The next day, Sam helped the boys dock the ship into the port. They'd arrived there sometime around noon, but their good fortune with the weather had seemed to disappear overnight. The clouds covered the sun, and it had rained on and off most of the morning, and continued to do so into the afternoon. They had spent most of the night talking and laughing, and the boys continued to tease her into the wee hours of the morning. They'd of course celebrated as well, after the teasing had eventually died down. They all seemed genuinely happy for her and Eduardo, and were almost excited as they were to welcome a new member to the crew. Needless to say, however, they were all pretty tired as they lowered the ladder and tied the ship to the dock.

Morgan walked onto the dock. "We're gonna need to go up and find somewhere that works on ships, and get an estimate from there. It's gonna take a good amount of time and won't require all of us, so you all can go into town and do whatever errands you need to."

Russell yawned and stretched after he finished tying his section off. "Can I go back to bed?"

Morgan smiled. "Nope, you're coming with me." Russell groaned but followed after Morgan, shuffling behind him.

"I'm going to go grab some things for the kitchen." Nathan said, walking up the dock towards the market.

"Then I should probably go grab some medical supplies while we're here, have fun you guys." Christopher said, walking past Sam and giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze.

Thomas ran after him. "I'll go with you!"

Sam turned to smile at Eduardo. "Looks like you're stuck with me then."

Eduardo smirked down at her, taking her hand. "You make that sound like it's a bad thing."

Sam laughed as they walked off the dock together. "It's not."

"We could probably use some more ammunition on the ship for the guns and the cannon, so why don't we run up and see if they have any?"

Sam shrugged. "Sounds good to me."

With fingers intertwined, the two made their way up through town. Sam couldn't recollect if they'd ever been there before. She didn't recognize any of the buildings, and she'd like to think that she would remember such a large place, so she assumed that this was the first time. It really was quite large, even a decent bit larger than Moldor. The streets were packed to the brim with people, and chatter filled the streets. It had been such a long time since she'd so many shops, and they took their time as Sam looked at all of the extravagant stores. She stuck closely to Eduardo's side as they slowly walked through.

The smell of freshly baked pastries filled her senses as they passed by the local bakery, causing Sam to practically drool. They'd of course went inside and grabbed a donut to split, when Eduardo had seen her face. Eduardo let her take the first official bite, and upon taking a decent bite out of the side, she hummed in pleasure as it melted in her mouth. She'd held it up for him to take a bite, feeding it to him as they exited the bakery. He agreed that it was pretty good, but told her to eat the rest. She, in no way, shape or form, complained as she devoured the delectable pastry. She licked her fingers as she finished, looking up to see Eduardo raising an eyebrow at her. She blushed and stopped. Smirking at her, he took one of her fingers, and licked the remaining glaze off. Her body tingled as he returned her finger to her, and walked forward as if nothing happened.

Eduardo eventually had to stop and ask someone where they could find ammunition, as they both had underestimated the enormity of the town. They were pointed just back down the street, where they had passed right by. Entering the small ammunition shop, Eduardo walked to the counter and asked the man behind the counter if they had the specific kind that they required. The two men conversed as Sam walked about the store, looking at all of the different weapons on the shelves. She picked up a pistol that resembled Eduardo's and inspected it. Eduardo had taught her enough about pistols, and how to operate one, that she was quite familiar with them now. She noted the design on the handle of two ships in the midst of battle, and placed it delicately back on the shelf.

She began to feel nauseous again, and quickly walked towards the exit. Eduardo turned around to look at her. "Where are you going?"

"Just outside for a moment for some fresh air, I'll be back in a minute." She said calmly, trying not to alert him of her upcoming episode.

"Do you need me to go with you? If you hold on just a second we can go out together."

She waved her hand, swallowing thickly to stall her upcoming episode. "No, no, I just need to get some fresh air real quick I won't be long."

He shot her a smile. "Try not to get into too much trouble, huh?"

"I'm already knocked up, what other kinds of shenanigans can I get into?" She called over her shoulder jokingly.

She quickly made her way into the alley beside the store, and made it just in time. Holding onto the side of the wall, she stooped forward and, as quietly as she could without drawing too much attention to herself, became sick. She emptied the contents of her stomach onto the cobbled street beneath her, distantly feeling bad for making a mess. As she wiped her mouth and sighed, she vaguely thought of how much of a waste it was for that good donut she'd eaten earlier. She hoped that this whole getting sick thing wouldn't last very long, as it was quite uncomfortable. She walked towards the fountain up the street to get some water, just to get the taste out of her mouth. It was a good distance away from the ammunition shop, but she desperately needed to get some water.

She sat down on the side and cupped her hands together, catching some of the falling water. She took a couple of sips, and splashed some on her heated face. Hoping no one else noticed, she took another couple of sips of water and went to stand. In the distance, she could see Eduardo exiting the shop. She'd probably taken too long and he'd come out to check on her. She stood up and walked towards him, excusing herself as she made her way through the crowd.

She felt as someone grabbed her arm and as she went to turn to see who it was, she felt something cold and hard press into her back. She quickly realized it was a knife, and stopped dead in her tracks. Turning her head, white hot fear stabbed into her as she looked up into Alan's cold eyes smiling down at her.

"My pearl." He whispered. She went to scream, but he pressed the knife firmly against her, effectively silencing her. He then began pulling her away from the crowded street. She looked up to see Eduardo looking around; his face beginning to look worried, as he searched for her. Alan began pulling her through the crowd, walking towards one of the empty alleyways up ahead. She had no idea where he was trying to take her, but she knew that she didn't want to find out.

Thinking quickly, she decided to try to escape from Alan. Alan never was one to think his plans all the way through, he usually acted first and thought about it later. So he was likely alone, and had just by coincidence seen her in the crowd. The first thing she concerned herself was the knife against her back, and she tried to think of the defensive move Nathan had shown her once. Taking a deep breath in, she acted. Spinning quickly, she elbowed the hand Alan had the knife in, knocking it away. She then slapped him firmly across the face. He released her long enough for her to wiggle out of his grasp, and began running through the crowd. She shouted Eduardo's name, who immediately looked up upon hearing his name. He saw her running towards him, and began shoving his way through the crowd towards her.

Behind her, she heard Alan's voice calling to her over the crowd. "I'll be back my pearl. And next time I do, you'll be mine!"

Eduardo finally reached Sam, and pulled her into his arms. They quickly made their way back through the crowd towards the side of the street, out of the way. He held her to him as she trembled, holding onto Eduardo as if her life depended on it. His familiar fragrance somehow began to calm her as he placed his chin on the top of her head.

"I shouldn't have let you out of my sight." Eduardo hissed, holding her tightly.

She shook her head. "It's my fault. I'm the one who left, remember?"

"Doesn't matter, I should have gone with you."

"No, I left because I was going to get sick and I didn't want you to see."

Despite himself, Eduardo chuckled. "Didn't want me to see? What, you think that my pregnant wife having morning sickness would somehow repulse me?" He used his hand and began stroking her hair.

She giggled, starting to smile. "Well, it's not really that. I didn't really have much time to think through the details, I kind of had more pressing issues to take care of."

He kissed the top of her head. "Maybe we should just head back to the ship."

Sam nodded against his chest. "Maybe that's best…"

Eduardo noticed her hesitation and pulled away enough to look down at her face. "What's wrong love?"

"What are we going to do? He's not going to stop. And now with the baby I'm just afraid…" She said, a tear falling down her cheek. She hadn't really felt like crying, but the tears came anyway. Damned hormones.

Eduardo cupped her face and planted a quick kiss on her lips. "We'll figure it out. I promise. Once the ship is repaired, we'll be sailing far away from here and won't have to worry about Alan for a while. We'll keep a sharp eye out for him in the meantime. And hopefully with time his fascination with you, like most of his brain cells, will die off."

She nodded. "I hope so."

"And in the mean while… we have some planning to do." Eduardo said, his smile showing off the dimples that made his handsome face even more attractive. Sam kissed him again, and the two headed back to the ship.