JJs POV
We've been all over this stupid fucking ship looking for Willow, Emmy and Sarah. The only person we found was Cleo, of all people to be here, our old pal from the Bahamas just so happens to be doing a leg on the same ship we end up on. I'm actually happy about it, she's down to help us find the girls so now we have a plan to overtake the ship.
Pope and Cleo are going to take the bridge and have the Captain announce for everyone to meet in the forward hull, then Kie is going to lock the crewmates in once they're all in there. After that, John B and I find the girls, while Pope, Cleo and Kie deal with getting the cross to the lifeboat where John B, the girls and I will be waiting.
Sounds like a solid plan, of course it is, it's my plan after all.
"Attention, all passengers, all crew, report to the tween forward hull. That's an order." A males voice rings out across the boat.
I smile and look back at John B and Kie, "Go time."
John B pulls the grate off the side of the wall in the container, we all file out, "Split up, meet where the life boat is after doing your tasks."
"Lets roll." I skip off towards the cabins area.
John B takes off for the area I had spotted Sarah earlier on when she was arguing with Ward, which totally threw me for a loop until Pope had walked up with Cleo.
"Come on, Princess, where are you?" I mutter, clicking open a door at the end of the hallway, my eyes land on Willow, "Fuck, baby." I scoop her unconscious body in my arms, while wildly looking around for Emmy.
I don't see a trace of her. No car seat, toys, diapers, her bags, nothing.
Where the fuck is my daughter?
"Willow," I kiss her forehead, "Wake up, baby, wake up." I lightly shake her, taking steps towards the door, not knowing what to do.
Where could Emmy be if she's not with Willow? Rafe wouldn't kill a baby would he? Is he that psychotic?
My heart hurts when I take off running with Willow when I hear people fighting close by, I have to get her somewhere safe, then I can go back and look for my little Princess.
I run through a darkly lit room, red cascading along the walls from the red hued bulbs above me, the sound of metal clanks beside me, then Willow and I are on the ground. I groan and pull her into me while I roll over.
"Its the same old shit," Rafe swings a long gaff in the air, "Pogues stealing shit from us. Stealing gold, my girls, you know, I can't.." He whistles lowly, "I'm not gonna let that happen." He swings the gaff down towards me, but I'm quick to kick him in the knee, sending him to the ground, giving me time to jump to my feet and grab Willow.
My legs push me to run again, normally I'd be down to fight this dumb fucker, but not when I've got Willow passed out in my arms and my daughters missing. I can hear him behind me while I climb a ladder with one hand, grunting from the weight of Willow and the metal being slippery from the condensation in the hot room.
"Where you going, huh?" Rafe yells, he falls back when a fire blows out of the engine, almost scorching his face.
I fling us out of the room and slam the door shut, locking him inside. Fuck that was close.
"Willow." I continue to run, finding my way through the ship, the sound of my little Princess' cry makes my feet faulter, I wildly look around, realizing I'm on the wrong side of the ship for the life boat.
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