Chapter Five
Willy rubbed his wrist because of the pain of the shackle. He and Emmy had been chained together for a whole day, and it was awkward for them both. He notcied a ring of red surrounding both of their wrists from the chaffing it was causing. It was dark and everyone except MJ and Quint were asleep. MJ stood in his usual mourning spot, and Quint stood dazed at the tiller. Emmy was sleeping uncomfortably, leaning against his shoulder. He was wide awake, watching Quint irritably. Quint had decided it was best that they chain Emmy and Willy to the deck after dark to insure Willy couldn't reach his lock picking kit he had in his pack. This made him more grim then before since he had been planning on picking their shackles once it got dark.
The clouds moved so the light of the moon shone down on them. Willy notcied a small glint in Emmy's hair. He reached up and carefully moved her hair aside so he could get a better look. She had a piece of metal that she was using as a hair clip. The slight movement of her hair woke her with a start and she blushed when she saw Willy tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. He quickly pulled his hand back and cleared his throat quietly.
"Why is there metal in your hair?" He whispered. Her fingers went to her hair and she unclipped the metal pin, letting her hair fall down her shoulders. It hung in her face, so she moved it behind her ears and handed the clip to Willy.
"My mother makes me use these pins to keep my hair up. Usually they are wood, but I prefer the metal ones, so Uncle Erak had the Smith make me some." She said. He examined the pin and nodded to himself.
"This might work." He muttered to himself. He glanced up at Emmy, gesturing to the lock. "You don't mind, right? The pin will break in the process, but it might do the job." He said. She nodded and he slipped the pin in the lock on his wrist, feeling around till they both heard a snap. Willy let out a frustrated sigh and pulled the pin out. It was now broken in two pieces.
"Well so much for that." Emmy mumbled. Willy gave her a smirk and lifted up his now free wrist. His wrist was a dark red, but it was free of the chain. He stood and bit his lip.
"Wait here, I'll get my kit." He said. She rose an eyebrow, wondering why he would free her if he couldn't stand her. He could just leave her and go to his bed roll.
Willy ghosted across the deck to his pack that lay almost directly beside Quint. His first mate was exhausted and was staring out at the sea, not noticing the dark figure next to him. Willy carefully grabbed his pack, making sure it made no noise and he made his way back to Emmy. She had her knees tucked into her chest and eyed him curiously as he knelt down beside her and took out his kit. He laid it down on the deck and picked out two different tools. Emmy swallowed hard and hid her bound wrist behind her. Willy gave her a questioning look and she shook her head.
"Why? Why would you free me if you hate me?" She asked. He looked confused.
"I don't hate you. Yes, you can get a little irritating, but that gives me no reason to leave you out in the cold chained to a deck all night." He said. She felt relief at his words and slowly revealed her wrist. He took her hand in his own and set it on his thigh as he worked with both hands on the lock. She felt her face get hot everytime his hand brushed hers. Get a hold of yourself, Emilia! He just said he didn't hate you, not that he likes you! She thought to herself. The lock clicked and Willy removed the chain, and gave her a small smile as he placed his tools back in his pack. He held out his hand and helped her up. She rubbed her wrist in pain and winced at the touch of it. Willy dug through his pack again and brought out a jar of salve and some bandaging. They both sat back down on the deck and He took her hand again, carefully applying some of the salve and wrapping it bandage. She watched him intently as he concentrated on her arm. Once he had finished, she noticed how he was bleeding from his wrist. She pointed it out to him, but he ignored it and asked if the salve was helping her. She nodded and took it from his hands, repeating what he had done to her on him. He tried to refuse, but she wouldn't hear it.
When Emmy finished, he thanked her quietly and they both stood when they heard a shuffling of boots. Quint was coming to check on them. He glared at Willy when he noticed the two of them were free.
"How did you get out?" He asked warrily. Willy held up Emmy's pin.
"I have resources." He said. Quint gave him a nervous smile.
"So have you two learned to be nicer?" he asked. Willy turned to Emmy.
"What do you think, Em? Have we learned to be nice?" He asked her grinning. She folded her arms carefully avoiding her wrist.
"I say we were very nice to each other as we were bandaging our bloody wrists." She said with sarcasm dripping as she spoke. Quint went pale and bolted away. Willy winked at Emmy and dashed after his first mate. Emmy watched as the two boys woke the rest of the crew as they ran after each other and we're yelling.
"You will pay for this Quint!" Willy yelled. He finally caught up with him and tackled him, pinning him to the deck and sitting on his chest, so Quint had no way to get up.
"Geroff me Willy!" He yelled. The crew gathered around to watch the exchange while Emmy held in a giggle.
"Not until you apologize to Emmy for hurting her wrist." Willy said folding his arms and sticking his chin up into the air. Emmy felt herself blush at his words.
"I'm sorry for hurting your wrist Emmy!" Quint shouted, struggling to breathe since Willy was sitting on his chest. Willy turned to Emmy and the rest of the crew followed his gaze.
"Is that a good enough apology, Em?" Willy asked. Emmy said nothing, simply nodded. Willy stood and helped Quint stand.
"Was the necessary, Willy?" MJ said dully. Willy grinned.
"Yes." He said. "You try being chained all night and see how that feels." He said holding up his bandaged wrist.
"Guys! I see land!" Boyd shouted.
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Hey! Sorry there is no Lynn in this chapter, but I wanted to focus on Willy and Emmy's relationship. Yay! They're finally starting to get along! Comment and Vote, I hope you liked it!
~Avis
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