January, 1940

Evelyn,

If anything should happen to me, I want you to be rest assured that I have always and will continue to love you even in death. If I am to die, you are to take control of the ship. I know you will do a wonderful job for I did train you, didn't I? However, if you do not want to perform such a task, Jack Sparrow will take over. Take care, and I will always be with you.

James.

It had been four months since the epic battle. Evelyn couldn't stay in Neverland, she had later found Wendy and the two returned to the still war-stricken London. To leave one war and return to another. Evelyn exited the medical clinic as she drew a cloak tightly around her, the brisk winter air chilling to her very soul. She lowered her eyes to her pocket which contained a letter from the local doctor, and with a trembling hand she pulled it out. For a few months she had been ill, and was putting on weight. Looking around and noticing there was no sight of life, Evelyn tore open the letter as Wendy approached her with a gentle smile.

"Are you all right?" She asked, drawing an arm around her cousin's shoulder.

Evelyn bit her lip and began to read what the doctor had written. And the letter dropped out of her hands as tears streamed down her face.

"What is it…?" Asked Wendy, knowing it was better to hear the results from Evelyn instead of being rude and looking at the letter by her feet. "You're not dying are you?"

Evelyn shook her head. "Even worse…"

"What on earth is worse than death?" Wendy declared. "Come on dear, tell me!"

"I'm… pregnant".

There was an awkward silence between the two upon Evelyn's awaited answer.

"But I thought you couldn't have any more children since the miscarriage".

"So did I". Evelyn frowned.

"You weren't raped again, were you?"

"No".

"Since when did you get a boyfriend and not tell me?"

Evelyn turned away as her shoulders began to shake, and her tears became more violent. "Oh shut up!"

Wendy sighed. And picked up the letter by her feet. Evelyn was four months pregnant. Four months since Neverland. Four months since James Hook. "Oh god… Ev… it's James, isn't it?"

Evelyn nodded.

Wendy had no choice but to draw her crying cousin into a tight embrace. "You'll be all right… he could still be alive…"

"He was going to sacrifice himself, Wendy. I could feel it".

"What else happened on board the ship?" Wendy asked, as the pair sat down on a bench outside the hospital.

"He told me about my mother". Evelyn sighed. "It is not a pleasant story".

"Go on. We have time".

Evelyn explained to Wendy the truth about her mother. Wendy embraced her comfortingly, letting a soft hand pat her cousin's belly gently. "Another generation of Pirates, then?"

"I…"

Sirens rang throughout the Hospital square.

"Evelyn!" Shouted Wendy. "Where are we going to go? Home is too far!"

Forcing herself back into normal status, Evelyn looked around. The hospital was most likely an easy target. An old church was about five hundred meters away. "This way!"

They gripped hands and ran, as fast as they could, to the church. It was completely empty and looked like it had been a resting place for the homeless. "Under the chairs, pull the cushions off in case they bomb it so we can protect ourselves from the glass". Evelyn reached into her cloak pocket and with relief found her pistol. She pulled it out, and loaded it.

"What if we get captured?"

"We won't".

There was silence for a minute, then a soft whistling and a giant smash from over head. A bomb had landed in the middle of the church, but had not yet exploded.

"Wendy!" Shouted Evelyn. "Wendy!"

"Over here…" Wendy whimpered.

"Oh Wendy…" Wendy was caught under it.

"Just go Evelyn! Go! You have a new life to raise!"

And Evelyn ran for her life, as the bomb exploded and flames began to tower around her. Strong arms then grabbed Evelyn under her own, and she was lifted upward, away from the burning church, away from Wendy's body, away from London.

And Evelyn let out a scream as she saw the face of her saviour.

It was James.

"Is she awake yet?" Demanded James as he sat at his desk, in his cabin.

Smee looked up and shook his head. "No. Maybe if we hit her with something?"

"Don't be daft". Hook snarled. "Pity we were a tad too late for Wendy".

Smee shrugged. "You win some, you loose some".

"No… Wendy…" Evelyn murmured.

Smee and Hook simply looked at Evelyn, baffled.

"They had been like sisters throughout their entire life… no wonder why she's hurt". Said Hook with a sigh.

"Pan would be neurotic". Smee grinned. "Neverland would be iced up by now".

"Thank God we're no longer there". Hook raised a goblet to his lips and drank. "No more petty attempted duels, no more ticking crocodiles, no more longer than necessary winters…"

"No more pixies!" Smee said happily. "No more mermaids, Lost Boys…"

"No more Pan!" Hook declared triumphantly.

Evelyn's eyes fluttered open to vivid sunlight, and she quickly covered them with her hands. She then moved her hands around her body in quick movements, to check she was still alive. Evelyn sat up, eyeing Hook and Smee.

"This episode has been played over already". She murmured. "You're dead, and I'm dead. But what the hell is Smee doing here?"

"No one here is dead, Evelyn. Pan banished me from Neverland, so after I sliced his own hand off I left willingly". Hook smirked, darkly. "And now that octopus has a new victim to lust after".

"Wendy", muttered Evelyn. "Why didn't you save her?"

"We got there too late". James shrugged. "Smee, leave us".

There was a gentle click of the door as Smee exited the cabin.

"Why didn't you contact me? I thought you were dead, James! It's not that hard to drop by and say 'Oh, hello. I'm alive, just thought I'd tell you to save yourself from going into depression and avoiding attempted suicide!'" Evelyn snarled, as she rose to her feet. Stumbling slightly, she walked to James's desk. "But damn it, I still love you". She threw herself onto him, and pressed her lips against his, James letting his goblet to fall to the floor.

About a minute of intense passion passed, and they broke for air. Evelyn rested her head against James's shoulder, his arms around her back allowing her to be pulled close to him while she sat on his lap.

"Where are we, anyway?" Evelyn asked in a soft whisper, her breath drifting over James's neck.

"Heading for the Caribbean". Replied James, using his left hand to gently stroke Evelyn's soft hair. "Jack has some old friends there that will let us stay for a while".

"Then, we begin our life as Pirates, right?" Asked Evelyn, not moving her head.

"Our long-awaited life as Pirates. Ambushing, murdering, looting… oh how I missed those days".  James laughed sickly, his hand running under the back of Evelyn's shirt, feeling her bare skin and the scars from Pan's whip. She still flinched when they were touched. "Who did this to you?" He growled.

"Pan". Evelyn sighed, brushing her lips over James's neck, cheek and chin. "But it's all right. I'm fine".

There were a few moments silence as they embraced tighter, James nearly falling backward off his seat. Evelyn closed her eyes as she let James's scent fill her nostrils, almost drifting off to sleep. Before she felt something sliding around her finger. She lifted her head up and looked down to the source of the touch, and she wasn't surprised to see James's fingers around her own. She gave him a quizzical look, then he simply smiled and removed his hand. And to her surprise, a glistening diamond ring sat on her ring finger of her left hand.

"James…" She simply said, her voice baffled. "This is… a different way to propose…"

"I couldn't exactly get on my knee now could I?" He smirked. Awaiting her answer. A no, he'd most likely do something he'd regret. But there was no need. For no sooner had he thought of what he'd do if she said no, Evelyn was kissing him.

"I take that as a yes, then?" Smirked James once more.

"I wouldn't be kissing you otherwise". Grinned Evelyn, as their kiss continued.

It wasn't Wendy's body that died in the blast. For it was a female of the Hitler Youth that had a great likeness to Wendy Darling, and had planned for the bomb to drop in the Church where Evelyn stood. In fact, the female spy had escaped the blast seconds after Evelyn left. She had seen the stranger who had rescued Evelyn, taken her up in a floating ship which seemed to vanish a few seconds later. The spy removed the blonde wig and threw it upon the ground, as bright red hair flushed out over her shoulders. A sneer crossed her lips as she ran for the fighter plane that awaited to take her back to Germany.

"And there she is!" Declared Jack with much enthusiasm as he swung down from the bird's nest of the Jolly Roger. "My beloved!"

As James Hook exited his cabin and adjusting his red velvet hat, his gaze fell to his brother. "What, that thing over there?" Hook gestured to a small overturned dinghy floating a few feet in front of the Jolly Roger.

Jack gave his brother a 'give me a break' look, then pointed to a large ship on the horizon. "The Black Pearl".

James snatched the telescope from Jack as he peered through it. The ship itself was rather dark looking, completely black and seemed to move at a fast pace. Faster than he had seen any ship move in his lifetime. "That". He asked. "Is your ship?"

"You can look, but make sure you wipe your drool up". Jack smirked, and lifted a half-drunken bottle of rum from a nearby barrel.

"I'd rather vomit". Snarled James, exiting to his cabin with a violent slam of his door.

"He's jealous". Snickered Jack to himself then checked his compass that never pointed north. They appeared to be going in the right direction, and as the sun set he retired to his own cabin.