Little Sparrow
Authors Note- Once again, thank you for the reviews
Chapter Three- Melanie Sparrow
Gibbs threw the bow line off the ship to Jack who was standing on the dock, and securely wrapped it around the wooden post. He looked over to see Anamaria, who had just finished tying the stern line.
" It's a merchant dock" she said, " we've got an our. Gibbs and I could go and get the stuff we need".
Jack shrugged, " we're already off the ship, and times running low" he faced the ship, " Gibbs, keep an eye out!" he yelled, " if Will wakes up before we get back, hit him over the head!".
" Aye!" Gibbs responded without being seen.
Anamaria groaned, " Jack, just get back on board".
" I only made you Co-Capitan to make the decisions when I wasn't in the proper mental stage to make them myself, not to tell me what to do".
She rolled her eyes, " the correct term is first mate, and I'm only trying to do what's right for you, it's your home".
Jack began skipping up the dock smiling, " come along Anamaria!".
She threw her arms up in frustration, " fine, but don't say I didn't try".
He stopped his skipping when she caught up to him on land. It was just as expected, crowds of merchants and townspeople walking about carts and stands, shopping in a hurry. " No worries love, what's first thing we need?".
" Fruit".
" Damn the fruit!" he yelled, spooking two children that were walking past him, " we don't need fruit!".
Anamaria smacked his arm, " watch your mouth, if it were up to you it'd all be rum and dead pigs. There, I see a fruit stand".
" Not true!" he went after her, " the pigs could be alive, not a problem. And I like apples!".
She stopped shy of the stand with a title that was hard to miss, " I've got some shillings, could probably trade them for some meat. You get your apples, and don't go wandering off".
Jack muttered, " you make one mistake" and approached the stand. No one seemed to mind him being a pirate, so there would be no need to make a dodging run back too the ship. He stood in front of the counter of the covered stand when there was enough space. " What can I get you sir?".
" Two dozen apples" he hadn't yet looked at the girl who owned the Caribbean accent, and concentrated on finding the shillings in his pocket. When he finally did, he dropped the handful of coins along with his jaw, " Melanie" he gasped.
She had dropped the sack of apples to the ground, her blue eyes as wide as her first, " Jack".
" Son of a..Anamaria was right again" he muttered.
Melanie managed to appear calmer, tucking her dark blonde hair behind her ear, " I never thought I'd ever see you again".
" Same here" the only two words that came out with any sense.
Stunned, she retrieved the sack from the ground, brushing off the sand, " sorry about that, uh, that'll be- one shilling".
With one hand, he handed her the coin and took the sack with the other, " are you doing alright?" he wasn't sure what he meant by that.
She managed a weak grin, knowing what he meant, " I'm fine, what about you? Still a pirate?".
" I wasn't one last time you saw me, but yes".
Melanie pocketed the coin, " last time I saw you, things were different. You still have that scar".
" Lets not get into that".
" How long are you here for?".
" A few hours".
She shrugged, " there's people behind you Jack, you should move".
He nodded, " you're right. Thanks Mel.anie, it was nice seeing you again, take care".
" You too" she said quietly.
Jack pushed through the crowd, further and further away from his little sister, wandering about until he saw Anamaria. " Get your apples?" she asked, her own sack swung over her shoulder, she studied his face, " what happened?" he shrugged. Anamaria stood on tiptoe and glanced towards the fruit stand, " oh, is that..?".
" Melanie? Yes, it's Melanie. The girl right there, is my sister Melanie".
Anamaria blinked, " I was going to say your old lass from Tourtoga, but that's a bit more interesting".
Jack groaned, " yeah sure, it is, can we go now?".
" We're not done yet" she looked towards the stand again, " that must have been a short conversation".
He shrugged, " it's an odd sibling relationship".
She glared at him, " usually when you say ' odd' it means you're hiding something".
" It's just.a vibe she was giving off, like something wasn't right with her".
" She's a Sparrow, isn't that explanation enough?".
Jack snarled at her, " you'd think it would be, but she was rather normal as a kid. I don't know, maybe I'm just imagining things..again".
Anamaria's nose twitched, " well, Jack's, she's your sister, your little sister. How old is she anyways?".
He kept staring towards the stand, even though he couldn't see Melanie, " seventeen" he paused for a moment, " I can't understand why she's working in a place like that, last I saw, my parents had invested in importing goods, I can't imagine why she'd ever need to work a day in her life".
" Maybe she's taking the same path you did" and with that comment, Anamaria was expecting a snap in return, or an agreement. Something along the lines as ' I never worked at a fruit stand!'.
But he was still concentrating on his own thoughts, rare occasion that would be, " something's really not right here, I have a feeling my parents aren't in the picture" he looked at Anamaria, " I think I'll fall her home tonight, just to make sure everything is alright".
She shook her head, " we can't stay, we have to be out in two hours, less than that now".
Jack's mouth curled, " take one of the row boats off the deck, hide it under the dock here, there should be enough room. Sail out of the harbor, anchor there, and wait for me".
" You came up with that rather fast".
He shrugged, " at least I came up with something, can you do that? Good" Jack turned and began his way through the crowd. Anamaria called after him, ready to object, and she knew he heard her. But all she got in return was, " take care of Will, I'll be back by midnight". And she could no longer see him.
Authors Note- Once again, thank you for the reviews
Chapter Three- Melanie Sparrow
Gibbs threw the bow line off the ship to Jack who was standing on the dock, and securely wrapped it around the wooden post. He looked over to see Anamaria, who had just finished tying the stern line.
" It's a merchant dock" she said, " we've got an our. Gibbs and I could go and get the stuff we need".
Jack shrugged, " we're already off the ship, and times running low" he faced the ship, " Gibbs, keep an eye out!" he yelled, " if Will wakes up before we get back, hit him over the head!".
" Aye!" Gibbs responded without being seen.
Anamaria groaned, " Jack, just get back on board".
" I only made you Co-Capitan to make the decisions when I wasn't in the proper mental stage to make them myself, not to tell me what to do".
She rolled her eyes, " the correct term is first mate, and I'm only trying to do what's right for you, it's your home".
Jack began skipping up the dock smiling, " come along Anamaria!".
She threw her arms up in frustration, " fine, but don't say I didn't try".
He stopped his skipping when she caught up to him on land. It was just as expected, crowds of merchants and townspeople walking about carts and stands, shopping in a hurry. " No worries love, what's first thing we need?".
" Fruit".
" Damn the fruit!" he yelled, spooking two children that were walking past him, " we don't need fruit!".
Anamaria smacked his arm, " watch your mouth, if it were up to you it'd all be rum and dead pigs. There, I see a fruit stand".
" Not true!" he went after her, " the pigs could be alive, not a problem. And I like apples!".
She stopped shy of the stand with a title that was hard to miss, " I've got some shillings, could probably trade them for some meat. You get your apples, and don't go wandering off".
Jack muttered, " you make one mistake" and approached the stand. No one seemed to mind him being a pirate, so there would be no need to make a dodging run back too the ship. He stood in front of the counter of the covered stand when there was enough space. " What can I get you sir?".
" Two dozen apples" he hadn't yet looked at the girl who owned the Caribbean accent, and concentrated on finding the shillings in his pocket. When he finally did, he dropped the handful of coins along with his jaw, " Melanie" he gasped.
She had dropped the sack of apples to the ground, her blue eyes as wide as her first, " Jack".
" Son of a..Anamaria was right again" he muttered.
Melanie managed to appear calmer, tucking her dark blonde hair behind her ear, " I never thought I'd ever see you again".
" Same here" the only two words that came out with any sense.
Stunned, she retrieved the sack from the ground, brushing off the sand, " sorry about that, uh, that'll be- one shilling".
With one hand, he handed her the coin and took the sack with the other, " are you doing alright?" he wasn't sure what he meant by that.
She managed a weak grin, knowing what he meant, " I'm fine, what about you? Still a pirate?".
" I wasn't one last time you saw me, but yes".
Melanie pocketed the coin, " last time I saw you, things were different. You still have that scar".
" Lets not get into that".
" How long are you here for?".
" A few hours".
She shrugged, " there's people behind you Jack, you should move".
He nodded, " you're right. Thanks Mel.anie, it was nice seeing you again, take care".
" You too" she said quietly.
Jack pushed through the crowd, further and further away from his little sister, wandering about until he saw Anamaria. " Get your apples?" she asked, her own sack swung over her shoulder, she studied his face, " what happened?" he shrugged. Anamaria stood on tiptoe and glanced towards the fruit stand, " oh, is that..?".
" Melanie? Yes, it's Melanie. The girl right there, is my sister Melanie".
Anamaria blinked, " I was going to say your old lass from Tourtoga, but that's a bit more interesting".
Jack groaned, " yeah sure, it is, can we go now?".
" We're not done yet" she looked towards the stand again, " that must have been a short conversation".
He shrugged, " it's an odd sibling relationship".
She glared at him, " usually when you say ' odd' it means you're hiding something".
" It's just.a vibe she was giving off, like something wasn't right with her".
" She's a Sparrow, isn't that explanation enough?".
Jack snarled at her, " you'd think it would be, but she was rather normal as a kid. I don't know, maybe I'm just imagining things..again".
Anamaria's nose twitched, " well, Jack's, she's your sister, your little sister. How old is she anyways?".
He kept staring towards the stand, even though he couldn't see Melanie, " seventeen" he paused for a moment, " I can't understand why she's working in a place like that, last I saw, my parents had invested in importing goods, I can't imagine why she'd ever need to work a day in her life".
" Maybe she's taking the same path you did" and with that comment, Anamaria was expecting a snap in return, or an agreement. Something along the lines as ' I never worked at a fruit stand!'.
But he was still concentrating on his own thoughts, rare occasion that would be, " something's really not right here, I have a feeling my parents aren't in the picture" he looked at Anamaria, " I think I'll fall her home tonight, just to make sure everything is alright".
She shook her head, " we can't stay, we have to be out in two hours, less than that now".
Jack's mouth curled, " take one of the row boats off the deck, hide it under the dock here, there should be enough room. Sail out of the harbor, anchor there, and wait for me".
" You came up with that rather fast".
He shrugged, " at least I came up with something, can you do that? Good" Jack turned and began his way through the crowd. Anamaria called after him, ready to object, and she knew he heard her. But all she got in return was, " take care of Will, I'll be back by midnight". And she could no longer see him.