He extended a hand to her and she took it. Once she stood up, however, she
nearly fell over again. Jack caught her around the waist, and noticed a
shimmering small black pearl and diamond pendant hanging loosely around
Lillian's neck. Smiling, he walked her back to the Black Pearl.
~*~
From up on the highest corner window of the whorehouse, Anna watched Jack help Lillian onboard his ship. She was dumbfounded. Never, ever in her life had a man rejected her, especially not for another woman. Furiously, she picked up her stockings and pulled them on, attaching them to her knickers with the straps. She grabbed her bottle of rum and took a long swig, sitting back at the window.
"I won't be made a fool. No man rejects me and gets away with it... not if I can help it..."
~*~*~*~*~*~
"How's about I cut a deal with ye... I want Lillian Tremaine and she's gonna be on board th'Black Pearl. Conveniently, yer part of that crew, are ye not?"
"Yes..."
"Well, how's about I give ye one thousand doubloons for your troubles Duncan."
Duncan's eyes grew wide. Never in his life had anyone offered him that much money. But here was this Christopher fellow, and he was offering him one thousand gold doubloons for...
"What exactly is it ye want me t'do?" asked Duncan. Chris' smile grew wider.
"I'll tell ye as soon as you agree to helpin' me out with this"
"I don't know about this mate..."
"One thousand gold doubloons..." said Christopher, tantalizing him with the amount
"Now how does someone such as yerself get one thousand gold doubloons from anyways?"
"Never you mind... will you do it?"
Duncan thought for a while. If Jack ever found out that he was in any way involved with this scheme, he'd be sent strait to Davy Jones Locker as it were. But the prospect of one thousand gold doubloons was too much to refuse.
"Give me the gold an' we have a deal..." said Duncan.
Chris looked around quietly and got up, walking over to a bunch of pilled barrels that were in a corner on the other side of the pub. After a few minutes of searching around, her grasped the end of a well tied and hidden, medium sized cloth bag. It was heavy, but nothing he couldn't handle. Using both arms, he carried the bag over to the other side of the pub, and roughly placed it on the table.
"That bag's too small t'hold one thousand doubloons mate." Said Duncan, eyeing Christopher suspiciously. But Christopher continued to grin at Duncan.
"Well, that's because ye gets half the money first, and when were done, ye gets the other half." Said Christopher.
Duncan grabbed the bag of gold over to him and undid the rope that was holding it closed, looking inside, he saw a generous amount of gold doubloons. There had to be at least five hundred in there. He smiled.
"We have a deal..." said Duncan, obviously satisfied with the money in the bag. "Now ye tell me the plan Chris... The detailed one..."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Duncan walked back to the Black Pearl repeating the plan in his head over and over, making sure he knew what to do. If he messed this up, it would be the end of him. He walked over to the docks and toward the plank to the Black Pearl. He felt a little guilty about what he was going to do, but he wanted the money so much. One thousand gold doubloons! He could do anything he wanted! As long as Jack didn't find out that he did anything. He walked as silently as he could across the deck.
Mr. Gibbs was on deck, obviously making sure no body came onboard without permission. When Duncan looked at him, he saw that Gibbs looked incredibly tired. He needed to get Gibbs out of the way.
"Oy, Gibbs?"
"Yeah mate..."
"Blimey, ye look more tired than any man I've seen. Go ahead an get some sleep, I'll take over the watch fer now."
"Thanks mate, I owe ye one..." said Gibbs, shaking Duncan's hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Duncan was holding a semi-large cloth bag. Her raised an eyebrow at him.
"Where'd ye get that?" Gibbs asked Duncan. Duncan looked down to his side, noticing he was still holding the bag. 'Shit' thought Duncan.
"Stole it o'course!" said Duncan. "Why else d'ye think I'm a pirate?"
Gibbs laughed.
"Right... see ye in the morn' then. Thanks mate." He said, and walked over to the downstairs crew cabins. Duncan watched him go, and as soon as Gibbs closed the door, Duncan breathed a sigh to relief. 'That was close...' he thought. 'Now, on t'business...'
Cleverly hiding the sack of gold behind the piles of rope for the anchor, Duncan reached in his pocket, making sure he had the two things he would need tonight. Feeling both items inside his pockets, he sighed in relief once more. The two items were: a needle full of a sleeping poison, that would knock a person out for a few hours, but not kill them, and a note. These two items were critical for the plan to work. 'It has to work, or else I'm done fer...' He thought to himself.
Silently, he crept over to Lillian and Ana Maria's room. Lillian used to sleep in the Captain's quarters. She had even asked him for a spare blanket and pillow when they first met. But somewhere along the line, tension increased between both of them, and Lillian decided to move into the room where they kept all their loot. At first the rest of the crew was worried she might rob them, but Jack moved all the gold out of that room into his. Of course, the men were still upset. Not only did they not get to sleep in the same place as Ana Maria, but not Lillian had evaded them as well.
When Duncan reached the room, he silently opened the door. Lillian and Ana Maria were both sound asleep, each one sleeping on an opposite end of the small room. 'Thank God Ana Maria's a deep sleeper...' thought Duncan. He tiptoed over to Lillian's resting place and sat down beside her. Preparing himself for what he was about to do, he pulled out the needle and made sure the liquid was inside. He took her arm and stretched it out. She stirred. Before he lost his nerve, he drove the needle into the crook of her arm, causing her to wake up. She would have screamed from the pain. She wanted to, but the poison took its effect fast. Before she could even register what was happening, she felt herself overcome by blackness...
~*~
Duncan picked Lillian up off her bed and carried her outside of the room. Ana Maria was still sound asleep. Closing the door silently, he walked out on deck and placed Lillian on the floor for a moment. It was time for the second part of his assignment.
He made his way over to the Captain's room, and gently opened the door. Jack was lying on his bed, and empty bottle of rum on the floor by his side, passed out. Quietly, Duncan pulled the note out of his coat pocked and placed it on the bedroom table, putting the candlestick on top of it, making sure it didn't fall off. He exited the room as quietly as he could and closed the door.
Lillian was still unconscious where he had left her. He picked her up and carried her off the Black Pearl. 'She's light, this one' he thought to himself. Being a pirate, how would have loved to stay with her until she had woken up, and then ravaged her to his desire. He became aroused just thinking about it. But he had five hundred gold doubloons waiting for him if he completed his task. He'd take the gold over her, any day.
Duncan carried Lillian to a motel, a few alleys behind the whorehouse. When he arrived to door number six, he realized he couldn't knock unless he put Lillian down. He looked to the floor. Mud, dirt, and worms. Normally, he wouldn't have cared, but part of the deal was that she come back unharmed and untarnished, save for the hole in her arm from the needle. So, the only thing he could think of to do, was to knock with his forehead.
He banged his head against the door a eight times, as he was instructed. 'I must look like a moron, doing' this' he thought, dying to rub his forehead. A few moments later, Christopher opened the door and looked from Duncan, to Lillian. Smiling, he let them in.
"Good work Duncan. Did ye leave the note for the Cap's?"
"Yea, now where's me gold? I need to get back to th'Pearl. I'm supposed to be on watch."
"S'over there..." said Christopher, taking Lillian in his arms and placing her on the bed. A malicious grin crept over his face while he was thinking of what he was going to do with her when she awoke. Duncan walked over to the table on the side of the bed, and opened the cloth bag that was sitting on it. Inside he found roughly the same amount of shining gold doubloons as he had before in the other bag. Smiling, he closed it again, and without so much as a goodbye, he left Christopher and Lillian behind in the motel room, and headed back to the Black Pearl.
"Oh what fun I'm gonna have with ye, Miss Tremaine..." said Christopher, taking the chain out from under the bed and, closing one clasp around Lillian's wrist, wrapped the chain around the bedpost and closed the other clasp around her remaining wrist. She was trapped and she didn't even know it...
~*~
Meanwhile, Duncan walked somberly back to the Black Pearl. He felt considerably guilty for what he had done, but there was nothing he could do to change things now. He kept his watch as promised. He wouldn't have been able to sleep anyways.
He watched the dawn break over the horizon, and saw Gibbs come out of the door to the crew cabins. "Cap'n wants us to get a move on as soon as possible..." said Gibbs, walking up to the helm. "The rest of th'crew should bee up here in a bit, I woke 'em up. Thanks fer taking over the watch las' night Duncan."
"No problem Gibbs..." Minutes later, the rest of the Black Pearl's crew came out of that door, ready to set sail. All with the exception of Ana Maria and Captain Sparrow. Ten minutes later, the Black Pearl began to move...
~*~
Jack woke up around midday. He had been thinking about it all night, and he finally realized what he had to do. Today was the day when he would tell Lillian that he loved her. It was the only way he would be able to get rid of his emotional torment. He needed to tell her, and he had finally worked up the courage to do so.
He stood up, and when he began to sway a little bit he realized they had set sail. 'Good, just as I ordered...' he thought. As he was walking out of his cabin, he noticed a note lying held down by the candlestick on his desk. Curious, he moved the candle and took the note. It was addressed to him.
Jack,
If yer reading this, its because Im no longer on the Pearl. I dont want to be on yer ship any longer. Everyone else on board, I can get along with. But I cant stand being around ye anymore. I dont want to have anything to do with ye. Im going on board another ship from Tortuga. Goodbye.
Lillian
Reading that note was probably the most painful thing that had ever happened to him. More painful than being shot twice in the chest, or being given the huge scars on his left arm. His eyes began to water, and he pushed the back defiantly, crumpling the note and throwing it across the room. In his grief, he failed to notice that the letter was written by an uneducated person, which Lillian was not. She was self-taught in the art of proper writing and speaking, because she stole books from stores when she was young. But Jack couldn't think. All he could think about was...she was gone...
~*~*~*~*~*~
DON'T BE MAD AT ME!!! Everything's gonna be ok in the end! This is just... a way for some adventure to happen. Don't you guys just hate Christopher right now? Hehe... anyways. Sorry for the evil chapter, but it's crucial to the story! Read on my fellow mateys! Now, on to my reviewers:
ShadowAllured: Thank you!! :D
Rachel Sparrow: Well, Jack was gonna confess his love to Lillian...but Christopher had to go and be all mean... don't worry! This has a happy ending! Thanks for the review!
Loviet: EEEEE! Thank you!!!!
Tresckow: Well well well Mr. Picky-when-it-comes-to-history... I love you...
Ortain: Yippie!! Cookies! Thank you :D
Eccentric Banshee: Well....whatever Anna is planning comes in later, but you saw Chris' plan! Evil Chris... I always love your reviews. They're so funny! Thanks for the compliments! I'm glad you liked this chapter, and I swear on the life of my boyfriend I'll read your latest as soon as the play is over! Love ya!
Clueless-Patty: Hehe! Thank you :D
Jack-Sparrow-Lover: Now I'm a Jack-Sparrow-Lover-lover! I mean... I love Jack- Sparrow-Lover! I mean... well you know what I mean! Thank you :D
~*~
From up on the highest corner window of the whorehouse, Anna watched Jack help Lillian onboard his ship. She was dumbfounded. Never, ever in her life had a man rejected her, especially not for another woman. Furiously, she picked up her stockings and pulled them on, attaching them to her knickers with the straps. She grabbed her bottle of rum and took a long swig, sitting back at the window.
"I won't be made a fool. No man rejects me and gets away with it... not if I can help it..."
~*~*~*~*~*~
"How's about I cut a deal with ye... I want Lillian Tremaine and she's gonna be on board th'Black Pearl. Conveniently, yer part of that crew, are ye not?"
"Yes..."
"Well, how's about I give ye one thousand doubloons for your troubles Duncan."
Duncan's eyes grew wide. Never in his life had anyone offered him that much money. But here was this Christopher fellow, and he was offering him one thousand gold doubloons for...
"What exactly is it ye want me t'do?" asked Duncan. Chris' smile grew wider.
"I'll tell ye as soon as you agree to helpin' me out with this"
"I don't know about this mate..."
"One thousand gold doubloons..." said Christopher, tantalizing him with the amount
"Now how does someone such as yerself get one thousand gold doubloons from anyways?"
"Never you mind... will you do it?"
Duncan thought for a while. If Jack ever found out that he was in any way involved with this scheme, he'd be sent strait to Davy Jones Locker as it were. But the prospect of one thousand gold doubloons was too much to refuse.
"Give me the gold an' we have a deal..." said Duncan.
Chris looked around quietly and got up, walking over to a bunch of pilled barrels that were in a corner on the other side of the pub. After a few minutes of searching around, her grasped the end of a well tied and hidden, medium sized cloth bag. It was heavy, but nothing he couldn't handle. Using both arms, he carried the bag over to the other side of the pub, and roughly placed it on the table.
"That bag's too small t'hold one thousand doubloons mate." Said Duncan, eyeing Christopher suspiciously. But Christopher continued to grin at Duncan.
"Well, that's because ye gets half the money first, and when were done, ye gets the other half." Said Christopher.
Duncan grabbed the bag of gold over to him and undid the rope that was holding it closed, looking inside, he saw a generous amount of gold doubloons. There had to be at least five hundred in there. He smiled.
"We have a deal..." said Duncan, obviously satisfied with the money in the bag. "Now ye tell me the plan Chris... The detailed one..."
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Duncan walked back to the Black Pearl repeating the plan in his head over and over, making sure he knew what to do. If he messed this up, it would be the end of him. He walked over to the docks and toward the plank to the Black Pearl. He felt a little guilty about what he was going to do, but he wanted the money so much. One thousand gold doubloons! He could do anything he wanted! As long as Jack didn't find out that he did anything. He walked as silently as he could across the deck.
Mr. Gibbs was on deck, obviously making sure no body came onboard without permission. When Duncan looked at him, he saw that Gibbs looked incredibly tired. He needed to get Gibbs out of the way.
"Oy, Gibbs?"
"Yeah mate..."
"Blimey, ye look more tired than any man I've seen. Go ahead an get some sleep, I'll take over the watch fer now."
"Thanks mate, I owe ye one..." said Gibbs, shaking Duncan's hand. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Duncan was holding a semi-large cloth bag. Her raised an eyebrow at him.
"Where'd ye get that?" Gibbs asked Duncan. Duncan looked down to his side, noticing he was still holding the bag. 'Shit' thought Duncan.
"Stole it o'course!" said Duncan. "Why else d'ye think I'm a pirate?"
Gibbs laughed.
"Right... see ye in the morn' then. Thanks mate." He said, and walked over to the downstairs crew cabins. Duncan watched him go, and as soon as Gibbs closed the door, Duncan breathed a sigh to relief. 'That was close...' he thought. 'Now, on t'business...'
Cleverly hiding the sack of gold behind the piles of rope for the anchor, Duncan reached in his pocket, making sure he had the two things he would need tonight. Feeling both items inside his pockets, he sighed in relief once more. The two items were: a needle full of a sleeping poison, that would knock a person out for a few hours, but not kill them, and a note. These two items were critical for the plan to work. 'It has to work, or else I'm done fer...' He thought to himself.
Silently, he crept over to Lillian and Ana Maria's room. Lillian used to sleep in the Captain's quarters. She had even asked him for a spare blanket and pillow when they first met. But somewhere along the line, tension increased between both of them, and Lillian decided to move into the room where they kept all their loot. At first the rest of the crew was worried she might rob them, but Jack moved all the gold out of that room into his. Of course, the men were still upset. Not only did they not get to sleep in the same place as Ana Maria, but not Lillian had evaded them as well.
When Duncan reached the room, he silently opened the door. Lillian and Ana Maria were both sound asleep, each one sleeping on an opposite end of the small room. 'Thank God Ana Maria's a deep sleeper...' thought Duncan. He tiptoed over to Lillian's resting place and sat down beside her. Preparing himself for what he was about to do, he pulled out the needle and made sure the liquid was inside. He took her arm and stretched it out. She stirred. Before he lost his nerve, he drove the needle into the crook of her arm, causing her to wake up. She would have screamed from the pain. She wanted to, but the poison took its effect fast. Before she could even register what was happening, she felt herself overcome by blackness...
~*~
Duncan picked Lillian up off her bed and carried her outside of the room. Ana Maria was still sound asleep. Closing the door silently, he walked out on deck and placed Lillian on the floor for a moment. It was time for the second part of his assignment.
He made his way over to the Captain's room, and gently opened the door. Jack was lying on his bed, and empty bottle of rum on the floor by his side, passed out. Quietly, Duncan pulled the note out of his coat pocked and placed it on the bedroom table, putting the candlestick on top of it, making sure it didn't fall off. He exited the room as quietly as he could and closed the door.
Lillian was still unconscious where he had left her. He picked her up and carried her off the Black Pearl. 'She's light, this one' he thought to himself. Being a pirate, how would have loved to stay with her until she had woken up, and then ravaged her to his desire. He became aroused just thinking about it. But he had five hundred gold doubloons waiting for him if he completed his task. He'd take the gold over her, any day.
Duncan carried Lillian to a motel, a few alleys behind the whorehouse. When he arrived to door number six, he realized he couldn't knock unless he put Lillian down. He looked to the floor. Mud, dirt, and worms. Normally, he wouldn't have cared, but part of the deal was that she come back unharmed and untarnished, save for the hole in her arm from the needle. So, the only thing he could think of to do, was to knock with his forehead.
He banged his head against the door a eight times, as he was instructed. 'I must look like a moron, doing' this' he thought, dying to rub his forehead. A few moments later, Christopher opened the door and looked from Duncan, to Lillian. Smiling, he let them in.
"Good work Duncan. Did ye leave the note for the Cap's?"
"Yea, now where's me gold? I need to get back to th'Pearl. I'm supposed to be on watch."
"S'over there..." said Christopher, taking Lillian in his arms and placing her on the bed. A malicious grin crept over his face while he was thinking of what he was going to do with her when she awoke. Duncan walked over to the table on the side of the bed, and opened the cloth bag that was sitting on it. Inside he found roughly the same amount of shining gold doubloons as he had before in the other bag. Smiling, he closed it again, and without so much as a goodbye, he left Christopher and Lillian behind in the motel room, and headed back to the Black Pearl.
"Oh what fun I'm gonna have with ye, Miss Tremaine..." said Christopher, taking the chain out from under the bed and, closing one clasp around Lillian's wrist, wrapped the chain around the bedpost and closed the other clasp around her remaining wrist. She was trapped and she didn't even know it...
~*~
Meanwhile, Duncan walked somberly back to the Black Pearl. He felt considerably guilty for what he had done, but there was nothing he could do to change things now. He kept his watch as promised. He wouldn't have been able to sleep anyways.
He watched the dawn break over the horizon, and saw Gibbs come out of the door to the crew cabins. "Cap'n wants us to get a move on as soon as possible..." said Gibbs, walking up to the helm. "The rest of th'crew should bee up here in a bit, I woke 'em up. Thanks fer taking over the watch las' night Duncan."
"No problem Gibbs..." Minutes later, the rest of the Black Pearl's crew came out of that door, ready to set sail. All with the exception of Ana Maria and Captain Sparrow. Ten minutes later, the Black Pearl began to move...
~*~
Jack woke up around midday. He had been thinking about it all night, and he finally realized what he had to do. Today was the day when he would tell Lillian that he loved her. It was the only way he would be able to get rid of his emotional torment. He needed to tell her, and he had finally worked up the courage to do so.
He stood up, and when he began to sway a little bit he realized they had set sail. 'Good, just as I ordered...' he thought. As he was walking out of his cabin, he noticed a note lying held down by the candlestick on his desk. Curious, he moved the candle and took the note. It was addressed to him.
Jack,
If yer reading this, its because Im no longer on the Pearl. I dont want to be on yer ship any longer. Everyone else on board, I can get along with. But I cant stand being around ye anymore. I dont want to have anything to do with ye. Im going on board another ship from Tortuga. Goodbye.
Lillian
Reading that note was probably the most painful thing that had ever happened to him. More painful than being shot twice in the chest, or being given the huge scars on his left arm. His eyes began to water, and he pushed the back defiantly, crumpling the note and throwing it across the room. In his grief, he failed to notice that the letter was written by an uneducated person, which Lillian was not. She was self-taught in the art of proper writing and speaking, because she stole books from stores when she was young. But Jack couldn't think. All he could think about was...she was gone...
~*~*~*~*~*~
DON'T BE MAD AT ME!!! Everything's gonna be ok in the end! This is just... a way for some adventure to happen. Don't you guys just hate Christopher right now? Hehe... anyways. Sorry for the evil chapter, but it's crucial to the story! Read on my fellow mateys! Now, on to my reviewers:
ShadowAllured: Thank you!! :D
Rachel Sparrow: Well, Jack was gonna confess his love to Lillian...but Christopher had to go and be all mean... don't worry! This has a happy ending! Thanks for the review!
Loviet: EEEEE! Thank you!!!!
Tresckow: Well well well Mr. Picky-when-it-comes-to-history... I love you...
Ortain: Yippie!! Cookies! Thank you :D
Eccentric Banshee: Well....whatever Anna is planning comes in later, but you saw Chris' plan! Evil Chris... I always love your reviews. They're so funny! Thanks for the compliments! I'm glad you liked this chapter, and I swear on the life of my boyfriend I'll read your latest as soon as the play is over! Love ya!
Clueless-Patty: Hehe! Thank you :D
Jack-Sparrow-Lover: Now I'm a Jack-Sparrow-Lover-lover! I mean... I love Jack- Sparrow-Lover! I mean... well you know what I mean! Thank you :D