This wasn't going to be easy.
Of course it wasn't easy. She was a pirate. Things were never easy.
"What is it that I have to do again?" she asked, lifting her gaze to those who had graced her with their presence.
"Take us to Killian Jones." The dark haired one said calmly. "After which, we will ensure your freedom."
"What does he have that you wish to possess?" the pirate captain eyed her closely.
"You must agree before we give you the details, Captain Killigrew." The raven-haired woman spoke again.
"Very well, then. What's in it for me? Besides my freedom?" the captain asked calmly.
"We'll get you out of here. You can rebuild your life. Maybe get revenge on those who have left your life in shambles." The blonde haired woman spoke this time.
Now, that was a deal.
"Ah, I see." Captain Killigrew nodded, red curls bouncing in agreement. "We have a deal." She said, looking those who were now her saviors dead in the eye.
Both women held their hands out to deal the agreement, which the Captain found mildly humorous. Did they not know who she was? She always held up her end of the bargain. However, she pushed away the humor that was slowly bubbling up inside of her to shake both outstretched hands.
With that, the warrior who had been standing quietly, patiently in the back, stepped forward with a set of keys. The sweet sound of metal sliding into metal rang about the cold stonewalls. The door opened and the pirate captain quickly exited the cell, grabbing her coat and hat off the wall.
"Shall we?" she smiled for the first time in days at the group of women before her, fastening her scabbard at her waist. "Come, we must head to port as soon as possible.
Captain Killigrew took one last, hard look at the jail cell and hurried behind the group of women who had already ascended the stairs.