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Belle had been on the ship for 5 days. She refused to talk to anyone, eat anything offered to her, and would not leave the room that she woke up in. She knew the silent treatment was immature but she did not feel like faking a smile and was far too busy thinking of a plan to get back; to indulge her captor in friendly banter.
The only time she would leave was in the dead of night when everything was quiet on deck except the few watchmen perched high in the nest on the mast. She would sneak to the kitchen to make herself something to eat. When the door opened tiny feet scampered away as the rats ran to the safety of their little holes in the wall. She opened the box that always held stale bread. She ate the bread quickly and went to the deck to get some air.
She looked up to the moon and wondered if it was the same one that she saw back in Storybrooke with Rumple. She missed him terribly. The whole 5 days she had been there she had not been able to come up with a whole lot more than suicide and trying to find another bean.
"Beautiful isn't it?" said Hook as he approached noiselessly behind her. "That's one of the things I love about being a pirate, the moon bouncing off the endless vast ocean."
Belle didn't look at him she didn't even acknowledge his presence. She just stared at the water.
"Listen. I know you don't like it here, but the fact is you're stuck. You might have to try to like this place."
"I don't have to do anything. I may try to be a little more "excited" once I am not around you anymore."
He looked at her. She was truly beautiful. Her long hair fell around her face in perfect loose ringlets. Her lips were bright red from her nervous habit of chewing on her bottom lip. The moonlight bounced off her porcelain skin and made her glow. Her brow was furrowed as it always was when he was around. Whenever she talked about leaving a twinge of pain ran through his stomach. He didn't blame her for hating him, but he didn't want anything to happen to her either. To be honest he really enjoyed having her around.
"Yeah, well, we will be hitting the land later than I had originally told you. "
She turned to face him; he jaw was clenched in anger. She looked him in the eye with a dangerous spark.
"I estimate we won't see land for another two weeks." The pirate said as he smirked at her angry expression.
"Two weeks?!" She shot daggers at him; her face was red with anger. "I hate you."
He smirked at her, "I know." Well if she isn't going to bend to kindness he might as well play to dark pirate roll.
"You don't have to like me to do what I want you to do." He roughly grabbed her by the back of the neck and crashed his lips on hers. He tasted like rum. Her mind exploded with panic and anger. She roughly tried to push him off of her. She twisted and pounded her fists on his chest but the only reaction she got was a nasty smirk against her lips. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and ravished the inside of her mouth with his rough tongue. He ran his hand up and down her side. He reached around and grabbed her ass roughly. She bit his tongue, hard.
"YOU BITCH!" Hook released her and put his hand to his bleeding tongue. The blood ran down his fingers as his eyes widened at the sight of it. He looked at her with fiery anger. He lifted his hand and brought the back of it to her face as hard as he could. She went flying across the deck landing in a piled heap. She looked up at him cupping her face and wiping the blood away from her lips.
"TAKE HER TO THE BRIG!" Hook yelled as his crew filtered onto the deck.
Two huge pirates grabbed her and draged her to the brig.
"NO!" Belle yelled as they threw her into the cell. She turned back and grabbed the bars as she yelled, "I'LL NEVER STOP FIGHTING FOR HIM!"
The pirates chuckled as they left her in the dark damp cell.
She sat down on the cold ground next to a puddle of what she hoped was seawater, but by the smell of it she was mistaken. Everything was wet and cold, barnacles and mold were growing on all the walls and rats were running around rampant, not bothering with her presence.
"Fighting for who, girl?" said a shaky hoarse voice from the darkest corner of the cell.
Belle squeaked with a jump of surprise at the voice.
"I, erm, sorry I didn't see you there." Belle said after she caught her breath.
"No one does, that's the way I like it." The man walked out of the shadows as he said this and smiled a toothless grin at her. He was hunched over so far he almost folded in half. He wore what looked like it was once a nightshirt, but now it was little more than a filthy rag that hung loosely on his boney body. His cheeks were sunken deep into his face and his eyes had milky white clouds that covered his pupils. His dirty string hair fell as a white curtain over his eyes. "Now who are you fighting for? A love perhaps?" He said as he leaned against the wall of the cell.
"I, um, yes," she said with a sigh.
"Well, tell the story we plenty of time; don't we... um, what is your name dearie?"
A twinge of pain shot through her heart as he said the name that Rumple was notorious for. "Oh, yes. My name is Belle, and yourself sir? What shall I call you?"
"My name is long lost to even me. I'm old and forgotten; no need for a name. Now tell me your tale; I do love a good story."
"I don't know. It isn't much of anything…"Belle started before the old man interrupted her.
"Please, indulge an old man in this simple request."
She sighed and decided to tell him the whole story of her and Rumple. About how he saved her people in exchange for her services. How they had fallen in love and the fight they had. How she was taken by the queen and locked away. She told him about Storybrooke and the curse. She finished with how she had ended up on the ship with no hope of getting back to Rumple. She ended with a sigh of completeness.
The old man sat in silence breathing heavily for several long seconds before saying, "So there is no way back to him?"
"That is what Hook said."
"Well, I know of one being in this world that has spoken of a place similar to your Storybrooke? He may know how to get you back."
Belle looked up and smiled at the dirty man.
"Where is he?!" She said excitedly.
"They say he lives deep in the woods on a deserted island. It is extremely hard to get too, only a handful of people have found it."
"Who has found it, I must find them!"
"All have died except one. The man that commands this ship; Captain Hook himself."
Belle's face fell with defeat. He would never take her to the island. "Well then I am doomed."
"Now that doesn't sound like the girl that came in here screaming for her lost love." He said with a wide impish smile. "Captain Hook has a rather large weakness; women. He falls for a lass as soon as she flashes a pretty smile at him. He may be the most feared pirate in this world but he is docile when approached by a lovely lady. And I can tell by your voice, you are a beautiful lady. Now use that to get what you want."
"Well I have ruined that for me already. I bit him and told him I hated him."
"That just means you will have to try extra hard. You have to try to woo Hook as hard as you can."
Belle nearly vomited when she thought of trying to show affection to that fiend. "I can't. I love Rumple."
"Exactly, love concurs all. You have to fake it."
"I can try I suppose."
"THAT'S THE SPIRT GIRLY." He said as he clapped his hands together.
"Who is this man you speak of?" she asked as she quizzically looked at the smiling old man.
"The call him… Peter Pan."
