Disclaimer: I only own Coralie and anything I change about the plot. I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of it's characters.
OKAY SEQUEL TIME! FIRST: I have to say you should read the first story which is all three movies THEN this one. Second: After the end of the first story Coralie marries either Beckett or Norrington. Since it's an alternate choice I will never mention their names in this. I will HAVE to put "my/her/your husband" and ALSO At the end of Norrington's Coralie and James stayed with Jack but time has pasted so they haven't seen him for a while. And with Beckett the two started a "life" on Tortuga and Beckett became a pirate. Beckett and Norrington will NOT be in this story AT ALL. This is a friendship and adventure. There will be no Romance between Coralie and anyone else. (This is my first story without romance)
I want to thank all the readers of my other story I hope you all enjoy this one.
I'd been happily living with my husband for a few months now when Jack showed up and asked me to help him save Gibbs in London. To be completely honest I'd missed life with Jack, the sailing and the adventures. About a month after the whole Pirates vs. the Armada thing my husband and I settled down in a 'better' part of Tortuga. We were even thinking of starting a family soon. Jack showed up and told me about how Gibbs had been arrested and accused of being Jack and that he needed help to save him. I of course asked my husband, I didn't need his permission but I wanted to make sure he'd be okay with my being gone for who knows how long. I gave him a kiss goodbye and left with Jack to London.
Currently I was sitting in a cupboard with the tied up judge waiting for the real Captain Jack Sparrow. The judge continued to shout through his gag and I sighed getting bored. Suddenly Jack opened the door and threw the robe he had been wearing on the Judge.
"Cora." He made a face, taking off his scarf, as I stood up. "I told you to dress like a man." He said.
"I did." I said looking down at myself. I wore trousers, a long shirt, boots a black jacket and I had my long black hair in a hat.
"You're too cute to pass as a man, love." He said before walking down the hallway. I sighed following after him.
"I wish you would stop calling me that."
"Sorry darlin."
"That is not any better." I said. He gave me a smirk as we got outside. Jack took his hat from a horse.
"Ta." He said putting it on before winking to the driver of the wagon. The driver nodded and we hurried over as Gibbs was put into the back of the wagon. Jack and I got in line and were throw in as well before the doors were closed. The wagon started moving.
"Hell's teeth!" Gibbs said. "Now we're all headed for prison."
"Not to worry." Jack said. "I've paid off the driver. Ten minutes, we'll be outside London town, horses waiting. Tonight we'll make the coast. Then it's just a matter of finding a ship." He said before drinking from a flask.
"All part of the plan, yes?" Gibbs asked.
"Exactly." Jack said. "We arrived in London town just this morning to rescue one Joshamee Gibbs from one appointment with the gallows. Seeing as how you're still alive, I'd say it's all been very successful thus far." Gibbs drank from the flask. "What happened to you, Gibbs? I thought you were employed elsewhere or otherwise engaged."
"Aye. But I always listened like a thief for news of the Black Pearl. Nobody's seen where she might next make port - then, I hear a rumor. Jack Sparrow was in London, with a ship, and looking for a crew."
"Am not."
"But that's what I heard. Fact is, you're signing up men tonight, pub called The Captain's Daughter." He said taking a drink
"Am Not!" Jack said grabbing the flask before taking a drink.
"Well, I thought it a bit odd. Then, you've never been the most predictable of sorts.
"Tell me something. There is another Jack Sparrow out there sullying my good name?
"An imposter."
"Indeed. But...an imposter with a ship."
"And in need of a crew."
"Which, as fate would have it, so am I." I looked at Jack. "We." Gibbs looked at me.
"What are you doing here, Coralie? I thought you were married now?"
"I could never pass up an adventure with Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack smirked smugly. "Plus when I heard you were in trouble I thought it best if I helped out." He smiled gratefully.
"What about you, Jack?" Gibbs asked. "Last I heard you were hell-bent to find the Fountain of Youth." He said taking the map from Jack's jacket and unrolling it. "Any luck?" Jack reached over and took it back.
"Circumstances arose, and forced to compelling insight regarding discretion and the valor."
"Meaning, you gave up."
"I did not! I am just as bent as ever! Hellishly so! I shall taste those waters, Master Gibbs...mark my words."
"There's the Jack I know!"
"And I'll not have it said, there's a point on the map Captain Sparrow never found –" The wagon gave a sudden lurch. "Oh. Short trip."
We exited the wagon, but saw many guards with their guns pointed at us.
"All part of the plan, yes?" Gibbs asked. Jack turned around to answer, but got whacked on the back of the head by a guard's rifle, I caught him as he fell forward. He grunted.
" ...No." Two guards grabbed him and another two grabbed me and marched us away. One threw a sack of coins at the driver, while another two closed the wagon.
Four guards marched, well dragged, Jack and me down a hallway, their footsteps in time with the background drums.
They took us to a large dining hall. There was a huge table covered in food. The guards manacle Jack to a chair and one of my arms to the armrest before leaving as Jack frantically jerked at the chains.
"Why do you get the chair?" I frowned. He looked down at me as the door was closed and locked. It was absolutely silent. "You could sit on my lap." He suggested with a grin. I rolled my eyes and Jack looked up at the balcony then the window before looking at the table. He saw a plate full of crème puffs on the table. He glanced to the side, then the table again. He scooted the chair forward twice and glanced around again before scooting forward twice again. "Hey! I am still attached to this." I said walking forward.
"Be a dear and just-" He pulled his arm forward, trying to grab the crème puff, but a hidden door suddenly opened. He got scared and kicked the table from under, the crème puff rolled out of its plate and he kicked it with the toe of his boot and it flew upwards. He crossed his legs together as if nothing happened. A bunch of the guards filed into the room. Jack and I looked up; the crème puff had stuck to the chandelier. Jack and I stared as King George entered and sat down.
"You are Jack Sparrow?" Asked a man standing beside the king.
"There should be a 'Captain' in there somewhere."
"Who is this?" The man pointed to me.
"My associate… Charles. Or Charlie if you like." I gave Jack a look and he gave me a smile.
"I have heard of you. And you know who I am." The king said. Jack looked uncertain.
"Face is familiar; have I threatened you before?"
"You are in the presence of George Augustus, Duke of Brunswick-Luneburg, Arch treasurer and Prince-elector of the Holy Roman Empire, King of Great Britain and Ireland ...and of you." Another man said. Jack stared.
"Doesn't ring a bell." He said shaking his head..
"I am informed that you have come to London to procure a crew for your ship." The king said. Jack waved his hand to the side.
"Vicious rumor. Not true."
"Then you lied to me when you told me you were Jack Sparrow."
"I am Jack Sparrow. But I am not here to procure a crew." He said moving his hands making the chains clank slightly. "That is...someone else."
"Ah. Someone else named Jack Sparrow." He looked at the two men beside him. "You brought me the wrong wastrel. Find the proper one, and dispose of this imposter!" Jack waved his hands.
"No, wait, wait, wait, hang on a minute. I am Jack Sparrow, the one and only. And I am in London." He said and tried to jerk his hand free from the chains, rattling them.
"To procure a crew." The king said. Jack kept rattling his chains. "To undertake a voyage to the Fountain –"
"What?" Jack asked as the clanking was getting louder.
"Will someone please remove these infernal chains?!" Two guards behind Jack came up to him. Jack sighed in relief.
"Come, come." Jack said holding out his arms. The king put his fingers to his head as if he was stressed out. The Guards unlocked the chains. Jack pointed to mine and they undid it before walking off.
"We know you're in possession of a map." One man said.
"So confiscate the map, and to the gallows with them!" The other said.
"Have you a map?" The king asked. Jack reached into his jacket. He made a face to find nothing there.
He paused and glanced around.
"No."
"What about him?" The man asked pointing to me. I shook my head. "Where is it?"
"The truth?" Jack asked before standing up. "I lost it. Quite recently, in fact."
"I have a report." The king said as Jack walked down along the table, admiring the food. "The Spanish have located the Fountain of Youth." Jack reached down to take a cherry from some scream but flinched away every time the king slammed his fist down on the table. "I will not!" He slammed his fist down. "Have some melancholy! Spanish monarch! A Catholic! Gain! Eternal! Life!" Jack quickly plucked the cherry from the cream and ate it.
"You do know the way to the Fountain?" One of the man asked.
"'Course I do." Jack said flipping away a handkerchief. "Look at me!"
"You could guide an expedition?" The second man asked. Jack positioned a chair.
"With your permission, your heinie, you will be providing, then, a ship?" He threw the handkerchief backwards behind him. "And a crew?"
"And...a captain." The king said leaning back and gestured to the man to his right, who gestured to the servants at the door. Jack hid behind the chair as a man with a peg leg entered the room. He bowed and Jack and I stared as we saw Barbossa.
"Afternoon, sire." Jack gave him a stern look as he limped over. "If I may be so bold, why is that man not in chains? He must be manacled at once." He looked to me and I stood straighter, he looked confused.
"At the center of my palace? Hardly." The king said in a slight whiny, scornful voice.
"Hector." Jack said. "You remember Charlie." He said motioning to me giving Barbossa a look to not say my real name. "How nice to see a fellow pirate make good of himself."
"Pirate? Nay. Privateer. On a sanctioned mission, under the authority and protection of the Crown." He fingered the wig he had on.
"As may be. First. What has become of my beloved Pearl?" Jack asked.
"I lost the Pearl as I lost my leg!" He slammed peg leg on table, George moved his arms slightly.
"Lost the Pearl?" Jack asked angrily in disbelief. Barbossa lifted his peg leg off the table.
"Aye. I defended her mightily enough, but she be sunk, nonetheless." Jack was so angry that he crawled over the table to get at him, but was held back by two guards.
"If that ship be sunk, properly, you should be sunk with it." He growled.
"Captain Barbossa, each second we tarry, the Spanish outdistance us. I have every confidence you will prevail and be rewarded with the high station you so desire." The king said. Barbossa bowed.
"To serve doth suffice, sire." He said slightly bowing.
"You sir, have stooped." Jack said.
"Jack, our sands be all but run. Where's the harm in joining the winning side? And you do meet a nicer class of person." Barbossa said.
"I understand everything. Except that wig." Jack said. Jack broke free of the guards; he glanced up at the crème puff. He kicked both guards' rifles upwards, grabbed them, causing them to fire. One of the ropes on the chandelier snapped, sending it swinging. Jack knocked the guards out with the butts of the rifles, and then leapt on the table. He kicked a plate of food at another guard, and then ran along the table, food flying everywhere. He knocked over a candle and backflips over to a chair and tossed it out the window. A guard took out his sword and ran towards him. But he slipped on the handkerchief and pummeled out the window as Jack grabbed a curtain tassel. A guard missed as he flew upwards to the window ledge. Just as the chandelier swung towards him he grabs hold of it. Barbossa and the others watched him. Jack got to the balcony, snatched the crème puff. He bit into it and disappeared. The rest of the guards filed out of the main entrance. While everyone was distracted with getting Jack I had slipped out the window and climbed down the street. I fixed my hat to make sure my hair was still hidden before running down the street a bit. I suddenly noticed a tassel from a banner fall and looked up to see Jack hanging on the banner his feet dangling. I look back to see a kid below him. A guard blew a whistle.
"There!" The guard shouted from a window. Jack moved away from the building. Another guard opened a nearby window and started cutting the rope of the banner. Jack shook his head - he didn't want to fall on the kid. The parents finally lead the kid away as the guard did a final slash. Jack plummeted down into a passing carriage. After a few moments I saw him get on top. I sighed and ran up to a random person. I cleared my throat and spoke in a deeper voice.
"Do you know where the pub the Captain's Daughter is?" I asked. The man I asked nodded and gave me directions. I followed his directions and showed up outside as a guard behind Jack was shot and feel to the ground. Jack turned around and looked at me with a questioning look but I shook my head. He turned back around as Captain Teague walked over.
"Hello, Jackie." He saluted. Jack saluted back.
"Hello, Dad." He said with a grin. I tipped my hat.
"Captain Teague."
"Coralie." He said nodding. "Let's get inside." He said and Jack and I followed him into the pub.
How was that for a first chapter? Wanted to get this one out to make the new story. Won't have another chapter for a few days, sorry.