The return of Wendy Darling and Peter Pan (book two)

Hook

Wendy's POV

After being dragged into Hooks office, Mullins shoved me onto a seat and turned around and shut the door behind him. I tried to leave but when I opened the door Mullins was standing outside the door. He was guarding it till his Captain showed up. After awhile I finally gave up knowing that I couldn't do anything but to wait here. I was getting pretty good at waiting for...well everything.

After a while I turned to see the door handle being turned and the creaky door opened. I saw Hook standing in the doorway with Mullins standing right behind him.

"Watch the door until I call for you. Mullins, understand?" Hook whispered.

"Yes Cap'n Hook."

Mullins closed the door and Hook took his seat in his big black wooden chair and just sat across from me waiting for me to say something.

"Wendy..."Hook started before I cut him off.

"No."

He looked at me confused. "What do you mean no? Don't you want to get back to Peter Pan? I mean after all the two of you are in love." Hook said with a devilish grin on his face. I looked up  at him when he said love. Hooks eyebrow went up and a smile formed on his face, "you do love him. Okay that's gonna help me defeat Peter Pan."

"That's not gonna happen."

"Not yet anyways. But I know you will...eventually." Hook smirked.

"Hook...why do you still want me here? I mean everyday it's the same stuff. Like where's Peters hideout? Or where does Peter like to go and all of that. And my response is always..." Hook cut me off before I could finish.

"That you're not gonna say anything about any of that I know...I know. But I have a new approach." I saw him go to his cabinet full of all sorts of stuff. The one that he pulled out something that intrigued me. It was all bright and it seemed to flutter...I realised what it was. It was a fairy...it was Tinkerbell.

"Why is she in a glass bottle?" I asked.

"Oh she's gonna give Peter a message for me. But you're gonna write it."

I laughed so hard that I could almost feel tears coming to my eyes. "You're crazy! I'm not writing anything."

"How about this, if you don't Peter will lose his fairy..."he started to shake the tiny glass bottle, "and then the girl he brought to Neverland."

"You wouldn't."

He chuckled and came around to where I was sitting and started to brush his cold hook against my cheek. "Oh yes...yes I will."

I moved my face away from his hook and mumbled "fine."

He shot right up and went back to his desk and pulled out a piece of paper. "Good, now right to Peter that he shall meet me at the beach where I took you and that you will be there. And write that he can bring all the Lost Boys he wants, But that there are more of my men with orders to not protect me but, to kill you. And that if he doesn't show up you will die."

I shot up. That last part couldn't be true...he wouldn't just kill me. But he would kill me to get back at Peter.

As I finished writing up the letter and when I reached out to give him the paper he smiled at me. "Thank you Wendy."

I mumbled, "didn't have much of a choice."

I saw him twist the bottle of which he had held Tink in and yanked her by the wings and whispered, "take this to Peter and tell him that I'll be waiting at sunset for him."

I could see Tink look at me and I nodded.

"Go Tink." I mumbled.

As Tink flew out the window Hook turned back towards me and shouted, "Mullins! " Mullins opened the door and Hook continued, "Get Wendy cleaned up to see Peter. I want her to at least look decent." Hook said gazing at my outfit. It had started to rip

Mullins yanked me once again by my wrist and jerked me to get a different set of clothes on.

But to be honest deep down I hoped Peter didn't show up. I didn't want anything to happen to him. I'd rather die then let him suffer for me.

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Peters POV

It had been two weeks of sitting here doing nothing. The Lost Boys were getting anxious to do whatever it took to get Wendy back. And quite frankly so I was too.

"Peter...again I'm so sorry for what happened." It was Felix. I'd told him I'd forgiven him.

"Felix, Wendy saved you. If it weren't for her you could be dead." I sighed. "I wish there was a way to make sure that he hasn't killed her."

"He won't, he's using her to draw you out. He wants to kill you, Peter. And the Lost Boys and I understand why you're not doing anything. They also don't want to lose her." Felix said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "We will figure something out."

With that, an idea popped into my brain. "I have it, Felix!" I shouted, "We just have to go see..."

But before I could finish all the boys were screaming and rushing towards me, "Tinks here! She's back Peter!"

I noticed she was out of breath and that she was holding a piece of paper.

"What is it?" I asked.

She rolled her eyes and in her bell-like sounds she said,

It's from Hook, he told me to give it to you otherwise he'd kill Wendy.

"She's alive?"

Yes, but she's been hurt I could tell. They've been keeping her locked away so she can't escape.

I quickly opened up the paper and read it. I looked up at all the Lost Boys who were staring at me intensely. 

"Get your weapons ready for tonight we will rescue Wendy!" I shouted. All the lost boy's fists went in the air.

Felix leaned in close to me and whispered into my ear, "Peter what if he's lying? It could be a trap."

"It's not." I quickly responded.

"How do you know?"

"Because from what I most remembered mostly from being on that ship is that Hook always keeps a promise. And trust me we will see Wendy tonight and she will see me and I can't say this in front of the boys." I walked away and Felix followed me while the boys were still cheering and getting ready for anything that came our way.

"What is it, Peter?"

"We may see Wendy...but we may not be able to bring her home. Not if I know Hook."

"So why did you tell the boys that we would bring her back?" Felix asked.

"To give them hope. That's what they need now." I looked at them. "We all need it if we are to bring Wendy back home."

Yes, bring back Wendy home...Home to me...Peter Pan. She was my home and I hoped that I was her home.

K so I know that last line is a little cheesy but I love it! Tell me how I'm doing so far! It would mean a lot to me.