Margaret nodded. She was tired, she now realised. "Flip, how long have Jack and I been gone. It seems like years. Do I still look 14?" She asked as they left.

"I never count days"

Flip said harshly before taking fews steps and opened the door, he looked cautiosly around.

"Jack all tough you might want to scream in pain, do me, margaret and yourself a big favour and don`t move or we are caught.."

Then Flip lead them towards the exit.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Captain was worried about his crew's dismissal. There were none stayed with him after an assualt made on them. He remembered the day when his daughter was caught. He was too desperate to search for a solution to find his daughter and the young man with him. It has been so much time Flip were gone after Frenchmen. Captain believed that Flip had made a pretty good moves during the battle against Frenchmen. Surely he was a skilful pirate. However, that does not mean he can accomplish this mission alone. There was no other option but wait till he is back.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

As they walked out, Margaret thought. Days, it had been days. She looked at Jack from the corner of her eye. God, he had coem to mean so much to her. He had to live. She needed him to live.

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There were two guards at the exit and they stopped the suspicious trio or duo to put in better. They asked what was Flip carrying and who was with him, Flip answered in french that he was taking these plagued prisoners to be shot and burned. They first hesitated, but when Flip showed Margaret slightly closer yet not too close they both stood back slightly. The guards nodded and stood back as they went out.

The guards shook their heads quietly as the figures disappeared out of sight.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Margaret sighed inrelife as they left and found a doctor to look at Jack.

((Who will be the doctor, could you do it Pip.))

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((I would but I'm not good at multiple charries, especialy when talking to one self.))

The doctor slammed the door shut before turning to look at his new patient, he didn`t seem to care, if where this kid came from yet he must have known that letting them in wasn`t a good move for his own sake. Flip put Jack on a bed and then sighed as the doctor came to him. To Flips surprise the doctor began speaking english suprisingly well with a slight accent.

"What happened to him?" The doctor asked raising his eyebrown.

"Just patch the kid up will you I don`t have time for this, but if you insist ask her..." Flip said nodding towards Margaret.

The Doctor sat besides the bed and examined the wounds, then he looked at Margaret raising his eyebrown.

"Well what happened to him? His wounds don`t seem like accidental"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Margaret sighed. "Were taken by the french guards, He is branded as a Pirate now, and was whipped more times then I count. And he was shot twice." Margaret went over and stroked his face. "He did it all for me, he can't die."

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"Shot twice?!"

The Doctor asked and then looked at Jack.

"Girl you are going to help me with him and you.... sir stay guarding the door..."

Flip sighed.

"What do you think I am doing?"

"Nevermind..." The doctor sad while he tookout some equipment to remove the bullet, he took pincers and looked at Jack with a serious face.

"Darn french..."

He muttered as he began to remove first bullet.

(I am not going to make a long thing about removing the bullets etc...)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

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The first bullet was out and the doctor dropped it on a small iron mug, he then patched up the wound and then went for the other. He looked at Margaret.

"Patch up the rest of his wounds and keep him still..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

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