December 2nd 1721
All of November my eye was on the horizon, always checking there wasn't a ship that I recognised. To keep myself occupied I spend my days either training or helping the assassins build their houses amongst the trees, Edward prepared his crew and ship meaning we hardly saw each other. Most of the time I would meet up with Anne and go over the books, each day seemed to bring a new ship and with it a crew. Being cautious the assassins didn't wear their robes so they blended easier, it made me feel that much safer.
I started training with older techniques, some days I would use throwing knives where as others I tried a bow and arrow. It was good being back with the assassins, it meant I had partners to train with who weren't afraid of holding back. I learnt all about the plants on the island, which ones were poisonous and which were edible. On one of my treks though the jungle I came across a lake, I noted where it was so I could mark it on the map back at the manor. It wasn't until I was about to leave when I spotted a shadow out the corner of my eye, a lone panther stalks along the tree line. Pulling the bow from my back, I unsheathe an arrow and aim it straight at its heart. Its a perfect shot and a clean kill, quite happy with myself I run over to where its carcass lies. I grab one of the front paws and try dragging it, this could take a while. When I finally reach the assassins its almost taken 45 minutes, I bring it over to their camp fire and present it to Ah Tabai.
"As a thanks, for saving me from that jail" I realise I never really had the chance, in a way it seemed quite ruse how I upped and left to move to Inagua. He responds with a nod and I take that as a chance to leave.
I spend the next few days just killing time, either hunting or training. Not as a hobby, more as a way to keep my mind off more pressing matters. Me and Edward don't talk about what could happen, how Charlotte could be in danger if it all goes wrong. He spends every minute he has with her and it scares me to think that maybe he doesn't know if he'll come back or not.
December 25th 1721
When Christmas comes along I realise it will be the first time me and Edward can't make excuses to busy ourselves, we spend the morning in each others arms just waiting for Charlotte to wake up. When she does wake we go through to her together, as usual Edward spoils her. He's had yet another bed made for her, a small doll, plenty of dresses and her first pair of shoes. I'm surprised when he hands me a gift, I open the box to find two brand new gleaming pistols and a set of stunning throwing knives. On the handle of the knives the letters E and C are carved, its the same on the pistols.
"It's so you know who you are fighting for and so you know I'm always there with you" I realise that his words confirm my doubts "I also had this done, now I know its not a present for you but I like it" he lifts his sleeve where his C tattoo sits and next to it is and Identical & M "The two most important females in my life" he plants a kiss on my forehead and I realise what I got him is terrible in comparison
"I love it, I suppose I know need a C & E on my arm do I" I go though to the other room, leaving Edward completely confused. I return with a square object covered with an old curtain "It seems rubbish now I've seen what you got us" he pulls at the fabric to reveal the bird cage underneath, inside sits a young Jackdaw "I sent a request for a Jackdaw a while back and it wasn't until the other month that someone offered to sell me one, I've heard that once tame they can be amazing birds. I'm just sorry it came after you lost your Jackdaw"
"I quite like the idea of training them, its a beautiful present thank you Mary. I suppose the Jackdaw shall fly once more, this time just literally"
We spend the rest of our Christmas on our beach, cooking fish over the fire and forgetting about every little worry we have.
December 31st 1721
Anne offered to have Charlotte for us tonight, I suppose she remembered me telling her the nigh before the new year was my favourite. Me an Edward always went to our beach when we wanted to be alone. We were at the furthest point down the beach lying in the shallow waves, although our clothes were away from us on the sand.
"Do you think Charlotte would mind sharing her birthday with a sibling?" I smirk up to Edward.
"I don't think she would mind too much, maybe you should remind me how that night went?" I trails nibbles down my throat and I instantly recognise where this is going, again.
"Well I think I was here" I climb on top of him straddling him as I had that night "You were here" I help him sit up underneath me "One hand was here" I lead his left hand to my waist "And the other was here" and his right hand to my left breast "Then I think it kind of went like this" I slowly rise and fall on him, the grin he wears covers his face and reaches his eyes.
"Maybe we should change it up a bit then" before I realise what this could mean, he somehow stands keeping himself inside me at all times and kind of waddles us to a bowed palm tree. My back reacts with the bark, instead of it being a pain the pleasure makes it a kind of ecstasy. I grip on to him clawing his shoulders to try and regain some control, its no use and before long I'm moaning what I can only guess as loudly into his ear "That sounds like you are enjoying yourself" he jokes "But that's not all I have" he removes himself leaving me rather confused, he spins me around and bends me over the trunk, he taps my right knee so I lift it. When he enters me again, its different almost raw. I claw at the tree, screaming as he takes me from behind. When he releases in me we cry out in unison, I reach backwards as far as I can to try and kiss him.
We go back into the waves to clean ourselves off, I take a guess at the time being midnight and realise that if I'm right later today Edward will set sail to try and find Torres.
"I love you Edward" I realise if he doesn't wake me later that this could be the last time I ever get to tell him that.
"I love you too Mary" I've never been so scared in my whole life.
January 1st 1722
Luckily Edward did wake me so I now stand at the dock with Charlotte in my arms waving Edward off, as a joke he had bought me a dress. Even though I never wear them I had to admit this one was beautiful, to shock him I had wore it to say goodbye. Even as he was sailing off I could imagine the smirk on his face, I stand exactly where I am for a good few minutes after the two ships have disappeared from view.
I walk back through town making sure everyone is where they should be in case they literally waited until Edward had left. The women me and Anne saved from the jail are staying in The manor in case they do attack with cannons, that means potentially a lot of nights without sleep.
I check on the beach to make sure the party is fully stocked with weapons, walking back along the main road most of the shop keepers and stall traders have been swapped and in their places stands an assassin in plain clothing. They each nod at me as I pass, I walk under the arch way to my house checking there are no weak points on the house. I nod to the sharp shooter who is sleeping in the side bedroom with the balcony leading onto the view of the town.
Now we wait.
January 8th 1722
The day started like all the others, still no sign of attack. I paced the house for a bit, checked on everyone in it. Went to the garden and walked about a bit more, went to the patio and looked out to sea.
"Another day of waiting around" I either wanted to see the sails of The Charlotte or the sails of an enemy ship, having neither meant another day or twiddling thumbs and worrying.
It wasn't until early afternoon I spotted the white sails, It couldn't be a trade ship because we had stopped trade for the next couple of months. It had to be them, I ran to the front door and shouted to the closest market stall
"They're here, get ready!" I whispered the second part to myself "Things could get messy"
I stayed in the office where I had said I would be, it was odd that although they had reached the docks I couldn't hear any fighting. Feeling impatient I jogged upstairs to where the sharp shooter was.
"What can you see?"
"Half the crew went straight to the tavern, The other half are either looking at the shops or mingling in the town. Miss Bonny has served the gentlemen in the tavern from the extra barrel, so that's half down" he adjusted the gun just as shouts from the town started "I think that's my queue" with that he picked off at least 3 men from the window.
I ran downstairs so I could keep an eye on the door to the cave, shouts rang out on the beach as well. That's when I spotted the group of eight men running to the manor, 3 were picked off quickly but the man had to reload. I grabbed the pistols from my belt and picked off two straight away, in which time the guard had reloaded and picked off a sixth one. I grabbed one of the throwing knives and let it fly, It landed directly between his eyebrows. The eighth one kept coming, he raised his pistol and suddenly stopped when I heard a gunshot. It wasn't till I heard the second one that I realised the first one was him being hit, it was me.
so sorry this took for ever I hated everything I wrote for this chapter hence why it (Stupidly) took so long :\ anyhow added a bit of smut for you and hope it is to your liking :)
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