Sorry 'bout the delay in updating. I had finals this past week and not to mention I just felt a 'ittle lazy.
Jack: "Aye, laziness can be fun…"
Sure can, especially when it involves sleeping in and just watching t.v. I got to catch up on me Will and Grace and Inuyasha, not te mention a few other things. I've been encouraged greatly by my loyal reviewers and friends Jackfan2 and Satiana (who is me roommate, but don' worry she would never really hurt me. *winks* It's all in good fun.) I just wanted to give some props to 'em.
Jack: "Cheers to ye loves!!" ::raises cup of rum:: "So what kind a trouble are ye getting' me into this week?"
You'll just have to find out like the rest of 'em.
Jack: "If I'm in this thing I should have a right te know what happens to me."
You won't like it…
Jack: "Don' matter I still want to-wait…what?"
Anyway…enjoy!!
Jack: "How can I enjoy if ye said I won' like it?!"
Drink yer rum.
Jack: "But I wan' ta know!"
Trust me…yer gonna need it.
Jack: ::looks at readers, sighs, and downs the rum::
Chapter 11
As darkness fell on another day in the Caribbean a coolness arose into the evening air. Gregory Adams wished he could be just about anywhere other than on duty outside of the prison. It seemed very unnecessary for him to be there when the cells were virtually empty except for your typical drunken men, a pirate or two getting ready for their last days on earth, and that girl the lieutenant brought in…oh and of course-but his thoughts were interrupted by something moving in the fog that had settled in. Henry, to the left of Gregory, seemed to notice as well. They both looked at each other and then at the movement within the fog. A soft sound echoed amongst the stone buildings around them. It sounded like a cane and boots clicking on the stone path leading around the colony. They watched intently, gripping their guns a little tighter unknowingly, as a form began to materialize from within the fog. It hobbled forward on a cane, none of its features visible. They began to relax a little as the lone figure moved closer to them. They soon noticed that a dog followed the bent over figure, but stayed a few feet behind.
"Are ye goin' te just stare at me all night, or are ye goin' to say somethin'?" The figure asked as it moved up to them. It was evident by the voice that it was an old woman, but they found it strange that it was at the time and that she would be by herself.
"We could better assist ye ma'am if we knew what it is you wanted." Henry said as the woman stopped a few feet in front of them.
"Is it any of yer business what I'm doing here? I would like to enter this building." The old woman said.
"May I ask your name ma'am?" Gregory asked. The hidden face of the woman examined him under her hood.
"I find it rude that ye would do so, but ye are a soldier of the queen. Calynda is my name, now do ye mind if I enter?"
"Of course ma'am, but first you need to state your business. It's a bit late for visiting." Henry stated.
"If ye must know, I found out that a woman was arrested earlier today and I want to know if it is the woman I know of."
"Is she kin?" Gregory asked. The old woman sighed exasperatedly.
"Nay, but I have information that I am sure would be useful if it is the woman I know." Calynda spoke, her voice forced to be as polite as possible. Henry looked at Gregory and shrugged his shoulders.
"Lieutenant Adolphus isn't present at the prison right now, but if you come back tomorrow he will be here." Henry said.
"I am not interested in seeing the Lieutenant at present, I just simply want to see if it is the woman. I will be leaving early in the morn and would like to be done with this business by that time. I can leave a written statement and be on my way." Calynda said.
"I'll show her the woman and escort her back out once she has finished." Gregory said. Henry nodded in agreement and stepped to the side to allow Gregory and Calynda in to the prison door. Calynda looked back as the dog settled down watching as they entered the prison. The door closed behind them with a bang that echoed through the stone and iron building. Drunken ranting could be heard as well as violent cursing…but above all could be heard the voice of a woman shouting how she had been wrongfully placed there.
"Is that the woman ye are taken me to?" Calynda asked as she shook her head.
"True it be her. She is here under strict orders by Lieutenant Adolphus and none of the men know why. No one ever questions the Lieutenant."
"He's a bit of a stickler, isn't the lad?" Calynda stated.
"He is very determined to become an admiral and is on his way to be. It's being rumored that he has almost caught a ruthless pirate. I believe once he's caught the scallywag the Lieutenant will be promoted."
"What pirate might this be?" Calynda asked.
"One by the name of Jack Sparrow, but I doubt it should worry you any ma'am. Pirates are a damned breed they are, if you'll mind my language ma'am."
Gregory said, his response was muttered, something about Captain was all he caught. "What was that ma'am?"
"Nothing lad…" Calynda cleared her throat. Gregory seemed pleased to have what he thought was an open ear, so he continued, raising his voice above that of the convicts. "Pirates may be around now, but with people like the Lieutenant here in Redmond they'll soon be gone. Sparrow should've been caught and hanged almost a year ago, but the Commodore in Port Royal let him slip by. The Lieutenant is always saying how weak Norrington, the Commodore in Port Royal, is."
"And what is it that this Sparrow fellow did that would make a man like Adofus-"
"Adolphus ma'am…"
"Right, Adofus…why does he want Captain Sparrow so dearly?"
"How did you know he was a captain?"
"It was a guess lad, most famous pirates are, are they not?" Calynda suggested.
"Famous is not something I would call Sparrow ma'am. I would suggest something like-"
"There you are! It's about time someone came! I demand to be let out of here now. I am aware that Lieutenant Adolphus said I would be released to-"
"Calm down miss…your keeping all the others up." Gregory changed subjects as they reached the cell of Jeanette.
"I want to see Adolphus now and-Sparrow!" Jeanette exclaimed when she saw the hunched over figure behind Gregory. She clung to the bars of the cell as the figure winced visibly. Gregory sputtered a laugh as he moved to allow Calynda to fully see Jeanette.
"You want to see Sparrow? Well, why don't we just send for him now. I'm sure he's going to just come walking in here and do as you please him to."
"More like waddling," Jeanette said.
"What do you mean, waddling?" Gregory asked, but before Jeanette could reply to him a blunt object connected with the back of his head and he collapsed into a heap on the floor. Jeanette looked up to see the figure had used the cane.
"I do not waddle!" Jack exclaimed as he bent down to retrieve the keys from the unconscious man.
"It's more of a waddle than a walk I must say. It's about time you got here!" Jeanette hissed. Jack found the keys and held his head in his hands before he lost his temper. He threw back his hood and the glare that he sent Jeanette nearly threw her back like a blow. He continued to glare, it seeming to burn into her own stormy eyes, but by far darker and fiercer than her anger.
"Woman, I can leave now and it be'n without you. I've risked me neck comin' here and all you can do is criticize the way I do it! Ye could have just given me away there if the man hadn't been so dense to catch it. Do you want me to get caught, is that it? I will not be tied to a noose on yer account when I could be dyin' for things much more worth it. Believe me when I say I can go and forget about ye from this moment on with no regrets, savvy?"
"Get me out of here Jack…"Jeanette said softly, but void of emotion, her gaze on the ground where Gregory lay. Jack hurried through the different keys until one finally did the job. The door opened slowly and Jeanette stepped out, she finally lifting her chin up to stare into Jack's face. They looked at each other for a moment until Jeanette moved stiffly to him and gave him a quick hug. Jack's eyes widened in astonishment and the anger melted away being replaced by shock.
"Thank you," Jeanette muttered as she pulled away. She looked back up at his still shocked face and before he knew it her hand had flown through the air and connected with his cheek causing him to stumble back. "But don't you ever talk to me like that. Not after what I've done for you." Jeanette said and turned to walk down the corridor. Jack still stood there, shock freezing everything in him, but the sting from his cheek brought him back.
"I didn't deserve that…I know I didn't deserve that…" Jack said to himself. "Why? Why am I cursed with this woman? I don't understand 'er…I just don'…" Jack muttered as he regained all of his senses and dragged the body of Gregory into the cell. He closed the door and locked it as he put his hood back on. He walked up behind Jeanette who was looking down the branching off corridors of the one they were already occupying.
"Where is the lad that saved me?" Jack whispered.
"I saved you…"Jeanette replied.
"Rrr…tell me where he is…" Jack growled. Jeanette sighed and answered, " To the left near the exit, he is separate from the others as I was."
"Stay behind me in case we run into any red coats…" Jack said before going in the direction Jeanette had told him. Voices could still be heard, but a soldier's rang above theirs telling them to settle down. It became quite for a few moments before voices began to rise again.
"Make another left up there…" Jeanette said as they reached another branch off. Jack was thankful that at least the two people he was searching for were kept separate from the others and required less attention for the soldiers. They quickly turned down the corridor and walked slowly down the dimly lit, damp room.
"He must not be one of the loud ones…" Jack muttered sarcastically.
"Who's there?" A voice whispered from a little down the cell block. Jack realized it came from the right, two cells down. They approached cautiously until they were in front of the cell the voice had come from. Jack looked into the cell, barely seeing a form sitting on the straw bed pushed up along the back wall.
"Who's in there?" Jack whispered, disguising his voice.
"You've come to see me, should you not know the person you're visiting?" The voice said in a normal tone this time. Jack analyzed the voice and believed that it could not be Will, but who did that leave he wondered.
"Are you the one who saved the pirate from being shot by the docks?" Jack asked in his disguised voice, still whispering. The form did not answer, but instead rose up from the bed and limped toward the barred door. What light came from the lanterns hanging revealed a young lad, it took Jack a moment to recognize him.
"Jack Sparrow?" The young man said in disbelief.
"Aye," Jack replied after a moment of hesitation. "Yer the…" Jack stopped, still unsure if he was really seeing who he thought he saw.
"Timothy…Timothy Jackson is my name. I must say you continue to surprise me…" Timothy said with a half smile keeping his voice low.
"Yer the lad who gave me food while I was in this prison…" Jack said.
"Funny how the tables turn." Timothy said shrugging his shoulders.
"Why did ye save a pirate?"
"I hate to break up this little reunion, but if we are to be getting out of here without being notice I would suggest we save questions for later," Jeanette interrupted.
"She's right, you should be going." Timothy said. "The guards make rounds soon, I don't think they take kindly to seeing one of their inmates out and about with a wanted pirate." Jeanette tugged on Jack's coat, but he didn't budge. After a moment he pulled out the keys he had used to get Jeanette out and began trying them until one fit. Footsteps could be heard echoing down the halls as a guard yelled back to one of his companions.
"Hurry!" Jeanette said as quietly, but as urgently as possible. Jack quickly went through the different keys, but their hope was becoming slimmer with each unsuccessful attempt.
"Just leave now while you still can…" Timothy said uneasily. Jack silently continued through the keys concentrating entirely on fitting them into the lock as beads of sweat formed on his brow and trickled down his face.
"Jack…" Jeanette muttered as commandingly as she could as the footsteps were no more than a couple of yards away.
"This is an extension of the original prison built only recently, the man you got those from per chance didn't have keys for these cells yet…" Timothy said, he had already accepted his fate the moment he'd hit the Lieutenant to stop the shot from hitting the pirate.
"They're coming Jack!" Jeanette said. Jack looked up at Timothy and gave a slight nod before he walked backwards and moved away from the cell.
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I'm gonna make this short and to the point…please please please PLEASE review!!!! I don't sound desperate do I?