Disclaimer- Of course I don't own anything! Cept Madison!! OH and Johnny
Depp...I have him locked in my basement! Mwhahaha!...oh wait..I don't have
a basement...='(
I made a slight mistake in the last chapter....When Jack and Madison were arguing about getting to the islands, Madison said "Those bloody pirates forgot the map that was in the bind of the book! I got it! And I also know of a secret channel that passes through Mexico. It will take them over four months to even get AROUND the 'bloody' continent and by that time, we will be waiting at the Islands READY TO STEAL THE RING BACK SO I CAN GET MY..I mean WE can get my fathers treasures!" and...instead of ring...it should have been Neckalce.....Sorry bout that folks!!
~!~! Chapter 4 ~!~!
The anticipation of arriving at Port Royal almost gave me a heart attack. I knew if I returned there, I might not be so lucky to escape like the last time."Madison--"
"Call me Maddy...Everyone else does." She looked up at me from her position on the lower deck. I smiled at her and slowly made my way down the steps.
"Would ya be angry if I just stayed 'ere. I don't want to risk bein' caught. Then ye might never get yer treasure." She stood up and grinned, putting her hands on her slender, yet still round hips. I found it hard to tear my eyes away from them.
"As you wish, Jack. Just, you better still be here when I get back...No goin' to look for my treasure!"
She shook her finger in my face and I grabbed her hand, spinning her around so her back was pressed to my stomach. "Aw, I would never..." I whispered in her ear as I ran a hand up her forearm, producing goose bumps to appear instantly.
Madison began to laugh nervously and I could feel her breath increasing as she squirmed in my arms. "Jack..." her voice cracked and I let her go.
She turned to me, brushing her long hair out of her porcelain face. "I bet you've never had a man beside your uncle in your life...Am I right?" I lowered my head, grinning still.
The sea wind blew her hair in her face, making her raise a shakey hand to brush it away gently again. As she stared at me I let my eyes wonder down her body.
The vest she had on, fit her well, and she wore it well. The way it was the only thing covering her torso, made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. But, it was in her trousers that made the blood flow through me. She wasn't chubby like her uncle.
Oh no, she had the right curve to her body. Thick in the chest, thin in the middle, and her hips curved a bit out, but nothing too drastic.
"Jack!" I jumped at the sound of her voice and I snapped my head back up to see her glaring at me. "Wha'? Can you blame me, love?" Another blush swept across her face and before I knew what was happening, she had turned and rushed down below, more than likely to her room. ~!~!
I stripped of my clothing and started to dress into a gown to not give anything away. If a lady was to show up in a place like Port Royal wearing mens, or to be exact, pirates clothes, she would be immediately cast out of the port. I never like visiting there. But, my aunt and uncle insisted to visit my cousins every other two years.
I glared at the dress as I put it on. It just had to tie in the back where I couldn't reach. Which meant, Jack was going to have to help me.
As I placed my arms into my sleeves, the ship jerked and I was thrown onto the floor, yelping from the impact. My knees were skinned and the palms of my hands were splintered from the table I had fallen into.
Blood was dripping slowly down my legs and hands. I cried out in pain and immidiately, Jack was standing at the door.
"What?! What's wrong?" He looked at me sitting in the floor my hands palm up in the air so I wouldn't spill the blood on my dress. "Maddy! What happened?" In an instant, he was kneeling beside me.
"The damn ship HAD to do that didn't it?!" My eyes were watering as he scanned over my wounds.
"Shh...Do you 'ave a needle? You 'ave abou' three splinters in your hands..." I shook my head and watched him stand up and leave the room.
I looked at my hands just as Jack stepped back in the room, holding a silver needle in his hand. "It might sting a lit'le.." I nodded as he took my left and in his own and lightly scraped at the peice of wood in my hand.
His legs were around mine and each of mine were over his. It looked wrong and unapropriate, but for some reason, I smiled. Jack noticed and rose his black eyes to mine, pausing in his work.
"Whats yer smile for?"
"I was just thinking of my cousin...and..how I haven't seen him in a long while."
"You're a bad liar, Madison..." He smiled and went back to my hand, as I blushed. When I opened my mouth to speak, a small whimper escaped instead of words.
The needle stuck in my skin, making me pull my hand back. Jack never let go and when I jerked, he just pulled me back. I fell onto him and I discovered now we looked even worse. I was strateling his waist now as he continued to work on my hand, getting the splinters out.
After he was finished with that, he took some cloth and wrapped it around my hands after dipping them in water. The coldness stung a little, but not enough to hurt.
"Now, yer knees.." I nodded and took the bottom of my skirt in my fingers, pulling it up slowly so he could see my bleeding knees. I swallowed as he blew on the wound, cooling it. My eyes closed and when they opened again, I caught Jack staring. "Are you finished?" I asked, innocently changing the subject.
"Not yet.." He licked his lips and wrapped a bandage around my knees before standing up. "Now..Are you a'ight?" I took his hand and he helped back up, steading me with his hand.
"Yea...Just, tie this.." He laughed as I turned around so he could tie my dress. His hands barely grazed my back, and I tried not to notice, even though it was terribly hard. "All done.." He whispered in that same voice he had spoken to me with out on the deck when he asked me about my private life.
"Thank you..Are we...almost there?"
"We're there. I dropped the anchor and you're all set to go.. If you aren't back by this evening..I'm coming to get you." We walked up to the deck and lowered the rowing boats, once again to travel back to the land.
He did the rowing, letting me sit and try to figure out how I was going to find Johnathon and convince him to come along with me.
'I will just have to tell the truth and pray he will help. He always understood my adventurous nature. And he did always promise he would take me on one some day...' I smiled at my realization of how simple this was going to be just as the boat slid up on the sand.
We both got out and I sighed, tieing the bonnet under my chin. "Well, Here I go!" I shrugged and turned around, staring at the beach.
The tan sand faded into the grass, which it stretched up a tall hill. Luckily, there was a path leading up and hopefully over into Port Royal. I knew it was over the hill, but I didn't want to get up there and see nothing but rocks and grass.
I took a step forward and was stopped. Jack stepped in front of me and put a hand on his chin, looking at the ground before looking at me. "Madison?"
"Yes?" "Be carefull...An' don' speak my name..Don' even mention me to your cousin, or nephew or whoever..I almost got hanged 'ere last time...and I would appreciate it if you kept me a secret..." I raised my eyebrow slightly and pressed my lips together.
The wind blew our hair to the side and it made my dress blow also, which irritated my knees. "Ah..when you say be carefull you actually mean be carefull and not mention you. I'm so glad you care about me." I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice.
I stepped to the side just as he did, stopping me yet again. "Wait a minute..I do care about you. But, you 'ave a better chance of surviving than I do. You aren't a pirate love.." It made me angry when he called me love.
He knew I liked it, and he knew I would forgive him when I was already angry at him. "Hmm..If you say so." I said still sarcastic. Inside I was smiling, but I still refused to show it. As long as I was playing this game he would be stopping me.
"Honestly! Maddy, love, doll, I care about you." And that was all it took. I smiled and nodded, walking past him, trying to get on with my quest. It was going to be nightfall before I even found Johnathon.
"You don' believe me!!" I laughed loudly as he slid his arms around my waist. "Yes I do!! Now please, I need to go!!" Jack whipped me around, still keeping his arms around my waist.
"Tell me you believe me...and I'll THINK about letting you go." I rolled my eyes dramatically and pressed my lips together, trying to push him away from me. "Jack!!" I whined, pushing with all my might. "Nuh uh uh!! Say it!"
"I believe you care about me." He leaned closer to me and I stopped struggling. His face was inches from mine and I could feel his warm breath on my lips.
"Good." I was freed a second later and I turned around, trying to catch my breath. Just before I could move, I felt him slap his hand against my bottom. I gasped and turned around, ready to slap him.
He caught my hand and kissed me on the cheek before turning to walk away. I couldn't breath, move, or think. Jack Sparrow had just kissed me. His lips were so warm and felt like silk against my skin like that.
I have never had a boy kiss me anywhere before. And he was the first to do it. 'Oh Lord, help me and lead me away from temptation.' I silently made a much needed prayer and made my way up the path, and over the hill, sighing at the town below me.
Now, all I needed to do was find Johnathon and not mention Jack Sparrow. Which was going to be hard, seeing as how I couldn't get my mind away from the image of him kissing my cheek...
A/N- Ah, she likes 'im! Well, I tried to get the pirate accent right...If I didnt...oh well, i'm sorry, I'm not a good pirate! Review PLEASE!
I made a slight mistake in the last chapter....When Jack and Madison were arguing about getting to the islands, Madison said "Those bloody pirates forgot the map that was in the bind of the book! I got it! And I also know of a secret channel that passes through Mexico. It will take them over four months to even get AROUND the 'bloody' continent and by that time, we will be waiting at the Islands READY TO STEAL THE RING BACK SO I CAN GET MY..I mean WE can get my fathers treasures!" and...instead of ring...it should have been Neckalce.....Sorry bout that folks!!
~!~! Chapter 4 ~!~!
The anticipation of arriving at Port Royal almost gave me a heart attack. I knew if I returned there, I might not be so lucky to escape like the last time."Madison--"
"Call me Maddy...Everyone else does." She looked up at me from her position on the lower deck. I smiled at her and slowly made my way down the steps.
"Would ya be angry if I just stayed 'ere. I don't want to risk bein' caught. Then ye might never get yer treasure." She stood up and grinned, putting her hands on her slender, yet still round hips. I found it hard to tear my eyes away from them.
"As you wish, Jack. Just, you better still be here when I get back...No goin' to look for my treasure!"
She shook her finger in my face and I grabbed her hand, spinning her around so her back was pressed to my stomach. "Aw, I would never..." I whispered in her ear as I ran a hand up her forearm, producing goose bumps to appear instantly.
Madison began to laugh nervously and I could feel her breath increasing as she squirmed in my arms. "Jack..." her voice cracked and I let her go.
She turned to me, brushing her long hair out of her porcelain face. "I bet you've never had a man beside your uncle in your life...Am I right?" I lowered my head, grinning still.
The sea wind blew her hair in her face, making her raise a shakey hand to brush it away gently again. As she stared at me I let my eyes wonder down her body.
The vest she had on, fit her well, and she wore it well. The way it was the only thing covering her torso, made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. But, it was in her trousers that made the blood flow through me. She wasn't chubby like her uncle.
Oh no, she had the right curve to her body. Thick in the chest, thin in the middle, and her hips curved a bit out, but nothing too drastic.
"Jack!" I jumped at the sound of her voice and I snapped my head back up to see her glaring at me. "Wha'? Can you blame me, love?" Another blush swept across her face and before I knew what was happening, she had turned and rushed down below, more than likely to her room. ~!~!
I stripped of my clothing and started to dress into a gown to not give anything away. If a lady was to show up in a place like Port Royal wearing mens, or to be exact, pirates clothes, she would be immediately cast out of the port. I never like visiting there. But, my aunt and uncle insisted to visit my cousins every other two years.
I glared at the dress as I put it on. It just had to tie in the back where I couldn't reach. Which meant, Jack was going to have to help me.
As I placed my arms into my sleeves, the ship jerked and I was thrown onto the floor, yelping from the impact. My knees were skinned and the palms of my hands were splintered from the table I had fallen into.
Blood was dripping slowly down my legs and hands. I cried out in pain and immidiately, Jack was standing at the door.
"What?! What's wrong?" He looked at me sitting in the floor my hands palm up in the air so I wouldn't spill the blood on my dress. "Maddy! What happened?" In an instant, he was kneeling beside me.
"The damn ship HAD to do that didn't it?!" My eyes were watering as he scanned over my wounds.
"Shh...Do you 'ave a needle? You 'ave abou' three splinters in your hands..." I shook my head and watched him stand up and leave the room.
I looked at my hands just as Jack stepped back in the room, holding a silver needle in his hand. "It might sting a lit'le.." I nodded as he took my left and in his own and lightly scraped at the peice of wood in my hand.
His legs were around mine and each of mine were over his. It looked wrong and unapropriate, but for some reason, I smiled. Jack noticed and rose his black eyes to mine, pausing in his work.
"Whats yer smile for?"
"I was just thinking of my cousin...and..how I haven't seen him in a long while."
"You're a bad liar, Madison..." He smiled and went back to my hand, as I blushed. When I opened my mouth to speak, a small whimper escaped instead of words.
The needle stuck in my skin, making me pull my hand back. Jack never let go and when I jerked, he just pulled me back. I fell onto him and I discovered now we looked even worse. I was strateling his waist now as he continued to work on my hand, getting the splinters out.
After he was finished with that, he took some cloth and wrapped it around my hands after dipping them in water. The coldness stung a little, but not enough to hurt.
"Now, yer knees.." I nodded and took the bottom of my skirt in my fingers, pulling it up slowly so he could see my bleeding knees. I swallowed as he blew on the wound, cooling it. My eyes closed and when they opened again, I caught Jack staring. "Are you finished?" I asked, innocently changing the subject.
"Not yet.." He licked his lips and wrapped a bandage around my knees before standing up. "Now..Are you a'ight?" I took his hand and he helped back up, steading me with his hand.
"Yea...Just, tie this.." He laughed as I turned around so he could tie my dress. His hands barely grazed my back, and I tried not to notice, even though it was terribly hard. "All done.." He whispered in that same voice he had spoken to me with out on the deck when he asked me about my private life.
"Thank you..Are we...almost there?"
"We're there. I dropped the anchor and you're all set to go.. If you aren't back by this evening..I'm coming to get you." We walked up to the deck and lowered the rowing boats, once again to travel back to the land.
He did the rowing, letting me sit and try to figure out how I was going to find Johnathon and convince him to come along with me.
'I will just have to tell the truth and pray he will help. He always understood my adventurous nature. And he did always promise he would take me on one some day...' I smiled at my realization of how simple this was going to be just as the boat slid up on the sand.
We both got out and I sighed, tieing the bonnet under my chin. "Well, Here I go!" I shrugged and turned around, staring at the beach.
The tan sand faded into the grass, which it stretched up a tall hill. Luckily, there was a path leading up and hopefully over into Port Royal. I knew it was over the hill, but I didn't want to get up there and see nothing but rocks and grass.
I took a step forward and was stopped. Jack stepped in front of me and put a hand on his chin, looking at the ground before looking at me. "Madison?"
"Yes?" "Be carefull...An' don' speak my name..Don' even mention me to your cousin, or nephew or whoever..I almost got hanged 'ere last time...and I would appreciate it if you kept me a secret..." I raised my eyebrow slightly and pressed my lips together.
The wind blew our hair to the side and it made my dress blow also, which irritated my knees. "Ah..when you say be carefull you actually mean be carefull and not mention you. I'm so glad you care about me." I said with sarcasm dripping from my voice.
I stepped to the side just as he did, stopping me yet again. "Wait a minute..I do care about you. But, you 'ave a better chance of surviving than I do. You aren't a pirate love.." It made me angry when he called me love.
He knew I liked it, and he knew I would forgive him when I was already angry at him. "Hmm..If you say so." I said still sarcastic. Inside I was smiling, but I still refused to show it. As long as I was playing this game he would be stopping me.
"Honestly! Maddy, love, doll, I care about you." And that was all it took. I smiled and nodded, walking past him, trying to get on with my quest. It was going to be nightfall before I even found Johnathon.
"You don' believe me!!" I laughed loudly as he slid his arms around my waist. "Yes I do!! Now please, I need to go!!" Jack whipped me around, still keeping his arms around my waist.
"Tell me you believe me...and I'll THINK about letting you go." I rolled my eyes dramatically and pressed my lips together, trying to push him away from me. "Jack!!" I whined, pushing with all my might. "Nuh uh uh!! Say it!"
"I believe you care about me." He leaned closer to me and I stopped struggling. His face was inches from mine and I could feel his warm breath on my lips.
"Good." I was freed a second later and I turned around, trying to catch my breath. Just before I could move, I felt him slap his hand against my bottom. I gasped and turned around, ready to slap him.
He caught my hand and kissed me on the cheek before turning to walk away. I couldn't breath, move, or think. Jack Sparrow had just kissed me. His lips were so warm and felt like silk against my skin like that.
I have never had a boy kiss me anywhere before. And he was the first to do it. 'Oh Lord, help me and lead me away from temptation.' I silently made a much needed prayer and made my way up the path, and over the hill, sighing at the town below me.
Now, all I needed to do was find Johnathon and not mention Jack Sparrow. Which was going to be hard, seeing as how I couldn't get my mind away from the image of him kissing my cheek...
A/N- Ah, she likes 'im! Well, I tried to get the pirate accent right...If I didnt...oh well, i'm sorry, I'm not a good pirate! Review PLEASE!