Summary: After Uma's failure at the Cotillion, her crew turn their backs on her. With no-one on her side, she decides it's best to leave, but Gil won't let her go with a fight.

Once again, Mal had managed to take everything from her. Not only had she embarrassed her once again, but she had taken away the last thing she cared about: her crew.

Returning to the island had been a struggle of its own. The swim was easy, but apparently the transformation had taken alot from her. Uma had struggled to drag herself back to the ship to her awaiting crew.

Their silence was explanation enough, but if that didn't suffice, their words filled in any blank.

They said she was a failure.

A liar.

Weak.

All traits not wanted in a captain.

In some ways, Uma thought they were right, atleast that's what she told herself as she left. Now as she was walked down the alleyway, bags in hand, she couldn't help but feel like a failure. Failure for herself, failure for her mother and failure from her crew. At least she had Harry, he would never betray her; he was loyal til the ends of the Earth.

They had decided they had nothing left on the island, so they would leave and never come back. They probably wouldn't go to Auradon, but they would find somewhere they could call home.

Uma was pulled from her thoughts by faint had heard them for a while, but now she believed that she was being followed. She has stopped walking, not even turning around

"What do you want, fish-bait?"

She knew it was him, Gil was always heavy footer and walked to his own rhythm. The older had stopped, shocked that he had been caught. He had swallowed the lump in his throat before speaking, "I...I wanna be with my captain"

Uma snorted at his ignorance, turning around and walking up to him,"I know you've heard about the revolt, I'm not your captain anymore." With that she turned back around, walking away once again.

"Yes you are!", he yelled surprising her, he had never raised his voice before,"You... you and Harry are all I have, don't make me go back", he finished, voice laced with longing. He wasn't wrong. Gil didn't have it any better than them, being beaten and ridiculed by his father and brothers and Uma's old crew. If they left him, who knows what would happen to him.

She felt selfish for even entertaining the thought, but she knew what had to be done. Uma huffed before turning around,"We will need a second mate", she admitted, looking up at him,"you up for it?"

The smile that spread across couldn't be rivaled by anything she had ever seen before,"Totally!", he cheered, jumping in excitement, before suddenly resolving himself," I mean, yeah whatever" , he shrugged, but he couldn't help but smile again. For once in her life, Uma truly laughed as they walked down the empty streets.

As they arrived at the docks, Harry couldn't mask his grin, seeing his captains companion. "Fish-bait!", He clapped his shoulder roughly, but Gil didn't mind, he was with his true family. He threw their bags on the small boat, looking back at their old home one last time.

"Let's go boys"