Antonio and his crew arrived at Trinidad relatively quickly since they hadn't gone that far. They knew their ship would retreat at the first signs of the Pearl, so they hid it in a cove somewhat out of the town. They had gotten to Point Fortin after the sun had gone down. His plan was to kidnap this woman, with the help of Elizabeth. He hoped that his crew would far out number Captain Sparrow's, otherwise they were going to end up doing hand-to-hand combat.
They went into the town and Antonio and told his wife of their plan. She said that she had heard of some of the Pearl's crew asking around about El Maldición. She told them that she didn't think that they had gotten any information, but she wasn't sure. She agreed to help them. After much yelling and screaming and hitting, Antonio had found out that the woman they needed was Gwyneth Johnson. They would strike tonight.
Jack walked down to the galley after he had put Brenda to bed. He needed rum, it had been stressful. She had asked so many questions that Jack just wanted to out her to bed with a bottle of rum. Three year olds… he thought.
"Where's Gweny, daddy?" She had asked.
"In her cabin."
"Has she been in there all day?"
"No."
"Did you talk to her again?"
"No."
"Why not?"
Because I'm avoiding her…"Because she wants to be alone."
"Why?"
"Because she doesn't want to talk to me."
"Why?"
"Because…" Jack actually didn't know the answer to that one. He hadn't remembered making her mad before this morning. Had he said or done anything to make her upset with him? He didn't know. "I don't know. Now go to bed."
He thought he had done a good job of avoiding her all day. One time around noon she had finally come out of her cabin. Jack saw her and put his hat over his eyes and walked to his cabin and shut the door. So maybe he wasn't exactly avoiding her, but he avoiding contact with her.
But now, as he was getting the thing he needed the most and would stop at nothing to get, there in front of him was the thing he had been avoiding all day. Her eyes seemed to bore into him as she looked into his eyes. Being uncomfortable was not a trait that Jack liked to think he experienced. So he tried to 'lighten the moment' by doing something he was good at, being rude and sarcastic.
"Is it okay to come down, or do you want me to leave?"
Gwyneth seemed to actually consider the offer, which made Jack's temper go up a notch. "You can stay…I was actually hoping we could talk,"
"What? You want to talk to a pirate?"
He walked the rest of the way down the stairs and got a bottle of rum from behind the counter and a glass. He sat down across from her and then she said something, "Are you trying to upset me?"
"No, I think did a good job of that this morning."
"You're right. I wasn't upset until you came in and started barking commands at me!"
"You were upset loooong before I got there, luv."
"How so?"
"You were crying."
She stared at him, "No I wasn't."
"Then why did you wipe yer bloodshot eyes before you opened the door."
"What, a woman can't mourn the death of her love?"
Jack was silent. "I didn't know."
"Obviously."
"What is with you?" He snapped, first he was uncomfortable then he was actually sincere about her feelings and now she gets him mad again, "I was being serious."
"Can't you think of someone else for once?"
"What? I was thinkin' of someone else! I was thinkin' about you!"
Gwyneth didn't respond. The way Jack said that wasn't making her feel any better. She suddenly realized that she was alone with a pirate. A pirate that I have stupid feelings for…and I'm not sure anymore if I'm the only one…
"What I meant, was that this morning I was only thinkin' of yer welfare."
She paused, "Oh. Well…I don't need you lookin' after me. I'm a woman at twenty five. If I've lasted this long, then I can last through breakfast."
Jack poured himself a glass then drank it before saying, "I didn't mean to force you to do anything."
"Yes you did."
Jack sighed, "Please, explain it to me luv, because you know me better than I do…"
"I'm sorry Jack, it's just that you meant to force me to come down and eat. It was obvious."
There she goes with the 'Jack' thing…Why is this even making me think? Will and Ana call me Jack…most of the time. "Well if I gave that impression, then I'm sorry."
Gwyneth eyed him, I would never think a pirate would actually apologize. I guess I under estimated pirates. But every pirate isn't going to be like Jack… "It's okay…just don't go it again."
"Agreed."
That night Gwyneth couldn't sleep. She left her cabin and went to the side of the ship. She looked out into the ocean and around on the island. In the distance, there were men coming. A large group, with weapons.
The crew of El Maldición? She thought. She wouldn't waste time thinking about it. Now she was grateful Ana Maria had taught her how to sword fight above the rest. They had gone over throwing, but found that Gwyneth's archery lessons had paid off.
She walked to Jack's cabin and knocked on the door. No answer. Oh, he won't hear me. She opened the door and walked in. There was a candle burning by the door, but it was almost gone. Then on the bed, there laid Jack with one of his arms around his daughter, who was also sleeping soundly.
She walked over to the bed and started poking Jack. His eyes popped open and looked around, when they landed on Gwyneth, he said, "What the blast are you doing?"
"Jack, there's some men coming."
"What?"
"I think its Antonio's crew!"
Jack was fully awake at that. He got up and put a shirt on, his coat over that and his hat. Then he strapped on sword and put his gun in its holder. Next he grabbed an extra pistol and put it in a holder under his pant lag and then put a dagger under his over pant leg. He acts as though he alone is going to kill them all. If they can be killed…
"Jack, what if they can't be killed? We don't know!"
"Calm down, Gwen, it can be done- trust me. Do you have a sword?"
She looked down, "It's in my cabin."
Jack paused before saying, "I need you t'walk back to your cabin."
Her eyes widened, "Are you kidding me?"
"Don't worry."
"Don't worry!? I could be killed in the time it takes to get to my cabin!"
"No you won't! Just go. I'll cover you. I promise!"
Gwyneth looked at him, a little unsure. Jack acted on impulse and bent down and kissed her. When they broke apart he said, "I promise, you won't get killed."
She bit the inside of her lip and nodded. She opened the door and tiptoed across the deck. Thinking that if she was quiet then they wouldn't hear her. She kept her eyes straight ahead, making sure not too look around, making herself look like she knew something. She was two feet from her cabin door when she heard a gun being cocked. She stopped and stood still.
"Turn around, novia."
She turned and saw a man with a scruffy beard and black hair, and a gun pointed directly at her. She licked her lips that were dry from fear and then thought, Jack Sparrow, you better keep your promise…Because I'm about to do something stupid!
Jack had to focus hard while watching Gwyneth cross the deck. That kiss he gave her wasn't something he was sure would go over too well. But he hadn't been slapped, so it was good so far. But he meant what he said to her. He wouldn't let her get killed.
As a man climbed up on deck, Jack cocked his gun at the same time as him and heard him tell Gwyneth to turn around. It took everything in him not to shoot the man. But he wasn't going to shoot at Gwen, this was just something to lure the crew out of their cabins. He wasn't going to hurt Gwen…unless she did something stupid. Don't do something stupid, Gwen. Don't.
But just as he told her that subconsciously, she stepped on the man's foot and punched him in the stomach. Jack stood up from his cabin and got ready to shoot if needed. She ran into her cabin, kicked Ana to get her up and grabbed her sword.
Ana opened her eyes in time to see Gwyneth being dragged out of the cabin by a large hand. She was up in a minute, with her sword, pistol and dagger. She walked out of the cabin and pointed both her gun and sword at the man. He only smiled, "Nice to know two people care about the señorita," Ana looked to see Jack in the same position but farther off.
"Drop her!" Jack shouted, thinking anytime Will would be up. He was a light sleeper. But then a thought came to his head. So is Brenda, dear Lord, please let her have enough brains to stay in bed and out of sight.
But as the man held Gwyneth with one hand over her mouth and another hand over her waist, keeping her arms in close contact with her body, Jack watched as a man in a suit, hair done, and a sword came onto the deck with his crew. Jack shouted for the rest of his crew to get up and stomped his foot on the floor. Immediately, people sprang up from the hatches, swords in hand. But as this crew spread out, Jack saw that his crew was out numbered, not by many, but by some.
Jack turned his head to look for Will, they made eye contact and gave each other the same look. This time they might not be so lucky to come out on top with a bunch of cursed pirates. Jack swallowed and then said smoothly, "Why, You must be Antonio Alverez…Captain Jack Sparrow at yer service."
"Excellent Captain, then you can give me what I want."
"And what would that be?"
"A certain map."
Jack looked at Will again and then said to Antonio, "Mrs. Turner didn't have it?"
"All señora Turner gave us was trouble…" And with a nod of his head, a woman pushed out Elizabeth roughly. With her hands tied, she fell. Will's heart broke in two as he watched his wife fall. He burst out from the crowd of crew members to her, but didn't get far without a sword stopping him. He pushed it away with his own sword, "Better watch where yer pointin' that mate." He looked up the sword and saw no other than Beverly holding it.
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Author's Note:
YAY! I watched POTC on the day it was released! Yes! Thank you Micah Sannan! Oh um…I'm tired and I'm not going to do author thanks until the next Chapter which you should be looking for around….Thursday. Savvy?