"…and then they made me their chief." Jack finished. Rosaline raised an eyebrow.
"You made that up." She said, smiling despite herself,
"Did not." Jack said stubbornly, "I just… exaggerated a little."
"Just a little?"
"Just a little." Rosaline laughed at Jack's expression, knowing that his last story had been told many a time to impress, and that maybe, she was the first person not to humour him. By now, she had ended up leant on his knee, and he was propped up on his elbow just next to her knees. Occasionally, during his stories, Jack had put his hand on her leg. He had expected her to he angry, to yell at him, or at least slap him. But she didn't.
"Jack?" She asked him, when his hand had taken up residence on her thigh once more. "I… I feel comfortable sitting here with you." Jack raised his eyebrows,
"Thanks, I think…"
"I don't think you understand," She said. She hadn't looked at him yet, but now she did. "I haven't felt comfortable talking… to anyone… in a long time." Jacks hand moved further up her leg so that it rested lightly on her hip.
"Then don' you think there's somethin' in that?" He asked her. Rosaline knew that she would be perfectly happy with what was about to happen, and that was what made her pull away.
"I think there is." She said, "And I think that it's something I don't want to loose by doing something…"
"extremely pirate like?" Jack asked her, grinning. He knew that he wasn't going to get what he wanted, but for the moment, that didn't matter to him. In fact, he was just discovering that he didn't need alcohol at the moment to get the dizzy feeling he had right then.
"Exactly." Rosaline said. They kept eye contact for a while longer, until Jack spoke.
"You know, I might actually fall asleep in a minute." He said,
"Me too." Rosaline shifted her position so that she was laid next to him. "So let's get some sleep." Jack felt her breath on his face, and swept a bit of hair out of her face,
"Aye aye, Cap'n," Jack did a fake salute and relaxed back on his arm. His other hand was back on her hip, and she relaxed down onto the sand with her forehead resting on his chest. Neither of them said another word until morning.
There was a small crack in the wall behind the crew's cell. Victoria had noticed this, and was currently using it to her advantage,
"Psst," she hissed through the gap. She was suspended by a single length of rope, tied to the rigging above deck. Will was slouched against the wall directly next to the gap. He frowned, and sat up straighter, putting up his hand to silence the others,
"S-"
"Victoria!" She hissed, "I'm going to hand you the key to your cell. Do not use it yet." She slid it through the gap. Ana Maria ducked down to her level.
"What are you doing?" She demanded quietly, taking the key, and slipping it into her belt. Victoria rustled, and the crew could hear she was adjusting her position, ready to leave,
"Waiting for the opportune moment," Will realised. Ana looked at him, and they both realised what Victoria wanted them to do.
"Do not let yourselves out until you hear my voice," She said, "If you do, it will spoil the whole plan."
"Not planning on telling us are you?" Ana Maria hissed. There was a sound, like the click of a door, and Victoria made no other sound, and disappeared above deck. Will looked at the expression on Ana's face.
"What do you think?" He asked her. Ana shrugged grimly,
"What do we have to loose?" She said. "Let's just hope Victoria's plan saves us as well." Marti looked up at her friend,
"Ana," She said, "esto trabajaré," Ana raised her head slightly, in acknowledgement. "You may not get on, but she's never failed us. And she's never lost a fight." Ana nodded,
"That's what worries me."
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