Kaylea woke up. Her skin felt red hot and was painful to touch. She stretched her legs and accidentally kicked someone. A grunt from somewhere behind her let her know it was one if the guys she kicked.

"Sorry! I didn't know someone was there."

She sat up, baby Kerry still in her arms, and looked down. It seemed she had kicked Mark in a very painful spot. He was hunched over on his side, his hands between his legs.

"Oh god! I didn't... Did I kick you in the... Oh god, I'm so sorry!"

Mark waved her excuse away and sat up.

"You couldn't have known and the boat is just really small for all of us. I guess I am injured now too, maybe you can take care of me now."

Kaylea looked at him with shock plain on her face. Mark laughed and winked at her.

"I'm totally kidding."

Was he really kidding? Kaylea hadn't a clue. But the thought if taking care of his injury sent heat creeping up her face. She quickly grabbed the baby bag and took out a diaper. For the next few minutes she concentrated on changing the baby. When the baby had the new diaper on, Kaylea was left with the old diaper.

"What should I do with this? We can't throw it in the ocean. That's pollution and it could kill the animals too. But we can't keep it in the boat either. It would stink up the place."

They decided on wrapping the diaper in one of the plastic bags they had found in the backpacks for the moment. If the smell would become too bad, there was no other option then throwing it overboard.

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