Disclaimer: I am tired of writing these and I doubt people are even reading them, so yes, I own everything. The entire world.
A/N: Still puttering around. Also, really, really short, (sorry) and this is a little bit of the back story between Killian and Rose.
Chapter 6
Rose
I swam and swam and it seemed like I was getting nowhere. But I had no choice but to keep on swimming. I didn't know any appearing or disappearing spells yet and I didn't want to die.
So I just kept on swimming.
At least the water was kind of warm. Sure, there were a couple of cold currents every now and then, but overall it was warm enough that I wasn't shivering any more. And it was sunny.
So, overall, not a bad day for a swim. It just wasn't a pleasant day for a four hour swim.
My arms were absolutely killing me and my legs were quaking. It was a good thing I was a natural floater, or else I would have long since been dead.
A loud roaring filled my ears and turned quickly, catching sight of the giant boat looming over me. I started swimming again with renewed vigor. If this boat caught up to me I would be run over.
"Man overboard!" Somebody yelled from up on deck and I nearly cried in relief.
"Grab onto the rope," A man directed. I swam to the rope that had been flung over the edge of the boat wrapped it around my waist before grabbing onto it and starting to pull myself up, my excitement making me forget my exhaustion.
"It's a girl!" A voice announced as rough hands pulled me over the lip of the boat. I stumbled, exhaustion making my legs weak, and much gentler hands caught me, cradled me against his chest. I let my head loll upwards, praying that I would not find myself in the grasp of someone worse than the ones I had escaped from.
Impossibly bright blue eyes peered down at me.