The Chase [Port of Danger Bay]

Previously:

“They’ve already seen us, haven’t we already changed history?”

“Only time will tell. We need you back in command of this ship, will you follow the orders of Commodore Pettigrew?”

“I guess I must. I didn’t think it through, I just was trying to defend our ships.”

“We would have probably engaged after they fired on us, but for Daisy. She determined we were on longer on Lake Superior, and we put rest of the puzzle together—no satellites—no cell-phones, that we determined we were no longer in our century.”

Aboard the Sparrow there was another small event occurring…Karen Thayer had been quietly observing the drama unfolding when Doc McLean interrupted her thoughts.

“Karen Thayer, will you marry me?”

Chapter IX, Lake Erie, Episode 4:

Karen was surprised, perplexed and delighted. She had secretly hoped this would happen—eventually. But now, when they were running from a British naval squadron in 1813 intent on their destruction? Now—when there was no certainty that they would ever return to the 21^st Century? Now?

“Why Doctor, I thought you’d never ask,” she replied, “What took you so long?”

In spite of how serious his question—Doc began to laugh uncontrollably unusual for this relatively stoic man…

The Chase Begins

“Doc, you find this funny?” Karen replied, “I just said yes.”

“I asked you,” Doc answered between fits of laughter, “one-hundred and ninety-seven years BEFORE we even met. Seems to me that is not taking ‘so long,’ at all. I’m sorry, that just struck me as a bit funny.”

Others nearby were just a little curious as they observed the two laughing—especially considering the predicament they were in at the moment.

“What’s up with Doc & Karen?” Big Mac asked Sarah.

“I have no idea, but right now I could use a little of what they have.”

“Indeed.”
The Perry Flotilla by using their engines and heading directly into the wind, had opened up a big lead over the British squadron, but with limited fuel could not maintain that tactic. They reverted back to sails hoping they could maintain their lead—and that would require some skill. The British sloops were larger with longer hulls at the waterline than the Perry sloops, making them just a fraction faster.

On the Quarter Deck

“You realize, dear Doctor,” Karen smiling wryly said, “This may just be the longest engagement ever.”

“If we somehow manage to return…”

To be Continued…

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