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Embracing Darkness	By : pegasus2704 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 11148 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Miss Wendy, please don’t cry. I have good news! The captain decided to allow you to leave the cabin to walk about on the deck of the ship, with my company of course. Within time, he may even allow you to leave the ship with us!" Smee sounded so excited at the small privilege granted. Wendy sniffled, and tried to smile at the older man, who was obviously trying to cheer her up again. She had not even realized that an entire day had passed. She had wallowed in her misery, taking brief breaks to mend some of her new dresses. When her frustration with her current situation had overcome her boredom, she had allowed the tears to begin flowing again. Somewhat grateful for the interruption, Wendy dried her eyes and stood up unsteadily. Taking a deep breath, she regained her composure and gave the old pirate a weak smile.
"Oh Smee, I really wish that we had met under better circumstances." She gave him a tired hug, which he awkwardly returned before grabbing her hand to pull her out onto the ship.
“A lady like you wouldn’t have any other reason to walk with an old seadog like me. Now off with us!” Smee said, pulling her out of the cabin.
In the salty night air, Wendy could see pirates still bustling about the bust deck. She climbed the stairs up to the main bridge of the vessel, and was rewarded with a brilliant view of the moonlight beach of Neverland. The Mermaid's lagoon was off to the left, hidden behind rolling fog, while an orange glow signaled the dinner fires of the indian camp beyond it. In addition to the noises of the deck, she could hear a chorus of night birds singing in a chipper tone, with percussion provided by the gentle lapping of the waves against the ship. Wendy could not help the gasp that escaped her lips as she beheld it all, wondering if such a place ever even existed back home. In the moonlight, she made out the proud form of the captain, leaning up against the railing of the top deck some 20 feet away from her, no doubt surveying the same scene as she. Silently, she left Smee's side to approach the lone figure. Although she had no idea what possessed her, she placed her hand on his shoulder. He turned his face towards her, and then encircled her small waist with his arm.
"It is beautiful, isnt it." He said softly, no emotion evident in his voice whatsoever.
"Yes." She whispered.
"Do I still scare you, Wendy?" He asked her. She looked at him for a moment, judging if any challenge was hidden behind his tone, but he seemed only slightly sad.
"You do." She said honestly.
"I thought so." He answered, withdrawing his hand from around her in defeat. She stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Only because I know what you are capable of. You have given me no direct reason to fear for my safety around you, I only fear your anger." She softened, still watching him intently.
"I do not mean to scare you, Wendy" came the quiet response.
"I know" she whispered softly in return, leaning her head against his strong shoulder. "I will tell you though Captain, I see no monster."
"James."
"What?" she said, turning to look at him.
"It's James. My name is James." He remained staring out over the water so he did not see Wendy's small smile in return.
"Ok, James." She said.
"I need to show you something." was all that he said.
He then grasped her arm and led her across the deck and down the stairs. When they reached the privacy of the cabin, Hook hastily removed his jacket and his shirt, and then began to unfasten the leather straps that ran across his arm, chest, and shoulder to keep the hook on his hand. When he had untied the fastenings, he allowed the hook to slide off. Where his hand should have been, equally as graceful as the other, a mangled stump remained. Although it had sliced cleanly through the bone, the unevenness of torn muscles and flesh created ripples under the pink skin. Wendy gasped quietly, and Hook looked at her.
“Now you see the monster. Take off the clothes, the hook, the costumes; this is what’s left of my humanity. There is no fixing this, there is no getting it back.” He said bitterly, holding both arms out to the side, giving her a clear view of the mangled limb. At her look of horror, he began to cover his abomination with his good arm, now looking more embarrassed than angry. He reached brusquely for the hook and leather harness, but stopped only when Wendy’s hand covered his. Gently, she pulled his hand off of the injured arm, and then stepped in to touch the scarred skin with uncertain fingers. She traced each scar, and then looked at him sadly.
"Does it still hurt?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper. James was captivated with her actions, so he simply nodded mutely. When she dropped her head to planted a kiss on the spot where his hand should have been, he closed his eyes. Because the injury had been attained quickly, many of the nerves had been damaged leaving little sensation. Somehow though, he was able to feel the gentle warmth of her soft lips on his scarred skin. It was the first pleasant sensation that he could remember feeling since the wound was inflicted. When he opened his eyes again, Wendy saw tears just below the surface. Instinctively, she lifted onto her toes to place an equally gentle kiss upon his lips. James kissed her back, tentatively, and then slowly moved towards the bed. He took off his boots, and helped her step out of her gown, leaving her in just a shift. He climbed into bed and gently pulled her with him, spooning up behind her. He buried his face in her hair, and encircled her with both arms. Wendy, surprised at her own sudden feeling of safety, snuggled back against him, trying to get even closer to him. For the first time in her life, she felt protected. She slipped into an easy sleep, lulled by the easy rhythm of his heartbeat against her back.
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