The Second Star to the Right

The sky was riddled with purple clouds that were flying out across the horizon. The sun was setting upon and endless day. As the first stars dotted the sky, a pair of brown eyes surrounded by eyelashes dotted with sea water opened to see a ruggedly handsome face staring down at her. The dull aching pain in her back gave realisation to the wooden timbers that served as her bed of unconsciousness. As well as the awkward position of her tied hands that was digging into her spine.

"Well Garcia," his husky voice came, "I was not expecting to see you again."

The young woman groaned and turned over onto her face, ending in a muffled sneeze when grains of sand made their way up her nose. "Go away Hook!" she answered, voice muffled by the deck of the Jolly Roger.

"Unlikely," Hook answered, using his boot to roll the girl back onto her back. She was getting thoroughly annoyed by her hands that were bound behind her restricting all mobility. She was appreciative of the ability to breathe properly but she was going to make sure Hook regretted not gagging her. "You're on my ship."

"Not again," she groaned, struggling to sit up. She looked up at Hook and manoeuvred her hands around to show him, adding a smile and saying, "These aren't really necessary are they?"

Hook looked down at her with an eyebrow cocked. "You know as well as I do that you don't need me to untie you."

"This is true," she replied, bending her foot back to her hands and pulling a small blade from her boot to slice through the ropes. "I still don't know why you bother."

"It brings back fond memories," Hook smirked, eyeing her knowingly. She rolled her eyes and shrugged out of the bonds, standing to meet him at the wheel. He was steering the ship in an endless circle around Pan's Island as day turned into night. "Never mind me though. Why are you back in Neverland, love?"

"Oh really?" she responded, walking towards him, "No hello or welcome."

"Yes, how silly of me," Hook said, his good hand fly out in a flourished bow. "Welcome back to hell Indigo Garcia. Although, I do question how you left last time. Considering Pan didn't know you were here, it's curious that he'd let you leave."

"That my dear Captain is a lie," Indigo answered, walking slowly across to the side of the ship and leaning back into it. "Pan may have control of the island, but not the entire world."

"So you found a loophole?" Hook enquired, genuinely intrigued.

"There are multiple ways out of here Hook," Indigo answered, inclining her head towards Hooks coat pocket. "But you know that."

"I will never get used to you doing that," he mumbled in annoyance of her intuition, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a single magic bean.

"Where are you headed?"

"The Enchanted Forest," he replied. "You're lucky I was here to save you love. Who knows where you would've ended up if I'd left earlier?"

"I would've had to ensure that the mermaids made good on their promise."

Hook looked over at her curiously. Nobody made deals with mermaids – mermaids hated everyone. He'd tried, using every method humanly possible, but they resisted his charms.

"Come now Hook," she continued, sashaying forward, "You don't honestly think that I did nothing the last time I was here."

"I don't know what you do Garcia," Hook said as she placed her hand upon his on the wheel. He looked back at her carefully, "You've aged," he finally stated.

"Leaving Neverland does that to you," the young woman said, smirking. "You're going to get older Killian."

"Oh don't give me that look." He shrugged off her hand and called over one of his few crewmen to take the helm. He made his way down the length of the ship with Indigo right behind him. He swung around quickly, catching her off her guard, her hand caught in his hook. He slid it towards her wrist, finding a chain there, with several charms that glittered in the last rays of sun, disappearing quickly to be replaced by a low moon.

"You still have it," he murmured as pulled her hand out of his hook, leaving her bracelet in his grasp.

"So? It looks nice. People compliment me on it back home."

"I have extremely good taste," Hook nodded.

"Well," Indigo started, snatching it back and sliding it onto her wrist, "you probably stole it from someone completely innocent."

"And that doesn't tarnish your attraction to me at all." His hand came around her waist, pulling her in close. He smelled of the sea, and she had missed it; not that she was able to admit that to anyone, least of all herself. Their foreheads were barely touching as Hook asked once more, "Why are you here Indie?"

"You know I didn't come back for you," she muttered.

"You never would," he said knowingly.

"I came for him," Indigo said, looking Hook dead in the eye.

"You're one in a long line of dead people Indigo," Hook replied, pushing her away and turning. "And you do realise that this is a suicide mission. No one kills Pan."

"I never said that was my mission," she answered, beginning to walk away.

"Indigo," Hook protested, walking after her as she grasped her hand around the rigging, stepping up onto the wooden rail. His eyes followed her direction, seeing the outline of Neverland beneath the moonlight. Small telltale signs of fire could be seen through the foliage and Hook saw that Pan's camp was exactly where Indigo was headed.

She spun round lightly, placing a light kiss on his frustrated forehead before turning back to the ocean.

"Have fun in the Enchanted Forest Hook."

"But there's-"

"Oh and don't worry," she said with a smirk that she had learnt from him, "You're not coming back here for a while."

Indigo leapt into the water gracefully, resurfacing a few metres away in the black water and beginning her silent swim to the shore.

"You and your intuition," Hook murmured, turning his head to face the starboard side of the boat. He pulled from his coat pocket the small bean that had come into his possession many moons ago. Throwing it overboard he watched the water swirl in the distance, creating its own incandescent light.

"Alright mates," Hook shouted, "once more unto the breach!"

"What Captain?"

"The portal you idiots," he groaned, pointing his hook at the bright glow in the water. As the boat swung a sharp right, Hook took one last glance at the girl making her way to Pan's Island. She moved slowly but steadily further away from him as he pulled out one more thing from his pocket. A small silver dagger carved just like Indigo's favourite weapon made its way from his hand to the chain around his neck just as the ship made its way into the portal.

And he was gone.

A/N: New story! Haven't written anything in a while! Not too sure where this is going, but its-gonna-be-good. Please review!