Chapter 9: Thinking

Wendy sat in a chair, thinking of ways to save Peter. It seemed like she had thought for hours, and she had no idea how to save him. Nothing.

Back with Peter........

Peter sat up, still holding his shoulder. He sat and stared at the damp, wooden, wall, miserable.

He could only think of Wendy falling into the water, imagining her, being attacked by the mermaids, killed and fed to the sharks. Wendy had helped him defeat Captain Hook, she had loved him, she had told the story of him, she had saved his life just hours ago, and now she was gone.

Peter just kept staring at wall, until he noticed a tear slip out of the corner of his eye. He was crying, half from the pain in his shoulder, but more because Wendy was gone forever. He would never see her again, he wouldn't see her face, she wouldn't save him, or help him out of little things, how could she? She was gone. He stopped crying, maybe Wendy wouldn't want him to cry.

Wendy..........
Wendy thought with all the energy she could, once again nothing. She was becoming more scared by the minute, if she didn't think of something quick Peter would die.

Soon Wendy fell asleep in the chair she had been sitting in.

A couple of hours later Wendy awoke to the sunlight coming through the windows. She opened her eyes slowly, suddenly an idea hit her.

She talked through the plan out loud, Captain Isaac thinks I died, if I fly to the ship he'll think I'm a ghost, I can scare him into freeing Peter.

Wendy wasn't positive her plan would work, but it was the only plan she had, and she had no time.

Peter..........

Peter sat for hours, cold and tired. He could hear the crew walking around the ship. Not one pirate came to where Peter sat, not for anything.

Peter, though as gross it was down there, fell asleep. And shortly awoke to the sound of Captain Isaac yelling. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, he winced as he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. He looked at his shoulder, it was skinned and slightly bleeding.

Peter turned his head back to the door he came through, he saw Wendy walking toward him, Peter? She asked. Peter shook his head and closed his eyes, he opened his eyes, she was gone.

How could you do that to her! Pete screamed looking up at the ceiling. To me? He whispered.

Shut up, idiot boy! One of the crew members yelled.

Peter put his head to his knees, he needed to cry, but he just wouldn't cry. That's when Peter thought about Wendy, her smile, her laugh, her. That's when the tears started to fall.


Author's Note: Pretty short, not much of a cliffhanger, pretty stinky chapter. I wrote this chapter but wanted to extend it. Sorry it took so long again. It's been a pretty busy weekend so I didn't have much time. Hope you liked the chapter, besides the length. Thanks for reading and the reviews keep it up!- Pottersweetie