A/N: Honest to God, I really did mean to update. I just never got around to it or I forgot the original written copy and I finally found it. So I devised a plan to help with my lack of internet problem: I'll type and upload a chapter at home and prays it actually uploads at school so it can be updated!
Mr. Gibbs got to his feet. "Captain, what if the worst should happen?" Jack looked at him. "Keep to the Code." The older man nodded, "Aye, the Code."
Will looked from Jack to Kylie, who only shrugged, pretending not to understand what the Hell they were talking about. They followed Jack into the boat, who insisted that he be the one to row while Will held the lantern. Unsure of why she was going, Kylie sat across from Jack, ignoring his blatant leering.
"What Code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?" Will finally asked, and Kylie bit back a smile as Jack replied, "Pirate's Code. Any man who falls behind is left behind."
"No heroes amongst thieves?" Will sounded so disgusted that Kylie thought it best to keep her comments to herself. Jack kept on rowing. "You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on you're way to becoming one. You too, love." He winked at her before continuing. "Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the fleet—" Kylie coughed the word "stole," to which he glared at her for interrupting. "—sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga," He stopped rowing to lean over Will's shoulder. "And you're completely obsessed with treasure." Will got out of the boat, Jack walking past him as he denied, "That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure." Rolling her eyes, Kylie followed after Jack, who turned to Will. "Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate."
Knowing that this would take a while, Kylie sat on a boulder, picking at her nails until Will knocked Jack out with an oar. He tried to get her to come with him, but she refused. "You would get caught if I went with you. Now go get her and don't worry, I'll be fine." More than fine, actually. She had fun waiting for Jack to wake up, what with Barbossa yelling and a monkey screeching.
When he did wake up, he stood and wrapped an arm around her waist, oar in hand. "This is all your fault," he mumbled as they made their way to the boat. Only to be stopped by an idiot-cursed pirate crew. "You," Ragetti was his name—stared at Jack. Then Pintel chimed in, "You're supposed to be dead." Jack used his free hand to inspect himself. "Am I not?" He turned, pulling Kylie with him, only to be brought up short by more of the crew. He turned back to them and opened his mouth.
"Palulay." He closed his eyes, trying to remember as he opened them and tried again. "Palu-lo-la-la-lulu." Kylie exchanged weird glances with those who stared back at her. "Parlili. Parsnips, parsley, partner, partner." She waited for Idiot No. 1 to open his mouth.
"Parley?"
"That's the one! Parley! Parley!" Kylie smothered a giggle with her hand. He looked so proud of himself, while Pintel glared at his friend. "Parley?" Then glared at Jack. "Damn to the depths whatever man that thought up 'parley'!"
"That would be—"
"—the French." Kylie finished for him, grinning mischievously. He, however, didn't appreciate her stealing his line and gave her hip a sharp pinch. Yelping, she stomped on his foot. "Cad." He smirked as the crew forced them over to where Barbossa waited. "Pirate."
And boy, did he look surprised to see him. Of course, Jack wasn't helping, what with that provoking grin of his. "How the blazes did you get off that island?" Jack's grin vanished, "When you marooned me on the godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate." They all stared at him. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Kylie snorted and received a pinch while he muttered, "Traitor" under his breath.
Barbossa walked over to them. "Well, I won't be making that mistake again. Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow?" He reached out to touch a lock of Kylie's hair. "But I don't remember you." She jerked her head back, moving closer to Jack as she snarled, "You can die remembering me." Jack's grip tightened in reprimand, but he smirked at his old first mate. "Careful with this one, Hector. She isn't one to bluff a death sentence."
Barbossa turned his back on them and walked away. "Kill them." All guns pointed in their direction, but she didn't panic. Still, she was scared enough to elbow Jack in the ribs, who smirked and held her closer. "The girl's blood didn't work, did it?" He stopped walking. "Hold your fire!" Kylie sneered at the crew's look of disappointment.
"You know whose blood we need."
She didn't have to look to know Jack was smirking. "I know whose blood you need."
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Kylie waited patiently in the brig for Jack to come down. Hearing footsteps, she leaned back against the iron bars.
"Apparently, there's a leak." She grinned when he chuckled and waved a hand. "Things not going as planned?" He caught her hand, pulling her into the shelter of his body. "'Course things are." He kissed her long and deep. "Why wouldn't they be?" She kissed him back, tongue exploring before stepping back from him. "Well, for one you're down here with me, instead of up there trying to bribe Barbossa for the Pearl."
A particular sharp turn of the ship sent them both on their rear. Actually it was more of Kylie's rear since Jack landed on top of her. "Knew you couldn't resist me, love." He grinned, fingers slowly undoing the buttons of her shirt. And to her delight, his lips weren't far behind.
But…there was a battle coming. They couldn't do this now! "Jack, I don't think now is the right place or t-ime!" His mouth closed over her breast, sucking strongly. She cried out when his teeth came into play, tugging her nipple until her back arched beneath him and her boots were braced on the floor. One of his hands snuck down the front of her breeches, finding her warm and wet. Jack growled, the vibration of him at her breast had her screaming as he slid his thumb over that tight bundle of nerves.
And then the cannons went off. Jack pushed her down harder to the floor. He then sat up and yelled, "Stop blowing holes in my ship!" He turned back to Kylie and grinned at the sight of her. She was still on her back, her shirt open and her breasts exposed. "Better button those buttons, darling. You're too tempting at a time like this." Seeing as how she could barely move, he did it for her, kissing a spot of skin over every button.
That's when he saw Gibbs' rum flask, found it empty, and found the iron door broken. Hauling Kylie up, he pushed it open. "Time to go, love." They went up on deck and walked amidst the chaos of gun firing until they reached the railings, where Jack promptly took the rope from a swinging man. "Thanks very much." Kylie clung to him, finally aware of her surroundings. "Hold tight, love." They swung back and forth until they reached other deck. He let go of Kylie as she grabbed a musket and happily started shooting. He shook his head, "Bloodthirsty woman."
Kylie alternated between shooting pirates and watching Elizabeth trying to slap Jack. Tsk, tsk. You have to distract him for that. That's when she saw little Jack running over to the broken mast. "Jack!" Pirate Jack looked to her as she pointed to the other ship.
"Monkey!"
While Jack went chasing after monkey Jack, Kylie and Jack's crew found themselves pinned and forced onto the Black Pearl. Pintel pointed a pistol at them all. "Any of you so much as thinks the word 'parley.' I'll have your guts for garters." Being the smartass she was, Kylie piped up, "You wear garters? Didn't know there were many cross-dressing pirates on board…"
And then the other ship blew sky high.
"Barbossa!" And goody, goody Will showed up. "She goes free!"
"What's in your head, boy?"
"Here we go," Kylie sighed, saying every line she remembered, and somehow found herself on the plank after Elizabeth fell in. God knows what made her do it, but she ended up speaking in a Jack-ish way. "I don't exactly get why I have to walk the plank." And with her hands tied. Bloody pirates.
"Cause, cause you're a woman!" Ragetti looked so excited that she smiled sweetly. "Your grasp of the obvious is astounding." He grinned, "Really?" Pintel elbowed him. "Can't ya see she's insulting you?" Both men glared at her, to which she responded by walking back to the ship and promptly kicked the side of Ragetti's head so that his eye fell out. She then jumped off the plank, laughing at his continuous exclamation of "Me eye!"
She swam to the island where Elizabeth untied her hands and fussed over her. "Kylie, you shouldn't even be alive! After you left the house, they came and I assumed you were killed! But on the way to the ship—" Jack made it on shore and she paused. "I'll tell you later." She ran over to Jack, demanding to know how he got off the island. Kylie shook her head and sat down to remove her boots. Propping them over some drift wood , she went to work on braiding her hair.
Jack sat beside her while Elizabeth went on the opposite side to sulk. Rolling her eyes at him, she told him to wait there while she talked to her. "Elizabeth? You had something to tell me?"
She did.
"Oh! I was going to tell you that on the way to the Pearl, I thought I saw you on board the Interceptor! Good thinking too! But while you were on board I thought I saw one of the officers fall from the ship. I think he was dead but I didn't see a pirate following you." Kylie stared down at the sand, "That's weird. I know I saw one." Elizabeth could only stare in shock at the obvious lie her friend was telling her, but hid her expression carefully. "I'm going for a walk."
Kylie's hands shook as she got up and walked back in the direction she came…and was surprised to find Jack leaning back against a palm tree, arms crossed, and eyes gleaming with both pride and disappointment. "Killed a naval officer did we? Was he the first you ever killed?" She nodded and walked passed him. He caught her arm and pulled her to him. "What did you feel after you did it? Did you feel proud, love?" She stayed silent and shook her head, not wanting him to see her tears. "Do you regret it? Look at me, Kylie." She did and the first tear slipped from her eye. The traitorous bastard.
"Yes, Jack. Yes, I regret it. I didn't feel proud, I felt…scared. He would have taken me back where I probably would have been killed, and then I would never have met you, and Elizabeth wouldn't lie to me because she knew I was lying to her, and—" He grabbed her chin and forced her took him in the eye. "And you never would have known a friend like her." She nodded in agreement, and he held her as she cried, hands massaging her back soothingly.
Jack was a lot wiser than Disney gave him credit for.
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"Gah! Woman, how dare you take advantage of me while I was sleeping!" Jack none-too-gently pushed Kylie off his chest, who clutched her head in agony. "Oh, my head. What a night that was." She looked up at Jack, then at her partially open shirt. "Aahh! You tried to take advantage of me while I was asleep!"
Both of them went silent, their minds finally registering the fact that they just insulted each other of rape. (A/N: Pffft. Classic)
That's when they smelled the smoke, and, simultaneously, turned to Elizabeth to scream in unison.
"WHY IS THE RUM GONE?!"
A/N: For those of you were wondering what the hell went on the night before, I'll put that in the next chapter. But anyway, this was pretty good for an update, huh? Oh and if you got confused at the "traitorous bastard" bit, I was referring to her tear. Kylie doesn't like to cry, but even if she does she always tries to hold it back.
Next Chapter: Temptations