Jack was sitting next to her. He could see she was confused and in shock. She was shaking so hard that he started to think her bones might break. He reached out a hand to touch her arm. She jumped a mile, and somehow managed to fall out of the boat and into the icy water.
Bessie let the water swallow her. She let herself fall, not trying to get back to the surface and air. Her body was not ready to give up. As her last air turned into bubbles, her body took her up. She closed her eyes and hoped she would die of lack of oxygen before she got close to the surface.
Thomas, one of the oar men, watched in pity as the capt'n hisself pulled the girl out. The poor, half frozen, terrified thing curled up as tight as she could and refused to move. Before capt'n had to ask, Thomas passed his jacket down to him. Capt'n smiled a small smile of gratitude as he placed it on the girl, who seemed not to notice. Then it was time to row. Thomas stole a quick look over his shoulder and sighed with relief as he saw the Black Pearl awaiting them not far off.
When they did finally reach it, Thomas helped tie the rope to one end of the small rowboat while Black-back John tied the other. Before the boat even began to rise up the side of great ship, the Black Pearl was on the move. The small three-ship navy that looked after Port Samson were all getting too close for anyone's liking.
Once safely on his Pearl again, Jack carefully picked up the girl.
"Ana," he called to the only female pirate on board. He made his way to her small cabin and placed the child on the bed.
"Jack," Ana said as she followed him into her cabin, "that's my bed."
"I owe yer a ship, now I owe yer a bed as well, though you can share with me any time," Jack winked at Ana.
Ana rolled her eyes.
"This the girl?" she caught sight of Bessie's face. "Oh! The poor child! I hope you got whoever did this to her."
"She got him before I could," Jack sighed then informed Ana of what had happened. He glanced down at Bessie and saw she was sleep. Ana listened to what Jack told her silently, and when Jack had finished, ordered him to go steer his ship and leave the girl for her to take care of.

'Warmth...a...a...bed! I've only sleep in a bed once before..."
Bessie opened her eyes to find herself in a small boxed-in room. She could smell strongly smell the sea and realized she was on a boat. Before she let panic over-take her, she forced herself to think. 'If I was a prisoner... I'd be in a cage, not in a bed...' she sat up and realized she was wearing clean clothes for the second time in her life. She pushed herself in the corner, suddenly terrified. She wrapped her arms around her knees and put her head on it, facing the wall. That was how Jack found her.
"Ah, Bessie. Nice to see you awake," Jack slurred happily. "What, no welcome? No thank you?" Jack mockingly pretended sadness.
He heard a whisper came from the corner where Bessie was and kicked the door closed behind him. He walked to the bed and leaned in near her face.
"Pardon, lass?"
Something whacked him in the face.
"Ok, I don't think I deserved that..."
"You left me," Bessie hissed.
"We've been over this. I. Came. Back."
"Yer left me," Bessie screamed hysterically as she started throwing her head back against the wall.
"Stop it." Ordered Jack as he pulled her away from the wall. She started to hit him, but he had had enough. "Stop it, Bessie! There's no point to this!" he shock her to stop the abuse.
Bessie froze...he was going to hurt her...
She threw herself back out of his grip and put her arms up to protect her head.
"I wouldn't hurt yer." Jack said quietly after a few minutes of silence. "Me da...he hit me. I know how hurt it makes you feel inside." He paused. "Yer didn't need ta kill him. I was going to do it. But I know why you had to do it." Bessie moved an arm to reveal tears and a black eye. "I want ter help yer. I owe that to Bootstrap. Without him, when I was a lad, I wouldn't be here. Don't fight me lass." Jack smiled crookedly, "yer too strong."

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