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Chapter 25
"Precious Surprise"

Will and Elizabeth had gone home some time ago, groaning and holding their heads. Jack had disappeared not long after. After a nap and a bath, I strolled carelessly down the hallway. I hadn't seen Lydia all morning either. I felt alone in a huge house. I didn't mind though, sometimes you have to be by yourself. Besides, there were maids running around like they had no time to spare. I heard something fall from one of the rooms. I stopped dead in my tracks, wondering what the noise was. When I heard something else fall I became anxious. I pulled the knife from my boot and walked backward to the wall. I slowly crept along the wall as I continued closer and closer to where the noises of falling objects came from Jack's room. I came to the door and took a quiet deep breath, not sure what I was getting myself into. My long fingers wrapped around the doorknob, I turned it and quietly opened it.
"Who's in 'ere?" I yelled, hoping if anyone was stupid enough to be trying to steal anything to get out while they could still walk.
When I got no answer, I stepped further into the room. The closet door was open a little, and I watched as the shirts and pants moved on its own. I wondered what the hell I was witnessing, hoping it wasn't a ghost sent to play tricks on me. I pulled open the closet door, when I heard a whimpering sound. My eyes shifted in confusion as I pondered what kind of thing would whimper like that. I began to pull the clothes from Jack's closet, throwing them on the floor behind me. I spotted Jack's old tri-corner hat lying on the floor. I looked at it as a whimpering sound came again. I sighed and hoped I wasn't going crazy. The wind began to pick up and rolled through the open balcony door. I walked over and closed the doors, figuring it was my overactive imagination this time. I turned around and looked at the mess I had made. I watched as Jack's tri-corner hat began to move on its own. I jumped a little and watched it move to the right, toward the door to the hallway.
"What the…." I whispered as my eyebrows rose as I became suspicious of the hat that seemed to be moving by itself. It finally stopped for a second. I eyed it, wondering if someone had a light rope on it and was pulling it around, Jack liked to play tricks like that. I stepped closer to it, when it didn't move I took another step. It then began to move again, causing me to jump nearly 4 feet in the air.
"What the fuck is makin' it do that?" I wondered to myself while I watched it continue to move and finally hit the wall. Having enough of whatever kind of trick it was, I became unafraid and walked to the hat. I then willed myself to pick it up off of the floor. I was more than surprised to find a small golden retriever puppy. I smiled to myself as it looked up at me, its brown eyes wide as its small tail began to wag. I scooped it up in my arms and wondered how it had gotten into the house. I shrugged it off and put Jack's tri-corner hat on my head. Leaving his room with his clothes still scattered on the floor and bed I closed the door behind me.

2 hours later

I now laid on the sofa in the sitting room, my booted heels resting on the armrest. My head propped up against the opposite armrest. I hummed quietly while I peeled an apple with my boot knife. The puppy I had found earlier was lying on my stomach sound asleep. I heard the front door open and close. I was curious as to who had entered; only I was too lazy to get up and see.
"Who goes there?" I questioned.
"Me." The voice echoed through the entryway as loud footsteps came closer and closer to the sitting room.
"Where 'ave ye been?" I asked, sitting up a little more and trying not to disturb the puppy. Jack's body came around the corner slowly. He was wearing a white button down shirt, black breeches and black boots.
"What do ye care?" He asked loudly.
"Shhh!" I hushed.
"Why for?" he asked as I pointed to the puppy that just opened it's eyes to see what was going on. "Where'd you get that?" he asked, pointing at it.
"Ye should know where I got it."
"Yer wearin' me 'at!"
"Took ye long enough to notice."
"two questions then, where did ye get that.." he said pointing to his hat that sat perfectly on my head. "And that…" he said, pointing to the puppy.
"Yer bedroom." I said simply, petting the small dog.
"Oh no, I don't allow dogs in my house, let alone my bedroom." He said, shaking his head. "What were ye doin' in me bedroom? Hmm? Plannin' a surprise maybe?" he asked with a small smile.
"No, I went in there to find out what all this noise was. I thought ye were 'avin' a fight with yerself. Well, I found this…" I said, pointing to the puppy. "Under this." I then pointed to his hat.
"Awww, that mangy mut got dog 'air on me 'at?" he asked.
"No, it's not a mut, it's a puppy. And were goin' to 'ave to find out where the 'ell it came from." I said as Jack sighed. "Well, it's goin' to 'ave to wait outside until we figure that out."
I laughed slightly. "Jack, we are not leavin' a poor defenseless puppy outside."
"Why not? It doesn't belong in 'ere." He tried to defend.
"No." I stated, standing up from the couch with the dog in my arms. "This puppy is stayin' in the 'ouse and there's nothin' ye can do about It."
"The dog goes outside! And yer about 10 seconds away from goin' wit it!" he yelled as his eyes angrily narrowed at me.
I sighed, not wanting to argue because there was no other way about it. I smiled slightly as I looked at Jack. "Jack, come on.. It's just a small puppy. Please? Let it stay in 'ere for me? Until we find a 'ome for it?" I asked as I smiled a little bigger, seductively swaying my hips as I walked toward him. There is one thing Captain Jack Sparrow can't resist, a woman that was coming onto him. "If ye do this for me, maybe later on I'll return the favor." I spoke in a near whisper as I gave him a suggestive look.
The corners of his lips began to rise as I looked at him seductively. I ran the fingers of my free hand over his jaw line. I could see all of the thoughts that were going through his head as they ran through his eyes. "Well, I might be persuaded."
"Hmmm, good." I smiled. "Besides, 'ow can ye resist this face?" I asked, holding up the puppy in front of his face.
he shook his head slightly and eyes me. "Fine, it can stay.. But, only for a few days. After that its out of 'ere." He said, an index finger pointed at me.
"ye mean, until we find a 'ome for it?" I challenged.
"Aye, fine." He finally gave in with a heavy sigh.
"Good! That's what I like to 'ear." I smiled, sitting back down on the couch.
"I'm goin' out to work in the shed. If ye need me." He informed.
"What would I need ye fer?" I questioned.
"Ye owe me for lettin' that stupid mangy mut stay in me 'ouse."
"I won't forget it."
"I won't let ye." He said with a smirk as he headed back out into the hot summer sun.
"I know that." I sighed with a smile as I petted the small dog. "I know that.." I repeated in thought.
The day half passed with out me noticing, or caring. I spent most of the day with the puppy trying to teach it different things. Never having a dog myself, I wasn't sure how to take care of it. But, I'd soon find out. It'd all take a little time. I just hoped Jack had as much patients and I wouldn't have to make good on the deal.