1Suite Life On Deck

Bailey Belle

I DO NOT OWN SLOD OR ANY OTHER CHARACTERS

A/N So, when I was watching Suite Life on Deck The Ghost and Mr. Martin I remembered Zack telling the story of how the first mate only made it out alive after the shipwreck and that when he went back he proposed to Jesse Belle and a specific line that Bailey had said "She never got over the captain," made me think of Cody and Bailey and their relationship. I could picture Bailey not getting married at all and dying old and alone because Cody was her own true love and she couldn't move on, so this is just a 1860's version of that story, but with Cailey. So, right now, the Civil War would be going on and I may or may not incorporate that into the storyline, so bare with me here. Also I am deciding I might not right this in anyone's specific POV, just whatever spills out of my brain at the moment.

The year was 1864 and a young man named Cody Martin was walking the streets in Massachusetts. Boston to be exact. The man was in his young twenties. His early years. He tipped his hat in courtesy to the people around him. The man was wearing a ditto suit. He was very dashing and charming for his age. His brain was the handsomest thing about him though. He was one of those most educated men of his time.

Cody had an older twin brother too. His name was Zacharry. Zacharry was more of the brother who was distinguished as the misbehaved Martin twin and had little respect for women. His brother and him were closely knit even though they were polar opposites. They would toss the football back and forth every once in a while and enjoy their time with each other just talking. Cody wasn't the most athletic twin though so it mostly ended with Zacharry tackling his younger twin. Cody picked up the game at Harvard from a couple of police officers. The game was fairly new.

Cody was always one who liked to learn new things to. He was the hard working twin that was interested in the world around him. He had lived in Boston for many years, but enjoyed traveling the world. One day he dreamed of going out onto the open seas and exploring. He didn't want to be stuck in one place forever. The only way he could really discover the world unknown would be by pictures photographers have taken, but that wasn't enough for him. He wanted to discover. He wanted to look at the different animals and plant life in person. The pictures were just like a dream to him. It didn't exist unless he saw it face to face.

He did have worries about leaving home. It was the place where he grew up and he had a family to watch out for. His mother was very sick fighting off more colds than one woman could bare. His farther wasn't one who was dedicated and left when he was very young. One day he came home drunk and yelling and then he was never seen again after my mom kicked him out. He never gotten letters or anything. He didn't even know if his farther was still alive. Mr. Martin only had blurred memories of that night though. All of them mixed in one and the pieces didn't fit together. Though when they were young, most of his memories of his farther consisted of being neglected by him. His father mostly had a connection with his brother while he had one with his mother. The only man he could really look up to while growing up was one Marion Moseby. He was their neighbor and got very fussy when Cody and Zacharry caused him any trouble.

Marion Moseby was one of the very few slaves left after during the current civil. It was extremely odd to have slaves in the north and very few were known of. It was mostly occurring in the south because the land would need tending to and the house. Cody always treated the man with respect even though many did not. He treated him as an equal and so did his family. Marion Moseby worked for a rich upper class family called the Tipton's. They owned several factories in the north. The daughter in the Tipton family was named London. She says she traveled all over the world and this made many of the townspeople envy her. She could get whatever she wanted without even trying- well, except a mother. Her mother died giving birth to her. The only time she actually knew her mother was when she was in the womb. The heiress had a best friend too. Maddie Fitzpatrick.

Maddie Fitzpatrick is very intelligent and was not only good friends with London, but the Martin boys. Cody's brother Zacharry try to fancy that young women many of times, but she was too smart for him and she thought he was just cute for trying. Zack never gave up chasing her though as much as he should of. Maddie new exactly what kind of man Zacharry was.

As odd as their lives was, they all were connected to each other some way. They all made each other's lives a little more pleasurable. They all had burdens in their life, but together they pushed through it. Right now Cody had a problem of his own to deal with.

The young man was walking through the streets towards an apothecary for his mother who had an illness. He couldn't stand seeing her that way. It hurt his heart. His mother was the only one he had to count on and without her, he would be like a lost puppy. His mother was the only parent he had he wasn't exactly working on his job. Cody walked into the store and saw his friends lips attached to none other than his very own girlfriend. Miss. Barbara Brownstein. Cody couldn't believe the sight as he watched the kiss grow passionate. The store was pretty empty so Cody had no problem with yelling if he had to. Though, he felt more hurt than anger.

"Barbara!" Cody exclaimed and right away his friend released the kiss. No, not friend. If Bob really cared about Cody, he wouldn't of kissed her. Cody didn't know what to do nor say. They looked at him and Cody felt like saying the dirtiest meanest thing to that slut Barbara, but no, he kept it in because that's not how a proper man should act. His blue eyes were about to pop out of his head from the view that witnessed. The image was molded into his brain. The young black haired woman was in shock herself.

"Cody, it's not what it looks like!" Barbara said trying to save herself from the situation she was placed in. Cody could not form the words to describe what this all felt like. Cody was strong though, he held back whatever emotions he could. He didn't want them to flourish into something bigger.

" I can't believe my own friend would betray me like that. If it's not clear, we're over." Cody said coldly leaving the store forgetting about the duties he was supposed to tend to. Truth was, he expected it. Every time Cody and Barbara would be at a party, Barbara would sneak off and not be seen for hours and when she would return she would look disheveled. Cody didn't want to ask why because he was afraid of the answer. He would get all these ideas, and her cheating was the most common. How he hated to admit it to himself. He felt betrayed. He felt like the world was turning against him. Now he yearned to get out of Boston as fast as he could. He needed an escape, but he had months before he actually could. The open seas were calling him and maybe this was a sign, a sign to speed up the process. Cody could hear footsteps behind him as he walked down the crowded streets, but he kept walking. He then tripped one something. The object was not in place letting him see it. He felt himself crash with another body and he heard a woman's scream as he accidentally knocked her down with him. He could feel the fabric of the dress on his skin and their was this scent that was hypnotizing. He got off of the woman and looked down at her and helped her up saying sorry every few second.

"I am so sorry, madam, I did not see you. I tripped on some instrument blocking my way." The women brushed her dress off and he finally saw her face. She had blonde curly hair that went down over her shoulders and a smile that was worth a million words. She had the brownest prettiest eyes he ever laid his own eyes on. He was a loss for words at the magnificent sigh in front of him...his past love was already forgotten.

" Well, I am pretty sure we both were there, sir." She was slightly annoyed with him which made him feel more like a complete idiot. He honestly was sorry. He just looked at the young girl who looked about his age and smiled at her. He saw the look on his face and regretted saying that. " Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't meant to say that. Talk about starting off on the wrong foot, sir."

"Literally." The girl laughed at his joke and was taken with him. There was something about him that was different and it pulled her into his trap. "I'm Cody Martin." He said bowing a bit and the girl was surprised by how sweet he was. Granted he was a complete stranger, but she got this good feeling around him...one she had never had in so long.

"Bailey Pickett. Pleasure meeting you Mr. Martin." She says putting out her hand and he takes it as she curtsy's.

"As well, Miss Pickett."

"Please, call me Bailey." She said back both of them smiling at each other getting lost in each other's eyes on accident. It was like they only saw one another. Cody was falling head over heals and so was the woman in front of him. Neither of them knowing.

A/N So, that's the introduction, again, I'm just writing down whatever comes out of my head. Hope you liked it though! Tried to make the dialect sound like the 1860's, may not be all correct, but I'm rolling with the punches (: