"You saw that movie to?"

"I know right? Tinkerbell is nothing like the small pixie from the movie." Hook groaned and tried to cover his ears with his hand...and hook. it was bad enough that Baelfire was back and still not forgiving him for leaving him years ago, but he just had to spend every. Bleeping. Second of his time with Emma. Hook couldn't even wink at her without getting a glare. The apple didn't fall as far from the tree as he had thought. Currently they were laughing about something that they called a movie while poor Hook was TRYING to sleep. Groaning he turned onto his other side to face them. The distance between the two did comfort him slightly. How they were laughing didn't. "And the mermaids! Can you believe the things that they wore?"

"The writers were pretty accurate in writing about them." they both laughed breaking Hooks last bit of patience. They were on the most blasted island in the entire universe, trying to save the life of a child, there child to be exact and neither one of them were even trying to get some sleep? Great parenting there. Like he always said, if you can't beat them join them.

"Oi, what are you two going on about?" they both turned to him as he rose up and walked over to them. Emma gave a teasing smirk as he sat next to her, while Baelfire-or Neal as he was now called- crossed his arms and tried to edge away. Bloody idiot, couldn't the lad just get over it already?

"Did we wake you up?" Hook turned and returned the teasing smirk. At least he had some motivation for being awake.

"Actually love, I wasn't sleeping. Two of you made it a lot harder than it should be." Emma smirked and nudged him with her shoulder.

"You mean that whole bottle of rum you drank doesn't have anything to do with it?" he grinned at her and pushed her gently with his hook. Didn't answer though.

"So what is it that is keeping the two of you so entertained?" Neal huffed and answered in a snarky tone.

"Were talking about a movie. You probably haven't heard of it." He probably didn't, but the way he said it pissed him off.

"Well I so happen to know just what that is." Neal scoffed. For good reason to.

"Oh yeah? What is it?" snap. What now? Lucky for Hook he always make sure to be prepared at moments like this.

"It's easy! Go on Emma, tell him." Emma laughed. "A movie, Hook, is basically a story that is shown in pictures to people." Hook grinned at Neal triumphantly. It was as if he was saying to him, 'there you go. Happy now?' He mumbled under his breath about how she had been explaining to him, but Hook turned his attention back to Emma.

"And what movie had caught the fine lady's attention this lovely evening?" Emma didn't even bat an eye to his flirting. The notion both impressed him and bothered him at the same time. Until she said the movie was about Peter pan. Hook's hook almost fell off. "What? Who in all the sea's would ever make a movie about that monstrosity?" they both chuckled a little under their breaths, leaving Hook out of the joke.

"Peter pan from the movie isn't the same as the one here. This peter pan is a nice boy. So basically, the opposite of this one." Hook stared at her like she had just told him she had found his secret stash of rum and thrown it off the boat. "The movies not that bad actually. Henry's watched it once or twice." Henry. That was Emma's son correct? Also the same son as Neal...not so good. Hook asked Emma what happened in this, I quote, 'inaccurate' movie. "Peter goes and finds some kids from London-which is a city in my world- and brings them to never land and they go around fighting pirates and meeting the lost boys. in the end the children leave to go back home." smart children.

One, and only one thing really caught his attention though. "Fighting pirates you say?" she took a swing at some of Hooks rum before answering. Emma was drinking his alcohol without him having to pressure her. Bad sign.

"Yeah, you're in it. Didn't I mention something about waxed moustaches and perms?" Neal snorted and tried to cover up his laugh. Maybe that really was a bad thing. "Most of the people here are different from the movie versions actually. The lost boys, peter, tinker bell, the mermaids, and some Indians. Are there any Indians here?" Neal nodded confidently, but Hook on the other hand sobered. Under his breath he mumbled, some of them maybe. But fortunately for him he spoke to quietly for them to hear. "I'm surprised Wendy and her brothers aren't here. They were the main characters." Neal gave a small smile.

"Actually, I met Wendy." Emma turned to him and stared at him in awe. The look on her face was the definition of no way on earth! Neal just laughed and continued. "And her brothers. They took me in when I had nowhere else to go. There the reason I got stuck here actually." Emma was staring at him in awe. Most of the time she would never show that much emotion openly, and Hook wondered if she had overdosed on the rum. Or it was possible that was just how she acted around Neal. Hook didn't like that. Wendy though...they couldn't have been talking about...

"Oi, are you speaking of Wendy darling?" they both spun around, making him the new centre of attention.

"Wait, you too? Both of you know Wendy darling? Wow, the universe really is smaller than I thought," Emma commented, pretty chill on the matter. Neal on the other hand wasn't happy about this new outcome.

"No way. You couldn't have possibly met Wendy." Hooks famous grin spread across his face, finally gaining the upper hand.

"It's not a lie mate. Wendy was a member of my crew for some time." Part of his crew? She might as well have controlled it, by the way the rest of the mates all daunted on the little child as if she was an angel sent from heaven.

"That can't be. I came here so that she would never have to." Hook shrugged, even though he knew that Wendy had been here because of Neal. She had told him once, though he never realized it was him until years after her stay with Hook. Because of that he never told her his relation to Neal, or all that trust she had in him would have been lost. "It's a different Wendy. That's got to be it," Neal argued back at him.

"How many Wendy's do you know mate? How many Wendy DARLINGS?" Neal stubbornly wouldn't back down. Even if it was so obvious he was wrong. Finally Emma spoke up before starting a fight between the boys…again.

"Girls girls, your both pretty. Please, is an argument really going to help anyone? So he met Wendy darling, it's not the end of the world!" they both looked at each other, silently agreeing to drop it. Neal nodded and Hook kept silent, which for them was enough of an answer. "Good." Emma stood up all leader like. "Then I'm going to get to bed. We have a long day tomorrow." Hook grinned at her like a pirate. Of course.

"Pleasant dreams love. Please refrain to dream of me, it will only distract you from the task at hand." Emma ignored him as she walked over to her tent and got into her covers. Neal also walked away, not without giving Hook a glare of course. It took the two of them only two minutes to get to sleep. Though this had been what Hook had wanted, now he wasn't able to get to sleep. The thought of Wendy had brought in a flood of memories, some that he wasn't prepared for. With a sigh he grabbed his bottle and took a long gulp as he began to remember. He wasn't going to be sleeping much tonight.