Killian /Hook's POV-
I was holding her then she gasped and screamed in pain. I looked at her and her eyes went completely white. I quickly put her down and a bed.
"You!" I shout to the boy who just walked in.
"Yeah?" he says.
"Undress her! Quickly!" he looks at me weirdly. Then he sees her and his eyes widen.
He quickly but carefully undresses her. He starts with her weapons belt. I made her that. Then he carefully takes off her cloak. I gave her that. Then he takes off her clothes. He boots and socks were first to go. Then he carefully takes off her pants. Bloody Pan, he made her a salad. James then slowly tears the shirt Carter was wearing and takes off all her bandages. We then get to work on fixing her up.
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We sit in silence as I watch her, she's breathing slowly but it seems to hurt her. I know that she'll need time to heal, but we have to get her cleaned.
"James?" I ask the boy. While we were taking care of Carter's wounds, he told me his name.
"Yes Hook?"
"Take Carter to the bathtub and wash her." I said.
"Umm... I don't want to see her naked, she wouldn't want that..." he says.
"Very well then, you will wear a blind fold and I'll tell you what to do, hmm?"
"Umm, I guess."
"Great! Now let's get her washed." He slowly picks her up and follows me to the bathtub.
I unbandage Carter and carefully place her in the tub. I then grab a cloth and hand it to James.
"Aye, be careful, she still could wake up and be in extra pain." I warn him.
He nods his head and puts the blidfold on. I direct him as he begins to wash her chest.
She may be older, and look way younger, but she will always be the loveliest lass to set foot on this here boat.
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Carter's POV.-
I open my eyes and slowly get up.
"Agh" I gasp as pain shoots up. A tear falls from my eye.
"No!" I whisper harshly to myself. "Don't cry! Weaklings cry!"
I wipe a way tears and take a deep breath in. I get up from the cot I was laying in and look into the mirror to the side of me.
I'm wearing a silk, long sleeved blouse that's white and is below my shoulders. It has black silk strips that wrap around part of it and a big bright pink rose nest to my right arm. With that I have black skinny jeans with tears on the thighs. My hair is in a braid and tied with a black bow at the bottom of it. I grab boots that are nest to the bed and put them on over the black socks that were put on my feet. I then grab my cloak and weapon belt from a chair next to the cot, put them on and slowly head up to deck.
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"Carter, you should be resting, go back down." James says with sympathetic eyes as I walk over to them.
"No, I'm fine." I say.
"Listen to the boy lass, you're hurt. You shouldn't be up." Killian says standing.
"I said I'm fine!" I raise my voice. They both take a step back as I sit in a chair between their chairs. I wince at the sound of my voice being so harsh.
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