Barbarians Blood

Chapter 3

Once they stepped back onto the boat, Willow went straight to their room. She couldn't contain herself as she rummaged for a blank piece of paper and a pen. Once she found what she was looking for she sat down and began to write.

Dear Jacob,

I'm writing to you to let you know that I'm doing well. The last time we saw each other things were chaotic and we didn't have much time to catch up. I am still very upset that you had lost your job and had to move because of me. Oh and if you were wondering, yes he's still alive. I managed to get him to celebrate his crew's birthdays and we are working on holidays. He's a big party pooper when it comes to parties. And before I forget to tell you I thought you should know that I'm pregnant. Yeah... still not sure how I feel about it. Excited... Nervous... I didn't plan on this and neither did he, I'm six months along. Although he acts like it's no big deal I can tell he feels the same way as I do. Because we live on a boat I've been nauseous most of the time, so at night I don't sleep much. Because of this, I have noticed that when he sleeps it's restless. He also has the crew making sure that I'm well when I'm with one of them.

Yours truly,
Willow

She reread the letter once... twice... before folding it up and hunting for an envelope.

"Looking for something?" Sawyer asked.

Willow looked up and saw him standing in the doorway.

"Yeah, do you have any envelopes?" Willow asked.

"Yes, top drawer left side," Sawyer said," there should be three of them along with some candles and was and a stamp for the seals."

Willow opened the drawer that held what she needed. Pulling out an envelope, a candle, some wax, a metal spoon, and the stamp she finished the letter. Sawyer had walked over to her as she melted the wax and stamped it.

"I'll make sure it gets sent out tomorrow before we leave," Sawyer said," now it's late we should be getting some rest."

"Okay," Willow said with a yawn.

They walked over to the bed, got changed, and climbed under the covers. Falling into a dreamless sleep.

                            ***

The sound of men laughing and yelling woke Willow. Grumbling she turns over in the bed and moves closer to a sleeping Sawyer. He was snoring quietly, unaware of the loud noises outside. After about fifteen minutes of lying awake, Willow gave a huff and climbed out of bed. Walking over she saw that her letter was not where she had set it. Panicking she begins looking for it.

"Kitten, what are you doing?" Yawned Sawyer.

Looking up at him Willow saw him sitting up in the bed tiredly. "The letter I wrote yesterday, it's gone," Willow said. She was fighting the panic now.

"That's because I took it to the post office early this morning," Sawyer said getting out of the bed and stretching.

"You did, at what time?" Willow asked feeling the panic slowly recede.

"I told you I would make sure it was sent out before we left," Sawyer said now walking over to her," it was around five in the morning when I took it."

A sigh of relief escaped her mouth. She hadn't lost it then. Hugging Sawyer she thanks him. He hugs her back.

"We'll be leaving soon," Sawyer said.

"I know," Willow mumbled.

She pulled away from the hug and walked over to the closet pulling out some clothes to change into.

"So where are we going now?" Willow asked.

"The country of Rustaenia to a decent town called Smoothhill," Sawyer answered enthusiastically.

Willow had pulled a shirt halfway over her body and turned to look at him. "You don't sound too thrilled," Willow pointed out.

"I'm not, but Eleanor thinks it's a good idea to go back to her hometown," Sawyer said.

"Why?" Willow asked.

"You have three months left of your pregnancy," Sawyer said," she thinks it's best to stick to land until you have the baby and then maybe even a little longer afterwards."

"But is that a good idea?" Willow asked," after all you're wanted everywhere."

"Well I'll just have to make sure I don't look like the man in the fliers," Sawyer said.

Willow gave him a questioning look but didn't bother trying to get any more answers out of him. Finished getting dressed Willow makes her way to the deck. The sun was shining through the thick clouds. Chase, Dino, Eleanor, Violet, and Treasure were working to secure the sails. Walking over to them she asks," what are you guys doing?"

"Well there's a storm coming so we are just getting ready for it," Treasure said.

"A normal storm, not one of Sawyers?" Willow asked.

"Yep, we deal with them every now and then," Chase answered then added," well not sense you came along."

Willow walked over to Sawyer's chair and sat down. She would help, but Sawyer would have a hissy fit if he walked onto the deck and saw her helping them. It wasn't long before she began to doze off.

"Hello, Kitty," an all too familiar voice said close to Willow's ear.

With a jolt, Willow became alert and turned to see Thomas standing to her right. His lips were pulled into a smile that Willow knew meant she was in danger. Not even thinking Willow opened her mouth to scream for help, but Thomas was too fast. He placed one of his hands over her mouth causing her screams to be muffled. Grabbing her wrist Thomas pulled her to her feet. He spun her around so her back was now pressed against him. She saw that the others were in no better condition. Sawyer's father had them trapped in a giant bubble of water.

Panicking Willow began to squirm in Thomas's hold. His hold on her just tightened and he began to walk to the edge of the boat. She started clawing at his arms. The next thing Willow knew she was being thrown off the boat. 
The water closed over her head. Fighting to the surface she manages to gulp a mouth full of water trying to get some air before she was pulled under again. Her lungs began to hurt the longer she was underwater, but the more she tried to break the surface to get some air the more the water pulled her down.

No longer able to hold her breath Willow opened her mouth exhaling and taking more water in her mouth. But instead of drowning like she thought she would, she was able to breathe. Then she saw Sawyer standing on top of the water looking for her. Their eyes locked and he looked at her worried then with confusion. Why is he looking at me like that? Then she watched as the water moved away from him and he got closer to her. He reached out a hand and she managed to grab it. As soon as her hand locked with his he pulled her to him holding her tightly as they were shot out of the water like a rocket and landed safely back on the boat.