Sam filled the glass to the top and slid it over to the gentlemen sitting on the stool in front of her. She busied herself behind the bar as she continued taking all of the naval officer's orders. The bar was full of officers, seeing as it was ten o'clock on a Friday night. Most of the members of the navy had a few days off around this time, and this is where most of them liked to spend their time, especially at night.

Earlier that week, she had been on the Sirius talking with the crew. Throughout the course of the month, a series of attacks had taken place on the captain's of different pirate ships, including the Sirius. Other prominent members of their crews were also targeted, and attacked. Morgan had been attacked at a tavern in a village near Yamato by a group of the navy. He had somehow managed to escape and return to the Sirius. Afterwards, he gathered everyone in his cabin to hold a meeting.

"I got a hold of some of the other pirate captains, and they reported similar attacks."

"What are we going to do Captain?" Christopher asked as he leaned against the door frame.

Morgan shrugged. "Well, if the navy has some sudden grudge against us, I'd like to know what it is, and why."

Eduardo folded his arms across his chest. "How do you propose we do that?"

"I'd rather not wage a full on war on the navy, so I think it'd be a good idea for us to investigate the navy, in secret of course. We are currently headed for Moldor, where the navy is currently stationed. We will break into head naval officers quarters and search for any kind of evidence that we can find. I've already spoken with Leonardo, who told me that he didn't have any idea about these attacks, and certainly didn't approve of them. Whoever is behind these attacks around doing so without the navy's permission."

Sam stepped forward. "How can we help?"

Morgan looked at Sam. "The navy allows its men a few days of free time before they are to report back, starting Friday. They flock to the bars, primarily one bar in particular. While the rest of us are breaking in, I'd like you to work at the bar for a few nights and keep an eye on them. Make sure that no one leaves before we can get what we need and leave."

Eduardo immediately shook his head. "No. No, I don't think that's a good idea what-so-ever." He and Sam had been dating for a while at that point, but Eduardo was still extremely overprotective of her.

Morgan crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. "I'm going to have Thomas there at the bar as well. He's young enough to pass for just another bar worker, and Sam here has the experience of working at a bar previously, so she'll fit right in."

"Dragging her into this just isn't a good idea."

Sam placed a hand on her hip and glared at Eduardo. "I'm going to help. I'm not just going to sit around do nothing while you guys are out having all the fun."

"Besides…" Morgan chimed in, "you really want her to tag along with us? What do you think they'll do to her if she gets caught?" With a heavy, frustrated sigh, Eduardo reluctantly agreed.

When they arrived at Moldor the next day, he grabbed her arm as they docked at the port. Morgan had pulled a few strings, and had gotten a job for both Thomas and Sam for the evening. Being their busiest night of the week, they had gladly accepted the two. Morgan had decided that it was best for all of them to stay in Moldor for a few days while they investigated, so he went ahead of the group to check them into a hotel. Sam and Thomas were leaving the ship to head to the bar to start their jobs for the night when Eduardo stopped her.

"I'll see you tonight, alright?" He said softly.

"I know. I'll see you at the hotel tonight. Give me a kiss to go?" She teased with a smile. Eduardo was still not one for public displays of affection, and she couldn't help but pick at him about it. Despite their having been together for a while, he still didn't show her much affection in public, other than the privacy of their bedroom, in which he showed plenty of affection.

Eduardo rolled his eye at her, his other eye still covered by his patch. "You are impossible."

"And yet you still put with me." She removed his hand from her arm and walked off the ship with Thomas. Eduardo grabbed Thomas by the collar and whispered something in his ear before shoving him towards Sam.

That was over 8 hours ago, Sam was dead tired on her feet as she pressed on, continuing to keep an eye on the crowd. It appeared as if the entire navy had come, and crammed packed in the poorly lit bar. She filled another glass as Thomas walked over to the bar and placed a few empty mugs on the counter.

"How did you ever manage to survive a place like this?" Thomas groaned.

Sam smiled as she placed more mugs on his tray. "Practice my dear, practice."

"They're terrible!" He exclaimed.

"Are they being mean to you?" She teased.

He smiled sarcastically at her. "Yes they are actually."

"Imagine how they would be around you if you had breasts. Now go." She instructed. A band started playing in the corner of the room, entertaining the large mass of drunken sailors.

A man sat down in the bar in front of her, eyeing her. She turned to fill another glass, rolling her eyes before turning back around with the biggest smile she could muster.

"What can I get for ya?"

"A beer please." He replied, smiling at her as he leaned against the bar. She placed a mug in front of him and went to turn back around when he grabbed her hand. She was used to men pawing at her when she worked at the bar back at Yamato. Since most of the men that did it were completely inebriated, she knew that all she had to do was to smile real big at them, and talk to them for a few minutes before they'd forget all about any intention that had of hitting on her and leave. There were always the select few men that would continue to paw at her, and a simple twist of her wrist would send their heads slamming into the bar, so she wasn't necessarily that concerned.

She turned around and leaned against the bar in front of him. "Need something else sweetie?"

She could tell from the way his unfocused eyes that he was already pretty drunk. "You're quite beautiful madam."

She mentally rolled her eyes. "Thank you, that's quite nice of you to say. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to attend to some of the other people in here." She went to take her hand back from him, but he held in firm in his grasp.

"You better treat me real nice now."

"And why is that?" She purred, indulging him.

"I'm going to be famous here real soon." He hiccupped.

"How?"

"I'm going to be the person who finally rid the world of its pirate problem." He hiccupped again, rubbing her hand. Her interested peaked at this statement. If she was going to help everyone out, this guy might be her opportunity to do so.

"Really?" She asked seductively, laying on the charm thick, "How are you going to do that?"

He grinned up at her. "I'll have to tell you sometime. What's your name?"

"Sarah." She lied.

He nodded. "Sarah. Pretty name."

They talked for a while as Sam leaned against the counter. She needed this guy to like her in order to get whatever information she could from him. Even while intoxicated, he didn't reveal much to her, he mostly babbled on about his life and some funny stories of him just starting out in the navy. She indulged his stories, laughing along with him. He told her that he was a naval officer now, enjoying his higher up position.

Thomas would eye them from time to time, busying himself by talking amongst the sailors. He walked over at one point to gather more beverages, and eyed her carefully, silently asking if she was alright. She had known Thomas long enough at that point to have created a silent language between them, so she understood his glare. She nodded her head and continued.

In the background, the band continued to play music, the tone growing softer as the night carried on. Daniel, the man that Sam had been talking to, took another swig from his glass and held his hand out to her.

"Would you care to dance?"

She shook her head shyly. "I'm still technically working."

"Oh come on, just one dance." He prodded. She reluctantly set down the glass she had been cleaning on the counter, and walked from behind the bar. He took her hand and pulled her into his arms. He snaked one arm around her waist and took her other hand in his, swaying slowly to the music. She uncomfortably swayed to the music with him, keeping her gaze in a different direction than his.

He traced up and down her back with his finger. "I like you Sarah. You seem like a decent person."

"Thank you." She answered, continuing to ignore his stare.

"Sorry, may I cut in?" A deep voice suddenly asked. Sam turned her head to see Eduardo staring down at the two of them.