Notes to reviewers!

i luv magnetic north hip hop: Yea, I do need some serious work on comma's. And I'll remember the 'H' in Yeah, lol.

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the epitome of randomness: Kia Ora neighbour! Thank god someone doesn't contradict my spelling!

Tamm: Don't worry, I'm not killing off any characters because people want me too, I've actually already written the entire story, I'm just taking my time to post it, because I like to check it, and re-write parts. For example, I toned down the Klaus/Fiona on this chap, actually I just completely got rid of it.

(A/N: This is the starting thing again, just telling you so you don't get confused)

That day Quigley used his cartographer skills to navigate.

I always wondered whether the Baudelaire's and the Quagmire's were trained for V.F.D from birth. They all had such amazing qualities, and it seemed obvious that their amazing qualities could be helpful in defeating the 'evil' side of the scheme.

Unfortunately, now I don't think they will ever be defeated…

… "Where are we heading?" Klaus asked, after about an hour of smooth sailing.

It was Fiona and Klaus's turn to row, and they rowed slowly through the water, aided by the current. Sunny and Beatrice were trying to catch fish with the fishing rods Violet had invented. Quigley was sorting amongst maps trying to figure out where they were, and Violet was helping, well… sort of.

"I'm still rather unsure where we are," Quigley replied. He was sitting on the ground, various maps surrounding him. "All we have seen for the last hour is water."

The others exchanged mournful glances.

"But," Quigley continued, his voice showing more hopefulness. "I think we are about here." He placed a finger on the map, which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere.

"And if we were there," Violet said, who was sitting next to Quigley. "Then where is the closest land?"

Quigley reached in front of him, grabbing another map, which seemed to continue off the map he was holding. "Here," he said, placing a finger on the large land mass they were going in the opposite direction of.

Violet leaned in close trying to read the name of their destination, it looked oddly familiar. "That's …" she started.

Quigley nodded, and slowly took her hand which had been lying on her lap. Their eyes met. "Briny Beach," he finished.

"Do we really want to go back there?" Sunny asked, holding her still rod with both hands.

"We don't want to," Violet said, the gaze breaking between herself and Quigley. Briny Beach held a bad memory for the Baudelaires, and they really didn't want to jog their memories of finding out their parents had perished. "But I think we have to."

"Okay," Klaus said, after losing Isadora, he was ready for Briny Beach and whatever it threw at him. Or so he thought. "So which way?"

Violet pointed behind her. "That way," she said, hoping that she was correct as her map reading skills were not really that good. She looked at Quigley, "Right?" she asked.

Quigley nodded.

…

"Land ho!" Beatrice shrieked, which meant 'I think I am able to spot the first appearance of land very far off into the distance'

Fiona jolted towards where Beatrice was standing and gazed where Beatrice was looking. "That's it," she said, glad she was going to get off this boat. Fiona had never been one for getting boat-sick, but this journey had been rather arduous. "It looks so far away."

Klaus joined Beatrice and Fiona, "It is a bit hazy," he commented. "But it will become clearer as we get closer. I can't believe we are going back there again."

Quigley and Violet began to turn the boat in the direction Beatrice had indicated.

"It is going to be a little strange," Violet said. She remembered the last time she had been at Briny Beach. She remembered running over the sand when she saw the taxi in the distance. She remembered the reason too; she had thought Quigley was in the taxi. She had been so disappointed when he wasn't there. She had come so far since then.

"What are we going to do once we get there?" Klaus asked.

"I don't know," Sunny replied, straining to pull in her 7th fish. "But I was promised a huge kitchen." Sunny imagined a shiny kitchen bench which she could see her own reflection in. As the fish surfaced, she thought of cooking it, and marinating it in an assortment of spices and sauces. Her eyes lit up at the thought.

"I guess we should go and see Mr. Poe," Violet suggested. Violet knew that Mr. Poe was in charge of her and her sibling's money. Since the Quagmires estate was under the care of Esme' it seemed very unlikely they were going to get it. So Violet figured it was worth a try to gain her fortune off Mr. Poe even if it was just under 2 years too early.

"But Violet," Klaus argued. "Mr. Poe has never been any help to us at all. What makes you think he is going to be of any assistance?" It seemed to Klaus that Mr. Poe had messed with the Baudelaires life enough. It was his fault they had gotten into all this trouble to begin with. He was the one who put them in the care of Count Olaf, who started all the unfortunate events in their lives.

Violet pulled the oar towards her, causing the boat to move forward. "People change," she said, hoping this was true.

The bottom of the boat suddenly jolted as the bottom of it began to scrape along the ground.

"I guess we are walking the rest of the way," Quigley spoke; he stood up walking over to where Beatrice was and picked her up. Then he climbed over board, the water was about waist deep. Had Quigley not been holding Beatrice, she would certainly drown.

"Sunny," Violet said, "Your going to have to let me carry you, you'll drown in this depth."

Sunny agreed and walked towards Violet, allowing her to carry her. Violet slowly climbed overboard, beginning to wade through the water.

"What about the blankets? And the silverware? And the fish?" Klaus asked. The mushrooms had been eaten on their journey.

"Just carry what you can," Violet called back, noticing that Quigley was several metres in front of her. "We'll have to leave the rest behind."

Klaus decided to carry as many blankets as possible, and Fiona decided to take the fish, deciding eating without silverware wasn't a huge deal.

Within a few minutes everyone was out of the water and onto dry land.

The Baudelaires noticed that apart from some new debris the beach looked relatively the same. It brought back some painful memories.

"Are you alright?" Quigley asked Violet, seeing the sad look on her face. He came up next to her and placed a hand on her waist, letting her lean against him for comfort.

Violet stared off into the distance, "No," she stated. But she was not answering Quigley's question; she was simply expressing her disbelief.

Sunny was looking extremely bewildered as she stood on the beach, gazing in the same direction as Violet.

Klaus noticed this and once he had placed the blankets on the ground, he walked over to her. "What is it, Sunny?" he asked.

Sunny did not speak; she brought her arm up, pointing in the direction of her gaze.

Klaus saw it too. "No," he stated, astounded by what he saw.

"Gack!" Beatrice said, which meant "Look at that mysterious figure emerging from the fog!" and the Baudelaires, Quigley and Fiona watched as a familiar shape stopped in front of them, took off a tall top blue hat, and coughed into a white handkerchief. (Slightly re-written from 'The Grim Grotto', page 316)

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