Anna looked into his eyes lightly nodding her head. Actually Uncle... I will enjoy this even more than I thought. A small and weak smile spread across her face. "But I think we should all rest, I don't want to go back to that ship. I don't want them to touch me anymore."

Peter held his hand out to her "Here follow me..."

"Gladly."

Peter looked at Anna. The moonlight spread across Netherland behind her, and a strange twinkle rippling through her hair made him shiver slightly.

"Are you ok?" She said in a whisper.

"Yes."

"Do you mind?"

"If –?" But before he could finish, her hand touched his. He jerked it away; his heart racing.

"Do y-you know where she is?"

"Who?" Anna said irritated. Why is he not falling for my looks? I could get any man I wanted... but why won't he...?

"Charlotte."

"She is probably on his ship. I don't know if she will be alive or not though..." She trailed off; the sadness inside of her voice was barely half of the truth.

The rain began to fall. As did the tears on Peter's face. A small rumble of thunder was heard across the valleys and the mountains. Anna paid no attention at first. Until she realised Peter was walking away from her. Slowly, as though all hope was lost.

"Hey! Wait up!"

She ran up to him, took his hand and spun him around. "I need to tell you something. Something Very important."

"What is it?"

"Peter," she took both of his soft hands in her own "I really care for you. I have done ever since I learnt of what you are..."

He look at her with utter astonishment. Anna watched his mouth open as the rain and tears wondered down his handsome face.

She made her move.

Charlotte felt her head jerk downwards . As though it wasn't her own.

As consciousness ran from the tip of her toes to the top of her head, she realised she was wrapped in a soft, warm duvet. Her head rested upon a soft feather pillow.

"I do love my bed." she murmured with a smile.

"That's nice. It is a shame you aren't there though, isn't it?"

"WHAT THE FUCK?" Charlotte jumped up, her quick reactions scaring her.

"Steady. Steady now." He said. His hand, and hook raised in the air.

"Hook!"

"Yes, it is I!" He smiled, strangely with perfect white teeth. "Now then Charlotte, how are you feeling."

"You -"

"- Know your name yes. I know a fair bit about you. And the fact that Peter is not longer interested in... You."

"Why on earth would I be interested in that? Now, I am leaving thank you. I don't want any of this crap right now."

"My dear," He took her face in his only hand "I don't think that is possible."

"Oh really? Going to stop me from my rights?"

"Rights? Rights? Don't make me laugh child! What? You think you are a woman? In that dress...?"

Charlotte looked at her dress. Rips ran through it. "Ah feck."

"Here, why don't you... take it off?" Hook's smile widened to its true vile image.

"What? No! Stop!"

His hook caught the catch on the back of the dress. She tried to run. But it was too late.

Peter felt a tree against his back, the push of a body against him as she pressed her lips against his.

He felt something odd ripple through his body, a tingle which he has never felt before. He was confused, scared, happy, excited.

He felt the floor come closer as she tugged his arm. He gave up resisting; his feelings to confused.

"Peter."

"Yes?"

"You are really beautiful you know."

"Thank you. I think."

"Ha ha, you are so funny." She smiled at him, trying to kiss him again.

He leant forward...

HELLOOOOOOOO! Ok, I have sort of started ... again :D

It's getting a bit hotter now ;)

I hope everyone has had a good Christmas and New Year! I definitely did! Let me know what you think! I will try and do an update a.s.a.p.