Note: Wow, this took longer than expected.

Disclaimer: I don't own them.

Booth slumped over the table, his head resting on his folded arms. After his trip into town with the captain, he had returned to the ship, hoping to talk her into spending the evening with him. Instead, she seemed to disappear as soon as they boarded the ship. He had wandered the ship for hours, hoping to casually run into her. Finally, he had to admit that that wasn't going to happen. Disappointed, he went looking for the nearest pub.

He remembered walking through the door and ordering his first drink. After that, the night was a blur, but the pounding in his head told him there had been a lot more alcohol involved.

It had seemed like a good idea at the time.

Booth winced at the sound of the cook putting a plate of food stared grimly at the plate of food in front of him. It should have been a relief to have fresh food after weeks at sea, but he was far too queasy to appreciate it.

Groaning, he took a bite of his breakfast, chewing it briefly before forcing himself to swallow it. He paused then, waiting for his stomach to settle before taking the next bite.

Somehow, he managed to finish half of the food in front of him. Reluctantly, he stood and made his way onto the deck.

Angela took Jack's hand and jumped out of the carriage. The docks and the ship in front of her were humming with activity. Men loaded crates of food onto the ship. A young boy carried four squawking chickens, two in each hand. As Angela watched, he disappeared below decks with them and returned empty-handed. On the deck, she could see sailors hard at work.

Jack smiled at her. "Do you want to come on board and take a look around? I have a few minutes before I have report for duty."

Angela was enthralled. "Can I? Yes, yes. Let's go." She bounded up the gangplank, smiling at everyone she saw.

Soon they were standing on the deck of the ship. Jack pointed out the various parts of the ship as Angela asked questions, intrigued by this new world.

It wasn't long before Angela spotted her friend on deck. "Joy!" Brennan looked up and smiled as she walked over. Angela pulled her into a hug. "It's so good to see you one more time!"

Brennan looked over at Jack. "Shouldn't you be at work?"

Jack immediately turned to Angela. "The captain is right, I need to get to work. Thanks for last night." He leaned in and the two shared a passionate kiss.

Booth was hard at work when he felt a hand clap on his shoulder. "Hey man, you missed a good time last night."

Booth grunted.

Undeterred, Jack continued to talk. "Seriously, man, Angela is amazing. And she has this maid …"

Booth glared at him. "I don't want to hear about it."

"I'm just saying, between the two of them …"

"Stop it!", Booth growled.

The tension was broken by the arrival of Sully. "Is there a problem?"

Booth's gaze snapped to Sully before returning to his work. "No", he said sullenly.

Jack, on the other hand, was full of cheer. "Not with me. I had an excellent night last night."

Sully smiled. "I know what you mean."

Booth was concentrating on his work, so it took him a second to realize what Sully had said – and who it was that he had been with the night before. Before he had time to think about the consequences, he had launched himself at the first mate.

As Jack walked away, Angela, turned to Brennan. "Thanks for lending him to me last night. It's been a while since I've had a new man. I mean, my maid is good, but it's not the same, you know?"

Brennan chuckled. "I wouldn't, actually. I don't have a maid."

Angela's melodic laugh rang across the deck. "I guess you wouldn't. I'd recommend it, but you do have a ship full of men at your disposal. It's probably not necessary."

Brennan grinned in shared camaraderie. "I do enjoy my crew."

Their conversation was interrupted by shouts from across the deck. Brennan turned to see what was causing the commotion. As soon as she saw the fight in progress, she started running towards the two men. Angela followed at a slower pace.

By the time Angela arrived at the scene of the fight, the two men had been pulled apart, two sailors holding each of them back. Brennan stood in the middle, her arms crossed and her foot angrily tapping against the deck. For a minute, she looked like she was about to ask a question, but instead she quietly said, "Take them below decks and restrain them until I have time to deal with them."

Booth woke slowly. His hands were restrained above his head, putting pressure on his arms and shoulders. Despite the awkwardness of his position, he had managed to doze. Somehow, the sleep had managed to chase away the headache that he had been fighting all day.

He wasn't sure how long he had been restrained in the hold, but the movement of the ship under his feet told him that it had been at least a couple of hours. He glanced over at the man beside him.

Before he had come up with a way to break the awkward silence, the door opened and the captain walked in. She glared at the two men. "I can't believe that the two of you decided to get into a fight today." She turned to Booth. "I hear you started it."

Booth nodded sheepishly. She gazed at him as if trying to read his mind, then nodded curtly. Turning to Sully, she removed his restraints. Once he was free again, Sully moved his arms, rolling his shoulders and stretching to remove the kinks. Brennan watched appreciatively before turning back to Booth. "I can't have my crew members causing problems like that. I will need to punish you."

She glanced over at Sully. "Any suggestions?"

Sully grinned. "Twenty lashes? Keel hauling? Come on, Brennan. Booth was just jealous that I got to spend the night with you and he didn't. Give him a break."

Brennan turned to look at Booth, one eyebrow raised. "Is that what this … this ridiculousness was about?"

Booth nodded.

Brennan glared at the two men. "So you were fighting over me like I'm some sort of … possession?"

Sully grinned at her. "Hey, I know you make your own decisions. I don't think you're a possession."

Brennan's mind worked at lightning speed. If Booth had started the fight because he wanted her to himself, then the obvious way to punish him was ….

Before she had completely finished the thought, she was undoing her belt and pulling her shirt over her head. While the two men watched, stunned, she kicked off her boots and removed the rest of her clothes, leaving them in an untidy pile on the floor. When she was fully naked, she moved smoothly towards Sully, standing on her toes to kiss him.

Booth watched the two of them kissing, noticing how the captain's hands were deftly removing Sully's clothes. She was … what was she going to do?

Before long, Sully's clothes were scattered on the floor. Booth stood there appalled as the captain and Brennan kissed, their hands clearly busy caressing each other. Watching the captain fornicating with another man was torture – especially since there was nothing he could do about his arousal.

Suddenly, he realized that he shouldn't be watching this. He closed his eyes, desperately reciting passages from the bible in his head in an attempt to block out his awareness of what was happening mere feet away.

When he felt the feminine touch of the captain's hands on his shoulders, though, he could no longer ignore what was happening around him. He opened his eyes to see the captain facing him, Sully behind her. As he watched in horror, he saw Sully's hands move to her hips as he entered her.

Booth's time on the pirate ship had opened his eyes to a world of sexual depravity that he had never imagined. He knew Sully enjoyed watching Brennan with other men, but he had never imagined that he would become aroused while watching her with Sully. What was wrong with him?

It wasn't until the captain stopped talking that he realized that she had asked him a question.

"What?"

Brennan nuzzled his neck again, saying, "I asked if you have learned your lesson. Do you understand that I am the only one who decides who I fornicate with?"

Booth tried desperately to understand what she was asking. Finally, he managed to choke out, "Yes."

"Oh, thank God." As she spoke, the captain's hands fumbled with the button on his trousers and pushed them down until they pooled at his feet. While he tried frantically to figure out what was going on, she pushed Sully backwards and bent towards him until she was able to take his cock into her mouth.

Booth had heard rumors that one woman could satisfy two men at once, but he had never imagined that he would ever participate in an encounter of that nature – let alone that he would enjoy it so much. Brennan was as skillful as ever, and he was enthralled by feeling her body react to Sully's thrusts. It wasn't long before Brennan was climaxing, her orgasm pushing the two men over the edge.

When they had recovered, the captain reached up, removing Booth's bonds. As he collapsed onto the wooden floor, she pulled on her clothing. She looked at the two spent men and said, "I make my own decisions."

As they nodded, she turned and left.