I know in the last chapter I said dollars instead of pounds... My half-assed excuse for this is that Mike is an American immigrant and it was a slip of the tongue. Oh, and while I'm at it...Opinr, if you're reading this, PLEASE try to be a little bit more constructive with your reviews. No offense, but it's getting a little old how you're constantly saying the same thing literally every chapter I write. Sorry for singling you out, it's just really bothering me.

Lucy sprinted for the docks, Harry held tightly in her arms. The little boy looked up at her uneasily.

"L-Lucy...?" He asked softly.

"Y-Yes, Harry...?" Lucy panted, exhaustion getting the better of her.

"W-Why are those men after you...?"

"I'll...I'll explain when we get on a boat..." Harry nodded in understanding, and remained silent until they arrived at the docks.

Lucy sank to her knees in despair when she saw that all the ferrys had left already. "No..." She breathed. This was it...They were going to catch her and take her back...She would be experimented on some more...and Harry...What would happen to Harry...? Frustrated, she growled and pounded the ground with a free hand, keeping Harry held close with the other. "NO! THEY WON'T TAKE ME BACK! I WON'T LEAVE HARRY! I WON'T!"

"L-Lucy?" Harry whimpered. Lucy calmed down at the tone of his voice, looked at him sadly, and hugged him tight.

"I...I won't leave you..." She whispered. "I'll fight to the death to make sure you have someone to care for you..." Harry hugged back, trembling with fear. What was going on...?

Lucy's head snapped up at the sound of a foghorn. She turned to the water to see a ship approaching the docks. Once it had reached the docks, a tall middle aged man stepped out and sighed.

"Sure is good to be home!" He said with a chuckle. He climbed off of the ship and onto the docks, then made to head back to his home. But then he stopped when he saw a woman and a child. Raising a brow, he approached them. "Ahoy there!" He called out. The two turned to look at him, and the child timidly hid behind the woman's leg as the woman glared protectively at him. The sailor raised his hands defensively. "Whoa, easy there, I don't want no trouble!" Lucy's brow raised at his less than stellar grammar. "What are you and your son doing here at this time of night?" Lucy blushed and looked at the ground bashfully.

"H-He's not my son...I just...saved him from his uncle..." The sailor shook his head and sighed.

"His uncle hit him, didn't he?" Lucy nodded.

"He couldn't even walk after I rescued him..."

"It's people like that that give us humans a bad name." The sailor spat. "Good on ya for getting the lad out of there! Now, back to my question... What are you two doing out here?" Harry timidly peeked out from behind his parental figure's leg.

"W-We're trying to get away from the bad men that are after Lucy." He answered. The sailor's eyes widened.

"Bad men, eh? What'd you do to catch their eye?... Say, what are those things on your head there, missy?" Lucy then came to a realization...she forgot to put her bows back on! She hurriedly did so, holding her hands over them for good measure, staring in mortification at the sailor. The sailor blinked. "Well, ya don't see that every day...Still, is that the only reason they're after you? Well, you know what? Climb aboard and I'll take you out of this city myself!" Lucy stared at him.

"R-Really...?" She breathed. The sailor smiled.

"Well sure! Can't have a couple nice folks like you getting hunted down just because one of you is different!"

Lucy smiled sincerely. "...Thank you." The sailor smiled.

"Hey, I didn't catch your names!"

"I'm Lucy...And this is Harry."

"Thanks, mr...Um..." The sailor chuckled.

"The name's Paul! Paul Ryder! Now hop aboard, you two! Let's get you outta here!" Lucy nodded and scooped Harry into her arms, then followed the sailor onto the ship. "All right, off we go!" And with that, the ship set sail.