Title - Written By The Victors
Chapter title - The Pirate Haven.
Author - OblivionsGarden
Genre - Romance/Adventure/Friendship/Drama
Disclaimer - I do not own the Uncharted Series in anyway shape or form. I only own the plot points surrounding my oc's, not recognized from the games. For this chapter I own, Penny Kingsley.
Chapter Word Count - 2854 words.

A/n - Thank you to everyone who has left a review so far, you're the best!

Please leave a review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoy, xx (:

Penny lightly shook Sam's arm, his grip around her too tight for her to move. She managed to reach up to his face but hesitated. He looked so peaceful, his eyes were closed in sleep, lips slightly parted and some of his hair had fallen from it's usual pushed back manner. As lightly as she could she ran her fingers through his hair, returning it to normal although she had to admit she liked the unkempt look. She pressed her palm to his cheek, her thumb caressing his skin. He stirred a little, lips twitching into a smile but he only sighed and tightened his grip on her.

She wanted to stay there, let him sleep but she knew they needed to get moving, to find Nate. Before she called his name however she let her hand move to his jaw, her thumb now tracing his lower lip. She knew she shouldn't but she just couldn't help herself. Sam was older than her, weathered by the Panamanian sun and rough in certain places but his lips were so soft beneath her digit. She wondered for a moment how they might feel against her own, on her neck, leaving kisses down her chest moving further south until-

"What a way to wake up." Sam mumbled, startling Penny into snatching her hand away. "Didn't I already tell you I don't bite."

"Yeah... Unless I'm into it." Penny laughed nervously, unable to move from Sam's grip as his eyes finally drifted open to look at her.

"Are you?"

"Sam-"

"Are you into it?"

"Samuel Drake, you've got to let me go." She wiggled in his grasp but he was much stronger than her and she honestly wasn't really trying.

"Calling me by my full name doesn't make me want to let you go, honey."

Penny balked. He'd called her alot of nicknames before, playful flirty nicknames and names that poked fun at her height. But 'honey' was different. 'Honey' could be considered affectionate.

"I have to pee." She blurted and Sam guffawed at the outburst, but released his hold on her.

Penny scrambled down from the crevice they'd slept in and found her way to a fairly hidden section of the beach behind some rocks. She grumbled to herself about losing her dignity and once she'd finished she returned.

"I'm all do- Holy shit! I'm sorry! Sorry!"

She turned back around, hands clasped over her eyes and cheeks flaming red. Sam had been doing his own business against to side of the cliff. Luckily, he'd had his back to her and she hadn't actually seen anything but even so, she felt like she'd invaded upon his privacy.

"I'm finished, doll." He called and she meekly turned back to face him, uttering another apology. "Just knock next time, would ya?" Sam laughed.

"On what? The sand?" She sighed. "Let's just... Move along. And try and find Nate.

As Sam and Penny walked through the wildlife, they made idle conversation with each other, plucking random topics out of thin air.

"So, I know you said your parents were kinda stuffy on the whole dating thing, but surely there must have been someone you at least had a crush on." Sam asked.

"Of course, everyone gets crushes."

"Tell me about him." Sam grinned at Penny's reluctance. "C'mon, what was his name? Did he play football?"

"God you sound like half the girls I went to school with." She laughed, shaking her head when he cocked his hip and fluttered his eyelashes. "His name was Oliver."

"Orphan? Just wanted some more?"

"Ha! So funny." She rolled her eyes as he held back a patch of overgrown branches for her to pass through. "He was kinda one of the bad kids. Always fighting, hardly turned up for lessons, talked back to teachers... You know the type, I'm sure."

"What's that mean?" Sam puffed out his chest and folded his arms. "You tryin' to accuse me of something?"

"Please, like you were the a star pupil." She giggled, swatting his chest.

"I get it, every one loves a bad boy." Sam teased. "So, why didn't you date him. In secret, your parents didn't need to know."

"Because I was the a star student." She shrugged. "Always was."

"Nerd."

"Shut up."

Penny asked Sam about his and Nate's childhood. He told her about the orphanage and his mother, he skipped over his father and told her of how they came to be the Drakes instead of the Morgans. He told her about their travels and their work right up until Panama.

"What was it like?" She asked in a small voice. "In Panama?" Sam didn't answer and she honestly hadn't expected him to. "Sorry." She moved to place a hand on his forearm, giving it a gentle squeeze, noticing that Sam let his eyes drift shut with the contact. "So... You had a motorbike? That's pretty bad ass, Sam."

"See, I told you. You love a bad boy." Sam pulled out a cigarette with shaky hands.

"Let's see... Running from an orphanage with little brother in tow, fake names, motorbike, breaking and entering, theft, jail stints, a tattoo, sorry, two tattoos and a nicotine addiction... You're a leather jacket away from being the perfect bad boy."

"Ha!" He flipped open his lighter as he eyed her. "I don't do leather. Besides my denim one is fine."

She saw his hands shaking as he tried to light his cigarette. She took the lighter from his hands, lighting it for him with a soft smile.

"Thanks." His voice came out in a low whisper that Penny could barely handle.

"How are they still dry?"

"They're a little damp. But they'll do."

He held the cigarette out to her but she never got to take it as they heard talking coming their way. They pressed themselves tights against the rock face as three Shoreliners strode past, muttering about getting paid.

"C'mon, let's head that way. We'll steer clear of them for-"

Sam was cut off as Penny pushed him to the side, launching herself at the straggling merc who was about to pull his gun on Sam. She landed a few punches before she managed to knock him out. She took his gun from him, tossing it to Sam before grabbing one of his legs.

"Help me hide him. We don't need the rest of them finding us when we only have one gun between us."

"Nice take down." Sam smirked, grabbing his other leg and dragging him out of sight. "It's pretty hot y'know? Seeing you get angry."

"Do you ever stop?"

"Nope."

"How's your head?" Sam asked as they slowed their pace a little.

"It aches but I'll be good."

Penny lightly ran her fingers across the wound that she had managed to clean at a stream they had passed. She knew the water wouldn't be the best thing for it but it would have to do until they got somewhere with something sterile. As they approached a cliff edge, she sighed looking out at the view.

"Wish I still had Betty."

"Who the hell is Betty?" Sam frowned before a flash of recognition crossed his face. "Your camera?" Penny nodded with a smile. "Why Betty?"

She shrugged, jumping when they heard crashing just at the edge of the cliff. Sam gestured for her to wait, hidden in the overgrowth. He edged forward, gun drawn. From her place Penny couldn't see what was happening but she heard two sighs.

"I nearly shot your head off." Sam spoke, stepping back a little so he could see Penny and beckon her over. "It's Nathan."

"Sam, Penny... You're okay." Nate sighed in relief as he took a seat on a large rock.

"Yeah. Nothing we can't walk away from. Right?" Sam turned to Penny who nodded. "It's good to see you're alive, little brother."

"You alright Nate?" Penny asked and he nodded as Sam stepped back again.

"C'mon, we got a treasure to find."

Penny began wondering as Sam and Nate began arguing again. She understood Nathan's frustration but she could also see Sam's side. And beside, she'd be damned if she came this far to just give up.

She leant her hand on a huge boulder covered in vines, wishing that she had something to drink. When her fingertips brushed over something carved she frowned and pulled back some of the leaves.

"Well, shit." She muttured, glancing over her shoulder when she realized the argument had died down. "You seeing this?" The joined her, Nate brushing off the carved sigil.

"You still wanna go home?" Sam uttered, a smug expression on his face.

Penny longed to take a photo of the sigil and she knew that if they found what she hoped they were about to find, she'd kick herself for not having a spare camera in her pocket.

She practically skipped after the boys, excitement bubbling up in her chest. They found an almost crumbled wall with a practically destroyed house which they jumped through the roof of and crawled their way through.

"That's a good squat you've got there." Sam laughed as he followed behind Penny.

"Funny you should say that. I got a picture of your good squat when you were lifting that door on the other island." Sam's smile dropped as Nathan guffawed.

"I see you've opened up." He teased.

"Something about travelling the world, fighting an army and getting marooned with the same two guys that cements a friendship, y'know? When you're worrying about getting shot, you don't have time to worry about embarrassing yourself."

They found their way to a wall with a hole high up. Nate pushed a crate down from a ledge and Sam was quick to jump up first.

"You're gonna wanna see this." He called back and Nate was quick to follow him up.

Penny tried to follow but given that she was a good foot shorter than either Drake brother, even with the crate she still couldn't reach the ledge. She waited for one of them to come and help her but instead she could hear them talking and Sam laughing.

"Hey, guys!" She called up. "Could we please keep in mind that one of us is only five foot one!" Both brothers appeared at the ledge, smiling down at her. Sam knelt reaching down so she could jump and take his hand.

"Sorry Smurfette, you're kinda hard to spot down there." He chuckled once he had pulled her up.

"Alright, enough with the short jokes you... You big fucking tree."

She fought the urge to smile at the brothers loud laughter but as she finally lifted her gaze and saw Libertalia, her jaw went slack.

"You catching flies now?" Sam smiled, draping his arm over her shoulders. "Libertalia... Pretty cool huh?"

"Pretty cool?" She scoffed. "Beats El Dorado." She looked pointedly at Nathan who shook his head. "Damn, I wish I had my camera." She pouted as they made their way down to the ground to explore.

"I mean I'm speechless." Sam laughed to himself as her dropped to the lower lever. "Holy god damn shit Nathan!" He shouted and Penny grinned at his child like excitement.

She headed into the first building she saw, wrinkling her nose at the smell of damp moss and mold. She then followed the boys into the Blacksmith's stopping to look at the hanging horseshoes. She saw Nate pick up a sword out of the corner of her eye and when she turned her head fully, Sam jumped out on his brother, his own sword in hand.

"Avast, you dirty dog!" He yelled as the blade fell from the handle.

She smiled to herself and somewhere in the back of her mind she could hear Sully laughing at her.

"You're so far gone it's goddamn ridiculous, kid." His voice echoed around her brain and she tried to shake him out, instead heading off in a different direction as she thought about Sam and her feelings towards him.

She found herself in another house, climbing her way up to the the highest floor and onto a balcony. She was wary at first, wondering how safe the wooden structure was but it held her weight without even a creak. She took a second to look down at the town below her, spotting Sam and Nate having a conversation in the building across from her, tankards in hand.

Sam, she decided, looked best in the sunlight. Especially the Libertalia sun. He had a smile on his face as he laughed at something Nate said and a glint in his eyes, his skin looked warm and his arms inviting. With a deep breath, she called his name and he whipped his head around to look for her back on the ground.

"Up here!" She calls again and he finally spots her waving to him.

Sam thought that Penny's smile was the sun itself. Bright and happy as she called his name which sounded so good in her tone and accent. Her voice, even shouting was softer than most. Her eyes held so much warmth and he began to understand those sappy chick flick novels where the protagonist rambles about getting lost or drowning within their significant others eyes.

"What's up, princess?"

"Come up here, I want to show you something."

He glanced at his brother who shrugged and continued to explore. Sam obliged her, finding his way to the building and onto her level. He was confused when she was just standing on the balcony looking out over the town.

"What did you wanna show me?" Sam felt almost bashful in the dimly lit, silent room behind her. He could sense that there was something different around her.

"C'mere." She patted the railing beside her and with his hands deep in his pockets he did as instructed. "Do you remember the conversation we had when we were looking in the tower that turned out to be a bust?"

"Which? We had a few." He frowned, leaning his hip against the railing as he stared down at her.

"You asked me if I'd ever kissed anyone." She prompted and Sam nodded with a smirk. "You remember the offer you made?"

"I said if you wanted to practice, I was your man." Sam's head was swimming, hoping she was bringing it up for a reason.

"Well... Samuel." She stressed the name with a smirk, turning to face him. "If the offer is still on the table, where better to have my first kiss than paradise?"

Sam let out a breathy laugh as she stood toe to toe with him. Here was this short woman, who had been so shy around him when they first met. Blushing if he looked at her for too long, and getting embarrassed when he called her pet names. Here she was staring straight at him asking for a kiss. Asking for him to be her first kiss. He'd be a fool to say no.

He placed a hand on her hip, pulling her close to him and she instinctively placed her hands flat on his chest. He ran a finger along her jawline, letting his hand come to rest there, feeling her erratic pulse beneath his palm. He had to bend but as he did, she tilted her head and raised on her tip toes letting her hands on his chest steady her. Finally, his lips met hers and their eyes fluttered closed.

Penny confirmed with herself that his lips were just as soft as she thought they would be. Soft, warm and firm. He tasted of his cigarettes and something else that was so intoxicatingly... Sam. She couldn't think of another word to describe it as his lips moved against hers. She also made a mental note that the feeling of fireworks everyone always talked about was an understatement. She felt like shoreliners were stationed in her stomach, throwing about the dynamite. She felt blissful.

Sam couldn't think straight. His mind was jumping from one observation to the next. Her hands were gripping his shirt, her pulse was jumping, his pulse was jumping, her lips were so soft and gentle like he'd imagined, his hand on her waist was gripping her too tight, he might be hurting her but her couldn't let her go. He didn't want to let her go. He wanted to stay there, in that embrace on that balcony until the world ended.

Breathing being a necessity, they eventually pulled apart, lips swollen and cheeks flushed. Her hands still gripped his shirt, his grip on her hip didn't loosen and he could still feel her heart rate, gradually slowing down.

"I, uh... I..." Sam couldn't form a word, let alone a sentence and Penny chuckled at this usually so together and cocky mans lack of coherence.

"Yeah. I get what you mean." She smiled, giddy.

"We should, probably catch up to Nathan."

"Yeah."

After a few more moments of just smiling at each other like lovesick school children, they climbed their way down to Nathan who had found a way to another part of the town.