Disclaimer: See chapter one.

She stood leaning on the rails. The turquoise sea was calm and a pleasant breeze played across her face. She felt so much better just being up there. The whole day had become so difficult and it wasn't even lunch time. She had new parents and a new name. Her name wasn't too bad. It felt strange going from having no mother and a father who ingnored you. Now she had a lovely mother and a father who would rather ignore her than otherwise. She heard a noise behind her.

'Penny for your thoughts?'

She turned to see Dr. Jekyll. She smiled at him.

'I think it would be more than a penny to get all my thoughts, doctor.'

'Please call me Henry. Are you sure your alright about everything?'

'I suppose I shall be fine. But right now it's going to take some getting used to.'

He walked up to her and leaned on the rail next to her. He looked out at the ocean before turning his head to her.

'I don't want to influence your opinion on anybody, but I pity you for having Gray as a father. He isn't the best of men.'

'I understand where your coming from. There is something about him I don't trust about him but he does seem tolerable. Just.' They grinned at eachother.

'Henry?'

'Mmm.'

'What time is lunch? I'm so hungry.'

'In about a minute. I will take you if you want.'

He offered her his arm and she took it. They walked down through the vast ship towards the dining room. They didn't see the lurking figure that listened in on their conversation.

Lunch passed without a major event. Indeed as did the next few days. Jocelyn became better acquainted with the League. Henry, Skinner and Tom all felt like uncles. They were teaching her all manner of things. Henry helped her understand science and she in turn helped him when Hyde got the better of him. Skinner was teaching her how to walk about unnoticed and sneak up upon unsuspecting members of the crew. Tom and Quatermain were teaching her how to shoot and she was picking it up very quickly. Mina was instructing her on how to act in society and Nemo was giving her lessons in sword fighting. Dorian however, wanted nothing to do with her and she was quite happy with the arrangements. They were treating her like family and for that she respected them.

Four days into their journey the entire league plus Jocelyn were relaxing in the sun. Skinner was teaching Jekyll to play poker whilst Nemo watched them in amusement. Mina and Dorian sat reading occasionally stopping to watch the rest of them. Jocelyn stood between Allan and Tom blasting objects at four hundred yards. Allan placed his hands on her shoulders as she hoisted the rifle into her shoulder. Wiggling the butt until it felt comfortable and then Tom saw she was ready and called to the crew member.

'Chilao!'

'Allow for wind/target movement, feel the shot and then take your time.' Came the calming voice of Quatermain.

'Take your time.' Repeated Tom.

The entire league stopped what they were doing and it seemed they held their breath as they watch her move the rifle. She gently squeezed the trigger and felt the bullet leave the gun and zoom towards the bouy. She waited with baited breath and then heard the satisfying bang as it exploded. She shut her eyes and laid the rifle down. Then opening her eyes, she saw the bouy explode.

'Well done.' She looked into Allan smiling eyes.

'That rocked!' exclaimed Tom.

She grinned, 'Thank you very much for this.' Then she went off and sat with Skinner and Jekyll.

They all sat in peace for about an hour before a crewman hurried to Nemo.

'The solar panels are charged. We will be diving in a moment.'

Everyone stopped what they were doing and made their way to the hatch. Tom and Quatermain were the first down and as Jocelyn followed she caught her skirt on the hatch and tumbled down into the ship. She landed with a bang on the cold metal floor. She could feel blood seeping from a cut on her head. Pain was shooting through her body like tiny little bolts of lightening.

'Are you alright?' asked someone from above her.

She stood and turned to face the speaker but gravity got the better of her as it all went black. She had fainted and landed with a soft FLUMP on the floor again .

Several hours later she could hear voices.

'Don't be so silly.' She reckonised that voice as Mina's.

'I am not.' She knew that voice. It was Dorian's.

'I don't think she hates you.'

'Mina. I heard her talking with Jekyll, she defiantly hates me.'

'Look I'll asked her when she comes round. She doesn't hate you.'

Jocelyn thought this the ideal time to 'come round'. She slowly raised herself up.

'Who doesn't hate who?' she asked feigning innocence.

'How are you feeling?' asked Mina.

'A little bored but other than that yeah I'm fine.'

Dorian got up, whispered something in Mina's ear and left the infirmary. Mina then stood and walked over to her and sat on the end of the bed. She sighed before speaking.

'Jocelyn let me ask you this. Do you hate Dorian?'

'No. It's just my own father was never around but when he was he would yell and scream and berate my for things I hadn't even done. I just need time to get used to him.'

Mina smiled at her. 'Well thank you. He has been a bit annoyed thinking you hated him. Anyway you are free to go. We will be docking very soon so be ready.'

Jocelyn got up from the bed and hurried off to her cabin to pack what little things she had.

An hour later the League stood on the African shore. They were watching seven horses be brought to them for the journey to Quatermain's manor. Nemo's men were loading their belongings onto a cart. Nemo would be staying on the ship. Ready for them to call him. Finally the horses were ready to be ridden. Quatermain turned to Jocelyn.

'Have you ridden before?'

She nodded in return and handed her the reigns of a black stallion. The rest of the league had very little ridding experience. Indeed, Jekyll and Skinner had none. Once they were all mounted, Jocelyn refused to ride side saddle so she had hitched her skirts up past the knee, they began the long trek to Allan's house. When the manor began to come into sight Tom turned to her.

'Race you.' He said to her.

In answer Jocelyn reared her horse up and began to gallop, Tom behind her. What they didn't expect was another horse chasing after them. Dorian sped past going a fast as his horse could take him.

'Not much of a race is this.' He laughed.

'Eat my dust Father.' Replied Jocelyn and she sped of overtaking both Dorian and Tom.

A/N: I am going to scotland for a week to visit my cousins so please have lot's of reviews waiting for my. Muchos Gracias.