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from it. It belong to Jerry Bruckheimer, Gore Verbinski, and Disney.
Jack was exhausted, but still he clung to the wheel. The crew was scuttling around, trying to keep the Pearl upright. Everyone had been working in shifts, save Jack, who had been up fighting the storm for four hours into the night. Gibbs beckoned two sailors and pointed to Jack.
"Go get him, put him in his cabin! He's gotta get some sleep!" Gibbs shouted above the wailing, shrieking wind and the constant crash of waves. Gibbs followed the men and took over the helm as they grabbed Jack and carried him to his room. He fell asleep as they were carrying him, going limp and far into sleep. The men kicked his door open and put him down on the left side of the bed, pausing to pull the covers over him. Then they hurried out into the storm.
The ship was back to it's gentle rocking when Jen's eyes opened.
"I've gone blind!" Jen muttered when she opened her eyes. She could see nothing. There was darkness in front of her. Fighting away panic, she thought back to what she could last remember. 'Jack locked me in a room, and I got into bed and fell asleep. Where did he put me anyway?' She wondered. A loud, disgruntled snore interrupted her train of thought.
"Nicole?" She asked, wondering how she had ended up in Nicole's room. Since when did Nicole snore so deeply? And why was it still dark? She felt like she had been sleeping for hours. Suddenly, Jen's mind snagged on something. The first day she was on the ship and walking around, she had tried to sneak up the stairs, but Jack had come up behind her. He had come out of a door, the first one on the left. And last night, Jack had pushed her through the doorway of the first door on the left. Jen was beginning to feel nervous. She thought back to what she had seen upon entering the room the previous night. Empty bottles, piles of clothes, there had been a desk with many papers upon it.
"Oh no." Jen gasped, swearing silently. She was still lying on the bed she realized as she felt it shift beneath her. She tried to scoot the opposite way of which she was facing. But she couldn't. She was imprisoned; something was holding her tightly in one spot. Scared, she began to thrash, clawing at whatever solid object was in front of her, fighting tooth and nail to be free. Suddenly, there was light. Jack moved back, looking down at the furious face glaring at him. He looked around. He gave a loud shout as he was suddenly startled.
"What in bloody hell are you doing in my bed?" He demanded.
"You put me here last night!" Jen shrieked. Jack narrowed his eyes, thinking about last night.
"I didn't tell you make yerself at home, savvy?" He snapped.
"Well what was I supposed to do?" Jen snarled back. Jack was at a loss for words.
"That's not my problem!" He finally replied. Fixing a scowl upon her face, Jen started to rise, but found herself still trapped.
"Let me up, you scum!" Jen demanded. A smug look was fixated on Jack's face.
"I can't luv. You see, you're wrapped around me even more so than I around you." Jen found to her complete horror, that this was true. Despite the fact that his arms were locked around her waist, her own arms were around his waist, and one of her legs was slung over his.
"Isn't this a cozy little situation?" He teased. Blushing horrible, Jen released his waist and removed her leg. She forced his arms off her waist and scurried out of bed. Even more to her horror she realized she was wearing naught but her underclothes. Completely red with shame, she thought quickly and grabbed the comforter off the bed, wrapping it around her. Jack moaned at the sudden cold.
"Get out!" She demanded. He opened his eyes and turned his head to face her, while still lying on the bed.
"This is my room. Why should I get out?" He asked. She glared daggers at him.
"Because I need to get my clothes on and I can't walk out of the room in nothing but sheets!" She fumed. Jack grinned.
"It's a step up from what you had on the first time you were on the ship." He teased. Hiding her grin, Jen sighed in frustration.
"Fine." Quickly, she dropped the comforter and flung it at him, aiming for his head. She stepped into her dress and quickly pulled it up. Jack got up and watched her struggle to tie the dress up in the back. He stepped over the empty bottles and shooed away her hands from the laces.
"Here." He said, beginning to tie it. Jen pulled her hair out of the way.
"Thank you." His fingers nimbly laced it and he stepped away.
"No problem." He headed for the door.
"Okay, you come up a few minutes later. Can't have it looking like we slept in the same bed!" Jack said with a wink. He opened the door, shut it behind him, and hurried up the stairs. Minutes passed, and Jen followed. She looked around. Nicole was having an animated conversation with Mr. Cotton's parrot, Anna Maria was at the helm, and Gibbs and Jack were talking.
"Jack!" Jen called, hurrying over. "How much longer until you get to this necklace?" She asked.
"Judging by how quickly that storm carried us closer, I'd say we have three days. The return trip to Port Royal will take another six days." Jen nodded.
"Right."
"Jen! Come here!" Nicole called excitedly. Jen went to her sister's side.
"What is it?"
"Cotton's parrot says that there are dolphins in the water!"
"The.parrot said this?" Jen asked.
"Yes! Now help me look!" Nicole commanded. Together the girls scanned the water. A flash of silver caught Jen's eye.
"There!" She cried. The sisters watched the dolphins leap in the waves the ship created.
"Oh, do you see the baby one?" Nicole asked.
"Where?"
"Right there!" Nicole replied, pointing at a spot in the water. Jen leaned over to get a better view and.(DUN DUN DUN) down she fell into the water below. The last thing she thought of before she hit the water was 'This just keeps getting better and better.'
Jack was exhausted, but still he clung to the wheel. The crew was scuttling around, trying to keep the Pearl upright. Everyone had been working in shifts, save Jack, who had been up fighting the storm for four hours into the night. Gibbs beckoned two sailors and pointed to Jack.
"Go get him, put him in his cabin! He's gotta get some sleep!" Gibbs shouted above the wailing, shrieking wind and the constant crash of waves. Gibbs followed the men and took over the helm as they grabbed Jack and carried him to his room. He fell asleep as they were carrying him, going limp and far into sleep. The men kicked his door open and put him down on the left side of the bed, pausing to pull the covers over him. Then they hurried out into the storm.
The ship was back to it's gentle rocking when Jen's eyes opened.
"I've gone blind!" Jen muttered when she opened her eyes. She could see nothing. There was darkness in front of her. Fighting away panic, she thought back to what she could last remember. 'Jack locked me in a room, and I got into bed and fell asleep. Where did he put me anyway?' She wondered. A loud, disgruntled snore interrupted her train of thought.
"Nicole?" She asked, wondering how she had ended up in Nicole's room. Since when did Nicole snore so deeply? And why was it still dark? She felt like she had been sleeping for hours. Suddenly, Jen's mind snagged on something. The first day she was on the ship and walking around, she had tried to sneak up the stairs, but Jack had come up behind her. He had come out of a door, the first one on the left. And last night, Jack had pushed her through the doorway of the first door on the left. Jen was beginning to feel nervous. She thought back to what she had seen upon entering the room the previous night. Empty bottles, piles of clothes, there had been a desk with many papers upon it.
"Oh no." Jen gasped, swearing silently. She was still lying on the bed she realized as she felt it shift beneath her. She tried to scoot the opposite way of which she was facing. But she couldn't. She was imprisoned; something was holding her tightly in one spot. Scared, she began to thrash, clawing at whatever solid object was in front of her, fighting tooth and nail to be free. Suddenly, there was light. Jack moved back, looking down at the furious face glaring at him. He looked around. He gave a loud shout as he was suddenly startled.
"What in bloody hell are you doing in my bed?" He demanded.
"You put me here last night!" Jen shrieked. Jack narrowed his eyes, thinking about last night.
"I didn't tell you make yerself at home, savvy?" He snapped.
"Well what was I supposed to do?" Jen snarled back. Jack was at a loss for words.
"That's not my problem!" He finally replied. Fixing a scowl upon her face, Jen started to rise, but found herself still trapped.
"Let me up, you scum!" Jen demanded. A smug look was fixated on Jack's face.
"I can't luv. You see, you're wrapped around me even more so than I around you." Jen found to her complete horror, that this was true. Despite the fact that his arms were locked around her waist, her own arms were around his waist, and one of her legs was slung over his.
"Isn't this a cozy little situation?" He teased. Blushing horrible, Jen released his waist and removed her leg. She forced his arms off her waist and scurried out of bed. Even more to her horror she realized she was wearing naught but her underclothes. Completely red with shame, she thought quickly and grabbed the comforter off the bed, wrapping it around her. Jack moaned at the sudden cold.
"Get out!" She demanded. He opened his eyes and turned his head to face her, while still lying on the bed.
"This is my room. Why should I get out?" He asked. She glared daggers at him.
"Because I need to get my clothes on and I can't walk out of the room in nothing but sheets!" She fumed. Jack grinned.
"It's a step up from what you had on the first time you were on the ship." He teased. Hiding her grin, Jen sighed in frustration.
"Fine." Quickly, she dropped the comforter and flung it at him, aiming for his head. She stepped into her dress and quickly pulled it up. Jack got up and watched her struggle to tie the dress up in the back. He stepped over the empty bottles and shooed away her hands from the laces.
"Here." He said, beginning to tie it. Jen pulled her hair out of the way.
"Thank you." His fingers nimbly laced it and he stepped away.
"No problem." He headed for the door.
"Okay, you come up a few minutes later. Can't have it looking like we slept in the same bed!" Jack said with a wink. He opened the door, shut it behind him, and hurried up the stairs. Minutes passed, and Jen followed. She looked around. Nicole was having an animated conversation with Mr. Cotton's parrot, Anna Maria was at the helm, and Gibbs and Jack were talking.
"Jack!" Jen called, hurrying over. "How much longer until you get to this necklace?" She asked.
"Judging by how quickly that storm carried us closer, I'd say we have three days. The return trip to Port Royal will take another six days." Jen nodded.
"Right."
"Jen! Come here!" Nicole called excitedly. Jen went to her sister's side.
"What is it?"
"Cotton's parrot says that there are dolphins in the water!"
"The.parrot said this?" Jen asked.
"Yes! Now help me look!" Nicole commanded. Together the girls scanned the water. A flash of silver caught Jen's eye.
"There!" She cried. The sisters watched the dolphins leap in the waves the ship created.
"Oh, do you see the baby one?" Nicole asked.
"Where?"
"Right there!" Nicole replied, pointing at a spot in the water. Jen leaned over to get a better view and.(DUN DUN DUN) down she fell into the water below. The last thing she thought of before she hit the water was 'This just keeps getting better and better.'
