Teague gave a rough shrug of his shoulders as he was cuffed. A glare on his face as he glanced at his captor who gave a smug look back.

Swearing and the sound of a knife being thrown was heard from behind them. "Feck off." Soracha snapped, slapping away a soldier's hand who was trying to hold her back from Roxanne and Teague.

Beckett gave a slight chuckle, watching them. "Your stubbornness is what will get you killed one day, doctor. If I were you, I'd be a good woman and obey as you're told."

"To hell with it," She snorted in response. "Stubborn my arse . I'll die before you make me."

"That can be arranged." He replied casually, pointing his pistol at her.

"Stop, I'll , I'll go with you." Roxanne said slowly. "Just leave them alone." Teague glanced over at her and she shook her head at him. Looking down to the floor.

"No, not happening." Teague snapped. "You'll take me, or both of us if ye have to. But she's not going alone."

"You'll do what I tell you to do Edward Teague." Beckett responded. "If you haven't forgotten, I have the upper hand here. Your wife , is coming with me. Wether you like it or not. Technically, she shouldn't even be with you." He added, motioning for his men to bring Roxanne over to his ship.

"More so, all of your women belong to me. The assassin is a wanted criminal, and the other my property. Of which your son so kindly took from me."

Cora hung her head, shifting her feet. Her breath uneven from nervousness as Jack pulled her close.

"I'll be gracious this time and leave her with you. But next time, I'll require a price, and it'll be a high one." He stated, giving Teague a smug look as he left. His men going with him.

"You're not going after them?" Soracha asked in slight disgust, eyebrow raised as she looked at Teague.

Edward stayed silent, not answering her question.

She swore at him in Gaelic , giving him a glare. "Well I'm going to go an' get them. With or without ye an' you can't stop me." She said sharply.

"Soracha wait." Teague said, stopping her in the middle of going to follow them.

"What?" She snapped, brushing his hand off her wrist.

"We can't go an' get them," He told her. "Not now, he'll, he'll just find more ways to hurt them to hurt me"....

"He'll hurt them wether we wait or not." Soracha replied. "I'm going to get them, even if you don't come with me."

"I'll come with you." Jack insisted. "The more people the better." He added, glancing at Teague.

"Fine, I'll come with ye." Teague sighed.

"Good, let's get going." Soracha said in response. "Cora, you're in charge of the Lady."
******
The floorboards creaked as Teague creeped down the hall of the Endeavor. Soracha and Jack following from behind as they avoided a guard . And snuck down to the brig, which was empty except for a few prisoners in their cells.

"Sahara?" Jack whispered quietly, making the woman jump in fright when he spoke and approached her.

"Jack?" She whispered back, eyes wide as she sat in the corner. Shaking as she hugged her knees, glancing up at him.

"Aye, it's okay. We've got ye." He replied gently, working to unlock the bar door. "Soracha an' me dad's here too."

The door was soon unlocked and she went quickly by his side. Eyes watching in alert as she looked around.

"Where's Nara?" Soracha asked her, putting a hand in comfort on her shoulder.

Sahara shook her head. "I, I don't know, they, took her."

Teague gave a nod as they made their way out cautiously. Taking down a soldier or two when they got in the way.

"Jack, take Sahara back to the Lady." He murmured. "She'll be safer there than staying with us."

Jack gave a nod, heading to swing back aboard the Lady when he was stopped.

"I gave you a fine chance to get away freely and it looks like you stepped right back into my hands again. And on purpose too." Beckett stated simply. The on his face still smug and taunt as it always was. "Which leaves you trapped, she's in no state to swim." He added, gesturing to Sahara.

"Guess I'll just have to escort you all back to the brig. There'll be a big hanging when we get to London." His guards surrounded them once more and they were cuffed. As well as put in a cell.

"One thing you'll learn Edward Teague," Beckett spoke as he went to turn to go. "Is that I always win."
                                   "Always.
                             "And I never lose."

"An' one thing ye should be warned of." Teague scoffed back. "The devil always comes to collect."

A/N:
LucyBoal here's another part as promised. :)