A.N.: Don't own Potc…obviously and the song thing- not mine. Owned by Disney…
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And now to chapter six- eh?
Note: I'm sorry if anyone feels this fic feels like a mary-sueish fic, which I was totally unaware of. Comments on improvements and revision are highly appreciated.
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Chapter VI
He's dead
He can't be
Yes he is
No
Yes
No-
"Oi! Ye lass!" my thoughts were interrupted by Jack Sparrow- who still seemed to have trouble locating his ship.
Somehow afraid to talk, I again meditated into my deep dark thoughts.
"I must confess lass" Jack walked over to my huddled form, "Ye've been awfully quiet- too quiet fer comfort"
He dropped next to me, "I am pretty sure that they didn't leave me"
Without waiting for a reply he continued.
"Unless they keep to the code- but we agreed to hell with the code" Jack argued himself.
"Well now" he rubbed his hands and stopped, "Still don't want to talk love?"
I shook my head
"Ah! I know- we stop by a tavern- drink up some of them rum" he jumped to his feet, "Clear our thoughts and be off to the Pearl next day- what say ye?"
"I say that's the most ridiculous thing ever" I tiredly waved, "Mister Sparrow- I can't believe you lost your ship"
"No-no-no-no" he motioned, "The Pearl is somewhere around there- I….just need time darling"
I rolled my eyes, "They'll find us by night- what kind of pirate are you?"
"Actually I am a very nice pirate"
"Nice"
"Aye"
"If you were nice" I said in ire, "You wouldn't have left Richard- and courageously fought with him till death"
"That would not be so good" Jack purposely frowned
"How so?"
"If say we both be lost to Davy Jones' Locker- then ye would have no chance of escaping this island" he tapped the side of his head, "And eventually ye be caught and hanged"
"Be grateful I'm alive love- I'm yer only hope" he dramatically sighed
I nearly exploded.
Instead I got up and brushed myself from the sand. "Fine-…..fine mister nice pirate. You stay here- while I find your bloody boat"
I almost expected him to intervene but he looked at me thoughtfully, "Aye….not a bad idea lass"
"What will you be doing at the meantime?"
Jack guiltily looked at me and shook his head, "I'll be in one of those- er- had hoped-" he waved his hand dismissively, "Let's be off- to the Pearl"
"You've said that five times already"
"I'll say it again-" he drew back his head and joyously exclaimed, "Off to the Black Pearl"
"You're going to be the death of me" I angrily glared.
Giving me a confused expression, he carefully brought out his compass and stared at it- tapping it a few times.
"This way" he motioned far left
"Wait" I ran to face him, "If you do not find your ship this time-we go our separate ways…understand? You and I" I furiously pointed at myself, "We can not exist together- much less stay together… there is no cooperation- so…go off- find the ship or I'll go find my own…is that clear?"
"Inescapably clear milady"
With a huff, I stopped, "Lead the way"
Jack raised his eyebrow but continued marking the area and walking about randomly making sharp turns left and right.
After a few hours of walking under the heavy hot sun, we were far from the village, scanning the shores.
"To be quite honest with you" Jack started, "I think we took the wrong turn-"
I could feel the blood pounding my ears, "Ah? Is that so?"
"How about a break? This little island of yours is not so little after all"
"We are escaping convicts! Are you insane? How could you want a bloody mug of rum while we should be running away-"
That caught his attention, "What's wrong with rum?"
Exasperated I slowly worded, "Find…. Your…. Bloody… ship"
"I'll find me ship" Jack turned, "Nothing to fuss over lass- the danger is over- we're safe"
Was he joking?
I angrily sat on sand and clenched a handful of sand, "Off to the Pearl- Off to the Pearl- Off to the Pearl- yes of course you bloody pirate- we are off the bloody ship"
A hand rested on my shoulder, "Ahh- do ye see that now lass?"
"See what?" I crossly jerked from his touch
He pointed off to the horizon- wait…
A dark huge ship appeared from the distance, coming closer and closer, the waves splashing unnaturally by its hull.
"Ah- love ye are one of the few to witness this treasure" he dreamily watched the ship, "Come- off to the Pearl!" his arm flailing- his running feet staggering- sands flying.
The bloody pirate was running off to greet his beloved ship.
"I swear- after this is over I'll make sure I'll never see that blasted pirate again" I swore
"You left and have forgotten about me?" Jack cried in despair, "You left your captain- stranded hopelessly on that- that" he pointed at me, "girl's bloody island-"
"Sorry sir" a round dirty pirate hung his head, "It was about twenty miles when Stiles noticed you missing"
"Twenty miles" Jack muttered darkly to himself
I stared blankly at Jack's sudden authority- over a generous amount of people.
Spotting the look in my eyes, he spoke to me, "Did I fail to mention that I was Captain Jack Sparrow- love?"
"Of course not- mister pirate"
Forgetting about his earlier anger at his crew he lectured, "Captain Jack Sparrow- or Jack if ye like"
"Jack"
"There" he happily looked around at his men, "I always knew ye can do it"
"Where to now" a voice called from behind
Surprised by the softness- the femininity of that voice, I whirled around to see a dark skinned girl in men's wear.
"Anna Maria-"
"Who's the girl – captain?"
"Ah yes- she's many things" Jack furrowed his eyebrows counting, "An escaped criminal, murderer, the supposedly owner of that strip of island-"
"My name's Jessica Sullivan" I reached out and shook her hand.
"Anna Maria"
"Two women on board-" the middle aged pot bellied man shook his head, "It's dangerous-"
I defiantly glared at the man, "You can't possibly believe that-"
"Not to worry Gibbs- I think she is not that of a woman as she seems" Jack mysteriously gestured
A retort burned my lips but I held it back-
Richard
Astonished by my silence, Jack coughed straightening up, "What are ye all lookin' at?" he roared at his crew, "Back to work ye scabbarous dogs"
Scrambling back to their places, Jack took his place at the wheel and took out his compass- "Anna Maria- escort Miss Sullivan to a room- cabin- whatever ye call it"
"Where are we headed-"
"Come" Anna Maria grabbed my arm away.
"But where are we going?" I loudly asked
"Where ever the wind blows love" Jack called out as we made it inside the ship.
