Hello all! Thanks for the reviews and such as always! I love you all. I hope you enjoy this chapter, it was a difficult one to write.
Love, Katie
The next morning Belle awoke still in her jail cell; her head spinning with ideas of how to get to the island and find the boy named Peter Pan. Hook was the only one who could take her to the island where she would find the boy who could return her to Storybrooke.
The old man said she had to try to flatter Hook into taking her to the island. Hook was said to have a vulnerable side for beautiful women.
She looked at herself in the reflection of a puddle on the floor. Her hair was tangled and dirty; it was plastered to her head and went in every direction. The whole side of her face had turned a sickly purple from the slap that Hook had issued to her the night before. Her fist clenched when she thought of trying to be civil to that monster, but she had to flirt like never before if she wanted to get back to Rumple. Her lip was still split and dried blood covered her chin. She was not going to win Hook over looking like this. She had to get out of here.
"Excuse me." Belle yelled at the pirate that stood at the door. "Do you think I could talk to the Captain?"
The pirate slowly turned around to look at the beaten girl. He growled and left his post. A few minutes later Hook sauntered up to the bars of the cell and smirked. His eyes looked at her purple bruise around her eye; a twinge of remorse hit him in the chest, but he pushed it down.
"So, are you enjoying your new accommodations?"
"I just wanted to apologize for my behavior last night. I know that you are just trying to keep me safe." Belle said in the sweetest voice she could muster as vomit started to creep up from her stomach. She swallowed hard to keep it down and batted her eyelashes at him.
Hook smirked with surprise. He expected anything but that. "Yeah, well you will say anything to get out of this jail cell."
"Well; of course I want out, but I honestly feel bad for how I reacted. I am sorry." Belle flashed her big beautiful eyes at him.
Hook's knees about buckled under him as he stared into those deep eyes of Belle's. What was she playing at? She wasn't going to get off this ship for a while, and she couldn't do much harm outside of this cage. "I will release you, if you accompany me for dinner every night." The words came out of Hook's mouth as his mind yelled at him for his weakness.
"I agree." Belle said with a smile. Her plan was starting to work perfectly. The old man was right; Hook couldn't resist a beautiful woman.
Hook led Belle back to her room. "I will come to collect you for dinner at 6 sharp." Hook turned on his heels and locked the door from the outside as he left.
The first thing Belle did when she got in the room was look for a map. She looked in every drawer and cupboard in the room, but did not find anything that would help her find the island. With a sigh she decided to take a bath.
She walked into the bathroom and pealed the crumpled clothes off of her body and threw them into a pile in a corner of the bathroom. She started the water; it came out warm, just like in Storybrooke. She didn't understand where the warm water could have come from on a ship, it must be magic. She found some bath oils and poured them into the warm water. The whole bathroom was clouded in fragrant steam that wrapped around her naked body like a warm towel. She lowered her sore body into the bath water. It felt perfect; an audible moan released itself from her lips as she let her body relax into the water. She slipped her whole body under the water and held her breath as she lowered her head under the water. Her hair softened and detangled itself. She stayed in the bath water until her whole body was wrinkled and pruned. She decided it was time to get out of the tub. She put a white fluffy towel around her body. She walked out into the bedroom to find Hook sitting on her bed smirking.
"What the?!" Belle yelled as she wrapped the towel tighter around her overly exposed body.
"I told you I would be here to collect you." Hook said as his hungry eyes looked her up and down, undressing her with his eyes.
Belle looked at the clock and noticed it was indeed 6 o'clock already. How long had she been in the bath?
"Well, how do you expect me to come to dinner if I have no clothes to wear?"
"Well, clothing IS optional, but if you insist on wearing something you can check your closet," Hook said with a smirk and pointing to the wardrobe across the room.
Hook's eyes didn't leave Belle's scantily clothed body as she walked over to the wardrobe. She opened the doors to find a beautiful formal gown. It was teal with a low v neckline that stopped at the base of her ribs. The dress came to the ground, with a high slit in the skirt that came about mid-thigh. Her eyes stared at the beauty of the dress.
"Isn't this a bit revealing and formal for dinner?" Belle said as she felt the delicate fabric.
"It is either that or you wear nothing. Trust me I rather you wear nothing." Hook said as he got up from the bed. He walked over to Belle and picked up one of the wet strands of hair that had fallen on her collarbone. Belle had to fight back the urge to knee him in the balls as he slowly started to trace her clavicle. He reached up and roughly grabbed her chin and forced her to look him in the eye. She bit her lip as he ran his fingers through her wet hair as he stared down at her cleavage that had popped out of her towel. He started to breathe heavier as he backed her up. She hit the wardrobe door with a thud as Hook pressed his body up against hers. She felt overly exposed and uncomfortable. She could feel the anger build in her stomach as she felt "something hard" against her stomach. It took all of her restraint to keep her from fighting against his advances. His hands started to work their way on to her hips and they gently started rubbing small circles on her hip bones.
"Well, don't you think we should get to dinner?" Belle said quietly.
"I'm not that hungry after all." Hook said as he grabbed her hips tighter and looked her in the eye with his devilish smirk. He couldn't take it anymore. Hooks lips flew to her neck and started to kiss her neck quickly. Little red marks were left in a trail down her neck as he lost himself to passion. Quickly reached up and started to run his hands up and down her body. Belle took in a sharp cry of anger as he started to try to remove her towel. She was just about to dig her finger nails into his eyes when she remembered the island. She took a deep breath and started to fake giggle.
She pushed Hook away from her as she said flirtatiously; "Well, I am starving." She beamed a bright smile.
"Oh, playing hard to get I see." Hook said as he took a tiny step backwards. Belle took her opportunity; she grabbed the dress and quickly walked to the bathroom and closed the door.
Belle leaned her forehead against the closed bathroom door. She could barely pretend to do this. She reached up and felt the tender flesh around her eye. He had done that to her. How can she pretend to be attracted to a man who had almost knocked her out? She sighed, and thought of Rumple. He would do anything to get to her, she had to do the same for him.
She quickly slipped on the dress and put on a little make up to cover the bruise on the side of her face. She looked herself in the mirror one last time before leaving the bathroom to see Hook in the doorway waiting on her.
They arrived in the small dining room. It was nothing like she was use to back in her father's kingdom or Rumple's home for that matter. It was dark with only a few candles lighting the darkness. Everything was a dark wood. The small wooden table had two plates piled with food sitting across from each other. The food was a modest spread of sea-faring food; to be honest it was not very good.
Hook sat across from her and started to scarf down his food. Belle looked at her plate and slowly began to eat the grayish meat that was on her plate. Hook stared at her as he ate, she hated it. She felt so self-conscious.
"So, erm, what can you tell me about this world?" Belle said trying to break the awkwardness.
"It is nothing like what you know, it has different magic than the land you knew when you were a princess. It is vast and great. Only I have sailed to all the corners of the world." Hook said as he leaned back in his chair putting his booted feet on the table. He was obviously showing off his escapades. Belle recognized the stance from when Gaston would brag about his war stories. This was Belle's chance.
"Oh, was it difficult to get to some of the places?" Belle said as she tried to sound as ignorant as she could.
"Oh yeah, there is one island that I am one of only four people to ever reach it. It is quite beautiful; full of mystical creatures." Hook said trying to impress his pet.
This was her chance to convince him to take her. She had to play this up to assure that he will take her. Belle stood up and sat on the table in front of him. She crossed her legs exposing a great amount of milky white thigh. She leaned over and grabbed the necklace around Hook's neck. She looked at it as she leaned closer to him.
"You know; I think that sounds like a fantastic place. Maybe you can take me there sometime." Belle had to really sell this; she had to make Hook so mesmerized he couldn't say no. She leaned over and kissed his lips delicately. Hook kissed back, his lips were strong and knowing. He kissed her deeply and the smell of him intoxicated her. A little moan escaped her lips, just for a second. She snapped back to reality. She quickly released herself from Hook's lips. She shook her head a little.
Hook's eyes were closed when she looked at him. He opened them and smirked at her.
"Yeah, that can be arranged." Hook raised his eyebrow at her, " But , it will take another month after we stop for supplies."
"GREAT!" Belle said as she practically ran out of the room. "Thank you again, I will see you tomorrow, GOODNIGHT!"
Hook was left in the dark room his head spinning and lips tingling from the kiss he had just shared with Belle.
