Disclaimer: I'm not putting this up for every chapter, just read the first
chapter for it. Except now I'm adding Porthos from the Three Musketeers
played by Oliver Platt to this. I adore him, and he was apparently supposed
to be a pirate to so he's going to be welcomed into the story later on.
The sun was beginning to set as you and Jack were gathering wood for a fire. You attempted to avoid an awkward silence and strike up a conversation.
"So, Jack, how long have you been here?" You ask as the both of you dumped the wood you had gathered into a pile.
"Only a day," he replied, "not to worried, though. I was on me way to pay a visit to good ol' Will and Elisabeth Turner. They'll probably come looking for me around here when I don't show up."
"They know you've been marooned here before?" You ask as you were both heading back up the beach to scavenge for more fire wood..
"Yup, they know," Jack said with an amused look on his face but then turned to you, "what were ye doin' on the Pearl anyways?"
"I needed a ride to Tortuga actually," You told him recalling you events that day, "And Captain Chuck, who was an old acquaintance of mine, offered me a ride on his ship The White Round Thing. What he didn't tell me was that he was expecting a little something in return, if you catch my drift."
You hear Jack mutter something under his breath. You turn to him, "What was that?"
"What? Oh, nothing. Go on," Jack replied.
"Well, he got made at me and through me into the brig. Then the Black Pearl attacked the White Round thing, I was rescued by Tom and John, then Barbossa had me walk the plank. So, here I am now."
As you finished your story you and Jack both had dropped your final loads of lumber.
"That oughta do it," Jack said then looked up to the sky. "Gonna be a lovely night tonight, Not a cloud in the sky."
You notice as Jack said this that he was rubbing his lower back.
"Are you hurt?" You ask.
Jack looked at you for a moment but realized what you meant, "It's nothin'. Had me a bit of a tussle with Barbossa is all," he said and continued to rub his back.
"Want me to rub it for you?" You ask and you both stopped and stared at each other for a moment. You hadn't meant to sound so suggestive at all. The silence was deafening. All that could be heard were the waves for what seemed to be hours but probably was only and few seconds.
"Let's save it for later," Jack finally said, "Let's get us a fire started, Savvy?"
"Right," You reply. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flash Back - Five Years Ago- Your POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You there! Why're ye late again?" Your big, fat, ugly, slug-like, slob of a boss demanded.
"I'm sorry," is all you can say in a small voice, your head down.
You were a waitress in Tortuga at Joe's Crab Shop (yeah yeah yeah, don't own this either) and your boss, Joe, wasn't exactly the sympathetic type.
When you were fifteen your parents had been robbed and murdered, Ever since then you've had to make it on your own. Now (during the flash back), five years later you had been working every single day of you life just to make ends meet. You felt trapped, like you were dying inside, the flame of life in you ready to burn out.
"Get te work!" Joe spat, literally, at you. You whimpered as you wiped Joe's spit off of your face.
You walked up to the first person you see, not looking him in the eye.
"What can I get you?" You asked him politely.
"How about a bottle o' rum and yer name, luv," He replied.
That moment was the first time you looked into those dark brown eyes of his. You looked at him shyly and told him your name.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," He said and took your hand in his and kissed it.
"Pleasure to meet you Captain Jack Sparrow," You say and we shocked by his reaction.
"AT LAST!" he declare standing up from his seat, his fists raised victoriously in the air, "Somebody has finally gotten it right!" He sat back down, "But you can call me Jack."
You got Jack his rum and were "forced to put up with him for the rest of the night as he complimented you and ordered another rum every time you walked past him. You were sure to feel flattered or frightened. What ever the case he had stayed there until closing time.
"Outa me bar!"Joe roared at Jack, the only person left in the Crab Shack other than you and Joe.
"That's no way to be treating a paying customer ye big fat tub o' goo!" Jack said standing up from his seat again.
"You 'eard me! Off with ye!" Joe said to Jack gesturing wildly to the door,
"I'll be waitin' for ye, luv," Jack winked and he ambled out the door.
"For ye?!" Joe asked turning toward you, his eyes bulging and his fat face turning red. You coward below him, not making eye contact, "Ye are nuthin' but trash! Ye hear me? Nuthin' but stains on a poop deck! That's it!"
"Blast ye!" Jack, whose head had been sticking through the door the whole time, said. "Ye cowardly whelp! That's no way to be talking to this here lady!"
"Didn' I tell ye te get out o' me bar?" Joe demanded turning to Jack.
"Aye, but I couldn't help but over hear what you said to this fine young lady. Now don't you think you should apologize?"
Joe stared at Jack for a moment and then burst out laughing.
"Well, then," Jack said and sighed, "Looks to me like I'll just have to MAKE ye sorry!"
Jack then punched Joe in the face and Joe fell to the ground.
"Consider that her two-weeks notice!" Jack snapped taking you by the arm and leading you out side Joe's Crab Shack.
"Alright, luv?" he asked as he lead you down the street conveniently toward where you live.
You just nodded your lowered head. Jack then turned you toward him and tilted your head upward.
"Sorry, luv, I'm a bit hard o' hearing, what was that?"
"I'm...alright," You say quietly, "It's just that, nobody's ever done anything like that for me before.
"Don't ye worry about it. I'll walk ye home," Jack said.
Once you reached the door to your poor excuse for a house Jack turned you towards him once again.
"Before I forget, here's ye tip for some great service tonight."
Jack tossed you what appeared to be Joe's change pouch. You looked up at him confused.
"Night luv, take care," Jack said with a wink and strolled off into the night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Nothin' more we can do here tonight. Best get us some rest," Jack said.
The fire was now ablaze. You realized you has been staring blankly into the fire for who knows how long.
"Alright, luv?" Jack asked.
"I'm...alright," You replied with a sad smile on your face.
"Hows about that back rub then?"
The sun was beginning to set as you and Jack were gathering wood for a fire. You attempted to avoid an awkward silence and strike up a conversation.
"So, Jack, how long have you been here?" You ask as the both of you dumped the wood you had gathered into a pile.
"Only a day," he replied, "not to worried, though. I was on me way to pay a visit to good ol' Will and Elisabeth Turner. They'll probably come looking for me around here when I don't show up."
"They know you've been marooned here before?" You ask as you were both heading back up the beach to scavenge for more fire wood..
"Yup, they know," Jack said with an amused look on his face but then turned to you, "what were ye doin' on the Pearl anyways?"
"I needed a ride to Tortuga actually," You told him recalling you events that day, "And Captain Chuck, who was an old acquaintance of mine, offered me a ride on his ship The White Round Thing. What he didn't tell me was that he was expecting a little something in return, if you catch my drift."
You hear Jack mutter something under his breath. You turn to him, "What was that?"
"What? Oh, nothing. Go on," Jack replied.
"Well, he got made at me and through me into the brig. Then the Black Pearl attacked the White Round thing, I was rescued by Tom and John, then Barbossa had me walk the plank. So, here I am now."
As you finished your story you and Jack both had dropped your final loads of lumber.
"That oughta do it," Jack said then looked up to the sky. "Gonna be a lovely night tonight, Not a cloud in the sky."
You notice as Jack said this that he was rubbing his lower back.
"Are you hurt?" You ask.
Jack looked at you for a moment but realized what you meant, "It's nothin'. Had me a bit of a tussle with Barbossa is all," he said and continued to rub his back.
"Want me to rub it for you?" You ask and you both stopped and stared at each other for a moment. You hadn't meant to sound so suggestive at all. The silence was deafening. All that could be heard were the waves for what seemed to be hours but probably was only and few seconds.
"Let's save it for later," Jack finally said, "Let's get us a fire started, Savvy?"
"Right," You reply. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flash Back - Five Years Ago- Your POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"You there! Why're ye late again?" Your big, fat, ugly, slug-like, slob of a boss demanded.
"I'm sorry," is all you can say in a small voice, your head down.
You were a waitress in Tortuga at Joe's Crab Shop (yeah yeah yeah, don't own this either) and your boss, Joe, wasn't exactly the sympathetic type.
When you were fifteen your parents had been robbed and murdered, Ever since then you've had to make it on your own. Now (during the flash back), five years later you had been working every single day of you life just to make ends meet. You felt trapped, like you were dying inside, the flame of life in you ready to burn out.
"Get te work!" Joe spat, literally, at you. You whimpered as you wiped Joe's spit off of your face.
You walked up to the first person you see, not looking him in the eye.
"What can I get you?" You asked him politely.
"How about a bottle o' rum and yer name, luv," He replied.
That moment was the first time you looked into those dark brown eyes of his. You looked at him shyly and told him your name.
"Captain Jack Sparrow," He said and took your hand in his and kissed it.
"Pleasure to meet you Captain Jack Sparrow," You say and we shocked by his reaction.
"AT LAST!" he declare standing up from his seat, his fists raised victoriously in the air, "Somebody has finally gotten it right!" He sat back down, "But you can call me Jack."
You got Jack his rum and were "forced to put up with him for the rest of the night as he complimented you and ordered another rum every time you walked past him. You were sure to feel flattered or frightened. What ever the case he had stayed there until closing time.
"Outa me bar!"Joe roared at Jack, the only person left in the Crab Shack other than you and Joe.
"That's no way to be treating a paying customer ye big fat tub o' goo!" Jack said standing up from his seat again.
"You 'eard me! Off with ye!" Joe said to Jack gesturing wildly to the door,
"I'll be waitin' for ye, luv," Jack winked and he ambled out the door.
"For ye?!" Joe asked turning toward you, his eyes bulging and his fat face turning red. You coward below him, not making eye contact, "Ye are nuthin' but trash! Ye hear me? Nuthin' but stains on a poop deck! That's it!"
"Blast ye!" Jack, whose head had been sticking through the door the whole time, said. "Ye cowardly whelp! That's no way to be talking to this here lady!"
"Didn' I tell ye te get out o' me bar?" Joe demanded turning to Jack.
"Aye, but I couldn't help but over hear what you said to this fine young lady. Now don't you think you should apologize?"
Joe stared at Jack for a moment and then burst out laughing.
"Well, then," Jack said and sighed, "Looks to me like I'll just have to MAKE ye sorry!"
Jack then punched Joe in the face and Joe fell to the ground.
"Consider that her two-weeks notice!" Jack snapped taking you by the arm and leading you out side Joe's Crab Shack.
"Alright, luv?" he asked as he lead you down the street conveniently toward where you live.
You just nodded your lowered head. Jack then turned you toward him and tilted your head upward.
"Sorry, luv, I'm a bit hard o' hearing, what was that?"
"I'm...alright," You say quietly, "It's just that, nobody's ever done anything like that for me before.
"Don't ye worry about it. I'll walk ye home," Jack said.
Once you reached the door to your poor excuse for a house Jack turned you towards him once again.
"Before I forget, here's ye tip for some great service tonight."
Jack tossed you what appeared to be Joe's change pouch. You looked up at him confused.
"Night luv, take care," Jack said with a wink and strolled off into the night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Nothin' more we can do here tonight. Best get us some rest," Jack said.
The fire was now ablaze. You realized you has been staring blankly into the fire for who knows how long.
"Alright, luv?" Jack asked.
"I'm...alright," You replied with a sad smile on your face.
"Hows about that back rub then?"