rating: a for action and r for ridiculous flirting
It has been two months. Two months of loathing and wondering. Two
months of sailing around aimlessly, drinking himself to sleep, and wishing he’d
had the sensibility to do something to the bloody Crocodile while he had the
His search has so far come up fruitless. No one has seen the Dark
One and no one has seen Emma, and he doesn’t know where to start looking.
He’s been restless ever since Emma had been taken from him, keeping
the night watch because he can’t sleep without nightmares of losing her.