Episode 6.11/6.12 - Revenge

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Chapter One-

"Today's the day," he said quietly. She nodded.

"I know."

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Are you?" He nodded.

"So am I."

"Mike, we're running late already!" Called Kelly.

"I know, I just can't find my socks!" Exclaimed Mike. Kelly sighed, knowing if she walked up the stairs to the bedroom she and Mike shared, he'd find them. She headed for the staircase, and laid a hand on the railing.

"Wait! I found them," he called down. Kelly shook her head, then returned to waiting in the loungeroom. She hated being late for work. She heard him come thundering down the stairs.

"Are you ready now?" She asked tersely.

"Yes. No, wait, I forgot my bag," Said Mike distractedly.

"Come on Mike! This is ridiculous!" Exclaimed Kelly.

"It's okay, don't worry," said Mike, running back up the stairs. Kelly flopped back on the lounge, frustrated. Mike returned, and this time, he was grinning like an idiot.

"What are you smiling about?" Snapped Kelly.

"Just calm down for a moment. Our sailing orders were delayed this morning as a favour to me from Maxine," started Mike.

"And you didn't think to tell me sooner?" Grumbled Kelly.

"This is much, much more important," emphasised Mike. He produced a tiny velvet box from his front pocket, and bent down on one knee.

"Kelly Martin, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?" He asked, snapping open the little box. A tiny silver ring was tucked inside, a glittering diamond in the centre flanked by two smaller ones. Kelly gasped, and put a hand on her chest.

"Mike, are you sure?" Asked Kelly breathlessly.

"Of course I'm sure!" Exclaimed Mike.

"Then yes. I'll marry you Mike Flynn." Mike stood up, put the ring on her finger, and then embraced her tightly.

"You've made me a very happy man today," he whispered before putting his lips to hers. She smiled into the kiss, still feeling her heart skip a beat as the man she loved held her tightly. He let go after a few minutes, glancing at his watch.

"And now we need to go, or we will be late."

After a month's leave, Nikki was still quiet. Too quiet for Kate's liking, but she was attending therapy every time they returned to shore, and the therapist said she was making great improvements. Kate just missed the old, fiery Nikki, the one that was willing to take on nearly anything for the challenge. Now she seemed defeated and weary, and Kate wondered how much losing the baby had to do with her new personality. Her suspicions were confirmed when Nikki left the bridge abruptly, wiping her eyes furiously.

"Dutchy, can you take the bridge please?" Asked Kate quietly. He nodded, and Kate set out after Nikki. She found her in a quiet corridor, body shaking with suppressed sobs.

"Nikki, I had no idea it was this bad," said Kate quietly. Nikki slid to the floor and cried into her knees. Kate sat next to her, and put an arm around Nikki.

"He said he wanted it too, and then the doctor said the baby had died," sobbed Nikki.

"Oh Nik, I'm so sorry," said Kate remorsefully. As Nikki started to become hysterical, she felt her nauseated stomach do a flip, and she knew she was going to be sick. She pushed away from Kate, and stumbled down the hallway to her cabin, and flung the door open to her bathroom, barely making it in time. Kate held back Nikki's hair as she threw up.

"Nik, why didn't you tell me it was this bad?" Asked Kate. Nikki flushed the toilet and rinsed her mouth.

"Because you would have made me stay on the shore, and I can't handle being alone," said Nikki, tears still falling down her face.

"Well, you can't continue like this. I'm going to see Flash, get you a mild sedative, and I want you to rest. Dutchy and I will deal with your duty shifts, alright?" Assured Kate. Nikki nodded, and Kate left her. She found Liam after a few minutes.

"Flash, have you got a mild sedative or something on board?" Asked Kate. Liam nodded.

"I do. Who's the patient?" He asked.

"Lieutenant Caetano." Liam knew her current medical history, and didn't hesitate in handing the sleeping pill over to Kate.

"How bad did it get this time?" Asked Liam quietly.

"This has happened before?" Asked Kate. Liam nodded.

"I've been over to Jono's place at least three times this past week to deal with a hysterical Nikki," explained Liam.

"Bad enough for her to start throwing up," replied Kate.

"So the hysteria is getting worse," surmised Liam. Kate shrugged her shoulders.

"See how she is after this tablet," replied Kate.

"We'll see," answered Liam. Kate took the tablet back to Nikki, and after she swallowed it, made sure she was comfortable. As she drifted off to sleep, Nikki's face looked like it was twisted in pain, and for a fleeting moment, Kate wondered if there was something more going on.

"Please Pete? I'm bored," pleaded Bec.

"And you're eight and a half months pregnant. Leo would kill me if you had your baby out in the middle of the ocean," replied Pete.

"We don't have to go far. I just feel like I'm trapped in this house, and the Apricari looks so nice to sail on. Please Pete?" Begged Bec. Pete sighed.

"Only a small trip. A quick spin just out past the harbour, and back again. If you feel anything, you have to let me know, okay?" Responded Pete. Bec nodded.

"Of course!" She pushed herself up out of her chair, and rubbed her aching back before grabbing her bag. The drive to the harbour was quick, and soon Bec found herself enjoying the salty fresh air as they walked down the dock. The Apricari was docked right at the end, and Bec still marvelled at the beautiful boat.

"You sure you're okay?" Asked Pete.

"I'm fine. Please, can we just go out?" Asked Bec. Pete nodded, and they clambered aboard. Pete took the controls, and Bec sat out on the deck, enjoying the breeze. Within minutes, they were out past the point, and close to open waters.

"Feel better now?" Asked Pete. Bec nodded.

"Can we head home now?" He asked.

"Yes. Thanks Pete," answered Bec. As Pete prepared to turn the boat around, the engine gave an ominous splutter and died.

"What?" Exclaimed Pete. He tried to kick the engine over again, and then opened the trap door to check it. A note lay on top, and he picked it up.

Payback. Enjoy.

"Bec, try the radio, see if you can get someone out to help us," said Pete, fiddling with the engine. Bec joined him in the helm area, and pulled the radio towards her. No static, no noise, not a sound emanated from the box.

"Pete, the radio's gone as well," said Bec.

"EPIRB. There's one on here," replied Pete. He pulled himself away from the engine, and found the floating device he was looking for. As he flipped on the switch, he realised it had been tampered with just like the EPIRB that the SAREx team had tried to activate nearly three months ago. He swore at it, and tossed it across the deck.

"What is it?" asked Bec.

"We're sunk. No food, no communications, the EPIRB is broken, and the engines are shot. We're screwed," said Pete vehemently. As Bec felt a trickle of water down her leg, she realised they were in a world more trouble than she realised. A sharp contraction shot through her, and she gritted her teeth trying to cover it up. As the pain intensified, she couldn't keep quiet anymore. She let out a low moan, and Pete picked up on her changed mood straight away.

"Bec? What is it?" Asked Pete, crossing the deck to join her. Bec let out a breath slowly, trying to control the pain. After a few moments, the pain had subsided enough for her to speak.

"Pete, I think I'm in labour."