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Regrets of Revenge	By : roxnn2005 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 5890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Peter Pan, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I don't own Peter Pan. Let's see what happens next...

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Sam’s smile fell. Granny was dead? “What happened?”

“It appears that she worried herself to death over you. Seems that our little trip for your birthday helped speed along the process and you won’t have to remain here any longer. Get your things together for you leave immediately for London.”

Sam could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. She was going home, but to what? She didn’t want to leave; she wanted to stay here, with him.

“Captain…”

“Damn girl, pack your things and get off my ship before I let my hook have you!” Hook yelled angrily.

Sam gasped and her redden eyes widened at his tone. He sounded just like he did when she first arrived here. Just like the bastard pirate her Granny told her about.

“Must I tell you again? Get…busy…packing!” Hook said before slamming the door as he left.

Sam was in temporary shock as she fell to the ground. The tears streamed down her face silently. She didn’t want to let him know how much he was hurting her. It would figure that the minute that she realized that she was in love with him her Granny would die before she could tell him.

“Doesn’t matter now,” she said to herself as she stood and began gathering her stuff together. Her face was as cold as stone as she finished gathering all her stuff together into her bag and carrying it out of the room. The only sign of sadness on her were the tear streaked cheeks and red eyes.

Hook wasn’t there when she was placed into a boat with Smee to take her back to London. He wasn’t there when the small boat pulled away, and he wasn’t there when the ship disappeared in the distance.

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Hook couldn’t bear to watch her go. He finally knew that he loved her, but he was far from her ideal man and an even farther cry from the man that she deserved. He had watched the ship from the windows in his cabin, where she wouldn’t see him.

Her cheeks were flushed, but the lines the tears had made were still visible as she passed by the cabin. He knew that her Granny was very close to her, and he regretted taking her away and keeping her on his ship to fulfill his own selfish need for revenge.

He should have just left Wendy alone and forgotten, but he couldn’t let her go on unpunished. Little did he know that by getting his revenge he would meet the right girl for him and still be tortured by Wendy’s presence.

Hook watched until the boat was no longer within his vision, and then he just stood there looking out at the open sea.

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Sam didn’t say anything as they floated back to London and Smee gave up trying to get her to talk after the first hour. Finally she could see the Big Ben clock tower and knew that her adventure was over. She was back at the place she had once called home.

To think that in the span of almost three months, she no longer considered this her home. It was a place that she knew and was familiar with, but it wasn’t her home. Nor was her home in the Americas with her parents.

You know that old saying, “Home is where the heart is.”? Well, Sam’s heart was a million miles away with an old pirate captain on his ship in the land where he’ll continue to live long after she had died.

They pulled up to the dock and as she got out Smee handed her a medium sized black bag. “The Cap’n asked me to give this to ya,” he said sincerely.

Samantha thought seriously of not taking the bag, but it was the last thing Hook was ever going to give her. No more glances, no more reading next to him by the fire, no more dinners with him, no…this was all she was going to get out of the deal.

“What is it?” she asked once she had the bag in her hands. It was rather heavy for someone like herself.

“The Cap’n didn’t say cept that you might need it,” Smee said as he helped her out of the boat.

Once she was firmly on the dock she turned to Smee. “Thank you for everything Mr. Smee,” she said with a smile.

Smee smiled back. “Hope that we run into each other again miss,” he said before he started rowing away, back to the Jolly Roger.

Samantha headed back to her Granny’s old home where she spent her last days. “Probably worrying about me,” Sam said to herself as she entered the old home.

“Samantha!”

Sam’s eyes widened as her great-grandmother rushed towards her and embraced her tightly. Sam didn’t know what to do, what was going on here?

“Granny? But I thought…. he said….”

“How ever did you escape from that wicked Hook?” Wendy exclaimed as she looked at her granddaughter’s astonished face.

Hook had told her that Wendy was dead, but here she was standing right in front of her. What the hell was going on?

“Granny, I thought…”

Wendy noticed the bag over Sam’s shoulder, one she didn’t recognize. “What’s in that bag dear?”

Sam looked at the black bag that was handed to her by Smee at the docks. In all her self-loathing and then followed by the shock of her Granny being alive, she had forgotten about the bag.

“I don’t know actually. Smee wouldn’t tell me.”

Wendy raised an eyebrow before taking in Sam’s sad face. “Dear, how did you get back to me?”

Sam looked at her Granny with surprise in her eyes before she spoke. “Hook. Hook let me go.”

“He let you go… willingly?”

“He told me that you were dead and that I was to be returned to London at once, but you’re not dead so…why?”

Wendy took the black bag from Sam and led her into the living room. They sat down next to each other on the sofa.

“Tell me everything Samantha.”

So, Sam did. This time she left nothing out. Everything from Hook nearly killing her, to the mermaid attack, to realizing that she was in love with him, to him telling her to pack and get off his ship.

“Then Smee pulled into the harbor and gave me the black bag. He said it was from the captain. At first I didn’t want to take it, but he obviously wanted me to have it so I took it and said good-bye and then I walked back here. Oh, Granny I think that he hates me and was just using me to get his revenge on you. He probably wanted to rattle you up or something, he obviously didn’t care about me at all.”

Wendy put her arm around Sam and gave her a hug. “That’s an amazing story,” she said quietly. “Mind if I use it in a book?”

Sam looked over at her Granny with a slight smile on her face. “No, if anyone is going to use it, it is going to be me.”

Both laughed at the small joke before Wendy picked up the black bag and set it on the coffee table in front of her.

“Want to see what Hook gave you?”

Sam stood. “You go ahead. I think I’ll look when it doesn’t hurt so much.”

Wendy shrugged. “Suit yourself.”

Sam smiled and walked toward the doorway when she heard Wendy gasp loudly. Sam immediately turned and rushed back to her side.

“Granny, what’s wrong?”

“I don’t think that he hated you my dear girl. I think he was in love with you too.”

Sam narrowed her eyes before following her Granny’s line of vision to the black bag. Sam’s eyes widened at the sight before her.

There in the black bag was thousands of rubies, diamonds, and emeralds that Hook had given her.
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