A.N~ So here's the next chapter, took me a little longer to write this one cause I needed to reword the Bradford part a couple times before I posted it. I really do appreciate all the review you guys leave me, and I do thank you SO much. So as usual, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy :D Until next time.

"My Life is in your Hands..."

Wendy's P.O.V

"All crew members please report to the Captain's Quarters!"

The intercom boomed as I was just finishing off my chicken scraps. I heard a scramble of footsteps and voices outside, and I quickly got up to take a look. Just then, the door swung open revealing a tall, lean man with black bangs covering his eyes. His mouth formed a tight line and a black pirate hat covered his head. A sword dangled from his waist and his hands were behind his back. They seemed to be holding on to something, but I couldn't make it out from the back of the room.

"Hook she's up." He said with a voice that was strangely soft and dark as his eyes turned toward the right of the hallway.

"She is?" Hook questioned as he approached the room, standing next to the man. His eyes widened when he saw me, standing there clutching the bars of the window. "Ah Wendy, good to see you standing upright for once." He smirked, taking out a rope from his pocket. "We have just landed in Never Land, and we need you to come with us." I pressed myself against the wall as my head began to throb with fear. He unraveled the rope and threw it to the man, who was nervously eyeing the floor. "Tie her up and bring her to the main deck, Bradford. Make sure she doesn't make a single sound." He finished, walking out of my room. He immediately closed the door and threw the rope into the corner, and peeked out the small window on the door.

"I'm here to help." He finally murmured, holding his hands in the air as if he was surrendering. I kept my body still, my eyes wandering to the door. He hadn't locked the door so maybe…

"I don't trust anyone who's associated with Hook." I said coldly as I started walking forward.

"Look, I seriously don't want to hurt you." His voice was quiet, barley even audible to my own ears,

"You really expect me to believe you? After all I've been through I have lost all hope!" I blurted, holding back my tears.

"I understand but-"

"No you DON'T!" I blurted angrily, not even trying to hide my emotions. "You try living off of scraps and water! You try being caged up in a room for days, not knowing what is going to happen to you!"

His whole body froze and he just walked back, his knees trembling more than my voice. He leaned against the wall and rubbed his head.

"I-I'm sorry." His eyes stayed glued to the ground. "I know how Hook has treated you and I know you are upset but…" His voice faded off as he stood up straight. "But I want to help you get out of here so you can go back to your normal life, and back into safety."

"This isn't about me, Bradford." I said harshly, "I'm just bait. Hook's focus is to get his hands on Peter."

"Hook's plan is to inform Tinker Bell indirectly that he has captured you. According to him, Tinker Bell will fly to Peter to tell him that you are in Never Land and Hook then can kill Peter when he reaches here." His eyes rolled as he voiced the plan. "It's a…interesting plan, but Hook is willing to do anything to you just to get Peter's attention."

"He won't kill me." I retorted, "What good will he get out of kidnapping me and then killing me?"

"If Peter comes to know that you are dead because of Hook, of course he will try to get revenge on him. I've known Hook longer then you, and he is ok with killing someone to get what he wants." He looked up at me and held out a single hand." If you are with me, I can try my best to get you and Peter out of this situation. Alive." I stared at the hand, options flooding through my mind.

"Why are you helping me?" I finally asked, "Why not just let Hook do what he wants?"

"It took me 4 years and a girl to make me realize the difference between what revenge is and what murder is. Let me do something good for once, something that can help me start off a new life." I felt my body shiver as I took a deep breath, knowing that if I took his hand, I would be putting my life and Peter's life in the hands of a complete stranger. This wasn't a choice based on strength or bravery. It was all about trust. I looked into his eyes, and was taken aback by the desire and desperation.

"Help me save Peter." I whispered, grabbing his hand. "Help me save myself."

Hook's P.O.V

"Bradford is taking longer than I thought." I growled to Stanford, who was applying the finishing touches on my bandage. I had given him simple instructions 10 minutes ago, and there has been no sign of him at all.

"Maybe the girl is causing him trouble?" Stanford suggested as he moved back from me and handed me my shirt.

"Maybe…" I pushed the intercom button and quickly cleared my throat. "Bradford is everything ok down there?"

"Yes Sir, we are just heading up right now. She was being…stubborn." His voice was weak as I heard muffling screams in the background.

"Do you need back-up?" I asked, preparing to motion Stanford to go check on them.

"Nope it's all under control, Sir." He yelled over the fighting.

"The only time it would be useful to have her asleep she isn't…" I murmured as I heard Stanford stifle a laugh. I glared at him, but returned to the door that had just opened. Bradford was forcing a silent Wendy whose eyes were blood red. "Nice job, Bradford." I noted, and he bowed his head ever so slightly. There was something about his eyes that struck me, they seemed...brighter?

"Thank you, Sir." He responded in a monotone voice.

"Wendy, you are looking quite beautiful today." I smirked, slowly getting up from my chair. "Especially in with the striking scenery behind you, you look stunning." I heard her softly grimace as her eyes shot daggers at me. It was true though, she had matured so much since 4 years ago when she was only a young girl. The way her soft hair framed her delicate face; it didn't surprise me that Peter was still crazy for her. "Well, Darling, you are probably wondering what we are doing here in Never Land. Well I have to go talk to someone very important, and will be away for a number of days. I trust the crew to take care of you in the same fashion as the trip to get here, so it shouldn't be that hard." I laughed to my own joke and I saw her body tense up. "You are all tied up because I can't have any unexpected run-away's happen while I am gone. Stanford is taking control of the ship and Bradford will deliver your food to you."

"Should I take her back down now, Sir?" Bradford questioned quietly.

"Well Bradford, might as well let her take a quick look at Never Land. It will most likely be the only chance she has." I chuckled as I started walking down the stairs toward the Captain's Quarters. "I'll be leaving at night fall. Take care of her Bradford; she is very important to us and a certain Peter Pan." I spitted his name out in anguish and left Bradford to monitor Wendy. As I settled in my chair and watched Stanford clean up a little, I thought over my plan for the second time.

"Stanford, are you sure Tinker Bell will fall for your words again?" I asked out loud. I saw him pause for a second to re-collect his thoughts and then picked up where he left off.

"Even if she doesn't, you still do have Wendy in you possession." I saw him grin as he let out a deep chuckle. "After her death, I'm pretty sure Peter will be somewhat interested. I started laughing as I got up and grabbed my sword from the table.

"Ah, I do enjoy our little talks, Stanford. Do make sure you occasionally check on her, but hopefully Bradford will have that under control." I made my way to the doorway, about to leave the ship as I said one more thing to Stanford.

" She's too important to lose."