A/N - This is an AU with the characters still as close to canon as possible, except for a word of warning that this Gibbs is very different. And it is the late 18th century, presently 1785.
A/N 2– thank you to Wikipedia … without whom, I would have just guessed, more than I did anyway.
Thank you to my betas – bettyboop and skyking
AU set in late 18th century
Pairings - M/F, M/M (It WILL be slash, don't like don't read)
Rating – started pg13 Now M this chapter is M for language and situations
Warnings for entire story – language, non-sexual non-con Whipping, War violence, mention of past child abuse, slavery, dub-con sex, nudity, rape, murder, suicidal thoughts, illness, drinking, drugs, kidnapping, tattooing and Pirates. And I have only gotten to the tenth chapter.
Warning for Chapter! – see end of chapter for possible trigger situation, won't give away important plot here.
Disclaimer for the entire story, they are not mine, I am not making a cent from this. And any resemblance to any person past or present, living or dead, or undead, is pure coincidence. If they were mine they would have much more fun on the show, even if it would have to rated TVMA.
The Blue Pirate - Captured Memories
Tony shades his eyes from the bright sun coming through the palm trees. He shifts the sand through his fingers and remembers back to when his world changed completely, the day he was captured by the famous Blue Pirate. His mind flashes forward to the day that The Blue Pirate proved to him that he would do whatever it took to protect his treasure, be it of gold or of the flesh.
The bodies swing slowly with the rocking of the ship. Tony still can't quite believe that Captain Gibbs has allowed his own men to be hung. Tony glances once more at the faces of the dead men and shivers at the thought that it could have very well been him hanging from the Soaring Hawk's masts yard arms.
Tony's thoughts go back to just a few weeks ago…
Things had started off relatively easily so he should have had some clue that they wouldn't stay that way. The first week of kitchen duty had been hard work, but he had expected that. And he was constantly the center of jokes and harmless pranks from the crew. Jokes were some of what kept the pirate ship from turning into a "free for all" "all out" killing fest on each other. The only thing that stayed the same from the very first day he was on board was the way that Captain Gibbs kept a watchful and possessive eye on him.
Captain Gibbs had made the decision that he needed to avoid any trouble made by his capture of Captain DiNozzo. He was worried about any concerned individuals in New Orleans that might cause trouble. So he ordered the ship to sail as fast as possible to a secluded island near the coast of Florida. The Soaring Hawk had needed a good cleaning inside and out for a long time so The Blue Captain wanted to go to a small island that was frequented by his friend Mike Franks. Apparently some of the crew had been looking forward to some time off in the Cajun city of New Orleans and the extra time at sea and trip to the islands near Cuba was not in their plans.
Tony remembers when after returning from serving his first few shifts in the galley Gibbs had been livid to discover the bruises' on Tony's buttocks and hips from the "playful" pinches of the men. The memory of Gibbs storming into the next meal and threatening each and every crew member with the "immediate removal of their fingers if another bruise was found on his property" still made Tony shiver in a way he had yet to figure out completely. In fact the young captain had yet to figure out very much at all since his capture by the Blue Pirate.
While the number of crew members taunting him had dwindled during the trip to the island, the pranks had turned a bit crueler to the point of tripping him while he was carrying extremely hot wash water. The number of excuses he had to come up with for the injuries was becoming limited. Even with Gibbs' cold stares Tony refused to name the crew responsible for the more vicious attacks and kept blaming any new bruises on accidents.
Having been a ship's Captain, Tony knew what happened to rats on ships. Still, how many times could he fall down the same flight of stairs? And how long could it take him to learn not to burn himself on the stove? Tony didn't want to see Gibbs wrath aimed at the few men who were hurting him. But on the other hand, how far were the men willing to go to with their pranks?
Captain Gibbs checked his secret stash of gold and silver. He thought that maybe his men would be a lot happier once he offered them the extra monies he had been saving. He would make the crew work for the coins, but his secret stash of treasure would make a great reward for them. The silver coins had seemed a little different than he remembered from before. The last time he had added to his stash he had been in a hurry, so he wasn't too worried about it. But he would keep a closer eye on it.
Tony found the kitchen duty wasn't entirely worthless. His talks with Fornell in the kitchen had revealed some of Gibbs history. Tony now knew that Gibbs had been born in Pennsylvania and had been married and widowed before he became a pirate. That information had helped explain the names that the pirate would cry out in his troubled sleep at times.
Tony had also learned how Fornell had lost his leg and the secret that Gibbs and the cook shared. Not long after Jethro Gibbs had fled his home in Pennsylvania he met a fiery red hair woman who swept him into a romance and quick marriage. This was followed by an equally fiery and quick divorce. At a bar in Charleston, South Carolina, Tobias Fornell had witnessed the final yelling match between the Gibbs' and fell head over heels in love with the wild Diane.
Their marriage fared better and a beautiful young daughter was born to the couple. Emily Fornell was born and the young couple had a joyous time until Diane thought Tobias was cheating on her. She chased him out of the house shooting at him but only managed to hit his leg instead of his chest or head. Tobias fled Charleston with Jethro Gibbs and one leg. The two men parted ways at New Orleans, but met back up when Tobias was 'shanghaied' from the town. The Blue Pirate hunted down the other ship and bargained for Tobias to be on his ship.
Two weeks into The Soaring Hawk's voyage to the tropical island the Captain calls a meeting with Stan Burly.
"Stan, I tell you the count is down twenty percent again." Gibbs argues with his first mate.
"But only two of us on board know where you hide your stash." Burly states while pacing the floor of his captain's room, "You and me. And I Know I haven't told anyone where you keep your monies."
"Someone is stealing from me and not only me but this is what I was going to use to pay the crew to clean my ship." The pirate captain exclaims.
"I'll help you keep an eye out but I am more worried about running into a storm on the way to Mike's island." Stan says setting out some maps and charts.
"Here, let me see those charts again," Gibbs says as he puts the money problem to the back of his mind.
Tony DiNozzo approaches the cabin he has been sharing with his new lover for the past many weeks with slow and halting steps. He knows he cannot come up with an excuse for the burns on his arms this time. He knows Gibbs has ordered Fornell to keep him away from the stove because of the number of burns that Tony keeps accidently receiving.
This time his two main aggressors have held his arms to a lit lamp shade until he promised them his share of the next raids gold and silver.
Tony sits down on the stool by the small table. He carefully tries to remove his boots without anything touching his new burns. The young man jumps as his captain and lover storms into the cabin.
"What's wrong Gibbs?"
"There are things happening on MY ship and I don't know what is causing them!" the older man storms while taking his private rum bottle out and drinking several healthy gulps.
"What's wrong?" Tony hesitates to ask, knowing part of the problem.
Gibbs suddenly crosses the room and grabs Tony's hands making him extend his arms and show the new burns, "You won't tell me who is hurting you!"
"I keep telling you that I had-"
"An accident," Gibbs goes back to his rum and finishes the bottle, "I don't believe you!"
"Well that's your choice," Tony goes to lay down on the bed but Gibbs steps in front of him.
"I got something else to ask you."
"What? I'm tired and as you pointed out, hurting again." Tony snaps at Gibbs.
"Well that's your choice," Gibbs says with a snarl, "Isn't it."
"Don't you go throwing my words back at me." Tony turns his back to his lover.
"Why won't you tell me who is hurting you?" Gibbs yells. Then his infamous 'gut' kicks in and he grabs Tony by the shoulders and turns him around, "Why are they hurting you? Can you tell me that? Why are they hurting you?"
Tony remains just as silent as ever further angering his captain and lover.
"They are blackmailing you aren't they?" Gibbs accuses.
Tony gasps as he thinks Gibbs has figured everything out but before he can say anything Gibbs continues, "They are making you steal from me."
"Never, I-I I would never-"Tony stammers.
"How can I trust what you are telling me right now?" Gibbs grabs Tony's arms causing the younger man to pull away with a cry of agony.
"Gibbs, how can you even suggest that I would steal from you?"
"I don't know! Maybe it is the fact that you won't tell me who keeps hurting you or why!"Gibbs says trying to see the burns. Then uncharacteristically tender Gibbs asks, "Please let me see your arms."
"Why do you even care? I'm nothing but a sex slave for you!"Tony turns away from the storm of emotions crashing though his heart. He turns and walks out the door.
Stung by the words Jethro grabs a few of Tony's clothes and throws them out the door, "Go sleep somewhere else if that is all you think you are to me!" and with that he slams and bolts the door.
Tony stands outside the cabin staring at the door wondering how things have gotten this wrong. He picks up his clothes and stalks down to the kitchen store room.
"What happened to you?" Fornell asks as Tony throws the bundle of clothes on to the floor beside the extra cot. Tony had found the cot and uses it to catch forty winks between his cooking shifts.
"I don't want to talk about it," Tony says sitting down on the cot. He winces as he puts his head between his arms and accidently hits the burn responsible for this mess.
"Let me see your arms," Tobias says hobbling over to the distressed man.
"They are just small burns," Tony answers. He knows better than to try and hide the true extent of the injury and risk Fornell going to Gibbs right now. Hiding had worked So perfectly in the past,,, not. That avoidance technique had caused the biggest fight, till todays.
"Antonio, you must tell him who is hurting you like this!" Fornell says spreading some Aloe over the burned area, "It is not being a rat when they are taking things this far."
"I just can't Toby," the younger man says shaking his head. As Fornell helps the young man lie down on the cot Tony continues, "I won't be responsible for their deaths. And before you say it, you know he will kill them if he finds out."
That night lying on his small cot Tony berates the tears silently sliding down his cheeks. His memories play though his mind over and over each accusing him of a more heinous offence. The loud snoring of Tobias Fornell from across the room tells Tony that he is alone in his suffering.
Should he have endangered his passengers and crew by defying the offer of the Pirate Captain? Should he have chanced the possibility that Lady Abigail would have been taken and ravaged? Never! Tony would never regret allowing the pirate captain to take him instead of anyone else on his ship. He was the captain and he knew the massive responsibility that job held. He knew very well that his job might call for the sacrifice of his own life.
Should he have fought the rouge pirate when he woke up two days after his capture? Actually, no. At that point he did not much choice but to go along with what he had agreed to. Besides, his ship still was not completely safe and the pirate could have decided to go on and take everyone and everything on board. It had only been two days and he knew it would take longer to shadow The Victoria to the port of New Orleans. His mind screams at him NO he should not have fought the pirate at that point. He literally made his bed, and he had to sleep in it.
Tony still feels he made the best of a very bad situation. His ship could have been sunk, his crew and passengers killed or brutalized, the list keeps playing in his head. Then WHY is he feeling so bad lying here in the dark crying like a baby. Tony remembers his uncle scolding him for crying when he was first sent to boarding school at age nine. He hadn't cried since he left England at age fifteen and the horrible situation there.
Tony hadn't cried since his older cousin Crispian would help hold him down so that the other guys could rape him. Of course they didn't call it rape, or even forcing Tony, the young captain remembers. The other boys called it giving him what he wanted. The only problem with that was, Tony could never remember asking for it from them.
Could it be that he let his dick lead him into this situation that now he can't get out of? Hell yes. The words 'whore' and 'faggot' bounce in his mind in the voices of his uncle, cousin and Headmasters. Tony could not deny that he sought contact and comfort from any source he could get it. He guesses that he has not changed much from when he was in one boarding school after another. He couldn't even make it to the New World without getting himself in trouble again. He has literally let himself be led to bed by his cock into this hell. Tony smiles ruefully remembering his and Jethro's first time together. The memory only leads to Tony turning into his pillow so that his sobs do not wake up the cook on the other side of the room.
Finally his heart creeps in and lays open the reason for the late night tears, the very reason he is lying on a hard cot instead of a soft mattress. He has let himself fall in love. Or as close to it as he has ever come. His treacherous heart has let him fall in love with his captor. The first time they had had sex, just two days after his capture Tony had been awed by the pirate. The older man had the ability to not only over power him physically, but emotionally.
The very fact that Jethro, as he wanted Tony to call him while in bed, had not immediately raped and brutalized him when he was brought on board had caught Tony off guard. The older man in his rough way had tried to seduce the younger captain. Had Tony been stupid enough to let a few sighs and tender caresses convince him that a rough pirate could possibly be in love with his captive? Yeh, his heart was breaking in two. His treacherous, stupid and immature heart has convinced him he is in love.
Finally after another week The Soaring Hawk is in port at one of the many small islands close to the bottom of Florida and Fornell can't stop his smile. Despite the grumbling of some of the crew, he has been really looking forward to visiting all the different islands. There are some spices and fruits he just can't get anywhere else but the tiny islands.
Fornell has already procured several rare things for the kitchen, and enjoyed a local woman or two. There seems to be something about his story of how he lost his leg in the war that the foreign women always find so intriguing. He always fails to mention that it was a war with his ex wife. He is just about ready to yell for Tony to wake up and hurry so that they can get dinner going when he hears a low moan from the store room.
"Who's there?" Fornell asks into the darkness of the room.
"Toby," a painful groan answers.
Tobias immediately recognized his nickname only Tony has been using lately while working in the kitchen. The old man hurried to grabs a lantern and hobbles as fast as his wooden leg will take him down the stairs.
"Sweet Mother of Jesus!" The old man exclaims, "What the hell happened to you?"
Fornell tries to touch the badly beaten man lying on the floor in tattered clothes but he can't seem to find a spot that is not bloody.
"Burly! Callen! Someone get Gibbs Now!" Fornell yells from the doorway of the small room while not taking his eyes off the hurt man.
Stan Burly almost gags as he runs down the stairs and into the storage room. He pales knowing that someone is going to die for this offence and that he is probably have to carry out the order. He also knows that Gibbs is going to blame himself for Tony sleeping in the storage room.
"Do you think he is going to live?" Callen asks trying to keep the other crew from seeing the almost nude state that the other man has been left in.
"He better," a gruff voice answers as he hurries down the steps, "He doesn't have my permission to die."
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*Warning for possible triggers – Rape and talk of rape of main character.
