"Not here." Jack offered, keeping an eye on Teague's hands.
"Obviously. If he was here, I would've known by now." Teague said, getting annoyed. "Now where is he?"
"Else where." Jack said just as Teague was finishing up. "Well Da, I gotta go. Got a ship to Captain and all-"
"And when are you going to get rid of Barbossa?"
Jack thought for a moment. "Not sure yet. He's too entertaining."
In the Captain's Cabin of the Black Pearl...
Alex walked into the cabin, and found it a mess. Mostly women's clothes, as if the men had been digging through large piles of it. She then noticed a simple red satin dress. It was a sleeveless form fitting dress. She picked it up and held it up against herself. It reached to just above her knees.
"Better be careful with that color." A voice said.
Alex turned around, startled. She released a sigh of relief at who she saw. "Oh Captain Barbossa! You really shouldn't sneak up on me like that!"
"And you should be careful with that color." Barbossa said, picking up a burgundy gown. "Notice anything about Sparrow and Teague?"
"They're related?"
"Besides that."
"They look alike."
"And?" He asked, gesturing toward his green bandana.
"They talk alike?"
"Anything else?" Barbossa asked, gesturing toward his jacket.
"They smell similar?"
"No!" Barbossa said, giving up. "Red. They both wear red."
"And?"
"Red seems to be the color adopted by that family as their main color. If you were at one of their family dinners, you would see everyone wearing red. Everybody knows this." Barbossa said. "Including their enemies. If you were to leave this ship wearing red, you would probably be kidnaped for ransom before you left docks, if not killed on the spot."
Alex thought about it for a moment. "It still is a pretty dress."
"You'd risk your life for a dress?"
Alex blushed. "For a chance to be mistaken as someone important to Captain Sparrow." She said, before she started picking up the dresses.
Barbossa sat down in a chair, and carefully leaned over to get a good view without Alex noticing. Every time Alex would look up, Barbossa was looking at an imaginary hole in the gown. After a while, Barbossa gave up. "You know lass, there are more men aboard this ship."
Alex turned around. "Meaning?"
Barbossa stood up, tossing the gown aside. "Alex, you and I both know that Sparrow isn't what one would call 'faithful'."
"I don't understand." Alex said, completely puzzled. "What does that have to do with-"
Suddenly, Alex was on the desk, with Barbossa's face hovering just slightly over her's as he held her wrists down. "Miss Alexandra, I'm the type of man that knows what he wants and doesn't stop until he get it." Barbossa whispered, before leaning down to her right ear. "I think it's obvious what I want now."
Alex couldn't hide the horror on her face when she realized what Barbossa was talking about. Nor did she need to. "Ca-Captain Barbossa? Do you mind getting off-"
"Oh yes I do mind." Barbossa whispered. "Nobody's coming in. I have the only set of keys on the hook. We've got all the time in the world."
Outside the Cabin...
Jack walked to the door and tried the door knob. Locked. He then reached into one of his jacket pockets, before panicking and checking all of his pockets. No keys.
"Problem Captain?" Mr. Gibbs asked, walking over.
"Lost my keys."
"Remember, you told Barbossa to hold them while you went to pick up Alex." Mr. Gibbs said. "Actually, I saw Alex walk into the Cabin, followed by Barbossa."
"I'll be right back." Jack said, walking over to the side of the ship...
In the Captain's Cabin of the Misty Lady...
Teague was blowing the ink in his Captain's Logbook entry dry when Jack came in. "What now Jackie?"
"Mind if I borrow your keys?"
"What for?"
"Locked out of my own cabin."
Ten minutes later...
"Captain Barbossa, stop that!" Alex said, turning her face away when Barbossa tried to kiss her.
"You're not going anywhere until I say-" Barbossa started, before he felt a blunt object smack the back of his head and everything went black...
Jack couldn't help but to smirk at the violent way Alex shoved Barbossa to the floor as she sat up. "Bad day Lass?" He asked jokingly, tossing aside a wooden apple paperweight about the size of his fist. Alex then looked up at Jack, before throwing herself into his arms. Jack stiffened, not knowing what to do. He then wrapped his arms around her...
At the doorway, Teague stood there, smirking...
So, on my way to Williamsburg, my sister's car gets a flat tire, so we had to put the spare on and come back home. My childhood dream vacation, ruined because of a stupid flat tire. Seriously, I've been wanting to go there since my brother went on his 5th grade class field trip there, 12 years ago (my class didn't go because the schools were still too scared after 9/11 to do any real field trips) I was so upset I wrote this chapter last night...
I was actually beginning to think that Jack and Barbossa were getting along a bit too well...
And I'm going to have a poll up on my profile for the title of this story...I'm probably going to keep it up for a week...so please vote (my muse isn't helping...)