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Chapter 2: Forever is an awfully long time.

It had been 4 years now since the death of Wendy's father and things had not gotten any better with her family. Her mother had found loosing her father all too much and had tried to cope the best she could. Only a year after loosing her father did Wendy loose her mother to eternal rest too. Her mother had worked herself so hard that she hardly ever slept and gradually wore herself down, until she passed away. Wendy was devastated she had lost her mother and father at such a young age and now the boys; her brothers had to go into an orphanage. She hardly ever saw them and when she did she found it a most painful experience.

But Wendy pushed on her daughter Lucy was coming up to four years old and she loved her so very much. Lucy had dark blonde hair and shiny blue eyes that every time Wendy looked in to made her world seem ok again. John had married a beautiful young woman named Penny and had settled down not far from where Wendy and Chris lived for which she was glad about but neither of them were capable of taking on the lost boys as their adopted children. Even though Wendy had asked Chris a dozen times over, he always put his foot down and told her not to be silly.

So Wendy carried on the way she did, her usual every day life. She hated it. Wendy now more than ever wanted to return to Never Land and take her daughter and brothers with her. Every night she would lie awake for an hour or so just wondering where Peter was, if he remembered her and whether he had any more new enemies to fight. As her mind once again drifted to the thought of the horrible villain Captain Hook, a man far away in a distant land was thinking just the same…

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On an island not too far away from Never Land, laid a man with a hook. An Indian tribe gathered around the body that now lay upon the white sands of their beaches. A tall man with his face painted red and markings much the same of the tribe in Never Land approached the strange man with a stick, nudging him a little to see if he was still alive. But no movement came from the creature and the Indians gathered around picking up his body and taking him with them in to the jungle.

A few hours passed and the Indians had reached their homes as the chief came down and thanked the brave warriors for bringing him back with them.

The chief then told them to put this lost soul down in one of the tents and leave him. They did as they were told and went to kneel outside the tent as the chief made his way in alone closing the cloth across the door.

Taking off the man's shirt and his harness with the hook; the Indian started his prayer for the man to live, a strange voice escaped Hook's lips as he opened his eyes looking vaguely around at where he was. His eyes glazed a touch and his head fell back to the floor beneath him.

"Where am I?" He asked moving his hand to his face and rubbing his eye slightly. The chief looked down on him as his hands came to rest upon his knees

"You are with friends; there will be no fighting here you understand me?" He spoke his voice deep and hollow to signify that of a great and true warrior. Hook looked up at him and figured he must be in Tiger Lilly's tribe and this must be her father. Nodding grudgingly he had no time for games with the chief, he needed to get back and teach Pan a lesson for good this time. Sitting up Hook looked down as the sudden realisation of him missing his shirt and hook came to fall to place.

"Where is it?" He growled lowly and harshly probably more than he meant to. The chief knew giving him back the hook would almost certainly put his men in danger and he did not want to risk that. Taking it in his hand he showed hook the harness and stood up offering his hand to the fallen soldier. Taking it Hook stood up and matched the chief's height perfectly.

"To get this back you must earn our trust, without it you are weak but with it you are strong. I have heard of your battle with the young child Captain Hook and I do not wish the children in this tribe to be put to the same test. You are no longer in Never Land Captain and here you WILL abide to our rules. I will have a tent set up for you and you shall be our guest here…Prove to me the rumours I hear are true and you shall die earn my trust and I shall grant you permission to leave the island and to give you your hook back." The chief rounded off perfectly making Hooks eyes glow red with anger. Knocking the chief back with his arm, Hook sat upon him using his good arm to hold the chief down.

"Do not test me!" Hook growled and attempted to move his arm to reach for the harness but was over thrown by the chief who now pinned him to the floor knocking the harness out of reach and pulling his dagger out to his throat.

"Like I said Captain without your hook you are weak and it also is your biggest fear should the child find out…" He trailed Hook's eyes coming to a sudden realisation that what he said was true, should pan ever find out this sort of information he would be done for. But then again he was old…alone…and done for…He remembers the cheers as his body slipped in to the jaws of the waiting crocodile. His only hope from that point on had been the poison he kept with him that killed the crocodile and eventually led to his escape, but the water had been heavy and he knew Pan was no longer in Never Land. As he tried to swim he had been hit across the head by a rock and his thoughts and his fear subsided as he fell in to what he thought would be his eternal darkness.

The chief had now released Hook and had gone outside leaving his men to prepare his tent. As Hook sat up he struggled to his feet once more and slowly put his shirt back on; glad it hid the stump of his right arm. Although he just managed to do it up on his own he felt pathetic and weak and his emotions

"Pft emotions…" He spoke low and slowly as he felt the pain rise in his chest once more, their words echoing in his mind like fire. Slowly pulling back the cloth he stepped out and the sun setting across the sea hit his eyes like a passion. He wasn't in Never Land for sure but it was just as beautiful in his mind. Though a powerful and strong man Hook was just as weak as any other man here in this tribe. Without his Hook he remained powerful but not strong he had no chance to get out of this tribe and off this island without it. He had never fully come to realise as he looked around at the families and the children how much of his life he had missed out on, saving every ounce he had to kill Pan but all along Pan had what he would never. He had a Wendy and Hook was alone, depression started to phase in now and Hook merely tried to shove it to the back of his mind but however constant the joy of killing Pan would be it could never replace the fact that he was truly alone and now more than ever stranded on an island with people he didn't know and knowing as much that nobody out there was looking for him, not even Smee.

He had to get back to Never Land he was sure of that but first he needed to earn one mans trust and Captain Hook was sure as he looked over at the man himself that this would be his greatest adventure yet.

"To live will be awfully big adventure…" He echoed a thought of something Pan had said to him a long time ago…

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Back in the real world Wendy was struggling. Even though she dare not admit it to her husband she feared her self coming down with the same fever her father had four years ago. A constant stabbing pain in her chest every time she moved every time she rushed around. But Wendy was a strong young woman and had fought off the pain and discarded it as being growing pains or a simple bout of flu.

One morning Wendy awoke to a noise in her daughter's bedroom. She smiled at the familiar sound; every morning after her husband had gone to work Wendy would go back to bed and wait for her daughter's surprise. Her daughter often liked to see how far she could push Wendy, just like most children she was a little naughty but knew when to stop. Wendy hid her head under the blanket pretending to be asleep as her young four year old daughter pushed open the heavy door to her room. As the girl came in silently as she could she pounced on the bed and laughed loudly as her mother pretended to be frightened. Laughing Wendy grabbed Lucy and tickled her as her brave young smile spread across her face.

"Mommy n…no…please….I'm sorry" Lucy said between laughs. As Lucy rested her head back against the pillow, Wendy let her arm fall around her own waist and she watched as her daughter played with her pens and colouring book Wendy had made for her.

"Lucy…" Wendy whispered softly and lovingly moving a strand of dark blonde hair from the girl's face as she turned to face her mother

"I love you…" She whispered again smiling and embracing the young girl as she hugged her tightly. Wendy need not tell her more than that as Lucy wouldn't understand. But Wendy knew she was getting worse and would await the doctor's arrival today for conformation of her fears.

"Mommy?" Lucy asked looking at her colouring book at a picture Wendy had drew for her

"What's that?" She asked pointing to the picture of Never Land.

"That's a land very far away from here called Never Land; it's where Peter Pan lives…" She trailed smiling and remembering the first time she had told the story of Never Land and Peter Pan to her brothers.

"Who's Peeper Pan?" Lucy asked still colouring in her book.

"It's Peter Pan and he's the boy who never grows up…" Wendy smiled resting her hand on her daughters back as she rested up on her arm.

"Why doesn't he grow up?" Lucy asked inquisitively

"Because he…" She was cut off by the door bell ringing downstairs. She knew who was there before she even got up to go answer the door

"Lucy go play in your room until I call you for breakfast ok sweetheart?" Wendy told her and Lucy smiled heading off towards her bedroom. Wendy put on her dressing gown and went down the stairs carefully. When she got to the door she felt out of breath and opened it slowly nodding for the doctor to come in. She hadn't told Chris about any of her pains but in a way she thought he knew but didn't want to say anything. The doctor proceeded to examine her and let her rest every few minuets when she had a coughing fit bringing up blood. The doctor put away his tools and sat in a chair he had pulled close to Wendy so he was sat in front of her.

"Wendy I'm afraid it's not good news…" He spoke softly taking her hand in his. Lucy had come a little way down the stairs and had stopped hearing the conversation going on in the sitting room.

"I'm afraid you haven't got long left…you should make plans…" He said touching her shoulder as she broke down in to a sob. Wendy knew it was bad but never in her wildest dreams did she think of leaving this world and leaving behind her four year old child. Lucy didn't understand what the man had meant and had come slowly in to the sitting room

"Mommy why are you crying?" She asked walking over to her mother. Wendy knew she would not let her daughter see her this way and immediately perked up hugging her daughter telling her it was going to be ok. The doctor made his way out and Wendy stood up taking her daughter by the hand and leading her in to the kitchen.

"So what shall we have for breakfast? Anything you like it's your choice!" Wendy said smiling but with her eyes glistening in the sun light as she leaned back against the counter top.

"Mommy?" Lucy asked looking up at her

"Yes dear?" She said forcing the lump in her throat to retreat.

"Are you going away?" She asked and it pushed Wendy over the top. Wendy turned and sobbed for a few minuets before Lucy walked over and hugged her legs. Bending down Wendy took her precious daughter in her arms and held on to her for dear life. Although no words were spoken between them Lucy kind of understood her mother was going somewhere

But whether she was coming back was a different matter all together.

The day had been very long and she called on her brothers to inform them of the news. They had all been devastated and John could not face his sister. She had left her family as sombre as she felt and only had Chris left to tell. As he walked in the front door she knew he already knew.

Chris was impatient he needed to get home to be with Wendy. He had seen the doctor in the street after he had visited Wendy and the doctor had told him of the terrible news. After returning to work as quick as he could he asked for permission to have the afternoon off but was declined and told to get back to work. So as work finished he ran as fast as he could back to the house and practically slammed the door shut making Wendy and Lucy both jump up. As he walked in he went straight to Wendy and took her in his arms holding her close to him.

"Why didn't you say something to me earlier?" He asked worry etched in his voice.

"I didn't want to scare you I thought it was nothing…" She spoke softly and sat back down in her chair.

"Daddy!" Lucy laughed and ran to hug his legs.

"Not now Lucy go play in your room!" He spoke harshly and shoved the child off his legs walking over to Wendy who hadn't noticed what he had said. Lucy nodded and her face dropped as she went out of the room sitting on the stairs once again listening to them talk about her leaving. Then she heard her father say something about a funeral…'but what's a funeral?' she thought and decided to head upstairs as her father made his way to the door.

Wendy sat in her bed. A few months had passed and she was dying slowly and painfully. Her husband hardly ever left her alone and would hardly ever let her see her daughter anymore. So one night Wendy got slowly up as he slept and left the room in agony. She put on a brave face as she entered her daughter's room Lucy was sitting by her open window and was shocked when Wendy came in. Wendy motioned for her to stay where she was and shut the door behind her as she walked across to sit with her next to the open window.

"Mommy, where does Peter Pan live?" She asked as Wendy wrapped her arms around her daughter.

"The second star to the right and straight on till morning…" Wendy pointed showing her daughter which way to go. Lucy smiled a little and slowly looked down pulling her knees to her chest and hugging them.

"What wrong sweetheart?" Wendy asked smoothing her hair from her face so she could see her daughter more clearly.

"Why are you going away? And what is a funeral?" Lucy asked innocently turning to face her mother. Wendy was shocked at first but knew she had to tell her daughter where she was going and why and to tell her what a funeral meant.

"I'm going to Never Land to be with Peter…" She started knowing it wasn't true but it was the easiest way she could tell her daughter.

"You see I'm sick, and the doctor says I can't stay here with you and daddy any longer." Wendy now let a tear slip from her face as the realisation hit her.

"But why mommy? I don't want you to go to Never Land!" Lucy responded falling in to her mothers arms.

"I don't want to go either sweetheart but I can not stay here, but whenever you feel alone or afraid you just look up to that star and remember me because I'll be watching you and protecting you from there."

"I'll miss you mommy!" Lucy started to sob in to Wendy's chest and Wendy felt her self slipping away

"Shh Lucy I'll always be here in your heart…" Wendy smoothed her back and rested her head against the sill of the window. Slowly shutting her eyes.

"I love you mommy…" Lucy said and started to drift off to sleep, Wendy smiled and felt her life as if she could fly, then she saw Peter's face and she felt young again. A wind blew all around her and she stretched out her arms falling through the night air until she hit the water and everything went black.

Lucy slowly nuzzled to her mothers chest as she felt her mother take a deep breath and then nothing, she looked up at her mothers smiling face and cuddled herself in closer wrapping Wendy's night gown around her and her mother…

"Goodbye Mommy…" Lucy whispered and fell asleep…

Ok guys sorry for all the death that is going on I promise it wont be so bad anymore but I needed to write those bits in I hope your liking it, it shouldn't be too bad from now no more death anyway. Also for anyone who's got the Peter Pan 2003 film on DVD try listening to the sombre music at the end whilst reading Wendy death bit it made me cry! Ha, ha love to ya all please review xx