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Sea Change Chapter Thirteen
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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta.. *finally * Finished it! Readers/Reviewers: I suck. I know.
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Last time I work on three fics at once,
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reviewing and being supportive of this story!

Elizabeth
gasped sharply as the roiling nausea in her belly threatened to become evident
to anyone who might walk into the room.
She knew the local girl they engaged as a maid would not come upstairs
but she heard her father and Will below her, their low voices rumbling in
discussion. _Lord, grant me the strength
not to be ill before them should they come tramping upstairs, _ she prayed over
and over and she pulled herself back into the bed from her spot on the
floor. She had tried to make it to the
nightstand with it�s pitcher of cool water but she had fallen halfway there,
her slight weight thudding onto the woven rug covering the planks of the
floor.

The fine
sheet atop her bed, both imported from England,
as everything in her room was, made her skin itch terribly. She kicked it off within moments of pulling
it up. Even her nightdress made her skin
hurt, like it was straw rubbing on a burn.
Elizabeth hesitated for a few
breaths, then sighed.
Shaking fingers unfastened the long row of buttons on her gown and
revealed her sweat-damp, goosepimpled skin to the sea
breeze blowing through the open window. Elizabeth
did not have to look in the dusky mirror to know she looked awful. She knew her hair hung, lank and matter with
sweat, around her pale, sweat-soaked face. She knew her body was thin from not
eating well in several weeks and she knew that she looked like death warmed
over. She had heard the maid murmuring
in the kitchen several days ago, whispering with the little girl Elizabeth
assumed to be a relative of some sort, a sister or cousin. The governor�s daughter did not speak the
native patois but she knew enough words in French and Spanish to pick out �sick
to death� and �like a ghost but alive.�
She closed her eyes, the light from the outside too painful to bear, and
she sent up a silent prayer. _Dear Lord,
please, if this is to be my death, make it swift. _

Will flexed
his fingers, gripping the edge of the heavy wooden table that graced the small
dining room he was proud to call his. �Excuse me, Governor,� he said finally
with more than a hint of bitterness in his voice, �I must see to Elizabeth. She�s unwell this morning.�
The
governor stood as Will did, his face settling into lines of worry and
annoyance. � I thought you told me she was not ill!�
�She will
be when she hears this,� he muttered. �I�ll
see you to the door first.�
Governor
Swann allowed himself to be led to the scarred front
door of the small cottage, but did not suffer himself to be shown out so
unceremoniously. �Will, listen to me� I
know you think me an old, stiffnecked fool but you do
not know what I know. Do not tell Elizabeth
of this ship coming into port. Just make
her safe.�
Will opened
his mouth to issue a retort but his father in law had turned and was already
striding down the narrow walkway leading to the street, settling his hat firmly
on his head. �Hell,� Will breathed. He shut the
door firmly, setting the latch, and made his way up the stairs two at a time to
see to his wife. �Elizabeth,�
he called softly, opening the door into the sunny room. �Liz?�
A groan
issued from the straw stuffed mattress, the strong stench of illness pervading
the room despite the open, airy window. �Will,�
Elizabeth said quietly, �I fear� I
fear�� She inhaled a long, shuddering
breath and fell silent, her chest still rising and falling with life.
Will
swallowed bile. He had seen this look
before, growing up as he had in the back streets and lower classes of Port
Royal. Elizabeth
had lived, protected and sheltered, high on the hill
above down, where the air was cleaner and the vermin less noticeable. She had never been exposed to this illness as
he had been. �Elizabeth,�
he said quietly, moving to her side. �Can
you hear me?�
She nodded,
her legs working weakly against the mattress as if she were trying to move into
a more comfortable position.
�Listen to
me. I�m sending for the doctor. You have the yellow fever, Elizabeth. I can see it in your skin and smell it on
you. Don�t move, please don�t move!� He was on his feet and out of the bedroom
before he even realized she had not responded.
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