Chapter XIII.
A/N: Thank you my loyal reviewers! Here's more, hope you enjoy. PS, I so love screwing with history.
Evelyn felt herself coming to. She sat up, and opened her eyes, glancing blankly at Jack who was knocked out in the cell opposite her. Evelyn thought for a moment, and realised her weapons were gone. She bit her lip and looked painfully around for James, but neither he nor any of the other Pirates were anywhere to be seen. Two men nearby in the meantime were attempting to whistle at a nearby dog that had the keys in its mouth. The whistling woke Jack up, and he appeared dazed and confused.
"You can keep doing that forever. That dog is never going to move". Said Jack rather groggily, as he noticed Evelyn before him. "This scene seems oddly familiar".
The two men gave up as the dog retreated in the other direction. Evelyn looked at Jack.
"Where's James?" She asked him.
"I just woke up!" Jack replied, slumping his back against the wall.
Evelyn's eyes wandered toward the dog as he lay more than ten feet from her own cell.
"Taken the keys again you pathetic beast!" Snarled a man as he tore the keys from the dog's mouth, the animal growling as if guarding its evening meal. "One more time and it's the kitchen for you!" The dog retreated to under the stairs with its tail between his legs. The male's accent was American, but as he turned to the left, Evelyn covered her mouth to hide the sudden gasp that escaped her lips. He bore the infamous Nazi horse symbol.
"No…" She groaned, as Jack threw her a look of confusion.
To Evelyn, the Nazi could have been an American Prisoner of War who so gallantly surrendered and swore an oath to Germany in order to protect his own hide.
"So, you're awake, then?" He said, noticing Evelyn turning paler by the second. He shot Jack a dark look, that almost said 'I will deal with you later'. "Hope you can walk, our boss wants to see you".
"I'd rather die than see him again". Evelyn spat.
"He wants you alive, funnily enough. Come on, he doesn't have all day". He unlocked the cell door as Evelyn got to her feet, gave Jack a brave smile and followed the American.
I hope she survives…Jack shuddered and turned to look through the tiny hole a few feet above the ground.
Evelyn stood before the leader of this war camp with what little confidence she had. The dark-looking figure was facing the window and had his back to her. They shared no words, and Evelyn wondered if this man knew English at all. She herself knew fluent German from her undercover operation, but speaking the language alone would return powerful memories that would result in a breakdown. Perhaps he only did speak German. There was one way to find out.
"Hallo, Kapitän", She choked, the words feeling dry on her mouth.
"You speak the language as if you were a born German". He spoke, turning to face her. "I know much about you, Evelyn Townsend. Perhaps… too much".
"Then sign my death warrant and be done with it". She said confidently, her eyes meeting his.
"I have other uses for you which you may be assistance to". The Nazi Captain sat behind his desk and squared off a pile of files that rested on the edge of his desk. "You were once a member of our services, but yet, you were under control of the English Government".
"You need not remind me, Sir". Evelyn interjected, but was cut off by a quick raising of the German's index finger.
"How far are you willing to go to ensure the safety of your captured friend? The drunken man that accompanied you?"
Something leapt in Evelyn's heart. She dared not to ask if there were any others, for it could risk James's life. "I am willing to do whatever it takes".
"You were once a powerful woman in the Fuhrer's eyes. Unnatural of his personality, he is willing to give you a second chance".
"A second chance? Do you mean to say he is setting me free?" Evelyn asked, as the Captain allowed himself to laugh at her statement.
"No. He has suggested that you join the crew of the Bismarck, considering it is now obvious that you have… previous experience when it comes to Naval ships". Evelyn noticed the corner of the Captain's mouth raising into a slight smile. "So tell me, has England returned to constructing eighteenth century style Battleships in aid to defeat Germany? Fuhrer was right when he informed me of their little brains".
Evelyn restrained herself. "I believed that women in his eyes were nothing more than baby-making machines. Since when did he give into the idea that women were allowed to fight?"
"Since he found out that England is servicing female spies". The Captain looked directly at Evelyn upon those words. "You will be given a Naval rank of Fregattenkapitän, which is German for Commander, although, you would of already known that". He started to write down Evelyn's acceptance.
"Hold on a minute, what's in it for me?" She demanded. "How will I be assured that my friend is safe?"
"Upon signing this form, you will be handing yourself over to Germany. Your family and friends will be unharmed, as you are now loyal to the Fuhrer and Germany". He handed Evelyn the form and a pen. Slowly, she lifted the pen and glanced briefly over the form, down to the typed dotted line and underneath lay her name. Commander Evelyn Townsend. She only prayed that she would find James, and soon, as she signed her life to Germany.
A/N: Thanks to www.kbismarck.com for information about the German-related rank of Commander and any upcoming references that may be seen in future chapters.