Disclaimer: Characters are from Pirates of the Caribbean, but with some original characters.
"Love Won and Love Lost"
By Ocean
I would like to dedicate this fanfic to geekmama, who first inspired me to actually write my own fanfic. Thank you geekmama, you are a very talented writer!
Chapter One: Rum
"Damn," Captain Jack Sparrow swore under his breath, "why is rum always gone?" He checked all of the cupboards in his cabin, but to his dismay, there was no rum to be had. He could've sworn there was more…
"Gibbs!" he shouted. He waited a few moments before he heard Gibbs' footstep all the way to the door and then gave a few knocks on the door.
"C'm in," Jack said to the door.
"Aye, sir?" he asked as he strode into the captain's cabin.
"Fetch me some rum from the cargo hold, there is bound to be some down there, considerin' we looted that frenchie ship las' week."
"Aye, that I'll do captain!" and Gibbs sauntered away closing the door noiselessly behind him.
Jack put his feet up on the table and leaned back in his chair, thinking to himself. Where should we go to after Tortuga? Port Royal maybe? Will and Elizabeth are getting' married soon I'd wager. Where's me calendar? He began to look about. Damn, first the rum now this… Hmmm I think that they were gettin' married on the 20th of June, but maybe not. Where'd I put that damnable thing? Ah, here it is.
"The 18th of June, well I was close enough," Jack said out loud to no one in particular.
Another knock at the door announced the timely arrival of Gibbs with his pure, beloved rum.
"Gibbs, me mate, c'mon in!" he called happily.
"Aye, sir! And here's yer rum. Picked the best one there. This one is from Spain, from the Santa Lucia galleon we looted two months past," he stated enthusiastically to Captain Jack.
"Aye, I remember that particular battle," Jack reminiscenced with amusement.
" Aye! Do ye remember that captain? Ah! What a weasel! He was rowing away in that-"
"That puny little boat of his, and Cotton shot that hole in it! Ha ha he looked like a lost cat in the midst of all of that water!" Jack laughed.
" Aye, then 'e asked ye to save him, so ye said, but captain, a good captain always goes down with 'is ship," Gibbs was near to tears now, " And THAT look on 'is face made all of us laugh, even 'is crew! Ha ha!"
"One of our more entertaining loots," commented Jack.
"Aye, but I best be goin'. Those sails don't bind themselves as ye well know."
" Naw, Gibbs, 'ave a sit down with 'ol Jack for a bit, eh?"
"Yes, sir!" And with that Gibbs sat down across the table from Jack.
Jack grabbed Gibbs a good sized goblet from one of his many cupboards, and poured Gibbs a considerable amount of rum.
"My, I see yer in a sweet mood. What brought all this about then?"
"I've decided to attend the wedding of one Mr., and soon to be Mrs. William Turner in two weeks time, savvy? Couldn't imagine missin' it. They're me mates after all. We'll stay in Tortuga for an extra week."
" 'Splains yer good spirits" Gibbs said, knowing that Tortuga meant rum and fighting for Jack, along with other… pleasurable company.
The captain only gave a hearty laugh to this comment.
" Off with ye, Gibbs. Just remember to notify the crew, eh."
"Aye, sir" And with that he left the cabin.
