Thank you once again for the reviews and to those who have put this into their favourite stories. Let's find out what happened to Lights.

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SS Medic, 1900

Murdoch couldn't believe his ears; Lights had actually confessed to the police officers that he was involved in the prank. He thought for sure that Lights would be dismissed for this and that his career as an officer would be over.

"Eyewitnesses report seeing you with four other men. So what are the names of your accomplices?" a policeman approached Lights, with a clipboard and pen, ready to write the names down.

"I don't know, sir. But even if I did I wouldn't say" Lights said calmly.

"Lights don't dig a hole you won't be able to climb out off, tell them who helped you" Murdoch said trying to help his friend face as minor punishment as possible.

"No William. I may be many things but I am not a grass and I refuse to say who helped me" Lights stretch both his arms out, putting his wrists together "I suppose you'll want to take me to the cells"

"Not today, Mr Lightoller. But I must express the seriousness of what you have done; you will be reprimanded for your actions and passed over for promotion" Captain Ranson said sternly "Now go prepare for today's journey to England, I think the Australians have had enough of you to last a lifetime"

"Yes, sir" Lights said before quickly walking out of the bridge, pushing Murdoch out with him.

Lights and Murdoch entered an empty corridor, Lights leaned his back against the wall, releasing a deep sigh "Bloody hell, I thought my ticker would stop for a minute there" Lights put his hand over his heart.

"You've got to be the stupidest, luckiest bugger, I know. To do all that and only get a slap on the wrist" Murdoch chuckled.

"Well who would want to get rid of this?" Lights gestured to himself.

Murdoch shrugged, put his arm round Lights shoulder and started walking down the corridor "Well I'd imagine the citizens of Sydney are probably in a bit of a hurry to get shot of all this" Murdoch gestured at Lights.

They both entered the cargo bay, both carrying torches; they checked the cargo and looked for stowaways. After finding nothing amiss, they decided to go to the mess hall to get some tea, when they arrived the crewmen who were in there immediately stared at Lights obviously still amazed that he still had a job.

"Come on, boys. I know I'm pretty but there's no need to stare" Lights said causing Murdoch to chuckle.

The two men sat at a table, after getting a cup of tea, Lights looked around noticing that the crew was still looking at him and whispering about him.

Lights sighed "That's it" he placed his tea on the table, got up and walked towards a table of sailors.

"Lights don't" Murdoch warned but it was too late as Lights had already reached the sailors. Murdoch sighed as he took a mouthful of his tea, waiting for the shouting to begin but instead he heard laughter. "What happened? I thought you went over there to smack them one" Murdoch stated as Lights sat back down.

"Smack them? Shut up, you tart" Lights laughed "It only turns out they wanted my autograph, apparently they all thought it was a good laugh cause you see unlike you some people appreciate my jokes"

"And unlike you some people have a little thing called respect" Murdoch laughed, looking at his watch "I better go see to the passengers, you stay here and keep out of trouble, or in your case as little trouble as possible"

"I'll be as good as gold, William. You can count on me, go on, you don't want to be late. I'll be here when you get back"

"That almost makes me want to take a double shift" Murdoch joked.

"You're lucky your my best friend otherwise I'd chin you" Lights said.

"Your best friend? I'm your only friend or at least I'm the only person who can withstand the pleasure of your company for more than three seconds" Murdoch said before quickly exiting the mess hall.

Lights quickly stood up and ran to lean out the doorway "You saucy git, I'll get you for that" Lights shouted, so Murdoch could hear him, he re-entered the mess hall laughing.

Lights sat there, twiddling his thumbs, waiting for Murdoch to return. He watched members of the crew come and go, he never realised before but without Murdoch this job was no fun, especially as he wasn't allowed to go near passengers after his little prank. After his fifth cup of tea, Murdoch returned through the door, which made Lights feel relief that he didn't have to be bored for another moment.

"How were the passengers?" Lights asked as Murdoch sat down.

"You wouldn't believe it. Some of the passengers are in a right hump" Murdoch shook his head.

"Really? What about?" Lights asked interested.

"Well, it turns out that some wally only decided to load a cannon with gunpowder, which blew out every window in the harbour and practically gave everyone living there a heart attack"Murdoch said laughing.

"You ought to watch yourself, William. Any sharper and you'll cut yourself" Lights said trying to keep a straight face before laughing his head off. "You must admit, William, it was funny"

"I'm not going to say anything to encourage you" Murdoch said "Besides it wouldn't have been funny if you had lost your job"

"It wouldn't have been the first time that I've been potless; in 1896 I left the sea in search for gold in Yukon but didn't find anything, so I became a cowboy in Canada before making my way back to England on a cattle boat. I had absolutely no money when I returned home" Lights explained.

Murdoch laughed "You were a cowboy?"

"Yeah, I had a horse and everything" Lights said as the two friends laughed before venturing up to the bridge to start their watch.

So this is the last chapter onboard the SS Medic, hope you enjoyed the ride. Until next time.