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"C'mon, captain!" Jim begged Amelia.

"Jim, I thought I made it clear that I do not want to get involved in this sort of thing." She said, taking a sip of her tea.

Christine just sat there looking back and forth from the feline to Jim as they argued. Delbert and B.E.N. were holding the four Doppler children who were becoming quite restless. Christine sighed and leaned back, crossing her arms in frustration. She didn't have time to wait for this. Her brother was in the claws of her most hated enemy and she was just sitting here doing nothing!

"Mr. Hawkins," she said straightening herself up, "kidnapping is the kind of thing that the authorities should deal with. This is not any of our problem."

Just then, something snapped inside of Chris. She shot up from her chair and walked up right in front of the captain. She had that same enraged face that she had when her brother was kidnapped. Jim had to admit that that face sent shivers up his spine.

"Captain Amelia," she said, clenching her teeth, "with all do respect, this is my problem! Sammy's my little brother and he's all I've got left! He's counting on me to go rescue him before it's too late!"

Amelia smirked, "Well then, in that case I'll rent you a longboat and you can go on your own."

Jim watched as Chris's hands became fists. Jim was about to jump out of his chair to stop her from hitting the captain. But, he remembered that she would never do that.

"Tell me this, captain." She spoke more calmly this time. "If you're only four children were kidnapped by pirates, what would you do? Would you just sit there and wait for some slim chance that the police would return with them safe and sound?"

The captain looked over at her four children who were climbing all over B.E.N. and Delbert. Her husband smiled at her with a loving and pleading look. Amelia looked down at the floor.

"We know where they are. All we need is a crew and ship to get us there. And you're the only person that I know who would be willing to help us out. So, I'm asking you one last time…please help me get my brother back."

Amelia closed her eyes and sighed. Dr. Doppler placed a hand on top of hers. "Amelia?" he asked hopefully.

"Well," she started, "what are we sitting around here for? We've got a rescue mission to plan."

Christine's eyes lit up when she heard those words. Then, her face fell and she blushed in embarrassment. "Uh…Sorry about the whole yelling thing, captain. I guess I just kind of lost myself there."

Captain Amelia waved the apology away. "No, no, Ms. Rogers. I realize how much this really means to you. How much Samuel means to you."

"Thank you, Captain Amelia."

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The day after they had received the letter from Captain Donovan, Chris went home and got the map. It was hidden in the staircase under one of the steps. It was a small silver sphere with a little hole on it that the hologram of the map would come from.

Three weeks passed and until they finally departed for the ship. Christine, Jim, Captain Amelia, Dr. Doppler, B.E.N., and Morph were all going. Over the weeks, Chris had grown more nervous and scared for her brother's life. If she had to wait another week before they left she would start to think that renting a longboat to get there wouldn't be such a bad idea. Beside her usual dress, she wore a red top with a V-neck, bash pants, and some old brown boots. Her hair was pulled back into a tight pony tail and she wore gold hoped ear rings. She really didn't care what she wore. Comfort was her only priority at the moment.

When they came to their ship, Chris's eyes went wide with wonder. It was a glittering galleon with shimmering sails. It was one of the most magnificent ships she had ever seen. Jim was sharing the same expression as she was. "Wow! You really out did it this time, Doc." He said to Delbert.

"Jim, when I volunteered to finance this expedition, I told you that there was no such thing as out doing it." The canine responded. "Besides, we will need the best ship to get us there. Who knows what's out in that galaxy or who?"

They walked aboard the ship and looked around at all the creatures on deck. There was a bird like alien, a lizard, a rat, and something that looked like the cross between a crab and a spider. Chris took a few steps back when the lizard creature slithered by. All of the crew members looked like a bunch of cutthroat pirates. That sure recharged some unwanted memories in Jim's mind.

Chris looked over at Dr. Doppler and frowned. "Why did you hire Satan's crew, Doc?"

Dr. Doppler raised an eyebrow at her. "I didn't." he said.

"Really? Well, what diluted person did?" she asked. Everyone looked and pointed over at Captain Amelia. Christine's face fell blank and pale. "Oh…Okay. Uh…Forget I said anything. In fact… I'm not even here." She shuffled a little ways away from the captain in fear of her scratching her eyes out.

Morph started zipping around saying, "Diluted person! Diluted person! Diluted person!"

Captain Amelia smiled. "On the contrary, Ms. Rogers, all these men's records are completely clean and they shouldn't be much trouble."

"With you as captain they won't even think about disobeying orders." A gruff voice from behind said. They turned around to see a tall burly man who was human. He had a few medals on his jacket and a scar on his right eye. Chris could tell by looking at his scars that he had been in a battle or war of some kind. Either that or he was really clumsy. "Let me just start by saying that it is truly an honor to be traveling with the most famous captain in all the galaxies." He bowed to the captain who was placing her hat on her head.

"Ah…Mr. Starling." She turned to the other five. "Everyone, this is my first mate Mr. Jonathon Starling. Mr. Starling, this is my husband Dr. Delbert Doppler, our navigator B.E.N., Jim Hawkins, and our new cabin girl Christine Rogers."

Chris scrunched up her nose and placed her hands on her hips. "Cabin girl?! Who said anything about me being a stinkin' cabin girl?!" She looked over at Jim who was giving her a warning look. She had already had two strikes with Captain Amelia and she wasn't going to make it three. "I mean…I am just…just simply overjoyed about the whole thing." She turned her head away from the group and snorted. "Mm-hmm." It was like this had been planned just to humiliate her. She was stuck cleaning up after a bunch of freakish spacers. Morph popped up in front of her and turned into a small version of her cleaning a toilet.

"And that there is Mr. Hawkins's pet." Amelia pointed out. "He won't be a bother."

Chris growled at Morph and then jumped forward to catch the blob but missed and tumbled into a bunch of crates and knocked them down. The group winced at the noise of her face hitting the deck first. She sat up with a pathetic look on her face and quickly began stacking the crates back up. Captain Amelia gestured for the first mate to lean in closer. "But, that girl might be. Tell our cook to keep her busy."

He saluted. "Aye, Captain." He called "Ms. Rogers."

She froze right in the middle of putting up another crate and looked at him with worriment. "I didn't mean to, sir. That floating jell-o blob over there was…"

"Let me take you down into the galley, Ms. Rogers." He gestured over to the stairs that led down below deck. "I want you to meet our cook and your boss Mr. Carlson. You can clean this mess up later."

She put the crate down and followed Mr. Starling to the galley. She looked back over her shoulder and gave Jim a look that called for help. He didn't know how to help her so he just shook his head and shrugged. Jim knew the responsibilities and tasks that Christine was going to have to do. He only wished that there was someway that he could help. Even he thought it was pretty unfair. Here she had lost her brother and she was having to bus tables. For some odd reason, knowing that they were probably going to put her through even more stress than she already was in, really enraged him.

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Shortly after take off, Christine was walking around slowly with a mop and tried not to hurl again. True her parents used to be spacers, but she never actually went on an actual ship before. So, this caused her some serious etherium sickness problems and it seemed to be getting worst the longer she stayed on deck. Christine paused in the middle of mopping and clamped her hand over her mouth. She dropped the mop and ran over to side of the ship, leaned over the railing and…well…you get the idea. She stood there leaning over the railing for about five minutes before returning to her chores. She knew her breath smelled really bad by now so she decided to go brush her teeth before heading to bed. She picked up her mop and started walking back to her room until…

"Oh, no! Not again!" she ran back to the railing and did what she had been doing for the past two hours.

Just then, B.E.N. came up on deck carrying a bottle of etherium sickness pills. "Hey, Christy! I can see that you're still upchucking so I thought that you might want this." He handed her the bottle of pills and she smiled at him before throwing up again.

He could have at least given them to me earlier before I lost my lunch. She thought.

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