~ Chapter 3 ~
How could I have been so stupid? , Jack asked himself. He slammed his hand into the table. He'd been up all night, unable to sleep. He'd been thinking about why he'd said that to her, her of all people.
"Well it was true, you know," he said to himself, "you do want her."
"Then why won't you take her?"
Jack spun around to see who had said that. He came to a swaggering halt to find himself looking at Gibbs, his first mate.
"Because, she won't have me," he replied.
"Of course she won't, not now that you told her that vulgar thing at dinner," said Gibbs, sitting down at the table.
Jack sat across from him, and thought about it. "I guess you're right."
"Wait till the time's right, then go to her."
Jack pulled out some rum.
"Till the time is right, then?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Judy sat in her cabin, hungry because she ran off in the middle of dinner. She'd been up all night, thinking about Jack. How he'd said that horrible thing at dinner. And just when she'd started to like him, too. Judy was sitting here, trying to figure out her mixed feelings for Jack. He seemed so impossible, but it also seemed like he was trying. Trying to what? Trying to be friends with her, she thought. This is going to take awhile.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The weeks went by, and Judy became head cook. Everyone on board loved her cooking. Marell grumbled about having to take orders from a girl, but he did. "So, where are anchoring today, Jack?" she asked him when one morning she spotted shore. "Port Royal," he replied, "I'd like you to meet a few friends of mine." Judy rolled her eyes. "If they're friends of yours, I don't know if I'd want to meet them very much."
"Oh, I think you will, savvy."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Jack!!!" Judy was surprised that she felt a pang of jealousy when the young woman wrapped her arms around Jack's neck. Jack looked surprised too, and he hesitantly hugged her back, looking at Judy a little confused.
"Well, hello, Jack Sparrow, you old dog!"
Judy looked to see a very handsome man walk up behind the woman. He shook Jack's hand, and then turned to Judy. He put his hand out, and when she put her hand in his, he brought it up to his mouth and kissed it curtly.
"Hello, my good woman. Jack, who is this stunning young lady?"
"Oh, this? This is Judy. Uh, she's our new head cook."
"Oh, really? Did Marell die?"
"No, she jus' cooks better than him."
The young man finally released her hand, and Judy saw a look of relief cross Jack's face. The young man kissed the woman and turned to Judy again. The young woman stuck out her hand to shake Judy's, and Judy shook her hand.
"Well, Judy, this is."
"Elizabeth Turner," the young woman said, cutting in, "and this is my husband, Will. Jack saved Wills life and mine. We owe him so much. And I'm glad to know he's finally trying to woo a woman."
"Who is he wooing?" Judy asked, looking at Jack.
"You, of course, silly."
Judy whipped her head back to Elizabeth. Her and Jack both started talking at the same time.
"Oh, no, we're not."
"Why whatever gave you that idea."
"We're not courting." They both finished together.
Elizabeth looked confused. "But you both look so comfy together."
It was Will's turn to speak. "Darling, they live on a ship together, of course they're comfy together. If they weren't, Miss Judy here looks like she could of ripped poor Jack in two."
"Hey." came Jack's response.
Judy punched Jack in the arm playfully. "You know I could, don't deny it."
"Well, maybe."
Everyone laughed.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"So, Miss Judy, where do you hail from?" The question caught Judy off guard. "Excuse me?" "He's asking you where you came from, love." Jack said. "Oh, um," Judy stumbled. She couldn't figure out what to tell them. They surely wouldn't believe that she came from the future.
"I come from America."
"Oh, are you a savage?"
"No, I'm not an Indian, but I was born there."
Oh, yeh, good going, Judy, she thought to herself, tell them you're from a country just founded and barely settled.
"Wonderful," said Elizabeth, who seemed to buy it.
They had been at the tavern, and telling of old times past for hours. Finally, Jack said it was time to get back to the ship. So Judy said goodbye, and followed Jack out the door. They were walking down the street, and they were quite drunk. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me. hum, hmmm, really bad eggs, drink up, me mateys.." They sang.
They were having such a good time, and Judy didn't know how it happened, but all of a sudden, they were up against a wall kissing passionately. When Jack finally pulled away, smiling, Judy smacked him full across the face.
"Do you like doing that to me?" he asked her, half amused, half annoyed.
"Yes, I do." She replied. She squeezed out from between the wall and Jack, and started walking toward the ship. She wasn't sure of what to do. Then she felt a hand on her arm.
"Jack, I don't know about this," she said turning around, but she stifled a scream. Jack wasn't holding her. He was on the ground unconscious. A large, bulky man had busted a wine bottle over his head, and was now trying to drag her into an empty, dark alley.
"Jack! Jack! Help me," she screamed, but he couldn't hear her, "wake up, Jack!"
Judy kicked and screamed, but the man backhanded her across the face, shaking her senses. Next thing she knew, he was ripping her clothes. She tried to fight, but she was so dizzy.
"Hands off, you scoundrel, or I'll be forced to shoot!"
The man, looked around, and was obviously scared of what he saw. He took off in the opposite direction, leaving her half naked and scared in the alley. Jack ran over to her, blood trickling down his cheek from his wound. He took off his coat, covered her with it, and took her back to the ship. When he got up to the deck, he told everyone to get ready to sail, and took Judy down to her cabin, laying her gently on the bed.
"Judy, love, did that bastard hurt you?" Jack asked, putting his hand on her cheek.
Judy shook her head, she was still in shock.
"Just my pride," she said, and they both managed a smile.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Yo, ho, yo, ho, a pirates life for me."
Judy sat by herself outside, looking at the stars, silently singing to herself. She hated to sing in front of others, so she came outside whenever everyone went to sleep. She'd been coming out here every night for about a month. She enjoyed the free time, with no one wanting her to rush, and cook, do things. This was her time away from Jack. From thinking about him. But she could never not think about Jack. She was scared that she was falling in love.
"What if God was one of us?"
Judy looked around to see who sand that. It certainly wasn't her. Jack stepped out from the shadows. "Just a stranger, one of us?"
"How do you know that song?" Judie asked, surprised.
Jack sat down next to Judy. "Well, a few weeks ago, I couldn't sleep, so I came up top, savvy, and there you were, sitting pretty like the stars, singing for the moon. You have a beautiful voice."
Judy blushed, and looked away. Jack took his hand, and slipped it into hers. Judy looked into his eyes, those ever black eyes, and felt herself lost in them. She squeezed his hand back, and leaned over and kissed him. He kissed her back, and they kept that lip lock for what seemed like eternity. Then they went back to his cabin, and they explored the world together in one night.
Oh, looky, finally, some love between them. Isn't it cute?
How could I have been so stupid? , Jack asked himself. He slammed his hand into the table. He'd been up all night, unable to sleep. He'd been thinking about why he'd said that to her, her of all people.
"Well it was true, you know," he said to himself, "you do want her."
"Then why won't you take her?"
Jack spun around to see who had said that. He came to a swaggering halt to find himself looking at Gibbs, his first mate.
"Because, she won't have me," he replied.
"Of course she won't, not now that you told her that vulgar thing at dinner," said Gibbs, sitting down at the table.
Jack sat across from him, and thought about it. "I guess you're right."
"Wait till the time's right, then go to her."
Jack pulled out some rum.
"Till the time is right, then?"
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Judy sat in her cabin, hungry because she ran off in the middle of dinner. She'd been up all night, thinking about Jack. How he'd said that horrible thing at dinner. And just when she'd started to like him, too. Judy was sitting here, trying to figure out her mixed feelings for Jack. He seemed so impossible, but it also seemed like he was trying. Trying to what? Trying to be friends with her, she thought. This is going to take awhile.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The weeks went by, and Judy became head cook. Everyone on board loved her cooking. Marell grumbled about having to take orders from a girl, but he did. "So, where are anchoring today, Jack?" she asked him when one morning she spotted shore. "Port Royal," he replied, "I'd like you to meet a few friends of mine." Judy rolled her eyes. "If they're friends of yours, I don't know if I'd want to meet them very much."
"Oh, I think you will, savvy."
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Jack!!!" Judy was surprised that she felt a pang of jealousy when the young woman wrapped her arms around Jack's neck. Jack looked surprised too, and he hesitantly hugged her back, looking at Judy a little confused.
"Well, hello, Jack Sparrow, you old dog!"
Judy looked to see a very handsome man walk up behind the woman. He shook Jack's hand, and then turned to Judy. He put his hand out, and when she put her hand in his, he brought it up to his mouth and kissed it curtly.
"Hello, my good woman. Jack, who is this stunning young lady?"
"Oh, this? This is Judy. Uh, she's our new head cook."
"Oh, really? Did Marell die?"
"No, she jus' cooks better than him."
The young man finally released her hand, and Judy saw a look of relief cross Jack's face. The young man kissed the woman and turned to Judy again. The young woman stuck out her hand to shake Judy's, and Judy shook her hand.
"Well, Judy, this is."
"Elizabeth Turner," the young woman said, cutting in, "and this is my husband, Will. Jack saved Wills life and mine. We owe him so much. And I'm glad to know he's finally trying to woo a woman."
"Who is he wooing?" Judy asked, looking at Jack.
"You, of course, silly."
Judy whipped her head back to Elizabeth. Her and Jack both started talking at the same time.
"Oh, no, we're not."
"Why whatever gave you that idea."
"We're not courting." They both finished together.
Elizabeth looked confused. "But you both look so comfy together."
It was Will's turn to speak. "Darling, they live on a ship together, of course they're comfy together. If they weren't, Miss Judy here looks like she could of ripped poor Jack in two."
"Hey." came Jack's response.
Judy punched Jack in the arm playfully. "You know I could, don't deny it."
"Well, maybe."
Everyone laughed.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"So, Miss Judy, where do you hail from?" The question caught Judy off guard. "Excuse me?" "He's asking you where you came from, love." Jack said. "Oh, um," Judy stumbled. She couldn't figure out what to tell them. They surely wouldn't believe that she came from the future.
"I come from America."
"Oh, are you a savage?"
"No, I'm not an Indian, but I was born there."
Oh, yeh, good going, Judy, she thought to herself, tell them you're from a country just founded and barely settled.
"Wonderful," said Elizabeth, who seemed to buy it.
They had been at the tavern, and telling of old times past for hours. Finally, Jack said it was time to get back to the ship. So Judy said goodbye, and followed Jack out the door. They were walking down the street, and they were quite drunk. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me. hum, hmmm, really bad eggs, drink up, me mateys.." They sang.
They were having such a good time, and Judy didn't know how it happened, but all of a sudden, they were up against a wall kissing passionately. When Jack finally pulled away, smiling, Judy smacked him full across the face.
"Do you like doing that to me?" he asked her, half amused, half annoyed.
"Yes, I do." She replied. She squeezed out from between the wall and Jack, and started walking toward the ship. She wasn't sure of what to do. Then she felt a hand on her arm.
"Jack, I don't know about this," she said turning around, but she stifled a scream. Jack wasn't holding her. He was on the ground unconscious. A large, bulky man had busted a wine bottle over his head, and was now trying to drag her into an empty, dark alley.
"Jack! Jack! Help me," she screamed, but he couldn't hear her, "wake up, Jack!"
Judy kicked and screamed, but the man backhanded her across the face, shaking her senses. Next thing she knew, he was ripping her clothes. She tried to fight, but she was so dizzy.
"Hands off, you scoundrel, or I'll be forced to shoot!"
The man, looked around, and was obviously scared of what he saw. He took off in the opposite direction, leaving her half naked and scared in the alley. Jack ran over to her, blood trickling down his cheek from his wound. He took off his coat, covered her with it, and took her back to the ship. When he got up to the deck, he told everyone to get ready to sail, and took Judy down to her cabin, laying her gently on the bed.
"Judy, love, did that bastard hurt you?" Jack asked, putting his hand on her cheek.
Judy shook her head, she was still in shock.
"Just my pride," she said, and they both managed a smile.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Yo, ho, yo, ho, a pirates life for me."
Judy sat by herself outside, looking at the stars, silently singing to herself. She hated to sing in front of others, so she came outside whenever everyone went to sleep. She'd been coming out here every night for about a month. She enjoyed the free time, with no one wanting her to rush, and cook, do things. This was her time away from Jack. From thinking about him. But she could never not think about Jack. She was scared that she was falling in love.
"What if God was one of us?"
Judy looked around to see who sand that. It certainly wasn't her. Jack stepped out from the shadows. "Just a stranger, one of us?"
"How do you know that song?" Judie asked, surprised.
Jack sat down next to Judy. "Well, a few weeks ago, I couldn't sleep, so I came up top, savvy, and there you were, sitting pretty like the stars, singing for the moon. You have a beautiful voice."
Judy blushed, and looked away. Jack took his hand, and slipped it into hers. Judy looked into his eyes, those ever black eyes, and felt herself lost in them. She squeezed his hand back, and leaned over and kissed him. He kissed her back, and they kept that lip lock for what seemed like eternity. Then they went back to his cabin, and they explored the world together in one night.
Oh, looky, finally, some love between them. Isn't it cute?
