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Chapter Six

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"Why did Jack leave ya?"

"Jack didn't tell ya the story? He used to be the Captain of the Black Pearl, I was his first mate. He left me in Tortuga because I fell for one of the crew." Will got up and walked to the stair below deck.

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Sandra stared after Will as he retreated down the stairs.

She didn't know what was wrong, but she didn't want to press. She walked around on deck before getting bored and retreating to her and Ana's room.

Once there she noticed Jack staring at her stuff trunk.

"What are you doing to my stuff?" she asked as Jack attempted to pick it up again.

"Seeing as we have a new crew member, namely Will," he said and leaned against the truck trying to inch it towards the door, "It creates a small problem with the rooming arrangements." He grunted and shoved at the trunk again. "I don't want Will, you er AnaMaria in with the crew," he gave up and kicked at the trunk. Hurting his foot he jumped around the room before landing on his bum on the bed. "So Will and Ana will be in here." He collected his cool as he nursed his now injured foot. "And you'll be in with me!" he finished with a grin.

"Me in the same room as you?" Sandra thought it over. "No touchy?"

"On me honor!" he said as he put his foot on the floor.

"Ye best swear by something else or I'll not agree."

He sighed and put on a wounded expression. "It pains me that you think so little of me. But I'll do as ye say." He sauntered around the room. "I swear on my honor as a pirate to never pillage, plunder, rifle, or loot if I lay one finger on ye."

Sandra thought about it. "Specify, you say one finger. How am I to regulate the function of your other nine?"

Jack grumped as she saw his loophole, "Fine I wont touch ye. Now help me lift this blasted trunk."

She grinned and took one of the handles on the side of the trunk and lifted at the same time as Jack.

Jack grumbled as he ran into her wall. Mumbling to himself the whole way there, he backed into his door, pushing it open.

Jack threw down his end of the trunk at the end of the bed as Sandra set hers down more gently.

She looked at the huge bed in front of her. She grinned; even sharing this was much better then her cot in Ana's room.

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Sandra lay awake staring at the ceiling. Jack lay sprawled shirtless over the pillows and half the bed. Mouth hung open as a lazy hand came and scratched under his nose. The hand came to rest again above his head.  A loud snore rang out. The sound resonated against the walls. Sandra winced and threw off the covers over her.

Poking Jack to make sure he was asleep, she got out of bed and got dressed in her normal clothes. Grumbling and grabbed a blanket off Jack. He scrunched slightly into a ball and a hand was sent questing to recover the heat source.

Sandra humphed and left the room shutting the door.

It was colder outside the cabin but not unbearable. She settled into a corner against a barrel and a pile of ropes. Sniveling she fell into sleep's arms.

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Sandra yawned and stretched out her arms and hugging her pillows. Pillows? She sat up and looked around. She was back in Jack's cabin, but this time there was no Jack present. She relished in the warmth of a proper bed before forcing herself to get out of bed. Yawning again she pulled on her boots which were lying at the foot of the bed.

Going over to a mirror she pulled her hair into a semblance of order. Scrubbing her face with water to wake up she strapped on her sword and sidearm and exited the room.

Slitting her eyes to the bright light as she exited she walked up to the helm.

Yawning again she said to Jack, "Thank ye for moving me."

"Pirate starting to leak into yer vocabulary then? And what are ye talkin' about movin' ye?" Jack's eyes stayed locked on the horizon as he steered towards an unknown goal.

"Eh? Then who moved me I wonder?"

She sniffed and looked around deck at the crew. Spotting Will working on replacing a frayed rope. Looking back to the captivated captain, she wandered over to where Will was working.

Sandra grabbed a loose rope for him and asked, "Did you move me?"

Will looked over at her. "Aye. I assumed that ye had left for reason of his obnoxious snoring?"

Sandra nodded as Will lay a final knot in the rope. "He isn't as loud if you roll him onto his side, so I threw ye in and rolled him over. It was starting to get cold, just thought," he wiped his brow.

"Mmmm, aye, thank you." She mumbled and retreated to the mess hall to get some grub.

Will looked after her for a minute before returning to some deep thought.

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Sandra stumbled down the stairs and picked up a bowl. She approached the pirate with the ladle. He was doodling with coal, he looked up and threw some of the slop into her bowl before returning to doodling.

Sitting at an empty table she remembered she was supposed to give Jack the arty stuff she bought for him. That wasn't particularly important to her. The gloop in the bowl in front of her was much more amusing than deep thought. For instance, this gloop seemed to at times roll uphill, it also had a slightly rubbery texture to it.

Sandra choked down as much as she could before going topside.

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Dayum, writing about sleepy people makes you tired. *yawn* Read and Review, especially Mark. Snivles, meh, 10.30 not bad. Time for bed. Yawn. Lov you all, give you cookie if you review. Mechawashu2@mailcity.com questions and comments