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Ch 9

JASPER POV-

The world comes crashing back towards me like a giant title wave.

"I'm Edward… I'm Edward… I'm Edward…" His voice kept running though my head, bright green eyes staring at me. I was now wide awake and I knew sooner or later that I would have to open my eyes and "face the music" so to speak.

I take a deep breath before slowly cracking my eyes open and looking around. The room was well light from the sunlight and it doesn't take long for my eyes to land upon Edward, slumped down in his chair, sleeping.

I took the time to look him over. He had filled out some; I could diffidently see some muscle mass under his tight shirt. His hair was as wild as ever, and I couldn't help but smile as I noticed slight scruff upon his jaw line. The boy I had known years ago for only a few days was long gone. In his place was a beautiful man.

"Good Morning Prince Jasper. Did you sleep alright?" Edward suddenly says, causing me to jump in fright. I had been so fixated on his arms that were crossed over his chest that I hadn't realized that he was awake.

"Good Morning Edward. Yes I slept alright, thank-you." Is my reply as I slowly sit up, so that I didn't have to look at him sideways. Before I could even register his movement, he's kneeling at my eye level with a cup of water.

"You must be thirsty, please Prince drink." He said, his eyes not meeting my own.

"Thank-you Edward, but would you please call me Jasper?" I almost whisper as I lift his head to meet mine.

I register confusion in his eyes before he stands and walks away from me. "It would be improper." He says, though I don't know if he is talking to me or to himself.

"I don't care what's proper or not and anyway what happened? How did I get to be here?" Suddenly I am aware that I have no memory of getting here, or of changing into these different clothes.

"About a day and a half ago I boarded a sister ship of mine. The captain Carlisle was dying. It was Demeti was the one that sent me into that room you were in. I was waiting to speak with James. Or deal has always been no prisoners; the killing was bad enough without having to bring it aboard our own ships. Think of me as you may, but we can't always help who we become. Some of us get desperate enough to do certain things. Prince Jasper all you need to know is that you are safe on my ship. None of the crew will harm you, and we will be taking you back to safety after the winter storms have passed." He was gone before I could even form a single word.

"Thank-you." I whispered to the empty room as I again lay down, not sure I wanted to leave the safety of the room. How could he promise me safety? No I would stay here. Hide from the world and people who my father has harmed.

EDWARD POV-

I knew I couldn't allow for me to develop feelings for the prince, soon enough he will be back to his castle. I had to keep my distance from him. I could not and will not develop any kind of feelings for this man. What kind of person would own a slave, why would I want anything to do with this spoiled prince?

Making my way up to the crows nest I thought about him. How I reacted when I had first seen him on the floor looking so broken. How he had looked that way giving me my freedom. So determined so sure of what he was saying. If it wasn't for him I would have still been a slave, that is if I would have lived this long.

I knew James would not bring his ship to our winter home. He would avoid me best he could. James wasn't a complete idiot he knew I was a better swords man than him, he knew I wouldn't hesitate killing him if he dared to threaten me.

The weather was perfect and in two days time we would be docking for the winter months.

My biggest worry was taking Jas… I mean the Prince into that inn, maybe it would be best if we were to lie about his true identity for his safety. But the biggest question is how would I survive being with Jasper through the winter? He was a beautiful man, even with his bruises and cuts I could tell that. I could not afford to fall in love with him that would be my downfall.

I stay up in the crows nest until the sun is high above, telling me the women must have the food ready and Jas… I mean the Prince should eat something to regain his strength.

"I should have known your nose would lead you in here the moment the bead was done." Rose said making Esme and Bella laugh as I enter the kitchen.

"Now Rose that's not why I am here. The Prince is awake and should eat something." I say, swiping a fresh roll and taking a bite from it.

It takes five minutes for Rose to prepare a tray for me to take back to my quarters; I'm not too surprised that the Prince didn't exit my room. After all he had been through; he'd probably like to just hide away somewhere.

I don't even knock on the door before opening it and walking in. Seeing Jasper moving to sit up, obviously startled by my entrance.

"I brought you some lunch." I say as I set the tray down and pick up the soup. "Please eat."

He looks at the offered bowl, as if trying to decide if he should take it or not. His stomach picks that moment to growl from hunger, effectively making up his mind as he swipes the bowl from me and begins to eat. I grab my own bowl as I sit in my chair not bothering to eat as I watch him. The sunlight was shining through the window, making his hair look more golden than ever, almost like an angel.

"Thank you, the soup was very good." He says placing his empty bowl back on the tray and eyeing the bread.

"Please help yourself." I say as I motion towards the food. "There is plenty."

Silence settles over us as he practically inhales the rolls.

"We will be docking in two days at our winter home; it may be wise if you were to go by a different name while we are there." I say as I eventually finish my own bowl of soup and begin eating a roll.

"Um... I guess I can go by Jazz; it's what my younger sister calls me." He says with a slight blush on his cheeks when he looks up and realizes that I am staring at him. That blush, did this boy know what he was doing to me with such a simple thing like a blush?

"Jazz would work, um we can tell people you are new to the crew, I'll have to get you some different clothing and a cutlass…" I started to ramble as I named off things he would need.

I spend most of the rest of the afternoon collecting things for Jas… The Prince. We would be docking me for I knew it and I wanted to have everything ready.

It was supper time, the crew and I were all sitting around on deck when my door opened and Jasper walked out. All of the previous conversation stopped when the crew turned to look at him.

I could see their conflicting emotions. They had all been slaves of the crown; I knew this wouldn't be easy. But I had hope that my crew could see through what the king had done to them and what Jasper had done.

No one rose from their seats as the Prince walked closer, though I did notice a few that slightly bowed their heads in acknowledgement. In truth I'm unsure how we were to all act in his presence. I really didn't think any of this through when I saw him laying there and brought him on board.

I knew I didn't trust the crown, but I also remember my promise to the young prince the day he let me go. All debts must be paid back. It was a code we lived by, those of us who had honor that is. I may be a pirate and I may kill in a fair battle, but that was all about surviving in this world. Now it was left up to me to protect the prince's true identity this winter and see him home in spring.

Just the thought of sailing the waters close to the castle made me shiver. Once docked we would be trapped if anyone recognized the ship, and the moment the Prince was recognized, guards would be on us so fast we may not get out alive. No I could not take my crew with me when I take Jasper back, I will not put them in danger.

The evening meal passes surprisingly well. The crew chatting up a storm about docking for winter, the ladies talking about getting new dresses, the only people it seemed who were not speaking was Jasper and myself. After getting his food the prince had sat off to the side, seeming to attempt to make himself invisible so not to disturb anyone. The crew paid him no mind, but me, I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

The sun had long gone down and the moon was full as it shone around us, bouncing off the ocean waves. I studied every movement Jasper made from the way is arm muscle bunched when he lifted the spoon to his mouth, to the way his Adams apple bobbed as he swallowed. Everything about him screamed man to me, so different from the boy I had met years ago.

As I watched him I could feel myself growing hard, I've been on this ship with just my shipmates for months now. They were like brothers to me; none of them were my type. Now here's this man, he came out of nowhere and has me as hard as a rock and he doesn't even know it.

I quickly turn my attention back to my food and quickly finishing it before heading for a bath. I fill the tub up with warm water, lock the door, strip and get in. Slowly I let my hand glide down my torso to my pulsing member.

I close my eyes and imagine Jasper, opening the door before seeing me, smiling he would say, "Let me do that." His hand would reach into the water removing my hand from my own pulsing member; slowly and sweetly he would to tease me, knowing exactly what would drive me over the edge and bringing me there, just to pull back, never letting me go completely over. Soon he's in the water with me, situated between my legs. His clothes still on and getting soaked.

I continued to work my hand, as I imagined Jasper there, kneeling before me in the water, his voice running over my like honey as I imagine him whispering dirty things to me, right as I cum, riding out the blissful waves.

It takes minutes or hours for me to come back to the real world, remembering that I am alone, and the only loving I've had in months was my own hand.

I quickly get out of the tub, dry off and change before joining the others on deck, none of them the whisper on what I had just did and who I had been thinking of.

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