Ricki Sparrow
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A/N: Some shout outs before we begin the next chapter full of so much emotion, it should be in two parts...like Harry Potter and Twilight...which is seriously ticking me off:P But anyway! Here we go;)
To Korver Sauce and Anonymous: Thank you so much for the idea! It is definitely being used:) And thanks for the reviews!
To Pinkbull115: I usually picture her as myself, too:) I have brown hair, but its really straight, so I usually imagine her like me, but with curly hair...or sometimes I just picture her as a younger Angelica:) Thanks for your review!
Here's the next chapter and I hope that you all like it;)
WARNING: Super fluffy with lots of tears, love, drama, romance, comfort, hurt, family, and reunions:) Not much action...in THIS chapter anyway O.O
When Ricki woke up, she found it quite hard to breathe.
She felt really cramped, too. And it was dark. Her eyes were open, but she couldn't see anything...
Where am I?
She tried to move, but found it impossible. She tried to scream, but it was muffled. She moved her hands all around her confinement, and came to the conclusion that she was in a box of some sort. Not knowing what else to do, Ricki took one of the pins from her hair, and poked a hole in the top of it. It was made of wood, so it took some carving, but eventually, she was able to penetrate it.
And a grain of sand fell through the miniscule pinpoint.
Oh, no. No, no, no. They already buried me!
Ricki had no idea what she was going to do. If she tried to dig her way out, there was a good chance that she would suffocate. But if she didn't at least try, she would definitely have no chance...
It's worth a try, she thought.
Ricki retrieved a small blade, and found the point to which the box open and shut. She sliced it in half, and popped the top of the box open.
Sand instantly flooded the entire space that Ricki had been in. She held her breath, and began to dig upwards.
It's harder to dig through six feet of sand than you might think. She almost gave up twice, and was almost of breath. She was just about to give up again-
When her hand felt a cool breeze.
With her new strength, she finished her way to the top, and took a deep breath. Sunshine filtered through the many clouds in the sky, and the sound of crashing waves was prominent. Ricki took another breath, and smiled. She was back!
Angelica stirred in her sleep. Even when unconscious, she was still so uneasy. Her mind knew that her daughter was gone, conscious or not. Not even sleep could make her feel better.
Angelica was curled up in the sand, next to the burnt out fire. She was the only one who had stayed next to the ocean overnight. The rest of the crew (including Jack) had moved about ten miles away, in a clearing next to the jungle. They hadn't wanted to risk high-tide. Jack was going to wake Angelica to have her go with them, but he hadn't. It had taken her so long to get to sleep, and she was in so much pain...
Angelica couldn't see Ricki's (shutter) grave from where she slept. It was much further down the beach.
While Angelica slept, she dreamt...
"Ricki, stay close to me." Angelica instructed her daughter as they made their way through the dense, dark streets of Tortuga.
"Mummy, it smells funny over there." four year old Ricki whimpered, pointing to a bar.
"Don't go in there, love." Angelica said.
"But Daddy's in there." Ricki insisted.
"Daddy's a grown up. You're not. Here, hold my hand." Angelica said, taking her little girl's hand.
Ricki sighed in an annoyed, cute way, and Angelica laughed. How she so loved her daughter.
"Oi! She's a beaut."
Angelica narrowed her eyes, and looked to her right. Three pirates were staring at her and Ricki.
"Ello, love." one of the pirates said, coming over to them.
"Don't say a word." Angelica whispered in Ricki's ear, tightening her hold on her girl's hand.
"Do you need help with something?" Angelica asked.
"Aye. I think you can help us with a little something, lass." Another of the pirates said, laughing.
"I'm sorry, I don't think we can." Angelica said, beginning to walk away with Ricki. The pirates stopped them again.
"Oi, love! You don't go until we say you can go."
"Aye. And we don't say go."
"Leave us alone." Angelica said, her left hand twitching toward her sword.
One of the pirates noticed this. "Awe, a tough one."
"I like 'em fiesty."
"Oi! How about we don't touch what's not ours, gentlemen?" Jack said, emerging from the bar.
"And who are you?" One of the pirates said.
"Who am I?" Jack repeated. "Who am I? Why, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!"
The pirates started laughing at him, and looked back to Angelica and Ricki.
"We'll see you around, beautiful." One of them said, winking. Ricki spit towards them, and managed to hit their shoe. The pirates looked enraged, but kept going forward.
"Thank you, Jack." Angelica said, looking back.
"No need, love. I wouldn't let anything happen to Ricki...er, or you." Jack smiled sheepishly, and took a drink of rum.
So much had changed since those simple, carefree times.
Ricki had been walking for more than an hour to try to find her parents. No sign of them on either side of the beach. She decided to try the jungle.
She walked through the jungle for what seemd like forever before she emerged on the other side. It was a clearing, a valley, almost. She was at the top of it, and was able to see her father and Gibbs talking by a fire. The rest of the crew were in the tents near there. Gibbs turned to her father, who was taking a sip of rum...
"Jack...are ye okay?" Gibbs asked Jack, concerned.
"No." Jack said, staring straight ahead.
"Cap'n...I'm sorry." Gibbs muttered.
"Not you're fault, mate." Jack said, taking a swig of rum.
"I'm still sorry, mate. How's Angelica holding up?"
"Worse than me, I'd say." Jack said. "Hasn't left the shore."
Ricki couldn't hear what they were saying, but her dad looked awful. She starting climbing down towards him.
When she finally was near him, her heart was pounding loudly in her chest. Her palms were sweating, and she felt sick. How was she going to convince her father that he wasn't crazy? That she really was there...?
It was Gibbs who saw her first. He looked up from his spot next to the fire, Jack passed out by his side. Ricki realized that it was almost sunset...
"Hello? Who's there?" Gibbs asked, his hand itching towards his blade.
"Gibbs?" Ricki asked. "Gibbs, it's me."
"Me who?" Gibbs asked, squinting in the dim light.
"Ricki." Ricki said, looking towards her dad.
Gibbs's eyes went wide, and he shook Jack - rather hard - without taking his eyes off of the young Miss Sparrow.
"Cap'n!" he said, shaking Jack.
"Wha-What?" Jack murmured, shaking Gibbs's hand away.
"There's someone who be wanting to see you, Cap'n." Gibbs said.
"Angelica?" Jack asked.
Gibbs shrugged. "Close enough."
Jack popped up, and stared at Ricki.
Neither Ricki nor her father said anything for a long time. They just stared at each other. Ricki was already bawling when her father finally spoke.
"Love?"
Ricki hurled herself into her father's arms, and cried. Unsure of what to do, Jack patted her back and tried to comfort her, but his brain was in a shock, and he couldn't comprehend much.
"Ricki...what happened?" Jack choked out. "You...You were dead..."
"I...I..." Ricki sobbed, and she was too upset to continue.
"You what, love?" Jack asked.
"I beat Blackbeard!" Ricki forced out. "On a beach somewhere! It was our souls...and I beat him!" Ricki said, a fresh wave of tears flowing from her eyes.
"You beat Blackbeard?" Jack asked incredulously.
"Aye, dad. And then a man named William Turner helped me find my way back." Ricki said.
Jack thought for a moment before telling Gibbs, "Send bloody William a 'Thank You' basket for me, would you Gibbs?"
"You know him?" Ricki asked.
Jack sighed, and said, "Long story." Then, he added, "Have you seen your mother yet?"
"No." Ricki said. "I've been wandering the beach and jungle all day. You were the first ones I found."
Ricki thought of Michael and Steven and everyone else who thought her dead, sleeping alone in their tents, missing her...
"You need to see Angelica, first, love." Jack said, following his daughter's eyes to Michael's tent. "She's...fragile."
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