Chapter XII
A/N: Thanks everyone for continuing to post reviews. I see a few new people have posted * Grin * Well, I have been away for the last couple of days. So I haven't really written much. Hmm and two massive Nazi warships in battle with the Jolly Roger? Sounds good, I'll see what I can brew up in the next few chapters. Right, writers block is following, I apologise for the REALLY long update, but as you can see I was writing a Patriot fan fiction. But I'm getting back on course with this one, I hope…
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Already the winds were picking up and Evelyn had managed to discover a heavy-duty rain jacket to pull over herself for when the rains arrived.
"Tie the main sails as secure as you can! If we loose them, we're done for!" She shouted as she ran up and down the decks, checking there were no sharp objects loose on the floor. She also peered over the barrister, spotting one of the life boats. With a tug, she checked to make sure the ropes appeared to be in order for evacuation if necessary. Evelyn checked the remaining boats as the seas began to lap up higher than usual beside the ship. She ran toward her cabin and threw the door open, closing the portholes as splashes of water rampaged inside, drenching her chest. Feeling so stupid not to have done this before, Evelyn grabbed a trunk and began to throw her precious items inside, she holstered her pistol and sword, feeling they might be necessary in case of shipwreck. The ships rocking became more violent, and she hurried to secure the wardrobes and chest of drawers to the walls. Then, her door flew open, revealing a rather peevish James.
"What are you doing down here?" He declared, his voice raised over the thundering waves.
"Making sure the ship doesn't sink because I left my windows open!" Evelyn snarled back, clasping tightly onto her desk as the ship rocked again.
"Don't stay down here. I told you to stay in my cabin". James grabbed her arm as Evelyn lost her balance on the wet-shining floor.
"You told me to help on the ship. That is what I had been doing until I realised I left the portholes open. And if I didn't close them, we'd sink a lot sooner than expected". Evelyn declared, her eyes baring deep into James's which now seemed to be a stormy grey.
"You're staying in my cabin until further notice". Without bothering to listen to any of Evelyn's protests, he pulled her up the stairs, onto the main deck where they both got violently saturated by a massive wave, then up the stairs to James's cabin. Regretting his next action, James pulled open the door and threw a reluctant Evelyn inside. He slammed the door shut and locked it from the outside, despite the poisonous look his brother gave him.
"Are you crazy?" Shouted Jack, as above a demonic clap of thunder signalled a strike of lightning that caused one of the masts to fall. Jack dove out of the way, his hat falling underneath the beam.
James narrowed his eyes in anger at the loss of the rear mast, as he shouted for Jack to get off his feet and move the mast out of harm's way.
"No more crazy than you". Snorted James in response to his brother's question. "Be steady! The eye is approaching, it won't last long but it will give us enough time to steady a few things!"
"Like, getting Evelyn out of that locked room? What if there's a fire, James? How the hell is she going to get out?" Glared Jack, as he walked up to stare his brother darkly in the eyes.
"She'll figure out a way". James muttered sadistically.
Evelyn had flung herself onto James's bed, clinging onto the posts as it swerved from side to side with the violent motion of the ship. Tears stained her cheeks, fearing for her child's life and his. She could feel her legs swinging violently, almost wishing, and praying for the torment to end. She knew James had her interests in heart when he sent her to his cabin, but, to her, it was like she was on the Main Deck itself. She had no choice but to draw her pistols and march toward the door, despite her body nearly being thrown on its side. She aimed both pistols at the door lock, and fired, and instantly the door swung open. But much to Evelyn's disbelief, Jack was trying his hardest in order to steer the ship – James was bellowing orders as men flung themselves overboard. It appeared all hope was lost, land could be seen a few hundred miles ahead. Despite the anger of the crew over their loss to Mother Nature, Evelyn tried her hardest to run up to the deck where Jack was trying so desperately to steer the ship in the right direction. But even as they did, there was a massive crunch and Evelyn was flung forward, then darkness swallowed her conscious state.
"Peter, Who is this?" Asked Wendy casually at the woman who invaded their private dinner.
"Her name is Claudia. She said she can help us find Evelyn". Peter said, gesturing to the woman with a nod. "She's looking for her too".
"Why?" Wendy asked, slightly curious.
"Personal matters". Spoke Claudia, her voice arched with a heavy British accent. As she stepped into the light, Wendy believed this woman was attractive. Her thick red locks and large bright green eyes, her body slender and fit. But she knew Peter didn't feel for this Claudia.
"With all due respect, Evelyn is my cousin. I do not wish any harm to come to her". Wendy finalised, meeting Peter's gaze with a raised brow. "Peter, what is going on?"
"Evelyn thinks you're dead". Peter finally admitted, rubbing his nose.
"What? How?" Wendy demanded, glancing from Claudia to Peter.
"The German Government framed your death in order to possibly capture her". Claudia intervened. "Her undercover operation has made her a very wanted woman in Germany".
"But what are you doing here?" Asked Wendy, frantic, and on the verge of tears.
"To make sure nothing happens to either you or Peter – and when we get there, Evelyn". Claudia answered.
Wendy shrugged. "Where is she?"
"Reports stated after the building exploded, a… floating ship rescued her unconscious form". Claudia shrugged. "A man with a silver hook picked her up".
Wendy sighed with worry but relief. "Evelyn will be well protected even if James Hook is a Pirate…"
Peter shot Wendy a glare. She dared not to mention Hook's name again.
"I understand. But Evelyn is required for questioning by the English government, and until we sort this matter out with the Germans – she is a wanted woman. Shot on sight by any Nazi she comes across, and arrested by any English soldier". Claudia kept her expression quite plain as Wendy buried her head on her hands in fear of her cousin. "She is also with child".
This caused a surprised silence between both Peter and Wendy. No words were needed in order to know who the father was.
"Where shall we go?" Asked Wendy.
"The both of you shall remain here until I can locate the ship. Until then, we wait". Claudia sat herself down, and Peter made a gesture toward the hog. Wendy silently carved the animal.