Well here's your next Chapter, once again thank you to everyone and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

Chapter 8: Tears and Rain

The rain started to come down heavy. Lucy ran as fast as she could through the mass of over grown shrubs and plants. She stopped short under a banana tree's leaf to turn and look at Captain Hook who was right behind her.

Pointing in the general direction of which way she should go, she nodded and ran again, her beautiful dress now covered in wet mud and her whole self drenched in rain.

Captain Hook wondered how the rain came to be. The mood upon which Peter Pan was in affected the weather, so this must mean he was feeling low. His thoughts drifted to Wendy and whether she had made it safely to Peter Pan.

If she hadn't and had been killed, thus Peter Pan himself finding her. Could be the reason for the weather change.

The truth behind it all Peter had been following the pair since they began their run. Peter was feeling a mixture of dark emotions about Wendy, but he was feeling more saddened at the thought, he could have killed Captain Hook once and for all, but he had failed. Now his lost boys would once again be in danger, from this evil villain.

The poor woman he was with must have been brought back from wherever Hook had gone to, after disembarking his ship. Peter didn't know, but he was very curious as to the pair.

Deciding to watch them for a while, he did so and stopped short of the cave entrance as they ran inside.

Captain hook picked up a few broken branches and wet leaves on his way into the cave and put them down on the ground just inside the entrance. Dropping the bag, Hook knelt and attempted to light a fire. But his Hook was more of burden than a useful tool these days. Lucy noticed this almost immediately and she knelt down in front of James Hook, taking the wood from him. It was wet and the chances of lighting something from it were slim. But as if like magic, a fire burst out from the bits of wood and started to grow quickly.

Once the fire was at a reasonable height, Lucy stood and watched Captain Hook as he fell back against the wall. He looked like he had something on his mind.

Peter stood dripping just outside the cave entrance. He could see and hear the pair clearly, this would be a perfect chance to get an inside view as to who she was and how Captain Hook had come back from... From wherever he was.

Lucy stood tall, her slender figure was now clearly visible to the Captain, and he watched her as she reached up to let her golden blonde locks cascade down her shoulders. She had tied them up a way back, but they were now drenched through and through. She attempted to shake the water from her beautiful pink dress, but to no avail. It was heavy now from being wet and she wanted so desperately to take it off.

But once again her lady instincts kicked in and she stopped herself short. Crossing her arms and walking around the warm fire to sit down next to the Captain. Who was now leant back against the wall; having taken off his shirt and harness.

The pair were dead silent for what seemed to both of them as an eternity. Lucy had warmed a little and her cheeks glowed a soft red, looking to him as the bolts of lighting lit the room a little more, she spoke softly.

"Do you believe in fate?" She asked. He was a little confused. Of course he believed in it, but he rarely ever expressed his feelings in the matter. He rarely ever expressed his feelings at all.

Never the less he decided to answer her question.

"Sometimes..." He trailed. As he looked to her a drop of rain from the broken cave above their head trickled down on to her cheek. She jumped slightly, but quickly recovered. Letting it slowly fall and make its way down. Captain Hook didn't know what had come over him lately. He was feeling things he shouldn't for this woman. Mostly a protective feeling. If he could destroy the rain droplet for making her jump he would have done.

"Sometimes I think that my mother, she was meant to be here." Lucy spoke in a feather light tone. Just loud enough for Captain Hook and Peter to hear. He turned his body slightly towards her and stared to her as she began to speak.

"Father used to say, mother used to to dream of Neverland. That he'd wake up to her calling out for a man named Peter Pan. He said he'd have to try and wake her up, and when she did she claimed she knew not what he was talking about." Lucy leant her weight on to her hand and turned her head to look at him.

James stared a little. He never imagined Wendy in such a way; to him she was always a child. Not a grown woman with children of her own. It was too much of an unusual thought.

"Have you been here long?" She asked. Looking up into his dark eyes. He seemed to be a man who was lost in a dark cave, the irony of them being in a dark cave. It seemed fitting.

He debated answering the question. He'd been here since he could remember. But he knew there was most surely something before that. But he didn't understand or know what. Unlike Peter, Captain Hook had come here fully grown. He knew of a cruel world, in which he lived before he came here. One where Money meant power.

"I don't know!" He snapped, "What's with all the questions lady!" he realised what he'd said after he'd said it. She looked taken aback. Hanging his head a little, he reached out with his hand to gently place it atop of hers.

Peter wondered what was wrong with Captain Hook, he seemed... Different. Almost approachable. Peter needed to think about what he was going to do, this woman reminded him of someone but he couldn't think who and this story she was telling of a woman calling out his name in her sleep? He decided to head back to Wendy and see if she knew. His Wendy.

Okay guys short chapter because I wanted the next one to get a little personal between Hook and Lucy, so for those of you that are reading and don't like that sort of thing YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. Skip the next chapter.