Chapter 9.

A few months had pased since Eleanor tried to badmouth Kidd and live on her own. Since the rape and the torture. Since the crew saved her life instead of abandonding her like she wanted them to, or rather expected them to do.

She healed.

She learned how to use a flintlock, an axe and a broad sword.

She knew a few shanties and she knew how to backhand a Kidd pirate before he cheated in poker.

She was the second cook on the ship and the woman that took care of the tattered clothes of the men.

She was the one that kept Kidd's bed warm and his balls empty.

She was the one carrying his child and currently drowning her sorrow in a bottle of rum, above the seagulls on the mast. The crew was under her feet, working around the cannons, cleaning or just chatting. It was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. She started it like any other, waking in Kidd's arms and stretching like a cat on his king sized bed. Making breakfast in the galley and chatting with Heat while he made his special granola for the morning.

She inspected the pantry and helped sorting supplies, noting everything down before Doc called her. She felt weird, had cravings like no other and her bleeds were late but then if she really was pregnant wouldn't she have morning sickness?

˝Not all women have them, some do some don't, you're the lucky one, no nausea for you lady˝- Doc said grinning. He was pulling on his braided beard, eyes shining at the idea of a new born. YAY. She spent the rest of the morning avoiding the males and finishing her chores as fast as she could. That wasn't anything new, they were used to it, probably she wanted to nap or do something else, they thought.

Nope, not drinking because she was pregnant.

The worst thing?

She didn't know if the child was Kidd's or of the rapists...

Kidd sat in his study grumbling to himself. Eleanor was acting strange and he dreaded to ask her. When the retrieved her from the island he thought she'd be his slave, to break, to fuck and what not. He didn't think the wretched female would get attached to him. Nor he to her.

With his lousy first fuck, with the buying, with that fucking torture.

He forgot to ask Doc if the managed to impregnate her, but then she didn't say anything so he fucking assumed that they didn't.

Knock, knock.

˝If you want to keep your fucking head on go away˝- Kidd yelled throwing a book at the door for measure.

˝Master I have to talk to you˝- Doc's voice came through the wood. Talk about fucking timming. Fuck.

˝Fuck get in˝- He was getting itchy fingers and that usually led to violence and a shit ton of blood. The old Doc came in smiling from ear to ear and didn't that make Kidd's balls shrivel a bit. Doc sat down and rubbed his figners.

˝I 've taken a bit od Eleanor's blood when she didn't look, don't ask how, and yours as well! Well when you came in yesterday with the gash on your leg˝- He was babbling out of excitment making Kidd breathe harder. He would never admit, but panic crept on him like a dirty cockroach.

˝DOC. FUCKING SAY IT˝

˝ELEANOR IS HAVING YOUR KID MASTER KIDD!˝- Doc shouted and sprang out of the chair with his hands in the air like some fucked up saint.

˝WAIT . IT'S NOT FROM THE RAPISTS?˝- Kidd shouted along with Doc. He felt his breathing ease. It was his. Fuck it was his.

Eleanor threw an empty rum bottle from the mast and slowly climbed down. She drank to slowly and it didn't affect her at all. Maybe she just got used to it. Might as well get some food and go tell Kidd. Watch him flip his shit and probably throw her in shackles again, starve her until she misscarries.

Oh JOY.

Might as well eat a lot then.

Kidd didn't know what he was feeling or what he was shouting but he pushed past crew members. He flipped of Killer, shouted at Wire for looking at him and threw Heat's apple from the ship's window and ignored the curses fired at him.

Where was the damned wench?!

He found her. In the galley. Stuffing her face.

Kidd stood in the door way, brows knitted together , un sure how to approach the female who was currently enjoying the food and what looked like a mug of wine. Healthy fuck yeah.

˝Eleanor˝- The only time he voiced her name was when he came inside of her, staring directly into her eyes when her hair formed a blood red halo on his pillow. In whatever position they'd start he'd always finish with her under him, locked under his body.

Kidd watched Eleanor's body stiffen as she swallowed hard and lied her fork on the table. Instantly alert. The crew rna out of the galley, foreboding something ugly. It wasn't rare for them to have verbal sparrings that were close to a thunder storm. Both pridefull and arrogant it seemed.

˝Y-yeah?˝ - He sat next to her and watched the sky from the round windows in the galley. Unlike many ships he choose this one because the galley was as sea level, meaning you could eat and actually see something from the outside and not be closed like a rat.

˝I know you're pregnant.˝- He stopped and waited for her reaction. She shut her eyes and cursed. It was actually ... cute ˝It's mine˝

˝WHAT?˝- Instantly snapping her eyes open she jumped out of her seat and almost fell over.

˝It's mine, Doc ran some blood tests behind our backs, that senile fuck˝

˝Oh... okay˝- She continued to eat, shoulders at ease, eyes no longer with that deadly set of fear in the corners.

˝Why are you suddendly so calm˝- Kidd was irritated. This woman made no fucking sense. From a caught deer to a completely passive clam. In one fucking second.

˝I thought it was from the rape and I thought you'd chain me until I miscarry it˝

˝Even if it was I wouldn't do that bitch˝- Eleanor shrugged her shoulders.

˝Not like you never did that before˝

˝Doesn't mean that I would ever do that again, listen idiot do you want to keep it or not?˝

˝Yeah it's yours˝

˝What's that supposed to mean IT'S MINE?˝- Kidd was confused but he felt something jump in his chest. Blood pressure, the waves hitting the ship probably.

˝I'll keep it because it's yours, because in this sick, fucked up situation I actually like you even though I fear you still, but that's with all men. It's just the way it is now˝- Kidd was silent after Eleanor confesed. Sort of. She liked him?

Images of them embracing eachother in his bed, holding hands on deck or her sitting on his lap while he worked, flooded his vision. So yeah they spent some time toghether so...

˝I'm hard to love Eleanor˝- Kidd said after a few moments. He never once in his lifetime imagined saying „love" to anyone.

˝Love and life are hard. Treat our child better than me and I'll be okay˝- Something in the way she spoke, humble yet with that pride of hers made him laugh. She played like a church mouse but in reality she was the hardest rock to crack from the entire crew. Not even torture, chains nor wounds could kill her.

˝I hope the child gets your will, fuck woman˝- Kidd sighed and heard Eleanor giggle. He eyed her and widened his eyes. She was rubbing her belly with a small smile. ˝Oi woman˝

˝I hope it's a boy˝- She said lifting her gaze to his and Kidd growled.

˝It better be I made it!˝- Kidd banged his fist on the table making Eleanor jump. His eyes widened in shock at the fear in her eyes. Their journey to Raftel began months ago, but his journey to loving her barely started.

The End

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