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Four years later.....
"No! I don't want to stay! I want to go with you guys." Rebecca
yelled.
"You can't come. Not this time, Luv. It's gonna be to dangerous." Jack
tried to explain.
"I don't care! I want to come," she begged. "Please! Let me come."
"No, you can't come not this time. Please try and understand. We'd
like to have you come with us bu---- Bootstrap started to say, but
Rebecca interrupted him.
"No, you don't! You've never really wanted me to stay! I heard you
talking to Jack! You never really wanted me because I'm a girl!" She
yelled.
"I never said I didn't like you!" Will almost yelled. Trying to
control himself he said "Yes, maybe at first but now that I've gotten
to know you, I do like you. OK?"
"Fine" she answered a little stiffly, "but I still want go with you."
A bit softer.
"No! You're not going and that's it." Jack said.
Slamming her hands on the table (ouch!) she said "I hate you. I hate
both of you. I never want to see the two of you ever again! Saavy?"
she hollered, mocking Jack in the end. She jumped off of the stool she
had been sitting on and ran out through the back of the pub.
A few minutes later, Will went to look for her. Eventually he found he
sitting on a hillside outside of town looking out over the sea. "Go
away," she said be fore he could say anything.
"Just wanted to see if you were alright" he said. "You are, aren't
you?"
"Yes I'm fine, now go away," she said, still upset.
Not listening, Will went to sit beside her. "What do you want?" she
said, starting to get up to leave. He stopped her before she could
stand all the way up. "Leave me alone!" she yelled.
"Becca, I'm sure he has a good reason for leaving you here." Will said
calmly.
"Yeah, he don't want me around anymore," she said a bit discussed.
"Becca, you know that ain't true. You know just like everyone else,
pirates don't have families," Will said.
"Yeah, I know it's one of the things we give up when we decide to
become pirates."
"Did you know you're the closest Jack will get to having a real
daughter?"
"I thought that was why Jack spoils me, sometimes," she told him.
"Papa, have you ever wanted to have a family?"
"I'm a pirate. It's all I know." He said.
"But have you ever wanted one?" she asked again.
"I had one, but I'm a pirate. So I left. I left so I could be out on
the sea." He answered.
"Do you ever wonder what's happened to them? Ever wonder what your
life would be like if you didn't leave?" she asked him, wondering.
"Sometimes, but I have you to worry about. So I don't have to wonder
about it. I'm to busy taking care of you," he said, starting to tickle
her.
"Do you think Jack is still mad at me for what I said?" she asked
Will.
"I'm not sure, but he did look a bit hurt after you said that."
"You know I didn't really mean it. I was just mad at you guys for not
letting me come with you, that's all," she informed him.
"I know that, but maybe you should tell him that, not me," he told
her.
"Not till he says I can go," Rebecca said.
"You know he's not going to change his mind."
"We'll see about that," she said, in a sneaky tone.
"What 'cha plannin' on doin'?"
"I ain't tellin' you, but I bet it'll work."
"Just don't do something that'll hurt 'is feelin's even more.
"I know that, Will, and I'm not plannin' to neither.
"We best be headin' back. We'll be leaving in a couple o' days." Will
said. "And it's getting kinda late, so you best be gettin' to bed,
Little Lady."
"Yes, Papa," she said sarcastically, then curtsied.
Back in town, Jack was sitting in the back of the pub, still, and
drinking another rum. Will went to the bar to get some for himself and
another for Jack. "Where have you been?" Jack asked Will excepting the
rum, and after he sat across from him.
"Talking to Becca," Will told him.
"What'd you do that for? You heard what she said she doesn't like us
anymore." Jack said.
"Jack, she was upset. She didn't mean it and you know it. She's just a
little kid." Will said, trying to defend her.
"Maybe" Jack said, "but I haven't known her to say anything she didn't
mean."
"Yeah! But we haven't known her to be upset neither," said Will.
"Maybe we should let her come, Jack."
"No!" It's too dangerous!" Jack thundered.
"How can it be to dangerous, Jack? It can't be anymore dangerous than
what she's already been through." Will inquired, "She's proved her
worth. Where are we going anyway?"
"We're goin' to Isla de Muerta." Jack said. "That's why I don't want
her to go with us."
"Jack, are you crazy?!? That's a cursed treasure! You've heard the
tales of The Cursed Treasure of Cortez, just like the rest of us. Why
would you do something as crazy as this?" Will scolded.
"Nat all tales are true, mate."
"Yah, but not all tales are wrong either, Jack Sparrow."
"That's Captain Jack Sparrow, mate," Jack corrected.
"Alright, Captain. I think it's time to go get some sleep. We're going
to be havin' a busy day tomorrow. You comin?"
"Yea, I'll be there in a little while."
Will smiled. He knew what Jack was really up to. "See ya in the
mornin', Jack." He said, as he left.
The next morning, Jack seemed to be back to his usual self, as though
what happened last night never actually had taken place. When he
returned to his quarters, Rebecca was there sleeping on his bed. He
smiled when he saw her. She almost looked the same way she did when he
first found her sleeping on his bed. And she still had that blanket
she had when they first found her. She had never gotten rid of it. It
was the only thing she had of her old life, the life she had with her
family. Since that day, the day 'The Huntress' was destroyed she
didn't know her family was still alive. The crew also thought she'd
been the only one to servive. Jack guessed it was probably the main
reason why she wanted to stay on 'The Black Pearl.' She didn't have
family anymore, so she made the crew of 'The Black Pearl' her family.
Walking toward him was his first mate, Barbossa, letting him know that
they were on schedule. Jack nodded his head in acknowledgment, still
looking at her. After Barbossa left, Jack went to wake Rebecca up, but
she heard his foot steps, stirred slowly awake, and looked up at him.
She hid her smile under her blanklet. It was obvious to her that he'd
been out all night long, drinking rum and having what he called 'fun.'
"Been out with another one of your 'hooty girls' again?" she asked
him.
"How'd you guess?" he inquired of her.
"Cause you smell of rum, and when you smell of rum your most likely
with one of your 'girls." She answered. This more often than not is
true. Jack only smiled at this. Over the last four years she'd really
gotten to know him. Maybe a little to well, he thought.
"So which girl was it last night?" she asked him, as she swung her
legs over the side of the bed, to get out. Suddenly a large wave hit
the side of the ship knocking her to the floor. Jack went over to help
her up. He noticed she had a small gash on her arm because of hitting
her arm on the corner of a leg on his bed. "Think we should get that
cleaned out. Don't want it to get worse, do we, Luv?" Jack said in a
slightly oncerned voice.
"Huh?" she said a little dazed, then seeing her arm, "Oh! Yeah! I
guess I should get it cleaned out. Huh? She started to leave, but Jack
sat her on a chair at the table and left to try and find a decently
clean cloth to clean her wound with.
When he finally came back he had a fairly clean cloth from her room,
and some clean water.
"That's one of mine ain't it?" She asked. Everyone knew she kept her
things in better shape then the rest of them. After all she maybe a
pirate now, but she was still a girl. (And according to Jack and Will
a very good pirate too.) He smiled and nodded a 'yes' to her.
"So which one?" she asked again. He had a questioning look on his
face. "Girl! Which girl were you with last night?" she repeated,
trying not to laugh.
"Oh! New one. You don't know her. Saavy?" Jack answered as he cleaned
her wouned.
"Yes Papa." She answered sarcastically. "Or am I suppose to say
Saavy?"
"You still can't come when we leave," Jack said, like he could read
her mind.
"But why not? I don't have anything here. My life is here on the
Pearl, like yours is." She told him. "You and Will are the only family
I have. If I don't you guys I ain't got nothin'. Please let me stay
Papa."
Under normal circumstances he would give in when she called him papa,
but it wouldn't work this time. "I just can't let you come with us
this time. We'll come back for you."
She looked at him a little disappointed but mostly sad. "Do you
promise to come back for me!" she inquired.
"Yeah I promise," he told her.
"Swear it"
"I swear on pain of death that we will return for you."
"No! swear it on my life or I'll know your lying," she ordered him.
"I care for you to much to do that"
"Yeah, I know. That's why I want ya to."
After thinking about it for awial he said "alright, I swear on your
life we will come back for you."
"Thanks very much. So...were am I going to stay and who with?"
"Haven't figured that out yet, but I'll be askin' some friends I've
got here and see if they'll be willing to take you in."
"What about Anamaria? We get along O.K."
"Haven't heard her bein' around Tortuga lately. Sorry Luv." Jack said
simpatheticly.
Rebecca looked up and noticed Will standing in the doorway watching
them. Jack was bandaging her arm so he didn't notice Will until he
said "so I see you two have worked things out" with a smile when Jack
found out he was there. And it did make Jack jump a little.
"More or less," Rebecca told him. "But I'm still mad that I can't go."
"Why don't you tell her why she can't come along, Jack?" Will asked.
"I've already told her it was to dangerous, Saavy?" Jack said, as he
stood up.
"You know what I mean, Jack. Just tell her. She might understand."
"She doesn't need to know that kind of information."
"I don't need to know what kind of information? What are you hiding
from me, Jack?" Rebecca asked.
"I'm not hiding anything from you, Luv."
"Liar! I can tell when you lie to me, Jack Sparrow. You never look me
in the eye when you lie. Tell me the true. I want to know!" she
yelled.
"I can't tell you," he began.
"And why not? You've told me before. What's so different now?" she
asked Jack.
"Because we're going to Isla de Muerta," Will told her. Jack gave him
a nasty look.
"Is that it?" she asked Jack. "Your going to Isla de Muerta?"
"Yes that's it." Jack told her, shooting another nasty look at Will.
"Isn't that treasure supposed to be cursed?" she asked them, looking
first at Jack, then at Will, then back to Jack
"Not all rumors are true, Luv," Jack told her.
"But what if they are, Jack? This could be really dangerous." Now she
was very worried.
"Don't worry, everything's going to be fine. I promise you that." She
nodded in agreement, despite still not being convinced.
The next day, the crew started to get ready to leave. Before they
left, Rebecca needed to find out were she would be standing while the
crew of 'The Black Pearl' were gone. She snuck onto the ship and was
about to slip into Jack's cabin. She stopped when she heard voices in
his cabin. They weren't the usual voices, Jack's and Will's. They were
someone else's. She couldn't tell who's, but she could guess. Barbossa
and Bo'sun's voices. She heard their footsteps coming closer to the
door, so she went to hid and waited until they had left Jack's cabin
and she went in.
A few minutes later, Jack walked in and saw her sitting on his desk.
"So who am I staying with?" she asked him.
"A friend of mine."
"One of your 'Hooty Girls' I'd imagen" she teased him. Jack smiled. He
wondered if he'd have to tell her.
"So which one?" she asked, jumping off his desk. "Scarlet, Giselle, or
maybe it's a new one, who had the misfortune of meeting you. Which one
is it.
"You'll be staying with Scarlet."
"I hope she's getting paid enough for this." She said, joking around.
"How long do you think you'll be away?" she asked, becoming more
serious.
"Not sure, Luv, maybe a few weeks. Can't really be certain."
This wasn't the kind of news she wanted to hear. She walked over to
him and tugged on his coat. He stopped looking at his maps and bent
down so she could rap her arms around his neck. He stood up and gave
her a hug, too. It was the same emotionless hug she got every time.
"It's time to go." said Barbossa.
"Thank, mate." Jack said to him, putting Rebecca back down.
"See you again in a few days, Luv." He walked her to the docks where
she said "good-bye" to Jack and Will. There she stayed until 'The
Pearl' was out of sight. Then she went back to Tortuga to find Scarlet
to ask where she would be staying at night.
A week passed but it seemed more like a month to Rebecca. It was like
time had slowed down or something just as miserable. She knew Jack
told her it was going to be a while but she couldn't wait til they
came back. Everyday she waited at the pub to hear news of 'The Pearl'
to come around. There wasn't much just the usual, 'Can't believe Jack
Sparrow's actually doin' it. Goin' after that treasure. If rumors be
true that be a cursed treasure he'd be goin' after." They'd say. She
didn't care for the treasure, just Jack and Will. All she wanted was
to know they were O.K.
A few more days passed, and still no change in the rumors. She was
about to give up, when suddenly, a familiar smell hit her sensitive
nose. "Jack!" she thought. But she couldn't see him. "I'm imagining
things," she said to herself. She was about to hop off the counter
when she saw him. "Jack!" she said again, when she reached him, her
face was glowing. He smiled back at her and bent down so she could rap
her arms around his neck once again. As usual he hugged her back, but
this time it was different. It was as though he needed it, there was
emotion behind it. He just held her there as though there was nothing
else going on in the world. After a while he let go of her and she led
him to the back of the pub, ordering a drink for Jack as they went.
"Jack are you o.k." she asked, sitting a cross from him.
"I've lost 'The Pearl' ,Luv," he told her. This was a blow to her as
much as it was to him.
"But how?" she asked, guessing she already knew who did it.
"Barbossa and the crew took it."
"Not Will, too." She said sadly. She trusted him to much to think he
could do such a thing.
"No, not Will. He didn't agree to it."
She was releaved. "But what happened to you, Jack?"
"That's a story for another day, Luv."
She knew that if he told her that he wasn't going to tell her. He
always tried to avoid telling her a lie as much as possible.
A sudden silence came over the back of the pub. Jack and Rebecca heard
the other people in the pub talking. Gradually all they heard was a
few of the pirates at the bar. "Heard Barbossa's become the new
captain of 'The Black Pearl." said one.
"Aye, but what of Jack Sparrow and Ol' Bootstrap Bill?" asked another.
"Have ya heard? Ol' Bootstrap's dead. Sent down to Davy Jones Locker.
And Jack Sparrow's been marooned on some God forsaken Island." said
the first one.
"Wonder how he's going to get off that Island."
"Don't know, but I don't doubt he won't try." said a third.
At the mention of Bootstrap both Jack and Rebecca paid closer
attention. "Do you think he's really dead?"
"Don't know, Luv."
"What are we going to do?" she asked him, with worry in her voice.
"Tonight we're going to get some sleep. Tomorrow we're going to find
the answers to our questions." He assured her. "Now come on, Luv, we
gotta find ourselves a place to stay at to night."
"Do you think I should tell Scarlet that your back and I'm going to be
with you now?" she asked him.
"Na, she'll find out sooner or later," he told her.
"But why don't we just get a room here, Jack?" Rebecca asked.
"Do you really think, Luv, that you'll be able to sleep here?" he
asked her skeptically.
"No," she admitted.
"That's what I thought. Come on, let's go. We'll find some where to
stay at for tonight." He told her. He drank up the rum that was in
front of him and they left the bar through the back without paying the
bartender. Within fifteen minutes he found them a place to stay that.
It was a room one of his girls stayed in when not working. It took
Jack awhile to persuade her to let them barrow her room but in the
end, it was only because he had Rebecca with him that she let him use
her room.
"You can have the bed, I'll sleep on the floor right next to it," Jack
said.
"O.k, you want a pillow and a blanket?" she asked him.
"No, you need them more than I do, Luv," said Jack.
"O.K." She got into bed, but the pillow were a little uncomfortable.
Plunk! "What the-" Jack began to say.
Pulling whatever fell on his face off, he realized it was a pillow.
"She has to many pillows for my taste," Rebecca told him smiling.
"Here have another one. I'm a little uncomfortable, and at lest now
you have something to put your head on." To tired to argue he excepted
the two pillows. He blew the candles out and laid on the floor again
to finally go to sleep, when Rebecca asked him, if he thought Will was
o.k. "Do you think he's really dead?"
"I don't know, Luv, all we can do is hope he's alright," Jack told
her.
"I hope he's o.k. I'd really miss him if he's gone," Rebecca replied
softly.
"Everything's going to be fine, Luv. I won't let anything happen to
you. I promise. If Ol' Bootstrap's really gone, I'm going to take
really good care of you."
"I'll make him proud." Jack thought to himself. "very proud."
Four years later.....
"No! I don't want to stay! I want to go with you guys." Rebecca
yelled.
"You can't come. Not this time, Luv. It's gonna be to dangerous." Jack
tried to explain.
"I don't care! I want to come," she begged. "Please! Let me come."
"No, you can't come not this time. Please try and understand. We'd
like to have you come with us bu---- Bootstrap started to say, but
Rebecca interrupted him.
"No, you don't! You've never really wanted me to stay! I heard you
talking to Jack! You never really wanted me because I'm a girl!" She
yelled.
"I never said I didn't like you!" Will almost yelled. Trying to
control himself he said "Yes, maybe at first but now that I've gotten
to know you, I do like you. OK?"
"Fine" she answered a little stiffly, "but I still want go with you."
A bit softer.
"No! You're not going and that's it." Jack said.
Slamming her hands on the table (ouch!) she said "I hate you. I hate
both of you. I never want to see the two of you ever again! Saavy?"
she hollered, mocking Jack in the end. She jumped off of the stool she
had been sitting on and ran out through the back of the pub.
A few minutes later, Will went to look for her. Eventually he found he
sitting on a hillside outside of town looking out over the sea. "Go
away," she said be fore he could say anything.
"Just wanted to see if you were alright" he said. "You are, aren't
you?"
"Yes I'm fine, now go away," she said, still upset.
Not listening, Will went to sit beside her. "What do you want?" she
said, starting to get up to leave. He stopped her before she could
stand all the way up. "Leave me alone!" she yelled.
"Becca, I'm sure he has a good reason for leaving you here." Will said
calmly.
"Yeah, he don't want me around anymore," she said a bit discussed.
"Becca, you know that ain't true. You know just like everyone else,
pirates don't have families," Will said.
"Yeah, I know it's one of the things we give up when we decide to
become pirates."
"Did you know you're the closest Jack will get to having a real
daughter?"
"I thought that was why Jack spoils me, sometimes," she told him.
"Papa, have you ever wanted to have a family?"
"I'm a pirate. It's all I know." He said.
"But have you ever wanted one?" she asked again.
"I had one, but I'm a pirate. So I left. I left so I could be out on
the sea." He answered.
"Do you ever wonder what's happened to them? Ever wonder what your
life would be like if you didn't leave?" she asked him, wondering.
"Sometimes, but I have you to worry about. So I don't have to wonder
about it. I'm to busy taking care of you," he said, starting to tickle
her.
"Do you think Jack is still mad at me for what I said?" she asked
Will.
"I'm not sure, but he did look a bit hurt after you said that."
"You know I didn't really mean it. I was just mad at you guys for not
letting me come with you, that's all," she informed him.
"I know that, but maybe you should tell him that, not me," he told
her.
"Not till he says I can go," Rebecca said.
"You know he's not going to change his mind."
"We'll see about that," she said, in a sneaky tone.
"What 'cha plannin' on doin'?"
"I ain't tellin' you, but I bet it'll work."
"Just don't do something that'll hurt 'is feelin's even more.
"I know that, Will, and I'm not plannin' to neither.
"We best be headin' back. We'll be leaving in a couple o' days." Will
said. "And it's getting kinda late, so you best be gettin' to bed,
Little Lady."
"Yes, Papa," she said sarcastically, then curtsied.
Back in town, Jack was sitting in the back of the pub, still, and
drinking another rum. Will went to the bar to get some for himself and
another for Jack. "Where have you been?" Jack asked Will excepting the
rum, and after he sat across from him.
"Talking to Becca," Will told him.
"What'd you do that for? You heard what she said she doesn't like us
anymore." Jack said.
"Jack, she was upset. She didn't mean it and you know it. She's just a
little kid." Will said, trying to defend her.
"Maybe" Jack said, "but I haven't known her to say anything she didn't
mean."
"Yeah! But we haven't known her to be upset neither," said Will.
"Maybe we should let her come, Jack."
"No!" It's too dangerous!" Jack thundered.
"How can it be to dangerous, Jack? It can't be anymore dangerous than
what she's already been through." Will inquired, "She's proved her
worth. Where are we going anyway?"
"We're goin' to Isla de Muerta." Jack said. "That's why I don't want
her to go with us."
"Jack, are you crazy?!? That's a cursed treasure! You've heard the
tales of The Cursed Treasure of Cortez, just like the rest of us. Why
would you do something as crazy as this?" Will scolded.
"Nat all tales are true, mate."
"Yah, but not all tales are wrong either, Jack Sparrow."
"That's Captain Jack Sparrow, mate," Jack corrected.
"Alright, Captain. I think it's time to go get some sleep. We're going
to be havin' a busy day tomorrow. You comin?"
"Yea, I'll be there in a little while."
Will smiled. He knew what Jack was really up to. "See ya in the
mornin', Jack." He said, as he left.
The next morning, Jack seemed to be back to his usual self, as though
what happened last night never actually had taken place. When he
returned to his quarters, Rebecca was there sleeping on his bed. He
smiled when he saw her. She almost looked the same way she did when he
first found her sleeping on his bed. And she still had that blanket
she had when they first found her. She had never gotten rid of it. It
was the only thing she had of her old life, the life she had with her
family. Since that day, the day 'The Huntress' was destroyed she
didn't know her family was still alive. The crew also thought she'd
been the only one to servive. Jack guessed it was probably the main
reason why she wanted to stay on 'The Black Pearl.' She didn't have
family anymore, so she made the crew of 'The Black Pearl' her family.
Walking toward him was his first mate, Barbossa, letting him know that
they were on schedule. Jack nodded his head in acknowledgment, still
looking at her. After Barbossa left, Jack went to wake Rebecca up, but
she heard his foot steps, stirred slowly awake, and looked up at him.
She hid her smile under her blanklet. It was obvious to her that he'd
been out all night long, drinking rum and having what he called 'fun.'
"Been out with another one of your 'hooty girls' again?" she asked
him.
"How'd you guess?" he inquired of her.
"Cause you smell of rum, and when you smell of rum your most likely
with one of your 'girls." She answered. This more often than not is
true. Jack only smiled at this. Over the last four years she'd really
gotten to know him. Maybe a little to well, he thought.
"So which girl was it last night?" she asked him, as she swung her
legs over the side of the bed, to get out. Suddenly a large wave hit
the side of the ship knocking her to the floor. Jack went over to help
her up. He noticed she had a small gash on her arm because of hitting
her arm on the corner of a leg on his bed. "Think we should get that
cleaned out. Don't want it to get worse, do we, Luv?" Jack said in a
slightly oncerned voice.
"Huh?" she said a little dazed, then seeing her arm, "Oh! Yeah! I
guess I should get it cleaned out. Huh? She started to leave, but Jack
sat her on a chair at the table and left to try and find a decently
clean cloth to clean her wound with.
When he finally came back he had a fairly clean cloth from her room,
and some clean water.
"That's one of mine ain't it?" She asked. Everyone knew she kept her
things in better shape then the rest of them. After all she maybe a
pirate now, but she was still a girl. (And according to Jack and Will
a very good pirate too.) He smiled and nodded a 'yes' to her.
"So which one?" she asked again. He had a questioning look on his
face. "Girl! Which girl were you with last night?" she repeated,
trying not to laugh.
"Oh! New one. You don't know her. Saavy?" Jack answered as he cleaned
her wouned.
"Yes Papa." She answered sarcastically. "Or am I suppose to say
Saavy?"
"You still can't come when we leave," Jack said, like he could read
her mind.
"But why not? I don't have anything here. My life is here on the
Pearl, like yours is." She told him. "You and Will are the only family
I have. If I don't you guys I ain't got nothin'. Please let me stay
Papa."
Under normal circumstances he would give in when she called him papa,
but it wouldn't work this time. "I just can't let you come with us
this time. We'll come back for you."
She looked at him a little disappointed but mostly sad. "Do you
promise to come back for me!" she inquired.
"Yeah I promise," he told her.
"Swear it"
"I swear on pain of death that we will return for you."
"No! swear it on my life or I'll know your lying," she ordered him.
"I care for you to much to do that"
"Yeah, I know. That's why I want ya to."
After thinking about it for awial he said "alright, I swear on your
life we will come back for you."
"Thanks very much. So...were am I going to stay and who with?"
"Haven't figured that out yet, but I'll be askin' some friends I've
got here and see if they'll be willing to take you in."
"What about Anamaria? We get along O.K."
"Haven't heard her bein' around Tortuga lately. Sorry Luv." Jack said
simpatheticly.
Rebecca looked up and noticed Will standing in the doorway watching
them. Jack was bandaging her arm so he didn't notice Will until he
said "so I see you two have worked things out" with a smile when Jack
found out he was there. And it did make Jack jump a little.
"More or less," Rebecca told him. "But I'm still mad that I can't go."
"Why don't you tell her why she can't come along, Jack?" Will asked.
"I've already told her it was to dangerous, Saavy?" Jack said, as he
stood up.
"You know what I mean, Jack. Just tell her. She might understand."
"She doesn't need to know that kind of information."
"I don't need to know what kind of information? What are you hiding
from me, Jack?" Rebecca asked.
"I'm not hiding anything from you, Luv."
"Liar! I can tell when you lie to me, Jack Sparrow. You never look me
in the eye when you lie. Tell me the true. I want to know!" she
yelled.
"I can't tell you," he began.
"And why not? You've told me before. What's so different now?" she
asked Jack.
"Because we're going to Isla de Muerta," Will told her. Jack gave him
a nasty look.
"Is that it?" she asked Jack. "Your going to Isla de Muerta?"
"Yes that's it." Jack told her, shooting another nasty look at Will.
"Isn't that treasure supposed to be cursed?" she asked them, looking
first at Jack, then at Will, then back to Jack
"Not all rumors are true, Luv," Jack told her.
"But what if they are, Jack? This could be really dangerous." Now she
was very worried.
"Don't worry, everything's going to be fine. I promise you that." She
nodded in agreement, despite still not being convinced.
The next day, the crew started to get ready to leave. Before they
left, Rebecca needed to find out were she would be standing while the
crew of 'The Black Pearl' were gone. She snuck onto the ship and was
about to slip into Jack's cabin. She stopped when she heard voices in
his cabin. They weren't the usual voices, Jack's and Will's. They were
someone else's. She couldn't tell who's, but she could guess. Barbossa
and Bo'sun's voices. She heard their footsteps coming closer to the
door, so she went to hid and waited until they had left Jack's cabin
and she went in.
A few minutes later, Jack walked in and saw her sitting on his desk.
"So who am I staying with?" she asked him.
"A friend of mine."
"One of your 'Hooty Girls' I'd imagen" she teased him. Jack smiled. He
wondered if he'd have to tell her.
"So which one?" she asked, jumping off his desk. "Scarlet, Giselle, or
maybe it's a new one, who had the misfortune of meeting you. Which one
is it.
"You'll be staying with Scarlet."
"I hope she's getting paid enough for this." She said, joking around.
"How long do you think you'll be away?" she asked, becoming more
serious.
"Not sure, Luv, maybe a few weeks. Can't really be certain."
This wasn't the kind of news she wanted to hear. She walked over to
him and tugged on his coat. He stopped looking at his maps and bent
down so she could rap her arms around his neck. He stood up and gave
her a hug, too. It was the same emotionless hug she got every time.
"It's time to go." said Barbossa.
"Thank, mate." Jack said to him, putting Rebecca back down.
"See you again in a few days, Luv." He walked her to the docks where
she said "good-bye" to Jack and Will. There she stayed until 'The
Pearl' was out of sight. Then she went back to Tortuga to find Scarlet
to ask where she would be staying at night.
A week passed but it seemed more like a month to Rebecca. It was like
time had slowed down or something just as miserable. She knew Jack
told her it was going to be a while but she couldn't wait til they
came back. Everyday she waited at the pub to hear news of 'The Pearl'
to come around. There wasn't much just the usual, 'Can't believe Jack
Sparrow's actually doin' it. Goin' after that treasure. If rumors be
true that be a cursed treasure he'd be goin' after." They'd say. She
didn't care for the treasure, just Jack and Will. All she wanted was
to know they were O.K.
A few more days passed, and still no change in the rumors. She was
about to give up, when suddenly, a familiar smell hit her sensitive
nose. "Jack!" she thought. But she couldn't see him. "I'm imagining
things," she said to herself. She was about to hop off the counter
when she saw him. "Jack!" she said again, when she reached him, her
face was glowing. He smiled back at her and bent down so she could rap
her arms around his neck once again. As usual he hugged her back, but
this time it was different. It was as though he needed it, there was
emotion behind it. He just held her there as though there was nothing
else going on in the world. After a while he let go of her and she led
him to the back of the pub, ordering a drink for Jack as they went.
"Jack are you o.k." she asked, sitting a cross from him.
"I've lost 'The Pearl' ,Luv," he told her. This was a blow to her as
much as it was to him.
"But how?" she asked, guessing she already knew who did it.
"Barbossa and the crew took it."
"Not Will, too." She said sadly. She trusted him to much to think he
could do such a thing.
"No, not Will. He didn't agree to it."
She was releaved. "But what happened to you, Jack?"
"That's a story for another day, Luv."
She knew that if he told her that he wasn't going to tell her. He
always tried to avoid telling her a lie as much as possible.
A sudden silence came over the back of the pub. Jack and Rebecca heard
the other people in the pub talking. Gradually all they heard was a
few of the pirates at the bar. "Heard Barbossa's become the new
captain of 'The Black Pearl." said one.
"Aye, but what of Jack Sparrow and Ol' Bootstrap Bill?" asked another.
"Have ya heard? Ol' Bootstrap's dead. Sent down to Davy Jones Locker.
And Jack Sparrow's been marooned on some God forsaken Island." said
the first one.
"Wonder how he's going to get off that Island."
"Don't know, but I don't doubt he won't try." said a third.
At the mention of Bootstrap both Jack and Rebecca paid closer
attention. "Do you think he's really dead?"
"Don't know, Luv."
"What are we going to do?" she asked him, with worry in her voice.
"Tonight we're going to get some sleep. Tomorrow we're going to find
the answers to our questions." He assured her. "Now come on, Luv, we
gotta find ourselves a place to stay at to night."
"Do you think I should tell Scarlet that your back and I'm going to be
with you now?" she asked him.
"Na, she'll find out sooner or later," he told her.
"But why don't we just get a room here, Jack?" Rebecca asked.
"Do you really think, Luv, that you'll be able to sleep here?" he
asked her skeptically.
"No," she admitted.
"That's what I thought. Come on, let's go. We'll find some where to
stay at for tonight." He told her. He drank up the rum that was in
front of him and they left the bar through the back without paying the
bartender. Within fifteen minutes he found them a place to stay that.
It was a room one of his girls stayed in when not working. It took
Jack awhile to persuade her to let them barrow her room but in the
end, it was only because he had Rebecca with him that she let him use
her room.
"You can have the bed, I'll sleep on the floor right next to it," Jack
said.
"O.k, you want a pillow and a blanket?" she asked him.
"No, you need them more than I do, Luv," said Jack.
"O.K." She got into bed, but the pillow were a little uncomfortable.
Plunk! "What the-" Jack began to say.
Pulling whatever fell on his face off, he realized it was a pillow.
"She has to many pillows for my taste," Rebecca told him smiling.
"Here have another one. I'm a little uncomfortable, and at lest now
you have something to put your head on." To tired to argue he excepted
the two pillows. He blew the candles out and laid on the floor again
to finally go to sleep, when Rebecca asked him, if he thought Will was
o.k. "Do you think he's really dead?"
"I don't know, Luv, all we can do is hope he's alright," Jack told
her.
"I hope he's o.k. I'd really miss him if he's gone," Rebecca replied
softly.
"Everything's going to be fine, Luv. I won't let anything happen to
you. I promise. If Ol' Bootstrap's really gone, I'm going to take
really good care of you."
"I'll make him proud." Jack thought to himself. "very proud."