A/N: I wrote most of this chapter, with the bit in the middle done by Night! Writing out of your own character's POV is kinda hard.

Chaos erupted on the deck at the accusation. Most voices were defending Hannah, but there were a couple- Destiny and Harmony- simply trying to calm the din. Marissa, of course, was her own team.

"Enough!" Hannah's voice finally cut through the cacophony- as her crew fell silent, so too did the others present. Taking a deep breath, she kept her tone even as she addressed the ginger. "What makes you think I'm a traitor?"

Marissa's glare remained icy as she responded, her words suggesting death would come soon (Hannah really doubted that was the case). "Is it not obvious? Someone attempted to poison me- I can't think of anyone it would be other than you."

Nervous glances were cast around the deck as everyone noticed the obvious fallacies in the legend's thinking- the first was that Hannah had quite possibly shown the least enmity to her, barring Destiny and the Holystone twins, and the second was that Hannah never had a chance to attempt to poison Marissa, even if she had wanted to- only Destiny had. However, no one wanted to call this to attention, with the atmosphere so tense as it was.

"I didn't try to poison you. I have no ill will against you," Hannah countered, but even as she spoke the words she knew they were useless. Marissa had convinced herself that Hannah was a traitor- a viewpoint that would remain fixed as long as she didn't provide concrete evidence to the contrary. Hannah resigned herself- the proof she needed simply didn't exist.

"Liar," Marissa hissed, her eyes darting from side to side as her pitch began rising to hysteria. "I know what you really are!"

"Where's your proof?" Hannah tried, but her voice shook with barely suppressed anger. She knew it was a matter of time before she snapped- and the moment that happened, Marissa would think it all the proof she needed.

The privateer opened her mouth to respond, but before she could, a quiet voice interrupted. "It was me, Marissa. I gave you the sleeping potion- that's what it was. Remember your coffee?"

All eyes on deck turned to the person who had spoken- Destiny. Her shoulders were slumped, blonde hair covering her face, and her overall stance simply screamed resignation. She held herself tensely, as though expecting to be attacked. Silence gripped those on board the Bronze Garnet.

After several long moments, Marissa spoke again- but she was still addressing Hannah. "I know this is still your fault. I know Destiny. She would never try to harm me. You put her up to this!"

"No, I didn't!" Hannah protested, turning to her best friend for affirmation- but to her shock and dismay, the younger blonde chose not to speak. Her shoulders shook ever so slightly- was she crying? If so, she hid it very well.

The Iron Dove took the silence to mean she was right. "See? I knew it." She stormed belowdecks, leaving most of the occupants of the Bronze Garnet stunned, uncertain of what had just happened.

"Destiny?" Hannah inquired.

No reply.

Hannah, Hazel, Harmony and Haley stood on the deck of the Bronze Garnet, alone- Destiny had long since vanished off somewhere. Hannah didn't know where and, quite frankly, didn't care to go looking for her at the moment.

Hazel's voice dragged each girl out of her personal reverie. "So… that's one ingredient down. What else do we need?"

Hannah pulled out the list they had copied down from the book to make it easier to look at at a moment's notice. "Um… I think hair can wait, and we need to find where the spell was cast before we can collect the water. That leaves the alarm clock." Her voice sounded unenthusiastic and monotone even to her own ears, but she made no effort to sound lively.

"Are… are you all right, Hannah?" Harmony asked tentatively.

"I don't have an alarm clock on the ship," Hannah continued a little louder, pretending not to hear. If she didn't acknowledge that Harmony had spoken, she wouldn't have to admit the truth. "Did anyone happen to bring one?"

Haley and Hazel simply shook their heads. Hazel opened her mouth to speak, but Harmony cut her off. "Hannah."

"I'm guessing you have one at home, Hazel?" Hannah checked, raising her voice even more.

Hannah knew Hazel well enough to be able to tell that her friend was trying not to look smug. "I made it myself, and you won't find a better one anywhere in the Spiral."

"Would you mind donating it?" Hannah asked a little hesitantly, knowing how Hazel could be about her creations sometimes.

"You're joking, right? This quest is more important than anything!" Hannah, Harmony, and Haley stared at her. "What? It is!"

Haley knocked on Hazel's head, a little harder than was strictly polite. "That is Hazel in there, isn't it?"

"You shut it." Hazel might have been diminutive in stature, but this made her no less intimidating when she was angry. "I'll admit, I was kind of an idiot. I… all right, fine. I'm sorry."

"Apology accepted," Hannah said, trying to sound normal.

"What's wrong?" Harmony sounded seriously concerned.

Deep breaths, Hannah. "I guess we should go get that alarm clock." She turned and headed up the poop to the helm. "Cast off!"

Hazel and Haley drifted off their own ways, but Harmony followed Hannah up, standing between her and the wheel and not budging an inch when the witchdoctor tried to push past her. "Seriously, are you okay?"

"NO, I'M NOT!" Hannah's throat felt tight, but she managed to hold back her tears. Barely. "Just leave me alone. Please." The last word came out as little more than a whimper.

Harmony stood there a moment longer, looking helpless, but eventually turned and left Hannah to fly the Bronze Garnet back to Port Regal, alone with her anguish.

By the time they arrived at Port Regal, Destiny still hadn't shown herself- Hannah wasn't sure if she was grateful for or disappointed by the fact. Either way, she tried to shake off her morose mood, with little success. Harmony kept casting her worried glances, and she knew that her distress was plain to everyone else as well. However, none of them asked- which was just fine by her.

While in reality it hadn't been too long ago, it felt like years since Hannah had been to Port Regal. Her feet dragged along the cobblestone pavements as she followed Hazel, who had taken the lead- naturally, as their destination was the feisty redhead's house. While she couldn't quite put her finger on why, something about the area reminded her of Destiny- in the brief search of her memory that she'd dared to do, she couldn't find anything that connected the younger blonde to the Marleybone-controlled territory.

After what seemed to be both no time at all and an eternity, they arrived at Hazel's house. However, as the group headed towards the bedroom, a sense of apprehension settled in Hannah's gut. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was about to go terribly wrong.

As is so common with instinct, her intuition was not wrong. The sight of an eerily familiar figure stopped the group in their tracks- Ash stood waiting for them, a smirk on her pale face as she spun her staff in her hands.

"Hello, there," the necromancer greeted, and though she was as monotonous as ever, Hannah felt there was the slightest hint of a purr in her voice. "You're, certainly, determined, I'll give you, that. But, Hawk's, wishes, are law."

Hawk? Before Hannah could think about that too much, Ash raised her staff. The group of pirates immediately tensed, preparing for a fight- they didn't expect the magical instrument to come crashing down onto the alarm clock by the bed.

Hannah felt her hope flickering in time with the shattering sound of the clock- and Hazel seemed completely outraged. However, before anyone could react, Ash touched her hand to her forehead in a mocking, left-handed salute. The despicable chime then announced her departure.

For a moment, there was a silence, which was quickly broken by Harmony.

"I have an alarm clock."