A/N: How are we all doing this fine day/evening?
Being in Germany is hot. Hit 30•C today. So glad I have a fan!
I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN.
I DO OWN PERSIA BARSTOW.
I tossed and turned not being able to sleep. It was dark now and all I could think about that I was in Pirates of the Caribbean. I mean. Lord Beckett, Theodore Groves. It's all happening. But why. Why and how was I even here?
Maybe Jack Sparrow knew something.
I got out of the bed and walked out of the room and put onto deck.
I looked around to see if anybody was on guard. I couldn't see anybody immediately, so I walked up onto the wheel deck and looked over the edge to see if we where moving.
'Must have dropped anchor…' I thought. 'Maybe that's why nobody is out here…' I looked around again and saw a long boat suspended over the edge of the ship held by ropes.
I paced across the wheel deck. 'No. I shouldn't. It's a bad idea. I could be miles from anywhere and not know. But then again, if I do get stranded somewhere, The Black Pearl and Jack Sparrow are memorable and people know of both of them. But I still know nothing about sea maps and headings. Why did my geography teacher have to be stupid and not teach me anything about that. Ugh!'
I kept on pacing across the wheel deck, talking out load about whether it would be wise or not to take the long boat.
'But then again…' I laid down on the floor and looked up at the sky. 'Tia Dalma may be about. Lord Beckett is alive and well. And he must have taken over Port Royal by now…' I rolled into the ships wheel and sat up against it.
'Who's out here?' I heard a voice call and then a figure appeared coming up the steps to the wheel deck.
'Me. Who's you?' I asked.
'What are you doing out here Miss Barstow?'
I immediately recognised the voice to be Groves.
'I can't sleep…' I replied looking up at him.
The moonlight was bright and easily lit up the ship and decks.
Groves sat down next to me.
'Are you ok?' He asked.
'Yeah. Just miss my dad, that's all…' I replied. 'Keeping this lie up is exhausting, but I can't exactly tell them where I am from. I'd be thrown into the brig as a crazy,'
'Is it just you and him?' Groves asked.
'It was. Yeah…' I replied pulling my knees up to my chest and resting my chin on them.
'I'm sorry. We're still trying to figure out where…' Groves hesitated before continuing 'where your fathers ship was attacked,'
'Maybe if I looked at a map. I may remember where. But I wouldn't know for certain,' I replied, tilting my head to the side to look at him.
'Let me go and find one, I will be back in a second,' Groves got up and walked down the steps.
'I have a plan. I think. If I say I was attacked by pirates near Tortuga, then I can take the long boat one evening and make my way to shore if I know the direction it was in. Then I can find Jack!'
Groves can back with a sea chart and spread it out on the chart desk.
He walked over to me and pulled me up to my feet.
'Urm…' I looked at the map. 'We made port at Tortuga. To stock up on supplies…'
Groves pointed to Tortuga.
'This is where we found you,' Groves pointed to another point on the map with his other hand, which wasn't that far from Tortuga.
'I will wake the crew and we'll set off. Hopefully there may be some survivors that have taken refuge in Tortuga,' Groves rolled the map and and began to walk off.
I grabbed his arm. 'Thank you…' I said, trying not to make eye contact.
Groves took a moment before he replied. 'I'm sure we'll get you back home soon,'
I let go of his arm and he walked off.
'WHY DID HE HAVE TO BE SO NICE AND SO GO DAMN CUTE?!' I waved my arms in the air and sat back on the floor. 'Just don't form an attachment. Then it'll be all good. It won't matter that I actively like a fictional character, who is just so perfect!' I laid on the floor face down. 'I hate my life…' I talked into the floor.
'Urm…' I heard a voice say.
I turned my head to the side to see Another familiar face looking down at me.
I put my head back to it's original position. 'Sorry. I'll move, but I can't be asked…'
I heard footsteps walk up the stairs.
'Are you ok Miss Barstow?!' Groves walked over to me.
I looked up at him, still laying on the floor. '… I'm comfy…' I replied trying not to laugh. I sat up and Groves helped me up once again.
'Heading for Tortuga, Andrew,' Groves said to him. 'I'm just going to take Miss Barstow to get her somewhere comfy,' Groves pushed me so slightly towards the steps down to the deck where the sailors where getting the ship ready to sail.
'Ok. I'll tell the men Theodore,' Andrew replied.
'Wow. Gillette seems a lot nicer in person…' I thought to myself as I walked down the stairs.
'We should be at Tortuga by the morning, so get some sleep in that time,' Groves walked me to his quarters.
He opened the door for me and I walked in the lantern lit room.
'Sleep well,' Groves shut the door behind him.
'Damnit. He's so nice,' I walked over to the bed and fell forward on it. 'He's perfect,'
A/N: Hope you guys enjoyed it, and are enjoying it as well.
If you guys think anything it wrong with the fic then let me know and I will see if I can adjust to proper measures (if you are like a mega freak about PotC (which there is nothing wrong with that, I am also a mega freak, or trying to be :3 ))
Anyway~ I'm happy to add any OC's for a minor part to meet or bump into in Tortuga or if you want to be described with an OC name and feature as part of Cap'n Jack's crew then by all means send over some details by PM and let me know when you want to be incorporated into the fic! Have a great night/day guys~! :D
