Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait. Between writer's block and being busy I haven't had any time to write. Also thank you to everyone who's helped with the story/favorited it/alerted it, as well as for your enthusiasm and patience. It is very much appreciated. :D

I stood up as I heard the door open. Standing in the doorway was Captain James Hook. He was a skinny man with long black hair and a thin black mustache wearing a giant red hat and coat and a hook on his left hand. He was not an attractive man, with a big nose and big chin. "Captain Hook, I'm Dr. Russell," I said putting my hand out.

"A pleasure to meet you my dear," he said taking his hat off as he bowed, taking my hand as if he was going to kiss it.

"Thank you," I said awkwardly as I slowly pulled my hand away. "Please, have a seat," I gestured towards the couch. "If you don't mind, I have some questions that I want to ask you."

"Ask away."

"First question, what was your childhood like?"

"There's not much to tell. I was raised from a poor family in Liverpool. Things were so bad that we had to steal food and supplies most of the time. I had become addicted to the rush of stealing that I wanted more things, nicer things. In addition to that I wanted to explore the world, sail the seven seas. That's how I decided that I was going to be a pirate."

"What about your young adult years? Any love interests?"

"A couple as a matter of fact."

"Tell me about them."

"It all started when I was forming my first pirate crew, when I was somewhere in my early twenties. One of the recruits was a runaway named Jonathan, couldn't have been more than fourteen or so. He was a handsome boy with lots of spirit and passion, so I made him a part of my crew. I had developed strong feelings for the boy and for years we carried on a secret relationship. Years later he became very sick, and eventually he passed away. It seemed as if a part of me had died right along with him.

"Many more years passed when one night we were breaking into a house and I saw her for the first time. Lily her name was, with long blond hair and big blue eyes. She was still only a child, even younger than Jonathan. As soon as I saw her I knew I had to have her. So I kidnapped her and brought her on the ship with me. Of course she rejected my advances."

Wow, I thought. I did not see this coming. Captain Hook is a bisexual pedophile. But then again I wasn't all that surprised. "So tell me, how exactly did you find your way to Neverland?"

"Ah, I still remember it like it was yesterday. It was a calm night; everyone was asleep as I strolled around the boat lost in thought. As I passed by Lily's room, I could hear whispering and giggling. I peaked inside and I couldn't believe what I saw; Lily was talking to a pixie! Later that night after they had gone to sleep I snuck in and locked up the pixie in a jar. The next morning I threatened the pixie to take me to her home or else I would have thrown her overboard. You see I thought that if I could prove the existence of fairies, I could make at least double the money I had already been making. So I tied her up so she couldn't fly away and she covered the boat with her pixie dust, leading us to Neverland. My crew and I were so pleased by its beauty and solitude that we didn't even want to go back."

"What did you do with Lily and the pixie?"

"I let them go. At this point my lust for Lily was gone and since we were staying in Neverland I had no more use for the pixie. As far as I knew she helped Lily fly back home, and that was the last I ever saw of them."

"And when did you meet Peter Pan? Actually, before you answer that, when did you meet Mr. Smee?"

"Mr. Smee and I had been friends for years. When I was a child and would spend my days by the docks, Smee was a bumbling sailor trying who could never seem to catch a break. When I formed my crew I immediately gave him the position of first officer, even though he is and never was qualified for the job.

"As for Peter, well I first met the lad when I arrived in Neverland. In fact I remember exactly what he said the first time I laid eyes on him. 'Who are you and how did you get to my land?' When I asked him what he meant about 'his' land he replied, 'I own this place. Everything here is all mine.' I told him that I was there to take it all from him and that's when we had our first fight. After he flew away I wanted to hate him, but there was something about him that reminded me of Jonathan that I couldn't do it. In fact, I wanted to keep him and make him mine.

"The next time we spoke I had offered him the opportunity to become a member of my crew. At first he seemed interested, but then he changed his mind. Ever since then we've been sworn enemies. And as you know many brawls have been fought between us, one of which including the incident with my hand. Yet the more I hated him, the more I wanted him as well."

"So you're saying that most of your hatred for Peter comes from him rejecting your offer to join your crew?"

"Precisely."

"I'm guessing that wasn't the only offer he rejected, is it?"

"That's a little personal, don't you think?"

"Considering how much you've told me nothing you say is personal. Besides, everything said in this room is completely confidential. Think of me as a human diary that you can vent to." I could see that he didn't feel comfortable talking about his sexual tension with Peter when something else crossed my mind. "You say that your lust for Peter has driven towards your hatred of him, but what about Lily? She rejected you as well."

"But with her it was different. She wasn't so wild and free-spirited. All I had to do was lock her up on the boat and she was mine whether she wanted to be or not."

"Okay, that makes sense. So if you did succeed in capturing Peter, what would you have done? Would you kill him?"

"Yes, but first I would satisfy my needs and have my way with him before doing so."

"Do you still feel that way now?"

"Of course! I won't rest until the day Peter Pan is dead!"

"Okay, thank you Captain Hook, I think I have everything I need," I said standing up and shaking his hand. "But before you go, one more thing."

"Yes?" I opened up my drawer and pulled out a pocket watch, holding it up to his face. "No," he cowered at the sound of the ticking as he backed away. "No!" Like a madman he bolted out the door.

I couldn't help but chuckle a little as I jotted down some last minute notes before sitting at my desk. "Okay, who's next?" I asked myself as I checked the list. "Oh no," I moaned. This was one of the patients that I was absolutely dreading: Maleficent.