Brittany awoke with a jolt. Darn it, she thought, it wasn't just a dream. She struggled inside of the dirty bag she had been stuffed in.

"My apologies Ms. Wendy, so sorry to keep you waiting," said a voice. Suddenly, her bag was cut open, and Brittany tumbled out of it. She quickly got up and straightened out her hair.

"This is so uncool!" she cried. Then, she looked up and saw the dark, mysterious figure standing before her and gulped.

"Wendy, it's been so long. How have you been?" the man said. Brittany gasped as she noticed the hook replacing his right hand.

"B-but I'm not Wendy. I'm Brittany Miller," she protested. The man laughed.

"Oh, that's rich. Don't play games with me dear," he said. Brittany crossed her arms.

"But I am Brittany. Who are you?" she said.

The man's eyes widened and he blinked a little. "I thought you were Wendy . . . but how . . . how could we have gotten this mixed up?"

"Excuse me. My question. Who are you?" Brittany asked again.

The man turned to her and said, "I am Captain James Hook!"

Brittany stared at him blankly for a second, and then burst out laughing. "There is no Hook, you idiot! It's just a story!"

Hook looked at her, and she stopped laughing once he gave her an angry look. "Well, if you're not Wendy, I guess I don't need you anymore."

Brittany sighed in relief. She was finally coming home!

"Throw her off the side of the ship," he said, turning around and walking away without much thought.

Brittany gasped as two pirates grabbed her arms and lifted her into the air. She struggled and tried hard to break free, but they were too strong for her. They dragged her to the side of the ship and were about to throw her into the deep water when she cried, "WAIT! Let's make a deal!"

Captain Hook turned to her. "A deal? Hmm… that could be arranged. What are you good at?"

Instantly Brittany said, "Singing. I am just fabulous at that." If her hands were free, she would have tossed her hair.

Hook stroked his beard gently with his hook, thinking. "Well, if you sing for the crew, I will spare your life."

Brittany tried hard not to look relieved as the two pirates let her go.

"But on one condition. You help me locate Peter Pan, and I'm allowed to use you as bait."

Brittany frowned. She hated being the damsel in distress, but she was worth it, right?

"Deal."

The shook hands. It was settled.