A/N- here's the next update bringing a different view to the whole Peter Pan thing. I promise there'll be more Doctor Who in the next chapter! Meanwhile, please review- I love reading them! Enjoy :)

Golden sunlight rains down on me as I awake from my enchanting sleep.

I dreamed that I was with the Doctor- as all my dreams seem to turn out. I was laughing with him one minute and the next the boy- what was his name?- Peter Pan challenged him to a duel. I flung a sword for him and he caught it skilfully. Peter thrust his sword towards my friend but the Doctor defended himself- only just. Peter attacked again and scraped his right arm leaving an open wound from shoulder to elbow. The Doctor weakened and I could tell he wasn't very good a sword fighting anyway. The next blow the boy hit struck my hero's heart. A sob emitted from me as I realised that it was all over. All of the adventures I had in my head and then the real ones that I shared with the Doctor... were gone. A bright orange light flashed and I woke up.

I notice something a bit strange- the light above me is swaying back and forth. A chilling feeling creeps up my spine- like someone is watching me. But they can't be. The hut is empty. I glance out of the window and watch the waves rolling in. I can hear them slapping against a boat. Wait- a boat? I'm on a boat? I stick my head out of the window and am horrified to see about fifty pirates kneeling around the shack. Fifty. They look so terrifying. Some have chunks of ears missing from fights. One or two have an eye patch and a wooden leg. Most have teeth missing from their rotten mouths and all of them are unforgivably dirty. I've never seen someone as dirty as that!

A knock echoes from the door. I wait a minute, trying to think of what to say to them all. They look as if they need mothering more than the small boys did. Finally I answer the door.

"Don't pass this line!" a gruff voice shouts. I look up to see a giant of a man with a frizzy and unkempt beard with a few teeth missing. He is heavily tattooed and has a scar from his shoulder to his elbow. It's like the one the Doctor received in my dream. "Well don't stare at it, lady. It's that Pan that did it. I vow to get revenge in every possible way one day. This is one way- kidnapping you," I shudder. Have they really picked up the whole hut and taken it to the ship? I look down to see a bright white line marked across the doorway.

"Why shouldn't I cross the line?" I ask curiously.

"You'll die. There's a vaporisation device in the doorway- if anyone crosses it either way then they'll die," he mutters darkly.

"What about the window?"

"There's a chip in your elbow," I consciously rub my elbow and feel a slight bump where the boys inserted the chip of metal. "If you leave then they'll know and they'll come and kill you and everyone else around you. Only Pan can undo these things." He spits out Peter Pan's name- as if it exploded in his mouth and caused him discomfort.

"How do you know all this?" It seems far more advanced than what they should be capable of. They're just pirates- simple beings who live only to loot and kill. Technology is the stuff of the Doctor; not me and certainly not them.

"There was another girl- that's all you need to know." I see a small tear form in the corner of his eye but it disappears as quickly as it appeared. Suddenly, I remember my manners.

"I'm Madame de Pompadour by the way. Or Reinette. Who are you?" I enquire inquisitively. They've got to have names, surely.

"I am Jukes. This is Starky," he points at the cleanest of the lot- he has a pocket watch in his breast pocket and he looks like a real gentleman so I smile at him and he returns with a warm smile. "This is Cecco," I blush when I see the extremely handsome man with tanned skin. "Here's Cookson," he gestured at a rather plump pirate with a few teeth missing. Jukes added under his breath: "Don't eat his food," and mimed being slit in the throat. I had to giggle at that. He went through all of the pirates. Noodler had his hands on backwards; the thought of it just terrifies me and makes me feel sick.

"There's nothing much I can do for you, missy," the kindly Jukes explains after I tell him the situation I'm in. "I've received no reports of the strange blue box you tell us about but I'll keep you up-to date with anything that you might want to hear. There's just one more person I have to introduce you to. Oh Captain!" he cries towards the cabin on the far side of the ship.

The pirates start to sing unnervingly. It's the same song as I heard earlier:

"Who does a-pillaging and swabs the decks with blood? Who's the finest man in anyone's book? Who is feared in every harbour, cuts more throats than any barber, yes its good old Captain Hook!"

They stop suddenly and a dark figure appears in the doorway. He strides towards me, the bright sunlight illuminating his features. The man has a long, pointed nose and a straggly beard which really needs washing. His dark hair falls loose around his shoulders and upon his head he wears a crimson hat with a single feather sticking up. His red velvet coat sweeps behind him in a menacing way. There's another thing that chills me to the bone- one of his hands is a hook. I stare at it for a while- mesmerised by the shiny met-

"If you're staring at my hook, girl, then you'd better take your eyes of it; it's not worth looking at," his deep voice is full of anger and hatred yet there's a tinge of sadness and regret. "I am the one and only Captain Hook. We have decided to recue you out of the kindness of our own hearts. There's only one catch- you can't leave the hut. Whilst we try to sort this problem out we ask you one thing- that you read bedtime stories to us," I giggle. The pirates want a bedtime story! "It's not funny, girl. We'll give you all afternoon to think of one before you tell it tonight. That is all Reinette." He winks at me as he saunters off. Why did he wink at me? How does he know my name? Why are they being so nice to me- aren't they pirates? These question will have to be answered sooner or later...