~Chptr~4~

Pan turned and tossed, then tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't get to sleep. His sheets vaguely smelled of wild berries. The smell had to have been Zemira's. He sat up exasperated. She was all he could think about. Her eyes, those sparkling sapphires. They had stunned him so badly when she opened her eyes. He struggled with his mind trying to shove the thoughts about her in the closet, but it was no use, it was like they were glued to him. He saw her hair, her skin, for only seeing her twice he sure retained a good mental picture.

But above all, he thought of when she had pulled herself out of his grip. He felt like she had tapped into his power and used it against him. Pan had been so surprised that when she had flipped him he was helpless to her strength. She was strong indeed. How was she able to do this? It shouldn't have been possible. Most people couldn't get that close to Pan on the island without succumbing to some of Pan's control. but this obviously wasn't the case for Zemira.

Then he thought of Hook's arms around her. His mind reeled. Anger and envy pored from his mind. He grabbed a pillow on the bed and threw it across the room, slamming a few books off the shelf it hit. He wanted to hold her, he had found her, he had cared for her, not Hook. Yet she had continued to dance with him. A cord was pulled inside of him. He liked her. More then liked. . .

"No," he whispered angrily to himself as he put his head in his hands. He couldn't fall in love with her! It would make him loose his magic. He had to do something. He had to kill her. His heart leaped in his chest, protesting. The thought was like driving nails into his arm. He pictured himself holding a knife over her, her face pale and a bleeding wound in her chest. Tears fell from his eyes as the image disappeared. What was happening to him? His once strong and solid thoughts, were crumbling. How had this girl infested his mind?

Pan was trembling, the whole bed shook. His thoughts scattered like frightened mice. Only one was left, one small thought that was bursting with desire. He wanted to see her. It was so irrational, but he couldn't help himself. Before he could stop himself he was not in his room anymore. Instead he was in Hooks cabin, hidden in the shadows by the door. He looked towards the bed and felt a weight disappear from his shoulders. They hadn't slept together. Hook lay on the floor and Zemira on the bed.

She was on her side facing the window, that let it moon light. Her face so calm, her brown hair, that looked black in the light, was fanned out on the pillow. He had a sudden urge to touch her, hold her. But he held himself back, he couldn't let her know. He couldn't. Some of his mind objected asking why. But he knew, if it became to serious then he would loose his powers. He wouldn't be a boy anymore.

He suddenly saw her move, she turned onto her back and her eyes flew open. Had he made a sound? Did she know he was here? Her blue eyes sending shocks through his system. She sat up and looked around and then stepped to the ground. Careful not to step on Hook. She leaned down over him and pulled his blanket up so that it covered him. Jealousy spiked in his stomach. It was such a caring gesture. Something that just looked so sweet.

She liked him. The thought tore through his mind like a knife. It burned. She liked him. The words repeated in his mind. She liked Hook, not himself. The phrase circled in his mind over and over. He had never really hated hook, he had just tolerated his presence in NeverLand, even hired him on occasion. But he had never loathed him. Now? At that moment he had never loathed anyone more.

Pan had been so wrapped up in his new found hatred for Hook that he didn't even see Zemira walking towards him to the door. He had barely enough time to dash out of the way before she was upon him, opening the door and heading out onto the deck. He looked back at Hook, her touch had woken him up. He was about to stand. The moment he looked down to stand, Pan flew out the door silently and rushed out side on to the deck. He knew Hook was behind him so he went towards the stars on the other side of the ship and raced down them. He took care to hide himself in the shadows. The wind covered the sound of his feet on the deck. In the wind he realized how little he was wearing, only a thin shirt and pants. No shoes. His feet froze on the cold wood.

In his place, concealed with shadows he watched Zemira use the islands magic to change into a flowing white night gown. It made her look fragile and delicate and made her hair look all the more dark. But after that day he knew that she was anything but fragile. She had strength more then the strongest man on the ship. She had to have magic of her own, or maybe she used the magic of NeverLand? His mind pushed away the thought and could only think of how he wish to go out there and put his arms around her.

But the Captain beat him to it. Pan suffered through watching him stand next to her, and him put his arm around her. He had to all but throw himself over board when Hook moved to hold her around the waist. Where had this ferocity come from? Pan had lost his usual finesse. With his exceptional hearing he was able to hear all that they talked about. After awhile they stopped talking and Pan couldn't watch his arms around her for another moment.

He was back in his bed. He had never felt like this before, not even for Rumplestiltskin's mother. He felt so heart broken. She had chosen him. She had chosen him. He had fallen in love and watched his heart broken in a matter of hours. But then he realized she didn't know how he felt. She couldn't properly choose without knowing that he loved her. Then she would choose him.

But if you fall for her, you loose your powers, said the voice in his mind. His mental train stopped. He had to think this through, if he gave her his heart, she would have his powers too. He didn't even know her.

He laid in bed the rest of the sleepless night, running through the events again, trying to erasure himself of what to do.

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Hook dreamed. He fell asleep dreaming of the past night. He dreamt that he was back on the deck holding Zemira. In the dream the ship was moving towards land. He recognized the land as old England. His first home. He dreamed that he picked Zemira up wedding style and took her to the first chapel he could find. His mind imagined they got married. He felt so happy, so at peace with this girl he had met the day before. He had been with multiple women but she was different.

But his lovely dream was cut short by the noise of cheering.

Hooks eyes flew open. Late morning Light poured through the windows. He had slept late again. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the bed and saw it was empty. He stood up and scrambled to get ready. But he couldn't find his trench coat and his sword and sheath belt. He burst out into the bright sunlight. He heard the commotion coming from the lower deck. Squinting in the sunlight He walked earnestly to the railing on the upper deck to look and see what all the ruckus was about.

The sight before him was disconcerting.

All the crew were circled around two men. One was his tall first mate, the best swords man on the ship, other then himself. The other was a short, lithe man, wearing his trench coat. He also wore a long brimmed hat with a feather sprouting from the side. He held Hook's sword and brandished it. He couldn't see the man's face because of the hat. Hook leaned against the railing to get a better view.

Suddenly the two surged together. The blades glimmered in the sunlight as they danced about each other. But the mystery man was obviously the better swords man. He had the skill that would be barely met by the best sword masters. Who was this man? Was it Pan? No they would have alerted him had Pan been spotted. It was all to obvious the mystery man was just playing with his first mate. He fought circles around Hook's First mate.

Keeping his eyes on the fight, Hook rushed down the stairs to break it up. He hit the deck and rushed up to the group. He shoved his way to the front as the mystery man easily disarmed his first mate and held his blade to his throat. His hat was dipped, hiding his face.

"Hey break it up!" Hook shouted, coming to stand between the two fighters. He looked at the stranger, who lifted their hat to reveal themselves as Zemira. He almost staggered. In a quick move she flicked her blade at her opponent's face. A red slash where her blade touched, appeared.

"And that sailor," Zemira said in a thick accent that was similar to his own, "is a lesson to you! Watch your foot work, if you don't move you are an easy target." She said ignoring Hook, talking to his first mate who was nursing his wound and stepping out of the ring. Now it was just Hook and Zemira in the ring.

"Love? What are you doing?" He asked Zemira. She stared at him slyly.

"You will address me as Captain, Sailor," she said walking closer to him. "Now, sailor," she said walking to the other side of the ring, opposite himself, "if you best me," she dared him, "you may just earn your coat back," she said. Hook chuckled.

"I don't want to hurt you Love," he said.

"Captain! To you," she said eyeing him. "It sounds like you are scared Sailor, don't you think boys?" She asked the men. The cheered despite Hook's death glares. His face went red. He went and picked up the first mates weapon and faced Zemira. They cheered louder. Zemira smiled.

With a short jab she lunged at him. He easily avoided it, only to be slapped in the head with the flat of her blade. The men laughed as his head ached from the slap of the metal. He paused a moment to regroup and she let him. Then he lunged at her, she easily defended and glided over the deck with extraordinary foot work. They danced with their blades around the deck. She stepped forward, he back, she spun, turned, ducked, it was a dance. He never landed a hit, while she had bruised him dozens of times with the flat of the blade.

Then durning one of her turns he snatched her hat. Her brown hair fell and the wind blew it behind her. Her expression was acknowledging his skill. He backed up and put the hat on his head. He smiled at his crew and they cheered. He looked back to see her land a flip and see her swipe her leg out, making Hook fall to the deck. All he saw was sky until her face appeared against the blue, her hair flying about her face. He electric blue eyes matching the sky. She smiled. It was like she was a warrior princess. Her knee was against his chest and her blade against his throat. She was fierce but beautiful, he had never wanted to kiss her so badly.

"That was good Sailor, best I have seen today. But rule number one:" she said, "never, look away from your opponent." With that her blade was retracted and her knee was off his chest. He stood back up to see her staring at him. "The hat suits you though," she said smiling at him. She unbelted his sword from her waist and handed it to him. "But I get to keep the coat since I won," she said smiling coyly as she pulled it tight around her.

"I don't think so," he said and surged at her, his sword on the deck. She dashed to the other side of the boat. He ran after her. She laughed.

"Will you follow me anywhere?" She yelled back at him.

"Everywhere!" He yelled back. His response was from his heart. She was by the railing of the boat and stopped, he ran to her and felt he held her around her torso. Suddenly the world turned upside down. They had fallen over the railing. Hook wasn't sure how but gravity didn't lie. He watched the water get closer, he held onto Zemira as tightly as he could. Then just as they were about to hit the water he felt hard ground.

The whole scene had changed. They were in the middle of the forest. Zemira onto of him. She was breathing hard, she was looking in his eyes, he thought she was about to do something when she suddenly scrambled off of him.

"How did you. . .?" Hook asked looking at her from his laying down position, "that shouldn't. . .be possible."

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Hello my peoples! Thank you for reading! I am so happy that you like this story enough to read through the 4th chapter! Question for all of you! Hook+Zemira & Pan+Zemira. Soon we will see some Pan+Zemira action then you will have to decide which one you like better.

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