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Title: Crossing Blades

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          With one swift movement Gwyneth had Jack disarmed and pinned against the wall.

              "You're good," he admitted, still pinned.

     "I don't need a pirate to tell me that," she put her sword in her hilt.

          "You act almost exactly as your father, and look almost exactly like your mother," Jack pointed out.

          "People say that all the time," she said, "By the way, how do you know my father?"

          "Oh, we're friends from way back, you could say." He put his hand around her waist. Gwyneth felt very uncomfortable with his hand there. Then he pulled it away very fast, leaving her feeling lighter.

          "Why would my father be friends with a pirate?" she asked.

       "He never told you?"

             "Obviously not."

          "Your father is a pirate," Jack explained, "I mean he has pirate blood running through his veins, your veins." When he said this he was holding her arm tracing her veins. Gwyneth pulled her arm away rather quickly.

          "Oh? Is that so? Then who was the pirate in my family?" she asked.

          "His name was BootstrapBill Turner. A good pirate. He wasn't the kind of pirate that wouldn't tell their own mother the time of day unless they had a good reason."

          "Are you the good kind of pirate?" she asked, eyebrows raised. He inched closer to her.

          "You could say that." He took two small steps towards her.

    "Don't you dare take one more step towards me or I'll-I'll," she reached inside her dress realizing the pistol was gone.

          "You dirty, cheating, scoundrel! I should have left you to die!" She was shaking. Not with fear but with anger. He pulled out the pistol and cocked it.

          "Really, you should never, ever trust a pirate. Even a charming one like me," Jack said and then pulled her so his arm was around her waist and over her arms, and his right hand bearing the gun was pressed against her back.

          "Don't worry. You'll be fine if you stick with me and you don't scream or anything. I promised I wouldn't hurt you, so do as I say and I'll keep that promise." Jack could feel her trembling and could almost smell the fear from her.

          "I don't scream, and I don't ever get scared." Jack knew she was probably telling the truth about the screaming but not about the ever being scared.

          "You can't lie to me, love. I can feel you tremblin'," he accused as he walked her out of the blacksmith shop.

          "Where are you taking me?" she asked worriedly.

      "That's for me to know, and you to find out." They stepped out of the shop and into the falling rain. There was no one outside, Gwyneth noticed. Jack led her towards the docks. There were still no people at the docks. That was strange. There was normally extra security on these kinds of days. Of all the rainy days not to be here, why choose today? Gwyneth thought. Jack jerked her a certain way.

          "Love? Why'd you have to go and lie to me? You could have just said the Black Pearl was here." Gwyneth was surprised at this statement for the Black Pearl had sailed off that morning.

          "I didn't lie. They might have just changed course." She was looking at a beautiful ship that had black sails. There she saw it. The crow's nest. Ever since she was a small child she had always wanted to climb one.

          "Gwyneth!" She snapped back into realty. "Yes?" she answered.

          "Ever been on a ship before?" Jack asked.

     "No sir."

          "Well you'll be on one for a while." He led her towards the ship.

          "Oh no! No, no, no! You can't! I won't stand for it!" She struggled as he actually pressed the pistol in her back. "Don't! You can't! Please, please, please just let me go!" She whined.

          "Gwyneth, if this continues I will be forced to take action!" Jack threatened. But she continued to struggle. "I'm sorry but it had to come to this. He spun her around, pistol now pressed on her neck, and he put his lips onto hers. She instantly stopped struggling. His kisses were enchanting. She never imagined her first kiss would be like this. His lips were soft and warm and…Wait! Her parents would not approve of this! He finally took his lips away. Thank God! Gwyneth's knees faltered and he caught her before she fell. She looked up into his hazel eyes. She saw pity in them, like she had just fallen for the dirtiest trick. Shit! I knew something like this would happen! Gwyneth thought as he dragged her onto the ship. I knew I would fall for this kind of trick! Good, he only had one of her arms captive. She put her hand on her sword hilt and drew the sword. He still did not notice. With a swift movement she cut his shoulder. He yelped and tumbled over her. They rolled a bit, then, after 5 minutes Jack had her pinned to the ground, pistol at her jaw.

          "Gwyneth, I have never killed a women before, and I am not afraid to either."

Whew! Let's take a breather! I am ending this at a cliffhanger because one: I want you to read the next chapter, and two: I wish to get reviews! Thank you sooooo much for reading!