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Quinn wiped away the sweat that was dripping down from her face, as she tried to direct the freight down onto the small boats lying next to the ship. They had arrived to South Africa, more specific, Cape town and it was extremely hot. She peered over the railing and got a thumbs up from the people on the boats. "That should be it" She said to Mike.
"Yes, ma'am" He said and pulled the rope back.
"Cut the ma´am, Mike. You know I don't like it" She said and smiled to him. "Make sure everything is ready for tomorrow, we´re picking up a new load" She added.
"Yes, Quinn" He chuckled. Quinn smiled and walked away. It had been two weeks ago, since the incident with Santana. They had talked a little, but Santana´s arrogance often kept Quinn away from her. She walked towards Puck and took of the gloves she´d been wearing and threw them in a nearby bucket. She noticed Finn coming out from the kitchen, all drenched in sweat. He looked at the temperature and groaned loudly, before sitting down next to Puck, who was peeling potatoes. Quinn chuckled and leaned against the railing, watching them.
"I wish I was sitting back home in the cold weather with a nice cold beer" Finn sighed and momentarily wished himself away. Puck laughed.
"This is nothing! It will get much warmer when we´re passing through the equator" He looked up at Quinn, "Hey, Quinn? Any hope of a cool down to Hudson?" Quinn nodded.
"Yeah, it´s going to be cold tonight" She turned around and looked out at the blue water, the waves being a calming factor for her. She thought of Brittany, before shaking her head. It´s been two months and even though a small part of her still was hurting, she was gradually getting over her. Just the occasionally thought from time to time. She listened to the guys bickering, before she heard some splashes from underneath her. She looked down and spotted a female swimming towards the ship. "Hey! There´s a girl in the water" She yelled out and ran after a rope to pull her out of the potential shark filled water. Puck stood up with an excited smile.
"That's for me!" He ran to the railing and looked down at her. Finn sat back with his potatoes.
"Forget about her. We´ll probably get in trouble with the Captain" Puck turned around.
"We can´t let her be in there" He exclaimed and was about to run after a rope, when Quinn came with one and threw it out to the girl. They helped each other and soon the girl stood in front of them, dressed in a short skirt and a ripped top, just barely covering her breasts. She stretched out her arm and showed Quinn some bracelets, as she spoke a different language. Quinn frowned.
"Sorry, you have to speak slower. I don't understand" The girl lifted her arm further towards Quinn.
"Buy for sweetheart?" She smiled.
"Well" Quinn fixed her cap "I have no sweetheart" The girl frowned as her smile faltered.
"No sweetheart?" Quinn shook her head and smiled apologetically. The girl immediately leaned forward the captured Quinn´s lips in a kiss. Quinn yelped in surprise and leaned back.
"Hold on" She said and took off her gloves she had put on again, when they pulled the girl up. She threw them on the ground and wrapped her arms around the girl before kissing her again.
"It´s a shame we´re sailing tonight, huh?" Puck smirked as Finn was grinning beside him. Quinn released the girl and nodded.
"Yeah" she dug into her pocket and found some money for the girl. "Puck, would you make sure she gets safely on land?" Santana had seen the girl and stepped onto the deck, before Puck could answer.
"Why? Is it something you decide?" She wrapped an arm around the girl and smiled to her. Quinn looked at her with a raised eyebrow as she put back on her gloves.
"Captain´s order. We´re not allowed to have those kinds of women on board" Said girl raised her arms towards Santana.
"Buy for sweetheart?" Santana smirked.
"You bet I will" She took the girls hand. "Could you bring us some whiskey and ice, Hudson? Thank you" She asked and pulled her inside towards her cabin. Quinn shook her head at the girl. She just wont listen. Puck and Finn shared a look before Finn stood up to get the drinks. Puck smirked as he continued peeling potatoes.
"Too bad she´s always snatching your girls, Quinn" Finn´s head popped out from the kitchen.
"Shut up, you idiot" Quinn looked at them, confused at first.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Nothing, he´s always talking shit" Finn tried to avoid any situation. Puck shrugged apologetically
"Sorry dude, I though you knew" Then it clicked, and she took a step closer towards him.
"Was it her? With Brittany?!" Quinn fumed and ran inside, leaving Puck and Finn behind.
"Where´s Fabray?" Jameson asked from up above them.
"She´s probably beating the shit out of Lopez. She knows" Puck said as Finn came out with glasses of whiskey.
"Where are going with that?" Jameson asked him.
"To Lopez. There´s a girl in there" Jameson sighed. He walked down the stairs and inside the hall, just in time to catch the girl running into him.
"Puck, bring the girl back on land"
"Yes, sir" He said and guided the girl away. Jameson heard the commotion before he even saw it. Two females yelling and screaming at each other, before Quinn came flying out the door and landed on her back with a loud huff. Santana followed and jumped onto the her as she hit Quinn on her cheek. They pushed and pulled at each other and as Quinn raised her fist, about to hit the other girl, a loud voice boomed from above them and she felt herself getting pulled up by her collar.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Quinn looked down in shame.
"She just came into my room and attacked me for no fucking reason!" Santana yelled. Jameson put his hands on his hips and stared at her.
"The reason is well known by all of us" He looked at Quinn. "But this is not how we fix things, Fabray!" Quinn swallowed hard. It was very rare to see Jameson mad and she didn't like it when it was towards to her. "This is a thing you fix on land! I don't want any fights on my ship. Am I understood?!"
"Yes, Captain" She nodded and ran a hand through her messy hair, before walking away in shame. Santana looked furiously at Jameson.
"What are you planning to do about this?!" She said and put her hands on her hips, mirroring the Captain.
"I´m planning to eat my dinner" He responded.
"You´re the Captain and I´m the daughter of your boss" She leaned closer to his face. "I´m demanding some consequences for that crazy chick!" Jameson looked indifferently at her before leaning closer as well and spoke gravely.
"Listen up you little punk! When you got a thing like this with someone, you don´t go crying like a wuss. You fix it man to man, or in this case, woman to woman! Then maybe, and a big maybe, there would be a chance you´ll earn some respect from me and my crew, because you sure as hell don't have it now! Got it?!" Santana looked taken aback but nodded either way. Captain Jameson nodded and walked away from her. Santana blinked a couple of times, before looking a tiny bit amused about the earful she just got. She shrugged and went back inside to change her ripped clothes. Quinn was furious as she changed into a new shirt in her cabin. That bitch! Why did it have to be her? She thought as she angrily ripped of her tie, as she tried to fix it again, before throwing it on her bunk. She would have to do without tonight. She took a calming breath before stepping outside her cabin and walked down the hallway. To hell with that bitch. They had an island to find. She fixed her hair and walked out on deck to find both Jameson and his missing island. She found him leaning over a map of the area, looking as frustrated as ever.
"Found anything yet?" She asked and looked at the map. He growled at her.
"That damn island must be here somewhere! I´m sure of it" Quinn raised an eyebrow but said nothing as she sat back and watched him. It was few days later and Jameson´s continuing insisting that the island was there, when Quinn frustrated as ever talked back.
"You can't be that sure. We have drifted around in the area for three days!" Jameson looked up from the map and glared at her.
"It was by memory. Give me some slack, woman" He growled and looked down at the map again as Quinn rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.
"Maybe you remember wrongly" She mumbled.
"There´s nothing wrong with my memory!" Quinn only shrugged.
"Maybe it had disappeared" She joked as she leaned up against the wall.
"The island is here! I´m sure of it" He said to her and shook his head. Quinn sighed and ran a hand through her blonde hair. It had been some long days lately as the two of them had scanned every map or atlas they could without getting answers. Quinn took the chance to look at some other books, but with no results. Puck walked in with a tray with pancakes and coffee.
"Pancakes?" He asked and sat down the tray on a nearby table. Jameson smiled excitedly.
"Great idea! What´s the occasion?"
"Oh, no reason, sir. You just think about finding your missing island" He smirked and quickly walked out. Quinn laughed loudly but stopped immediately stopped when Jameson turned around to her with a glare. She took a cup and poured them some coffee.
"Cheers, Columbus" She joked and hid her smile behind the cup.
"Shut up" It was an hour later when Jameson sighed and scratched his neck as he looked over at Quinn. "Why don't you take the rest of the night off? Go down and enjoy the evening with the others"
"Are you sure?" He nodded, and Quinn didn't ask again as she walked out of the door. She found the others on the deck, drinking beers and having a good time.
"Quinn! Nice of you to join us" Finn said and wrapped his arms around her shoulder. "Do you want a beer?" She nodded and he went inside to get her one. She accepted the offered beer and sat down next to Puck, joining him in a game of poker. It was nice to relax for once and focus on other things rather than that island. Not that she wasn't happy about being back on the sea, but Jameson could be rather persistent about these kinds of things. The night went on and Quinn noticed that some of the crew had gotten rather tipsy. Not that it mattered, it was their night off, but she expected her crew to be ready under any circumstances, so she made sure that they didn't get more beer, much to their chagrin.
"HAH! Got you again!" Puck shouted excitedly and threw his cards on the makeshift table. "A Full house. Take that!" He flexed his muscles in triumph. He always prided himself of being the only one to read her poker face, literally in this situation. Except not this time. Quinn sighed dramatically as she put down her own cards. A straight flush. His smile faded away completely as he saw them. "wha-?" Finn howled with laughter and slapped him on his back.
"She got you good, dude!" Quinn smirked and took the few bucks that had been on stake.
"Maybe next time, Puck" She said and laughed. "Another round?" She asked as she mixed the cards.
"Land! I see land!" A mate yelled from further down the deck. Quinn immediately stood up and ran down to him.
"Where?!" The mate gave her his binoculars and tried to point out the small island in front of them. Quinn saw it, it appeared only as a small dot in the distance, but it was there. "Here, I´ll get the captain" She ran up the deck towards the cabin.
"Is it true?" Puck asked when she passed him.
"Yes" She yelled and ran up the stairs. "We found it!" She shouted as she came into the cabin where Jameson was sitting, map in hand. His shirt was open, and his hair was poking out in all directions. He looked up at her with wide eyes and stood up, map falling to the floor.
"Show me" He said, and Quinn nodded as she walked back on deck. She pointed towards the Island as Jameson looked through his binoculars. "Yes, there she is. I told you I could find it again" He said arrogantly. Quinn rolled her eyes but agreed. He let the binoculars fell on his chest and smiled excitedly. "We´ll wait for tomorrow to get on land. Now, get some sleep" He spoke loud enough for the whole crew to hear. They all nodded and did as told. Quinn followed them to get some sleep. She passed Santana´s door, the woman had hidden herself in the cabin these last days, only to come out to eat. She shook her head and promised herself to try and get her out of that room tomorrow, even if she, at the moment, severely disliked the woman.
The sun was rising when Quinn was standing on deck the next morning with the others, watching themselves getting closer to the island. Jameson was yelling out orders, had decided that no one was capable to do their job properly, even Quinn. She shook her head and decided to go get Santana. She walked down the hall and stopped in front of her cabin. She sighed and knocked on the door.
She heard a faint ´enter´ coming from the inside and opened the door.
"Oh, it´s you" Santana rolled her eyes and focused on the book again. "What do you want?" Quinn stepped inside and closed the door.
"We found the island" She said, "Last night" Santana peaked up from her book with a raised eyebrow.
"So?" Quinn rolled her eyes and felt a bit angry by her carelessness.
"I thought I would interest you, but alright. I just wanted to inform you" Quinn said and stepped out from the cabin. She sighed and went back out on deck where Jameson was standing apparently, he had calmed down. "So, what´s the plan?" She asked him and leaned against the railing with crossed arms. She noticed Santana coming out and smirked as she caught the woman´s eyes. Santana rolled her eyes and walked over to them and stood next to Jameson.
"Only Fabray and Lopez are going with me. Get the boat ready" He said to them and the last part to a mate, who nodded and walked away. Santana looked surprised. "Don't act surprised, Lopez. It´s about time you see something else rather than the inside of your cabin" She nodded. "The rest stays here. We don't know these people, they may be cannibals for what it´s worth" Jameson said. Quinn gaped at him, so much for calming one's nerves. "Get the suitcase, Fabray. There are gifts for the inhabitants"
"Yes, Captain" She said and walked up the stairs to get it. She rolled her eyes, remembering Santana joining them. A newbie, that can only go wrong. She picked up the suitcase and turned around to get back to the Captain, who was standing at the boat.
"Let´s get going" He said as Quinn joined them. Jameson stepped onto the boat first and Quinn followed him. She stretched out a hand for Santana to take, who sighed but took the offered hand anyway. "If we´re not here by night time, you better go search for us" He said to the second mate who nodded and gave the mates the sign to lower them into the water. They took the small trip onto land and as they neared the beach, Quinn jumped out of the boat to drag it the last way onto the sand. Santana looked at the water with a frown.
"It wont bite" Quinn smirked. Santana glared at her and jumped into the low water. She huffed as she felt the shoes getting wet and full of sand. Quinn smirked yet again. She had been smart to fold her pants up and take off her shoes before getting into the water, a thing Santana apparently hadn't noticed. Jameson stood on land, looking at the jungle in front of him, as Quinn made sure the boat wouldn't be dragged back on the sea. Santana huffed as she felt more sand getting into her shoes.
"Yuck" She muttered. She looked up at the jungle when she heard drumming in the distance. "What´s that?" She asked a bit scared. She didn't feel like being dinner tonight.
"Probably cannibals" Quinn joked. Santana glared at her and Quinn could only smile. She got on her shoes, when an arrow came flying, aimed at their boat. "What the hell?" She shrieked and took a step back. She blinked the chock away and took the arrow, which had a small parchment wrapped around it. "Welcome to Pearl Island. – Tourist office" She read frowning and looked up at the others.
"Tourist office?" Santana asked disbelieving. "Maybe it´s a trap?"
"A trap? If they get too close, I got my gun" Jameson said. Quinn smiled and grabbed the suitcase, before they walked into the jungle, following a small path.
"Come on, Lopez. Don't get lost" Quinn yelled.
"I won´t!" Santana screamed back annoyed.
"Yeah" Quinn muttered and fixed her cap as she followed her Captain. Soon they found a clearing and found themselves walking onto what appeared to be an old dusted road. Jameson took of his cap and scratched his head in confusion.
"This wasn't here the last time" They walked down the road when an old broken car raced past them, before coming to a screeching halt a few meters away from them. Two men stepped out from the car, and marched towards them, talking amongst themselves. They stopped in front of them and began to speak a foreign language to them. "What the-?" Jameson muttered as he tried to understand. The men looked at them expecting an answer. "Lopez, you have a college degree or something" Santana frowned.
"Yeah, in management" Quinn looked between the men, looking a bit scared about the situation. They was standing in what appeared to be an uniform, and Quinn noticed the small star attached to what looked like a shawl.
"I think they´re some kind of police enforcement" Quinn said lowly. Soon the men had decided to guide them towards their car. Either we´re going to jail or they´re going to eat us" She said not understanding a word. The three of them sat close together on the backseat as they drove into a small town. She bumped her head yet again and cursed under breath. She heard a small chuckle next to her and sent a glare to Santana. They had to stop as a parade seemed to pass them. The two men let them stand outside the car as they waited for it all to pass them. Quinn leaned up against the car and looked at it. It was kind of exciting. She glanced back at her captain, who was trying to talk to the two officers, before looking back and immediately she locked eyes with beautiful brown eyes. She felt her mouth open as she watched a young brunette getting carried by a few men in the middle of the parade. The brunette smiled as she waved to everybody watching as she kept eye contact with Quinn. Quinn lost her breath when the woman smiled shyly at her before looking down. Quinn smiled back to her when she looked back down at Quinn as she passed her. The brunette glanced back at her and Quinn smiled a mega watt smile. She quickly looked forward again. Quinn looked to her side and saw Santana look over her sunglasses with leering eyes at the woman. Quinn rolled her eyes and sat back into the car, hoping she would see the girl again. Next thing she knew, all three of them was trapped inside an old hot cell. Santana was leaning against the wall as Quinn sat opposite of her on a bench. She still had a hard time, even being in the same room with the woman, but what could she do.
"If I wanted to be in prison, I could have stayed home" Santana muttered. Quinn looked at her questionably, before she understood. So, that's why she´s here, Quinn thought. She wondered what the hell Brittany saw in this woman. "What?" Santana sneered. Quinn hadn't noticed she had been staring.
"Nothing" She said and leaned back against the wall. Meanwhile Jameson had tried to get them out there.
"Listen, we mean no harm to you" He said to the large black man standing in front of him. The man had been staring at him for the last ten minutes. He stood up and marched over to them.
"How you come here?" He spoke in deep voice. He was clad in a red dress kind of thing with golden chains attached to it. He also wore a red hat with a matching feather on it. Quinn thought him a little intimidating.
"By ship" Jameson answered.
"What else?" Santana asked sarcastically. "A train?" Quinn glared at her.
"Shut up" She said before turning to the man again. "We want to talk to the chief" She tried. The man banged on his chest with his fists.
"That me! Chief of everything!" He replied angrily. Jameson shook his head.
"Right. We want to talk to the king of this island" The black man shook his head.
"No king. The king is a Queen" Jameson looked shocked for a moment.
"Alright, then we want to see the Queen" He tried and looked tired. The man looked sceptically at them.
"About what?" He asked with his heavy accent.
"That doesn't concern you. Now let us out of here. We´re not animals!" Jameson said and grabbed the bars in desperation. Quinn stood next to him and nodded. The man looked confused, but angry.
"No" He then said after a moment.
"Just let us out. We just want to meet the Queen" Quinn said pleadingly. The man ignored her. She spotted the suitcase and thought of something. "What about gifts?" She asked then. The man lightened up.
"Gifts?" Apparently, that was a word he knew. He stepped closer to her. "Gifts?" Quinn nodded.
"Yes! We have some gifts for you" She spoke slowly, so the man could understand her.
"For me?" The man said as a big smile appeared on his face. All three of them nodded, seeing an opportunity to get themselves out of there.
"Look in the suitcase" Quinn said and pointed to it. The man walked over to it and opened it. He looked back at them with a frown.
"What´s that?"
"Gifts for you" Quinn said.
"You think I´m idiot?" They immediately shook their head.
"There´s whiskey!" Quinn remembered, hoping the man knew what it was. He did.
"Whiskey!" Then man smiled again. Quinn nodded and tried to see where it was.
"Yeah, just look" He dig deeper and found the bottle which he lifted for them to see.
"That's for me! Thank you very much!" He yelled happily and walked closer to shake their hands. "Open the door, Bonzo!" He yelled, and another man did as told. They walked out of the cell as the man drank out of the bottle. Quinn grinned. He sighed happily and turned to Jameson. "You see Queen. I fix tomorrow"
"Great! We´ll come back tomorrow then" Jameson said and was about to walk away when he remembered something. "Oh, do you know a man named Berry?" The man looked confused "Or a miss Corcoran?"
"No, never heard" The man replied.
"Nah, he probably drank himself to death and her… yes" Jameson said and turned around. "Goodbye" He added and left the jailhouse. Soon they were back on the ship and Quinn walked back to her cabin with Santana on her heels.
"Alright, what´s your problem with me?!" Santana sneered at her. Quinn ignored her, not wanting to go against her Captain´s order, but soon she felt herself being pulled back. "I asked you a fucking question!"
"Just let it be" Quinn said and pulled her arm back before walking back to her cabin and closed her door. She was tired and couldn't deal with that woman right now. The Captain had ordered her to relax, until tomorrow where she and the Captain was visiting the Queen. She stripped down and lay on her bed, head resting on her hands. She thought about the woman she had seen today and wished she could meet her again, a girl can dream. She chuckled to herself and she turned around on her side and fell asleep with a smile on her lips.