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Regrets of Revenge	By : roxnn2005 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 5892 -:- 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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I don't own Peter Pan, only Sam and all her posessions. Enjoy and Happy Halloween!

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Hook stayed away from the Captain’s quarters until it was time for the evening meal. He spoke to Smee about delivering dinner to the cabin before heading there himself.

He waited several seconds before opening the door. Sam was sitting in a chair by the fire, with Ronny in her lap. However, it was the lack of clothing she was wearing that caught his attention.

She was wrapped up in a blanket, an arm wrapped around the bear, and the other arm resting on the chair arm. She was asleep, her head resting against the side of the chair.

Hook walked over to the chair quietly. The blanket was wrapped around her chest, leaving her arms and shoulders bare. Her blonde hair was dry now and hanging by her face. The setting sun was shining in through the windows, illuminating the cabin.

In the light of the fire combined with the light coming in from the window Sam looked like an angel.

Hook just stood there for several seconds watching her sleep. It was quite a strange sight. The evil pirate-captain standing by the fire staring down at the young girl taking a nap in his chair dressed in only a blanket holding a teddy bear.

Sam whimpered in her sleep as she lifted her arms in the air, arching her back as she stretched in her sleep.

Hook’s breath caught in his throat. The fabric stretched over her breasts as she arched her back.

Sam leaned back and relaxed again. She sighed in her sleep before pulling Ronny closer and settling back into her sleep. Hook just watched before he heard a knock on the door.

Smee entered seconds later with dinner. Hook nodded for him to set up the meal and then leave.

Once Smee was gone, Hook reached out and touched Sam’s shoulder. Once his hand touched her soft skin, a slight tingle ran from his fingers up his arm and throughout his body. He jerked his hand back like he had touched fire.

Sam sighed again before leaning on the other side of the chair. Her hair swung round brushing lightly against his fingers. Hook took a step back from the girl and then looked down at his hand.

The tingling feeling was still there in his fingertips. He looked back down at the young girl. She reminded him a little of Wendy, but she was also very different. Unlike Wendy’s darker hair, Samantha had the lightest hair he had seen in a long time, even lighter than that damn Peter Pan. Her eyes, when opened, were as gray as the sky when Pan was gone or upset.

The memory of the softness of her skin was still ingrained on his memory, despite the fact that he had only touched her for a second.

Hook walked over and sat down at the table that had been set up for dinner. He couldn’t stop the tingles running through his body from that slight touch.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” he said angrily. Sam yawned and sat up.

“What was that?”

Hook turned to the girl sitting in his chair by the fire. Her blonde hair was flowing over her shoulders resting along her collarbone. Her bright gray eyes turned to Hook sitting at the table.

For several moments they just sat there staring at each other. Then Sam noticed the food and how hungry she was.

“That looks delicious,” she said standing, placing Ronny on the chair and grabbing the top of her makeshift gown.

She moved to the table carefully so as to not drop her blanket. Hook watched her closely as she moved. In his mind he was thinking how nice it would be if she suddenly dropped the blanket.

Sam made it to the table and sat down without losing an inch on her blanket, much to Hook’s disappointment.

“Why didn’t you wake me and tell me the food was here?” she asked picking up a piece of chicken and placing it on her plate.

“You were looking quite peaceful where you were, almost like you were dead,” Hook said. Once the words were out of his mouth, he wished he had never said them.

Instantly Sam’s eyes glazed over and she paused while serving herself some rice. “I see,” she said.

She lowered her plate in front of her and started to eat slowly. Hook got himself some food as well and began to eat.

The silence in the room was only broken by the occasional clanging of silverware as both of them ate. Sam looked up at the captain as he ate.

He had a refined dignity about him as he ate, even with the hook in place. Watching him from under her eyelashes she watched as he took another forkful of rice and ate it before using his hook to help cut his meat flawlessly.

Hook could feel her eyes on him and smiled inwardly. “Do you always watch people when they eat?”

“Whoa,” she said blushing and looking back down at her food. “Déjà vu.”

“Yes, now is there a reason you were watching me as I ate?”

Sam kept her eyes on her food. “I wanted to thank you for saving me,” she said quietly. Hook lowered his fork and just stared at her.

“I was sure that I was going to die, and then you showed up and saved me. Totally out of character for you,” she continued with a small smile. “So…thank you.”

Hook said nothing for several seconds. She was actually thanking him for saving her?

“It was nothing. If you had died then whom would I be sitting here eating dinner with? Smee?”

Sam laughed at that. It was the first time she had laughed since the incident earlier that day. “Thank you again,” she said.

“For what?”

“For making me laugh,” she replied before picking up her fork and taking a bite of her food.

Hook watched her for a few seconds before returning to his food. For some reason, the idea of making her laugh more often seemed to appeal to him.

Dinner passed quickly, and soon Hook was sitting by the fire drinking a glass of brandy while Sam was reading more of Moby Dick.

Sam finished the chapter before looking up at the captain in his chair. “What will happen to me if I remain here?”

Hook turned to look at her.

“Will I age, or will I remain the same for all time, like you and Pan? If I stayed here and never took any risks, would I ever die?”

“What a strange question for a young girl to be asking?”

Sam closed her eyes and sighed before looking up at the captain again. “I just want to know what will happen to me if I am forced to remain here for a long period of time?”

“You will age like the rest of us, with years passing but no changes ever occurring to you physically.”

Sam nodded before returning to her book.

Hook’s eyes returned to the dying fire as he took another drink of his brandy. In truth he didn’t know what would happen to her if she were forced to remain her for too long. Both he and Pan are a part of this world and grow and change with it. Her being from London would change her, like the short time here had changed Wendy.

“My birthday is in two weeks,” Sam said catching Hook’s attention. He looked up at where she had been and noticed that she had moved to the window. She was holding her bear again and staring out at the water.

“Is it?” Hook said semi-curious about why she would have brought it up.

“Are you seriously going to force me to stay here on this ship with a bunch of people that I don’t know to celebrate such an important event?”

Hook raised an eyebrow.

“Couldn’t I return home, for a few days? Just for my birthday?”

Hook continued to watch her. She appeared tense, probably due to her recent request, and wasn’t looking at him.

“I’ll think about it,” he said. Did those words actually come out of his mouth?

Sam let out the breath she had been holding. He was going to think about it. That was more than what she could hope for given the circumstances.

“Thank you,” she said turning to him.

Hook finished his glass and stood. “I believe it is time to retire,” he said firmly.

Sam nodded before frowning slightly. “There is one thing I’d like to ask you.”

Hook looked at her with curiosity in his eyes.

“Where am I to sleep?”
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