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2. Hellcat!
Will looked around the deck and sighed. Jack wasn't out and the sun was already coming up.that could only mean one thing, rum! Jack must have passed out.
He knocked lightly on the door, knowing that if Jack had passed out, he'd have a hell of a temper and headache.
There was a quiet whispered grunt and he slowly swung the door open.
"Jack I-" the words froze on his lips as he saw the impish woman curled up asleep on Jack's lap.
Jack blinked the sleep from his eyes and stood up slowly, holding the woman securely in his arms. "It's a'right, ye can speak mate, she wouldn't wake if cannons were fired!" he laughed and looked down at her as her head lolled back, short, glossy brown hair spilling down.
"There was only one way I could ever wake her! Stubborn wench!" Jack gently laid her on his new bed and looked out the window frowning. "Time to push off then!" he said, noting the sun rising, and headed for the door with Will following shortly.
"Is um, well, is the lady coming then?" Will asked confused and Jack snorted with laughter as he shut and locked his cabin door.
"A'course she is! But she's no lady Will, don't forget that!"
Jack stood back and stared at the door for a long second before shaking his head. "And that won't hold the hellcat! I want all our cases of rum pushed up against that door!"
With that Jack walked away smiling and whistling a hearty tune, with Will staring confusingly after him.
"Who is she then?" he called out quickly before Jack could leave completely.
"Well, she's to me what Elizabeth is to you! She's my darling wife!" Jack answered, laughing heartily.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Katie woke to a pounding headache and a dry, sore throat from crying. She sat up slowly in the bed, memories of that night rushing before her eyes and she felt a blush creep up below her olive tan.
She had cried, broken down in front of the one man she had vowed never to set eyes upon again.and cried!
Pushing away all embarrassment she stood up slowly and wavered as she made her way to the door, walking on unsteady legs.
She stumbled slightly as the floor lurched beneath her, and then caught herself on the door handled.
She turned the handle slowly and frowned when it only moved a small centimetre.
She grabbed it with both hands and turned it several more times before glaring at it angrily.
Perfect, the wretch has locked me in!
Her hand automatically reached down to her waist pocket, and sure enough, there was her dagger. She knelt down and swiftly picked the lock.
The fool forgot how I got in her in the first place! She thought triumphantly and shoved the door.
Her smile slowly slipped from her face though when she realised that he had remembered.and that he had barricaded her in.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Will looked up suddenly at jack as crashes and thumping came from his chamber where the woman was. He still hadn't uttered a word about her all day, but Will hadn't asked, because he also, hadn't touched a drop of rum.
Now, a small, smug smile curved Jack's lips and he laughed heartily.
"Told ye she was a hell cat!" he yelled down to Will and Elisabeth. That was quickly followed by muffled shouts from inside Jack's cabin, and more crashes.
2. Hellcat!
Will looked around the deck and sighed. Jack wasn't out and the sun was already coming up.that could only mean one thing, rum! Jack must have passed out.
He knocked lightly on the door, knowing that if Jack had passed out, he'd have a hell of a temper and headache.
There was a quiet whispered grunt and he slowly swung the door open.
"Jack I-" the words froze on his lips as he saw the impish woman curled up asleep on Jack's lap.
Jack blinked the sleep from his eyes and stood up slowly, holding the woman securely in his arms. "It's a'right, ye can speak mate, she wouldn't wake if cannons were fired!" he laughed and looked down at her as her head lolled back, short, glossy brown hair spilling down.
"There was only one way I could ever wake her! Stubborn wench!" Jack gently laid her on his new bed and looked out the window frowning. "Time to push off then!" he said, noting the sun rising, and headed for the door with Will following shortly.
"Is um, well, is the lady coming then?" Will asked confused and Jack snorted with laughter as he shut and locked his cabin door.
"A'course she is! But she's no lady Will, don't forget that!"
Jack stood back and stared at the door for a long second before shaking his head. "And that won't hold the hellcat! I want all our cases of rum pushed up against that door!"
With that Jack walked away smiling and whistling a hearty tune, with Will staring confusingly after him.
"Who is she then?" he called out quickly before Jack could leave completely.
"Well, she's to me what Elizabeth is to you! She's my darling wife!" Jack answered, laughing heartily.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Katie woke to a pounding headache and a dry, sore throat from crying. She sat up slowly in the bed, memories of that night rushing before her eyes and she felt a blush creep up below her olive tan.
She had cried, broken down in front of the one man she had vowed never to set eyes upon again.and cried!
Pushing away all embarrassment she stood up slowly and wavered as she made her way to the door, walking on unsteady legs.
She stumbled slightly as the floor lurched beneath her, and then caught herself on the door handled.
She turned the handle slowly and frowned when it only moved a small centimetre.
She grabbed it with both hands and turned it several more times before glaring at it angrily.
Perfect, the wretch has locked me in!
Her hand automatically reached down to her waist pocket, and sure enough, there was her dagger. She knelt down and swiftly picked the lock.
The fool forgot how I got in her in the first place! She thought triumphantly and shoved the door.
Her smile slowly slipped from her face though when she realised that he had remembered.and that he had barricaded her in.
*~*~*~*~*~*~
Will looked up suddenly at jack as crashes and thumping came from his chamber where the woman was. He still hadn't uttered a word about her all day, but Will hadn't asked, because he also, hadn't touched a drop of rum.
Now, a small, smug smile curved Jack's lips and he laughed heartily.
"Told ye she was a hell cat!" he yelled down to Will and Elisabeth. That was quickly followed by muffled shouts from inside Jack's cabin, and more crashes.
