Disclaimer - I don't own POTC, any characters, events, places, settings,
plots, etc. from it. It belongs to Disney. Except for people I've made up.
NOTE - It helps if you read the first story (Jack's Captives?) but here's the long and short of it : Jen (and her sister who's no longer in the story as she wandered off!) was captured by Jack who crashed a party she was at. After a long and difficult disagreement with herself....she fell for the pirate captain...amid a bigger plot line of having to avoid Norrington. And get a necklace that once belong to Jack's mother and he gave it to Jen. Ahem. So on with the story.
Jack held a bottle of rum in one hand. His other hand was around the waist of Jennifer Lanyen. His wife to be. Jack was settling down. In a sense. Yes, his marriage was coming up but the charming captain was by no means giving up his ship. He and Jen would live on the Pearl, plundering and pillaging and all that the word 'pirating' implies. And of course, rum would be involved. Jack's fiancee thankfully was not bothered by his drinking habits at all. In fact, she occasionally drank as much as him. Except she didn't handle it as well. Anyway, Elizabeth and Will had reserved the church. It would be a small private ceremony, with the Turners as witnesses. The reception would be on the Black Pearl, and the crew was invited. Jack took a sip of rum, savoring the distinct taste. He frowned, wondering if he'd like being married. And for a second, he wondered whether he would be a good husband. That insecurity dissolved quickly. Jack had his charm...and he was Captain Jack Sparrow. He's good at everything and anything!
"What are you thinking about Captain?" Interrupted Jen. Jack looked down at her grinning face.
"Nothing." This was a trick question. Last time, as he answered, she had snatched away his rum and depleted it by half. He protectively turned his body, shielding his drink.
"You can't have any of my rum, luv. Go get your own, savvy?" Jack ordered with a teasing grin. Jen laughed, wrapping her arms around him.
"I'm too lazy." She answered. Suddenly, the rum was yanked form his hand and drained down Jen's throat. Jack shouted in protest but to no avail. Jen handed back the bottle with an evil grin, it was much emptier.
"I thought you didn't like rum." Jack grumbled, eyeing his depleted supply sadly. Jen laughed.
"I didn't use to. Until I realized something. It was when we were drinking rum that you first kissed me. It helped me snare the Sparrow."
"Captain! We'll reach Port Royal by tomarra'. Best be restin'." Gibbs called. Jack linked his arm through Jen's and they headed for Jack's cabin. In just a week...Jen would be a pirate's wife. Mrs. Jennifer Sparrow. A nice ring to it.
MEANWHILE....(haha I always have meanwhiles!)
A man stood in his parlor, turned towards a flickering fire, holding a goblet of brandy in his right hand. His left hand was in a fist behind his back.
"What do you have to report?" He asked of a second man, who stood behind him a ways.
"The Black Pearl has been spotted, Sire." The man told him. A sardonic smile broke up the first man's face. With his left hand, he pulled up the sleeve of his right arm and glanced down at something. Then he replaced the sleeve sharply.
"Excellent. How far away?" He asked just as sharply.
"Just a day away Sire. They should arrive by noon at latest."
"Brilliant." The man by the fire said, the grimace/smile widening.
"What more can I do for you, Sire?" The second man asked.
"Bring me Norrington. I have a Sparrow to snare."
WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT? WHO IS THIS MYSTERIOUS MAN...AND WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH JACK SPARROW?
NOTE - It helps if you read the first story (Jack's Captives?) but here's the long and short of it : Jen (and her sister who's no longer in the story as she wandered off!) was captured by Jack who crashed a party she was at. After a long and difficult disagreement with herself....she fell for the pirate captain...amid a bigger plot line of having to avoid Norrington. And get a necklace that once belong to Jack's mother and he gave it to Jen. Ahem. So on with the story.
Jack held a bottle of rum in one hand. His other hand was around the waist of Jennifer Lanyen. His wife to be. Jack was settling down. In a sense. Yes, his marriage was coming up but the charming captain was by no means giving up his ship. He and Jen would live on the Pearl, plundering and pillaging and all that the word 'pirating' implies. And of course, rum would be involved. Jack's fiancee thankfully was not bothered by his drinking habits at all. In fact, she occasionally drank as much as him. Except she didn't handle it as well. Anyway, Elizabeth and Will had reserved the church. It would be a small private ceremony, with the Turners as witnesses. The reception would be on the Black Pearl, and the crew was invited. Jack took a sip of rum, savoring the distinct taste. He frowned, wondering if he'd like being married. And for a second, he wondered whether he would be a good husband. That insecurity dissolved quickly. Jack had his charm...and he was Captain Jack Sparrow. He's good at everything and anything!
"What are you thinking about Captain?" Interrupted Jen. Jack looked down at her grinning face.
"Nothing." This was a trick question. Last time, as he answered, she had snatched away his rum and depleted it by half. He protectively turned his body, shielding his drink.
"You can't have any of my rum, luv. Go get your own, savvy?" Jack ordered with a teasing grin. Jen laughed, wrapping her arms around him.
"I'm too lazy." She answered. Suddenly, the rum was yanked form his hand and drained down Jen's throat. Jack shouted in protest but to no avail. Jen handed back the bottle with an evil grin, it was much emptier.
"I thought you didn't like rum." Jack grumbled, eyeing his depleted supply sadly. Jen laughed.
"I didn't use to. Until I realized something. It was when we were drinking rum that you first kissed me. It helped me snare the Sparrow."
"Captain! We'll reach Port Royal by tomarra'. Best be restin'." Gibbs called. Jack linked his arm through Jen's and they headed for Jack's cabin. In just a week...Jen would be a pirate's wife. Mrs. Jennifer Sparrow. A nice ring to it.
MEANWHILE....(haha I always have meanwhiles!)
A man stood in his parlor, turned towards a flickering fire, holding a goblet of brandy in his right hand. His left hand was in a fist behind his back.
"What do you have to report?" He asked of a second man, who stood behind him a ways.
"The Black Pearl has been spotted, Sire." The man told him. A sardonic smile broke up the first man's face. With his left hand, he pulled up the sleeve of his right arm and glanced down at something. Then he replaced the sleeve sharply.
"Excellent. How far away?" He asked just as sharply.
"Just a day away Sire. They should arrive by noon at latest."
"Brilliant." The man by the fire said, the grimace/smile widening.
"What more can I do for you, Sire?" The second man asked.
"Bring me Norrington. I have a Sparrow to snare."
WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NEXT? WHO IS THIS MYSTERIOUS MAN...AND WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH JACK SPARROW?