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(a/n) nittanychick11 and stiches1fangirl have been tied up for so long so they gave me back the story to work on. Much apologies to you all for the long delay between updates. Hopefully, we won't have as many delays in the future. ************

"Ship ahoy," Kyrie called from her perch in the crow's nest.

"Aye lassie," Returned Lucy. "And who's ship does it be?"

Kate turned and gave Lucy a stern look before speaking, "Remember whose ship ye be on. Kyrie, who's ship pray tell is it?"

"Yours cap'n?" Kyrie gave a questioning look.

Kate shook her head in exasperation, "No lass, the other one; the ship with British colors?"

"It's of the Commodore's fleet," Kyrie affirmed. "But alas, I do not know the cap'n."

"Ah, that scurvy dog has gone and found himself a new recruit, eh?" Kate commented as a broad grin crossed her features. "It's show time girls."

"Yeah!!!!" cheered the women as they started their ritual song again: "Fifteen women on a dead woman's chest yo ho ho and a bottle of RUM!!!!!"

As they neared the offending vessel, Kyrie noted that the poor sap had not a hair upon his head.

"How many men do you see Kyrie?" Asked Kate next.

"Nigh about 15 or so," Kyrie answered. "Armed with the usual useless bayonet."

"This it'll be like candy from a baby," Commented Emmaline to Roxy.

"What are your orders cap'n?" Molly asked next adding with a mischievous grin, "pillage, burn, and send 'em down to Davey Jone's Locker?"

"Not quite," Kate regarded the other ship thoughtfully. "Save the cap'n and put him in the brig. He may well give us a clue as to what the Commodore is planning. And where Jo is."

"Aye, and the others?" Asked Roxy next.

"Send 'em below," Kate replied with a cruel smile. "We've got enough freeloading whelps on board as it is." Then she glared pointedly at Lucy.

"Well," Huffed Lucy disgruntled, then stalked to the other side of the Lioness. "Freeloading whelp? We'll just see about that."

"Cap'n beggin yer pardon," Kyrie called out once more. "But it appears that they've spotted us and are readying their cannons now."

"Well, my dear," Kate shot back. "Let's not be keepin' them waiting. Load them up!" She ordered.

Instantly the Lioness became a flurry of action as the crew scrambled to ready their own cannons.

"You with me," Barked Emmaline at Jeff who was looking on. "Grab that cannon ball there, lad."

Similar pairings were occurring up and down the deck. Jericho was assisting, guess who, Molly; as O' Haire and Lucy worked on one of their own.

"Bring 'er around once we're in firing range," Kate called to Roxy who was manning the helm. "Wait for my command to fire."

In a few more moments, the Roaring Lioness had caught up to the other ship. They steered the ships until they were within 10 yards of each other and pulled up into a parallel alignment. The Roaring Lionesses starboard faced the portside of the British vessel.

"Ready," The two captains of the two vessels yelled in unison. "Aim…." Kate held her cutlass high to illustrate the point. "FIRE!!!"

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