A/N: Look at the zombie being all speedy with the updates. Atypical warning, I don't own the characters, bla bla yadda yadda. This is slash people! That means men doing naughty things to other men! ^^ Sorry I just wanted to say the word naughty. ::is beaten with a broom::

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Chapter Two: Happy Thoughts

Think happy thoughts she tells me! " Tink, how can you expect me to find a happy thought in a place like this?"

" I don't know! What has always made you happy?" I stared blankly at the fairy. " Okay, fine.Think about finding Peter." I sighed and closed my eyes and thought of finding the boy. Recognition slowly filling his eyes as he slowly walks towards me. His arms around me as he apologizes over and over for leaving Neverland, and, above all else the want.

" Hook! You're flying!" My eyes shot open at Tink's exclamation. The ground was much further down than it had been. " You found your happy thought!"

" I'm flying." I whispered, not even bothering to keep the amazement from my voice.

" What was your happy thought?" she asked.

I smiled and settled back to the leaf covered earth. " Pan."

She smiled softly, no look of disgust I expected to see. " What is the manner of your feelings for Peter?" The question caught me off guard. I had spent years trying to deny how I felt about him, and when he left I had spent years trying to accept it. She arched an eyebrow.

" I'm not entirely sure." I was not about to admit my feelings to Tinker Bell just yet, not when I'm still struggling with them myself.

Tink smiled and landed on my shoulder. " We'll find him and than you can figure out how you feel about him. What I am sure of is that you never, ever hated him. You never could, could you?" I shook my head. " I know how you feel."

London was dreary and rainy, I had heard it was like this a lot. How could Pan live in a place like this, even with the Wendy girl? Tink sat shivering on my hook with my other hand shielding her from the rain. She sneezed and I pulled her closer to myself.

" How are we going to find him?" I even sounded desperate.

" We'll find him, with luck and hope."

I tried not to sneer. " I am not one for hope, you know this."

She fluttered up to my face, barely able to fly because of the moisture. " For Peter have hope. If you care about him have hope." I smiled and nodded. " Good, now let's keep looking!" Beyond her rain soaked green wings I saw a young man with matted blonde hair and a tired look.

" Peter." Tink turned and made a small noise. " Is it?"

" I.I don't know. He looks like Peter, but his eyes aren't Peter's. Peter's eyes are happy, his aren't."

" He's grown up."

Tink turned to me and furrowed her brows. " So? Why would that make him look sad? He has Wendy!" I flinched. " Sorry."

" He may not be with Wendy anymore. She liked him because he was carefree, when he grew up he could have lost all that."

" Like you?"

I sighed and nodded. " Yes." The man was still standing there, a plethora of emotions dancing across his face. His eyes settled on one, recognition, clear as the day. Not of me, but of Tinker Bell. He was in front of us, rain dripping from blonde locks and running down his cheeks. He was gorgeous, but I shook away that thought as quickly as it had came.

" Who are you? I.I know you, from my dreams." He was addressing me, locking his eyes on mine. He didn't even notice Tink.

" Peter?" I could have reached out and touched him. " Is that you boy?"

He backed away. " I know you! You are real! You, you know about my past. You can tell me who I was, who I am." he said frantically.

" Peter.Try to remember me. I am Captain James Hook." His brows furrowed. " Remember Tinker Bell and the Lost Boys, remember someone!"

" Tinker Bell.I know the name. You." He pointed to the fairy on my shoulder.

" You're.Tink?"

Tink smiled and flew to him. " Yes! That's right. Now try to remember Hook!" I froze, did I really want him to remember me? All he would remember was the evil pirate that I was. I shivered, I didn't want him to remember me that way, but it's better than him not remembering me at all.

" Please remember Peter." Thunder cracked above us caused me to jump.

Peter grabbed my wrist and pulled me along. " Come on, I'll take you to my house. It's cold out here." Tink and I followed him through grungy streets and broken alleyways. My hand went to the hilt of my sword, it made me nervous, this dark London. Peter stopped at what could be considered living quarters, but was highly doubtful. The inside was no better and it made me sad that he lived in a place like this. The lad pulled off his coat and I saw just how poor things had been for him. I have never seen anyone so thin. Even trough the soft cloth of his shirt I could see every bone of his ribcage.

" Do you not eat much?" He looked over his shoulder and nodded. " I'm sorry."

" For what?"

I sighed. " I should never have let that Wendy child take you. I should have killed her."

Peter laughed. " Why didn't you?" I glanced at him, I never expected that reaction.

" Never mind that. Do you even vaguely remember me?"

Peter sat on a raggedy couch. " I.I have dreams with you, or someone who looks just like you. I've had them since Wendy left." I growled, she not only took my Pan, but she left him alone as well. If I ever find that bitch I will cut her open. Peter's eyes fell upon my hand wringing around the razor hook. I felt Tink's small hand on my neck and I curbed my anger for later use. I sat next to him, unsure of what to do. I finally settles on placing my hand on his shoulder. I flinched at the feel of sharp bone barely under his flesh.

" We need to take you back."

Peter gave me a quizzical look. " Back where?"

" Back to Neverland."

A/N2: Cliffhanger! ::evil cackle:: No worries I won't take forever, I promise! ::puts on Tiki head mask and dances around a bonfire:: Review! I give joo cookies!