Title: Love on the High Seas #2: "Isle of New Beginnings"
Authors: Pirates Sparrow and Turner
Rating: NC-17
Feedback: Yes, please! Seriously, we, like all other fan fic writers, thrive on feedback. However, flames absolutely will not be tolerated.
Warnings: Abuse, Death, Lemon, Nudity, Rape, Sex, Torture, Violence
Fandoms/Characters/Pairings: (Angel/BtVS) A/C, Fresley, Faith, Lorne, Dawn, Connor; (Charmed) C/Pi, Prue, Phoebe, Paige, Kit; (Dawson's Creek) Dawson; (Disney) Jack Sparrow/Will Turner, Hook/Smee, Sebastian; (Elvira) Elvira, Gonk; (Excalibur) Kurtty; (Generation X) Sean Cassidy; (Harry Potter) Albus Dumbledore, Snape; (Labyrinth) Jareth and company; (Peter Pan) Hook/Smee; (The Pirate Movie) Frederic; (PotC) Jack/Will, Elizabeth; (Sabrina) Salem; (Shrek) Donkey; (Smallville) Clex; (SU2) Carl; (10K) Wolf; (X-Men) RoLo, Morph, Sean/Emma, Kurtty, Professor X; (Xena) Aphrodite, Xena/Gabby, Joxer, and Autolycus. Sooner or later, there's a pairing for every character, but if they're not listed it here, the pairing will be with either a character from a different fandom or an original character.
Summary: Picking up where Love on the High Seas #1: Bright Promises of Tomorrow left off, a handicapped Pirate and his crew arrive on an island to investigate wreckage, but will they find any survivors? What will happen when the Pirates come into contact with two other groups who crashed onto the isle, and how will they escape the island that is filled with danger, prehistoric beings, Supernatural beings, and much, much more when all the ships have been destroyed? Huge multi-crossover with such fandoms as Angel, BtVS, Charmed, Dawson's Creek, Disney, Excalibur, Generation X, Harry Potter, Labyrinth, Peter Pan, The Pirate Movie, Pirates of the Caribbean, Sabrina, Shrek, Smallville, Special Unit 2, 10th Kingdom, X-Men, Xena, and more!
Disclaimer: All established characters; all TV show, comic, and movie titles; and the Black Pearl are © & TM their respective owners and are used without permission. Crystal "Snowflake" Frost, Katrina "Firestar" Lewis, Celina "Pantheria" Lewis, Tom Ballard, Meesy, Brendan Richards; and all other original characters are © & TM Pirates Sparrow and Turner, are used with their permission, and may not be used without permission. The Sea Witch and everything else are also © & TM the authors. No copyright infringement is intended, and no monetary profit is made from these tales.

Prologue

Though the night before had been stormy, the sun was out bright and early the following morning. Not a cloud was in the blue sky to obscure its brilliant rays. The gulls were singing a song to cheer the sailors' spirits as they set about their morning breakfast. Ah, yes, the portly Pirate thought with a smile as he hurried toward his Captain's cabin with a tray laden with food and a single, red rose, it was a fine morning indeed! The Captain had said it would be, and as always, he was right.

The Pirate bustled busily around his Captain's room, setting the tray by the bed and scampering over to the curtains that shielded the one window. He pulled them apart and turned to face his Captain with a cheery smile. "Good mornin', Captain!"

"Good morning, Samuel! What are you so happy about?" He yawned and stretched, throwing the covers off of himself even as he peered eagerly at his tray, wondering what Samuel had cooked for him. "Thank you for the rose. Although, where you found one out of the midst of nowhere, I haven't a clue."

Samuel's smile grew even brighter at his Captain's words. He answered him as he ran around the side of the bed and held up the first bite of food for inspection. "There's always beauty, Capt'n. You only have to know where to look for it." In truth, Samuel had picked the rose the day before, but he'd never let on to that fact. He was still surprised that the Captain had actually bothered to thank him, and his heart swelled at the remembrance that they had finally escaped their prison and things truly would be better from then on.

"And it's a fine day, Capt'n. Really, it is! You should see it! The sun's shining; the birds are singing! Heck, you wouldn't have ever thought we'd been through that storm last night! There's not a cloud in the sky, and there's no sign of that nasty croc either!" he assured him before he could ask.

"Wonderful, Samuel! Wonderful! Bring my tray over by the window. Did you bring something for yourself, as well, or have you eaten already?" James took the bit of food off of the fork. "Delicious as always, Samuel!" He grinned even as he walked toward the chair and sat down, waiting for Samuel to bring the food.

Samuel blushed and paused a moment to scuff his foot along the deck. He knew many chefs, practically any of them really, could cook much better than he could, but the Captain always loved his food and his compliments always meant the world to Samuel. When James looked back to see what was keeping him, Samuel quickly lifted the tray and scurried over to where the Captain waited. Setting it down again, he held up the second bite.

James accepted it and chewed carefully. James' eye went to the tray, and he noticed that there was a second fork. He took the fork, stabbed at a small piece of meat that had been carefully cut, lifted it toward Samuel, and waited for him to take a bite.

Samuel could scarcely believe that the Captain was offering to feed him! Indeed, if he hadn't seen James' movements with his own two eyes, he would never have believed it! Things really were going to be so much better! he remembered again though he still trembled as his lips slowly drew the piece of meat into his mouth. He quivered as he chewed, delight filling him.

"Sit, Samuel. I hate some one towering over me, but sit close so that I might feed you, as well. Poor Samuel! You never think of any one but me, and while I appreciate it greatly, I don't want you to neglect yourself! Make me a promise that you'll take care of yourself for if something was to happen to you, I would die. I just couldn't live without you!" He fed Samuel another piece, not allowing him the chance to answer.

Samuel had not meant to take the chair so swiftly, but when James had proclaimed that he would die without him, the pure shock of his words had caused Samuel to collapse into the chair. Then, James had fed him before he could get a single word out or even begin to get his brain to thinking clearly again. When he had at last swallowed the bite, he could still manage but one word: "Wow . . . "

"I take that as . . . a good wow?" James asked. "Speak, Samuel. Don't leave me hanging out here!"

"M-M-May I, Captain? Freely? Honestly?"

"Yes! And stop calling me Captain. Call me James! Only call me Captain in front of the men."

"J-J-James," Samuel stuttered out, nodding slowly but still quivering. He was used to calling the Captain James when they made love together, but this was so vastly different that he never could have imagined the honor being awarded to him! "Captain -- James . . . Long before you ever looked upon my lowly hide, I fell in love with you. I never thought you'd look at me the same way, and I . . . I never expected to have the . . . the honor of you really . . . truly . . . loving me . . . I mean . . . I . . . I'm just a man, but you . . . You're the Captain!" He said the last as though nothing could make James better in his eyes or the world's.

"Samuel, I'm just a man. Just like you. I put my pants on one leg at a time. But you have been everything to me for so long. I can't remember a time that you weren't with me. You've been better to me than my own mother, and I haven't done anything special for you! I want to! I want you to know just how special you are to me! Tell me what I can do for you. Ask for anything! If it is within my power to give it to you, I will."

Before Samuel could get an answer out, the door burst open, and three Pirates entered. One carried a bathtub, and the other two toted buckets of water for the bath. James watched them enter and leave, then stood, stripped his clothes off, and stepped into the tub. He looked back at Samuel as he sat down in the tub.

Samuel was sitting, staring at James with a look that was even more stunned than if James had been turning a million different shades of color. He had known things would be better once they managed to escape their prison, but he had never dreamed that they could ever be this much better! For the Captain to love him was enough to make him die happy, regardless of what might yet come in their lives, but for him to actually want to take care of him as he lived to take care of James made Sam the richest man in all the world in his eyes. Yet James still wanted to do more for him . . . So much more . . . But how could Samuel possibly ask for anything more when he already had one of his only two dreams being granted?

"Come, Samuel! Don't let the cat have your tongue! Today is the first day of the rest of our lives, and as we'll be spending our lives together, we need to get this relationship more settled. I want the world to know you're mine and that I'm yours! Tell me. What can I give you as a present? What does your little heart desire?"

Samuel gazed up at his Captain with both the greatest admiration and love shining in his eyes. "Oh, Captain James!" he breathed. "This is just too much! I always wanted for you to love me, to know that you loved me and didn't just want me as a . . . I guess the term might be 'boy toy', but I'm not much of that, I know! I just . . . That's always been my biggest dream! And the other one -- Are you sure?" He turned the pleading eyes of a puppy upon James. "Are you sure you want the whole world to know about us? That we don't have to hide it any more? That everybody can know that I'm the most blessed man in the world because I have your love?"

"You take my breath away, Samuel! Your devotion is beyond any I have ever known! Your love thrills my heart and my soul! Of course, I want the world to know that we belong together! But you have to be desiring of something else. Come. Take a bath with me. I need my back scrubbed."

Samuel shot straight out of his chair and quickly stripped as he ran over to the Captain's tub. As he ran towards James, he realized that, for the first time, he truly did not fear the Captain at all. As he approached the tub, though, rather than jumping into it, he threw his arms around James in a tight hug. "Oh, Captain -- James! You've no idea how happy you've made me -- just by this! That's all I need, all I want! What else could I want but your love and not to have to hide the way we feel?"

James returned Samuel's hug. He pulled Samuel to him so that he could press his lips against his in a heated kiss. "I will tell the men today, Samuel, and if they give you any trouble, they shall walk the plank!" There was plenty of room in the tub, and James waited impatiently for Samuel to join him.

Samuel pulled himself into the tub. He began to reach for the soap but stopped as he saw the way that James was still looking at him. His heart hammered in his ears. Dare he attempt to start something? It would be a first, he knew, but he no longer had anything to fear or hide. Brazening himself, Samuel started to lean over to James. His lips were mere inches away from taking his Captain's when a voice blasted over the ship.

"LAND AHOY! LOOKS LIKE THERE BE TREASURE TO BE HAD TOO! SOMEBODY'S WRECKED, SO IT'S ALL OURS FOR THE PICKINGS!"

"Damn!" James said. "Sorry, Samuel! It'll have to wait. We must go on deck." He got out of the tub and headed for his clothes.

Samuel sighed but nodded obediently. As James headed for the clothes, Samuel jumped out of the tub and swiftly scampered around James. Reaching his clothes first, he began to hold out the pieces to his Captain and dress him where he could.

To Be Continued . . .