This is the chapter where it all begins folks!!


"Blasted good-for nothing pirate scum." Cossette muttered under her breath as she rummaged around for blankets and other accommodations in the medical cabin.

When she was satisfied she settled herself onto the incredibly small stiff cot in the corner of the room.

The room smelled of sickness and medical supplies.

Cossette closed her eyes but instead of the darkness she was expecting a scene played out before her eyes.

A woman was laying on a medical cot.

Her hair was long and full of sun drenched curls.

The tips of her hair dripped with blood.

The woman rolled her head to the side revealing a path of blood that trailed all the way to her thighs.

The sight of so much blood made Cossette cringe.

As Cossette looked around the room she saw that there was a few unorthadox pirates searching desperatley through cabinets and drawers.

Every now and then they would rush back to the woman's side with gauze or bandages.

Cossette could not make out the extent of the owman's injuries or what had caused them.

There was a circle of pirates surrounding her offering suggestions.

All Cossette could see was the upper half of her body.

The door to the room burst open.

A pirate, whom she recognized as first-mate Gibbs, was dragging Jack in by the arm.

When Jack saw the woman he nearly collapsed.

"No." He said barely above a whisper.

"Help her!" He demanded looking at a frusterated make-shift doctor.

"We're doing what we can Captain." The pirate replyed.

The woman began moving her head again slowly.

"Jack." She whispered shakily.

"Here luv, here I am." Jack said rushing to her side.

He took her hand and tryed to catch her gaze.

Her eyes were closed and Cossette couldn't make out who it was for all of the blood and dirt smeared on her face.

"Jack, Jack, Jack." She whispered his name as though in a dream.

"Luv?" Jack said on the verge of tears.

Suddenly the woman's eyes shot open.

Her eyes were so blue they made it impossible for Cossette to look any longer.

The woman let out a magnificent scream before Cossette was suddenly and finally surrounded by blackness.

Cossette opened her eyes.

She realized that this was in fact the room she had seen.

Eerily she also realized that she was laying exactly where the woman had been laying.

"I'm gettin' outta here." She said quickly grabbing her blankets and pillows and heading onto the deck.

She crept out of her room and into a dark corner at the stern of the ship near the entrance to the galley.

The shadows surrounding her protected her from anyone who might be roking the night shift.

Cossette wrapped the blankets around her and curled up on the cool deck.

She closed her eyes and breathed in the sweet salty sea air.

She pushed her previous premonition out of her mind.

As the alchohol in her system subsided she began to feel sick.

"Oh great another hang-over." She thought as she curled up in a tighter ball.

The next morning Jack awoke to the sound of someone pounding on his door.

He opened one eye and peered out the window to the balcony.

It was barely dawn.

The pounding continued.

"What the bloody hell is it!?" He demanded sitting up.

"Captain theres..uh...something that requires yer immediate assistance." A shaky voice urged.

"How immediate?" Jack asked now pulling on his breeches and boots.

"It concerns the lady aboard the ship." The voiced continued.

"Damn Delameur." Jack muttered opening the door.

As he walked out of his cabin he saw a hoard of pirates circled around the entrance of the galley.

Curiously he walked closer and budged his way in.

Cossette was laying in a heap of blankets shaking violently and and moaning as though she had been shot.

"Clear a way dammnit and prepare the medical quarters!" Jack ordered.

The crew dissipated as Jack knelt down to Cossette.

"Cossette." He said trying to wake her.

She moaned in response.

Jack now saw that she was sweating and soon discovered after touching her head that she had an incredible fever.

Jack carefully picked her up and carried her to the medical cabin.

As the sea air hit her her teeth began chattering violently.

He pushed her closer to his bare chest as he kicked open the door.

He layed Cossette down on the bare cot.

"Go get the blankets and pillows from the deck and strip what you can from my bed. Bring it here immediately!" Jack shouted to the young pirate who was sterilizing the utinsels in some boiling water.

He rushed from the room and reappeared with what Jack had requested.

Jack went to work quickly, wrapping Cossette in the blankets and surrounding her with pillows to make her more comfortable.

Her shaking subsided and he noticed that her teeth were not chattering anymore.

Jack took a piece of cloth and soaked it in the previously boiling water.

He rung it out and placed it on Cossette's forehead.

"Je veux morir." She moaned seeming to relax.

"Shhh" Jack shushed her moving the cloth to her cheeks.

"Je ne veux pas etre ici!" She said more forcefully.

"Darling I speak very little French." Jack tried to explain.

"Prends-moi de sortir cette salle!" She yelled now opening her eyes.

"Luv, I don't know-" Jack started trying to explain again but was cut off.

Cossette grabbed his arm and continued shouting in her native tongue, "Je dois quitter maintenant!"

Jack held up a finger and rushed to the crew's quarters.

He grabbed the cabin boy that they had picked of near France, and shoved him all the way up to the medical cabin.

When they got there Cossette was sitting up clutching a blanket around her, with her blood-shot eyes opened wide.

"Translate, she speaks French." Jack explained shoving the boy at Cossette.

"Quel est le probleme?" The boy asked her what was wrong in French.

"Quelque chose de terrible va se produire dans cette salle, et jai besoin de la quitter." Cossette repmyed moving her hands dramaticly around the room.

"She said that something terrible is going to happen in this room and she wants out." He turned to Jack and explained.

"Ok." Jack said picked her up with the blankets and carried her to his cabin.

He layed her on his bed and once again grabbed the small French boy.

"Ask her what is making her feel ill." He now said to the boy.

He continued to ask her in French, "Que-cest que vous rendre malade?"

Cossette only pointed to her lower stomach.

"I need help." She said looking at Jack shamefully.

"I'll help you luv."


Ok so they will find out in the next two chapters what is wrong , but i need motivating reviews so you can find out too!!!

by the way, if your wondering what cossette is yelling about in French, basically she wants out of that room.

ok well thanks AGAIN to lily rose redrider and also to Dereura!

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