~Sorry for lack of updates, this story got away from me, but I think I know where it's going to go now. Thanks to all my reviewers, hope you enjoy this segment, though it is a bit short.
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Amie fell into a troublesome sleep, full of nightmares of being tossed out by the lost boys, to being thrown back on the ship and tortured by the pirates. It wasn't a pleasant awakening either when a pair of hands roughly shook her awake.
"Come with me, pirate," Peter said, his face dark. Heading out, Amie had no choice but to follow him. She found the lost boys were all seated in one group and Peter sat in a chair in front of everyone.
"You will sit here," Peter pointed to the floor to his right, opposite the lost boys. As Amie sat down, Peter stood clearing his throat. "We have Amie here, who looks like a child but claims to be a grown up. Today lost boys we will decide of that's right and what her fate will be."
"Hang her in a tree!"
"Give her to the Indians!"
"Throw her in the water!"
The lost boys all started yelling out things, making Amie's face go paler and paler.
"Silence!" Peter yelled with a sweep of his hand. The lost boys quieted and looked up to him. "First we got to hear what Amie says, then we decide." Peter beckoned for Amie to get up and start talking. She surmised how she grew up in the hole and the pirates always mistakened her for a child until she got fed up with being below.
"I've been out for only two days when Peter took me away," Amie said. "And up until now it's the best time I've had in my life." The lost boys looked to Peter then to each other. Then all of them jumped up at once yelling different sentences for Amie until peter quieted them with a shrill whistle.
"Lost boys, I have decided that we will return Amie to the ship," Peter held up a hand to ward off Amie's protest. "This is no place for grown ups Amie, not in my tree. We'll stage a fight so hopefully they won't be mad at you for what I did." Amie hung her head and sighed. Maybe it was for the best. They ventured out finding the pirates on the beach.
"Okay Amie, what you're going to do is run out of here with the lost boys chasing after you," Peter said. "I'll stay out of sight unless things get out of hand. Amie nodded and took a deep breath and jumped out running to the men.
"Get me away from these kids!" Amie yelled getting the attention of the pirates. Smee was there with a few of the others Amie still didn't know the names to. The lost boys ran out after her imitating Indians, then stopped seeing the pirates.
"She ain't worth it," Bear shrugged and ran back into the woods. Forcing herself, Amie threw herself onto the closest pirate, then saw Brent behind him. This next action Amie didn't have to fake.
"Brent!" Amie gasped pushing away and going to him. He swept her up in his arms and hugged her tight. "You will not believe what I have been through, I…" Amie's words were cut off as Brent kissed her.
"Brent," Amie gasped as he straightened up.
"I was scared to death for you," Brent hugged her close in a bone crushing grip.
"Brent, need air," Amie gasped.
"Come we'll get you back to the ship and then…" Brent was interrupted.
"You'll face a trail with Captain Hook," Smee said ushering the pirates back onto the boat.
"Trail?" Amie trembled.
"Yes," Smee said. "See there's reports of you talking with some one the day before the raid, yet no one knows who that was." Amie looked to Brent but this time he wouldn't meet her eyes. Before she could say another word, she was rowed back to the ship and locked in her room. She saw Samantha watching as she was rushed by and a figure was seen above the mast. So Peter was following her. Amie was angry and for the first time she felt a feeling of resentment towards the boy. It wasn't until evening that Amie was taken and brought to Captain Hook's office, for her trial.
Walking out, the trail whirled around Amie's head. She wasn't too sure of what happened in there except no argument that she presented seemed at all acceptable. Hook seemed to find fault, with every excuse she came up with and when it seemed that the all inevitable words, 'walk the plank' were going to be uttered, Brent stood up, saying he would take her in as full responsibility. Anything she did wrong, he would be punished for.
Out on the deck it was now evening and Amie stood there, looking out towards the shore. Her heart was heavy with sadness and she wished that Brent let her walk the plank. Let her end her problems and be no bother to any one any more. A silhouette in the sky seemed to be coming towards the ship and Amie straightened up knowing who it was. Not wanting to take part in either side, she picked up the skirts of her new dress and ran towards the room she now shared with Brent.
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Five years later
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Peter looked out towards the Pirate ship. Ever since he sent the girl back, he felt a little bad about it, and tried pushing it back from his mind. But every now and then, every new battle he had with Hook, she came to his mind. Since that day on the deck, Peter has not seen her and can't help but wonder if she was sentenced to a horrible fate by Hook. The plan to rescue the children on board was forgotten. Peter would fly around the ship, avoiding being seen as much as he could, trying to catch a glimsp of the girl, something to let him know that she's okay.
The sound of china breaking startled Peter, and he realized in his state, he flew over to the ship, with out thinking much of it. A scream was heard and then furniture slamming. Then all was silent. Peter remembered what Amie told him once and he wondered, was she now forced to do this? Because he sent her back did he condemn her to this fate?
At that moment, Peter came up with a plan. He would find out what happened to her, and then, if he could, he would rescue her, but not take her to the shore this time. There was a different place he had in mind.
