My stomach lurched with the crash of each wave against the side of the boat, causing the whole vessel to rock and sway as it balanced on the tremulous waves of the water.

I wondered how long it would take for Peter to find me, that is if he went looking for me, but considering how he didn't want me to leave the island, I figured that it wouldn't take too long.

I had manages to find a loose nail in one of the floor boards, and that enabled me to spend hours sawing through the rope of my restraints. Ripping the bandanna from my mouth, I took a deep breath of the salty sea air in through my lips. I was trapped on this vessel in the middle of the ocean.

Each time the ship rocked, a new species of vermin would real itself and scurry across my feet, but I was just too fatigues to be repulsed. I had been in my cell for several hours before the creaky door swung open to flood the dark room with blinding sunlight. The silhouette of the hook handed pirate loomed over me in the doorway.

"Morning, love" he smiled, but I scowled in response. Lord only knew what was in store for me during my time on this ship. His hook gleamed in the sunlight. I looked away from him, not giving into the temptation of taking the easy way and responding to him.

"You don't need to be like that around me, Maria." My eyes darted to meet his, scanning his expression, trying to read him. He laughed at my confusion. I wondered whether or not, he had been the one to… "In case if you're wondering, I didn't send you that letter. I found this on you when we brought you back here," He said, tossing the satchel in my direction.

I guess this meant I was nowhere near finding who sent it. I let out a distraught sigh. As if being here on Neverland wasn't hard enough, I still had to deal with being stalked by creepy strangers who know my entire past, despite the lengths I was going to, to avoid the lost boys finding out about my life as a convent girl. The last thing I needed was to be made a mockery of.

He shifted his weight and leaned an arm against the door frame. "I may not be the sender, but I might know who is..." My eyes shot up to meet his, as I was filled with desperate hope. I gulped.

"Do you… erm… Tell me where to find the sender." I stood up, trying to regain any shred of confidence that may be left behind after being captured. He smiled at me, his perfect white teeth sparkled in the light.

"It wouldn't be any fun if I just told you, now would it." He raised an eyebrow at me, making me think of Peter. I pushed those thoughts aside. If he hadn't rescued me by now, I knew that he clearly didn't care about me the way I had thought. My mind flashed back to my time in the convent, when we would be sitting and class where one of the sisters would teach us the "dangers" of people like communists, homosexuals, and all men, except for our Lord, Jesus.

"Boys are only after one thing" she would say. "And once they get that, take your virtue, they will toss you aside and leave you for dead." We would all nod in unison and in our high pitched you voices, we would respond, "Yes, Sister."

The thought of that place sent shivers down my spine. I needed to let this place go, and in order to do that, I had to seek out whomever knew who I truly was.

"Please," I could hear the desperation in my own voice. "I'll do anything." His eyes glowed.

"Anything?" He smirked. I couldn't believe what I was doing, I bit hard down onto my lip, and afraid I was making the wrong choice, I nodded my head. With his hand, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out onto the deck, the sunlight was so bright, I had to blink till my eyes adjusted and took in the wonderful sight of the island from the boats position in the water.

He pulled me over to the port side of the boat and drew out a telescope and handed it to me. I held is up to my eye and saw the shore in front of me.

"What do you see?" He asked.

"The island?!" I responded, not certain if I was using this right.

"On the Island." He sighed.

"The beach, The mountain, trees.."

"Exactly." I put down the telescope to look at him.

"I don't think I understand…"

"Don't you notice anything weird about any of the trees?"

I looked through the telescope again. I spotted on the island, there was one tree that stood much taller than the rest. The Pirate spoke to me over my shoulder.

"That's Pans thinking tree" He assured. "Its flowers possess a pollen type dust with magical properties. Do you think you could retrieve some for me?"

I thought about it for a moment. It was risky trying to deceive Pan. It would be dangerous and I wasn't sure if I would be able to keep him away for long enough to get to it without his noticing.

"I don't know if I can." I admitted, disheartened to have to accept defeat, but the captain wasn't willing to accept defeat just yet. He grabbed me by the shoulders and stared long and hard into my eyes.

"I know you can, Maria, all you have to do is get him to fall asleep for long enough to fake just one flower" His face had lit up with something I had experienced all too often; Hope.

"Yes, Captain" I nodded in agreement. He smiled and turned to retire to his quarters, but stopped and turned half way.

Over his shoulder he spoke to me, "Please, Call me Hook"

"Call me M!" I called back after him. He laughed and closed the door to his lodgings behind him. I waited till he was gone, before hanging my head in my hands.

I had just promised to retrieve a flower from Pans thinking tree, and I doubt I would be capable of doing such a thing, but I couldn't resist the temptation of knowing who was stalking me.

"He's asked you for the dust, hasn't he?" I turned to see the boy who had helped capture me. His name was Baelfire, right?

"You could tell?" I joshed. He laughed and shook his head.

"I was in your place before, not too long ago." He leaned over the edge, looking down into the water crashing against the side of the boat. There was something oddly familiar about him, but I couldn't place my finger on it.

He looked up at me. "Baelfire." He stated, reaching out to take my hand.

"M" I responded, taking his hand in mine. He smiled a real smile, his eyes curving into two half-moons. I knew this boy, but couldn't tell from where. Shadows of my past seemed to cast darkness over the new life I had thought I had found here.