Chapter 3
Jack sat on the floor waiting for her to wake up. She'd blacked out after about three minutes of consistently hitting the back of her head and he wanted to know about the things she'd had.
"Hello?" He asked sticking his arm through the bars and tapping her foot. No response. Slightly annoyed he got up and took out the keys to unlock the cell.
He had a feeling that she'd wake up so he gripped his pistol in case she had any ideas. "Wake up Fiona," He said leaning over her and tapping her arm.
Almost instantly her arm shot up and hit him square in the jaw knocking him backwards against the bars.
Jack was dazed and blinked while he tried to steady himself. "That's Sergeant Hailon to you," Fiona corrected quickly getting up and grabbing the keys that he'd dropped on the floor.
"What the 'ell are ya doin?" He asked falling hard to the ground as his surroundings began to spin.
Fiona couldn't answer; she was trying to find which key was to lock the cell while her head was throbbing. Quickly she found it and slammed the gate shut and turned the key inside the padlock.
Looking around she found the bag and unzipped it to find most of its contents gone. "What did you do with my stuff?" She almost yelled turning on her heel and facing him.
Jack didn't respond, he couldn't believe the turn of events, then he remembered his pistol and picked it up and aimed it at her. "Let me out," He demanded slowly getting to his feet.
Fiona stared at the gun for a second than bolted up the stairs with the keys in her hand.
"Bloody woman!" Jack yelled after her shaking the cell door trying to get it open. "Will someone get down here and help me!"
Fiona ran up the wooden steps completely astounded at her surroundings. She didn't know where she was going; she just needed to get out of here.
"Captain?" Gibbs asked coming down the stairs only to get tackled by a figure running up the stairs.
"What in the-" Gibbs began grabbing hold of the figures arms to see it was the girl that had suddenly appeared on the deck. "Where be Jack?" He asked her gripping her arms tightly.
Fiona knew he meant the guy she'd locked in the cell but didn't say anything; instead she kneed him and continued to run up past him.
Gibbs doubled over and tried to catch his breath. In all his life he'd never been hit that hard, especially not by a woman.
Fiona ran up to the deck to see that it was almost completely dark out and there was no one around. Quickly she ran to the railing and leaned on it, straining her eyes to see if there were any lights anywhere to let her be able to distance how far they were from land.
Hearing a lot of swearing and heavy footsteps from the steps below she hurried over to a door in what appeared to be the captain's quarters. It was locked, but she quickly found the key and inserted it. Opening the door she stumbled inside and shut it behind her and looked to see anywhere that she could hide.
There was a large table with papers scattered around it, but that was too obvious. Than she noticed the bed in the far corner and she ran over to see if she could squeeze beneath it. It would be tight and she was claustrophobic, but she didn't want to know what would happen to her so she scooted underneath it.
Jack ran madly up the stairs. Whoever that woman was she was smart and hit quite hard. He'd been bitch slapped many times before but that was a punch and he was beginning to feel a bruise.
'Bloody wench,' He thought gripping his pistol. Gibbs was right behind him, having also been well acquainted with her ability to invoke pain. Jack knew they were miles away from any island and she wasn't dumb enough to jump over, at least, he didn't think so.
Coming up on the deck he didn't see anyone but immediately noticed that the coil of rope next to his cabin's door had moved a few inches. "Gibbs," He said motioning over to his cabin.
"Aye, when we find her what do we do with her?" Gibbs asked gripping the hilt of his sword. He didn't feel comfortable with the thought of killing her, killing women wasn't something he did.
Jack didn't answer, he didn't really know himself. 'Lock her in the brig again,' He thought, that was the only thing he really could do until they reached some port.
They quietly made their way into the cabin and looked around. Nothing seemed to be disturbed, not even the papers on his desk.
Immediately the two began to inspect the entire room, looking under the table, behind the drapes, everywhere.
Fiona held her breath as she heard them snoop around the room and prepared herself for the worst.
"What about under the bed?" Gibbs suggested making his way towards the hiding spot.
"No, she wasn't that thin," Jack disagreed looking around the rest of the room trying to figure out where else she could have went.
Fiona narrowed her eyes at his comment. Her mother always was telling her she needed to gain weight.
"She must have came in here, decided there was no place to hide and went back out." Jack deducted. "Tell the crew," He ordered Gibbs.
"Aye," Gibbs acknowledged scanning the room again before he went out. Leaving Jack in there by himself.
Fiona slowly exhaled as she heard the man called Jack, walk clear to the other side of the room. 'Please God don't let him be undressing,' She prayed closing her eyes.
She decided to wait until he'd gone to sleep before she sneaked out, than she'd make her way down to the infirmary or whatever it was called and get her radio and contact her chalk to get some help.
Very slowly and silently she squirmed to a more comfortable position and waited patiently until he went to bed.
***
Jack sat on the floor waiting for her to wake up. She'd blacked out after about three minutes of consistently hitting the back of her head and he wanted to know about the things she'd had.
"Hello?" He asked sticking his arm through the bars and tapping her foot. No response. Slightly annoyed he got up and took out the keys to unlock the cell.
He had a feeling that she'd wake up so he gripped his pistol in case she had any ideas. "Wake up Fiona," He said leaning over her and tapping her arm.
Almost instantly her arm shot up and hit him square in the jaw knocking him backwards against the bars.
Jack was dazed and blinked while he tried to steady himself. "That's Sergeant Hailon to you," Fiona corrected quickly getting up and grabbing the keys that he'd dropped on the floor.
"What the 'ell are ya doin?" He asked falling hard to the ground as his surroundings began to spin.
Fiona couldn't answer; she was trying to find which key was to lock the cell while her head was throbbing. Quickly she found it and slammed the gate shut and turned the key inside the padlock.
Looking around she found the bag and unzipped it to find most of its contents gone. "What did you do with my stuff?" She almost yelled turning on her heel and facing him.
Jack didn't respond, he couldn't believe the turn of events, then he remembered his pistol and picked it up and aimed it at her. "Let me out," He demanded slowly getting to his feet.
Fiona stared at the gun for a second than bolted up the stairs with the keys in her hand.
"Bloody woman!" Jack yelled after her shaking the cell door trying to get it open. "Will someone get down here and help me!"
Fiona ran up the wooden steps completely astounded at her surroundings. She didn't know where she was going; she just needed to get out of here.
"Captain?" Gibbs asked coming down the stairs only to get tackled by a figure running up the stairs.
"What in the-" Gibbs began grabbing hold of the figures arms to see it was the girl that had suddenly appeared on the deck. "Where be Jack?" He asked her gripping her arms tightly.
Fiona knew he meant the guy she'd locked in the cell but didn't say anything; instead she kneed him and continued to run up past him.
Gibbs doubled over and tried to catch his breath. In all his life he'd never been hit that hard, especially not by a woman.
Fiona ran up to the deck to see that it was almost completely dark out and there was no one around. Quickly she ran to the railing and leaned on it, straining her eyes to see if there were any lights anywhere to let her be able to distance how far they were from land.
Hearing a lot of swearing and heavy footsteps from the steps below she hurried over to a door in what appeared to be the captain's quarters. It was locked, but she quickly found the key and inserted it. Opening the door she stumbled inside and shut it behind her and looked to see anywhere that she could hide.
There was a large table with papers scattered around it, but that was too obvious. Than she noticed the bed in the far corner and she ran over to see if she could squeeze beneath it. It would be tight and she was claustrophobic, but she didn't want to know what would happen to her so she scooted underneath it.
Jack ran madly up the stairs. Whoever that woman was she was smart and hit quite hard. He'd been bitch slapped many times before but that was a punch and he was beginning to feel a bruise.
'Bloody wench,' He thought gripping his pistol. Gibbs was right behind him, having also been well acquainted with her ability to invoke pain. Jack knew they were miles away from any island and she wasn't dumb enough to jump over, at least, he didn't think so.
Coming up on the deck he didn't see anyone but immediately noticed that the coil of rope next to his cabin's door had moved a few inches. "Gibbs," He said motioning over to his cabin.
"Aye, when we find her what do we do with her?" Gibbs asked gripping the hilt of his sword. He didn't feel comfortable with the thought of killing her, killing women wasn't something he did.
Jack didn't answer, he didn't really know himself. 'Lock her in the brig again,' He thought, that was the only thing he really could do until they reached some port.
They quietly made their way into the cabin and looked around. Nothing seemed to be disturbed, not even the papers on his desk.
Immediately the two began to inspect the entire room, looking under the table, behind the drapes, everywhere.
Fiona held her breath as she heard them snoop around the room and prepared herself for the worst.
"What about under the bed?" Gibbs suggested making his way towards the hiding spot.
"No, she wasn't that thin," Jack disagreed looking around the rest of the room trying to figure out where else she could have went.
Fiona narrowed her eyes at his comment. Her mother always was telling her she needed to gain weight.
"She must have came in here, decided there was no place to hide and went back out." Jack deducted. "Tell the crew," He ordered Gibbs.
"Aye," Gibbs acknowledged scanning the room again before he went out. Leaving Jack in there by himself.
Fiona slowly exhaled as she heard the man called Jack, walk clear to the other side of the room. 'Please God don't let him be undressing,' She prayed closing her eyes.
She decided to wait until he'd gone to sleep before she sneaked out, than she'd make her way down to the infirmary or whatever it was called and get her radio and contact her chalk to get some help.
Very slowly and silently she squirmed to a more comfortable position and waited patiently until he went to bed.
***