A/N: Again no Beta. Another chapter. :)

James Hook turned in his sleep, and woke up with a strange feeling. He had a turning on his stomach, and it was very unpleasant. He moved and pulled Wendy to him, whom had managed to move away from him. He had his arms around her waist and smiled at her as he placed his hand over her hands.

His moving made Wendy wake up. She slowly blinked in to conciousness and lightly hummed as she stretched. She glanced out a window to see at about what time it was and then at Hook to see if he was awake or if he went back to sleep. Hook turned his head, moving into her, asleep now. He was sleeping now. Pushing the feeling aside from him.

She wondered how to get out of the bed-and his grasp- without waking him. Or if she should just wake him up...no... She moved her arms away from their bodies and slowly started to slide out of his grasp.

He moved his arms off of her, turning onto his side to stay asleep. He was much to sleepy to be awake by her mere movements.

She quickly got out of bed and got changed into one of her new dresses. She wanted to get out of the cabin so Hook wouldn't be disturbed. She dropped a pin while she was putting her hair up.

Why do you even care if he get's disturbed?

She quickly picked it up and got on her way. She walked onto the almost deserted deck and looked around. She really did love being so close to the ocean all the time. The sea breeze kissed her face and she smiled.

She walked to the side of the ship and looked at the horizon. There was something coming towards them... or someone...

Her heart lept to her throat and she blinked to make sure that she was seeing things correctly.

Peter...

Peter Pan flew towards the Jolly Rodger. He hadn't seen his arch nemisis Captain James Hook in a while and he wanted to make sure he was kept in his place. He flew in lazy circles until he got to the ship and stood on the edge. That's when he saw her.

She was standing near him with wide blue eyes and a gaping mouth with her full lips.

He knew those eyes... He knew those lips...

"Wendy...?" He hardly recognized his own voice.

"Peter." Her voice was so different but exactly the same.

Peter didnt think of why she was on the boat. He didn't think of how she came back. All he knew was-

"You came back." The boy whispered, not moving any closer to her. His green eyes scanned over her form. "You're different..." His eyes were narrowed but he started to smile and flew down to her until she was in his arms and they were both in the air. He twirled them around in a great embrace and he laugh the familiar carefree laugh Wendy knew so well.

It sounded like it was from a dream.

"Let's go! We need to show the boys and..and Tink and...Tigerlily and everyone! We need to celebrate!" He exclaimed and before she could say anything, they were both high in the air and flying away from her new home and James Hook.

James awoke shooting up in his bed, as he got up and walked out of his room in his pants and then looked up and glared up at the retreating figures. He growled. "All hands on deck!" he bellowed and went to the stern. He knew where their hide out was and if Peter was going to act up now, he is going to have to invade again. His blue eyes furrowed as pirates ran onto the deck to help the captain. "Hoist thy anchor!" he cried and the men began to raise the anchor.

He turned the boat to head for land, and hissed. "Fucking Peter."

Wendy held onto Peter as he flew them to his treehouse. "I knew you'd come back! And it's all right that you're a little older, you can stay just the same forever now. It's not too late." He reassured her and continued to fly.

"Peter, we need to talk!" Wendy said loudly.

"Talking can wait until later!" He dismissed and spun them around in another circle, laughing when she held onto him tighter.

"No, I don't think it can Peter..." She said but it was too late and he was already at the treehouse. He landed them in the top of the tree, away from the rest of life.

He looked out her with an out of breath smile, "Where are the boys? Micheal, John?"

"They're still... in London..." She admitted and looked at him. He was exactly the same. She felt her eyes start to burn but she blinked it all away in vein. "I...Peter..."

"No, Wendy..." He stood up and looked at her with a serious expression, "You did this before. You keep ruining things. Everything is fine and fun and free. Why do we have to talk?" He yelled childishly. Exactly. Childishly.

"Peter," She tried to control her breathing but her voice cracked. He was making this so hard. "P-Peter..."

"No! You came back! You're here and you're mine! Why are you doing this?" Peter started to fly away but Wendy quickly got ahold of his hand.

"Peter..." A few tears ran down her pale cheeks, "Peter, I've grown up. It's not the same..." She tried to say but he pulled away from her and flew away angrily.

"I'm keeping you Wendy! You're mine! Stop messing things up!" He cried out before leaving completely, abandoning Wendy in the tree.

Wendy climbed down, silently crying. She didn't have any reason to stop crying and no one was around. She cried as she walked away from the tree house. She cried as she walked in the forest towards the ocean. She cried when she gave up and sat on a rock underneath a tree. James would never forgive her. She couldn't go back to Peter. She had no where to go. She'd just stay by that rock and make a house out of shrubbery like last time and live by herself.

She pulled her knees up to her chest and continued to cry with her face in her knees.

It was in an hour the ship docked on to the shore, and James was the first off of the ship. He turned and waved his sword to gain the attention of his crew and then grinned evilly. "I don't care who brings her back, or... who kills Peter. I want Wendy Moira Anglea Darling back on my ship immediately! Harmed, or unharm, but if you bring her back dead, I will kill you too." he hissed, and with the roar of understanding of his crew, he then turned. The tail of his coat billowing dramatically as he headed onto the land to find his wench, his hair fanning behind him as he walked, his mouth in a disgusting grin. That bitch, he thought, when I gets my hands on her... he smiled.

The crew men, filed off of the ship and lerked out in the dark looking about for Peter and his boys. Stupid, but they weren't really all that smart in the first place. However, when one of them saw a small boy scurrying off to the hide out, they tapped their blade and the other crew men at his side, looked up and follow him.

Soon, the group of pirates had followed the small boy into the hallows of the jungle and was standing at the foot of the entrance that the small boy had ran into. Did they dare enter? They wondered. They looked around and then looked back at the trail they had come from. "Go find the captain." one over weigh pirate man said to Smee.

Smee nodded, and ran off into the bushes to look for Captain Hook.

Hook growled slicing through the thick viens with his sword and tossed his hat aside. "Wendy! Oh Wendy!" he called tauntingly, dragging his blade across the dirt of the tangled jungle."Come to me Wendy..." he whispered allowing the breeze to carry out his voice to the rest of the jungle. "Come back to me love..."

Wendy heard some rucus in the distance but didn't care what for. Probably just the Indians... She thought in the back of her minds as she stopped her hysterical crying until there were just small trails of tears on her tired, indifferent face.

She blinked and more tears streamed down her face. How can she live by herself? Live off of what? She couldn't do this... but she had to... She should have never made that stupid wish...

"Weeeeendy."He taunted with the gentle blowing wind. "Wendy, come to me." he said and then looked around. "Wendy Darling." he called and then looked about on the ground finding trails of used pixie dust.

He smirked following the trail. He looked about, and found some on a tree. He circled the tree and saw Wendy sitting on a rock crying. He looked at her for a moment, and then put his sword into his cover. How dare she sit there crying... She had took that little boys hand and now she had gotten what she deserved. "Wendy." he said firmly bringing her out of her thoughts, "Come here." he lifted his hand to her, his hook on his sword cover.

She looked up at him with her wide, blue, currently glassy eyes. She quickly looked away tried to wipe away any trace of tears on her face. She blinked a few times to see if her eyes would stay dry then looked back up at him. She silently slid off of the rock and walked over to him hesitantly.

"I didn't know he was going to come to the ship...and he took me before I could even think... he wouldn't let me talk and said that I ruin everything, that I was his...then he left me in a treetop..." she let out a sad bark of laughter then walked up close enough to him to be in touching distance. She looked up at him for the first time since she started talking, "You can hate me forever...and just leave me...I understand." She muttered at the end and braced herself for anything.

He grabbed her hand, and then pulled her into his arms. "You swear that be true, wench?" he asked her as he looked down at her. He didn't believe her one bit. No he didn't but that was only because he was feeling hurt, betrayed. She'd gone back on her word. No wonder they said, 'Promise, on my word as an english gentlemen.'

She nodded softly, "Mhmm..." She voiced weakly and tried again, "I swear," She tried to stay emotionally numb but she couldn't and impulsively wrapped her arms around him tightly, her cheek on his chest.

"Ok, my lady." he whispered and then looked at her and lifted her up into his arms. "Rest your head." he told her turning with her in his arms to go back to the boat. "No more crying either, you hear?" he said softly.

He walked slowly with her in his arms, feeling content. She had willingly come to him... Willingly... He looked down at her, as his arms tightened on her arm, holding her up higher. She wanted to be with him.

"Let her go Hook!"

Hook looked up and saw Peter in the sky looking down at him holding Wendy. He smiled and looked to Wendy, "Stay right here love..." he whispered and kissed her temple. "I'll be right back."

"Darn you Hook! Always ruining things!" Peter said and flew down jumping onto his feet as he looked at him. "Wendy's mine!" he cried childishly.

"No, Peter. She's mine." he smirked and then withdrew his sword. "If you want to fight for her...well... come and attempt." he smiled urging the boy into a fight.

Peter glared and withdrew his small sword and raised it to Hook's. "I won't allow it." he said stubbornly, and swung his sword forward which Hook hit with his and they began to dance in a well prepared dance that the two did almost daily.

"She's mine Peter. Neverland gave her to me!" Hook hissed his hook grabbing Peter's hand and he smirked.

"No!" Peter said tears weilding in his eyes. "No! She's been mine and always will be mine!" he said and cried out in pain as Hook's hook dragged acrossed his skin. With the young boy weeping at the new cut on his body, Hook walked back to Wendy.

"Darling... give me a sweet kiss. Show Peter, just how you wish to be with me..." he whispered touching her face as Peter looked up and over at them. What was he whispering to her? he wondered holding his bleeding hand.

Wendy, shaken up over the fight and her crying and bloody friend, looked from him to Peter and back. Her head felt light and fuzzy and her breathing was erratic but her eyes were locked with James's. She suddenly had her lips pressed against his, her mind spinning and heart beating wildly. She pulled away and looked at James, surprised of her own action, then at the floor not wanting to see Peter.

Peter's eyes widen when he saw the kiss and then he got up crying out loudly. Hook smirked turning and swung his sword at Peter. Peter was such a child... he thought as he moved on him, their swords clincking until Peter in a fit of anger flew off into the sky. "COWARD!" he shouted to the crying child and turned to look at Wendy. His breathing heavy and his shirt clinging to him due to his sweat.

"Wendy..." he said softly and looked at her surprised. "Wendy, my dear, are you alright?" he asked her and kneeled beside her.

"Just give me a moment..." She said uneasily and stood up, looking like she recovered completely. One of the many things she learned from her mother and grandmother was that one should always be in control of their emotions (especially around others) and they must always be strong yet feminine and lovely. She took a deep breath with her eyes closed. When she opened her eyes again, she said "I'm all right. Perfectly peachy."

"Don't lie to me." he hissed.

"Overwhelmed..." She replied and glared at him. He could read her too well. She didn't like it.

"Anything else?" he asked and touched her cheek, before pulling her to his chest. "Mm, and by the way, you behaved well enough to resume your title as Wench." he smiled.

"What was it before?" She asked curiously, looking up at his face even though they were only inches apart.

"Filthy Bitch." he smirked, and took her hand in his walking to his ship.

"Charming." She said flatly and started walking with him. Why did she kiss him again? She thought and sighed, shaking her head at him.

He looked at her and pushed her roughly against a near by tree. "Your mine, Wendy. There's no use wishing to be rid of me. I thought we were getting into a better relationship?" he hissed to her, pressing his blade to her throat. "Why would you even want to be friends with someone so damn childish?" he asked her and pressed the blade into her some. "Neverland gave you to me. ME. Not Peter. Never think of Peter Pan again. Never. If you agree, aboard my ship..." he said and glared at her. "If not... take of your dress, your stockings, your shoes, and get out of my sight..." he said and with drew his sword walking to his ship. He was angry. Very angry, yes, she had said it wasn't her fault. He had a promise that was broken. He was collecting his toll.

He froze, "Oh if you come aboard, you must know one thing." he said turning to her. "If you make any contact with Peter Pan, I will personally give you to the mermaids." he said and nodded. "Yep, yep. Tis all." he said and walked onto his ship.

She gaped angrily at him as he walk away "That man!" She growled out. She paced in front of the ship for a few minutes but her anger didn't subside and she stormed after him. She found him on the deck and she dragged him into the cabin they shared. "You!" She started, letting go of his arm. "I can't believe...why is it all right for you to give me handfuls of rules to follow for this relationship and you get nothing to follow? How is that remotely right?" She started to rant.

"Because my dear your a woman... and I'm the captain." he said and opened the door. "HOIST THY ANCHOR! HEAD TO SEA!" he told his men and looked at her and smiled. "This is my ship, that is my crew. Neverland gave you to me, and so you'll do whatever I say, no questions ask. Or to the mermaids you go." he said with a smirk and walked to his closet to undress.

That was that. No words to be said. It was a done deal. Just like he said.