Lost at Sea II: Five Years Later
Chapter 1
"Mother, look what Uncle Joshamee gave me!" James Sparrow beamed, rushing to his mother, his hat flying off his short chestnut hair as he ran.
Keira smiled and scooped her son into her arms, "Its lovely, James, why don't you show your father?"
The boy nodded, hopping off his mother's lap. He ran across the deck and up the stairs to the helm where Jack sat, his eyes glazed as he gazed out over the calm sea. His son yanked gently on his jacket, startling him.
"Father, look!," he thrust the small wooden boat into his father's face excitedly.
"Very nice, James, who made it for you?" Jack asked taking the object to look at it.
"Uncle Joshamee," he replied, his bright green eyes sparkling with excitement.
Jack chuckled, tousling his son's hair. "Why don't you put this next to your bunk, you can play with it later. Right now you should be helping Uncle Joshamee swab the deck."
James nodded, "Yes father," and ran off to do what he was told.
Keira made her way over to Jack, taking up her usual spot on the rail next to wheel. She dangled her legs over the side and leaned close to him, "Do you really think he's going to actually swab the deck? I've only ever seen him do it once."
"Just let him play, Love. I still think he looks like you," Jack grinned, bringing up their usual argument.
Keira sighed, "Only because of his eyes, but really, Jack, he has your looks."
"No, no, he most definitely has your smile," Jack furthered, knowing Keira was bound to get annoyed.
She laughed and swung her legs beck onto the deck, standing between him and the wheel, her hands on her hips in mock annoyance. She pressed her finger to his chest with a grin, "Jack Sparrow I am not in the mood for your shenanigans. He looks like you and that's final!"
Captain Jack Sparrow, Love. How many times do I have to correct you?" he laughed, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her.
"I'm your wife, I can call you what I want," she replied.
Jack chuckled and nudged her out of his way, "But I am still the Captain. Now go help our son swab the deck!"
Keira laughed and saluted, "Aye sir."
"And I want all wood surfaces polished and sparkling!" he called after her as she ran down the stairs onto the deck with her son and Gibbs.
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The Pearl docked in Tortuga that night, Keira hesitant to return to the place she'd spent nine long months on. She stared at the orange lights of the port and frowned, hating every inch of the land she had suffered on.
"I swore I would never come back here, Jack," she muttered, sensing his presence behind her.
He wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his chin on her shoulder. "I know, Love, but we have to restock somewhere. Just for a day, come with ol' Jack to the tavern."
Keira groaned, leaning her weight back into his chest, "I don't want to, So many bad memories. You have no idea how many hours I spent sitting by this bay staring at the ocean and waiting for you. It was agonizing."
Jack kissed her neck soothingly, "But I did return, didn't I?"
"Yes, but I just hated watching you leave again and wondering the same thing, 'Will he come back this time? Will he love me the same as when he left?' I can't go back there, Jack."
Keira felt him shift his weight, his breath warm on the side of her face. She leaned her head back on his chest with a sigh, "Take James, he'll enjoy seeing his birthplace."
"He went with 'Uncle Joshamee'," Jack laughed. "The lad's a little devil."
Keira looked up at her husband with surprise, "He is not, Jack. And if he is I blame it on you. That reminds me, we must make a trip back to Port Royal, My father would love to see him. And Will as well."
Jack scoffed, "You know I can't stand the bloody whelp. He's always gettin' in the way."
"And that bloody whelp is also my brother, Jack. He's family and he deserves to see our son," Keira shot back, stepping away from him in annoyance.
"Now Love, you know I'm just playing with you," Jack exclaimed, taking a step toward her. "William has every right to see him. How's this, we'll head back to Port Royal in the morning, now come with me for a drink, ye need it."
Keira rolled her eyes at him, "Fine, but I'm never coming back here again, Jack Sparrow."
Jack opened his mouth to correct her but she stopped him with a kiss. He gaped at her as she stomped off the ship, following soon after as they made their way to their usual tavern.
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"Uncle Joshamee, what's this?" James asked curiously as he watched Gibbs take a swig of rum.
"This, me boy, is rum, yer a bit too young to be drinkin' this yet," he slurred, spilling some down his front.
"Very good Master Gibbs, you're far more responsible than Captain Jack here," Keira applauded him, making her way over to her son, who was sitting in front of Gibbs on the table, his feet dangling over the side.
"Mother, can I have some rum?" he asked with a smile. "I want to be like Uncle Joshamee."
"No,no, sweetheart, you're too young," Keira laughed, scooping the boy into her arms. "Come, why don't we get you some water?"
James pouted, wrapping his arms around his mother's neck and resting his chin on her shoulder, "If I can't have rum can I have a sword?"
"Young James, just like your uncle William," Keira laughed. "How about this, when we go back to Port Royal and you meet my brother you can learn how to use a sword. Uncle William is excellent with them."
James considered for a moment, his bright green eyes falling on his father's sword, "Okay," he nodded happily, "I want mine to look like that," he pointed at Jack's sword.
"Very well, I'll have Will make a small one for you , alright?"
"Yes mother," James nodded, returning his chin to her shoulder.
Keira laughed and poured her son a mug of water. he drank it down in one gulp and handed it back to her. She kissed the tip of his nose with a laugh and returned to the crew, who was crouded around a table playing cards.
"Oi, Keira, why don't you have a hand at your old game," Pintel called as she moved toward them.
"Are you sure? I haven't lost my touch you know," she grinned, taking a seat next to Jack. "Why don't we try dice, I don't feel right taking what little money you have," she laughed.
"Very well," Ragetti nodded and they all shook their dice, Keira keeping her eyes on the table as they all pounded their cups on it.
James climbed onto his father's lap to watch, his eyes studying his mother carefully. Keira winked at him as they began the guessing game, upping the bet with each turn. She guessed and they all called it in, lifting up their cups to see the goods.
"Sorry, lads, I told you I haven't lost my touch," Keira grinned as Gibbs and Ragetti groaned.
"I think we'd do better at cards," Marty laughed, drawing a deck of cards from his vest.
"I'll sit this one out, boys, Let Jack play in my stead," Keira smiled.
The rest of the crew let out a sigh of relief and Pintel dealt the cards. Jack muttered in his son's ear, showing him each card and teaching him what was good and what was bad. Keira watched with amusement as he nodded, asking questions as Jack played the game.
By the time the crew stumbled out of the bar, James knew how to play cards almost as well as his mother. He recited what Jack had taught him as they walked back to the Pearl, Jack stumbling behind them, talking and laughing with Gibbs.
"I really wish you wouldn't get to drunk with James around, Jack," she turned to him after he stumbled into her from behind.
"Sorry, Love, I lost my footing," he smiled.
Keira studied his face and grinned, knowing he was pretending, just like he'd done when they first met. She smiled and placed James on his feet, taking his hand so he could walk on his own. Jack wrapped his arms around her middle and kissed the back of her neck. That's when she noticed the rum on his breath and shook her head.
"Captain Sparrow you confuse me sometimes," she muttered as they boarded the Pearl, James tugging on her hand wanting to go to bed.
"I love you too," Jack replied, releasing her of his embrace. "Now go but the little on to bed, I believe we have an appointment in my study that I would hate to miss."
Keira raised her eyebrows at him with amusement, "See if I show up, Captain, I don't believe that was an order," she waved at him over her shoulder and moved below deck to put her son to bed.
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First chapter of the sequel!!! WOOO! Hoped everyone liked it, I don't really know where I'm going to go with this, so if you all could help me out and send me some ideas, that would be great. Um, you can send them to me in reviews or my forum, which nobody is using :'( It's called Lost at Sea Forum, so hopefully I'll see some posts!
Thanks,
Sadie
