*Jordan Pov*

It was late at night; I pretended to be in bed asleep when my father came round to ensure I was in bed. When I heard his boots trail away from my bedroom door, I threw off my covers and slipped on my deep blue sandals. I was wearing an ocean blue dress; it was strapless, and fell with a small train behind me. My hair cascaded down my shoulders, as I carefully unlocked my door and glanced down the halls.

Carefully sneaking onto the main deck, I glanced around. Lifeless, the ocean was barely moving as I could hear a soft tinkle in the distance. Smiling Tinkerbelle glowed in front of me smirking before circling me in gold dust, as I giggled when I felt my feet leave the floor boards. Holding her in the palm of my hand I flew towards the main shore, as I gently landed on the soft sand. Tinkerbelle left giggling as I frowned before I felt a warm hand around my waist and a blind fold covers my eyes.

"You look beautiful" His voice was seductive and it set my heart to flutter. His touch my skin feel electric as his grip tightened securely before I could feel the wind rushing against my skin, knowing we were flying somewhere. When we landed the damp grass underneath my skin tickled, as I felt the blindfold leave my eyes. I blinked to see Peter dressed handsomely holding a full bloom white rose. I giggled, as I took it as it smelt of vanilla.

I let him place it on my ear, as he guided me to the large oak tree, where we peered in and saw the fairies dancing gracefully. It was beautiful as the soft music made my lips turn into a smile, before I heard a cough behind me. I turned to see a smirking Peter holding out his hand, as I welcomed it. He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me closer.

I must be blushing as he smirked, dancing before we ended up leaving the ground. He dipped me causing me to laugh as he spun me towards him, my arms around his neck, as the lights of the fairies started to dance around us. It was perfect as I smiled. I rested my head on his shoulder, as he leant his face on my head. Nothing could ruin this night. But to make it even better was his kiss.

Making my heart explode with passion. I shivered under his warm soft lips, as he pulled me closer. His tongue explored my mouth as we pulled back breathless before he kissed my forehead. The rest of the night was magical. I was sad when he took me back to the Jolly Roger. He kissed me goodbye before I watched him fly off. I danced my way back to my room with a sheepish grin plastered on my face.

From that night on we snuck out nearly every night to see each other, I was falling for him hard. I love him and I knew this would get me killed by my father if he found out. Throughout our times together we even dared to spend the days together. We flew through a rainbow once, and around neverland.

One night when I went out to meet Peter I was slightly careless, it must have been that one night that now has me locked in a cell three weeks later…...

****3 weeks before****

Peter and I had arranged to me again for a midnight picnic. I waited like I always did for the final sounds of boots clicking against the wood. One, two, three, four, five. The boots would stop outside my door with a soft glow of a lantern seeping under the door. Six, seven, eight, nine. The door would slowly open. My eyes would be closed; my breathing was quiet and even. Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen. I hear the same old sigh and the sound of the door clicking shut.

I would wait that extra half a minute before I threw off the covers and slipped on my boots. I would hover by my door before I carefully unlocked my door and slipped out into the corridor. My blood would pound in my ears, especially when I crossed my father's door. I guess maybe the fact a soft glow from his room meaning he was awake was the factor I was careless. I held my breath as I stepped across his door, the floorboard creaking as I heard his footsteps coming to the door.

I leant against the wall from the corner I had just turned slowly edging down it, in case he left his room for a further look. Brightness filled up the empty black corridor, his shadow stretched across the floor as I refused to take a breath. Scared to show where I was. We both waited for what felt like minutes before the door shut, leaving me in darkness as I let go of my held breath.

When I had made it to the main deck, I felt like I could breathe slightly. The stars shining boldly above me, made it easier. I felt like eyes were watching as I caught my breath and turned round, seeing nobody. I casually walked to the edge of the ship holding the rail; I glanced over my shoulder once more, before I swung myself over the edge.

Over the time I had learnt to climb up and down the side of the ship, easing myself into the water. I took a deep breath before letting my head disappear from the surface. When I reached the beach and squeezed water from my hair and damp shirt I always glanced back at the ship. No lights or signs of anyone on deck. It always made me smile, as I raced along the beach, through the trees until I was at mermaid lagoon.

My heart always brightened when I saw Peter there. He stood on the edge of the blanket picnic, which had so much food, cakes, fruit, you name it. I ran over to him as he held me tightly spinning me round making me giggle. He would kiss my lips softly as my hands would ruffle through his hair.

I threw grapes, which he easily caught; he fed me cake as we laid down together watching the stars above us. I must have fallen asleep against his warm body since the next time I woke up, sunlight was blinding my eye sight as I quickly sat up. Peter was still asleep beside me as I brushed a strand of hair from his handsome face. I kissed his lips, as his arm snaked to my waist preventing me from leaving.

"Stay" His voice deep making me shudder as I chuckled.

"I must go" I whispered as he groaned, releasing me. I dove into the waters beside me, swimming under the surface as fast as I could towards the ship. I was quiet and careful as I climbed the side of the ship, as I heard voices on deck. CRAP!

"Where is SHE?" My father shouted as I gulped.

"I dunno Cap'n she isn't in 'er cham'er" A worried voice stuttered as I gulped before I heard a painful groan followed by a thud. I grimaced as I heard the sound of a splash. I drew a deep breath and heaved myself up to see the fury in my father's eyes do a double take and turn to shock and confusion.

"Jordan?" He asked as I gave a sheepish smile, squeezing water from my hair.

"Morning" I welcomed casually like I did this every morning as I went to walk past him before his tight arm grip held me firm as I winced wanted to claw away his nails.

"Where. Have. You. Been?" His words were furious through his gritted teeth as I rolled my eyes trying to make it look like it wasn't a major deal. Or that I had been sneaking away from the ship to go see his enemy.

"Swimming. I went swimming with the mermaids this morning since no one was awake. Problem?" I asked slightly sassed as he threw me towards the floor. I must admit his take on violence against me shocked me, as I looked at him surprised.

"You do not leave this ship without my permission" He growled as he stepped towards me.

"I'm not a baby anymore!" I growled getting back to my feet as he glared at me. He did the unexpected just then, he gripped hard onto my throat as I gasped, clawing at his grip as his eyes showed death and no mercy as for the first time I was afraid of my own father.

"You do as I say" He ordered as I nodded before he let me go. I fell to the floor coughing and gasping holding onto my neck as I watched him leave not even turning back. I closed my eyes focusing on my breathing as I heard the sudden slam of his office door.

*No One Pov*

Hook had sent his bird out to watch Jordan. He was most displeased when he was informed that Jordan had gone off sneaking off board the ship late at night. He had asked where she had gone, but the bird claimed to had lost her when she went under the water. He sat at his desk furious; he knew she had lied to him to his own face.

He glanced at his portrait picture of Jordan that sat on the edge of his desk. He took it in his remaining hand, thumb tracing her facial features. He sighed; his face softening as he knew what he did to her was unforgiveable.

"What are you up to?" He whispered. He heard boots clicking outside, stomping before the slamming of a door as he knew Jordan had locked herself away in her room. He placed the picture back where he kept it, before he smirked at the idea to find out. Meanwhile Jordan opened the window in her room and let out an unfamiliar whistle.

No one paid attention to it, but she reached who she was after. With the soft sounds of tinkling bells. Tinkerbelle found herself at her window.

"Hi Tink. I need you to tell Peter I can't see him for at least three days. I'll let you know when I can though" She whispered to her, scared of what her father would hear from next door. Tink nodded her head before flying off to tell Peter the news. Jordan knew she had to play it careful now, especially when her father was ready to play nasty……