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Victoria decides to sleep in a little bit later than usual the next day. The first time she wakes up she stretches and finds Daniel's side empty and the bright sun of the early morning so she groans, turns around and falls back asleep. When she wakes the second time she actually gets up, showers and gets dressed in a combat suit, ready for the day ahead. They should reach Lemnos around midday but she wants to be prepared for anything, it's supposed to be smooth sailing but since when have things been easy for her? Victoria goes out and closes her eyes as she breathes in the salty air and feels the breeze on her face. She makes her way to the middle of the ship and half expects to find Daniel scaling the ropes or hanging upside down from the mast or something like that. Instead what she finds is Daniel fighting against Harry on the other side of the deck near the prow.

Anger instantly flows through her veins as well as fear. Without thinking it twice and eyes shinning yellow she flies towards them, her sword and dagger drawn. As Harry brings his sword down on Daniel's Victoria is there to block him.

She pushes Daniel out of the way as both her sword and dagger raise to meet steel. She pushes back forcefully causing Harry to stumble back eyes wide and hands shaking. Victoria grunts as she strikes against him, Harry barely has time to raise his sword and deflect the blow when Victoria attacks with the dagger. Harry manages to jump out of the way just in time but doesn't fight back he even lowers his sword but Victoria is in such a blind rage that she doesn't notice and keeps attacking.

"Don't you dare fucking touch him!" she yells as she deals blow after blow pushing Harry further and further back. Daniel calls her name but she doesn't hear him, she can't hear anything but her own blood pounding in her ears. Victoria swings at him with the sword, Harry is cornered so even though he steps back to avoid being hit, his back hits the railing and the sword slashes across his abdomen, he cries out in pain and lets go of the sword. Harry touches his stomach and it comes away bloody. He puts both hands on it, Victoria raises her sword and dagger, one aimed at his throat the other at his heart. She's fuming in front of him, pure power rolls off of her in thick waves, it scares the hell out of Harry. He can't look away from her. Victoria moves to end his life.

"I'm sorry" he whispers

Victoria stops, her sword half an inch from his throat. Harry sighs in relief thinking it's his apology thats stopped her but his eyes widen even more when he sees the metal of a knife flash against her neck.

"Lower the sword" Daniel says calmly, he's the one holding a knife at her throat, he has his other hand wrapped around her waist. Victoria is breathing heavily rage still coursing through her veins and it's not the steel against her throat or the soft trickle of her blood running down it that stops her, it's hearing her husbands voice so calm in her ear.

"Lower the sword" by now most if not all of the Lost Boys have gathered around them, some have their hands on their own swords, Mal, Ben, Evie and the others stand with them none of them draw a weapon. Uma stands behind them all, her face completely unreadable. Gill stands at the wheel watching in horror, his hands gripping the wheel so hard his knuckles are white and the wood groans under his strength.

Daniel tightens his hold on her stomach and gently pulls her back half a step, Victoria is tense against him but she doesn't fight.

"Lower your weapons" he repeats, this time the hand holding the dagger begins to drop, Victoria can actually hear again and manages to get some perspective of the situation, especially on the fact that Harry never once attacked her and is now standing weaponless and bleeding before her. Victoria lowers her dagger and sword and steps back into Daniels arms. She frowns and turns to look at Uma who stares at her, she looks back at Harry who looks like he could pass out any minute from fear. She realizes she gave him that fear, Harry is scared of her.