Miranda was stuck in bed for a few days, Rufus coming in to visit, give her food and check her wound. They had developed a good friendship, along with Reaver, though Miranda still didn't trust him much with her secrets and wouldn't let him close the door. The first day Miranda was able to get out of bed, she practically ran out into the sunlight, in pants and a blanket over her shoulders. The woman smiled, relieved that she didn't have to hide her sex anymore.

Reaver leaned on the rail in front of the helm, staring at the dark blonde haired woman. He loved picturing her at his disposal, he smirked and started to get lost in his imagination. Miranda looked up at the pirate, grey eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"What are you thinking about, Reaver?!" She called stirring the man out of his dream.

"Many things involving you, my little minx." He smirked.

"Did you before you found out I was female?"

"No, I hated your guts."

"That's what I wanted, so you'd leave me alone. Why does your opinion change now? Because you know I have breasts, now?" Miranda said walking over to Reaver, grinning. Miranda enjoyed making the self-absorbed pig beg.

"As a matter of fact I was surrounded by rough, smelly men. I need a beautiful soft woman in my bed." Reaver replied, giving her his usual seductive smirk.

"Only if you start being a one person man, then and only then will I consider your offer." She stated, simply looking him in the eyes. "Of course, you most likely won't so it'll never happen." Miranda wrapped the blanket tighter around her shoulders, the weather was gradually getting colder, and Miranda's only shirt was in ruins. Reaver sighed and gently put his hand on her shoulder.

"Inside, love. We need to think of getting you something warm to wear." He said kindly, a side of him now visible.

Miranda nods and smiled, softly "I like you more when you're like this, you know. More compassionate than lustful, it suits you better." she giggled at his face changing from kind to a bit embarrassed.

Reaver looked at her, Miranda was different than the other women. He found it even more alluring, thinking of her being extremely vulnerable sent chills down his spine. He watched her with the crew, she spoke with confidence and rarely lost her temper with them. He like watching her, the bandages made her thin waist more noticeable.

"Reaver, sir! there's a ship ahead requesting for us to stop."

"Stop then. If they attack us. We'll kill them." The captain replied.
Miranda looked at Reaver and the ship in the distance. It wasn't long before the two vessels met, young men walking onto the ship.

"Sir" The man bowed to the pirate.

Miranda looked at one of the men, who stared at her. "Touch me and I'll cut your penis with a rusty spoon." She threatened, frowning. He looked away quickly.

Reaver wrapped his arm around her waist, making her glare at him. "This is my wife. Don't touch or I'll be the one to punish you." He smirked. Miranda looked at the others, expressions of disbelief on their face. "Wife? As in married? Not going around and sleeping with others?"

Reaver nods and forced Miranda look at him, thumb on her chin. He kissed her, adding emphasis to his lie.

She reached for his holster and shot one of the other crew-members "Next time, Reaver that'll be you." she growled and walked away with his Dragonstomper .48.

"Your wife is feisty. I understand why you married her, now." The other captain said.

"She took my gun." Reaver said, not used to the holster being empty. Miranda smiled "Oh, Love. Thank you for letting me your gun, I know how much you adore it." she grinned, then looked at the strangers' hands, the hands glided to their swords. She walked over and shot the Captain, point-blank.

"Hands away from your weapons, now or one of you will be next." her voice had a strange sadistic happiness in it.

"YOU, BITCH!" one yelled trying to grab at her.

She barely flinched and put the barrel under his chin, grinning "Hope you know I won't hesitate killing you, if you move" she said softly, her nose against his. The sailor froze staring at her, breath caught in his chest. Miranda chuckled "Good boy, now go to your friends and collect their weapons, you skip one, it'll be death. Understand." Reaver watched smiling, Miranda looked like a new person, more dominant and less innocent. He just watched her for a moment, then remembered she had his gun and drew her away from the other pirates, holding her tightly, her back against his chest. He looked at her.

"Love, I think they learned their lesson." He looked at the strangers "You boys may go now, tatty bye."

"Don't say that again, it's extremely unattractive."

"So you find me attractive" Reaver smiled.

"Not in that way, you pervert." Miranda put his gun back in the holster "You can have that back, thank you for letting me borrow it, now let me go."

Reaver nods and complies, but not without a quit grab at her bottom. She glared at him, before smacking him "How you are found sexually attractive, I will never know. All I see is a pig." she stormed off.

" That hurt" Reaver said in a mock whimper. Miranda looked at him, grey eyes like daggers.