A/n - I finally got around to starting my series of one-shot regarding my two Pirates fics, Faded Memories and A Test Of Time. If you haven't read those fics, then alot of these one-shots won't make any sense. Or they could make sense, but you just won't recognize the characters. Anyway...
I'll always state when these one-shot's take place, cause some may be after A Test of Time and some may be before Tora and Jack ever met...so hey ho, here we go.
Title: Drunk.
Characters: Tora, Gibbs and Jack.
When: Before Faded Memories, about a month after Tora has joined the crew.
Tora watched with fascination as the crew worked together to keep the Pearl on top form. The Swabbie was on his hands and knees, scrubbing away, the master gunner was below deck making sure there was plenty of gun powder and ammunition, the carpenter was taking care of repairs along with the boatswain and...and where on earth was the first mate? Tora spun around three times, scanning every inch of the deck, coming up naught for a sight of Gibbs. It was then that she noticed the captain was nowhere to be seen either.
With a frown she went over to Zack, the Swabbie and squatted down beside him. "I don't suppose you've seen Gibbs or the captain anywhere, mate?"
"Aye lass. Went to the Cap'n's cabin about two hours ago." With that Zack continued with his work.
Tora stood back up and made her way below deck and to the cabin. As quiet as possible she peeked through the glass in the door to see Gibbs and Jack sat either side of Jack's desk, each with a bottle in hand and a grin on their face. Tora knocked politely and waited until she heard Jack call for her to come in. When he did, she entered the cabin and closed the door behind her.
"Ah, miss Black, how can we be helpin' you on this fine afternoon?" Smiled the captain flashing a few of his golden teeth.
"Oh...well I didn't actually want anything important. I just wondered where the two of you had disappeared to when the rest of the crew is hard at work." She smirked moving over to the desk, pushing Gibbs' feet from on top of it and perching on the corner.
"A captain and his first mate deserve some time to relax, don't you think love?"
"Aye Captain."
Jack opened a drawer on his desk, pulled out another brown bottle and held it out to Tora. The red head took the bottle and un-corked it, sniffing th escaped fumes with apprehension.
"Still not acquired the taste for rum yet, I see." Chuckled Gibbs, taking a swig from his own bottle.
Wanting to prove the first mate wrong, Tora took a large gulp of the liquid, only to grimace and cough as it burned it's way down her throat. "Not quite." She gasped in a horse whisper.
The two sea dogs laughed at the woman, before Jack wondered across the room and pulled out another bottle, only this time it was green. "Perhaps, someone of your stature would prefer this?"
Tora set the bottle of rum on the table and took the green one from Jack's calloused hands. She un-corked it and took a whiff, smiling a little when she recognized the smell. "Where did you get wine?"
"Merchant vessel a few months back before you arrived on board." Gibbs said nonchalantly.
Tora took a gutsy mouthful from the bottle, grinning as sh savored the taste. Gibbs grimaced.
"What's wrong Gibbs? Do you not have the taste acquired for wine?"
Gibbs shook his head with another drunken chuckle.
The three of them sat in Jack's cabin until sunset, talking about all things ridiculous, until Tora suddenly noticed something.
"Gibbs!" She stood with wide eyes and the first mate sat up straight wondering what had startled the girl so.
"Aye?"
"I have...have just realised..." She stumbled slightly and gripped onto the desk to keep her balance. "I, after a month on sailing beside you...don't know you name." She hiccuped, startling herself, before giggling and resuming her seat on the desk.
"Joshamee." Stated Jack, watching the drunken woman with curiosity.
"Wha'?" She asked, hiccuping again.
"His name is Joshamee Gibbs."
Tora looked to Gibbs who nodded in confirmation. Her face was an impassive mask as she stared at the first mate, swaying slightly as she tried to keep her focus. Then, without warning, the wine she consumed from afternoon to nightfall, made an unwanted reappearance, landing all over Joshamee's left boot. Tora wiped her mouth and hiccuped again.
"Time for bed, eh love?" Suggested Jack holding a hand out for the lady, grimacing when the smell of her vomit hit his nose. Tora took his hand as she attempted to take another mouthful of wine, only to find the bottle empty. As Jack lead her away from the desk, Tora turned back to Gibbs.
"S-Sorry, Joshee."
"Joshamee." Jack corrected with an amused chuckle as Gibbs sat motionless staring at his vomit covered foot.
Jack lowered Tora gently into his bed, not wanting to walk her to the other side of the ship for the crew's quarters. As he turned to leave, Tora grabbed his wrist and he turned back to her. One hand cradled the empty bottle to his chest whilst the other gripped his arm firmly.
"Captain...Don't ever *Hiccup* give me wine *burp* again." And with that her eyes fluttered closed and her hand dropped from his wrist.
"I don't think Joshamee would let me if I wanted to."
