Sorry it's taken me a few days to get this one out. I appreciate that you all are giving me feedback and are enjoying the series.

When Wendy awoke snuggled in a ball inside of an over-stuffed chair, it took her a moment to realize where she was. Once it all rished back though a mixture of both excitement and fear had overwhelmed her. There was so much Wendy was to endure, adventures she had no clue about, and the best part was that she didn't ever have to worry about growing old.

'To never be an adult will be an awefully big adventure.' She sighed contentedly while staring into the fire.

And then our Wendy remembered that she was not alone. There was another in these quarters, one who she sinced had just now noticed her awakenings. The breath caught in her throat at the thought of him, for this time in Neverland her journies would not be with a youthful boy, but with a villanous man that had haunted her dreams with his Forget-me-not eyes.

Hook looked towards the chair to see Wendy stirring. He watched as her feminine limbs stiffened as she stretched, the small of her back arching to fully diminish the sleep from her body. After she blinked off the drowsiness from her face and straightened up the cream dress she wore, she slowly stood from the chair and looked around at her surroundings once more anew.

"So nice to see you are finally awake." He barely uttered, but it was enough for her to trigger back in on the captian. Hook stood to his towering height, something that had always intimidated Wendy, and still did. She watched him, none the less, as he strided over to her with a blank countenence, but always keeping her eye contact.

"I apologize," she stammored out, finnaly finding her voice amongst her thoughts. "I did not intend to fall asleep. I suppose that all of the day's events exhausted me."

"Such proper words for one who refuses to grow up." he smirked.

She now stopped anything that she was about to say though as she noticed that he was right infront of her now. Hook stared down at her, his eyes flickering as she felt weak in his presence. Wendy looked hypnotized by him, and for the first time fear was not the emotion that imminated from her. She was intreged, and for some reason, attracted.

Hook searched her face, not giving her indication at his severe satisfaction with her reaction. She was attracted by him, but she did not understand it. 'These feelings come with growing up.' he thought, smirking to himself. It entertained him that she did not understand this yet.

But looking at her, he became interested by her features. Her eyes were inquisitive, and blue, though not the same shocking shade as his. No, hers were more of a dark blue, perhaps the closest shade the captain had ever seen to that of the ocean. Her dirty blonde hair also was intreging. it fell perfectly, except for one lock of hair that fell into her face rebelliously.

Her throat tightened when she saw his hand slowly reach for her face. Hook slowly fingred the lock of hair for a moment before placing it behind her ear. She enjoyed the warmth of his hand, and subconciously leaned into his hand. Such nice sensations confused Wendy, though, but now she was beyond wondering why such things were happening.

The captain brimmed with enjoyment as she leaned into his gloved hand. He wondered slyly how far he could take this before she would snap back into her senses.

Wendy stepped forward as Hooks hand went back to be come lost in her hair. She began to staree at his own darkly curled locks and wondered how they felt. Not even noticing she was doing it, she reached for once by his face and wrapped the sily material around her fingers. No matter what she did though, she could not remove her gaze from his. Wendy would only notice that Hook was getting closer.

Slipping the hooked arm around her waist slowly, she could feel his comforting warmth consume her. Wendy only leaned in as Hook slowly leaned down, and she was waiting impatiently for a new adventure to begin.

Their lips were just an inch apart, but neither moved. Hook was teasing her, and Wendy was mezmorized. She was holding her breath for this, the rush of being so close to her giving her such an overflow of different emotions that she had no clue as to what to do.

But then things changed. Hook moved. Slowly but surely, he went forward. Wendy closed her eyes, thinking that her thoughts and feelings would simply burst from them if she didn't. Wendy waited for his touch, but what she got was a whisper in her ear.

"My beauty," His voice chilled her neck. "Such a shame that you will not grow up."

And with that he swiftly turned and left the quaters and a very confused Wendy.