Interlude 1

Butterflies

Rating:Pg-13
Disclaimer: duh! The song is Clay Aikens (don't kill me,i just love 
the song and I always picture this Peter Pan music video to it!)



	Anna sat on her designated bed staring at the wall. Something had 
happened that night. Peter Pan wasn't the same person that her father had 
been talking about. He couldn't be. When he looked at her earlier that 
night, it was nearly the same...
	Shaking her head, Anna pushed such thoughts from her head. She 
couldn't be right. Her mother had been right, through her drunken yellings 
and rantings at her daughter. She felt tears push their way to her 
eyes, her heart clenching within her chest, hearing her mother in 
the back of her mind.
	Your worthless! Look at you! A skinny little nothing is what 
you are! Your father was a Captain! A Pirate Captain at that and look 
how you turned out anyways! Can't even pull in any decent paying 
customers for your own mother. Noone could love you, Anna. Her mothers 
indignation rang true in her ears, her eyes shutting as the words 
continued.  Noone could love a thorn, especially on a rose that refuses 
to bloom. " her mother grabbed her chin roughly. "You refuse to give 
something that eventually will be taken by force, Anna. Remember 
that, your not worth it. " her mother turned, leaving the room. "Remember 
my words Anna, love will not find you, for noone could love trash such as 
you."
	Angry tears fell from Anna's eyes and she wiped them away 
roughly before they could even hit her cheeks.
	"Anna!"
	Turning her head towards her window, the source of the voice, 
Anna stood after a moment and made her way over, looking down off 
her balcony towards the ground stories below.
	There stood Peter Pan with a wide grin on his face. "Come down 
here! I have something to show you!" he shouted, waving his arm for 
her to join him.
	Confused, but letting a small grin fall across her own facade, 
Anna calmly made her way down the stairs. 
	The night air was warm to the touch, slightly moist and comfortable, 
like a warm blanket wrapped around your body. Inhaling the scent for a 
moment, Anna took in the sight of the forest. It was nighttime now and 
the birds had silenced their songs, giving way for crickets and other 
such night creatures to comes out and play. The forest glowed with etherial 
lights, darting here and there of every color Anna could think of. 
White, orange, blue, pink, all of them dancing about happily. 
	"Anna." Peter said her name softly.

When the world wasn't upside down
I could take all the time I had
But im not gonna wait when a moment can vanish so fast
Cause every kiss is a kiss you can never get back

	Anna turned to look at Peter Pan, the boy who would never grow 
up, his hand outstretched, a soft smile on his face, his fingers twitching 
in anticipation. Moving unguided towards him of her own win, Anna 
gently placed her fingers in his palm, sliding them across the callused 
skin. His fingers closed around her hand, pulling her closer to him, 
their bodies closing the space between them.
	Something was magical this night, something was different. But 
these two souls knew this and let it come, with a passion they let 
it come for them and take them to wherever it desired.
 	Pulling her with him, Peter turned to guide them into the 
forest. "Follow me, I have something to show you." he said softly, his 
voice gliding along the wind to her ears, prickling her nerves under 
her skin. His warm hand on hers sent vibrations throughout her 
nervous system, wracking her with tentions and tremors.
	
	Peter pulled her out into the clearing and smiled as he heard 
her gasp. The fairies were gathering tonight, all of them colors of 
the sky and earth. Darting about in rainbows of light, laughing to 
themselves and giggling happily. They emerged from trees and grass 
and dirt and sky, all wanting to see the two humans that came to 
their forest, hand in hand.
	Anna looked up into the sky in awe, the lights flying round 
in circles above their heads. She took it all in, the leaves rustling 
around them, the soft dirt and tall grass beneith their feet, 
surrounding them, Peter's hand in hers, his smile, his eyes...
	His smile got slightly wider as small sparkles began to fall 
around them, falling from all of the fairies, falling to land and 
dissapear into their skin. Anna watched a particularly pretty blue one 
fall onto her shoulder and seem to melt into her skin. She felt herself 
tingling all over, a pleasant and warm sensation rushing through 
her.
	Looking at Peter, she smiiled her first real smile for him. 
She'd smiled before, at the children, but never directly at 
him, never directly given him her happiness. He knew she was ready.
	His other hand lifted, palm outstretched and Anna placed 
hers into it, both of their palms now linked.

Lift me up
In your eyes
If you told me that is what heaven is
Well you'd be right
I've been waiting forever for this
This is the night


	Peter began to rise slowly, so not to scare her, lifting 
her with him into the night air. He saw the confusion on her face as 
he began to rise, then the realization that he was lifting them both.
	Anna watched in amazement as her feet lifted from the ground 
into the air, the sensation of weightlessness taking her over, her 
body hovering in the air, no solid ground beneith her feet. Her eyes 
found Peter's once more and she saw the laughter and happiness shining 
there and in his smile as he lifted them. She turned to look once more 
at the ground, slowly moving farther and farther away. She watched as 
the leaves one by one passed her eyes, falling lower and lower, each 
level taking her higher in body and in soul.
	Before she knew it, they were rising above the treetops, the 
tips of her boots brushing against the tender leaves. Above them now 
were only the stars and a few fairies, fluttering about like tiny 
butterflies. The wide open sky seemed to swallow them in a sea of 
beauty and magnificence. She heard Peter laugh and turned to see 
a fairy flying away from his shoulder, the small blond-headed girl 
throwing him a wink. Peter turned to look back at Anna, pulling 
her closer to him. Her hands slid from his, rising to clasp the 
material at his shoulders, her face skant inches from his own.
	Moments passed before he pulled them from their gaze and 
began to fly towards the water. Anna slid back down to grasp his hands 
and Peter let go of one, allowing them to fly side by side. It took 
Anna a moment to get used to the feeling, but a smile graced her face 
once she did. She could feel the wind smoothing the material of her 
clothes against her body, the tail of her shirt flapping in the 
night against her stomach and back. Her hair flittered around her face 
gently, lapping at her cheeks like small fairy kisses against her skin.
	Pulling her with him, Peter led them to a tree by the edge of 
the waters, leading her to sit beside him on an outstretched 
branch. The two fell into a seating beside one another, their 
thighs touching, their hands still with one another. Neither noticed 
as Peter pointed out the moon above them, bright and shining down 
apon their faces, giving them an ethereal glow.

When the answers to all my dreams
Is a close as a touch away
Why am i here holding back what im trying to say

	Captain James Hook stepped out of his cabin slowly, closing 
the door behind him. He'd never felt this way before, a deep depression 
taking over his whole being. His only child was missing for two 
days now and his heart felt as heavy as a lead pistol. He'd only known 
her for one day, but in that one day he'd seen how so much like him she 
was. Strong, intelligent and determined, everything he'd always 
strived to be. She'd only taken a day to capture his heart before he 
knew he would keep her with him. He would be a father, the one thing 
he'd never been able to be. She wouldn't be like those silly lost boys, 
foolish and stupid. She would be his prodigy, his life. He would 
teach her everything she ever needed to know and he would love her.
	Then he'd gone and made the foolish mistake of telling her of Pan. 
If there was one thing he'd passed on to her that he could confirm, it 
was his determination to have his way. She was determined to set 
things right. For him. For a father she'd never known. And that alone 
made him love her all the more.
	Sighing and running a hand down his weary face, Hook pressed 
his palms to the railing of the ship, his shoulders slumping as he 
looked up into the night sky, at the moon, full and round and wondered 
if somewhere, his daughter was looking at the moon too.

Lift me up
In your eyes
If you told me that is what heaven is 
Well you'd be right
Hold me close
To your heart
I would go with you to the ends of the earth 
And we'll fly
Ive been waiting forever for this
This is the night

	Anna's eyes turned slowly from the moon to look at Peter, 
sitting beside her quietly, his smile shining up at the moon as if 
they had a secret that she didn't know. She studied his face, so 
young, yet so much older than it should have been. He'd seen too 
many battles and too much greif to ever fully be a child again, 
she realized. He would never truely be a boy, but always part 
boy, part man. She wouldnt' tell him this though, for she knew how he 
would react, and now was not the time for arguments. This was a 
special night. Anna wasn't sure how she knew it, but she did, she 
felt it in her skin, it was a very special, very magical night.
	Peter watched from the corner of his eye as she studied him, 
her eyes looking him over before she smiled, her hand almost raising 
to touch him before pulling it back and looking at the moon again. 
	"Come on." he whispered into her ear, moving silently and 
pulling her to stand with him. They tread the large limb carefully 
before taking off into flight again. He observed her again, her hand 
dropping carefully to touch the water before pulling it back to her 
check. Peter chuckled silently.
	"I'm going to let you go now." he said evenly.
	"What?!" Anna gasped, looking at him as if he were crazy.
	Laughing Peter let her hand slip till only their fingers 
were grasping, the somehow intimate touch sending shivers through 
him. "It's alright. Just keep thinking happy thoughts. Just feel, you 
can do it, Anna, I know you can." he finished softly.
	After a moment of staring into his eyes, Anna let go, her eyes 
closing for a moment before she realized she hadn't fallen to the 
ground. Opening her eyes, she was still flying along side Peter, a 
large smile on his face as she controlled her movements carefully. 
	She was flying!
	Closing her eyes again briefly, Anna tilted her chin up, 
letting the cool water and air spray over her face. Opening her 
eyes again, she laughed, her arms spread out wide, her feet pressed 
together as she and Peter flew over the lagoon, past the very angry 
mermaids laughing towards a cavern.

This is the night where we capture forever
And all our tomorrows begin
After tonight we will never be lonely again

	Pulling her in behind him, Peter flew through the cavern at 
top speed as Anna laughed at him gleefully. Landing carefully, he 
reached out and pulled her hand to him, helping her land beside him. 
	Anna stood close to him for only a moment, looking down, 
then into his face before grinning and moving slowly past him, her 
eyes darting back at him every few moments as he watched her 
intently. Her movements weren't as smooth and lithe in the air as 
they were on the ground. Her cat's balance and athletic ability 
were unsurpassed on the earthen terra. 
	She laughed to herself, bringing Peter's attention back to 
her, skipping across the rocks, in and out of crevices in the ground, 
towards the water that washed up in the cove.
	He watched as she knelt down, her fingers touching the 
water softly before sitting down on the ground. Her hands moved 
across her laces smoothly, pulling them free of the leather. She 
pulled first one shoe, then the other off, followed by the soft cotton 
socks. 
	Moving towards her, Peter sat above her on a rock as she dipped 
her toes in the water. She giggled at the coolness then pushed her 
whole foot down into the water, laughing loudly. It only took a 
moment for Peter to join in her laughter at her antics. His hand 
moved down to grab hers on the rock, his fingers intertwining 
with hers.
	She looked back up at him for a moment and he couldn't stop 
the urge to touch her hair. It swung freely in black ringlets across 
her face, neck and back and called to him to feel how soft it was. She 
froze for a moment as his browned fingers touched the ebony strands. 
He rubbed a ringlet between his fingers, then ran them up across the 
length of the strand until his fingertips touched her cheek. Her skin 
was smooth and soft here, and a hint of pink rose to her cheeks as 
his fingers found her ear. Soon his palm lay flat against her face, 
his fingers tickling at the curve of her ear.
	Anna turned her face downward, then out to look at the large 
opening in the cave, spreading the waters out before them in an endless 
horizon of stars and waves.
	
Lift me up
In your eyes
If you told me that is what heaven is 
Well you'd be right
Hold me close
To your heart
I would go with you to the ends of the earth 
And we'll fly

	Before Peter could think, Anna took off, flying quickly 
out the exit of the cavern towards the endless expanse of water. He 
heard her laugh and quickly followed, catching up and flying beside her.
	He watched in fascination as Anna dipped her hands into the 
water, first the right, then left, letting the cool liquid stream 
across her fingertips as she picked up speed. Her laughter was 
contagious this night, free and finally happy, as she felt free and 
happy for the first time in her life. 
	Turning over, Anna let her arms fall downwards, her 
fingertips once more touching the water, spraying it across the cool 
sea as her eyes closed, her senses taking over. She felt the cool air, 
smelled the salt from the sea and heard the soft laughter in the 
background. It was open, it was there and it was all for her! Finally! 
Something that she could grab ahold of and have without having 
it taken away or hurt or destroyed. This life was hers and she was going 
to grab hold and live it.
	Looking down the line of her stomach, she saw Peter following 
closely behind and grinned at him before swiftly changing her direction. 
Turning upwards, Anna let her body go flat as she gained altitude, 
flying higher and higher among the air, towards the sea of stars above 
her. Pushing herself, Anna forced her body to fly faster, fly harder, 
fly higher than ever before. 
	Looking below her, she slowed down, letting Peter go speeding 
by, laughing then flying faster to catch him. They took turns flying 
through the expanse of night, darting here and there, playing tag and 
laughing with one another.
	
	Hook lifted his head from the desk to glance out the window 
at the moon once more, hoping to feel a slight morsel better, his eyes 
going wide. 
	There, in the moonlight were two figures, one was of Peter Pan, 
his silhouette ever present, the other...
	"Anna...?" Hook whispered to himself before jumping up and 
rushing outside his quarters towards the bow of the ship. Grabbing 
his long viewer, he dashed his way to the edge of the ship, lifting 
the glass to his eye and gasping. There in the moonlight was 
his daughter, laughing and playing with Pan! Was she a traitor? Could 
it be she'd tricked him? No, he couldn't force himself to believe that.
	Turning the eyepiece towards Pan, Hook stared in disbelief at 
the look on the 'boys' face. He looked so happy, so carefree, but so 
different. He wasn't the same Peter Pan that Hook had grown to hate 
and desire to destroy so badly, so long ago. This was a young man on 
the verge of something Hook wasn't sure Pan could understand. And 
if he did, then it was something he did willingly. For it was now that 
he could see, even from afar, the look Pan gave Anna when he saw her 
was one in the same that Hook had experienced. He supposed the boy 
could feel his insides fluttering, realizing what was happening. And 
as much as he hated to admit it, he couldn't hate the boy for it...

	Pushing herself off once more to escape Peter, Anna laughed as 
he easily caught up to her, his hands grasping her waist as they 
flew higher, towards the moon, its bright light a blessing in the 
dark night. Anna let her head fall back, her hair a dark weave 
around her outstretched body and arms. Peter gazed up at her as he 
lifted her higher into the air, his face bright in the moonlight. 
	He pulled them to a stop in front of the moon, her face now 
brightened by the light of it. She turned her head back down to 
him as he let her fall back to his height. The journey seemed far as 
her body slid against his, her feet coming to rest atop his own, 
her toes tickling his ankles.
	"Peter.." she breathed, her face, once again inches from his 
own. She could feel his warm breath on her lips and touched her tongue 
to them to moisten against the tangibly dry feeling. Turning her eyes 
up to look into his own, Anna was nearly put off balance by emotion 
in them, directed at her.
	Peter's eyes never left her eyes but for the moment she darted 
her tongue out to moisten her lips. He had to do something. Something 
he'd only done once, but this time he would be the one initiating it.
	Anna inhaled her breath as Peter leaned forward, his eyes 
never leaving hers as his lips paused for a moment before touching her 
own. The spark between them was soft and warm, but exciting and a race 
of electricity at once. His warm mouth settled upon hers, pressing their 
lips together fully until they melded together.
	He'd never felt anything like it before, even with Wendy and once 
with Jane, it had never felt this real, this alive before. This was no 
childish 'thimble' as he'd once had; this was truly a 'kiss'. A full-grown 
kiss. A fact that should have disturbed him more than it did, but strangely 
it didn't. It made him want it even more, more than he should. He felt 
Anna sigh against his mouth, pressing back against him in acceptance and 
want. His hands slid farther around her waist onto the small of her back 
and he felt her arms come to rest against his shoulders, then sliding 
up across them to wrap around his neck. Her head tilted in an attempt 
to readjust their mouths against one another, enclosing them more 
fully. Her smooth, sweet hair lilted against his arms, brushing them in a 
temptingly exotic way, a new feeling along with the kiss.
	Pulling away from her mouth, Peter inhaled a long needed breath, 
his eyes opening to gaze at her once more. Her eyes were still closed 
her lips whetted and pressed. Pulling at her arm, he led her back down 
from the sky towards the cove again. He flew quickly, not wanting to be 
out of her arms for long and needing to feel her mouth against his again.
	Anna laughed and kept her eyes closed, instinctively knowing 
where he was taking them. When they landed, she opened her eyes again to 
see the ground beneath her feet. Dropping to her knees, then moving 
to sit, she looked up at the startled Peter. Her hand extended out to him 
and Peter eagerly took it, moving to sit beside her, his eyes never 
leaving hers. 
	A satisfied smile graced Anna's face as she leaned in, capturing 
his lips with her own.
	
I've been waiting forever for this
This is the night



TBC...

Ok, end of sappies for now *winks* just for now though. Watch for 
more action coming soon! Im halfway through the chappie already so 
it should come soon. Mind you its going slower with a broken finger!