Disclaimer: I own Gallagher, and that's pretty much it. Sigh .... if only I
owned Johnny Depp .... (drool)
Please bear with me as I try to figure out fanfiction.net. :P I have been a writer for some time but this is the first time I have actually shared my just-for-fun stories. So I hope you like it! Please review and tell me if you like it, or if you think I've gone out of character, or any constructive criticism! Well here is the third chapter.enjoy! -------------- -------------------------------------------------------------
We walked in silence, well, most of the time. Whenever I made a snide comment he grunted and dug the pistol harder against my flesh. Jack opened up the door to the blacksmithery and his eyes searched the place. I watched his face as he discovered Will Turner still hanging from the wooden door and he immediately grinned. "Will! What have you gotten yourself into this time?" Jack laughed.
Will struggled against the door and said, "That lass, Gallagher! Jack, she is the devil's apprentice, I tell you!"
"That'd be me," I agreed with a smile. Jack wandered over and started hacking at the wood where the sword was stuck. Will finally fell to the ground with a thud and Jack examined his sword, which now had wood still stuck on the blade.
"Got Turner with me own sword," Jack muttered with a smile and his eyes met mine.
"May I go now?" I asked, backing away towards the door.
Jack aimed the pistol at me and replied, "Nah, you stay awhile, Gallagher. You are going to have to answer to Elizabeth, Will's wife. She's probably wondering why he isn't home yet."
"Aye," Will agreed, "She isn't going to be happy."
"A man like you married," I said, shaking my head in disbelief, "Now I've heard everything." Will grabbed his own sword and walked up to me, placing the blade to my throat. "I'd watch your tongue, Gallagher," he said, eyes flashing. I sighed as they led me to the Turner household.
It was a fairly nice cottage right near the docks of Port Royale. A brown haired beauty was waiting on the stone steps outside, looking like she was deep in thought. She looked up and cried, "Will Turner! Where have you been?" She ran straight into his arms and they kissed passionately.
"Ahem," Jack said with a grin, "Break it up, will ya?"
Will and Elizabeth untangled themselves and Elizabeth said, "Why, if it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow!" She hugged him and asked, "What have you been up to?"
"I am going to set sail to Tortuga tomorrow on the Black Pearl. I was just here a day to let the crew rest. But I happened to run into this feisty one." He nodded to me, adding, "She's a pirate. Terrence Gallagher. She has been threatening your husband and had kept him in the smithery at sword point."
Elizabeth scowled and studied me. "I have heard of you," she declared, "Gallagher, the pirate lass. Got quite a few adventures under your belt, indeed?" "That would be me," I replied. She raised her hand and slapped me. My cheek stung and I lunged at her, but Jack was holding me by the arms and Will had the pistol aimed at me. "Do that again and I'll mess up those pretty curls of yours," I growled.
"That was for messing with Will," she said angrily.
Will said, "Take her inside," so Jack pushed me up the steps and into their home. It was small and cozy, comforts I had never been endowed with in my life.
"Maybe we should shoot her," Jack recommended and I frowned at him. "She needs a bit cleaning up," Elizabeth said, examining my dirt-smudged cheeks. She looked up at Jack and said, "So do you, Captain Sparrow."
"It's been a rough day," he said.
"I'll fix you two a bath," Elizabeth said warmly. I glanced up at her smiling face, confused.
"You are not going to torture me?" I asked, stunned.
"I think that one slap will tide me over for a while," she said, grinning, "Now come with me and I'll find you a bodice to sleep in. And I shall wash everyone's clothes."
Will went to me and said quietly, "If you lay a hand on Elizabeth, I shall hunt you down and kill you." I had nothing to say to that remark. I nodded and followed Elizabeth into the bedroom. I stood and watched as she went through her clothes and pulled out a neutral colored bodice, handing it to me.
"Thank you," I said softly and she nodded, and then walked out to get the basins to wash in. Jack walked in and began taking off his hat and coat, then his guns and was about to pull his shirt over his head when I scoffed, "What do you think you're doing, Jack?"
"I remember you saying that I had no manners," he said matter-of-factly.
"Oh yes you do, Jack!" Elizabeth said, bringing in buckets of hot water, "You should be ashamed of yourself. The woman gets to tend to her bath first, you impatient fool."
Jack grinned and said, "I don't think Gallagher is a woman," but Elizabeth and I shot him a look that made him scamper out to find Will.
"There you go," Elizabeth said, "And if you need anything, call for me." I nodded again and waited until Elizabeth walked out. I undressed slowly and gasped when I slowly lowered myself into the hot water. I scrubbed at my hair and arms, trying to get rid of the layer of dirt I had managed to get from the day. When I was finally clean I got out and dried myself, then pulled on the bodice. I was staring out the window at the ocean. Then I caught sight of the Black Pearl. It was a beautiful ship, and Jack was a lucky bastard to be able to call it his own. There was a knock on the door and I called, "Come in," and the door opened. I glanced over at the incoming person to find Jack standing there, studying me. "What is it, Sparrow?" I sighed, and then glanced back out at the window.
Jack joined me, staring out at the sea. He breathed the salty air in deeply and finally said, "The Black Pearl is freedom."
"Aye," I admitted, "It is a beautiful ship." I heard a rustling beside me and I found Jack taking off his shirt and working at his boots.
"What the hell are you doin', Jack?" I asked.
"Takin' a bath," he said, "What does it look like?"
He grinned at my appalled reaction and I muttered, "You intolerable bastard," before I walked straight out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Will and Elizabeth were discussing something at the table when I walked in, clad in just a bodice. "I'm sorry if I'm not suitable enough," I said but Elizabeth said warmly, "You're fine. Come in and sit down."
I sat in the chair and stared at the two of them. "How long have ya been married?" I asked, curious.
"Three months," Will said proudly and they gazed at each other lovingly. I smiled at their obvious head over heels feelings for each other.
"Are you going to go with Jack to Tortuga?" I asked.
"We were discussing it, actually," Will admitted, "We would love to go."
"Go where?" Jack asked as he strode in, wearing only his breeches, his hair wet and causing water rivulets to cascade down his bare, tanned chest.
"To Tortuga," Will replied, "We would like to go with you, if you don't mind."
"I don't mind!" he cried, "Absolutely!"
"Can I come?" I questioned. Everyone stopped and stared at me.
Jack shook his head and said, "Sorry lassie, but I don't trust ya. You'd be bad luck."
I scowled and walked right up to him, staring him straight in the face. "I can manage the voyage, Captain Sparrow. I was a Captain once, until I lost me ship and crew to the waves of the Sea of Blood."
"A woman captain?" Jack scoffed, "What is this world comin' to?"
Elizabeth said, "Women are capable of men's work."
I nodded and said, "Make another snide remark, I dare ya."
"I'm outnumbered. Too many women here," he sighed and sank down in the chair next to me.
"The Sea of Blood, ya say?" Will asked, intrigued.
"We were going to find the lost treasure of Captain Snidely. There was a bad storm and our ship was pretty much wrecked to smithereens. I fortunately was washed up on shore and became conscious two days later. I have found no survivors." On the inside I cringed as I added, "I even checked all of the bodies that were washed to the island. No one survived but me."
"How long did ya stay on the island?" Jack asked, pulled into thrall of the tale.
"Five weeks," I declared, "I made do. I was finally rescued by a little fishing boat. They were blown off course by the storm and fortunately came to the island." Everyone was silent as they studied me.
"You've had it rough, haven't you, Gallagher?" Will asked.
"As I said," I said stubbornly, not wanting pity, "I made do. So let me join the Black Pearl. I will work as hard as any other crew member, and more." Jack's eyes met mine and we connected in some way that I couldn't describe. Like we both knew how hard it was to live a life without luxury, but to love it because we had the freedom to roam the seas. It was our home and would be so forever.
"All right," he muttered, "Tomorrow, before dawn, we shall set sail." I grinned and we shook hands, our grips firm and steady, knowing we were making a solid oath, a promise not to be broken between two pirates.
Please bear with me as I try to figure out fanfiction.net. :P I have been a writer for some time but this is the first time I have actually shared my just-for-fun stories. So I hope you like it! Please review and tell me if you like it, or if you think I've gone out of character, or any constructive criticism! Well here is the third chapter.enjoy! -------------- -------------------------------------------------------------
We walked in silence, well, most of the time. Whenever I made a snide comment he grunted and dug the pistol harder against my flesh. Jack opened up the door to the blacksmithery and his eyes searched the place. I watched his face as he discovered Will Turner still hanging from the wooden door and he immediately grinned. "Will! What have you gotten yourself into this time?" Jack laughed.
Will struggled against the door and said, "That lass, Gallagher! Jack, she is the devil's apprentice, I tell you!"
"That'd be me," I agreed with a smile. Jack wandered over and started hacking at the wood where the sword was stuck. Will finally fell to the ground with a thud and Jack examined his sword, which now had wood still stuck on the blade.
"Got Turner with me own sword," Jack muttered with a smile and his eyes met mine.
"May I go now?" I asked, backing away towards the door.
Jack aimed the pistol at me and replied, "Nah, you stay awhile, Gallagher. You are going to have to answer to Elizabeth, Will's wife. She's probably wondering why he isn't home yet."
"Aye," Will agreed, "She isn't going to be happy."
"A man like you married," I said, shaking my head in disbelief, "Now I've heard everything." Will grabbed his own sword and walked up to me, placing the blade to my throat. "I'd watch your tongue, Gallagher," he said, eyes flashing. I sighed as they led me to the Turner household.
It was a fairly nice cottage right near the docks of Port Royale. A brown haired beauty was waiting on the stone steps outside, looking like she was deep in thought. She looked up and cried, "Will Turner! Where have you been?" She ran straight into his arms and they kissed passionately.
"Ahem," Jack said with a grin, "Break it up, will ya?"
Will and Elizabeth untangled themselves and Elizabeth said, "Why, if it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow!" She hugged him and asked, "What have you been up to?"
"I am going to set sail to Tortuga tomorrow on the Black Pearl. I was just here a day to let the crew rest. But I happened to run into this feisty one." He nodded to me, adding, "She's a pirate. Terrence Gallagher. She has been threatening your husband and had kept him in the smithery at sword point."
Elizabeth scowled and studied me. "I have heard of you," she declared, "Gallagher, the pirate lass. Got quite a few adventures under your belt, indeed?" "That would be me," I replied. She raised her hand and slapped me. My cheek stung and I lunged at her, but Jack was holding me by the arms and Will had the pistol aimed at me. "Do that again and I'll mess up those pretty curls of yours," I growled.
"That was for messing with Will," she said angrily.
Will said, "Take her inside," so Jack pushed me up the steps and into their home. It was small and cozy, comforts I had never been endowed with in my life.
"Maybe we should shoot her," Jack recommended and I frowned at him. "She needs a bit cleaning up," Elizabeth said, examining my dirt-smudged cheeks. She looked up at Jack and said, "So do you, Captain Sparrow."
"It's been a rough day," he said.
"I'll fix you two a bath," Elizabeth said warmly. I glanced up at her smiling face, confused.
"You are not going to torture me?" I asked, stunned.
"I think that one slap will tide me over for a while," she said, grinning, "Now come with me and I'll find you a bodice to sleep in. And I shall wash everyone's clothes."
Will went to me and said quietly, "If you lay a hand on Elizabeth, I shall hunt you down and kill you." I had nothing to say to that remark. I nodded and followed Elizabeth into the bedroom. I stood and watched as she went through her clothes and pulled out a neutral colored bodice, handing it to me.
"Thank you," I said softly and she nodded, and then walked out to get the basins to wash in. Jack walked in and began taking off his hat and coat, then his guns and was about to pull his shirt over his head when I scoffed, "What do you think you're doing, Jack?"
"I remember you saying that I had no manners," he said matter-of-factly.
"Oh yes you do, Jack!" Elizabeth said, bringing in buckets of hot water, "You should be ashamed of yourself. The woman gets to tend to her bath first, you impatient fool."
Jack grinned and said, "I don't think Gallagher is a woman," but Elizabeth and I shot him a look that made him scamper out to find Will.
"There you go," Elizabeth said, "And if you need anything, call for me." I nodded again and waited until Elizabeth walked out. I undressed slowly and gasped when I slowly lowered myself into the hot water. I scrubbed at my hair and arms, trying to get rid of the layer of dirt I had managed to get from the day. When I was finally clean I got out and dried myself, then pulled on the bodice. I was staring out the window at the ocean. Then I caught sight of the Black Pearl. It was a beautiful ship, and Jack was a lucky bastard to be able to call it his own. There was a knock on the door and I called, "Come in," and the door opened. I glanced over at the incoming person to find Jack standing there, studying me. "What is it, Sparrow?" I sighed, and then glanced back out at the window.
Jack joined me, staring out at the sea. He breathed the salty air in deeply and finally said, "The Black Pearl is freedom."
"Aye," I admitted, "It is a beautiful ship." I heard a rustling beside me and I found Jack taking off his shirt and working at his boots.
"What the hell are you doin', Jack?" I asked.
"Takin' a bath," he said, "What does it look like?"
He grinned at my appalled reaction and I muttered, "You intolerable bastard," before I walked straight out of the room and slammed the door shut.
Will and Elizabeth were discussing something at the table when I walked in, clad in just a bodice. "I'm sorry if I'm not suitable enough," I said but Elizabeth said warmly, "You're fine. Come in and sit down."
I sat in the chair and stared at the two of them. "How long have ya been married?" I asked, curious.
"Three months," Will said proudly and they gazed at each other lovingly. I smiled at their obvious head over heels feelings for each other.
"Are you going to go with Jack to Tortuga?" I asked.
"We were discussing it, actually," Will admitted, "We would love to go."
"Go where?" Jack asked as he strode in, wearing only his breeches, his hair wet and causing water rivulets to cascade down his bare, tanned chest.
"To Tortuga," Will replied, "We would like to go with you, if you don't mind."
"I don't mind!" he cried, "Absolutely!"
"Can I come?" I questioned. Everyone stopped and stared at me.
Jack shook his head and said, "Sorry lassie, but I don't trust ya. You'd be bad luck."
I scowled and walked right up to him, staring him straight in the face. "I can manage the voyage, Captain Sparrow. I was a Captain once, until I lost me ship and crew to the waves of the Sea of Blood."
"A woman captain?" Jack scoffed, "What is this world comin' to?"
Elizabeth said, "Women are capable of men's work."
I nodded and said, "Make another snide remark, I dare ya."
"I'm outnumbered. Too many women here," he sighed and sank down in the chair next to me.
"The Sea of Blood, ya say?" Will asked, intrigued.
"We were going to find the lost treasure of Captain Snidely. There was a bad storm and our ship was pretty much wrecked to smithereens. I fortunately was washed up on shore and became conscious two days later. I have found no survivors." On the inside I cringed as I added, "I even checked all of the bodies that were washed to the island. No one survived but me."
"How long did ya stay on the island?" Jack asked, pulled into thrall of the tale.
"Five weeks," I declared, "I made do. I was finally rescued by a little fishing boat. They were blown off course by the storm and fortunately came to the island." Everyone was silent as they studied me.
"You've had it rough, haven't you, Gallagher?" Will asked.
"As I said," I said stubbornly, not wanting pity, "I made do. So let me join the Black Pearl. I will work as hard as any other crew member, and more." Jack's eyes met mine and we connected in some way that I couldn't describe. Like we both knew how hard it was to live a life without luxury, but to love it because we had the freedom to roam the seas. It was our home and would be so forever.
"All right," he muttered, "Tomorrow, before dawn, we shall set sail." I grinned and we shook hands, our grips firm and steady, knowing we were making a solid oath, a promise not to be broken between two pirates.