The day went fast and the sun sunk below the landless horizon. As soon as it was dark, it began to rain, and heavy wind gently rocked the Red Bell. The crew were in their cabins, and Captain Ronald bell sat with the main chef Gordan Freeman in the dinning room, when they were interupted.

“Hey Emma. Are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine. I can never get to sleep during storms.

“Well have a seat. Me and Chef Freeman were just going over some charts.”

Gordan and Emma shook hands.

“I should get back to the helm. Call me if you need me Ron.”

“Right, see you in the morning Gordan.”

Emma and Ron sat alone in the dinning room.

“Emma, have you ever seen the ocean in a storm from 50 feet above the water?”

“I don’t believe I have!”

The two headed out onto the deck in the rain, and walked over to the railing. Emma gasped as she looked over a roaring sea.

“It’s beautiful.”

Emma stepped up and kissed Ron’s cheek.

“Captain, I’ve spotted 2 JABs off starboard.” Gordans eyes flickered with fear.