Title: A Pirate's Life For Me

Rating: R/NC-17 (R this chapter)

Chapter 3

Brittany sat down with Quinn as Rachel went up and grabbed food for the three of them. As soon as they began to eat, Corkscrew walked up to them.

"Have a good night, lass," he said to Quinn. "I could have shown ya a better time than this girl." Quinn quickly hid as much of herself behind Rachel as possible. This man perhaps scared Quinn the most on the ship. Jackson and Elias may have brought her fate upon her, but there was just something unsavory about this man, and Brittany's mother's warning didn't help matters.

"She enjoyed what I had to give her," Rachel spat back. "My wench likes how I fuck her, don't you." Quinn nodded. "See she likes it. She's not walking right, she liked it so much." Rachel quickly kissed Quinn hard, showing Corkscrew her dominance.

Both Rachel and Quinn had to suppress their moans at the kiss. Rachel began to realize that maybe her fathers and Brittany were right; maybe she did like this "wench." Quinn was surprised at how right this kiss felt. It was easy and she liked it. But, then Quinn scolded herself. 'I can't like this. It's wrong. These pirates must be brainwashing me.'

"That may be," Corkscrew responded, "but I'll have ya wench, the same way I had ya mother."

"What?" Rachel's stomach dropped and she pulled her girl tightly into her.

"I fucked ya mother before she got knock up with ya. Ya could be my own daughter."

"You're lying," She demanded, feeling sick at the thought.

"Maybe," he answered as he walked away with a smirk.

"Mia," Rachel turned to Brittany, "where's your mother?" She had to know the truth.

"She's charting the course for Tortuga, so probably in her room. Why?"

"Keep an eye on Quinn. I have to talk to her." And with that Rachel put Quinn in Brittany's arms and head off to Sue's room.

"Mia," Quinn asked tentatively, "will she be okay?"

Brittany squeezed the girl and smiled gently. "I hope so. But see, you do like her. You care about her."

"I need her to protect me."

"No, you just need her."

Quinn just shook her head and started eating. She didn't want to think about what the blonde girl said because, deep inside, she's afraid that she might be right.

...

"Coach," Rachel called, "you in here?"

"Yes, Stella. I'm here," Sue replied.

Rachel quickly closed the door behind her. "Aunt Sue, can I talk to you about something?"

"I'm a little busy."

"It's about my mom." Sue stopped what she was doing and looked up at Rachel.

"Shouldn't you speak to your fathers about her? They knew her better than me."

"Bull," Rachel spat. "You shared a room with her and Sara Puckerman when you all were pregnant and just had kids. You spent a lot of time with her. And all I want to know is did Corkscrew rape her?"

"Why would you ask me that," Sue demanded.

"Because he brought it up at breakfast. Did Corkscrew rape my mother? Could he be my father?" Rachel was angry. She wanted her answers and Sue was playing games with her. This wasn't something she could just pussy-foot around like when Rachel would ask if her fathers were coming back during a long fight. This was serious and Rachel needed to know.

Sue exhaled and allowed tears to fall from her eyes, "Yes."

Rachel started cry, and Sue hugged her tight.

"I guess I should tell you the story then," Sue began.

…

Sue was holding a one month old Brittany in her arms, trying desperately to get the baby to go to sleep.

"Come on, Brittany," Sue pleaded. "Just take a nap for Mama. She needs the sleep."

At that moment, Shelby came running into their shared room. The room was set aside by the Berrys for pregnant women and women who gave birth and to take care of the babies. It was an easier way to protect the women and keep the crew from staying up all night with babies crying.

"Come on, wench," Corkscrew called as he entered the room. "I'm going to show ya a good time." At his yelling, Brittany started to cry and Sue got angry.

"Look asshole," Sue yelled. "She's not your wench and she pregnant with the Berrys' child. You need to leave, or I'll make you leave."

"Oh, really," he taunted. "How ya goin' to do that?"

Sue put Brittany down on her bed and walked over to Corkscrew. She feinted, made it look like she was going to play with him, and then hit him straight in the balls. Corkscrew's face scrunched up in pain as he quickly left the room.

Sue picked up her crying baby, and tried to rock her sleep.

"Thank you," Shelby said to Sue.

"You can thank me by getting her to go to sleep."

"Here," Shelby cooed. "Let me hold her." Sue gladly gave up the crying girl and Shelby gently rocked and sang to her.

"The king and his men stole the queen from her bed and bound her in her bones. The seas be ours and by the powers where we will we'll roam. Yo, ho, all hands, hoist the colors high. Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die."

Sure enough, Brittany was fast asleep at the end of the song and the unborn baby in Shelby's stomach began to kick. Sue took Brittany from Shelby and smiled at her.

"I guess the two little ones like your singing. You're good, I'll give you that," Sue told her.

"Thank you. And this little one," Shelby said, holding her stomach, "is my little star. He or she has to like my singing."

"So what did you do to piss off Corkscrew?"

"He raped me. Right before I found out I was pregnant. He thinks it's his."

"Is it?"

"It could be. I want to believe that it's either Jackson's or Elias's though. They were nice and gentle and I want to help them have this child. I don't want it be from some damn pirate that forced himself on me," Shelby cried.

"Hey. No one has to know," Sue soothed.

"He's after me." Shelby explained. "He doesn't want the Berry's to get their baby. I'm afraid. They can only protect me so much though. Sue, promise me something. If something were to happen to me, after this baby is born, take care of him or her. I mean I know the Berrys will, but keep an eye out for him or her. Please."

Sue just grabbed Shelby's hand. "Sure."

…

"So that's what happened," Rachel asked.

"Yes," Sue soothed. "If it's any consolation, I don't think he's your dad. You're nothing like him."

"I should go," Rachel stated.

"Wait," Sue stopped her, pulling her into a hug. "I love you, like you were my own. And take good care of your wench, Quinn is it?" Rachel nodded. "Take good care of Quinn. Your dads would want it. Even more so, your mom would want it. Maybe she'll be good for you."

"I think she might be," Rachel tells her. "And I love you too, Aunt Sue." With that Rachel leaves and heads back to Brittany and Quinn.

Rachel quickly slid back next to Quinn and pulled her in for a quick kiss then whispered in her ear, "Never leave my or Mia's sight. He's not to be trusted. We'll keep you safe I promise." Rachel kissed Quinn's ear and slowly kissed her down to the top of her shirt.

"No fair," Brittany moaned, "you get someone to play with. And I can't even play with you anymore now that you have Quinn. And I don't know if Santana would like me playing with you and your wench."

"Sorry, Mia," Rachel smirked. "I'm not up for sharing her." Quinn smiled. "But, we've got to go. I'm taking Quinn on a tour of the ship and you've got some work to do." Brittany just smiled at them as Rachel took Quinn away.

Rachel showed Quinn all the places she would need to know and need to avoid. For example, the mess hall and the officer's quarters were places she will be going to with Rachel, but the lesser pirates' quarters and the brig were places she shouldn't go. Quinn watched as Rachel quickly did her pirate chores and took her back to the Mess Hall for dinner. They ate quickly with Brittany again. Rachel showed complete possessiveness over Quinn and when they finished eating Rachel quickly pulled Quinn into her bedroom and locked the door.

"How do you need me," Quinn asked dutifully as Rachel undressed her.

"What," Rachel responded, distracted. "Oh, this. No, this is for show. In case someone walks in, it looks like I fucked you. We sleep naked every night for that reason. The more badass people think I am, the more protected you'll be." Rachel stopped to Quinn in the eyes. "Quinn, you are beautiful. Just thought I'd let you know that."

Quinn helped Rachel out of her clothes and smiled at her. "So are you, Rachel. Both inside and out. You really don't need me for anything tonight?"

"Quinn," Rachel sobbed. "Could you just hold me?"

The blonde girl gently led the pirate into bed and wrapped her body around the brunette. Quinn snaked her hand around Rachel's waist and kissed her shoulder. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"He raped my mom," Rachel began. "He could be my dad. He's so horrible. I don't want him to be my dad. I don't want him tarnishing the thought of my mother. And I especially don't want him touching you." Rachel paused before admitting, "I like you, Quinn. My fathers see it. Brittany sees it. I know that we just met each other, but I feel special with you. I'm sorry if this is too much, but I thought you should know. I know I told you that you're free when we get back to the island, but you are welcomed to stay. I think I'd like it very much if you stayed. You don't need to answer me right away, we still have a few weeks until Tortuga and another week after that to get home, but the option's there."

Quinn kissed Rachel's shoulder again. Quinn was starting to feel something for the brunette, but she didn't understand what it was. Sure, she had sex with her, but that was because she had to. That was her role. So what if she enjoyed it? That didn't make her gay, right? Quinn knew she couldn't be gay. But, there was just something about Rachel. Quinn just exhaled, "let's just see what happens." And with that Rachel snuggled into Quinn and they both fell asleep.