Disclaimer: I do not own PotC - but you knew that.
Summary: Jack and Ana finally come to part, but do they really want to? And will the tides of Fate ever bring them back together?
AN: Since I wrote this nearly two years ago it is safe to say this is set before Dead Man's Chest. Some of you may recognise the story, just to say I'm not poaching it from the author, I am the author, just had a name change and I'm reuploading it. Thanks.
Before the Fall
The sea breeze danced in the sails as the Black Pearl sailed into the docks. Tortuga was alive in the winter night, the men drinking to warm themselves, the women dancing to entertain and gain custom. Pirates and Navy men mingled here, caring not for status or belief. It was a place to unwind a place to relax. A haven for all.
"Jack? How long we staying?" Captain Jack Sparrow looked down at his first mate and lover. AnaMaria stood with her hands on her hips, the wind whipping through her dark tresses.
"It's Captain Jack luv. And we'll be anchored here for two sunrises. Make sure everyone knows." Jack replied to the dark skinned pirate. She had decided after a little bit of persuasion on Jack's part that she would stay on the ship. After all, when you're first mate of the Black Pearl, you think things through before jumping for your own ship. But Jack liked to think that maybe he had been a big part in the reason the female pirate remained on board. He had grown more than fond of her over the year and a half since retaining the Pearl and the shenanigans with Barbossa.
"Aye Captain. Would ye be needing some company where ye be heading?" Jack smiled. Ana had been most adamant that if she and Jack were to be bed partners, she was to be his only bed partner.
"Ana, luv, I'll be staying right here if ye want to join me." She smiled and laughed.
"Aye, Jack. You bring the rum, I'll bring the fun." One of the main reasons Jack and AnaMaria were so well suited would be because of their share in similar passions. Both love the sea, almost as much as they loved one another. They each shared an equal love for rum. And both just couldn't get enough sex that they were satisfied. But none of these traits bonded the two quite as much as the adventure of a year ago. After leaving Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann in Port Royal, the Black Pearl had sailed to Spain, where Ana had planned on having Jack get her a new ship. But things hadn't gone quiet as to plan. Ana had ended up awaiting her own execution. She hadn't expected Jack to risk life, limb and the Pearl to ensure her safety and get her back to the Pearl. That was when Ana's view on Jack changed. When she had first come to realise that she had feelings for the betrayed pirate. That was also when Jack discovered there was something more important to him than the Pearl. Thus sending the pair on a strange path of lust and love.
# One Year Previous #
"Well, which one you want then Ana?" Jack asked looking at the ships in the dock. They had currently anchored the Pearl some distance out from the Spanish Main, which part Jack had no idea.
"Well, Jack, I think that these are all merchant vessels. And I don't want any o' these." Jack nodded, losing his patience.
"Ana, you were the one who said you wanted a ship from here. Now that we're here you say you don't want any of these?" Ana clamped her hand over Jack's cheeks pulling them together.
"Listen Sparrow. I said I didn't want any of these. That don't mean the ship I want ain't here." Ana let go of Jack's face and walked down the dock. Jack watched as her butt wiggled then followed. Wondering just where the pirate woman was taking him.
AnaMaria led Jack through the small port town, stopping outside a bakers. Jack arched and eyebrow at the female pirate.
"Ana? Are you sure you're gonna find the ship you want here?" Ana slapped Jack upside the head and pushed him inside the bakers. "Woman, pack that in! Until you got yer ship and be sailing off into the horizon you're still one of me crew. And as yer captain I'm telling you to stop hitting me." AnaMaria stood with her hands crossed over her chest, staring at the pirate captain.
"Jack, hold your tongue and look." Jack turned around. The bakers was that of any other bakers. It had the stoves, the bread smell, and the flour chalk in the air. Everything except the baker himself fitted. The baker was a stout man, with an eye patch and black hair that was in dire need of being washed. Jack nodded in his direction and Ana headed over to where the baker sat.
"Umm, Ana, lass. What are we doing here?" AnaMaria waved her hand, her way of telling Jack to shut up.
"A'right Ana? We wis wonderin' what 'ad happened tae ye." The baker spoke with the drawl of any uneducated man, kinda like some pirates.
"Aye, I'm back. Jack this is One Eye, or Mick Lewis as he's called the now. Mick this is Captain Jack Sparrow." One Eye stood up.
"The infamous Jack Sparrow, eh? What ye doin' 'ere then?"
"It's Captain Jack Sparrow, and we're looking for a ship, for AnaMaria here." Jack said, putting emphasis on the captain.
"Well, in that case, I've got jus' the ship fur ye Ana. Come wae me." And so Jack and AnaMaria followed the overweight baker to the back of his shop and down a trap door. Jack frowned, wondering just where this man was taking him and Ana.
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One Eye took Jack and AnaMaria through a series of tunnels and through a cave before they entered the cavern they were heading for. Jack looked around in sheer amazement, in the cavern, there were almost ten magnificent pirate ships sitting in the peaceful water. True the Pearl was the biggest pirate threat in the ocean and the most beautiful and deadly ship there was, but these ships were still amazing.
"This here, Jack, this is the one I want." Ana told the pirate captain. Ana was standing beside a ship made from cherry wood with gold detail around the rails and masts. The sails were a cream colour and she had a siren sculpted to the front of her.
"This one?" Jack asked walking over to Ana. The woman smiled and nodded. "What's her name?" Jack asked running his hand along part of the ship.
"Red Lady." Ana stated with a strange proudness in her voice.
"Well, if this is the one ye want, she's yours. Who do I pay?" Ana seemed shocked.
"You're serious? I thought ye were just messing with me mind." Ana said. Jack smiled and shook his own head.
"No Ana. I do owe ye a ship. And if this is the ship ye want then this is the ship ye get." Ana let out a squeal of delight, which was totally out of character for her. Jack laughed at her joy, and was pleasantly surprised when she grabbed him and hugged him tightly. Jack hugged her back but they quickly broke apart, both slightly unsure of their own reaction to the close contact.
"Thank ye so much Jack. I never thought that you were serious. I was waiting for you to tell me I was dreaming." Ana was still smiling when she turned back to One Eye, Jack had forgot the strange baker was even present. "We'll be buying her now Mick."
"Aye, we just need tae get ye the right stuff then. An I'll be needing mah payment." Ana smiled at him.
"Of course ye'll be getting the payment. Talk it over with Jack here. He's buying the beauty for me." Ana said, turning back to her new ship. One Eye nodded and looked to Jack.
"You buying the ship fur her?" Jack nodded, looking back at an ecstatic AnaMaria. "Well, I have tae say, I never thought that Ana wis gonna find hersell a man tae take care o her. Must really love the lass." Both Jack and Ana turned to One Eye.
"We ain't like that." They both answered in unison. One Eye nodded slowly, his eyebrow arched.
"Well then Captain Sparrow. I believe there be the matter of my payment?" Jack nodded, walking away from Ana to discuss how One Eye was to get his gold.
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Ana was left in the cavern by herself, with her ship. Her very own ship once more. Sure Jack had stole hers, but it was nothing like this. The ship that Jack had stole, or borrowed, as he had been very adamant in maintaining, was nothing more than a three-man boat. Ana had always had dreams of getting a ship like the Red Lady. And thanks to Jack, her dream had finally come true. Thanks to Jack? All thanks to Jack? Well, mainly thanks to Jack. If Jack weren't willing to put a lot of his swag towards this ship then Ana would still be saving her swag. Still, she had taken a lot of crap from Jack over the year or so. Ana boarded her new ship and had a look around. True the ship wasn't as big as the Pearl, or as elegant, but she was good enough for Ana, and that was the important thing. She heard Jack's laugh and saw him and Mick heading back into the cavern.
"Well, there ye go luv. She's all yours. I'll be heading back to my Pearl now. You'll need tae come and get your stuff before the day breaks tomorrow. That's when I'm leaving, savvy?" Ana was shocked at his abruptness. There wasn't even a joke about them getting together for the last night or any other remark of the likes. Not even a goodbye. Numbly she just nodded and Jack smiled weakly before walking off. Mick stood there, uncomfortable in the eerie silence.
"Well, I'll be heading up to my shop…you'll need to wait till the tide comes up further before ye'll get her outta here Ana, ye should go and get yer stuff like Jack said. I promise she'll be there fur ye when ye get back." Ana smiled at his joke and climbed down from the Red Lady. She would go and get her stuff, and force a proper goodbye out of Jack while she was at it.
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Jack made his own way back to the Pearl, stopping off at a tavern and picking up a bottle of rum. That was the great thing about rum, it was rum in any other language. Simple. Now that Jack had the makings of a good hearty drunk he headed back to his ship. The Pearl was deserted from what Jack could make out, his crew heading into town to have some fun. They deserved it. They had been through nothing but trouble since joining Jack in Tortuga, all of which he was grateful for. So the pirate captain staggered up the gangplank and into his own cabin, falling over the doorstep and landing on the floor with a thump. Jack pushed himself up on his elbow and rubbed his nose and cheek where the skin had met the wood. Jack rolled over and lay there, on the floor of his cabin, quite happy. He closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep. Only to be kicked awake. Jack opened his eyes and saw Ana standing over him.
"What ye doing on the floor Jack?" She asked simply. Jack groaned and stood.
"I thought I'd go it rough. Why? What ye doing here?" Jack asked while standing up. He turned his back to the pirate female, unsure as to why her presence made him uncomfortable, why now?
"I came to get me stuff. And I wanted to ask ye something." Jack turned to her, awaiting her question. Ana walked into the room, standing in front of Jack.
"What?" Jack was standing almost nose to nose with the dark woman, he could feel her breath on his face and smell her soft perfume.
"Aren't ye gonna say goodbye?" Jack frowned. What did it matter if he did? Why did she care? Why was he asking himself these questions?
"That's too final for my liking. Don't do it much." Jack said, pulling back and leaning against the wall away from her. He was growing increasingly worried as to why she cared. Why didn't she leave, go to her own ship, her new beauty, and leave?
"Jack, ye might never see me again. And I want to say goodbye properly." Once again she walked closer to him, their bodies were practically touching. Now Jack was really worried.
"Ana, you can say goodbye. But like I said, it's too final." Jack tried to move away from her again, but her hand stopped him. Her hand shot out and pressed against the wall beside him, right in front of his face.
"Jack, you're not going anywhere until you say goodbye to me." Jack rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation.
"Fine, goodbye luv, happy sailing." Ana raised her eyebrows. "What?"
"That wasn't a proper goodbye." Jack thought quickly and came up with an idea that would get her to go.
"You want me to give you a proper goodbye?" This time it was Ana who sighed.
"Yes! How many times do I have to…" Jack cut Ana off. Pulling her to him and kissing her fully. He decided to be daring and snaked his tongue into her mouth, his hands holding her face in place. He was delightfully surprised when Ana's hands rested on his hips and she kissed him back. Their tongues fought against one another before Jack suckled on hers and massaged it against his own. AnaMaria moaned softly, adding to Jack's pleasure. They slowly drifted apart and Jack licked Ana's bottom lip softly. Both seemed dazed from what just happened, both unsure as of why they reacted the way they did. Ana regained her composure and Jack awaited the slap…but it didn't come. AnaMaria just backed out of the room one hand over her lips. She closed the door when she left and Jack stood for a few moments. Not moving, just thinking. She hadn't slapped him. He knew he would've deserved it, but she didn't. She had also kissed him back. Which was something he definitely hadn't expected. Jack walked over to his bed and lay on his back. He smiled remembering her flustered look when she pulled away. But the smile faded. She was leaving…she had left. She was gone, off the crew, out of his life. Why the bloody hell did this have to happen now? Now that she wanted her own ship? Now that she was going? Damn it! Wasn't life a right riot some times?
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Ana was in a daze. Her bag over her shoulder she wandered away from the dock back into the now closing up town on the Spanish Main. Jack had kissed her. She had kissed Jack. She had enjoyed it! But so did Jack. At least she thought he did. From what she saw and felt, he did. But then why was he letting her go? Maybe it was just to confuse her, or anger her. It would, she should've been angry, she should've slapped him and stormed out. But she didn't. Why? In all the thinking Ana was doing she didn't notice the three official guards as she walked past them. One of them shouted something at her in Spanish, but Ana didn't even notice, or understand. The shout was repeated another two times before a slightly Spanish accent penetrated her thoughts.
"You there, pirate, halt." Ana turned to face them. Their guns were pointing at her and she knew she wouldn't be able to reach her sword. One of the guards started saying something in Spanish and Ana frowned, confused. Was she supposed to understand this? She fully understood what was happening when a pair of iron shackles was clamped over her wrists while her belongings were thrown aside. They were arresting her? For walking up the street? What the hell? Ana started to complain, telling the guards she had done nothing wrong. But they either didn't understand her, or ignored her. She was dragged off in the direction of the fort, likely enough to await her own hanging. Damn Sparrow. This was all his fault!
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The next morning Jack was waiting for the last members of the crew to arrive when Gibbs walked over to him.
"Jack, I've got some bad news." Gibbs said. Jack was currently trying to map out the Pearl's next destination and route.
"What? They crew haven't been arrested have they?" Gibbs shook his head.
"Not the crew. AnaMaria." Jack stopped dead. Ana? Jailed? "She's to be hung this morning. I'm sorry Jack. I know how much swag ye handed over for her ship." Jack rounded on Gibbs.
"To hell with the swag! What about Ana?" Jack started planning and plotting, but Gibbs just prattled on, distracting Jack.
"But still, what can we do?" Jack held up a hand.
"I'll need a bootlace, a quill, a rusted nail and piece of stale bread." Gibbs frowned.
"What in the blazes for?" Jack considered.
"Aye, no enough time. Just barge in and hope for the best." Jack started picking up his effects, putting his sword back on his hip, sheathing a dagger in his boot and slipping his pistol into his make shift belt.
"Jack, I know ye don't want the lass to hang, but what about the code?"
"Hang the code. But they ain't hanging Ana." Jack marched out of his cabin; the crew were making the Pearl ready to sail. "Take the Pearl out, Ana and me will head for the Red Lady. We'll meet ye out by the passing we saw on the way in." Gibbs was spluttering something but Jack gave it no heed. "That's an order Mr Gibbs." Gibbs stopped the spluttering and nodded.
"Aye Captain." Jack jumped down from the Pearl and headed up the dock for the town. They would hang her at the fort, like everyone else did. Probably at noon. That gave Jack an hour to prepare. Well, this would be interesting.
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