Chapter 5

We had arrived at the shores of the lagoon not minutes ago and already the pirates were swimming and flirting with the beautiful mermaids. They were extremely attractive, with long flowing hair and long and thin forms.

Hook grabbed my wrist gently, "Let's go for a walk shall we?" I followed him along the beach and listened to the captain intently, "Wendy, I've found that I quite enjoy your company and I do enjoy having you with us, but I must ask what your intentions are with my first mate."

I thought for a moment before speaking, "Well Captain, I must say that I have no malicious intentions. All I know is that I may very well be in love with Zachary, and trust me I do appreciate your concern."

"I'm sorry to have to ask, you must know how protective I am of my men by now, and Zachary is like a brother to me. He's not as strong as he seems Wendy, he wouldn't handle you leaving him well," the captain told me, quite obviously embarrassed to show so much affection for one of his crew-members.

I forced a smile, "I understand Captain, I really do. I'd never hurt him, and I hope you can believe me when I say that."

He nodded and we walked silently back to the main beach. As we arrived, I heard Hook gasp beside me and then clear his throat as to seem like nothing had happened. I scanned the beach and soon spotted the scene that had shocked the captain. Zachary was laying on the sand with a mermaid fully on top of him-Arabella. I would know her anywhere. She was the gorgeous mermaid who had tried to drown me on my first day in Neverland. She had hated the fact that Peter had taken a liking to me and now she was stealing Zachary. I rushed over to them, my heart pounding, and pushed her off of him.

"You better get your skinny little ass back in that lagoon," I growled at Arabella, "And you! How could you?" I was crying as I screamed at Zachary.

He stood up quickly and reached for me, but I jerked away, "Wendy-it's not what you think-"

I didn't listen, I couldn't make myself, so instead I turned and sprinted into the woods. I knew my way around Neverland and soon made it to the waterfall I had been to with Peter many times before. I slid my dress off, but kept my underclothes on as I stepped ankle-deep into the water. I took a deep breath and let my tears stream down my cheeks, my chest beginning to heave with sobs.

"Wendy?" a voice came through the trees and a figure stepped out of them. It was Peter, I'd never fail to recognize that sun-kissed mop of hair and array of freckles.

The familiar sight of him brought a smile to my face, "Oh Peter!" I rushed to him and hugged him tight, he hugged me back.

He eventually pulled me to a log and we sat down, he stroked my cheek gently and asked, "Wendy what're you doing here?" I started sobbing again and explained the whole ordeal.

Peter embraced me and spoke, "It probably was just a misunderstanding, you know how Arabella can be. She's feisty and she hates you, is it that hard to believe that your pirate was telling the truth?"

"I suppose not, but-"

"Trust your gut Wendy, I know you, you'll make the right decision."

Peter walked me back to the ship later that evening. We hugged and said our goodbyes before I climbed on board, my bare feet lightly padding along the dark wood of the ship.

I walked straight to Zachary's door and knocked quietly, "Come in," he said. Upon entering, I discovered him hunched over his desk, his forehead against the dark wood. I knew then I'd made the right decision, Peter had been right.

"Hello," I spoke in a half-whisper.

He immediately stood up and turned to face me, eyes wide and filled with emotion, "You're back!" He ran over to me and hugged me as if he'd never let go.

"I'm sorry, I realize that I went a little overboard earlier. I was just extremely upset by what I saw and I didn't even give you a chance to explain," I told him as I wrapped my arms around his torso, his body heat warming me.

He kissed my forehead, "Don't fret, I know what it looked like. I'm just glad that you're back, I thought for sure that you'd gone back to live with Peter and that I'd never see you again."

"Peter's why I came back. I met him at the falls and he convinced me to come back," I said and added, "He's not all bad."

Zachary pulled me into a kiss and then replied, "Remind me to thank him the next time I see him."

The next morning, I woke up as Zachary shut the door behind him, heading out to the deck. I slipped my corset and panties on before heading to the bureau to see today's dress. It was beautiful, a light turquoise color that brought out my eyes and went perfectly with my skin tone. I smiled at myself in the mirror and walked out to the deck. Today was the day Hook would have his way with me, the price I had to pay to visit the Lost Boys regularly. I was anxious, my heartbeat quick and my stomach wrenching. The ship was bustling and chaotic as usual on days we were at sea, so I had to cross carefully, making sure I stayed out of the pirates' way. I knocked twice on Hook's door and I was summoned inside.

The first thing I noticed was that there was no food on the table, but Hook still sat at the end. He was dressed more simply than I'd ever seen him, in the same white shirt and tan breeches as the other men.

"Come here Wendy," he spoke quietly. My bare feet padded against the wooden floor as I walked fairly quickly to him.

I reached him and he took my hands, looked me up and down, and said, "That color looks absolutely amazing on you, just as I imagined." He tucked some of my hair behind my ear,

"Thank you sir," I smiled slightly in an attempt to conceal my emotions, I couldn't let him see how frightened and guilty I felt. My thoughts were only of Zachary and how I was forcing him to share me, how I was causing him pain.

He stood up when I finished speaking and looked into my eyes, "Wendy, my dear, I'm going to kiss you now." And he did, his lips were smooth and his kiss a little rougher than Zachary's, but still enjoyable. No it wasn't enjoyable. It couldn't be. It wasn't right for me to enjoy this when Zachary was out there suffering, I wanted to suffer with him.

The captain pulled away and took my hand again to lead me to an adjoining room. The only piece of furniture in it was a large bed covered in blood red bedding, he pulled me until we were close to the bed and turned to face me, "Im going to undress you now."

I nodded as he moved me so that I was facing away from him and I listened carefully to the sound of his fingers unbuttoning each button on my dress. I wondered absentmindedly why he felt the need to inform me of his every action before he proceeded. As he finished, my dress fell to the floor in a pool around my feet and my breath hitched. I stepped out of it and again waited patiently as he unlaced my corset. He delicately lifted my arms to pull it off and finally turned me back around. He stared at my nude form, his expression unreadable and his stormy grey eyes now riddled with emotion.

"Captain, are you alright?" I asked quietly. He should have been fine, he should have been asking me if I was alright, if I wanted to change my mind, which I desperately did.

"The light in that treehouse did not do you justice my dear, you are truly beautiful," he replied, looking up at me from where he sat on the edge of the bed. Ever so gently, he laid me down in his place on the bed and stared down at me. His hands moved to my face, exploring it's contours, before continuing downward all the way to my knee. He took a deep breath and bent over to kiss me again. This time it was gentler, and sweeter. I screamed at myself in my head, I would not enjoy a moment of this. Hook kissed along my jaw, down my collarbone before reaching my nipples which he sucked until they had grown hard. I moaned incoherently as mouth moved farther down, across my flat stomach and to my pantyline. Then he gently separated my legs and kneeled on the floor between them. He paused for a minute before reaching his tongue out to lick my slit over my panties.

"Ooohhh," I moaned despite myself. He smiled and began to remove my panties.

I walked out of Hook's quarters an hour later. I felt, well, dirty. I liked the Captain well enough, he could be sweet when he wanted to, but doing those sort of things with him wasn't something I enjoyed. My body may have been fine with it, but my mind was not and my gut was still wrenching, so much so that I nearly doubled over in pain. I found Zachary and swiftly dragged him into our room.

Sitting down on our little bed, I began to cry, "I won't do it ever again, please don't make me. Please tell him I can't-"

Zachary was by my side in an instant, enveloping me in his arms, making me safe once again, "Wendy, shh, shh it's alright. No one is going to make you do anything. Were you with Hook? Did he hurt you?"

I snuggled into his side, "No, he didn't hurt me. I just can't do it, I don't care if he won't let me see Peter, I won't do it."

"Ok, ok calm down. It's alright, I'll talk to him. Everything is going to be fine," he hugged me close and kissed the top of my head.

"Are you sure? I'm sorry, I just can't go through that again. I like Hook just fine, but doing that to you was nearly traumatic. When you talk to him, please tell him I'm sorry," my tears slowed.

"I will, don't you worry," Zachary said as he laid me down, "Why don't you rest for a while?" I sat up to kiss him and smiled as I laid back down. He gave my hand a squeeze and turned to go.

"Wendy?" Zachary asked, taking my hand.

I opened my eyes slowly and yawned, "How long was I asleep?"

He chuckled, "All day, you slept all the way through dinner."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! How did the talk with the Captain go?" I asked as I pulled him next to me, I needed him beside me, if only to feel his warmth and prescence.

"Well I explained your dilemma, and he felt terrible about it. He said you can go visit the Lost Boys anytime, without permission, but he would like to know when you leave, for your safety. He also wants to apologize to you formally," as he finished I kissed him.

"What was that for?" he asked, a confused but pleased expression on his face.

"It was a thank you, I was very upset and you made everything better. I'm sorry I broke down on you this morning," I replied.

He pulled me into his arms and said, "It's no problem, I understand that it was hard for you to be disloyal, even though I knew about it. To tell you the truth I only agreed to it because I wanted you to be happy and be able to visit your brothers. So, was Hook better than me?" he chuckled at the end.

"Hmm I don't know, I'll need an example of your talents to compare the two of you accurately," I laughed and pulled him into another kiss. God, I loved this boy.