Author's Note:  There's one important thing: in the first chap, Jack said he was leaving in 3 days.  But I remembered that the full moon lasts a week, and the full moon hadn't started yet.  So I made Jack say he was leaving in 8 days.  Thanks!

Chapter six:  Moony

            What have I done? I thought as I ran through the streets of Tortua, darting between the lingering pirates and prostitutes.  Even though the night was gone, I heard pirate catcalls.  They probably thought me a prostitute, what with my rumpled, ripped dress and my wild hair.  Had I not been in such a frenzied hurry, I would have slapped them, but I just ignored them, barely hearing them.  My mind just barely registered the sounds.

            I just kept running, searching my mind for the way back to the inn I had stayed in with Cathy, Will, and Jack.  I started to see familiar buildings around me, and up ahead, I saw the sign reading "The Prancing Pony".  I never thought I would be relieved to see that sign.  I sprinted through the doors, past the alarmed pub owner, and up the stairs to my room.

            "Will!  Jack!" I called as I flung open the door.

            Will was frozen in mid-step, Jack was louging on one bed with his hat covering his face, and Cathy sat at the end of the other bed with her head in her hands.  I could tell Will had been pacing, and he and Cathy looked worried.  As I rushed into the room, Jack lifted his hat and took in my appearance with an eyebrow raised.  "In a hurry, luv?"

            As I was catching my breath, Will strode over to me.  "Where have you been?  We woke up and you were gone!"

            "You had us all worried!" Cathy exclaimed.  "Well-" she paused.  "Two of us were worried."  She glared at Jack, who ignored her glare.

            I turned to Will.  "I need your help.  There is a young girl in the woods who is severely hurt.  If we don't help her, she will die."

            Will looked surprised.  He recovered quickly, though, and said, "Lead the way.  Jack, stay with Catherine."

            I rushed out of the room with Will on my heels, his long strides keeping him next to me even though I ran and he walked.  I led him back the way I had come, into the clearing where the girl lay.

            As soon as Will saw her, he rushed over to her.  "I may not be a doctor, but I know that her wounds are serious.  We have to get her back to the inn and clean her wounds."

            He picked her up easily and with care and headed back.  I quickly grabbed the girl's pistol, hat, and sword before running to catch up to Will.

            "What were you doing in the woods?" Will asked.  "It's dangerous for you to be out here alone."

            I had to do some very quick thinking.  I hadn't thought of trying to explain my absence to everyone.  "I thought I heard either you or Jack leave the room, and I was curious, so I followed someone who was sneaking out of the inn, and they headed into the forest.  I lost them, but found this girl."  I could tell by the look on his face that Will didn't believe me, but he stayed silent.  I was glad that he did.  He couldn't find out the real reason I was out there.

            As we reached the inn and got to our room, I walked ahead of Will and opened the door for him.

            When we walked into the room, Jack exclaimed, "Bloody hell!  What happened to her?"

            "I don't know," I lied.  "She was like that when I came upon her."

            While Will laid the girl on one of the beds and he and Jack examined her sounds, I looked over at Cathy.  She was pale, and I could tell that she was trying to hold back sickness.  Now that I had time to think, the girl's wounds were making me a bit queasy also.  "Are you ok?" I asked her.

            She nodded stiffly.  I just sighed.  She hesitated, then looked at me questioningly.  I nodded.

            Cathy knew I was a werewolf.  She came across me one night just as I transformed.  Luckily my brother saw her as he was going to the little shack where either he, my dad, or my other brother always waited for me on full moon nights.  He pulled Cathy to the small cottage and explained everything to her, and he made her swear not to tell anyone.  She promised, and I was so happy when she was still my friend.  I was afraid she would abandon me when she found out what I am.

            Cathy and I watched as Will bandaged the girl up.  He bandaged her head, arms, and legs, then turned to Cathy and I.

            "As you two are also girls, could you please bandaged her chest and stomach wounds?  Jack and I will wait outside," he requested.

            I nodded.  I walked over to the girl as Will and Jack left.  When Cathy and I removed her tattered blouse, which had been reduced to almost nothing by my claws, she had tight undergarments on.  I supposed those were to hide the fact that she was a girl, considering her clothing and the weapons she had had on her.

            Her cuts were on her upper chest just below her neck and her stomach, so we left her undergarments on.  I used the alcohol Will had used to clean her cuts and gashes, and then Cathy helped me hold the girl up into a sitting position to dress the wounds.  When we were done, we found a shirt of Will's and struggled to put it on the girl's limp body.  When we finally succeeded in putting the shirt on properly and buttoning it, I called Will and Jack back in.

            As they walked in, I realized that Will wasn't wearing a shirt.  I hadn't even noticed.  He must have forgotten it while helping me.  I hadn't even noticed him take it off last night.  I looked away, blushing.  But before I did, my eyes took in a well-toned chest.  He must have noticed my blush and realized that he was half naked, because he rushed over to his belongings and put on an extra shirt.

            When he had put it on and was buttoning it, I turned to him, my blush fading, and said, "her shirt was in pieces, so I put one of your shirts on her.  I hope you don't mind."

            He shook his head.  "No, no, it's alright."

            Jack walked over to the small table in the corner of the room where his things were.  He put his pistol in the belt of his trousers, belted on his sword, and shrugged on his long overcoat.  Then he picked up his tri-corner hat and, turning to Will said, "I 'ave ta oversee some o' the repairs on the Pearl.  I'll be back later."  And with that, he walked out the door, pulling on his hat.

            Will's voice drew mine and Cathy's attention away from the door as it swung closed.

            "Well, if you two will stay here to watch her," he nodded his head toward the girl, "then I will go and get us food from downstairs."

            Cathy and I nodded.  Will walked out of the room.  I followed him with my eyes and kept watching as the door blocked my view.

            As I turned to the bed, Cathy smiled knowingly at me.

            My blush returned, this time making my whole face burn with embarrassment.

Well, there's chapter 6!  Sorry I didn't update sooner.  But I needed to think of a plot.  I had a basic plot, but I didn't know what I wanted the deeper plot to be.  But today my friend helped me think up a bunch of things that would happen.  So I decided it was time to update.  It'll be a long while until the plot starts thickening.

-Moony