and cowered against the wall.
Sharon narrowed her eyes at her. "Oh my gosh lady. Look, the bag is empty, I don't know how to handle that."
Dr. Smith looked on wide-eyed. "Is he still asleep?"
Sharon smirked. "What do you think? I just questioned him rapid fire style and he didn't move at all, now hurry up."
Dr. Smith did just that. She quickly and cautiously switched out the IV bag then ran out of Peter's line of sight, should he wake up.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Hook and Smee opened the door and came in, followed by Andrea and they all remained by the door.
Hook looked at the two women then cleared his throat. "Andrea."
Andrea stepped forward. "Hello ladies, my name is Andrea. Sharon, I already know you." She smiled then looked to Doctor Smith. "And you are?"
Dr. Smith forced a smile. "Doctor Smith."
Andrea smiled. "Ah yes Doctor, well I am here to accommodate you. I got up early this morning and prepared a room for the both of you. Ladies shouldn't roam or be alone on a ship...a pirate one of all things. You'll find everything you need, breakfast is being prepared, even though its after two. Doctor, what say you for Peter? Did he wake? What should we give him?"
Dr. Smith quickly turned and looked at Peter then back to Andrea, Smee, then Captain Hook.
Hook raised his brows. "Well?"
"Umm, broth, water and juice. He has not moved a muscle, his body has had no activity whatsoever, so he must be really dehydrated. He needs nourishment, and to be kept cool." Dr. Smith replied.
Hook sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm sure he's ravenous, get the boy some real food in addition." Hook ordered and Andrea nodded.
Hook pursed his lips then played with his beard. "I am not sure what to do with you doctor. We need you for his care, but what about when he wakes? Did you come up with something yet?" Hook asked then a half smile crept across his mouth; relishing her torment.
Dr. Smith looked nervously at everyone, as all eyes were on her. "Um...I did it for Samantha?"
"Tuh you're dead." Hook spat and everyone gasped and snapped their heads at him, save for Dr. Smith, she just dropped her head.
Hook stepped away from the door and walked up to Peter; Andrea and Smee quickly followed behind him.
"Sit him up." Hook said.
Dr. Smith looked on wide eyed. "No captain, you should let him rest, he's been through-"
"Its after 2pm, we don't have all day, I want him to come to." Hook interjected then smiled. "That I may play with my new toy" he murmured under his breath.
Smee sat Peter up while Andrea placed the pillows against the headboard, then Smee propped him up.
Andrea looked to Captain Hook. "Will you be giving him your blood?"
Hook stretched his arm towards her and wiggled his wrist. "Absolutely" He answered full of cheer.
Andrea rolled up his sleeve then tilted Peter's head back, placed her hand on his chin and her thumb on his bottom lip. Hook dragged his hook against his wrist and Andrea pulled Peter's mouth open. Hook mashed his bloody wrist against Peter's mouth and the blood flowed freely into it.
Peter's hand flinched and everyone gasped save for Hook, he just smiled then looked over his shoulder and smiled menacingly at Dr. Smith.
Peter's lids fluttered as he began to cough and gag. He tried to turn his head away but Hook gripped his jaw. "Drink it! It will make you strong! Drink it and get up!" Hook demanded.
Dr. Smith crept backwards towards the door, fully prepared to bolt the second his eyes open. "I can't be here, I can't" She murmured.
Hook removed his arm and Peter clenched his eyes, leaned forward and gagged but Hook smacked his hand over his mouth and roughly pushed him back. "Keep it down!" He growled.
Andrea placed her hand on Peter's stomach and stroked his hair back. "Keep it down Peter, you're not going to throw up, let it do its work, like before." She said in a gentle motherly tone, then smacked Hooks hand away, causing him to gasp. Andrea tilted Peter's head back and he panted wildly with a disgusted look upon his face. "Emmmm." He gagged and grunted as he tried to keep it down and follow Andrea's gentle words. "Good, keep it down, it will heal you, let it do its job now, and you can get up and have some chocolate milk, but you need to keep it down." She purred.
Hook looked over his shoulder at the retreating Dr. Smith and whispered. "He didn't open his eyes yet...you both...out the door." He directed then returned his attention back to Peter and Andrea.
Dr. Smith's stomach dropped and Sharon draped her arm across her shoulders and lead her out of the room.
Andrea looked Peter over. "He looks like he went back to sleep." she informed as she stood stroking Peter's hair.
Hook immediately became jealous and narrowed his eyes at Andrea.
She placed her hand on Peter's forehead. "He's burning up-"
Hook pursed his lips and snatched Andrea's arm. She gasped as he pulled her into him and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Smee!" Hook snapped.
"Aye Cap'n?"
"Take over, get him dressed after his stomach settles. Give...give him something to chase that blood with. Then get yourself presentable and meet me back here...I want him on deck, awake or not." Hook ordered and turned with Andrea in tow and left the room.
Dr. Smith and Sharon were standing in Hooks quarters by the door when Hook and Andrea came out of the room. Hook gently pushed Andrea forward. "Go accommodate the women, the doctor stays below deck, the other one comes up." He said loud enough for all three of them to hear. Doctor Smith was so very thankful to Captain Hook...at least he bought her some more time.
Smee looked in the small refrigerator that was in Peters room and pulled out some grape juice, poured it in a cup and put a straw in it. He came to Peter's bedside and shook him till his eyes opened, then offered it to him. "Say lad, here's your chaser, drink up." Smee said as he put the cup in Peter's face.
Peter quickly took the straw to his lips and drank. The juice settled his stomach and he burped very loud.
Smee fumbled in the drawer and pulled out a long sleeved white t-shirt and some jeans and tossed them on the bed. "Lucky when we got this ship, it had a small clothing store inside. This ought ta do for now, how do you feel?"
Peter looked at Smee with his brows up. "Like I got hit by a bus, then ran over by a train and dragged. At least I'm not in that horrible pain-"
"You can thank ya Captain for that." Smee smiled.
Peter smirked. "Yeeees." He expressed wide-eyed.I can feel...that...blood working, disgusting but...I need some food though...lots of it...and...I need you to help me get dressed, I'm sorry...I just cant."
Smee smiled. "Ah boy, ain't nothin to apologize for, you been through hell." He said then removed Peters shirt and continued with the assist.
Once dressed and groomed Smee helped Peter out of the bathroom by the arm and they could hear the all commotion that was going on outside before even getting to the front door.
Smee smiled. "Ah, sounds like they started the party without us. Well come on lad."
Peter furrowed his brows and grumbled in protest but kept it moving.
When they got up to the door Smee pulled away and Peter looked startled.
"Walk on your own, suck it up now. There's lots of young lads out there and they're gonna be lookin at cha." He said then opened the door and just left him there.
Hook saw Smee and turned his way, blowing smoke out of his mouth. "Smeee!" Come, join us!" He cried over the loud music, and dancing women.
"Aye Cap'n!" Smee cheered. Peter came and stood in the doorway and watched his help waddle away.
"The table is not too far. I can make it." Peter assured himself and quickly scanned the deck. He saw Hook, who already seemed tipsy patting his bosun on the back; women, some dancing and some sitting, the large table full of food, various men here and there, and the 'lads' Smee spoke of...all staring, all faces unfriendly.
Peter returned his gaze to the table, straightened up his back and walked very slow. The boys gave him no slack under their scrutinizing gaze. Peter could feel the sweat began to bead up in his hairline as he concentrated very hard to keep his face straight, making damn sure not to fall, and not let his weakness show.
Hook glanced at Peter and knew the struggle. He blew out some smoke then decided to discreetly help him. "Lieutenant!" Hook mirthfully cried and Peter froze and cut his eyes at him, for he sounded crazy.
Hook jogged to him, threw his arm over Peters shoulders and gripped him. "So glad that you decided to join us. Come sit." Hook said as he pulled him along with no warning, the younger boys still watching their every move.
"OH, ok." Peter blurted from shock and trotted ahead for Hook's strides were too long to keep up with. Hook practically tossed Peter into the chair then whistled and waived. "Time to eat, lets go, lets go!" Hook barked and walked to his seat, and everyone who was invited to eat ran to the table and plopped down in their seats, while the others kept dancing and partying.
Hook sat at the head of the table with Peter right next to him followed by Smee and a row full of women. Opposite of Peter was Andrea, Sharon, and some other random men and women, who were all drunk an hour ago.
Hook raised his glass and the entire ship grew silent. "I want everyone to meet my new Lieutenant in training. Peter Pan. You will address him as Lieutenant Pan." Hook paused then looked at the group of brooding teens and smiled with half closed lids. "For he will reach his rank very, very soon!" he finished then looked around the ship. "Raise- your- glasses" he sternly commanded.
"Lieutenant Pan!" He cried.
"Lieutenant Pan!" Everyone echoed and toasted their glasses and drank.
Peter quickly picked up his glass and raised it in the air and sipped the contents and it was amazing.
Everyone cheered and the music resumed as did the party.
Everyone passed the food around, serving themselves and began to eat. Peter ate some of his pancakes but then his stomach began to ache and he spit his food out.
Smee looked at him and whispered harshly. "Whats wrong with you?"
Peter pushed his plate away. "I can't eat that yet. I don't think my insides are healed all the way."
Smee pulled the broth bowl over to him. "Drink your alternate then, and have some more alcohol, you look too uptight, relax lad, have fun." He said then shoved some food in his mouth.
Hook saw the interchange but just filled Peters glass.
Peter looked to Hook. "Captain...we need to talk-"
"Later! You look like a buzz kill, drink up and party boy."
"But-where are we?"
"Gulf of Mexico." Hook said shortly as he stood and took Andrea by the hand and she stood as well.
"Captain." Peter called.
"NOOO." Hook spat rudely over his shoulder and walked off with Andrea.
Peter turned to Smee and the bosun shook his head. "Buzz kill." He said as he quickly stood and ran away.
Peter sighed and wiped his face with his hand and noticed Sharon beaming at him from across the table. Peter did a double take then pursed his lips in annoyance. She stood and Peter looked away "buzz kill" he murmured and began to gulp his liquor.
Sharon sat in the empty seat next to Peter and he rudely kept his gaze straight ahead, not even turning her way.
Sharon stared at his side profile then spoke. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"NOOO." Peter rudely responded just like the Captain did to him.
Sharon furrowed her brows. "Well I'm going to talk to you anyway-why did you have him bring me here if I cant talk to you?" She snapped.
Peter drank more of his liquor and didn't even turn her way. "Why don't you just go get drunk like everyone else. You are the last person I want to talk to." He rasped.
Sharon huffed full of attitude and offense. "No- why didn't you leave me?"
Peter slammed his glass down, his gaze still ahead as he slowly cut his green eyes at her and looked at her through the corner of his eye. She opened her mouth but Peter raised his hand and waived her off, her chair pulling itself out from the table. He moved his hand in a lazy pushing motion and her chair pushed itself all the way to the end of the table with the stretch of his arm.
Peter kept an outstretched arm and never looked her way. Sharon scoffed from sheer insult and embarrassment because it created a scene and those who saw began whispering. Peter lowed his arm and simply returned to drinking alone.
The group of boys whispered amongst themselves. "That's that freak I heard about, he was on the ship then left. Didn't work a day, how the hell is he a Lieutenant already? What is this shit?"
Peter saw them staring and knew they were talking about him. He rolled his eyes and people watched for a few minutes. His eyes fell on Hook and Andrea, who were cuddled in a corner wildly kissing and groping each other, spilling their alcohol all over the place, then a hand slamming down on the table caused him to jump in his seat.
"You are so rude! Get up!"Sharon demanded and Peter wore an annoyed look as he calmly complied and they stood face to face. "You again-"
*CRACK* Sharon smacked him across his face. "Why did you bring me here?!"
Peter turned his head back her way and blinked several times to get his view back into focus. "Sharon, I'm not your hostage anymore." He said smartly.
Sharon sneered. "You're still weak." she said as she gripped his side and Peter's mouth dropped as a waive of pain washed over his face accompanied with nausea. He quickly changed it to anger as he clenched his fist and pain quickly arrested Sharon and she shrieked.
"Let-go" Peter rasped and Sharon's eyes grew wide and she released him, but he didn't release her.
Peter cracked a smug smile. "You must have thought you was some hot shit in that hallway. Did you forget? I let myself be captured, and yeah, it went too far." he shrugged. "Yeah I'm weak-BUT... I am in control."
Sharon furrowed her brows in pain and defiance and Peter got in her face. "See Bob is dead, my friends are safe now, aaannnd...you're on a ship where I am a Lieutenant- second to Hook." Peter chuckled then barred is teeth. "So you have no leverage. You belong to me now, so turn that feist down." Peter growled.
"Let her go." Hook growled in Peter's ear and Peter's eyes grew wide for he didn't know Hook came up from behind. Peter exhaled and opened his hand and Sharon dropped to her knees gasping.
Hook stood to Peter's side and looked to the both of them. "You are both a disappointing buzz kill-"
Peter turned his head Hooks way. "Too bad." Peter rasped and Hook grew livid and grabbed Peter's arm hard.
Peter grunted then raised his brows. "You'll talk to me now won't you." He taunted like a little brat.
Hook pursed his lips. "Get in my quarters NOW." Hook growled and yanked Peter's arm. "Get up woman and get in there." He ordered and turned away but Sharon couldn't move. Smee came by and helped her up and both were discreetly escorted away.
Hook opened the door and as soon as everyone was in and the door was shut, he lost all composure and pushed Peter back so hard that he fell on the floor. *THUMP* "Ahh!" Peter cried and looked up at Hook, who towered over him with his hook in the air. "You dare disrespect me, the Captain, on me own vessel?!"
"Captain!" Smee cried.
"Shut up Smee!" Hook barked.
Peter narrowed his eyes at Hook. "I'm not your Lieutenant yet Captain! I have some conditions of my own!" He rasped.
Hook's eyes grew wide and he crouched down and placed his hook under Peter's defiant chin.
Peter tilted his chin. "You wont hurt me Captain, you swore to protect me, and I agreed to come with you."
Hook raised a brow. "Oh I can hurt you, its called disciplinary action!"
"I have a request, do it and I'll be your Lieutenant, but I'll raise hell all day every day if you deny me."
Hook raised his brows. "The audacity-"
"You want a willing partner." Peter countered.
Hook backed off and stood. "Interesting-Get up and tell me what could you possibly want from me."
Peter looked to Smee. "Mr. Smee...please?" He asked as he held his hand out.
Smee looked at him warily as he helped him to his feet. Peter panted for a few moments as he dealt with the pain then looked to Captain Hook.
"You said...that we are in the Gulf of Mexico. That's not far from Tampa. I need to see Samantha-"
"Are you insane?! You just went through hell to protect them. It's over boy! Bob is dead, Sharon is here, and that girl and her family is free of you. Going back would erase all that you have done and put them back in danger-what if you are seen?"
Peter shook his head in agreement.
"Moreover you can barely stand, you're a mess."
Peter shook his head again. "Yes, but that's why I have you Captain. I need my healing salts. Your blood did good but it can't heal me all the way... and I need to see her. Your power can teleport us in and out of her house, no none would see. We cover up and go when its dark. I have to say goodbye."
Hook waived him off. "No."
Peter sat down. "five minutes...five and I'll fall in, I promise...I'll be loyal, I'll complete the training." Peter pushed.
Hook smiled wide on the inside then looked to Smee. "What say you Boson, should I honor our Lieutenant in training?
Smee raised his brows. "The lad's promisin loyalty sir..."
Hook sighed then looked at Peter. "When do we leave?"
"Now."
"Absurd."
Peter looked at him with a mischievous smile and Hook scowled hard. Peter's eyes opened wide. "Turn the ship around." he demanded mischievously.
A memory quickly washed over Hook; it was of the time when he was his younger self with the sole purpose to manipulate Peter into letting him in. He remembered how he was part of the lost boys, and how he was running around with Pan, causing all kinds of mischief on earth. The memory made him smile as he had never forgotten the fun he had as part of Pan's gang. "You do show a good time." Hook whispered.
"Huh?" Peter prompted.
"I'll do it." Hook said then started for the door and Sharon sucked her teeth.
"Hey what about me?! Captain Hook, have him tell me why he bought me here!" She snapped then turned to Peter. "Are you going to tell me why I am here?"
Peter cut a blank stare at Captain Hook and Hook returned it then looked to the ceiling and sighed with heavy aggravation. "Two buzz kills in one night, alas, I am not all the way sober!" He complained then murmured a few more things then looked to Peter. "Are you going to tell her why she is here? Because I haven't the slightest idea."
Peter looked to Sharon then exchanged his blank stare to a roguish smirk. "No, not tonight, I'm enjoying her anxiety." He finished and Sharon ran up to him and Peter stepped back with fire in his eyes. "You learned nothing." He snapped and Sharon caught herself and slowed down.
Hook huffed then narrowed his eyes at the two. "Very well Pan, you two better behave, no fighting-Sharon, he is my Lieutenant in training, second only to me. I suggest you quench that fiery temper woman, we've yet to find out why he has you here...it just may very well be to end you." Hook said then went out the door.
Peter stood there with a smug look on his face as he stared at Sharon, while she beamed at him. Peter would have told her why he bought her if she asked nicely, but now he was even more pissed. He took a seat on the sofa and saw there was a bottle of rum and several glasses on the table.
Smee reached in his pocket and pulled out some herb and began to light it. He simply walked over to Peter and passed it to him. "Have some lad." He said and Peter took it, and Smee looked over his shoulder at Sharon then walked off to tidy up the room.
Peter looked at Sharon and blew out some smoke. "Come over here, nobody's gonna kill you." He invited in a nonchalant tone.
Sharon's angry face broke into one of relief and her eyes began to water, for Hook's comment made her really fear for her life.
She walked by and took her seat next to Peter and he turned towards her with the joint in his mouth. He blew out some smoke and handed it to her. "Its sweet, like raspberries or somethin, its relaxing."
Sharon looked from his green eyes to his full lips then to the joint in his hand and took it. Peter raised his brows and nodded his head and Sharon took a drag. Peter smiled and turned to the table and filled two glasses with rum.
Sharon took a few more nervous drags as she watched Peter, anger still evident behind her eyes. He traded the joint for a glass and she took it to her lips. "I don't like you Sharon." Peter flat out said and Sharon almost choked.
Peter took her left hand into his and the minute he touched her, he slowly began to drain her. "Get off of me." Sharon spat as she tried to snatch her hand away but Peter held it tighter. "And because I don't like you I am going to torture you for what you did to me."
Sharon scoffed. "And you killed my mother-"
"You don't know that"
"Neither do you but when I find a straight answer-"
Peter abruptly gripped her belly with his free hand and snatched all the energy out of her body and she passed out mid sentence. Sharon's head fell back on the couch and Peter closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as the energy washed over him and then he stood up. "Mr Smee...did I -"
"Whats that lad?" Smee answered from across the room.
Peter shook his head. "Nothing. I'm going to take a nap."
"Whats with her?" Smee asked as he came walking up.
"She fell asleep." Peter said and went to his room.
Smee laid Sharon on her side the got a blanket and covered her with it. He went to his recliner with a glass of rum and drank it then fell asleep.
Thirty minutes later Hook and Andrea came into the room and laid down in the bed and fell asleep. Hook ordered the crew to have the ship sail near the shore but far enough away not to cause attention until they were ready to head to the docks.
At about 11pm Hook and Peter got dressed in dark clothing, both wore beanies and black hoodies. Hook had to tie his hair back and braid it to contain his thick curls. Smee naturally tagged along as well to perform his driving duties.
The three of them boarded a speed boat and lowered it into the water and sailed off to the docks. They tired up the speed boat and go into Hooks car and drove towards Samantha's house. Peter kept his gaze out the window. "Stop at an ATM, I need lots of money."
Hook sighed. "How much?"
"How much would fix the damage to her house?"
"How bad is it?"
"Bad."
"I guess drain three I don't know boy. I live in Neverland now...well judging on the cost of the hotels we stayed at...I'd say my approximation is correct."
They drove around so Peter could retrieve the money. He stuffed it in some plastic shopping bags, then they drove to Samantha's and parked a block away.
Peter leaned forward in his seat and gripped Hooks shoulder. "You ready?"
Hook grumbled and closed his eyes and they both disappeared and reappeared in Samantha's hallway. The house was dark, for everyone was asleep. Hook looked towards the living room and pointed, indicating that he'd be waiting in there. Peter nodded and removed his hood and beanie. He crept to Samantha's room and saw the door was cracked. He pushed it open with his foot and stood in the doorway.
"Samantha." He whispered then crinkled his bag and Samantha heard it and opened her eyes. He placed it on her dresser and Samantha's eyes grew wide and she scrambled to get out of the bed and she ran to Peter, grabbed his cheeks and planted a big kiss on his lips. Peter didn't hesitate to cup her cheeks and kiss her back. He was so happy to see that she was alright, since the last time he saw her she was hurt. Samantha was so glad to see him as well, for the last time she saw him, he was being carried out of her house by Bobs men.
The teens broke the kiss and touched each others face. "I'm so glad you're OK." Peter whispered.
"Yes I am, I'm so glad to see you, I thought I'd never see you again." She whispered then unzipped his hoodie. "You smell so good." She breathed and quickly slipped her hands in his shirt and squeezed his abs and Peter's mouth dropped from the rush of pain. He quickly grabbed her by the wrists and wrapped her arms around him, and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and smothered her. "Girls and their squeezing." Peter said inwardly.
"Peter, change your mind. Don't' leave me in regret."
"Samantha, don't." Peter breathed. "I came to say goodbye...you know you'll never be safe with me around. Please, I only have a few minutes." He said over her shoulder then pulled her off of him and kissed her hands and held them to his chest. "I have something for you and your family. He said then looked to the bags on her dresser.
Samantha looked as well then back to Peter. "What is it?"
"Its money for the damages to this house. I'm so sorry."
Samantha's mouth dropped. "Oh my gosh...thank you Peter...you don't have to apologize, you sacrificed yourself so we could be left alone-"
"And I'd do it again-"
"How did you get away?"
"I had help-"
"From who?"
"It doesn't matter, Bob is dead. Sharon is gone...and Doctor Smith...betrayed me."
"Woah...I know, she is a liar, she turned you in or was part of it. Where is she?"
"I don't know, nor do I care. Shes no threat. She said she did it for you guys."
Samantha breathed. "That sounds like something she'd say...OK...but what about all the other cops?"
Peter shook his head. "You don't have to worry. They saw me get taken. Its their fault that they lost me. You and your family did your part, and your freedom was guaranteed, they all know that. If they come say never saw me again. As long as I am not seen with you...ever...you are safe."
Samantha removed her hands from his and lowered her head as she retreated backwards.
"Don't look so sad Samantha...I'll visit you one day...after I get my memory-"
"About that, where are you going?"
"Back home, I finally have a way."
"Wendy?"
"No, shes already there. I went and came back, to save you. Now I must go back and go on a mission to get it back. Listen...don't worry about all that. Just know, that as long as you don't change your phone number-"
"No Peter. You cant come in and out of my life. How can I move on? How can I meet a decent guy and have a healthy relationship if I keep comparing him to you? I must let you go, and get over you...never to see you again."
Peter pursed his lips. "That's smart. Its crappy too...but its the best thing. Aren't you glad we didn't...you know?"
"Yes, because I wouldn't be able be strong."
Peter smiled and pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and handed it to her. "Thank you." Do you have my healing salts?
Samantha took the phone and placed it on the dresser then went to her closet and rummaged through a bin of clothes and pulled out the jar. "I hid this just in case our house got searched.
Peter zipped up his hoodie, placed the beanie on his head along with the hood, then took the salts. "Go back to bed."
"How are you going to get out?"
"Same way I came in. Goodbye Samantha." Peter said then waited for her to get in her bed and then he left her room. Peter walked down the hall and turned the corner and saw Hook leaning up against the wall, eavesdropping. Hook smiled for he was caught off guard.
Peter nodded his head and placed his hand on Hooks shoulder and they teleported to the car.
Peter let out a long exhale, as he sank into his seat, utterly exhausted and in pain. The ride back to the docks was a silent one. They all got out of the car and made their way to the speed boat and sped off. Peter looked at Hook while Hook stared at the ocean. "Thank you Captain, for letting me see her one last time." Peter said as sadness filled his heart.
"Of course boy. I do not regret allowing you to obtain closure. We sail for Neverland in the morning. We need to obtain fairy dust on the way, but rest assured, I am committed to our mission. I feel if we work together, strategically, we will succeed." Hook said then looked away and Peter extended his hand and Hook saw it out the corner of his eye and he returned his attention to Peter.
"And I'm committed to mine." Peter said and Hook shook his hand.
"You'll make a fine Lieutenant. I'll train you well."
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They made it on deck and the three walked to Hooks quarters, it was about 2am.
"Before we turn down, I'd like to recognize your commitment with a token. Mr. Smee, my jewelry box." Hook said as he lead Peter to a stool and he sat and yawned. "Sure." Peter breathed.
"You will receive your first ear piercing, the rest, you must earn."
Peter looked at him and huffed. "You're goin all out with this."
"Tis a serious thing boy. It is honorable, tilt." Hook instructed as he guided Peters head to the side. Hook cleaned Peter's ear and pulled at the cartilage part, that is usually never seen due to his wild hair. He wanted his first piercing hidden. "Ill give you one of my earrings from my early years of piracy. It is very special." Hook informed and Smee put the earring in his hand.
Peter closed his tired eyes. "I don't know if I can accept that. It seems like a big deal."
"It is. Don t worry, you are blood, and yes, you becoming my Lieutenant is a big deal, now hold still."
Peter complied and Hook's hand turned into his Hook and he pierced Peter's ear with the tip and quickly put the earring in.
"There." Hook said and Peter just sat there, a strange feeling washed over him and went away. He sat himself upright and Hook handed him the mirror. "What a fine Lieutenant."
Peter looked at it then looked at Hook and smiled. "I feel like a pirate already. Thank you." he said trying to be polite.
Hook looked to Smee and smiled, knowing Peter was uneasy. He then looked back to Peter. "Go to bed. We will celebrate publicly tomorrow, and I'll have your garments tailor made. Everyone on this ship will fall under your command, second only to me that is. But you cannot have Mr. Smee, he belongs to me. Get your own."
Peter smiled. "Naaaa...I don't need a 'go fetch', the three of us is enough."