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Away from Neverland	By : Rosamund Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Crossovers Views: 11902 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the book(s) that this fanfiction is written for, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 4: Going to Town

*Note: Pardon for not making the Captain as deliciously vicious as he is in other fan fic…I tried, but I’ll leave that to the masters of that domain. I do promise, of course, that he is up so something...

Wendy held her breath as the Captain gently pulled her face in toward his. His eyes looked directly into hers. She never wavered, but felt an odd sensation run through her body. Oddly, it was not fear.

Her eyes locked with his as thoughts quickly ran through her mind. “I…I will stay.” Her own words shocked her.

Hook released her and gave her a malicious smile. “Well, then it is time we celebrated.” He refilled their glasses thandhanded hers. He then held his glass up. “To Wendy’s first voyage.”

The next day Wendy spent most of the day in bed. After drinking their second glass of brandy together the night before the Captain had left her alone to settle in his chambers. She found that he had already emptied the top two drawers, in which she neatly fit in her own clothes. The ship had already started to sail as a wave of drunken dizziness hit her. She lay in the bed, fully clothed, and soon fell quy asy asleep. Now she was still in bed having become ill by the sway of the ship as it charged through the waters in the ocean.

Every so often Smee would come in and replace a bucket that had been left by the bedside sometime in the middle of the night…or the morning, as Wendy had no idea what time she awoke.

She never saw Captain Hook that day and was told by Smee that the Captain would greet her early the next morning once she found her bearings. She smiled at the gentle older pirate. He was so nice that she often found it difficult to see him as a pirate like the others. Perhaps this is why he is the Captain’s most trusted. She wondered privately.

Sure enough the next day Wendy felt refreshed and ready for the day. Smee had some of the crew bring in a large tub for her to bathe.

“The Captain says you will be joining him into town. We will be arriving shortly.” He told her.

Wendy smiled as the crew left, yet was a little perplexed. On one hand she was angered that the Captain insisted she join him, yet on the other hand she did indeed want to see the town. And then there was the fact that she still felt like a captive – after all, the door to the Captain’s chambers was still kept locked.

She shrugged off the feelings as she slid into the hot sudsy water.

It was noon when someone finally came for her.

“Come in!” She called when she heard the knock.

Captain Hook entered his own chambers looking refreshed himself. His hair was even pulled back into a man’s styled ponytail. Hid cod coat had been exchanged for a black one with silver buttons. He looked at her in approval. Wendy had chosen a pale blue dress with light blue ribbon that traced around just below her breasts. Her hair was done in fashion similar to what young women were wearing currently.

Wendy hated to admit to herself how dashing he looked, but then felt a wave of heat flow through her body as she felt his eyes linger her body up-and-down.

“Are you ready, my lovely?” The Captain asked in a tone Wendy still could not believe she was hearing. Silently Wendy promised herself to figure out why the Captain was being so charming.

She nodded and then reached for the arm he gestured for her.

As they strolled through town Wendy’s caution changed to pure fascination as Captain Hook led her off the boat and through a rather seedy part of town. She glowed at the thought of being with someone who naturally intimidated others who appeared criminal or otherwise dangerous themselves. Everyone seemed to move out of their way as the Captain boldly plowed through the crowd.

His walk slowed, however, when they approached the main part of town where shops and restaurants were plenty. Street vendors displayed their proudest work, and Wendy marveled at the site of this very interesting port town. From crafts to foods, from leatherwork to the finest silks, Wendy was in awe with all that she saw.

The Captain spared no expense in some of the town’s finest dress shops, insisting that Wendy dressed appropriately for dinner during their voyage. The shopkeepers were eager to please the couple, or at least they assumed they were a couple, and promised to deliver the purchased goods immediately.

When they were done the Captain brought Wendy to one more shop. It was actually a men’s shop, one they found by turning down an alley. Wendy had almost worried that the Captain had a more devious plan for her, but then thought otherwise considering the amount of time and money he had just spent on her.

The unnamed shop was full of men’s clothes made of the finest material. Thinking they were in this new shop for him, Wendy went to sit in a chair. She nearly balked when hearheard the Captain’s next words.

“I need three sets of clothes for ship wear. But I think you’d best measure her in the back, considering the clientele you are used to.” He told the elder man managing the store.

The shopkeeper met Wendy’s surprised look. She stood up and walked to the back of the shop, followed by shop owner.

An hour later the two decided to go to dinner. As they sat in a most lavish restaurant, Wendy found the courage to finally ask “Why are you being so kind to me? You once tried to kill me, after all.” Luckily the place was loud with chatter and her bold words went unnoticed by those who sat near the two.

“You do not trust me? Even after I rescued you from that bore of a man? What was it you told him, that he didn’t know the hilt of a sword?”

“You kidnapped me!”

“Ah, but then I gave you a choice. Are you going to change your mind, Wendy Darling? Do you want to go home to mother and father, or perhaps return to your party?”

Wendy’s faced turned red. “No, I do not change my mind so quickly. I just worry that perhaps your invitation fronts a more devious plot to finally rid or me, or perhaps, Peter Pan.”

For the first time in her life, Wendy thought she saw a flash of sorrow pass the face of a man. The moment passed and the Captain quickly wore the look of anger. He grabbed her hand, which had been delicately placed on the table, and pulled her closer to him.”

“First of all, young lady, I am a man of my word. I said you would be treated well under my guard oe she ship and I meant it. We are not in Neverland. Which brings me to my second point. Neverland is just a game. And that is all you need know for now.”

And just as quickly had he grabbed her hand he let it go. Wendy blushed, taking a slight look around her. If anyone had witnessed the scene, they gave no indication of it. Just then a waitress brought their food and then came the uncomfortable silence as they ate their food.

As they left the restaurant the Captain again took her arm. Once alone on the street Wendy heard him mumble an apology. She relaxed and smiled as they madeir wir way back to the ship.

The next day Wendy awoke to find the sun glaring through the Captain’s window. It was still early, but promised to be a most pleasant day. She got ready in a hurry, donning a striped rose colored dress, hoping to go into town again, knowing that the ship wasn’t to leave for another day as her tailored clothes were not going to be ready until this evening. She wondered if the Captain was going to accompany her again, and when she left his cabin she found him gazing over a railing, looking out at the oceans.

“Good morning, Captain.”

The smile on her face faded slightly as he turned. He looked disheveled, not drunk or anything, just as though he perhaps had a rough night’s sleep. Suddenly Wendy felt something turn in her stomach, but she couldn’t imagine why she would care whether or not the Captain had a restful sleep.

“Wendy,” The Captain said as he went to tip his hat, but found it missing. He scowled, then reached his ghandhand down into his coin purse. Wendy also noticed that his hook seemed missing, whatever was left of his arm was hidden in his sleeve. She waited as he produced several coins and then handed them to her. “I suppose you’ll be wanting to go into town. Take these. Pps yps you could include in your purchases some pastries fro Fle Fleur?”

Wendy nodded. “And what of you, Captain, will you not be accompanying me on this beautiful day?”

He scowled, saying something about it being too early. “No, but perhaps we shall meet for dinner again?”

“Same place, Captain?”

“Heavens no! Their wine was horrid! Let us try the other place we saw. Say just as the sun sets?”

Wendy nodded. “Yes, Captain. We shall meet then.” She curtsied to his bow.

As Wendy left the ship, a smile broke on her face. The coins would be more than enough for her own pleasure, and she thought of the perfect gift for the Captain’s quarters. She ran off into the crowd, not paying attention to the lowly characters eyeing her. Then again, these were the same folk who saw her with the Captain just the day before. They wouldn’t dare bother her.

From the ship’s deck Captain Hook watched as Wendy skirted her way through the crowd without an ounce of worry. He chuckled as he shook his head at her arrogance. “Foolish girl!” He announced to the men near him. As they laughed he stole another glance at her form. “No, foolish woman.” He silently corrected himself.

A mischievous smile broke on his face as another idea came to mind. Tonight he would bring Wendy on another adventure…one souldould surely never forget!
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