Right I forgot to say it before…I don't own anything but my own characters, but as do must living breathing females I wished I owned Johnny..ahhh

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Chapter 2:
I stomped up the stairs to my room and then slammed the door behind me. The nerve of that man! How could, ahhhh, and now, ahhhh! I wasn't sure which I was more upset about the fact that I would have to hide my identity as a boy, no less, or that I would have to take orders from Captain Sparrow. Ha, he calls himself captain, probably doesn't even know north from south!


I took several deep breaths to clear my mind and grabbed the bag lying on floor and threw it on to my bed. I then grabbed several books, a nightgown and an extra pair of slacks and shoved them into the bag. I walked in front of the mirror hanging in my room and look intently at the person I saw, and sighed. This will never do, I thought.


I let my hair down and it fell down to my waist. I grabbed a hold of it and began to cut it. I watch as the locks of my brown hair fell to the ground, and then looked at the mirror again. It was now down to my shoulders. I slid out of my dress and snatched up a scarf and began to wrap it around my chest. It isn't like I am that well endowed anyway I thought after I finished, but I knew I couldn't take that chance. I then slid on some over sized slacks and a belt. This will never work, I thought to myself as a stared at myself in the mirror, but I have to. I grabbed an old nightgown and cut the bottom off so it now look like a shirt, and put it on. I tied my hair back and then put a bandana on to keep my hair from slipping. Only one thing missing, I thought. I reached under my bed and pulled out my fathers old hat and put it on. I looked at myself in the mirror, running my fingers over the brim of the hat. I smiled at what I saw in the mirror, and then grabbed my bag and walked out of the room.


It had taken me all night for me to get everything ready, and it was already approaching dawn. I creped down the stairs as not to wake Bill. But as I hit the last stair I looked up and saw Bill staring at me. I smiled weakly at him.


"You were goin' leave without proper goodbye?" Bill said.


I looked at him and my heart almost melted at the sadness I saw in his eyes. He was all I had left, and I was all he had left. I walked slowly toward him and said "I…am...er…Sorry, it's just that…"


"I know what you mean child, I anit big on goodbyes either, so lets not look at it that way, because we will bee seein' each other again."


I nodded my head silent as I felt a surge of guilt rush over me. Here I was leaving the one man that cared for me to go after a man who destroyed me. I took off my hat and sat down next to him.


Bill put is arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him and said, "This is for ya," he said pointing at the package on the table.


I looked at him and that back at the package. "I cant, I don't deserve anything," I said.
"Just open it before you make a fuss 'bout it," Bill said smiling.


I reached out for it and pulled it closer to me and began to tar way at the paper. As I saw what it was my jaw dropped open and my heart began to beat faster. I looked back at Bill who was smiling and said "How…did…you…I thought it was gone!"


"I found it the same day I found you child," Bill said somberly. "I knew your Dad made that sword for ya, always went on about it he did, anyway I figured I would keep it till the proper time."


I barley muster the words "Thank You," before I buried myself in his shoulder. He would never be able to know how much this meant to me. I hugged him close not wanting to let go. I didn't want to lose yet another person I loved. He released me and whipped away a stray tear from his check and said, "Best be goin' child." I stood up and grabbed my bag and sword and kissed him on the check. As I reached the door I turned around and looked at him one more time and said "See you in a while Bill, so don't be given up my room just yet." I then turned and head on to the street.


The streets were eerily quite and empty. The haze was so thick I could barley see where I was going. I was beginning to get worried that I was headed in the wrong direction when I heard some voices in front of me. One of them sound like that man Gibbs.


Well this is it I thought as I fell into line with the other men making there way on to the ship. The line came to abrupt stop, and the men all turned in the direction of a mans voice. What are they doing, this isn't the bloody navy, why are we stopped? I heard a voice talking with the man a in beginning of the line. I recognized his voice, and my suspicion was confirmed when he said "Welcome aboard lads I be your Captain Jack Sparrow, and 'his 'ere is the Black Pearl." He then began going down the line asking the men's name. Names, I thought, I forgotten to think of one. I heard his footsteps approaching and pushed my hat down further on my head.


"Looks like we got us a stray Gibbs. How ever did you manage to get on the ship boy?"


"I was sent," I replied in my best masculine voice.


"Who in the bloody…" Jack paused for a moment and then continued and said, "the barmaid, what kind of joke is she pulling on Captain Jack?"


Was I supposed to answer that I thought, because if I did I already thought of what to say an I know he wont like it.


"Well what is your name boy?"


"Amsterdam," I blurred out.
"How old are yous?"


I was beginning to get tired of this 20-question game he was playing. Why couldn't he just let me be, he didn't interrogate the others like this. I let out a sigh and said, "Old enough to be here if that what you mean!"


Jack chuckled; the boy has some fire in him, which is good because he is going to need it. But Jack still thought that there something peculiar about me. I never looked at Jack in the eye when he talked to me, which made him suspicious.
"Amsterdam are you hiding somthin' for me?"


What was he talking about? Did he know who I really was or was this some kind of test? I could feel him staring at me but I kept my eyes glued on the floor.


"Boy…" Jack said but was abruptly cut of by Gibbs (thank god), who came running over to him.


"Capt we best be going or this end before it begins," he said franticly boating to ship out in distance.


"Damn Navy," Jack mumbled, "What are you scallywags standin' 'ere for, you 'erd the man, so get MOVING!"


Everyone ran off in different directions as Jack shouted out orders. I moved over to a corner to stay out of the way, being as I was not too sure what to do. Within the matters of minutes we had set sail. Maybe he does know a little about being a captain, I thought to myself, as I looked back at the dock that was getting smaller and smaller.


"Aye, boy," called a voice from behind me. "Amsterdam," the voice called again. I then felt someone's hand on my shoulder and I jumped.


"Your name is Amsterdam right?


"Aye," I replied.


"Gibbs 'ave been waitin' for ya, so I would get movin', he's below deck," The man called after me as I speed off thinking that I really need to remember that my name is Amsterdam. Also that I hope what ever Gibbs wanted didn't involve too man questions, this masculine voice thing is harder then one would think.


"Aye there you are, well follow me boy," Gibbs said as he began to walk. HE opened a door and said "this is 'here you be stain."


The room wasn't too bad minus the fact that I would be in the same room as the other men.


"Just 'urry and put your stuff done on a bed boy, ya've got things to do." I walked over to a bed in a corner and put down my bag, and sword, and then slid my dagger into my boot, and head back toward Gibbs.


"Amsterdam is it?"


"Aye."


"Interesting name…anyway your goin' be scrubin' the deck bein' that you've not been on ship before right?"


"Aye," I said as I followed him back to the upper deck.


"Also you, when it is need, will be sent up to the crows nest, bein' that you are small and all."


I looked up and sighed, why couldn't I just have a job because I was good at it. Men, I swear. He handed me a bucket and brush and told me that if I wish to be done by supper, I better get started.
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"Gibbs," Jack yelled.


"Aye Cap what you be needin'," Gibbs replied as he walked toward him

.
"You give Amsterdam his job?"


"'hat I did Cap, and look at that he is already workin'," Gibbs said pointing toward me scrubbing the deck.


"Did you get a good look at him, in the face I mean?" Jack said turning to face Gibbs.


"Now that you mention it Capt," Gibbs said scratching his head "I don't 'hink I have, funny, now 'hat I think of it he doesn't look you in the eye when you talkin' to him, does he."


"Just 'hat I 'hought," Jack said razing one eyebrow and then toward his head to look at me.


"'hat's in you 'ead Cap."


"I think 'hat 'here might be more then meats the eye to our new friend Amsterdam."
"'hat you intend on doin' 'bout it?"


"Will just 'ave to see," Jack said smirking. Yes, lets just see!