Chapter 10
Elizabeth was watching Will who was off climbing the rigging fixing what needed to be fixed. He had no fear, at least it seemed that way. She smiled thinking of that first time they had ever met. It wasn't some grand event that first time, it was more of a bittersweet moment if anything. Will was just a young lad and Elizabeth ordered to watch over him, with the ironical part being that she was about the same age as he. What did she know about taking care of a young boy? She did what her Father told her to do, knowing that it was mainly to stop any forthcoming questions from her young mind.
Elizabeth sat there reminiscing about the past that she never noticed Will coming up to her. Will smirked at the look on her face, and gently tapped her shoulder.
"What are you off dreaming about?" He asked sitting next to her.
"To be honest…you." She blushed slightly.
"Me? And what do I owe such a honor?" Elizabeth simply smiled and stated, "Because you're you I guess." Will kissed her cheek
"Have you realized that Catherine has picked up on you?" Elizabeth asked.
"Picked up what on me?" Will was curious to know, he had no secrets to hide…anymore.
"That you're not a blacksmith by descent."
"Did you ever tell her the truth?"
"No, I didn't feel the need to. She doesn't care. She says you give yourself away by how happy you are."
"She's right. I am happy, this is my right Elizabeth, I am but a blacksmith by trade and a pirate by nature."
"Funny, she said the same thing to me earlier. She does have a knack for just knowing things about people. Do you care that she knows the truth about you?" Elizabeth asked, simply to have more of a conversation going on instead of the boisterous laughter, singing, and Mr. Cotton's Parrot talking for no real reason but to make noise like everyone else.
"No I don't care, as a matter of fact I think it's a good thing that she does know. Soon you and I will be married and she'll be family, what should I care if she knows or not about my past?" Will asked Elizabeth who was thinking of something to say.
"I suppose it doesn't matter, she's never cared about trivial things like society. She's always been like that since I can remember." Elizabeth said smiling, hugged Will and said, "So you can guarantee that she'll be the first one to accept anything out of the ordinary with us." Elizabeth laughed as Will joined in.
"Then she shall not be disappointed." Will concluded as Elizabeth continued her laughter.
~*~
Jack looked out at Will and Elizabeth, realizing that, for one of few times, his decision has been a good one. Elizabeth needed to be away from the ideals that she's used to and Will just needed to be himself, so for Jack deciding to get them to leave together was actually a good idea of his. Proud of himself at the moment, he took a long drink of rum.
He looked out and noticed that they should soon be coming up on Tortuga. Jack thought it would be interesting to see what Elizabeth's reaction to the place would be. He could just imagine the look of shock spread across her face in an instant, but had a feeling that Catherine would in intrigued, then again, he could be wrong. He just hoped for no more run-ins with the ladies of the night that usually resulted in being slapped. His brow furrowed at that thought, but vanished as soon as he saw Anamaria coming up to join him.
"Ana, how are ye this fine morn?" Jack asked tipping his hat.
"Jack 'tis high noon." Ana laughed putting her hands on her hips.
"Must be the rum, made me lose track of the time." He said looking at the bottle, as if it were going to give him an answer to the reason for this mistake in time.
"Aye, could be, or it could be the bonnie lass you've got in your cabin Captain." She said smiling.
"It's not Catherine Ana." Jack said, not so sure of himself.
"If ye say so Jack." Ana stated walking away taking a bag with her.
Jack watched Ana leave him. They knew of each other, but never got to know one another until they were older. They're still friends, but friends with a history peppered with piracy.
Ana grew up in Tortuga, her mother just one of the many ladies of the night. Ana's father was a crewmember of some random pirate ship that happened to dock in Tortuga. The first time Jack saw Ana, since joining up with William Turner, was when she was working the tavern as a strumpet, something she said she wouldn't follow her mother into, but did to make ends meet. She was always feisty and could normally keep her own when it came to drunken men and pirates wanting a piece of her. One night while Jack was drinking with William Turner, he noticed a group of men cornering a young lass. William looked at him and told him that it wasn't in his best interest to interfere. Jack went over there anyway and asked what was going on, when this packs' leader looked at him and said 'do you wish to join in on the fun?' The young lass, who was on the verge of tears, looked at him helplessly because Jack was indeed another pirate to add to the bunch.
He remembered the frightened look on her face and told the man that he had already paid for the night, so she was his. The older man wanted to start a fight, but noticed that Jack was with William "Bootstrap Bill" Turner, the group then decided that they would pursue another strumpet that night and let this one be.
Jack remembered this like it was yesterday, especially when he thought it was the same girl he knew of as a child. He had to know if his suspicions were right.
"What be your name love?" He asked with a name already in his mind.
"Anamaria, or Ana if you like. What do I owe ye since I have, now, no work to do? I thank ye for saving me, but I'm a far cry from a damsel in distress." Her deep brown eyes penetrated into his.
"I'm sure that we can work something out." He smiled.
That night Ana, belonged to Jack, childhood acquaintances who were grown up now and pursuing each other. Just that Ana was another strumpet to add to the ever-growing list of females that Jack had his way with, but with Ana it was a different story. She never hated him for being with the others; he is only a man, besides he gave her a new life. Ana became something for herself, acquired a small boat and eventually came to become a very close comrade to Jack…even if Gibbs had issues from the start.
~*~
Catherine sat at the table idly playing with the charm of the necklace she wore. Her mother gave it to her before she died, saying that it was her grandmother's old rosary cross, which had broke after years of use. Her mother's grandfather gave her the small cross on a ribbon to use as a necklace after the passing of her grandmother. Catherine received the small trinket as a token of a mother's undying love. She had changed the ribbon many times since she had accepted it from her mother and wore it everyday.
She looked back at her leather-bound journal, picked it up and threw it across the room. 'How in bloody hell did I get myself into this, knowing that there is a man who has a love for me that no one else has ever displayed before? All in search of a freedom, for an escape from the tribulations of luxury; God I am so proud! Here I am looking out for my own desires when I leave everything behind going to some unknown destination, I swear Catherine you can be so damned daft,' she thought to herself. She stood up and collected the journal she had thrown then she slumped to the floor disappointed, for being so rash in her decision to just up and leave.
Someone knocked on the cabin door, she looked up, "Who is it?"
"Will Turner, Cat. May I come in?" She looked back at the floor and stated, "Come in."
Will entered the room and noticed her on the floor looking melancholy. He went to her and kneeled.
"What's wrong Cat?" He asked touching her shoulder.
"Nothing for you to worry about Will. I'm fine." She looked up and meekly smiled.
"Why are you so sad then?" He stood.
"I don't know, just because. Anyway what did you come for, not to be rude…just wondering?" She asked standing, he offered his hand to help her.
"Jack asked me to come and check on you. Are you sure you're fine?" He asked again.
"Yes Will, I'm fine." She set the journal back on the table.
"Jack says we should be arriving in Tortuga soon." Will stated to start some kind of conversation.
"Tortuga? I've heard of that place. Full of sin Father said." Catherine laughed.
"You may be right about it being full of sin. With pirates being around the place, it'll linger for a bit longer." Will sat in a chair.
"Has Elizabeth been there?"
"Not that I know of. I doubt that she would approve of such a place." Will smirked.
"She'll lighten up, she always does. Usually she's always come across as a girl who wouldn't get her hands dirty, but as soon as you turned your back on her, she's out playing in the dirt." Catherine smiled.
A soft knock on the door interrupted their mini conversation. Catherine went to open the door and found Elizabeth standing there.
"Taken my Will as a hostage Cat?" Elizabeth asked in mock anger.
"Only for a while dear." They laughed.
"You two are very odd indeed." Will commented from across the room. Will stood saying, "I'll now go back to my work so the two of you may gossip." Catherine and Elizabeth looked at each other and laughed.
Author's Note: I wish I could figure out how to bold and italic stuff on here, it would make this a bit easier to read sometimes. Sorry about taking so long to post this. I'm starting to get stumped and it's annoying me to no end. Thanks to everyone who has commented and if you have any ideas on where this "should" go, please feel free to im me on aol or just type in chazybby@hotmail.com on MSN. I'm on both of them. Thanks. ~Fandonia
Elizabeth was watching Will who was off climbing the rigging fixing what needed to be fixed. He had no fear, at least it seemed that way. She smiled thinking of that first time they had ever met. It wasn't some grand event that first time, it was more of a bittersweet moment if anything. Will was just a young lad and Elizabeth ordered to watch over him, with the ironical part being that she was about the same age as he. What did she know about taking care of a young boy? She did what her Father told her to do, knowing that it was mainly to stop any forthcoming questions from her young mind.
Elizabeth sat there reminiscing about the past that she never noticed Will coming up to her. Will smirked at the look on her face, and gently tapped her shoulder.
"What are you off dreaming about?" He asked sitting next to her.
"To be honest…you." She blushed slightly.
"Me? And what do I owe such a honor?" Elizabeth simply smiled and stated, "Because you're you I guess." Will kissed her cheek
"Have you realized that Catherine has picked up on you?" Elizabeth asked.
"Picked up what on me?" Will was curious to know, he had no secrets to hide…anymore.
"That you're not a blacksmith by descent."
"Did you ever tell her the truth?"
"No, I didn't feel the need to. She doesn't care. She says you give yourself away by how happy you are."
"She's right. I am happy, this is my right Elizabeth, I am but a blacksmith by trade and a pirate by nature."
"Funny, she said the same thing to me earlier. She does have a knack for just knowing things about people. Do you care that she knows the truth about you?" Elizabeth asked, simply to have more of a conversation going on instead of the boisterous laughter, singing, and Mr. Cotton's Parrot talking for no real reason but to make noise like everyone else.
"No I don't care, as a matter of fact I think it's a good thing that she does know. Soon you and I will be married and she'll be family, what should I care if she knows or not about my past?" Will asked Elizabeth who was thinking of something to say.
"I suppose it doesn't matter, she's never cared about trivial things like society. She's always been like that since I can remember." Elizabeth said smiling, hugged Will and said, "So you can guarantee that she'll be the first one to accept anything out of the ordinary with us." Elizabeth laughed as Will joined in.
"Then she shall not be disappointed." Will concluded as Elizabeth continued her laughter.
~*~
Jack looked out at Will and Elizabeth, realizing that, for one of few times, his decision has been a good one. Elizabeth needed to be away from the ideals that she's used to and Will just needed to be himself, so for Jack deciding to get them to leave together was actually a good idea of his. Proud of himself at the moment, he took a long drink of rum.
He looked out and noticed that they should soon be coming up on Tortuga. Jack thought it would be interesting to see what Elizabeth's reaction to the place would be. He could just imagine the look of shock spread across her face in an instant, but had a feeling that Catherine would in intrigued, then again, he could be wrong. He just hoped for no more run-ins with the ladies of the night that usually resulted in being slapped. His brow furrowed at that thought, but vanished as soon as he saw Anamaria coming up to join him.
"Ana, how are ye this fine morn?" Jack asked tipping his hat.
"Jack 'tis high noon." Ana laughed putting her hands on her hips.
"Must be the rum, made me lose track of the time." He said looking at the bottle, as if it were going to give him an answer to the reason for this mistake in time.
"Aye, could be, or it could be the bonnie lass you've got in your cabin Captain." She said smiling.
"It's not Catherine Ana." Jack said, not so sure of himself.
"If ye say so Jack." Ana stated walking away taking a bag with her.
Jack watched Ana leave him. They knew of each other, but never got to know one another until they were older. They're still friends, but friends with a history peppered with piracy.
Ana grew up in Tortuga, her mother just one of the many ladies of the night. Ana's father was a crewmember of some random pirate ship that happened to dock in Tortuga. The first time Jack saw Ana, since joining up with William Turner, was when she was working the tavern as a strumpet, something she said she wouldn't follow her mother into, but did to make ends meet. She was always feisty and could normally keep her own when it came to drunken men and pirates wanting a piece of her. One night while Jack was drinking with William Turner, he noticed a group of men cornering a young lass. William looked at him and told him that it wasn't in his best interest to interfere. Jack went over there anyway and asked what was going on, when this packs' leader looked at him and said 'do you wish to join in on the fun?' The young lass, who was on the verge of tears, looked at him helplessly because Jack was indeed another pirate to add to the bunch.
He remembered the frightened look on her face and told the man that he had already paid for the night, so she was his. The older man wanted to start a fight, but noticed that Jack was with William "Bootstrap Bill" Turner, the group then decided that they would pursue another strumpet that night and let this one be.
Jack remembered this like it was yesterday, especially when he thought it was the same girl he knew of as a child. He had to know if his suspicions were right.
"What be your name love?" He asked with a name already in his mind.
"Anamaria, or Ana if you like. What do I owe ye since I have, now, no work to do? I thank ye for saving me, but I'm a far cry from a damsel in distress." Her deep brown eyes penetrated into his.
"I'm sure that we can work something out." He smiled.
That night Ana, belonged to Jack, childhood acquaintances who were grown up now and pursuing each other. Just that Ana was another strumpet to add to the ever-growing list of females that Jack had his way with, but with Ana it was a different story. She never hated him for being with the others; he is only a man, besides he gave her a new life. Ana became something for herself, acquired a small boat and eventually came to become a very close comrade to Jack…even if Gibbs had issues from the start.
~*~
Catherine sat at the table idly playing with the charm of the necklace she wore. Her mother gave it to her before she died, saying that it was her grandmother's old rosary cross, which had broke after years of use. Her mother's grandfather gave her the small cross on a ribbon to use as a necklace after the passing of her grandmother. Catherine received the small trinket as a token of a mother's undying love. She had changed the ribbon many times since she had accepted it from her mother and wore it everyday.
She looked back at her leather-bound journal, picked it up and threw it across the room. 'How in bloody hell did I get myself into this, knowing that there is a man who has a love for me that no one else has ever displayed before? All in search of a freedom, for an escape from the tribulations of luxury; God I am so proud! Here I am looking out for my own desires when I leave everything behind going to some unknown destination, I swear Catherine you can be so damned daft,' she thought to herself. She stood up and collected the journal she had thrown then she slumped to the floor disappointed, for being so rash in her decision to just up and leave.
Someone knocked on the cabin door, she looked up, "Who is it?"
"Will Turner, Cat. May I come in?" She looked back at the floor and stated, "Come in."
Will entered the room and noticed her on the floor looking melancholy. He went to her and kneeled.
"What's wrong Cat?" He asked touching her shoulder.
"Nothing for you to worry about Will. I'm fine." She looked up and meekly smiled.
"Why are you so sad then?" He stood.
"I don't know, just because. Anyway what did you come for, not to be rude…just wondering?" She asked standing, he offered his hand to help her.
"Jack asked me to come and check on you. Are you sure you're fine?" He asked again.
"Yes Will, I'm fine." She set the journal back on the table.
"Jack says we should be arriving in Tortuga soon." Will stated to start some kind of conversation.
"Tortuga? I've heard of that place. Full of sin Father said." Catherine laughed.
"You may be right about it being full of sin. With pirates being around the place, it'll linger for a bit longer." Will sat in a chair.
"Has Elizabeth been there?"
"Not that I know of. I doubt that she would approve of such a place." Will smirked.
"She'll lighten up, she always does. Usually she's always come across as a girl who wouldn't get her hands dirty, but as soon as you turned your back on her, she's out playing in the dirt." Catherine smiled.
A soft knock on the door interrupted their mini conversation. Catherine went to open the door and found Elizabeth standing there.
"Taken my Will as a hostage Cat?" Elizabeth asked in mock anger.
"Only for a while dear." They laughed.
"You two are very odd indeed." Will commented from across the room. Will stood saying, "I'll now go back to my work so the two of you may gossip." Catherine and Elizabeth looked at each other and laughed.
Author's Note: I wish I could figure out how to bold and italic stuff on here, it would make this a bit easier to read sometimes. Sorry about taking so long to post this. I'm starting to get stumped and it's annoying me to no end. Thanks to everyone who has commented and if you have any ideas on where this "should" go, please feel free to im me on aol or just type in chazybby@hotmail.com on MSN. I'm on both of them. Thanks. ~Fandonia
