My first Captain Swan Fic! Hope you guys enjoy it and please, please R & R! It fuels me to write faster!

Chapter One

Chapter One

A few hundred miles just north of the mysterious island in the world of Neverland, the sea was eerily quiet. Not a single ripple skimmed through the water, not the slightest breeze stirred the air and the only sound was a distant cry of a bird as he flew free somewhere in the clouds.

The quiet then turned to chaos as the bow of the ship broke through the calmed surface. The air was no longer quiet and if the bird cried out you didn't hear it over roaring of the wooden ship plowing up and up.

On that ship, the captain held tightly onto the helm as the Jolly Roger was almost at a full vertical angle as it shot straight up to the sky. He looked over to see David holding onto Mary Margaret tightly with one arm while he gripped the rope like a lifeline on the other. He saw the queen holding onto another rope as her body bucked and her legs flailed. Rumple slipped and Hook couldn't help but be somewhat pleased when he began sliding down the slippery deck before slamming into cabin. Sure, he didn't want to kill him anymore, but he could still enjoy small pleasures of his misery.

Then he heard Emma behind him and since he was incapable of turning completely around, he leaned his weight against the helm and shot his hook behind him. He didn't know if she needed help or if she would take it, but he at least wanted to try. Not a moment later he felt the tug on his hook so he yanked her up just as the Jolly Roger was about to make its rough descent.

He managed to get her between him and the helm as he caged her between his arms. "Hold on!" he yelled over the wind swirling around them. "It's about to get rough."

"About to?!" she yelled up at him and saw a flash of his grin before she finally wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head in his chest as she felt her stomach drop as the front of the ship began to fall, fast and smooth until it hit the sea with a violent crash.

A huge wave of water came crashing down on them as the ship continued to buck up and down, up and down before it finally rocked gently over the now calmer sea. The wild wind had died down to a nice breeze and the sun was now breaking through the clouds.

"Well," Hook managed as he still felt slightly out of breath. "That was fun."

"Speak for yourself," Emma said as she still clung to him.

Hook laughed as he gave her head a pat. "Oh, come now, Emma…It wasn't all that bad, was it?"

"Just shut up and stay still," Emma said she closed her eyes and began to breath. "I have to let it pass."

He frowned as he looked down at her. She was still holding onto him, her face was pale and her eyes closed. "Let what pass, Swan? What's the matter?"

"It's nothing…I just get a little sea sick…that's all." She felt his chest start to shake and quickly snapped her head back. "Are you laughing at me?"

"Oh, I wouldn't say that I was laughing at you…more amused than anything. My tough, stubborn Swan gets seasick does she?"

"Shut up, Hook," she muttered as she rolled her eyes and started to walk away, but then cursed softly when she felt the world start to turn.

Hook chuckled as she fell back against him and wrapped his arm around his waist. "Steady now, love."

"Emma!" David ran up to them with Mary Margaret close behind. "Are you okay? You're white as a sheet."

"I'm fine!" she insisted as she held up a hand.

"Her sea legs are just a little green," Hook assured him as he let her get back to her feet but kept a hand on her hip for a moment to make sure she was okay. "But they'll get stronger over time."

Mary Margaret turned when she heard Regina moan as she was getting up to her feet. "I'm going to make sure she's okay."

"Man, that was a hell of a ride," David said once she left.

Hook saw a hint of pleasure in his eyes and smiled. "You enjoyed it, didn't you?"

"Well…I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, but it was sort of…okay, yes…I loved it…and I'm already looking forward to when we do it again."

"And we will," Hook said assured him. "As soon as we find the lad."

"I better go check on Rumple," David said as he glanced over at him. "He looks beat up."

"Can't say that I don't enjoy seeing that," Hook said to Emma as David walked off.

"I bet…so, did we make it?" Emma asked as she walked carefully over to the edge of the ship. "I don't see any land." She turned to Hook when he joined her. "How can we be sure we're in Neverland?"

"We're in Neverland."

"You're positive?"

"Aye," he nodded as he gazed out to sea. "I can feel it…it's not a feeling one forgets."

Emma looked at his face and could see his emotions as clear as glass. "This is difficult for you," she said to him as she placed a hand on his arm. "I didn't realize…was it hard? Your years here in Neverland?"

He looked down at her. "It wasn't the best times of my long, miserable life…that's for sure."

"Yet, you came anyway."

"I told you I would help you find, Henry…that's what I'm doing, Emma."

"You could have backed out…"

"Maybe I would have," he admitted after a moment. "When I was selfish, cold, manipulative… and revenge was the only thing on my mind." He glanced over to where Gold now sat alone as he got his bearings. "I'm trying not to be that man anymore…and when I realized that Neverland was where we were headed, I knew that was my first test…and I didn't want to disappoint myself." He looked away from Gold and looked back down at Emma. "Or you."

Emma felt her heart tumble painfully in her chest and all she could manage was a quick squeeze of his arm and a small smile. "Thank you," she finally said and then turned towards the others before he could say anything else.

"Well, now that we're all just fine and dandy," Regina said as she ran her fingers restlessly through her wet tangled hair. "Let's get going…we're wasting time."

"Are we even sure that we're in the right place?" Gold asked as he limped over. "I don't see anything but sea and skies."

"We're in Neverland," Emma assured him. "Hook says we are…that he could feel it."

Regina snorted. "And we're suppose to just trust him on that?"

Emma looked back over at Hook and their eyes locked. "Yes," she said never taking her eyes away. "Yes, we are."

Overwhelmed with her trust in him he only was able to give her a quick nod but couldn't keep his eyes away from her. It wasn't until Mary Margaret came up and touched his arm that he finally was able to break away.

"Hook," she said urgently. "You know this land…you've been here before…you need to be the one to lead the way…to tell us what we need to do to get Henry back."

"You can't be serious," Regina snarled but everyone ignored her.

"She's right," David said and waited until Hook looked at him. "What's our next move…mate?"

"Oh, so now I'm your mate?"

The corner of his mouth lifted into a small grin. "For the time being."

"Fair enough," he said with a nod and then took a moment to think. He moved over to starboard and looked over to the south…where the island stood. He vowed never to return to this place, but here he was…with a crew of five, but only three he trusted, with the sole purpose of saving a boy…a boy that meant more to him than he realized. Bae's son…Emma's son…Milah's grandson. Yes…this little adventure was worth dying for, but he'd do everything he can to protect not only him…but his interesting crew as well.

He turned around to his crew and said, "Protection…that is the first thing we need to do. Protect ourselves from the Lost Ones, because if they capture us before we even start then all is lost."

Emma nodded. "Okay…how?"

Hook turned to Gold. "When I first came to Storybrooke…Cora enchanted this ship to be concealed…invisible to anyone that wasn't on the Jolly Roger. That protection spell broke when she died."

Regina glared at Mary Margaret who looked away shamefully.

"Do you think you can create the same protection?" Hook asked him. "So the Lost Ones, or Greg and Tamara couldn't see us?"

Gold gave him a nod. "Of course I can…I'll go do that now." He then left them and headed to the front of the ship.

Hook turned to Emma. "The island is south of us…if we sail straight toward it we'll hit the north side…the Lost Ones are camped on the south side of the island…I remember that much."

"You keep saying Lost Ones…don't you mean Lost Boys?"

"No," he said shaking his head. "The Lost Boys are innocent…the Lost Ones are ruthless. It's best you remember that."

"So what's the best way to do this?" David asked as he casually put an arm around Mary Margaret. He could tell she was still upset about the mentioning of Cora's death. "Do we sail over to the south side, or attack from a different direction?"

"A different direction," he said as he leaned against the edge of the ship and folded his arms. "It would be better to attack from land, than sea…they wouldn't be expecting it."

"Do you think you could draw a map?" Emma asked. "So we can see the island and get a better idea of our surroundings."

"I believe I could…sure, but before we do anything…we need to scout their camp and see what we're up against…we need to find an ally that would help us."

"An ally?" Regina asked. "Do you have someone in mind?"

"I do indeed."

"And do you trust him?" Emma urgently. "Enough to risk it?"

"Her," he corrected. "And yes, I do…I saved her life a long time ago so she's in my debt…plus, she's mad for me, so that helps."

Emma rolled her eyes. "Oh god…it's not, Tinker Bell is it?"

Hook let out a loud laugh. "Tinker Bell? God, no…besides, she's probably still mighty pissed at me for leaving her, so…best not count on her. You don't want a pissed off fairy aimed at your direction, believe you me." When Emma just stared at him with a look of shock, he just grinned and pushed off from the rail. "Let's go down to the cabin while Gold is working on the spell…I'll draw you that map."

Emma watched him walk away before turning to Regina. "Why don't you go check on Gold, see if he needs any help…you guys stay here and keep watch and I'll go down with Hook…we'll let you know when he's done with the map."

She caught up with him at the door of his cabin. "So who is it? This girl you trust?" She then gasped. "Is it Tiger Lily?"

Hook lifted an amused brow. "Look at you? You're like an excited little kid."

Emma immediately sobered. "Sorry…I just…Peter Pan was one of my favorite stories when I was growing up."

"Don't apologize," he said with a small laugh. "I quite like this side of you, but…sorry, it's not Tiger Lily…although, she might be a formidable ally down the road. The Indians are keen on doing the right thing and they are no friend of the Lost Ones."

"Really? Would we be able to find her?"

"Yes…and we will if we have time, but…we'll have to see what my ally can find out first."

"So…if it isn't Tinker Bell or Tiger Lily, than who is it?"

"You'll find out soon enough, Swan," he said with a grin and then opened the door. "After you."