Peter Pan's Labyrinth
Chapter 4
If I owned any of the stuff this is based on, I still would be here for fun; I would just be running my own publishing company.
Wendy got to her room undisturbed, but heard Hook talking to a doctor.
"What are the chances of them living?" he asked.
"If she does not get better soon, she will die in childbirth," the doctor replied.
"If it gets down to that, Make sure my son lives."
"Yes… Captain," the doctor replied in a slightly disgusted tone.
Wendy went for a walk, after putting Tootles down for a nap. She didn't know where Bobble was, but she was certain that he was safe. As she walked through the maze surrounding the watchtower, she suddenly heard the beautiful music of a set of panpipes. She hid in the shadows, listening to the music of the enchanted pipes.
It was him. The source of her strange new feelings. The Piper really did live up to his pseudonym. He played a song of love and loss. Suddenly, Wendy, who had always maintained control, who had never cried when anybody could see, began to sob.
It was her cries that alerted him to her presence. She was sobbing. He put away his pipes and went to her.
"Wendy, are you okay?" he asked, not noticing that he had dropped using her title.
"I'm fine, Peter," she replied, giving him a start. She had called him something other than Piper.
"What did you call me?" he asked, unable to hide the excitement from his voice. He had to know.
"I think I called you Piper," she responded.
His hope was crushed. She was so close. She had almost remembered him. She was so close. It wasn't fair. She was so close to remembering him. He began to cry for the past, for her, for himself. His tears fell long and hard, causing Wendy to feel sad for him.
Normally, when she felt sad for a person, even if it was her mother, she would only give them a hug. For some reason, however, she gave him a kiss. Suddenly, she thought of how he had mentioned having a loved one and began to pull away. He turned to her and said, "Thank you for the thimble, Princess Wendy. I feel much better now."
She smiled at him and said, "You're welcome Piper."
She looked at his face to see if anything had regained its original shape. She could make out a nose and a mouth, as well as indentations where his eyes would be. He looked down, seeming embarrassed, and said, "Would you like to know what your nest challenge is?"
"Yes," she replied pleasantly.
"Your mission is to go to a statue of a ship, which will be labeled on the side with the words 'The Jolly Roger'. Onboard, in the captain's cabin is a row of three alarm clocks. You need to guess which one the correct one is, judging by the type of clock. Once you get that, be careful when you step out, because one loud noise will wake up the crocodile-man statue. Good luck Princess Wendy."
"Call me Wendy. Just Wendy," she replied, feeling right by telling him that.
"Very well, Wendy," he said in a cautious tone "Have a nice evening."
"Piper," she called him as he turned to walk away.
"Yes, Wendy?" he asked, feeling hopeful.
"I l… Why did Slightly and Tootles call me 'Mother'?"
"Because you took care of them like a Mother, before you left."
"Who was Father?"
"You'll remember when you succeed in the next two challenges."
"What if I don't?"
"You will, you're much smarter than twenty boys."
"Thank you for the talk, Piper, it was nice seeing you."
"It was great seeing you, too, Wendybird."
"What did you call me?"
"Nothing, now get to bed. You'll need to be wide awake to do the task."
"Alright, Piper," she acknowledged. He kissed her hand and walked her to the fort. Giving her another hug, he then left her at the gate.