Hey! Here's the next chapter.

A side note about the last chapter. I tried to find out if the pirates had names but I couldn't find anything so I made up some names for them. Let me know what you think!

She had dreamt about him. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. Astrid Hofferson dreaming about Henry the Useless. It sounded wrong.

But he wasn't Henry the Useless anymore, was he? He had grown up. He wasn't a boy anymore. He was a man. A strong, handsome, kind man.

When the Captain found them that morning he informed them that they would make dock in the early afternoon. She sighed in relief at finally being off the ship. But at the same time, a part of her didn't want to leave Henry.

As she jumped down into his arms again, she realised that it would be the last time and breathed in his scent trying to remember it. They worked together in silence again, until she decided to break the silence and make conversation.

"Do you ever think you'll come back?" Astrid asked as she sat passing him his tools.

"Come back where?" he asked, concentrating on his work. "To the village? Wrench."

"Yeah," she replied passing him the wrench in her hand.

"Other than to visit my dad, I wasn't planning to." She stared at him for a few seconds, admiring the look of focus he held.

"So you never want to go home?"

He sighed putting down the wrench and turning to face her. They were so close. She could see his lips, cracked in a few placed, but it almost felt as of they were calling to her. Asking her to kiss him.

"The village isn't my home," he said, breaking the spell. "This is my home. My family. I… Maybe one day I'll go back to England. But not for a long time yet."

He got back to work and she decided to stay quiet, just passing him tools when he asked for them.

Hours passed before he told her that it wouldn't be long before they were at the port and that she should go and change her clothes. She nodded and he helped her back up onto the deck before continuing his work.

Once she was changed into her dress, happily back in her skirt as a woman should be, she headed off to find Henry. He didn't answer when she called his name above his workspace so she assumed he wasn't down there. She was just passing the door to the brig and the quarters when she saw him headed her way.

She hurried inside and watched from behind the door as Henry drew closer, the door open just enough for her to peer through. She couldn't wait any longer. As soon as he was close enough she quickly grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him through the door closing it behind them. He yelped slightly as she pulled but she ignored the sound.

"Astrid?" he asked looking confused. "What are you doing in here?"

Astrid didn't speak. She couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed his collar and pulled him forwards, her lips meeting his. She held him for a few seconds before pulling back. She felt satisfied at seeing the dumbstruck look on his face and smiled.

"What was that?" he asked quietly.

"That was a kiss," she replied feeling all the more satisfied with herself.

"Why would you kiss me?" he asked, his voice a little louder now.

"Because," she started, gathering her thoughts. "You're strong and caring and confident and handsome. I suppose that spending time with you for the past couple of days has made me see who you really are. The clumsy boy in the village all those years ago was never the real you. I couldn't stand him, but this you is different. And I like it."

He smiled. A smile that looked close to a smirk if she was honest. The tug of his lips pulled at his sharp jawline and it made her want to kiss him again. He leant forwards slowly until his cheek was almost touching hers. She could feel his breath on her ear. Her heartbeat quickened and she felt butterflies in her stomach.

"Then I was right," he whispered in her ear. She felt a shiver down her spine at the sudden huskiness to his voice.

"About what?" she whispered back.

He leant back so that he was looking into her eyes. He held the gaze for a few seconds before he captured her lips with his. She had never felt anything like it and almost forgot to kiss him back. Goosebumps covered her skin as electricity ran through her veins. Her legs felt weak beneath her and she almost sank to the floor. Scott had never kissed her like this. She never wanted it to end. But too soon he pulled away. She looked up at him and saw the smirk on his face as he took a step back.

"I was right about being able to get you to kiss me."

What? She looked at him in confusion as he grinned and walked over to the door. When he opened it, half of the crew were on the other side.

"Told you I could do it," he said with a smug look on his face and his arms crossed. "I want my 10 gineas."

The men grumbled but eventually he was passed the small sack of coins. He smiled as he double checked the amount before slipping it into a pocket.

"What…" Astrid couldn't find the words to say. He had tricked her? How had he done that? She felt mortified as she heard the men laughing.

"So how does it feel to be manipulated, huh, Astrid?" Henry asked, that smug look still present on his face.

"Why would you do that?" she asked.

"Because," he replied with a shrug. "I wanted to show you how it feels when you do it to others. Don't act innocent. You have your ways of always getting what you want. Batting your eyes, swinging your hips, flicking your hair. You always do something to get what you want. I was just showing you how it feels."

All Astrid could do was stare. Was this how people felt when she did those things? Did that make her a horrible person?

"Oh and by the way, Astrid," Henry carried on. "The 'clumsy boy in the village'? That was the real me. I'm still the same kid, I'm just older. I'm not a completely different person. You know, I think you and Scott are perfect for each other. He's too stupid to see through you and you get to spend the rest of your life manipulating him."

With that he walked off. She looked up at the group of men still standing in the doorway. They gave her disappointed looks, shaking their heads, before the all left her to stand alone in the brig.

All she could do was stand and stare at the door. What had just happened?

So... I am proud of this but please let me know what you think. Henry's point of view in the next chapter!

CajunBear74: And the story goes on...

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