Now it was Teague who swore. "Is she dead?" He asked.

"No, an' watch yer language." Soracha joked, even though she knew this wasn't really the right time for jests. She pulled out a smaller knife from her pocket and cut the cloth around the wound area. Cleaning it with the fabric so she could find the bullet hole.

She shook her head, shoving the fabric into a sort of bandage before picking her up. "We need to get back to the ship, all of my supplies are there."

Edward gave a nod, picking up his pace as he reached into his pocket to get his flask. Only to be stopped mid drink.

"Save it, we're all out."

"An' ye need it to clean with"..

"Yes."

They soon reached the Troubadour and Soracha scurried down to the infirmary. Not before confiscating the whiskey from Teague. And shooing him out the door.

Teague sighed, running a hand through his hair as he went to met his lady. Who was currently residing in their cabin.

He was hoping she'd be asleep, but she sat at the foot of the bed. Ready to greet him.

"Why is there blood on your shirt?"

"Scratch, it's fine."
A kiss was planted on her head as he sat down. Taking off his boots and tossing them into the corner.

An eyebrow was raised after he changed and sat back down besides her. "Something went wrong, didn't it?" Roxanne asked, she could always tell when something was wrong, as he spoke little and was quiet whenever something went aray. Either that or he was angry or annoyed.

"Ye guessed right, Teague mumbled as he fluffed the pillow before stretching out to lay down. "Our granddaughter left the ship. Got in harm's way, an' was shot." He told her, propping his arms behind his head. "Not to mention I ran out of bullets... If it weren't for Soracha. My carelessness in not restocking them would've got us killed"...

"Is Nara alive?"

"Aye."

"Then quit fretting and come and kiss me."
The deed was done, and they broke it a moment later.

"What?" She asked, as he was eying her suspiciously .

"Yer not gonna lay into me for being careless an' getting our one of two only grandchildren shot?" He questioned, eyes still glancing down over at her.

She shook her head. "It wasn't your fault, and Nara's alive. Am I worried? Yes, but I'm not going to get at you for it either. And besides, it was my fault you were short on bullets. I used a couple." Roxanne added sheepishly.

"Whatever for?"

"Target practice "...

"Well, you owe me." Teague grinned.

A knock interrupted them and Soracha peeked in.

"Will she live?" Edward asked.

"Aye, she's fine. She's got Sparrow's blood an' luck. It only went in not even an inch deep."

"Tell us when she wakes, I'll be there to give her a scolding." Roxanne said with a nod and a slight smile as she got underneath the blankets.

"Will do." Soracha said as she left, closing the door. And going back into the infirmary to check on Nara.

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*Meanwhile on Isla de lágrimas*
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"Is he dead?"

"No." The old hag coughed, tossing a bit of unknown materials into a small bowl and mixing and grinding them together. She then smeared a bit of the paste onto the wounds. And a bit on his forehead. Mumbling to herself as she did so.

"The twenty silver".... She wheezed, holding out her grubby, small hand.

The soldier looked hesitant and she gave a mean frown.

"You want the job done don't you? Or do you want the spirits to be displeased?" She grinned, still holding out her hand.

He quickly shook his head, dropping the silver into her waiting palm.

She chuckled, turning as she threw a couple pieces into the fire. "Now go, I will call when the lord is awake."

The guard nodded, and left as fast as he could. Not wanting to stay around any longer than he had to.

The witch gave a small grin as she sat down, pouring herself a cup of tea. Soon, he'd be awake. And they'd have their revenge......

A/N:
I don't really know where I was going with the last part. But I kinda wanted to make part three (if I make it) a bit more drama filled. 😁 idk what do you think LucyBoal ?

A/N: #2
Isla de lágrimas : (Island of  Tears): The home and hideaway of lord/Captain Alfonsus.