Shadows of the Heart
Chapter One: Goodbyes and New Beginnings
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Pirates of the Caribbean
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"Jack!" Ana Marie marched up to the helm, irritation etched in her face. "When do I get me ship? You promised!"
Jack grinned roguishly at her. "Aye, I did. And so ye shall."
"When?" Ana Marie almost whined with impatience.
"When we..." Jack rolled his eyes up to the clouds, a thoughtful expression on his face. Ana Marie grimaced. He had no idea what excuse to make up. Jack finally gave up and looked down, and saw Ana Marie's frown. He wasn't very convincing. Jack sighed. "Well we can' go back to Port Royale NOW, any likes. In case yer fogettin', they be wantin' ta hang me."
Ana Marie let out a noise that was in between a growl and a sigh. "Jack, it's been five months! They all but fergot you!"
"Now, luv, can' be too sure 'bout that."
Ana Marie's gaze darkened and her voice grew dangerously soft. "I want me ship." She said this slowly, letting every word sink in. If that daft man didn't turn this ship to London, she'd make plans to herself. How about an "expired" bottle of rum? Or perhaps a well-placed sword as he slept? Oh, the possibilities. Ana Marie barely concealed a smirk.
Jack sighed in defeat. "A'righ', lass. After we finish our business in Tortunga, we set fer Port Royale."
Ana Marie brightened; relieved she was finally getting her way. "Thank ye, Jack."
She left him to himself then, giddy with the expectations of a new boat and crew, going wherever she wanted, being her own captain...
She'd sigh in bliss if it weren't for all the other pirates around her.
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It took another day and a half to arrive in Tortunga. They would be staying there for two nights before heading out. Ana Marie couldn't help but gripe as the days inched by slower than ever. In another week or so, she'd be on her own. That is, on her own if she didn't find a new crew. But it'd be fine. She'd been a captain before, now all she needed to do was find her old shipmates; and hope they didn't join a different crew in her (and the ship's) absence.
In another two hours or so, she had a decent size of her crew lined up and awaiting her orders.
"Aye, Jack's gonna 'ave kittens, he is." She mumbled as she led the way to the Black Pearl.
Gibbs had been standing guard that night. "Jack in?" Ana Marie asked.
"Nope. Still in the pub, I 'magine."
"I see." Scumbag, that captain. A different woman every night, she suspected.
Gibbs saw Ana Marie's grimace and smiled slyly. He just couldn't help but bait the woman. "Ah, lass, you ain't gettin' jealous fer ol' Jack, now are ya?" He chuckled.
Ana Marie rolled her eyes. "You know me better, Gibbs. I ain't got no taste fer a man wit no morals."
"Aw, Jack's got morals good an' plenty!" Gibbs guffawed.
"Yeh, tell that to tha ladies." Ana Marie muttered as she started for her cabin.
"Yer jes sayin' tha' cause ye are one!" Gibbs called after her.
"An' don' yer ferget it!" The door slammed shut behind her right as she remembered her crew still on deck. Probably just standing there stupidly, she thought. Ah well, let them.
Ana Marie had just gotten to a comfortable position on her bunk when she heard a familiar voice bellow her name. She sighed disgustedly as she clambered back up to the deck. When Jack Sparrow saw the blurred figure arrive, he pointed his finger angrily at the foreign crew behind him.
"Who're they?" he slurred.
Ana Marie placed her hands on her hips. "They're me new crew, Jack. You really 'spect me to man tha' ship by me lonesome?"
Jack paused and considered this, and Ana Marie knew she had won. And now for the finishing touch. "Sides, the sooner we git to Port Royale, the sooner we be outta yer hair."
"A' right, a'right." Jack muttered, waving his bottle of rum. "Jes keep 'em outta the way."
"Aye!"
Jack swaggered over to his cabin, and Ana Marie turned to the crew. "Well, you 'eard 'im! Stay outta the way, an' stay put!" Numerous 'aye captains' resounded as they scattered to find a nook to sleep in. "Dun worry, mates! Jes a couple more nights, an' we be 'avin' our own ship, an' you yer own bunks!"
And no more Jack. Ana Marie didn't know why she was so urgent to get away from him. Only that she was, and that was that.
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Port Royale had never looked so welcoming. Well, at least to her, and the Interceptor's newest crew. But poor Jack, eyes darting every which way. Ana Marie was in a good mood, so she decided to comfort him.
"Come now, Jack." She sang sweetly as she stood beside him. "Ye can' possibly believe that Norrington fellow kin REALLY catch the bes' bloody pirate that ever was, now do ya?"
Jack grinned gold at her. " 'M flattered ye think that of me, but the fact is, they 'ave." His gaze darkened almost comically. "Twice."
"An' ye got away, too."
"They still caugh' me"
Ana Marie looked over the port. "Well, look. Thar it is, so jes drop me an' me crew off, an' ye kin be outta here, ne'er to see this place agin, so long's ye choose."
As Jack steered her closer to the lightly guarded Interceptor, a feeling of unease fluttered in Ana Marie's chest. This was it. She could still turn back, change her mind. Ana Marie swallowed, letting her determination resurface. She could do this. HAD to do this.
Once close enough to the ship to board, Ana Marie gave her men the order to board and conquer. As she was about to swing over herself, a hand clamped over her arm.
Ana Marie spun around to see Jack, his face no longer holding his charmingly goofy smirk.
"Are ye sure ye wan' to do this, Ana? Mutiny is a big step."
Mutiny? Ana Marie had to bite down a laugh. It would be rude, with him looking so serious.
"Jack, I'm not mutinying (A/N: Is that a word?), jes leaving." She couldn't help but smile, though.
"Mehbe we 'ave different definitions."
Ana Marie could have sworn she caught grief in his eyes. Now she was confused. "Wha'd ye care?" she asked, half softly and half in irritation. "I'm jes a woman to ye, ain't I?"
Jack shook his head, the sadness and seriousness in his eyes growing stronger. "Nah, luv. You're me mate." He smirked. "An' I'll be missin' ye."
Ana Marie frowned, more confused than ever. "Aye." She murmured. "I'll be missin' ye too."
Now the roguish smirk was back. "Now, 'ow bout a lil g'bye kiss fer ol' Jack?"
The man was impossible!
"Or 'ow 'bout I drown ye fer ol' times sake?" Ana Marie retorted, and Jack burst out laughing. "G' bye, Jack Sparrow."
Jack quit laughing and bade his farewell before Ana Marie swung her was over to the Interceptor to join the rest of her crew.
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I'm note sure if Ana Marie actually WAS a captain (I know the boat Jack "borrowed" was pretty small), but I decided to make her one anyways. It wouldn't be too fun if she only used the boat to fish in. ^-^
Anyways, I hope it was different than the other stories. I don't think I've seen another J/A. I know she's not a well-known character, but I don't like doing OC romances. They usually turn out Mary Sue. Anyways, give me lots of reviews! I know you can do it, cause some stories I've seen got two hundred per chapter. Buttons! Click! Type! :p
Quotes (that I am disclaiming):
"Are you sure you want to do this? Mutiny is a big step." - Guybrush Threepwood, Curse of Monkey Island 3
Chapter One: Goodbyes and New Beginnings
Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Pirates of the Caribbean
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"Jack!" Ana Marie marched up to the helm, irritation etched in her face. "When do I get me ship? You promised!"
Jack grinned roguishly at her. "Aye, I did. And so ye shall."
"When?" Ana Marie almost whined with impatience.
"When we..." Jack rolled his eyes up to the clouds, a thoughtful expression on his face. Ana Marie grimaced. He had no idea what excuse to make up. Jack finally gave up and looked down, and saw Ana Marie's frown. He wasn't very convincing. Jack sighed. "Well we can' go back to Port Royale NOW, any likes. In case yer fogettin', they be wantin' ta hang me."
Ana Marie let out a noise that was in between a growl and a sigh. "Jack, it's been five months! They all but fergot you!"
"Now, luv, can' be too sure 'bout that."
Ana Marie's gaze darkened and her voice grew dangerously soft. "I want me ship." She said this slowly, letting every word sink in. If that daft man didn't turn this ship to London, she'd make plans to herself. How about an "expired" bottle of rum? Or perhaps a well-placed sword as he slept? Oh, the possibilities. Ana Marie barely concealed a smirk.
Jack sighed in defeat. "A'righ', lass. After we finish our business in Tortunga, we set fer Port Royale."
Ana Marie brightened; relieved she was finally getting her way. "Thank ye, Jack."
She left him to himself then, giddy with the expectations of a new boat and crew, going wherever she wanted, being her own captain...
She'd sigh in bliss if it weren't for all the other pirates around her.
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It took another day and a half to arrive in Tortunga. They would be staying there for two nights before heading out. Ana Marie couldn't help but gripe as the days inched by slower than ever. In another week or so, she'd be on her own. That is, on her own if she didn't find a new crew. But it'd be fine. She'd been a captain before, now all she needed to do was find her old shipmates; and hope they didn't join a different crew in her (and the ship's) absence.
In another two hours or so, she had a decent size of her crew lined up and awaiting her orders.
"Aye, Jack's gonna 'ave kittens, he is." She mumbled as she led the way to the Black Pearl.
Gibbs had been standing guard that night. "Jack in?" Ana Marie asked.
"Nope. Still in the pub, I 'magine."
"I see." Scumbag, that captain. A different woman every night, she suspected.
Gibbs saw Ana Marie's grimace and smiled slyly. He just couldn't help but bait the woman. "Ah, lass, you ain't gettin' jealous fer ol' Jack, now are ya?" He chuckled.
Ana Marie rolled her eyes. "You know me better, Gibbs. I ain't got no taste fer a man wit no morals."
"Aw, Jack's got morals good an' plenty!" Gibbs guffawed.
"Yeh, tell that to tha ladies." Ana Marie muttered as she started for her cabin.
"Yer jes sayin' tha' cause ye are one!" Gibbs called after her.
"An' don' yer ferget it!" The door slammed shut behind her right as she remembered her crew still on deck. Probably just standing there stupidly, she thought. Ah well, let them.
Ana Marie had just gotten to a comfortable position on her bunk when she heard a familiar voice bellow her name. She sighed disgustedly as she clambered back up to the deck. When Jack Sparrow saw the blurred figure arrive, he pointed his finger angrily at the foreign crew behind him.
"Who're they?" he slurred.
Ana Marie placed her hands on her hips. "They're me new crew, Jack. You really 'spect me to man tha' ship by me lonesome?"
Jack paused and considered this, and Ana Marie knew she had won. And now for the finishing touch. "Sides, the sooner we git to Port Royale, the sooner we be outta yer hair."
"A' right, a'right." Jack muttered, waving his bottle of rum. "Jes keep 'em outta the way."
"Aye!"
Jack swaggered over to his cabin, and Ana Marie turned to the crew. "Well, you 'eard 'im! Stay outta the way, an' stay put!" Numerous 'aye captains' resounded as they scattered to find a nook to sleep in. "Dun worry, mates! Jes a couple more nights, an' we be 'avin' our own ship, an' you yer own bunks!"
And no more Jack. Ana Marie didn't know why she was so urgent to get away from him. Only that she was, and that was that.
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Port Royale had never looked so welcoming. Well, at least to her, and the Interceptor's newest crew. But poor Jack, eyes darting every which way. Ana Marie was in a good mood, so she decided to comfort him.
"Come now, Jack." She sang sweetly as she stood beside him. "Ye can' possibly believe that Norrington fellow kin REALLY catch the bes' bloody pirate that ever was, now do ya?"
Jack grinned gold at her. " 'M flattered ye think that of me, but the fact is, they 'ave." His gaze darkened almost comically. "Twice."
"An' ye got away, too."
"They still caugh' me"
Ana Marie looked over the port. "Well, look. Thar it is, so jes drop me an' me crew off, an' ye kin be outta here, ne'er to see this place agin, so long's ye choose."
As Jack steered her closer to the lightly guarded Interceptor, a feeling of unease fluttered in Ana Marie's chest. This was it. She could still turn back, change her mind. Ana Marie swallowed, letting her determination resurface. She could do this. HAD to do this.
Once close enough to the ship to board, Ana Marie gave her men the order to board and conquer. As she was about to swing over herself, a hand clamped over her arm.
Ana Marie spun around to see Jack, his face no longer holding his charmingly goofy smirk.
"Are ye sure ye wan' to do this, Ana? Mutiny is a big step."
Mutiny? Ana Marie had to bite down a laugh. It would be rude, with him looking so serious.
"Jack, I'm not mutinying (A/N: Is that a word?), jes leaving." She couldn't help but smile, though.
"Mehbe we 'ave different definitions."
Ana Marie could have sworn she caught grief in his eyes. Now she was confused. "Wha'd ye care?" she asked, half softly and half in irritation. "I'm jes a woman to ye, ain't I?"
Jack shook his head, the sadness and seriousness in his eyes growing stronger. "Nah, luv. You're me mate." He smirked. "An' I'll be missin' ye."
Ana Marie frowned, more confused than ever. "Aye." She murmured. "I'll be missin' ye too."
Now the roguish smirk was back. "Now, 'ow bout a lil g'bye kiss fer ol' Jack?"
The man was impossible!
"Or 'ow 'bout I drown ye fer ol' times sake?" Ana Marie retorted, and Jack burst out laughing. "G' bye, Jack Sparrow."
Jack quit laughing and bade his farewell before Ana Marie swung her was over to the Interceptor to join the rest of her crew.
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I'm note sure if Ana Marie actually WAS a captain (I know the boat Jack "borrowed" was pretty small), but I decided to make her one anyways. It wouldn't be too fun if she only used the boat to fish in. ^-^
Anyways, I hope it was different than the other stories. I don't think I've seen another J/A. I know she's not a well-known character, but I don't like doing OC romances. They usually turn out Mary Sue. Anyways, give me lots of reviews! I know you can do it, cause some stories I've seen got two hundred per chapter. Buttons! Click! Type! :p
Quotes (that I am disclaiming):
"Are you sure you want to do this? Mutiny is a big step." - Guybrush Threepwood, Curse of Monkey Island 3
