A/N - Sorry about the short chapter guys! This one will be long, wait and
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~Lady Cyann~
Disclaimer - I don't own POTC or any of its characters, plot lines, etc. All I own are my own original characters.
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Gianna raced from the room towards the open deck. Jack followed, sprinting into the sunlight and the fresh sea air.
"Are ye toyin' with me, lass?" he exclaimed breathlessly.
Gianna put her hands on her hips in a look of mock disappointment. "Would I jest about such an important matter as your ship, Sparrow?"
Jack grinned radiantly and lifted Gianna in his arms above his head. He swung her around and around, laughing. When he gently placed her back on her feet, she was flushed with pleasure, and they stood there, wordlessly, their faces inches apart. Their breath mingled, and, caught up in the moment, Jack leaned in to kiss her. But just then a loud, urgent, "Hoy there, Captain!" shattered the romance, and they both pulled back suddenly.
"I'll handle this," Gianna said uncomfortably, "You'd better head down to the galley for some breakfast, Mr. Sparrow. You'll need your energy." With that, she walked off in the other direction. Out of the corner of her eye, Gianna saw as Jack continued to watch her every movement, then shook his head and started for the galley. Gianna turned to the excited, pink face of Quartermaster Berry.
"Captain!" He exclaimed, "There's a humongous man-o-war about 30 leagues to our west. We've been following her for quite some time, for she'd be a wonderful catch. She's sixty guns, ma'am!" Gianna smiled widely, but on the inside she was frowning. Although she was a woman, she was a pirate. And she knew pirates. She also knew that the Black Pearl would probably be headed to the dread Isla de la Muerta, which happened to lie east of their current location. She didn't want to disappoint Jack by delaying them for days chasing a man-o-war. But on the other hand, her men were eager for a catch. She couldn't justly deprive them of that. There had been rumors of a round robin* circulating, and she could be sealing her own coffin by passing this up. What now?
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Jack sauntered down to the galley for a bowl of broth and a pitcher of grog. He soon got to thinking. What was it about the Captain that had captivated him so? Sure, she was an exotic beauty, but that wasn't the half of it. She was fiercely independent, hell; she was the captain of her own pirate ship! Jack was unused to these feelings. Liking a woman for her personality? He also thoroughly enjoyed sharing a bed with her, even though they didn't even sleep together! He sometimes even would wrap his arm around her small, warm, little body and hold her. He shook his head fiercely. Anyways, he didn't really like her. It was just a small attraction. Jack had small attraction for every pretty wench on the street! Then why did this seem so different?
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Gianna soon left Berry and went to lie down in her cabin. She covered her face with a pillow and moaned in exasperation. She heard the footsteps of someone entering her room, and tentatively removed the pillow so her eyes were exposed. It was Jack. Not the man she had wanted to see right now.
"Hello lass. I've somethin' for ye." He held up a hempen bracelet, just small enough to fit her wrist, with little bits of sea glass and beads embedded in it. "I made it meself, jus for ye." He smiled proudly and bowed, handing her the bracelet.
Gianna took the bracelet and attached it to her wrist, admiring his handiwork. "Jack, it's lovely. When did you find time to make this? With your work on deck and other chores, your hands seem to have been full lately."
"I set aside a little bit of time every night when you were asleep and I worked on it. My best yet, I'd like to say." He winked. Gianna rose from the bed and put her arms around him warmly, muttering her thanks into his shoulder. Jack started when her cool hands touched his back, hot from working out in the sun. But he relaxed and returned the gesture. When they separated, Gianna remembered with another groan why she had been so withdrawn in the first place. She had a decision to make. And was reluctant to do so.
"Jack," she started hesitantly.
"Aye, luv?" he said, puppy-dog eyes searching hers.
"I have something very important to do, and I think I'm going to need your help." Gianna said, sighing. There was no turning back now.
"Oh, so you've finally made the right choice and are going to sleep with the roguish Jack Sparrow tonight, aye?" he said with a mischievous smile and a lusty wink. But underneath all the joking, his eyes looked hopeful.
Gianna shoved him playfully.
"Now that you aren't a piteous wretch anymore, will you constantly be making these suggestive comments?" she asked, trying to be serious as a smile played at her lips.
Jack waved his arms in a exaggerated gesture. "This is the real Jack Sparrow, luv. I'm back to me old self again, and for that I thank you." "Maybe I never should have decided to give chase after your Pearl, in that case." Gianna said with false regret. "Why ever am I so STUPID?"
"Just wait, luv. You'll like the real Jack Sparrow in time, I'm sure of that." He looked at her warmly, tracing her jaw line with a rough finger. Gianna backed away, her eyes averted, and started to stutter. Jack seemed unfazed, but accepted her rejection.
"Aye, lass. What's your need?"
"Well, my crew's been getting restless since we have plundered a ship in weeks. And there's a fat man-of-war about 40 leagues to our west, but, if I know pirates, the Pearl is probably in the exact opposite direction." It was out.
"Well, in my professional opinion, I think you should go after the Pearl." Jack said thoughtfully.
"Aye, I thought you'd think so," Gianna said scornfully, "It's the greatest profit to you that way, Jack!"
"Aye, that it is. But," Jack said, "The Pearl's holds are laden with swag so marvelous as you and your crew have ever seen. Countless doubloons, jewelry, artwork, statues, nuggets, crowns, scepters, and more! If she's headed towards Tortuga now like ye say, she's going to empty her holds of loot, Captain!"
"Aye," Gianna said, "The crew would be up for that. "
Disclaimer - I don't own POTC or any of its characters, plot lines, etc. All I own are my own original characters.
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Gianna raced from the room towards the open deck. Jack followed, sprinting into the sunlight and the fresh sea air.
"Are ye toyin' with me, lass?" he exclaimed breathlessly.
Gianna put her hands on her hips in a look of mock disappointment. "Would I jest about such an important matter as your ship, Sparrow?"
Jack grinned radiantly and lifted Gianna in his arms above his head. He swung her around and around, laughing. When he gently placed her back on her feet, she was flushed with pleasure, and they stood there, wordlessly, their faces inches apart. Their breath mingled, and, caught up in the moment, Jack leaned in to kiss her. But just then a loud, urgent, "Hoy there, Captain!" shattered the romance, and they both pulled back suddenly.
"I'll handle this," Gianna said uncomfortably, "You'd better head down to the galley for some breakfast, Mr. Sparrow. You'll need your energy." With that, she walked off in the other direction. Out of the corner of her eye, Gianna saw as Jack continued to watch her every movement, then shook his head and started for the galley. Gianna turned to the excited, pink face of Quartermaster Berry.
"Captain!" He exclaimed, "There's a humongous man-o-war about 30 leagues to our west. We've been following her for quite some time, for she'd be a wonderful catch. She's sixty guns, ma'am!" Gianna smiled widely, but on the inside she was frowning. Although she was a woman, she was a pirate. And she knew pirates. She also knew that the Black Pearl would probably be headed to the dread Isla de la Muerta, which happened to lie east of their current location. She didn't want to disappoint Jack by delaying them for days chasing a man-o-war. But on the other hand, her men were eager for a catch. She couldn't justly deprive them of that. There had been rumors of a round robin* circulating, and she could be sealing her own coffin by passing this up. What now?
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Jack sauntered down to the galley for a bowl of broth and a pitcher of grog. He soon got to thinking. What was it about the Captain that had captivated him so? Sure, she was an exotic beauty, but that wasn't the half of it. She was fiercely independent, hell; she was the captain of her own pirate ship! Jack was unused to these feelings. Liking a woman for her personality? He also thoroughly enjoyed sharing a bed with her, even though they didn't even sleep together! He sometimes even would wrap his arm around her small, warm, little body and hold her. He shook his head fiercely. Anyways, he didn't really like her. It was just a small attraction. Jack had small attraction for every pretty wench on the street! Then why did this seem so different?
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Gianna soon left Berry and went to lie down in her cabin. She covered her face with a pillow and moaned in exasperation. She heard the footsteps of someone entering her room, and tentatively removed the pillow so her eyes were exposed. It was Jack. Not the man she had wanted to see right now.
"Hello lass. I've somethin' for ye." He held up a hempen bracelet, just small enough to fit her wrist, with little bits of sea glass and beads embedded in it. "I made it meself, jus for ye." He smiled proudly and bowed, handing her the bracelet.
Gianna took the bracelet and attached it to her wrist, admiring his handiwork. "Jack, it's lovely. When did you find time to make this? With your work on deck and other chores, your hands seem to have been full lately."
"I set aside a little bit of time every night when you were asleep and I worked on it. My best yet, I'd like to say." He winked. Gianna rose from the bed and put her arms around him warmly, muttering her thanks into his shoulder. Jack started when her cool hands touched his back, hot from working out in the sun. But he relaxed and returned the gesture. When they separated, Gianna remembered with another groan why she had been so withdrawn in the first place. She had a decision to make. And was reluctant to do so.
"Jack," she started hesitantly.
"Aye, luv?" he said, puppy-dog eyes searching hers.
"I have something very important to do, and I think I'm going to need your help." Gianna said, sighing. There was no turning back now.
"Oh, so you've finally made the right choice and are going to sleep with the roguish Jack Sparrow tonight, aye?" he said with a mischievous smile and a lusty wink. But underneath all the joking, his eyes looked hopeful.
Gianna shoved him playfully.
"Now that you aren't a piteous wretch anymore, will you constantly be making these suggestive comments?" she asked, trying to be serious as a smile played at her lips.
Jack waved his arms in a exaggerated gesture. "This is the real Jack Sparrow, luv. I'm back to me old self again, and for that I thank you." "Maybe I never should have decided to give chase after your Pearl, in that case." Gianna said with false regret. "Why ever am I so STUPID?"
"Just wait, luv. You'll like the real Jack Sparrow in time, I'm sure of that." He looked at her warmly, tracing her jaw line with a rough finger. Gianna backed away, her eyes averted, and started to stutter. Jack seemed unfazed, but accepted her rejection.
"Aye, lass. What's your need?"
"Well, my crew's been getting restless since we have plundered a ship in weeks. And there's a fat man-of-war about 40 leagues to our west, but, if I know pirates, the Pearl is probably in the exact opposite direction." It was out.
"Well, in my professional opinion, I think you should go after the Pearl." Jack said thoughtfully.
"Aye, I thought you'd think so," Gianna said scornfully, "It's the greatest profit to you that way, Jack!"
"Aye, that it is. But," Jack said, "The Pearl's holds are laden with swag so marvelous as you and your crew have ever seen. Countless doubloons, jewelry, artwork, statues, nuggets, crowns, scepters, and more! If she's headed towards Tortuga now like ye say, she's going to empty her holds of loot, Captain!"
"Aye," Gianna said, "The crew would be up for that. "