A/N: Hello, my darlings! Did you miss me? I am back from vacation and I have the next chapter ready for you just like I promised! I had a great time away but alas, all good things must come to an end.

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Chapter 51

"I told you not to do this!" Elizabeth hissed in Gibbs' ear as they sat huddled together in the smelly tavern.

Gibbs rolled his eyes and started twirling his mug of rum.

"And what was I supposed to do?" Gibbs asked through gritted teeth, "I cannot disobey my captain's orders now can I? It'd be considered mutiny."

"Mutiny? He is not thinking straight! I mean after everything that happened he insists on doing everything wrong! I thought the bond incident was supposed to make him see what's in front of his face!" Elizabeth hissed again as she took a sip from her stale water.

"Yes, he is quite stubborn, ey?" Gibbs mused and Elizabeth snorted.

"And crude." She remarked as she shot a glance towards Jack's direction and his company, "I think I am going to be sick." She whispered as she clutched her slightly rounded belly.

"It's not so bad…" Gibbs started as he looked at his captain and his two acquaintances.

"They are… voluptuous." He finished with hand gestures.

"I can see that. I wonder how he's not blind yet." Elizabeth said with disgust as she saw the woman on Jack's lap thrust her bosom in his face.

"He's used to it." Gibbs shrugged and Elizabeth groaned.

"This is a waste if time! We were supposed to be aboard the ship and heading to Port au Prince. I don't think he's even enjoying it!" she exclaimed.

"I think he is." Gibbs contradicted as Jack grabbed the woman's hand and drew it slowly towards the front of his breeches. The woman released a low laugh and leaned in to kiss him as she touched him but Jack pulled back and shook his head with a drunken grin.

"But…but how? What about the bond?" Elizabeth asked.

"Rum. Numbs everything, you see." He replied as he took another sip from his mug.

"Oh…I always despised that vile drink." She said as she wrinkled her nose and shuddered.

"What are you two mutterin' about over there?" Jack slurred as he looked over at them.

"Nothing." Gibbs said too quickly.

"We were saying that maybe it's time for us to go." Elizabeth said and Jack frowned.

"Then go. I hav' me own company." He said as he shot a smirk at the woman who was currently rubbing shamelessly against him.

"No, I insist you come as well." Elizabeth said as she glared at him.

"Oh, I will come, love…" he murmured with a wink and Elizabeth groaned in aggravation.

"You have some things to do, remember?" she was lying to him but he was drunk and it wasn't difficult to do so.

"I do? I don't think so." He answered as his hand absently stroked the wench's backside.

"Jack!" Elizabeth snapped and his eyes widened, "What about Mary?" she asked and his face hardened.

"Wha' about her? She's gone, ain't she? I can do whatever the 'ell I want! What's to you anyway, Lizzie? Mind your own damn business!" he replied vehemently.

"What if she's hurt? After everything you felt how can you sit there so calmly and being fondled by that tart?" Elizabeth asked hotly as she stood up.

"Oh, quite easy I assure you." Jack replied with false ease.

"You disgust me! I am going back to the ship." She murmured the last words and with a last look at Jack she turned and fled the tavern.

"What's 'er bloody problem?" Jack asked as he took a swing of rum from his bottle.

"What's yours, Captain?" Gibbs asked.

"You see, that's why I don't like havin' feelings. They're just a waste of time. They are a burden! Ye all end up caring about the lady in distress and no one stops to think about me! Saint Mary is right, I am wrong and evil, isn't tha' right?" Jack snapped slurring all the while.

"No one said that but-…"

"She was a bloody prude anyway! I couldn't even kiss her in public let alone touch her! She wasn't even that good shag, I tell ya!" he exclaimed as he curled a possessive arm around the waist of the woman who was still sitting on his lap, knowing that those words were a lie.

Gibbs groaned and rubbed the back of his head before he too stood up.

"I'll be in the ship." He said quietly before he left.


Mary watched with tired eyes as the doctor gathered his equipment in silence while Margaret adjusted the pillows behind Mary's head.

"I assure you it's nothing, madam. Probably you caught a cold in the sea. You just returned from a journey, you say?" the doctor asked as he looked up at her.

"Yes…"

"No worries. I am sure the coughing will stop with this herbal tea and the stomachache will be gone in a couple of days. Make sure you drink lots of fluids and no heavy food for a few days." He said while looking at Margaret.

"Yes, sir." Margaret replied as Mary rolled her eyes.

"I will be going then. Have a quick recovery." The old doctor said with a small smile before he made his way out of the room.

"Get me my robe. I want to go out." Mary said as she sat up.

"No! The doctor said-…"

"The doctor didn't say I had to stay in bed all day, Marge. I need oxygen." Mary said hoarsely.

"I'll get you your coat then." Margaret said as she went to the closet, "Oh, Miss! I forgot to tell you."

"What is it?" Mary asked as she stood up and waited for her to get her the coat.

"We have a new gardener!" Margaret said excitedly.

"What happened to the previous one?" Mary asked curiously.

"He left because he was way too old for gardening."

"How old was Mr. Hoover?" Mary wondered as she wrapped her coat around her and picked up her cup of tea.

"Seventy…or maybe more I think. But anyway, we have a new one." Margaret smiled.

"And why are you smiling?" Mary asked with a smile.

"Because he is so handsome." Margaret said dreamily.

"Really?" Mary murmured absentmindedly as she started making her way out of the room.

"Yes! And he is free." Margaret added as she hurried to catch up with her mistress.

Mary looked at her sideways and sighed.

"Oh, please don't look at me like that, Marge. Have you forgotten? I am a married woman." She said sarcastically and Margaret frowned.

"I think you love that…man, Miss." She stated as they traveled down the stairs.

"I never said I didn't." Mary whispered and Margaret gasped.

"Does he know?"

"Jack? Jack doesn't know anything. Jack only knows what's good for him not for the others." Mary said as they stepped into the veranda.

"Have you told him?"

"You don't always have to say those things." Mary argued.

"With some people you have." Margaret said with a frown before she smiled and waved in the distance, "Alexander!" she called and Mary looked towards the garden. She spotted a young man. He was around her age with short blond hair and a lithe form. The man looked up and smiled towards their direction while brushing his hands on his pants. He stood up and started walking towards them.

Mary watched him as he approached and sighed at her maid's lovesick expression.

"Hello, Miss. I take it you are the lady of the house." The young man said with a small bow when he was close enough.

"Good evening. Yes, I am." Mary greeted quietly as she returned the smile she received.

"I have to say…Your garden's remarkably big. It'll be a pleasure to bring it back to life though." Alexander said and Mary nodded agreeably.

"Welcome then." Mary said as she examined his gray eyes with curiosity.

"Need any help?" Margaret peeped in and Alexander turned towards her direction with a wide grin.

"I might." He said as he leaned over and lightly pinched her pink cheek. Mary had the urge to laugh at the dazed expression on Margaret's face.

"Okay." Marge replied before she followed him towards the garden.

Mary looked at them briefly before she turned and leaned down to pick up a newborn puppy that had wandered in their doorstep a few nights ago. She didn't notice the grey eyes that lingered on her figure a little more than was necessary.


Elizabeth was sleepily stumbling out of her cabin in search of some water when she heard yelling noises coming from Jack's cabin. She forced her eyes to open fully and tiptoed towards the captain's quarters. She could hear a woman's screechy voice mumbling furiously but before she had the chance to press her ear against the door-quite unladylike but what else was she supposed to do-the door burst open and a half dressed woman emerged from it. Elizabeth realized that she was the woman from the tavern.

"Blood hell…" the woman kept muttering as she tried to put on her shoes.

"Excuse me. Is something wrong?" Elizabeth asked as she tried to peer into the cabin.

"Wrong? Your captain is insane! The amount of money he offered is not enough for the black eye on my face!" the woman screeched loudly and Elizabeth's eyes widened.

"I'm sorry? Did Jack hit you?" she asked with incredulity.

"That's right! I had heard he was good in the sack I didn't also know that one of his talents was to slap innocent women." The woman cried dramatically.

"I hardly believe that he wanted to hurt you-…"

"'Lizabeth, just let her go." Jack appeared in the doorway only in his breeches while clutching his hand close to his chest. His face was flushed and his eyes were heavy lidded with pain.

Elizabeth made way for the woman and watched as she made her way towards the gangplank.

"What happened? Did you actually hit her?" Elizabeth asked as she followed Jack inside the cabin, trying not to stare at the untidy bed.

"Aye." He replied hoarsely while flexing and un-flexing his fist. She watched as he headed for his desk while…limping.

"Why are you walking like that?" she exclaimed.

He collapsed onto his chair and glared at her.

"The little general's out, love." He murmured as he looked at his lap.

"What!" she shrieked.

"I thought that wouldn't happen. Bloody hell, it hurts! Everywhere." He moaned as he buried his face in his hands.

"Ha! I knew it. I tried to warn you but you don't listen! It serves you right!" she said loudly.

"I want to bloody forget!" he snapped suddenly as he looked up at her.

"And the best way to do so would be to sleep with every syphilitic wench that lives in Tortuga, right?" she asked and his eyes flashed dangerously.

"Me women are clean! I check first!" he said half heartedly and she snorted.

"Oh, come on, Jack! You are so damn childish that you can't see what is right in front of your face! I am glad you are in pain because you are so bloody stubborn." Elizabeth's face was flushed when she finished.

"Are you quite finished?" he inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"No, but I'll stop because it's like talking to a wall. So how come she ended up with a black eye?" she asked instead.

"It was an accident. She was trying to…you know and then this bloody pain erupted and I had to throw her off of me. So I used more force than I should have and she… ended up like that." He finished with hand gestures and Elizabeth sighed.

"Jesus, what a mess. So now what?" she asked as she leaned against his desk.

"I…I don't know." He said as he leaned heavily against his hands. Elizabeth frowned and reached over to touch his cheek.

"You're hot!" she exclaimed and he groaned.

"I don't feel so good." He mumbled as he felt his eyes lids dropping.

"Mr. Gibbs!" Elizabeth screeched as she hurried to the door, "Mr. Gibbs!" she called again.

"Aye?" Gibbs' head appeared from the stairs.

"Weigh anchor!"

"But-…"

"Jack's not well again." She cut him off before she gasped. A heavy thud was heard from behind her and her eyes widened at the sight of Jack on the floor still in his chair. He was mumbling and moaning unintelligibly.

"Heading?" Gibbs asked worriedly.

"Port au Prince." She said with determination, ignoring the muffled no that came from the cabin.

End of chapter 51

Author's note: Thank you for reading, loves. I hope you haven't forgotten this story. Please review before you leave!

Oh, and another thing, I have based Alexander on Tom Felton, the actor who plays Draco Malfoy in Harry Potter. He is just so cute and one of my new soft Anyway, sorry for that. Just had to say that. Review!

Xxx Lina :)