A/N: Man, I am just on a roll. I am updating now and probably again later tonight or tomorrow. P.S. Don't own Peter Pan.

Sam let another one fly at the sack. It had been three weeks since that night in the kitchen, three weeks since seeing that look of sadness in Hook's eyes, three weeks since she had been trying to figure out what was wrong.

Another punch hit the sack before Sam fell to the floor exhausted. She didn't know how much longer she could do this. She wasn't bored, but she wasn't having a grand old time either.

Hook was hiding something, but what? Did he even know that he had shown sadness in his eyes that night or did he know and was planning something sinister against her?

Sam shook her head. She knew a different side to him than her Granny knew. For the last three weeks she had been eating with him in his cabin at his request and then afterwards they would sit by the fire and either talk or read together.

She wasn't stupid, she knew that he was a pirate and that pirates were evil people, but…for some reason she just couldn't think of him as evil.

She was about to get up and go talk to him when there was a knock at her door.

Sam sat up and eyed the door carefully. Who would knock on her door and for what reason?

"Who is it?"

"It is I, Smee, comin' in with your dinner miss."

Sam stood and quickly opened the door for her dear friend. Smee was actually very nice to talk to and knew a great deal, especially about the captain.

"Where is Captain Hook today? Aren't we dining together?"

Smee set the tray he was carrying down on the table on the opposite side of the room from the punching sack before turning to Sam.

"The captain was called away on urgent business miss. He said he don't know why he might return."

Samantha put on a smile, even though she didn't feel like it. "Oh, well thank you for the meal Mr. Smee. I'll see you a little later on."

"That you will miss. Enjoy your dinner."

Once the door was shut the fake smile disappeared from Sam's face. The idea of not seeing Hook for a long time bothered her more than she wanted to admit.

At first she wanted to get away from him, then he showed her the softer side of his nature, then he was even kind and took her to see her Granny for her birthday, now she wasn't sure what to do anymore.

In a way, when they were together he almost made her feel like a real lady, someone important and special without having to compromise who she was. He brought out the feminine side of her and she found she liked it.

During the last couple weeks, she found that she would actually be worried about what to wear when going to dinner, even though she knew that he didn't care.

She sat down to her dinner and grabbed a roll to eat while she thought to herself.

What was going on with her? Ever since he rescued her she felt like she had to be near him always. That night after leaving the kitchen, she tried to imagine what her life would be like when she left the Jolly Roger and returned home, but she never got any farther than his face.

She couldn't get him out of her mind it seemed like. Every time she thought about going home she just couldn't imagine leaving him behind. Could it be that she…?

Sam dropped what was left of her roll as the thought passed fully through her head.

Could it be that she was in love with him?

Sam started rubbing her temples as she thought. It was true that whenever she tried to imagine her life without him she couldn't see anything at all, yet when she thought of the perfect guy it all came back to him.

That look that was always in his eyes when he looked at her made sense now. He wanted her in his arms.

Sam stood suddenly, almost toppling the table her dinner was sitting at. Not that she would have noticed or cared. She had come to one rather radical conclusion.

She was head over heels in love with Captain James Hook.

All the signs were there, but she just wasn't paying any attention because his presence overwhelmed her. Whenever she saw him her stomach would do flip-flops, her heart would beat faster than ever before, and she would find it difficult to breath.

Hook was the guy for her.

No wonder she couldn't find the perfect guy in her time, he was here in Neverland, a place unaffected by the passage of time.

Sam was almost giddy with excitement at the thought of staying with the captain…no, James…here.

She was so happy that she didn't notice that someone had opened her door until they were already in the room.

Sam turned and smiled at Hook who was just looking at her with his forget-me-not eyes.

"Hello there Captain," Sam said. "What can I…"

"Pack your things. You are going home immediately now that your grandmother has passed away."