Regrets of Revenge | By : roxnn2005 Category: M through R > Peter Pan > Het Views: 5890 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I don't own Peter Pan.
Sorry about the wait. Was really busy with loads of stuff and finally found some time to write. Enjoy!
Sam entered her Granny’s bedroom knowing what was coming. Granny is concerned for her, which is how she should feel, and she wasn’t going to like the arrangements.
“Samantha Elizabeth Evans, you better explain this to me because I certainly don’t understand this!” Wendy said with her hands on her hips.
Sam sighed. She had expected anger and confusion and that is exactly what she was going to get. “What would you like to know specifically?”
“Everything you are hiding from me. I refuse to believe that….that codfish didn’t harm you in any way.”
Sam raised an eyebrow. “Codfish?” She said with a slight smile. That would be something she would have to remember for later.
Wendy narrowed her eyes at the girl. “This is a serious discussion. What do you think you are doing?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You agreed to return to the Jolly Roger peacefully? Why would you agree to something so ridiculous?”
Sam sighed. “It was either agree to go back to the ship peacefully or not come at all. Which would you have preferred?”
Wendy sighed. “What aren’t you telling me?” she asked thinking of how her granddaughter’s story seemed to have some holes in it.
“What do you mean? I told you everything when I arrived. I only have three days, so instead of arguing with me why don’t you embrace the time we have together?”
Wendy sat on the edge of her bed and pulled Sam down next to her. “Tomorrow you will be 18, legally an adult, and you would willingly put yourself in danger by returning to that pirate ship.”
“The Captain will not allow anything bad to happen to me.”
“Do you seriously believe he can protect you from himself?”
Sam said nothing. Wendy was right about that. Protecting her from the other pirates was easy, but Hook protecting her from himself was a downright difficult task. He had almost killed her once. The image of that hook slashing down at her rose in her memories causing tears to come Sam’s eyes.
Wendy put her arms around Sam as she cried. “I know that you think you can handle yourself around him, but the fact of the matter is that it is entirely possible that something could happen and all would be lost. Do you really want to take that chance?”
Sam closed her eyes tightly, for once seriously considering the consequences. What would happen to her if she returned to the Jolly Roger? Would things continue as they had been or would they change now that she was a year older?
An image of forget-me-not blue eyes flashed through her head suddenly. While she knew the eyes belonged to the captain, and knew that they could change to blood red at any moment, the eyes brought a sense of calm to her and she was able to smile.
“Granny,” Sam said quietly, “I don’t believe that Captain Hook would intentionally harm me. Besides, didn’t Peter once say that to die would be an awfully big adventure?”
Wendy pulled back and looked at her suddenly calm granddaughter. “Sam?”
“I have lived my entire life in uncertainty, and I am not about to change that now. I have never had any adventures like you had with Peter all those years ago. This is my adventure, and if I should die then that will be an adventure too.”
“I am not just talking about death Sam.”
Sam’s eyes widened slightly before she calmed herself again. “I do not believe the Captain would do such a thing. Besides, I know enough to protect myself from him if he should lose control of his senses.”
Wendy laughed slightly before taking Sam’s hand in her own. “That’s good to know, but couldn’t you reconsider staying. I would even take you to the airport tonight and send you home to save you from…”
“It’s alright Granny,” Sam said. For some reason the idea of returning to the Jolly Roger wasn’t as frightening as it once was. “I’ll be fine.”
With that Sam stood and left her Granny sitting on the bed.
Sam’s birthday passed smoothly with only Hook and Wendy in attendance as Sam blew out the candles and opened her presents. Her parents had given her a new book and Wendy had given her a journal and a new pen.
“This is for you to write all your adventures down in,” she had said.
Now that it was time to leave, Sam was beginning to feel…something. It wasn’t quite fear, or nervousness. More like anticipation and confusion. The words her Granny had spoken to her only three days ago were still ringing in her head. Would things change now that she had passed into adulthood?
“Are you coming?” came the velvet voice of the captain from behind her. Sam jumped before turning to face him.
“Must you sneak up on me all the time?”
“I must. Are you ready to leave?”
Sam looked about the room before looking back at the captain. “I suppose so.”
Without noticing, both Sam and Hook reached for Sam’s bag, which lay on the floor between them. Their heads connected and Sam fell to the floor rubbing her head while the captain remained standing with his own hand to his head.
“Sorry,” Sam said preparing to stand.
“It is of not importance, “ Hook said offering his hand to Sam. She accepted and suddenly found herself in Hook’s arms.
For a moment neither moved.
Sam closed her eyes and breathed in the scent of him. It was one she was rapidly growing to love. The feel of his arms around her, even the hook pressed against her back, were all something she felt she could easily grow accustomed to.
Hook liked the way she felt against him. For almost three weeks he had tried to forget the feeling, but now with her back in his arms he didn’t know why he didn’t just keep her there all the time.
Sam pulled back slightly and looked up into Hook’s blue eyes. There was something in them she recognized, but had once run from. Now it caused her to feel like she should do things she had never done before.
Hook looked down at her lips, which were begging to be kissed. The need to taste her was strong, but he knew that he had to control himself. He had to release her.
Hook dropped his arms and stepped back from her with much reluctance. There was a strange tightening in his chest as he did this, but what it meant he wasn’t sure.
“We must go now,” he said firmly before leaving the room before he did something foolish. A pair of gray eyes followed him with a longing he didn’t notice.
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