I know this is now zooming forward a lot but I'm afraid I've all ready written a story about Grace's first voyage, so I figured I'll move on to after they get home.
"So what are you gonna do now?" asks Jim as he and Grace stand in the Benbow's kitchen together washing up the dirty dishes.
"Well I don't really know. If I can I'll continue working on the Legacy but I'll need to find other work in-between the times we're not sailing."
"You know, you could always try here."
"Yeah you think your Mom would like to have me work here?"
"Are you kidding me, Grace my Mom absolutely loves you, treats you like her own daughter."
"Well if it's no trouble to anyone I'll work here."
"Ah don't worry you'll do a great job here, despite your washing up skills."
"Oi" says Grace as she playfully flicks soap suds into Jim's hair.
"Ahh, Grace." Jim shouts flicking more soap studs back at her.
Grace giggles and says something in an unknown language (she recently discovered that this annoys the hell out of Jim.) At that moment pandemonium brakes lose as the two of them begin the greatest soap fight ever know on Montressor. Only to be called off when Sarah wonders into the kitchen and does the best "James Pleiades Hawkins" yelling known in Sarah's history.