Cora sat huddled in the corner of a cellar, eyes dull as she looked down. Flinching as the double door creaked slowly open. Revealing a figure that she was glad to see, but didn't want to be here. In fear for their safety.

"Mum?" A voice whispered cautiously as it approached closer.

"Nara? What, how?" She stuttered in reply.

"Heard what happened through grandpa." Her daughter mumbled. "Asked, looked around. An' the rest was easy."

She nodded gratefully in response. "How's , how's dad?" She asked as her wrists were untied. Too fearful for the answer that she knew was more likely.

"He's alright, unconscious still, But Gibb's an' Molly are looking after him." Nara told her, helping her mother on her feet.

"Joshamee's wife?" Cora questioned with a slight smile. Wondering if the Pearl's doctor was the one she spoke of. She never thought the poor man would ever have a woman. Much less one he was married to. So finding out that knowledge was quite the surprise.

A nod was her reply as they glanced about the room. In means of escape. A floorboard creaked just then. Spooking the both of as an unwanted figure stood in the doorway. Arms crossed as it watched them for a moment, then spoke. Voice low as it gave a chuckle.

"Well, two for the price of one. My lucky day, I've made my money back an' then some."

"Keep your hands off her." Coralie spat, standing protectively in front of her daughter. Body and hands shaking .

"An' who's gonna stop me? You two ain't goin' no where. You're mine, and therefore your bastard is too. " He stated simply, a smug look on his face and in his eyes. "You- both, belong to me."

"Doesn't mean we can't fight." Nara replied furiously. Drawing a small knife from her back pocket. The blade glinting in the dim cellar light as she pointed it at him.

He grinned, a wicked grin that showed all of his pale, yellow teeth. His smirk that of a Cheshire Cat's. "That little knife ain't gonna do nothin' twat. I, can do much more." Jerim slowly said, his eyes focused on them both. As if to prove that he could.

A shrill call shrieked from the top of the stairs just then. Calling his name. In which he, in turn . Gave a growl as he turned his head . Muttered, mostly to himself irritably.

A hand went to Nara's throat swiftly as she gave a gasp. Head hitting the stone wall behind her. "I'll deal with you later brat." He spat, releasing his hold after a long moment.

"I'll deal with you both."

The door was slammed and locked behind him as he climbed back up to the main part of the house. And was momentarily gone.

Nara sunk to the floor at his disappearance. Head between her hands as her mother glanced down in comfort and concern.

This, this was going to be a tough to get out of.
And a long night of struggle ahead...

A/N:

FandomFox29 (I got the inspiration to make a part two so I did. 😁)