Author's Note: Sorry for the short chapters, but sometimes that just happens. They'll get longer soon, I promise! Thanks so much for the reviews, they're what keeps me going! (Well, that and a love of Captain Sparrow.) :-)
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"We can' very well jus' board 'is ship, 'is crew would attack!" Ahriman shouted.
"Wha' else can we do, Cap'n?" Dolon asked. "If we jus' storm 'is cabin an'…"
Ahriman's temper flared. "'Ow daft are ye? 'E 'as a bloody crew tha' likes 'im! We'd be killed!"
Dolon backed away. "Sorry, Cap'n. I jus'…I know 'ow mch ye wan' t' get 'er away from 'im an'…"
Ahriman let his features soften. "'E's everythin' tha' she was supposed t' be away from. 'Ow is it tha' she ended up 'ere with 'im?" He paced the dark alley that he and Dolon occupied. "'E 'ad t' 'ave kidnapped 'er."
"I told ye," Dolon said impatiently, "she was kissin' 'im – she wasn' brought 'ere by force."
"Bold tone, Dolon," Ahriman spat.
Dolon didn't look apologetic. "I'm tryin' t' help ye. I can' change wha' I saw."
"Adelaide wouldn' 'ave let 'er jus' run off with a pirate!"
"She's not a wee lass anymore, Ahriman, she's a woman an' is…"
Ahriman pulled his pistol from his belt and aimed it at Dolon. "S'enough from ye!"
Dolon didn't think twice about the gun – Ahriman needed him too much to shoot him. "Why does it matter any more?"
"She will always matter!"
Dolon rolled his eyes. "Well, since ye don' wan' t' hear anymore o' what I 'ave t' say, wha' are ye plannin' on doin'? Ye've already wasted the day an'…"
"We're goin' t' stay righ' 'ere an' watch tha' ship. One o' two things will 'appen tomorrow. Either 'is crew leaves and we board me father's ship – which is the makin's o' a fleet tha' me dad always deserved – or, we wait for Sparrow t' leave 'imself. Either way, tomorrow, e's mine."
