Alright, you lot! Since you’re evidently clever enough to recognize not quite the end of a cliffhanger when you see it, here’s the rest! In which there are more Politics, Thomas and Miranda get Rather a Nasty Shock, and we (finally!) Leave London!
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Fandom: Black Sails
Relationship: Miranda Barlow/Captain Flint/Thomas Hamilton
Characters: James McGraw, Thomas Hamilton, Miranda Barlow, Charles
Vane, Eleanor Guthrie, various OCs, Captain Flint, Alfred Hamilton,
Peter Ashe, James Norrington, Lawrence Norrington, Admiral Hennessey,
assorted historical personages
Additional Tags: In which there
are politics and plots, and also a fair amount of fluff, no seriously
Thomas and Miranda are too cute together, Thomas has Adventures, James
needs a blanket, and Miranda needs her men to stop getting themselves
into these situations, Eventual Happy Ending
Summary:
“Bethlem?” Her voice shook. It had been years since anything
of the kind had happened, but now, she found herself only just barely
in control of herself, her voice wobbling like a teacup in the hand of
an eighty-year-old grandmother. Fear coursed through her, and she
tightened her grip on Thomas’ hand as if by uttering the name of the
place she risked him being taken from her once more. Bethlem. The very
name sent shivers down her spine, and she had to take a deep breath,
almost a gasp, to tamp down the sudden fury that welled up in her.
Bethlem. They intended to commit him – to lock him away where he could
never cause trouble for anyone ever again. To silence him for good, as
if – as if-
It was not to be borne. The thought of her Thomas in
that foul place – Thomas squeezed her hand back weakly, his hands
trembling, face gone bone-white, and suddenly she found herself acutely
aware of just how close she had come to losing him.
“Thomas -” She murmured.
“It’s
alright,” he said, his voice shaking nearly as badly as her own. “It’s
-” He took a shuddering breath, a shudder passing down his spine.
“God,”
he choked. “A lunatic.” He passed a shaking hand over his face, and let
it drop back down to his lap, taking hold of Miranda’s hands once
again, a look of bewildered hurt left behind in its wake.
“How?”
His voice was a croak, suddenly ragged with emotion. “On what grounds
can he -?” Miranda shook her head, words failing her for perhaps the
first time.
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