A/N- here's the next chapter- hope you like it! I know it's a bit shorter but I wanted to leave it on a cliffhanger. Enjoy :)

"Reinette, wake up," I hear the Doctor whisper softly from the window. "It's me, it's the Doctor. I've come to rescue you." Wanting to sleep some more I do my best to ignore him, pulling myself back into sweet dreams, but his persistent tone tells me it's urgent.

"Fine," I grumble. Then it dawns on me. "Wait, you've come to rescue me? I-I" I struggle to think of something to say as his chocolate-brown eyes bore into me. "Get on with it then! I've waited days, how long do you take?"

"Timey-wimey...stuff; I won't go into detail, it's probably too complicated for your puny human mind to- oh," he says when he sees the unimpressed look on my face. "Anyway, allons-y!" I'm glad to be back with him and laugh as I run towards the window and freed-

"Stop right there," a stern voice echoes from outside. I look out and it's Jukes. "Reinette, you promised us that you'd not escape until we found a way to get you out of here. One more move and we'll all be goners." Hurt is etched all over his face and he's not trying to hide it. It makes me feel bad because he trusted me- they all trusted me- not to try to escape.

"Surely, if you're the fearsome pirates you make out to be and they're little boys then you could, I don't know, defeat them?" the Doctor piped up, shaming them all. "You could at least give it a try, couldn't you?"

"We would but they aren't any ordinary boys- they are savages- they feast off pirate flesh. All they want is a decent meal and they don't care about anything else."

"And Jukes, that is your name isn't it?" the Doctor proceeds. How did he know Juke's name? "Have you ever tried to attack or defend yourself from these little children? I mean, they're barely out of their nappies."

"Well yes, but no," Jukes replies awkwardly.

"Then we'd better get on with preparing weapons then. Won't know until you try, will you?" He races along the deck, pulling a rope behind him whilst shouting orders to the men. All of a sudden the deck becomes a hive as they prepare for the inevitable attack when I climb out of the window. They propel on for hours, never seeming to lose energy, focussing on what might happen if Peter Pan is dead. I hear the pirates humming sometimes; the same tune as I heard once before; the one about it being a curse to be a pirate with a conscience or something. I start to admire them for who they are- mere stowaways and outcasts- but together they really make something worth fighting for.

From time to time the Doctor stops and chats with me, but the sweet moments don't last long as he is quickly snapped up and pulled away to instruct someone on how to do tie a specific knot, or say something sarcastic and funny to their opponent. It seems that he knows more than the pirates do.

"Am I the damsel in distress then?" I ask one time. "I mean, this is you rescuing me, right? So I must be in distress." He laughs out loud and replies:

"A woman from the 18th century can't be a damsel in distress- it's well before your time! Ha! Do you remember the first time we met and I came to your fireplace and said-"

"Do you know what year it is? Yes, I thought you were a complete nutter, or drunk... or both." I giggle, remembering the man from the fireplace that night, the same man right here right now; in fact, that night could have happened a few days ago for him. I remember how I was so scared I thought I was going to die. But he saved me- my imaginary friend saved my life.

"Yeah, well I suppose Captain Hook can't be a nutter can he? I mean he was drunk, but that's to do with my hook."

"You're Hook? You mean? No... You're Captain Hook? No way. And that's why you winked at me and knew my name? You sly fox!" I laugh having never called anyone that in my life and it's surprisingly satisfying! He gets dragged away from our conversation and it ends as quickly as it started.

After a while they make the finishing touches and call for me to climb out of the window, therefore letting the boys know that I have got out, but what they don't know is that we're prepared.

Starkey hands me a sword and smiles gently, wishing me the best for the battle ahead. I smile weakly, not quite sure whether I am ready- I've never handled a sword before.

The Doctor seems to sense my anxiety and hugs me tightly so I breathe in his warmth that's taken a long time coming. But he pulls away all too soon, pointing at the shore.

On the swaying deck of the Jolly Roger we wait in anticipation. A small wooden boat is launched from the sand and as it comes closer I can make out that it carries the small boys I saw earlier. Another brings the infamous Peter Pan himself. I breathe in as I prepare myself for the oncoming storm.

"Remember, this is a battle that has raged for years; since the great Wendy died in my arms," roars Jukes. "Tonight we shall end this war and restore peace to this land," he takes a deep shuddering breath and sounds a blood-curdling battle cry:

"For the love of Neverland!"