Disclaimer: Today's disclaimer is dedicated to my darling sister, whom (like me) truly wishes she owned Jack Spa- I mean Pirates of the Caribbean.
Jack: Bowahaha! You don't own me!
Moi: I may not own you but you're still bound and gagged inside my cupboard.
Jack: You… you tricked me into coming in here! You said there was rum.
Jenn: Believing her was definitely your downfall. Silly man. Can we keep him?
Moi: He must go on with the story. Paige will start getting board otherwise, unless the crew keeps her occupied.
Jack: where's the ale when you truly need it?
Moi + Jenn: Probably… being burned:D
A/N: Usual thing, sorry about the lack of updates. My sister finally persuaded me to update the story for her, using my not talking to her long as a blackmailing – I mean Bargaining tool.
Last time in Welcome On Board
Walking over to her bed, stepping over her bags in the process, Paige lay on the rough covers staring at the ceiling above her with out truly seeing it. So many thoughts were running through her head at once. Was Jack Sparrow everything that everyone thought he was? That display on the helm, or what ever it could be called, was absolutely ridiculous and against all of the things she had heard about him. Fearsome?
An evil grin slowly spread across Paige's face, illuminating her eyes with a mischievous glint.
Finding out exactly who, and what, Jack Sparrow is and is about is going to be a lot more interesting than originally thought.
"M'dear, I believe it's time that you came out of the cabin and gave the crew a proper hello!" Jack's voice pierced through the wood as if he were standing directly beside her, staring down at her expressive face with brooding eyes.
Oh... Forgot about that part of this... Time to face the music.
Chapter 4: The Sweeter The Tune
After Jack's voice had silenced on the other side of the door, no foot steps marked his leaving. In fact, nothing could be heard from the other side of the door at all…
Well that's peculiar… Doesn't he, I don't know, breathe?
Standing from where she had been on her bed she slowly walked towards the door, trying not to make any noise while doing so. As soon as she was standing in front of the door, she pressed her ear against the solid wood; not knowing that on the other side of the door Captain Jack sparrow was doing that very same thing.
From the other side of the door, Jack was quickly losing patience with the girl. Opening his mouth and pulling in a deep breath of air, he prepared to yell at the top of his lungs to make sure that she finally got his point that there was no escaping this little duty of hers.
The door continued to stand quiet in front of him, so Jack expelled one simple word as loud as he could… which turned out to be loud enough to rock the boat, shall we say.
"NOW!"
The door finally swung open to reveal a very red faced Paige. Stepping in closely to Jack, so that he could feel the warm rush of air from her breath, close enough that a dirty thought would connect them. She, very much as Jack had done a few moments before, took a very deep breath and if it were possible stepped closer to Jack still without touching him… though admittedly Jack felt the temptation to pull her roughly against his body.
"I WAS COMING!" She shouted loud enough that the boat not only rocked, the hair that had been sitting on Jack's face flew over his shoulder. It was as if a small hurricane had suddenly struck and all the little villagers were preparing to run for survival… which, from the sounds of the running feet above deck was what was happening.
"Captain, Captain! Something's in the water, it rocked the boat and… The whole crew felt it! What should we do?" The voice came from the top of the stairs, as if it were being yelled over a railing… which it more than likely was.
"Don't worry about it, Adam. It was simply the hurricane down here showing her spunk." Jack smiled down at her as he shook his head hard enough for the hair and braids to fling back into his face. He stepped back and motioned for her to go up the stairs before him, as if he would prefer not to have her at his back.
"After you, as I said before ye must be meeting the crew before I get Gibb's to explain to you what ye will be doing for the majority of your stay. Keep in mind that first impressions are key, for if you come off like someone they can play with they surely will." Jack smirked at her, as if he already knew that they were going to play with her regardless, which ironically was entirely true. He had told the crew before she even came aboard that they would be aloud to hassle her as long as they didn't do it to the point of harming her, or causing her to harm herself in any way.
"Fine, touch my arse as I walk up the stairs and I swear to god you'll be looking up at me from the bottom of them before the end of it." Paige smiled at Jack and the intent in her gaze proved to him that she was being completely honest, and that regardless as to whether or not she would get into any sort of trouble – such as being thrown off the boat – she would do it with a smile spread across her step and would get off the boat with a bounce in her step… assuming that the men didn't bind, gag and throw her off of the boat themselves.
She strode past him and began up the stairs, not noticing that as soon as she turned her back to him a grin spread across his cheeks and a twinkle entered his eye. The temptation to test her threat was almost overwhelming; after all… he was a pirate! His had was already reaching out when she turned around and placed her food squarely on his chest, bracing her hands on the walls preparing to push him backwards forcefully.
"I like it when they're feisty" His voice dropped to a purr as she glared down at him but as soon as she heard these words scarlet bled into her face. Whether from anger or embarrassment, Jack wasn't sure. She turned away abruptly, her long hair flipping behind her as if to wave the captain off as she would brush off a fly or spider, and walked up the stairs before he could confirm his thoughts.
Little did he know that the blush stayed stained on her cheeks, almost bright enough to blend with her crimson hair, right up until the point where she stepped into the sunlight and turned only to stare into the very naked chest, and very well developed chest, of a pirate that she definitely did not know well enough to be in such close proximities with without either fighting with or being equally undressed with. Her gaze dropped to her to the ground before she could feel the blush spread across her face once more. She began to raise her gaze, raking it across his body as she went. The obvious bulge in his pants made Paige's mouth curl up slightly into a smirk. She went slowly past that well developed chest to look up into the blue enough eyes that the sky almost paled in comparison. Those eyes, which caught her attention so obviously, stared down at her with equally obvious interest and curiosity; he reached out as if to stroke her hair before the hand was grabbed in midair.
"Now, Adam, is that any way to greet a guest. I'll leave the introd… actually. I'll introduce you myself. This here hurricane is named Paige. She may not be able to knock ye unconscious with an empty bottle of rum, but she will more than likely find some other suitable way of getting revenge on ye if ye do something wrong." Thinking that he had done his duty, Jack let go of the man's hand and stepped forward enough so that Adam had to back away from Paige. Finding it odd that Jack had said something that he surely had nothing about, except that the last time he had seen her attempt to defend herself with a bottle she had failed miserably, she turned to him with annoyance apparent across her features.
Before Paige even had even opened her mouth, Jack placed his hand firmly onto her lower back and began guiding her across the ship to another stair case that was by far less grandly made than the one leading down into the captain's cabins. There were hammocks across the walls, as if they were the walls, and a few men were lounging in some of them. When they saw the captain coming, they quickly jumped up, or rolled out of, the hammocks and fairly ran into the doorway that was at the end of the hallway. Chatter could be heard like the steady beat of the wings of a hundred hummingbirds beyond that doorway… and much to Paige's discomfort, which seemed to be directly where they were headed.
It's now or never; it's time to… what on earth is that?
What she hadn't originally heard when she had first began noticing the idle chatter from the room at the end of the hall, was a slight undertone… A melody that caught her and held on for dear life, for there wasn't words that could sway her, it was simply the tone, Someone humming or multiple individuals humming and singing wordlessly while a violin played in the background. Paige stopped short and turning towards Jack, her shock bled into her eyes.
"There's music here." She waved an arm haphazardly towards the direction of the sweet noise and glared up at his bewildered face.
"What's your point lass, what's wrong with a wee bit of music to tame a mans soul when no woman is around to tame his loins." He smirked at the shocked expression on her face, but it was more understandable than the glare that she had given him. Something he must ask about another day, he supposed. He began pushing her forward again, but she shook him off and strode forward herself, her long hair blowing behind her with her confident strides.
As soon as Paige's all too feminine body passed through the doorway the noise that had been her beacon faded, the only noise that was still there was the melody of the violin until it too faded into nothingness. The only thing that could be heard was the breathing of many men in a small space. She stepped forward and looked at Jack expectantly when he came into the room, his face continuing to be bewildered at the lack of noise.
'I believe this is the quietest that you sorry dogs have ever been in a very long time." Jack smiled at them all and pulled out a chair to sit down, leaving Paige standing where she had stepped aside. "I'd be a fool to introduce her, since everyone by now already knows that she's here and who she is. Therefore, you can either introduce yourselves or not… but I'm hungry, therefore, I'm going to eat and drink me self silly." With that, he picked up a bottle off the table beside him and began to chug the harsh liquid back. He didn't stop to breathe until it was all gone… rendering it in a few seconds from a half full bottle to an extremely empty bottle. He even sat with the bottles mouth tilted over his mouth for a few more moments to get the extra couple drops that slid down the inside of the bottle.
Paige watched as he did this, ignoring that everyone was staring at her. A man stood at the end of the table and began to stride towards her. He stopped and gave her a once over, making it obvious that he was looking over her from the bottom of her feet to the top of her red haired head. He smiled as if he enjoyed what he saw, and stared at her face only to see her smirk evilly. Confused by her reaction, he bushed a hand through his slightly wavy blonde hair. His face was not all sharp angles and rough edges, he looked like a boy that had finally become a man a few months before, for his face still held some of that youthful charm that wood lady's so easily. His grey eyes stared down into hers, and something passed between the two of them that Jack, who was looking on with a curious interest, didn't understand.
"Well, lass, might as well introduce me self. I be Pike, and it's by far a pleasure to be making your acquaintance." He reached out his left hand to Paige and smiled reassuringly, as if he wouldn't bite or pull her towards him if she were to take his hand. She reached out and did do just that, smiling back at him but with the evil look still in her eyes, and the evil smile still spread across her face. She pulled his arm to the side slightly, so that it wasn't sitting flush with his side any longer, and began to look his body from the toes to the top of his head much like what he had done to her… though hers seemed to be much more thorough. She turned him slowly with the arm that she held, and paid special attention on his arse that was covered tightly with cotton breeches. By the time that she had turned him back around, his face was as scarlet as Paige's had been. She shook his hand and smiled at him more warmly then before, happy that he had taken her little game and not ruined it for her.
"The name that you may call me is Paige, call me anything else and you will more than likely regret it. It's a pleasure to make you're acquaintance also Pike." She let go of him and sat down at the table, looking at Jack for some hint as to what she should do. Pike sat back down at a chair that was slightly across from Paige and to the left. Jack had begun grabbing food off of the large plates on the table. Apples, legs and thighs of meat were on plates, bottles of ale and so forth. Assuming that in a pirates world, simply taking what you can get is etiquette enough, Paige reached forward and grabbed anything that looked appetizing. Pike smiling reassuringly from across the table the entire time comforted Paige more than looking at Jack whom was ignoring her to stuff his face full of food and rum.
Paige began eating with her hands as soon as she had gotten as much food as she believed she was going to eat… she even began talking to everyone around her, a lot of different individuals began making idle chatter with her though some seemed still a bit more hostile to her then they truly should have been without knowing her… there were a few laughs, a few bottles of rum – more like 10 – that were drank down by everyone in the crowd of pirates.
By the time that half of the pirates were sleeping in their plates, or in their treasured rum, Paige was almost falling over herself from drunkenness and from fatigue. Deciding to go to sleep in her own bed rather than the alternative of sleeping around a bunch of drunken men that she didn't know very well, she stumbled to her feet and began walking towards the door. From behind her, a slight rustling could be heard.
"Where… where are you going girly? The party's just begun!" the voice of Jack Sparrow slurred to life behind her… For some reason, that voice made Paige a tad bit more uncomfortable than was originally planned.
"I'm going to sleep now, I'm very, very tired" she drew out the r's in very as if attempting to emphasize her point to him. She turned around slowly and was surprised to see him standing directly in front of her. Stumbling backwards she leaned against the doorway and stared at him.
"Well, why don't you come and sleep with me, it would be a dandy idea" Jack smiled at her seductively, or what was probably meant to be seductively, and put a hand out towards Paige. He swayed unsteadily on his feet, as if simply putting his hand out put him off balance, which was all the more convenient for Paige when she put her hand against his chest and smiled up at him. The look in her eyes was a lot more sober than it had been a few moments before.
"Now Jack, I've just met you. That wouldn't be very lady like of me to go to your bed already. That, and I don't think you would last nearly as long as I'm sure you would like to." Her smile turned into a smirk before she pushed roughly on his chest so he fell backwards onto his arse. He glared up at her drunkenly, though a playful tilt to his smile caught her off guard. He reached beside himself and grabbed a half empty bottle of rum, drinking it down, leaning his head back as if to get more and more into his mouth with each swallow until he was almost laying on his back. When he was done the bottle he threw it towards Paige, hitting the wall beside her and effectively shattering the glass bottle. Paige jumped and ran out of the room, not trusting to be close to him like that.
She ran across the deck and down the stairs towards her own cabin, not stopping until she was safely inside and with the door behind her. She pulled a chair over from beside her bed and lodged it under the door, hoping that that would be enough to keep up safe until everyone had slept off the rum running through their veins.
Paige sat that way for more than twenty minutes, she was sure. She could hear men on the other side groggily moving around, as if trying to find something but not sure as to where to start looking. By the time that she was comfortable enough to walk away from the door, she was startled to hear the footsteps on the other side stop before her door.
"I know that you're in there… come out, come out, where ever you are!" the voice of Jack rang on the other side ominously. Paige sat down heavily on the chair, though somehow it didn't make nearly as much noise as she expected it should have were she not drunk and probably over judging how she had thrown herself. She made sure that her breathing was long and even, hoping that he would simply assume her asleep and go away.
"Lass, I know that you wouldn't be sleeping after what I just did, ye better open the door before I have to break it down… and that would be a crying shame because some of the crew would than have to fix the door or simply leave it there for you to be a spectacle."
Jesus… what on earth and I supposed to do? Open the door and hope he doesn't do something, or simply stay here and see what happens. Maybe he's bluffing…
"I'm not bluffing here darling, I will break down this door even if you have something lodged behind it. I would really rather talk to you face to face than through a door."
Oh damn, so much for that.
Paige stood up and turned towards the door, pulling the chair away from the door and waited. Jack never opened it, there was no angry man swinging the door open and no angry face propelling itself into hers. Somehow, she wasn't comforted by that.
Placing her hand on the door, she winced and turned the handle, hoping that the boogeyman on the other side wasn't going to eat her.
What childish thinking… accurate, but childish. Somehow, I think that this isn't going to go well… then again, what so far has?
Paige threw open the door, and stopped dead at what she saw.
A/N DUN DUN DUN! CLIFF HANGER! BOWAHAHA
Jenn : you bitch, how could you !
Moi: I needed to make sure you had something to harass me about in the future darling.
Jenn: … you're going to regret this!
Moi: Probably… oh well.
Jack: Someone save me? Please?
Jenn + Moi: quiet you, or we burn more run.
Jack: You're both monsters!
Evil laughter
Okay, I know that some individuals aren't going to be happy with what I just did, but oh well. comment, review, and what not and I'll try to actually get another chapter up within the next week or so thank you! And goodnight!