"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" she was screaming. Or at least she thought she was. She was so scared and confused that nothing was coming out of her mouth as hard as she tried.
She started looking around and noticed people all around her on the docks yelling at each other and giving her funny looks.
'Oh so that's where the yelling was coming from.' She was relieved but still in shock.
"Aye! Who are ye and why'r ye sitting there with your mouth gapin' open like tha'?" Someone from not far behind her said this and she turned around and came face to face with the front of a row boat with a mast.
"Ahh!" she actually screamed this time but only out of surprise.
Finally she saw the person that had shouted to her. Jack Sparrow.
She figured she had to be dreaming again so didn't quite freak out this time.
"Uh..hey...um..a little help here?" she sounded desperate. "I'm taking on water fast." She was, after all, in a bed.
"Aye, that's certainly an interesting vessel ye have there, though I can hardly say anything better for meself. Sure, I can 'elp ye, but I dunno what good it'll do. I'm takin' on water jus' the same." He put his hand out to her and she took it gladly and climbed onto his tiny boat as she watched her bed sink slowly to the bottom of the Caribbean. She was surprised that it wasn't as far down as she thought and looked around her. There were docks not far off.
"Do you think we'll make it in time?" she asked.
"Dunno, miss... I don't believe ye told me ye name." He smiled and his gold teeth sparkled.
"I'm Claire. Pleased to meet you." Her grin was enormous as he took her hand and she curtsied.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, and the pleasure is mine." He kissed her hand. "We'r comin' up on Port Royal I think. I'm hopin' she can hold out 'til we can reach the dock." He looked down and so did Claire. Water was leaking in and the boat was already half full.
'Wait a tick...he grabbed my hand. And I actually felt it! I can't really be dreaming then! Oh my God! Oh my God!'
Jack reached down and pulled up a wooden bucket. He started filling the bucket and pouring out water when he suddenly looked up and threw down the bucket.
He looked out beyond Claire and stared at three dead men and a sign reading: Pirates ye be warned. He took off his hat respectfully and gave them a solomn look. Claire, also holding her hand to her heart in mournful respect, quietly started humming the music that should have been present but was not.
He turned around and looked at her with a confused look on his face. "What's 'at you're 'umming, Claire?"
'Ooo he's so hott!' she thought to herself as he put his hat back on, still looking confused."Um...nothing. Just a song I know." It was the truth.
"Well let's 'ear it! Ye 'ave such a lovely voice an' all. T'd be a shame to let 'at go to waste."
She rolled her eyes. She knew he was just trying to compliment her but she held her voice in high regard and didn't want to embarrass herself quite yet... "Maybe later."
'If I get to stay with him as far as to the island scene, and maybe if I can get rid of Elizabeth somehow, I can teach it to him then when I teach him the 'drink up me hearties yo ho' song. Ooo! I know. I can lock her in the secret rum storage place while me and Johnny get drunk...heh heh heh.'
Changing the subject and craving more conversation with the love of her life she prodded him with a question although she already knew the answer. "So you're a pirate, eh?"
"Ye say it as if it's a bad thing," he grinned, attempting to toss out some more water.
"Well, pirates are only notorious for burning innocent, peaceful villages, raping women, and murdering their husbands for the sake of themselves," she joked, "but you did save me from almost certain death by drowning and if it wasn't for you and your pillaging-filled past, I would not have had the pleasure of enjoying this lovely boat trip." She laughed a little, and he threw the bucket down, standing up to listen to her. He was a little surprised at her lack of hatred for pirates but grinned at her, encouraging her to go on complimenting him. "And for that, Captain Sparrow, I owe you my life. I am in your debt." At that she even threw in a seductive temptation, hips swaying delicately as she walked to the edge of the boat and glancing up, batting her eyes at him as she bent down to pick up the bucket and beginning to toss out water again.
He immediately sprang into action. His mouth dropped open, both from surprise and from yearning, and almost lunged toward her so he was directly behind her when he took the bucket from her hands and threw it over board. "Ahhh, there's no use tryin' to get rid of all this water..." He slyly worked his hands onto her hips and drew himself closer.
Claire felt pretty damn proud of herself. Of course, it wasn't always so difficult to attract a man if a girl played her cards right but she wanted Jack, and she had gotten him pretty quickly. And she liked it.
But she felt like having more fun and dragging this out further so stepped out of his reach and reminded him that the boat was still sinking.
"Don't worry, luv. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow... 'ere. Let me give ye a boost up there so ye can stand on the mast and don't 'ave to get your ankles wet." He gave her a mocking smile. She realized he was making fun of her and she stuck her tongue out at him. He laughed and said, "I'll be up righ' after ye."
He made his hands into a cup-shape, and she put her foot on his hand and climbed up the mast, Jack close behind.
"We're coming up to the dock 'ere pretty soon. Watch ye step..." He stepped off first and helped her off.
"Thank you, Jack...Captain." She wasn't sure what he wanted her to call him.
His voice dropped low. "Shhhh! Don't be sayin' me name so loud 'round places like these, aye? Did ye not see the dead men hanging?" He brought his voice down to a whisper. "But ye can call me Jack, darling."
'Ahhhh...he called me darling. Wow this is a hell of a good start in the Caribbean! Hmm..i wonder if I'll be seeing Orli, I mean Will, soon.'
So this is a bit harder to edit than I thought. haha I'm a little bit calmer than I was when I first started this and Claire's schere craziness isn't quite apparent in this as it originally was... it'll come back though... she's just warming up to him haha. keeeeeep reading...
