Trying to find herself, she never felt so lost. Waking up in a strange place is a nightmare, especially when you’re being held against your will. Now Aubrey Elliott must find her way home, wherever that is. Previously… Back in the stateroom, Miles confided to Aubrey his reasons for joining up with John, and her feelings toward him warmed.
Episode 14 – Drugged
“Wanted man? Who could possibly want you?” John sauntered into the room, his mood suddenly improved.
“No one, Captain. Just boring Aubrey here with my stories.”
“Right, well I’ve news to report. Some of the men have been out and think we’ll be back up and running soon enough.” Looking at Aubrey he asked, “Can I get you anything love?”
“I’m fine, thanks. Miles made me quite the fortress of pillows.” Aubrey intentionally avoided looking at Miles, afraid of the warmth that might show. She was growing fond of him and feared that someone as volatile as the captain would get the wrong idea.
“Good man. Looks like we’ll need you when we get back to home base. I’m giving my future bride the wedding of a lifetime.” John smiled at Aubrey and Miles, totally oblivious to the tension his statement created.
“John,” Aubrey began to try to mumble out a protest. Miles, seeming to intuit her next words, elbowed her in the shin. His facial expression when she looked up told her that she should change course. “You know, I could really do with a book. Have you got one somewhere?”
“Funny way of saying thank you, but I’ll see that you get one. Miles, can I borrow you? You’ll be alright on your own for a bit won’t you?” John led Miles from the room, quickly explaining details of how the crew was to repair the yacht.
Finally alone, Aubrey let her head hit the pillow with a whump. She had a great deal to think about, but the need to sleep took over and she drifted off.
Aubrey felt a quick shooting pain, as a frantic Gabby shook her awake. She stifled a yell and tried to make her eyes focus on the intruder.
“Oh! I’m so sorry! I forgot your arm was hurt!”
“It’s ok, Gabby. What did you need?” It took everything Aubrey had not to rub her arm.
“I remembered something! I was hoping you could help me make sense of it.”
“Me? I only just met you. I’m not sure how I can help.”
Gabby looked slightly exasperated and continued, “No, you were there. In my memory. From the bar.”
Aubrey felt the sudden excitement. Maybe this was finally it. Gabby could help her piece a bit more together in spite of their combined memory loss.
“I think I knew the bartender…did I?” Gabby looked expectantly at someone she suddenly considered a confidant.
“I’m not sure. You seemed to. I wondered at that myself, but I don’t remember much past that last shot.”
“Shot…one I bought? No…oh no. I think I know what happened.” Horrified, the girl got up and began to pace, wringing her hands.
“Gabby, what is it? What do you think it was?”
“Aubrey, I can’t remember why, but I think I may have drugged you.”