Chapter Thirteen

It was near noon the next day when Captain Fokes returned. Olivia had not seen anyone else all day, and had barely slept. They had given her food but she could barely force herself to eat any of it. She wondered what would happen next in fear, pacing restlessly from one side of the cabin to the next. She looked up when he came in, swallowing hard.

He smiled at her, taking a seat and indicating for her to do the same. "Good afternoon Miss Corin." He greeted. "I hope you are well?"

Olivia found her voice rather small and unfamiliar as she replied. "Good afternoon."

"I have a few questions, if you would be so good as to answer them?" He said, pouring himself a drink and lazily sipping it. He did not wait for Olivia to reply, for she watched him silently. "What are you on the Surprise? The gunner's wife perhaps?"

Olivia decided to answer that question, it seemed harmless enough, but she would answer simply. "No." She replied shortly. "I am not the gunner's wife."

"Well then, who are you?" He replied, his eyes narrowing.

"Nobody." She replied. "They happened upon me."

Captain Fokes glared at her. "That is a lie, dear Miss Corin, and a ridiculous one at that."

Olivia looked at him evenly, almost enjoying being coy and secretive. "I'm not lying." She replied.

"What are you? Some whore that a sailor smuggled aboard?" He shot back, his glare penetrating.

"Excuse me?" Olivia glared back, now she was insulted and angry and felt her temper flare. "I'm no one's whore, sir." She said coldly.

"No. You were very well supplied back on that island, and your dress, it looks new." He said, sizing her up. "The Captain's girl perhaps?"

Olivia's eyes narrowed, "No." She replied shortly.

He waved his hand, as if dismissing the subject. "In any case, you were well supplied, and obviously, they wanted you safe, and they must have a reason for that."

Olivia stayed silent, sitting perfectly still and straight backed. She waited for him to come to whatever conclusions he would, it didn't matter to her what he thought.

"Well, you have had time to consider offering me what information you have on the location of the Surprise. What say you?" He said, drumming his fingers on the table and drinking his wine.

Olivia took a deep breath; putting what confidence she had behind her voice. "My answer is still no. I'm not going to tell you anything."

"Why my dear? You are obviously not English. What loyalty do you owe them?" He asked, watching her closely from across the table.

"It doesn't matter. They were kind to me, and saved my life. I am not going to betray them." She replied, her eyes calmly meeting his. "I don't care what you do, I'm not going to tell you anything."

He stood slowly, his face quite red. Olivia swallowed hard, nervously watching him. She wasn't sure what he was going to do to her, but she didn't like the look in his eyes. She would stand by what she said however, and despite her fear, her stubborn side was fueling her determination.

Suddenly, he turned back to her, knocking the table over in a rage. Olivia jumped at the sound, her heart racing. Fokes was at her chair, inches from her face, gripping her arms painfully. "I have asked you nicely Miss Corin, but you refused. Now, I am afraid I shall have to be uncivil." He pulled her to her feet, pushing her against a nearby wall with force. He was obviously more powerful than she was, and easily trapped her.

Olivia felt a surge of panic, and tried to get away, but he was holding her far to tightly. She felt suffocated under his weight, and his hands seemed to be everywhere, bruising her skin. She had to stop him, but she could not move. She gathered up what salvia she could and spit, clean in his eye.

He stepped back, his face twisted in disgust as he wiped his eye. She had never seen anyone look at her with such anger and pure hatred. She tried to get away, but he still had a grip on her arm and pulled her back violently. He struck her hard, hitting her again and again, too quickly for Olivia to fight back. He knocked her to the floor, but he didn't stop pounding her. Olivia eventually lost consciousness, and he looked down at her in disgust.

"Stupid girl." He muttered, he opened the door and called for the surgeon. While she deserved a beating it would not do for the girl to die. She was more useful alive, information or no. Besides, he doubted she would hold out too long under a harsh fist. He calmly went out on deck, as if nothing had happened. He would either break her, or use her, or both, it mattered little to him.

Olivia did not wake up for some time. She had no idea how long she'd been, but she ached something awful, and she could not open her right eye complete. Olivia had never been in so much pain. She wanted to cry, but refused to do so, furiously wiping her eyes, careful not to press the right terribly hard. She would not give in. She would not show them she was in pain or afraid. She could not help however, wondering if what little she knew of the Surprise was worth all this effort. She slowly got to her feet, biting her lip to keep from crying out. Luckily, it seemed the surgeon had seen to her, for she found a few bandages where the pain seemed worse. She shuddered to think what her now purple, blue, black, and even green skin looked like under the bandages.

"Well, at least I'm colorful now." She muttered. "Bastard used me as a regular punching bag." She wondered how often he would hit her like this for she doubted she could take another pounding. She wasn't sure whether she should stand or sit. The chair was painful on her bruises, but her head was spinning while standing. It was quite the paradox.

Olivia closed her eyes, feeling sick. Her thoughts seemed fuzzy somehow, and she could not focus for her life. She wondered vaguely if they had given her anything, perhaps the surgeon gave her something for the pain and it was affecting her now? Her head was suddenly positively swimming, and she sank to her knees, unable to get back to the cot. She did not even look up as someone entered, and approached her. However, she did cry out as rough hands gripped her arm, pulling her to her feet.

To her surprise, she was immediately released, "I'm so sorry Miss. Did I hurt you?" A concerned voice asked in alarm. "I thought perhaps the laudanum the doctor gave you might have dulled your mind completely.

Olivia looked up to see a short and fat young man standing over her, red faced and eyes wide in alarm. He seemed genuinely concerned and knelt beside her. "Are you all right?" He asked softly.

She glared at him in spite of herself, "Do I look all right?" She asked sharply.

He flushed again, "No Miss, I'm afraid you don't look at all well." He replied. "And if I may speak freely I think it was right shabby that the Captain abused you so." He stuttered over these words, knowing full well that they could land him in a great deal of trouble, however, he felt they must be said and he would not feel right otherwise.

Olivia had not been expecting such kindness, and she stared at him, her somewhat dulled mind trying its best to decipher any treachery or hidden meanings. "Thank you." She whispered, finding it difficult to speak.

He smiled, pleased by her thanks. "Is there anything I can get you Miss?" He asked, desperately wanting to feel as if he helped her in some small way.

Olivia fought the urge to tell him to get her out of here for she knew that was not in his power, whoever he was. "If I could have some water?"

He jumped to his feet. "Of course Miss!" He hurried off and quickly reappeared, with water, which Olivia gratefully accepted. "There you are."

Olivia drank, careful not to drink too much. She did not want to make herself even more sick than she already felt. "Thank you." She said, handing the cup back to the eager young man.

He hesitated a moment, "I am ashamed to say that I have been ordered to secure you in a chair with rope, Captain's orders." He said cautiously. "However, if you promise not to struggle, I promise to make the knots loose so they will not pain you."

Olivia could see the conflict the young man was faced with. On the one hand he had to obey orders, yet he knew that treating her so badly was wrong, and he wished he did not have to follow these orders. She suddenly felt a great deal of pity towards the poor sailor and nodded. "Very well then." She said. "Will you help me to my feet?"

He gently assisted her, supporting her as they crossed the room and lowered her into the chair. He seemed reluctant to tie the rope and slowly began securing her wrists to the chair. "Now you tell me if it is too tight Miss." He told her.

Olivia managed a brave smile and nodded. The poor man seemed terribly distressed by his task and apologized with every knot he tied. When he was finished Olivia was secured to the chair, but as comfortably as possible. The man stepped back, his head lowered and his poor face positively flaming.

"I am so sorry Miss. Truly I am." He said. "I am so very ashamed." He admitted, unable to look at her at all.

"Listen." Olivia said, feeling quite sorry for him. "You are only doing your duty. I understand." She assured him. "And I will not forget your kindness."

He looked up, and gave her a small smile. "You are a very brave creature, Miss. A bit too stubborn I believe, but very brave." He gave her a small bow. "Good day, Miss." He said, turning to leave.

"Wait!" Olivia called out, causing him to turn back. "Didn't catch your name."

"McCabe, Miss." He told her. "I know you are Miss Corin."

Olivia nodded, "Thank you Mr. McCabe, for your kindness."

"It was the least I could do, Miss Corin." He told her, turning and leaving her alone in the room once more.

It was not long before Captain Fokes entered. He smiled at her smugly; obviously enjoy the control he had over her. He lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. She did not say a word, but her eyes clearly reflected her thoughts about this man.

"Not even a greeting my dear?" He asked. "You really ought to work on your manners."

Olivia glared up at him, "You're one to talk."

He laughed, "Oh, I suppose you are angry with me." He sat in front of her, putting his hands on one of hers. "But you, dear Miss Corin were awfully rude, I only asked a simple question." He stroked her knuckles with his thumb. "You have such soft skin." He whispered. "Lovely."

Olivia swallowed hard, he was frightening her and she wished he would move away. "What are you doing?"

"It is merely a compliment." He said. "You needn't be defensive." His hand moved to her face, and he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She shuddered at his hand, "Don't touch me." She demanded. The man was unbalanced and she did not like what she believed he might be building up to one bit. He revolted her, positively made her stomach turn with fear, and she could not stand the thought of him touching her in any manner.

He only laughed, "Don't touch you? My dear Miss Corin, you refuse to give any useful information, you have to serve some purpose after all." He smirked, leaning forward, his face very close to hers. "What, I wonder, shall I do with you?"

Olivia turned her head to the side, repulsed. "You're a very cruel man, Captain Fokes." She said, her eyes dark with hate.

"Spirited lady you are, Miss Corin." He replied. "My father had a horse like you once, spirited, willful creature, but in the end, it was broken. The question is, what must I do to break you?"

He stood, circling her like a vulture. She felt so defenseless. She saw no way out and knew he had the power. Suddenly he grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her head back. She cried out in pain as he leaned over her with a smug look. "What will it be, my dear? How much more pain can you endure?" He turned his head to the side, studying her, "Or perhaps something more, how shall I say, pleasurable?"

Suddenly, his lips were upon hers, violently, demanding. She twisted her head away in disgust, crying out in pain as he pressed his hands against her bruises. Thankfully, a knock at the door came to her rescue and Fokes pulled away in annoyance.

"What?" He demanded, stepping away from a tearful Olivia.

It was Mr. McCabe. He looked from Olivia to the Captain and spoke urgently. "Sir, the Surprise, she is gaining on us, sir."

Captain Fokes swore and stormed out of the cabin. "Watch her!" He ordered.

McCabe stood still a moment, looking surprised. Then he studied Olivia, and stood in silence a moment before building up the courage to ask, "Miss Corin, you're crying. Are you all right?"

Olivia had honestly not realized she had started crying and swallowed hard. "I.... I am not sure."

McCabe was about to reply when the Captain reappeared. "To your station Mr. McCabe." He ordered as he stormed towards Olivia. He untied her and jerked her to her feet. "You, come with me now!" He demanded angrily, dragging her along with him. It wasn't that she was resisting, it was that she could not seem to make her feet move fast enough. Her knees were weak and her head spun as he dragged her up onto the quarterdeck. The moment she saw the Surprise her heart jumped. She had never felt so much relief in her life. They were coming. Tom was coming. Surely things would be all right now.

Captain Fokes tightened his painfully tight grip on her arm and pushed her forward. "Now we shall see how much you are worth to them." He hissed.

A/N: Okay, everyone throw rocks at Captain Fokes! He is a strange and evil evil character! He was trying to do not nice things to Olivia! She needs a rape whistle! Or an emergency pole to act as base! Haha sorry.... inside campus jokes there. Anyway, this chapter is kind of short, but it's the best way to break the story up methinks. Seriously, the end is all one long saga and there's no good way to break it up into readable pieces. Next chapter SHOULD be longer... I think. Haven't page counted yet, but it seems like it should be!

Tom is on his way! Bum bum bum! Will he manage to get there and save his beloved Olivia? Will Captain Aubrey believe she's a spy? Tune in next time to.... As the Surprise Sails! (I seriously think that might have to be the name of this story now.... Haha)

Calliope-Elven-Agent: Haha it rocks your socks? Wow. Yes, I'm putting Olivia through all this junk to punish you... either that or I'm just plain mean. Okay, actually I'm just plain mean and enjoy character abuse. Hope whoever is hitting you with a rock isn't giving you brain damage! Thanks for the lovely review! And I hope you escaped the men in the white coats from the loony bin.

Gaeriel Palpatine: Haha you're behind m'dear! Though I'll respond here anyway so when you DO catch up you can read this... haha so I have no idea what you said Tom was because my French is appalling. Seriously. I passed the three years in high school and two semesters I had to take at university too but I still don't know anything at all. Isn't that sad? I'll tell Tom that if Olivia dumps him he can date you next. Right now he's in the kitchen eating all my ice cream, silly Tom. Thanks for the lovely reviews and keep on reading!

Sillytigerlily: Haha I'll always remember my little powder monkeys! If I ever write a book I'll dedicate it to all my little powder monkeys! Haha little powder monkeys... I love it. The name Fokes... haha... actually Fokes was my 11th grade English teacher. I don't think he'll be too pleased that I named this character after him. But Mr. Fokes was one of my favorite teachers ever! He made fun of people but was so witty in how he did it that the stupid people at school never knew he was making fun of them. And he picked on my constantly, but I'm one of those people who enjoys being picked on in class and I never got in trouble with him so I didn't care. But he told me I wasn't "Harvard bound" and my paper was "on the top of the stack" which was a bad thing... but I always argued that being on top should be a good thing. He also used to constantly call on me to answer questions about color symbolism.... yellow is licentious! He pushed me, but that's a good thing. Teachers who push are ones who will actually teach you something. I don't know... for some reason he thought I had potential or something... in his round about Mr. Fokes way he pushed me into applying myself and between him and my 12th grade English teacher they really taught me just about everything I know about writing, which has been a good thing being a history major and having a million papers to write all the time. Um... anyway.... that was more information than you really needed to know... so basically, I needed a name so I randomly used his because when I was writing this chapter one of my old friends back home told me Mr. Fokes was retiring. Unfortunately, the character is evil. But he'll never read it so meh! I'm glad you like the plot twist. Even more important I'm glad you think there's a plot! Everything is coming to its dramatic conclusion! Bum bum buuuuum! Thanks for reading and stay tuned!

British-Luver: Haha well I'm glad I had you on the edge of your seat, but please don't fall out of your chair! Haha you can kidnap me... as long as you feed me these dairy milk candy bar deallies I've discovered. Seriously. I am addicted to them now. I think I'm going to have to fill a suitcase with nothing but chocolate when I go home because I'll miss them! Anyway, enough of my insanity. I'm glad you enjoyed the update and the dream. Haha yeah I have no idea where the dream came from either... it just sort of happened. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, and don't worry, the very dashing Pullings (hehe I love how you said that) will be in the next one... the question is... what will he think is going on? Mwahahahaha..... thanks for the review! Your reviews are positively too nice! Seriously, I don't think I've ever gotten such nice reviews! If you were here I'd let you get into the stash of Cadbury chocolate bars I have in my drawer (haha I seriously have an addiction now... back home I'm addicted to cheese... here it's chocolate... which is worse for me you think?) but seeing how you're not here you're just going to have to get the official "Gold Star" of the day. Yay you! (gives you gold star) Use it wisely. Until next time!

Sakai213: Well thank you for reviewing! And reading all 12 chapters at once, wow! You have more patience than I do. I have to attention span of a fly and only read things like at MOST two chapters at a time. Thanks for the lovely review and I hope you like the new chapter! Happy reading!

Fawks: Haha I am mean aren't I? And I just got meaner... mwahahaha character abuse! Olivia's going to need therapy after I'm done with her. Tom too. I think there's going to have to be a psychologist who is trained to go around and clean up the messes I make out of characters' mental states. Hope you enjoy the new chapter and it meets your expectations! Thanks for reviewing!

TheMusingFit: Haha no cute babies as of yet, sorry. And as usual, Olivia is in trouble. Hey, she has to go through lots of crap because... well... because! I'm glad you like the name Fokes. Mr. Fokes was my 11th grade English teacher actually. Haha though he wasn't evil like this Fokes. The teacher Fokes was one of the best teachers I had in high school. His name just got used because one of my friends back home told me he was retiring the day I was writing this section. I don't think he'd like me using his name for such an evil character... but what he don't know won't hurt him eh? Now.... What will Jack and Tom think? You'll just have to wait and see won't you? Mwahahaha! Thanks for reading m'dear! Hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Lily Knotwise: You didn't see this coming? Yay! I thought I was being too predictable with the whole "kidnappish" type story-line. I'm glad you didn't think the dream was corny, and haha can you imagine how cute Tom with a bunch of little toddlers and babies will be? Haha awwww..... anyway, thanks for reviewing! And thanks for reading! And I hope you enjoyed the chapter!

Serena: Haha I already emailed you a long time ago. But thanks for reviewing and hope you enjoyed the new chapter!

ArcherofDarkness: Haha knight in a dirty boat is on his way... but will he save her? You'll just have to read and find out won't you? Sorry the spoon proved to be too much of a challenge, but I'm sure you'll need that spoon in the future to eat things. Enjoy the chapter m'dear!

Sleepwalking Dreamer: Thanks for emailing me a review! I feel special :-) I enjoyed reading your review, it amused me a great deal hehe. Dude... cannibals... that would have been cool! Haha. Okay, not really, just because I've seen Cannibal the Musical one too many times.... Haha Olivia could have been made Queen of the Island! Whoo! Okay, I've had too much chocolate today and not enough sleep. Not a good combination. Haha Tom spying on Olivia while she was bathing... I actually had that idea at one point in time... and then they um.... yeah.... anyway, I ended up not going that direction. Let's keep Tom and gentleman shall we? Though those of us whose heads are in the gutter would have certainly enjoyed that scene methinks. And having them get caught by someone would have been extremely funny. Maybe next time... ;-) Captain Fokes is nothing like Captain Aubrey. Captain Fokes seriously has some mental issues and is rather scary. At one point I was thinking of having Fokes be nice, but then I decided that would be pointless and confusing and it's more fun to write a seriously evil bad guy so everyone will be happy when he gets his butt kicked, you know? Anyway, Tom is on his way... will he save the poor beaten up Olivia and sail her off into the sunset? I'm not telling mwahahaha. You're just going to have to read and find out! Thanks for reviewing!