Chapter 8 - What to do now??
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Jen stared after the ship as it sailed farther and farther away.
Meanwhile, Jack was trying to relief himself of his stresses.
"It's great to be aboard me pride n' joy by meself. None of those scallywags that deserve to be thrown in Davy Jones' locker to sleep with th' fishes. It's brilliant!" the pirate smiled.
But something inside of him told him to go back.
"I can't go back! Not yet n'way! She don't want me back yet."
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2 months went by and there was still no sign of Captain Jack Sparrow anywhere near Tortuga.
Jack's crew, or as he liked to call them, his scallywags were beginning to get anxious for the need to return to the sea was driving them insane.
Jen had started to worry by day 2 and was nearly on her wits end by the end of the first couple of weeks.
Eric and Anna had gone on another adventure, promising to tell Jack to go back to Tortuga if they ever stumble across him.
Meanwhile, Jack had come up with a plan. He sailed across the Caribbean sea, and pilfered riches from different Ports and towns. He had mastered the skill of being a sneaky little pirate captain.
His plan was to get as much money and riches as possible and to half of it in to buy Jen a wonderful ring. What kind of ring? An engagement ring of course. But he decided he would give her the ring before his next trip. Of course, being away so long, she might've not waited for him. Part of him was scared. Pirates are supposed to be very superstitious. Like Gibbs. No women, cats, the terms left and right.it came to be somewhat restrictive to be a pirate when it came to certain subjects
After 2 months, he had finally gathered more than enough loot.
He confidently sailed back to Tortuga.
The Black Pearl was docked and he jumped off his ship and made way to the cottage.
He burst in through the front door. "JEN! I'm back! Have I been away long enough for ye??"
"Jen?"
The cottage was empty. The only movement was the light coming from the glowing hot embers in the fireplace. He ran upstairs. Nothing. Jen's belongings were all there, there was even a small fire, but no Jen.
"Where the hell is she?!" Jack shouted.
He gripped in his hand a thin gold chain with a little pendent with a single black pearl on it.
Jack jumped out the window and ran to the usual bar.
The second he stepped in the tavern, everyone was silent.
"Where's Jen Smith?" He demanded, "I know that ye all know where she is! If ye dare not to speak a word, I'll make ye ALL walk the plank from th' poop deck o' the Pearl into Davy Jones' locker where ye'll be swimmin' wit' th' cute lil fishies!"
No one dared to speak, they all whispered to each other.
"WELL?!" Jack roared, "YOU DAMNED SCOUNDRELS!"
The Bartender said, "What business do ye 'ave with her?"
"BLOODY HELL! Don't ye remember who I am?!" Jack glared, "I am Captain Jack Sparrow! Now I demand to know where Jen is!"
Jack's looks had changed drastically. He now had long and slightly dreadlocked hair that had beads on the first couple of dreads instead of his short hair that he used to pull back. The red bandana that Jen had given him months before was caked in mud and soil and was weathered. He also had a little bit of a goatee coming out. Kohl outlined his already mysteriously dark eyes. He had a couple of necklaces and he got a tattoo on his arm. Jack's black weather-worn jacket was thrown over his shoulder, his vest and shirt were ripped and patched.
(an: basically, he looks like the jack that we know from the movie except without the little goatee thing)
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow? We thou' ye were attacked by them red coats and thrown down into th' pits o' hell!" the bartender stared in disbelief.
Everyone turned back to whatever they were doing and the drunks stumbled around, fights everywhere. Whores dancing on the tables, etc.
"Come on Benj! I really need to see her. Without her it feels like half on me be missing." Jack pleaded.
"Wellllll, to tell ye the truth, I don't know where she be. Me think me saw 'er in here earlier, I did."
Jack sighed, "I'll just wait here then, in case she comes back fer some rum or something."
Suddenly, Jack heard a female voice.
"BASTARD!" *PUNCH*
He turned to see a drunk pirate staggering from the blow from.
Of course! It was Jen!
Jack ran over.
"JEN, ME BEAUTY! JACK'S HOOOME!!"
Jen looked around trying to locate the voice that sounded so much like Jack's.
"Could it be?" Jen thought to herself.
Two strong tan arms wrapped around her waist, pressing her against a hard chest.
"BOO." Jack yelled into her ear.
"JACK!!" Jen cried. She turned around to look at Jack.
"JACK! Ye've changed so much." Jen caressed his tan face, stroking his long thick hair.
Jack smiled, "I have something for ye, love."
Jen started to cry as she held onto him, hugging Jack to her tightly.
Jack smiled and he stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.
"Jack. I thought ye left me forever."
Jack chuckled, "Love, I can't leave ye. So I take it ye forgave me?"
"I forgave you the second I realized you cooked me breakfast."
"When did ye realize that?!"
"The second you popped out the window."
Jack laughed as he swung Jen up, whacking some pirates across the heads in the process.
"Jen, I be missin' ye so much. I thought 'bout ye e'eryday."
Jen smiled through her tears, "I waited for ye by the docks mornin' and every dusk."
Jack wiped the tears off of Jen's face. "Don't cry, love. Captain Jack Sparrow is back to stay for a bit." And he lifted her chin upward and passionately kissed her.
"Now. What was I doin'? Oh yes!" Jack pulled out the necklace from his pocket.
"I got ye somethin' special!" Jack grinned as Jen took the necklace out of his hands.
"Jack! It's beautiful!" Jen was overcome with joy and she wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and kissed him.
"Put it on for me Jack?" Jen's eyes sparkled with delight.
"O' Course. Turn around."
Jen turned around as Jack put the necklace around her neck.
"Looks lovely on you Jen."
(an: *sigh* oh so sweet. BAH. Shoot me. Did some research. Me story be nothing like a true pirate story. AR.. Well. screw that! I'll write my pirate story the way I want to!)
Jen saw a glimpse of something shining from Jack's mouth. "Jack. Smile for me."
Jack smiled.
"Jack! You have 2 gold teeth!"
"Ye noticed?" Jack replied, "I got them done in Port Daniel. Lovely, don't ye think?"
"..if ye like it.." Jen replied, kind of grossed out.
"But ye love me, with or without gold teeth righ'?"
"O' course. Just, the gold teeth are just a tad bit..odd"
Jack rolled his eyes, "That's the whole point!!"
"I'm going home."
"Ye're tired already??" Jack exclaimed, "I was sort of hoping for a bit of fun before we slept.if we even sleep tonight if ye know what I mea-"
"Jack! I already told you NO! Not yet."
Jack protested, "But Jen! I've been gone fer nearly 3 mo-"
"No."
"but Love! Do-"
"NO!!"
Jack rolled his eyes and then put his arm around Jen's shoulder and they walked in silence back to the cottage.
They climbed into bed and Jack got a sparkle in his eye.
"Jen.." Jack said lowly as he kissed her and ravaged her with his hands.
"M.jack! No. stop!" Jen pushed Jack off of her.
"But me Be-"
"Jack I already said no."
Slumped in defeat, Jack groaned and said "alright alright."
And he wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.
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next morning.
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Jen woke up and there was a man straddling her with long dark straggly hair and brilliant brown eyes who was grinning with 2 gold teeth.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" *WHACK*
"WHOA! Th' BLODDY HELL?!" Jack yelled as he hit the ground.
"I'm not THAT hideous as to make ye scream am I??" Jack pouted, rubbing his head where it hit the floorboards.
"Jack! I'm so sorry!!" Jen scrambled out of bed and helped him up.
"It' just that ye've been away so long and ye look so different and I'm just not used to you being ba-"
Jack interrupted her sentence with a kiss, "Don't worry about it love. I know. Fer example, this mornin' I looked over and saw you in my arms and I thought to meself, I thi-"
"Jack..ye're a dirty dirty pirate." Jen warned, "Don't ye even DARE to finish that sentence."
Jen changed her clothing and Jack offered her his arm.
"M'Lady?"
Jen giggled.
Jack opened the window and said "Ladies first, Love."
Jen rolled her eyes and slipped out the window with Jack right on her tail.
(an:argh. I need more conflict. They're a way too happy couple. I want them to bicker more! Hm.I'll be back in a bit. I gotta think.)
(an: back! I love my reviewers! I love you guys! You really made my day! ^__^)
"So, 'neway, I met that old sea dog while I was out." Jack smirked, "Ye'll never guess!"
"Who?"
"Why Ol' Bootstrap!"
"BOOTSTRAP BILL?!" Jen shouted with awe, "DID YOU BRING HIM BACK?!"
"Course I did! Just how daft do ye think I really am?!"
"Where is he then?"
"Oh..in our cave." Jack replied nonchalantly
"NO?!"
"Oh yes, love. We're going to meet him right now to show him around our lovely ole town o' Tortuga."
Jen grabbed Jack's arm and ran off toward the cave, pulling a surprised Jack stumbling around behind her.
"Jen I need my mornin' bottle o' rum!" Jack squeaked from behind her.
(an: hehe! BOOTSTRAP!! That was utterly random and a last minute decision. As for Jack squeaking? LOL. Makes me want to laugh.)
"Nope. Bootstrap first! Why didn't ye bring him to th' cottage?" Jen half whispered because she was out of breath.
"Well! I was hoping we'd be having some lovely nighttime activities last night! Such as having sex. And more sex. And even more sex! With some rum inbetween!" Jack smiled and sort of dazed off from the though of sex and rum.
Jen scowled.
They were about half way down the beach and just about to reach the cave..
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alright! Here you guys go! Please review if you have some ideas. SMALL ideas. I don't want ya'll to be disappointed if I don't use your ideas. Lol. Suggestions are VERY welcome! Thank you to everyone who reviews! Love you guys!
What will happen next time??? Dun dun DUN! Lol. I dunno. This chapter was spur of the moment.
Jack: If ye flame riceangel, ye'll be walkin' the plank off the poop deck o' me pride n' joy an' takin' a trip to davy jones' locker to swim wit' the fishes!
MUAH! cheers!
~riceangel06
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Jen stared after the ship as it sailed farther and farther away.
Meanwhile, Jack was trying to relief himself of his stresses.
"It's great to be aboard me pride n' joy by meself. None of those scallywags that deserve to be thrown in Davy Jones' locker to sleep with th' fishes. It's brilliant!" the pirate smiled.
But something inside of him told him to go back.
"I can't go back! Not yet n'way! She don't want me back yet."
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2 months went by and there was still no sign of Captain Jack Sparrow anywhere near Tortuga.
Jack's crew, or as he liked to call them, his scallywags were beginning to get anxious for the need to return to the sea was driving them insane.
Jen had started to worry by day 2 and was nearly on her wits end by the end of the first couple of weeks.
Eric and Anna had gone on another adventure, promising to tell Jack to go back to Tortuga if they ever stumble across him.
Meanwhile, Jack had come up with a plan. He sailed across the Caribbean sea, and pilfered riches from different Ports and towns. He had mastered the skill of being a sneaky little pirate captain.
His plan was to get as much money and riches as possible and to half of it in to buy Jen a wonderful ring. What kind of ring? An engagement ring of course. But he decided he would give her the ring before his next trip. Of course, being away so long, she might've not waited for him. Part of him was scared. Pirates are supposed to be very superstitious. Like Gibbs. No women, cats, the terms left and right.it came to be somewhat restrictive to be a pirate when it came to certain subjects
After 2 months, he had finally gathered more than enough loot.
He confidently sailed back to Tortuga.
The Black Pearl was docked and he jumped off his ship and made way to the cottage.
He burst in through the front door. "JEN! I'm back! Have I been away long enough for ye??"
"Jen?"
The cottage was empty. The only movement was the light coming from the glowing hot embers in the fireplace. He ran upstairs. Nothing. Jen's belongings were all there, there was even a small fire, but no Jen.
"Where the hell is she?!" Jack shouted.
He gripped in his hand a thin gold chain with a little pendent with a single black pearl on it.
Jack jumped out the window and ran to the usual bar.
The second he stepped in the tavern, everyone was silent.
"Where's Jen Smith?" He demanded, "I know that ye all know where she is! If ye dare not to speak a word, I'll make ye ALL walk the plank from th' poop deck o' the Pearl into Davy Jones' locker where ye'll be swimmin' wit' th' cute lil fishies!"
No one dared to speak, they all whispered to each other.
"WELL?!" Jack roared, "YOU DAMNED SCOUNDRELS!"
The Bartender said, "What business do ye 'ave with her?"
"BLOODY HELL! Don't ye remember who I am?!" Jack glared, "I am Captain Jack Sparrow! Now I demand to know where Jen is!"
Jack's looks had changed drastically. He now had long and slightly dreadlocked hair that had beads on the first couple of dreads instead of his short hair that he used to pull back. The red bandana that Jen had given him months before was caked in mud and soil and was weathered. He also had a little bit of a goatee coming out. Kohl outlined his already mysteriously dark eyes. He had a couple of necklaces and he got a tattoo on his arm. Jack's black weather-worn jacket was thrown over his shoulder, his vest and shirt were ripped and patched.
(an: basically, he looks like the jack that we know from the movie except without the little goatee thing)
"Cap'n Jack Sparrow? We thou' ye were attacked by them red coats and thrown down into th' pits o' hell!" the bartender stared in disbelief.
Everyone turned back to whatever they were doing and the drunks stumbled around, fights everywhere. Whores dancing on the tables, etc.
"Come on Benj! I really need to see her. Without her it feels like half on me be missing." Jack pleaded.
"Wellllll, to tell ye the truth, I don't know where she be. Me think me saw 'er in here earlier, I did."
Jack sighed, "I'll just wait here then, in case she comes back fer some rum or something."
Suddenly, Jack heard a female voice.
"BASTARD!" *PUNCH*
He turned to see a drunk pirate staggering from the blow from.
Of course! It was Jen!
Jack ran over.
"JEN, ME BEAUTY! JACK'S HOOOME!!"
Jen looked around trying to locate the voice that sounded so much like Jack's.
"Could it be?" Jen thought to herself.
Two strong tan arms wrapped around her waist, pressing her against a hard chest.
"BOO." Jack yelled into her ear.
"JACK!!" Jen cried. She turned around to look at Jack.
"JACK! Ye've changed so much." Jen caressed his tan face, stroking his long thick hair.
Jack smiled, "I have something for ye, love."
Jen started to cry as she held onto him, hugging Jack to her tightly.
Jack smiled and he stroked her hair and kissed her forehead.
"Jack. I thought ye left me forever."
Jack chuckled, "Love, I can't leave ye. So I take it ye forgave me?"
"I forgave you the second I realized you cooked me breakfast."
"When did ye realize that?!"
"The second you popped out the window."
Jack laughed as he swung Jen up, whacking some pirates across the heads in the process.
"Jen, I be missin' ye so much. I thought 'bout ye e'eryday."
Jen smiled through her tears, "I waited for ye by the docks mornin' and every dusk."
Jack wiped the tears off of Jen's face. "Don't cry, love. Captain Jack Sparrow is back to stay for a bit." And he lifted her chin upward and passionately kissed her.
"Now. What was I doin'? Oh yes!" Jack pulled out the necklace from his pocket.
"I got ye somethin' special!" Jack grinned as Jen took the necklace out of his hands.
"Jack! It's beautiful!" Jen was overcome with joy and she wrapped her arms around Jack's neck and kissed him.
"Put it on for me Jack?" Jen's eyes sparkled with delight.
"O' Course. Turn around."
Jen turned around as Jack put the necklace around her neck.
"Looks lovely on you Jen."
(an: *sigh* oh so sweet. BAH. Shoot me. Did some research. Me story be nothing like a true pirate story. AR.. Well. screw that! I'll write my pirate story the way I want to!)
Jen saw a glimpse of something shining from Jack's mouth. "Jack. Smile for me."
Jack smiled.
"Jack! You have 2 gold teeth!"
"Ye noticed?" Jack replied, "I got them done in Port Daniel. Lovely, don't ye think?"
"..if ye like it.." Jen replied, kind of grossed out.
"But ye love me, with or without gold teeth righ'?"
"O' course. Just, the gold teeth are just a tad bit..odd"
Jack rolled his eyes, "That's the whole point!!"
"I'm going home."
"Ye're tired already??" Jack exclaimed, "I was sort of hoping for a bit of fun before we slept.if we even sleep tonight if ye know what I mea-"
"Jack! I already told you NO! Not yet."
Jack protested, "But Jen! I've been gone fer nearly 3 mo-"
"No."
"but Love! Do-"
"NO!!"
Jack rolled his eyes and then put his arm around Jen's shoulder and they walked in silence back to the cottage.
They climbed into bed and Jack got a sparkle in his eye.
"Jen.." Jack said lowly as he kissed her and ravaged her with his hands.
"M.jack! No. stop!" Jen pushed Jack off of her.
"But me Be-"
"Jack I already said no."
Slumped in defeat, Jack groaned and said "alright alright."
And he wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.
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next morning.
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Jen woke up and there was a man straddling her with long dark straggly hair and brilliant brown eyes who was grinning with 2 gold teeth.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" *WHACK*
"WHOA! Th' BLODDY HELL?!" Jack yelled as he hit the ground.
"I'm not THAT hideous as to make ye scream am I??" Jack pouted, rubbing his head where it hit the floorboards.
"Jack! I'm so sorry!!" Jen scrambled out of bed and helped him up.
"It' just that ye've been away so long and ye look so different and I'm just not used to you being ba-"
Jack interrupted her sentence with a kiss, "Don't worry about it love. I know. Fer example, this mornin' I looked over and saw you in my arms and I thought to meself, I thi-"
"Jack..ye're a dirty dirty pirate." Jen warned, "Don't ye even DARE to finish that sentence."
Jen changed her clothing and Jack offered her his arm.
"M'Lady?"
Jen giggled.
Jack opened the window and said "Ladies first, Love."
Jen rolled her eyes and slipped out the window with Jack right on her tail.
(an:argh. I need more conflict. They're a way too happy couple. I want them to bicker more! Hm.I'll be back in a bit. I gotta think.)
(an: back! I love my reviewers! I love you guys! You really made my day! ^__^)
"So, 'neway, I met that old sea dog while I was out." Jack smirked, "Ye'll never guess!"
"Who?"
"Why Ol' Bootstrap!"
"BOOTSTRAP BILL?!" Jen shouted with awe, "DID YOU BRING HIM BACK?!"
"Course I did! Just how daft do ye think I really am?!"
"Where is he then?"
"Oh..in our cave." Jack replied nonchalantly
"NO?!"
"Oh yes, love. We're going to meet him right now to show him around our lovely ole town o' Tortuga."
Jen grabbed Jack's arm and ran off toward the cave, pulling a surprised Jack stumbling around behind her.
"Jen I need my mornin' bottle o' rum!" Jack squeaked from behind her.
(an: hehe! BOOTSTRAP!! That was utterly random and a last minute decision. As for Jack squeaking? LOL. Makes me want to laugh.)
"Nope. Bootstrap first! Why didn't ye bring him to th' cottage?" Jen half whispered because she was out of breath.
"Well! I was hoping we'd be having some lovely nighttime activities last night! Such as having sex. And more sex. And even more sex! With some rum inbetween!" Jack smiled and sort of dazed off from the though of sex and rum.
Jen scowled.
They were about half way down the beach and just about to reach the cave..
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alright! Here you guys go! Please review if you have some ideas. SMALL ideas. I don't want ya'll to be disappointed if I don't use your ideas. Lol. Suggestions are VERY welcome! Thank you to everyone who reviews! Love you guys!
What will happen next time??? Dun dun DUN! Lol. I dunno. This chapter was spur of the moment.
Jack: If ye flame riceangel, ye'll be walkin' the plank off the poop deck o' me pride n' joy an' takin' a trip to davy jones' locker to swim wit' the fishes!
MUAH! cheers!
~riceangel06