You Forget Yourself Ms. Darling

You Forget Yourself Ms. Darling

Chapter the third

Captain Hook awoke the next morning with a terrible pain in his neck, the ship swaying under his feet as he stretched, ignoring it for the moment he got up to see about his duties, forgetting all about the sleeping form laying upon his bed. Stepping out of his quarters he was nearly ran over by a hurrying crewman, his anger getting the best of him he shouted, swinging wildly with the hook, his aim was thrown off balance by the rolling waves tossing the ship about."Get out of my way you fool!" Hook shouted. The crewman, lucky to be alive didn't stop to question his captain, he moved aside and went back to his duties, barely having the courage to mutter his apologies. Hook strode to the helm and looked out onto the sea as he took over control of the ship.

They were getting close. He could feel it, feel the Neverlands working its magic, making him forget what had so upset him just yesterday, it came upon his consciousness like a fog rolling in, covering his memories once again in mystery. "The Neverlands, " Hook thought, " such a dark and disturbing place to all who encounter them, all but that Pan." Hook didn't know if Peter had created the Neverlands, or if he had just discovered them, but he did know that the land and he were connected. If Peter was sad it rained, if he was happy it was warm, and when he was away, it died, falling into a deep wintry slumber until his return.

Peter left frequently when he grew bored, but the Neverlands strong influence always brought him back. Hook left now and then too, but the lands never let him go to far, sometimes he would sail for days and end up going in circles, returning right back to Neverland port as if a great magnet had pulled him back. It was a mystery. He was trapped like a ship in a bottle, only able to leave when Peters influence over the lands were at their weakest, when the boy was asleep, of simply not there. The sound of the waves getting his attention once again he realized they had reached the boundary, stars upon black, reaching endlessly out to the sky, he headed the ship into it, trusting the stars to guide him as the Neverlands once again pulled him in. He didn't know if he was glad to be back or not.

Smee interrupted his thoughts just then, inquiring if his guest was in need of breakfast. Hook remembered then and rather then admit that he had forgotten he told Smee to watch the helm and he would take care of it. Returning from the kitchen with a tray for himself as well as the girl he saw that she was still asleep, or unconscious. Worry set over him as he looked. He was afraid of what would happen if she didn't awake, but more then that, what on earth would he do when she did?

Instead of dwelling on it he set the tray down on the desk, turning to her he was almost afraid to touch, but he knew he had to, so he gently nudged her, calling her name softly, when he saw her stir he was relieved, he tried to smile down at her and appear nonthreatening, he was expecting a look of anger when she finally saw who it was who had rescued her, but instead, Hook only saw confusion, and fear. She looked up at him from the bed, looking so small and helpless, and still very sleepy, he felt almost tender towards her, protective. At first she didn't talk, she stared around her in wonder, finally resting her eyes on her rescuer. They looked at one another and Hook swore he thought he saw a look of recognition cross her face, but then it was gone, and her face was blank again. Finally she spoke, 3 words the Captain had never thought he would hear Wendy ever say "Who are you?"

((Well hows that for a shock? I hope you liked it. I've had this fic collecting dust on my hard drive for forever and i seem to be stuck as to how to carry on with it, if anybody could offer any suggestions i would be forever appreciative))