DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. THE CHARACTER OF ISABEL DOES. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
The room was deeply hazy. The people surrounding her were deep blurs of colors and smells. She could barely make out the person standing over her as she hit the floor. An arm reached out to help her up but she kept missing it. This was certainly no fun. She squinted her eyes to try and focus on the person in front her. "Oh it's you." she slurred.
Jack looked down at Isabel and frowned. She had only had two mugs. Oh well this would surely be fun. Jack knelt down and tried to pick up the young woman. Isabel looked up at him with those big brown eyes of hers. "Oh Jack. There you are. I thought you had left me." Her drunk giggles kicked up the noise in the place. "Your so pretty Jack." she slurred as her head slumped against his shoulder.
Jack weaved in and out of the loud crowd. The passed out body of Isabel Turner lay in his arms. Her head was laying limply on his shoulder. "They always pass out on me." he muttered. Women could never stomach rum he figured. Jack had no idea what he was to do with her. He certainly couldn't take her back to the Pearl tonight. Will would most certainly have his head.
Jack stumbled upon an inn called the Black Bird Inn. He kicked open the door and walked inside. This place was deeply fimliar. He had spent many a night here. "I need a room." he slurred. A gracious keep lead him to a room and left him with the key. Jack stumbled inside trying not to drop the sleeping woman in his arms. "You sure are heavy luv." he muttered under his breath.
Slowly Jack lowered her on the bed. He watched as her sleeping form rolled over and curled in a ball. Jack stood back and pulled a half empty bottle of rum from his jacket. "Cheers darling." he mumbled as he raised the bottle in her direction. He guzzled down the warm burning liquid. His head started to pound and the room started to spin. The bed that the sleeping Isabel lay in started to look awfully comfortable to Jack.
Jack flopped down on the bed and closed his eyes. The empty bottle of rum dropped from his hand and landed on the floor with a loud thump. Neither of the two bodies in the bed heard it as they drifted off into a drunken sleep.
~*~
The sounds of the world were beginnig to seep back into Isabel's ears. As she opened her eyes her vision adjusted and was no longer hazy. It was then that she noticed she was in a strange room. There was loud and annoying snoring coming from somewhere in the room. Isabel stood up and instantly regretted it. The room started to spin. She raised a hand to her head and let out a pain filled moan. "Oh bloody..."
Isabel laid back down on the bed and closed her eyes. The snoring made it back into her head and made her realize she was not alone. "What the...." she mumbled. She slowly turned her head and came face to face with Jack. He was dead asleep. She let out a loud shriek and tumbled off the bed. The loud sound it made shook Jack out of his drunken sleep.
"Why's the rum gone?" she heard him mutter. She listened as he sat up slowly on the bed. She heard him groan oviously realizing he had drunken as much rum as she had. Isabel still continued to lay on her back on the floor. She didn't dare more. For the sake of her head and the fact that she didn't want Jack to find her.
Isabel heard the sound of blankets moving and the bed creaking. Slowly Jack's face appeared over the side of the bed and looked down at her. "Mornin luv. How'd you sleep?" His voice was thick and slurred. "Wonderful." she muttered. "Well then what the bloody hell are you doing on the floor." Isabel looked at him with annoyance. "I'm not moving cause my head feels as if it will explode. Also I am wondering how I ended up in the same room as you."
Jack offered her that sly smirk of his. "You fell at my feet luv. Too much rum." Isabel groaned and leaned up slightly off the floor. "If my father...." she trailed off when she heard the door behind her opening. Isabel turned her head and saw her father standing at the door. Gibbs was behind him snickering. They must have been a sight. Isabel was sprawled on the floor and Jack was leaning over the side of the bed looking at her.
"Isabel Elizabeth Sparrow Turner." Isabel cringed at the sound of her full name. "Get up here now." Isabel cringed as she tried to lift herself up from the floor. As she stood the room started to spin again. "I think I need to sit down." Will walked over to her and grabbed her arm. "I don't think so young lady. As for you Jack..." Jack looked up at the sound of his name. "I can't believe you would do this. She's a child for God's sake."
Isabel turned her head sharply at her father. "I am not a child." she said with anger in her voice. She ripped her arm loose from his grip and headed for the door. "I'm going to the Pearl." she muttered. Isabel made sure to slam the door behind her.
After Isabel left Will turned back to Jack. "Honestly Jack. I thought you would at least have the thought to take care of her. No, instead you decided to be the same childish you." Jack smirked and raised himself up off the bed. He swaggered over to Will and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Mate, untie your corset. She's young woman. Let her go." Jack raised his hand and swaggered over to the door.
~*~
Isabel stormed the stairs and rushed past her questioning mother. "Leave me alone!" she shouted. She rushed past the quiet inn keep and out the door of the inn. The blazing sun outside hit her eyes and she covered them. Slowly she headed towards the Pearl.
Isabel walked onto the pearl and down towards the room. She flopped down on her bed and sighed. Her father was always like this. He treated her as if she was a little child. She was nineteen years old! She hated it. If she could she would leave them forever. She would find her own ship and crew and sail the blue waters of the Caribbean.
"Isabel?" She heard the soft voice of her mother. "Isabel let me in." Isabel sighed and opened her door. Her mother held a bucket of water in her hands. "I brought water for your bath. You always liked baths. They calm you down." Isabel had to let out a little smile. Her mother was always trying to cheer her up. She loved her mother.
Elizabeth walked in and out of the room until she had filled the small bath basin with enough warm water. Isabel sat on a chair next to the bath basin and her mother sat on her bed. "Your father wants to speak with you." Isabel let out a small snort of laughter. "Well I do not wish to speak with him. I'm tired of it mother. He still treats me as if I am a little child. I am grown woman." Isabel looked at the small frown that formed at the corner of her mother's mouth.
Elizabeth looked up towards her daughter. "I know." Isabel tried not to shake from the rage. "It's not like I did anything wrong! Why is he like that?" Elizabeth sighed. "I know. Your father is just trying to protect you. He is looking out for you. He doesn't want you to live the same life that he did." Isabel laughed at this. "Oh but he seems to live it himself! It's okay for him but not for me! God!"
Elizabeth stood up off her daughter's bed and moved towards the door. "Just give him a chance Isabel. He's your father." Elizabeth left the room and Isabel slumped against her chair. "Give him a chance." she muttered. Isabel soon heard the door open again. "I said I don't want to speak to him!" she shouted.
"I'm deeply offened luv. It was me after all who looked after you last night." Isabel jumped when she heard Jack's fimilar voice. She slowly turned to see him standing in the closed doorway. "What do you want Jack?" Isabel shot him an irriated look. "I just want to know why you won't be speaking to me, luv." Jack made his usual insane hand gestures and slurred his words. God, she hated him sometimes.
Isabel dipped her hand in the water and sighed when it seemed to be growing colder. "Could you please leave Jack? I would like to take a bath before the water turns cold. I am not particually thrilled about you standing there. If you want something please say it now. Or else you can just leave me alone." Isabel's voice was cold and annoyed.
Jack just continued to stare. "Do I have to slap you Jack?" Isabel smiled when Jack frowned and swung towards the door. "That's what I thought." she muttered when he left the room.
~*~
"You raised a fiesty one there Will." Will turned his head to come face to face with Jack's leering face. "Thank you Jack. I am quite aware of it as you can see." Will turned back towards the sea and tried to ignore Jack. Will learned that was not a very easy thing to do. "Jack could you please tell me what exactly you were thinking last night?"
Jack smirked. "Well Isabel scared off good company. I thought I be doing good to get some fun out of the night. Women can not handle the rum mate. And you forgot one thing mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack smirked again and swaggered off to regain the ship from Anamaria.
Will sighed and looked back up at the light sky. Somewhere off in the ship he heard yelling and arguing. Then he heard a loud scream. "Isabel." he whispered.
Will ran down towards Isabel's room and flung open her door. He stopped dead in his tracks. Isabel was toppled over in the tub basin fully clothed and Jack was standing in the corner laughing. "Jack what the bloody hell is going on here?" Will shouted. Isabel stood up on the ground sopping wet. A look of embrassment and rage on her face. "Harmless fun Will." Jack replied.
The room was deeply hazy. The people surrounding her were deep blurs of colors and smells. She could barely make out the person standing over her as she hit the floor. An arm reached out to help her up but she kept missing it. This was certainly no fun. She squinted her eyes to try and focus on the person in front her. "Oh it's you." she slurred.
Jack looked down at Isabel and frowned. She had only had two mugs. Oh well this would surely be fun. Jack knelt down and tried to pick up the young woman. Isabel looked up at him with those big brown eyes of hers. "Oh Jack. There you are. I thought you had left me." Her drunk giggles kicked up the noise in the place. "Your so pretty Jack." she slurred as her head slumped against his shoulder.
Jack weaved in and out of the loud crowd. The passed out body of Isabel Turner lay in his arms. Her head was laying limply on his shoulder. "They always pass out on me." he muttered. Women could never stomach rum he figured. Jack had no idea what he was to do with her. He certainly couldn't take her back to the Pearl tonight. Will would most certainly have his head.
Jack stumbled upon an inn called the Black Bird Inn. He kicked open the door and walked inside. This place was deeply fimliar. He had spent many a night here. "I need a room." he slurred. A gracious keep lead him to a room and left him with the key. Jack stumbled inside trying not to drop the sleeping woman in his arms. "You sure are heavy luv." he muttered under his breath.
Slowly Jack lowered her on the bed. He watched as her sleeping form rolled over and curled in a ball. Jack stood back and pulled a half empty bottle of rum from his jacket. "Cheers darling." he mumbled as he raised the bottle in her direction. He guzzled down the warm burning liquid. His head started to pound and the room started to spin. The bed that the sleeping Isabel lay in started to look awfully comfortable to Jack.
Jack flopped down on the bed and closed his eyes. The empty bottle of rum dropped from his hand and landed on the floor with a loud thump. Neither of the two bodies in the bed heard it as they drifted off into a drunken sleep.
~*~
The sounds of the world were beginnig to seep back into Isabel's ears. As she opened her eyes her vision adjusted and was no longer hazy. It was then that she noticed she was in a strange room. There was loud and annoying snoring coming from somewhere in the room. Isabel stood up and instantly regretted it. The room started to spin. She raised a hand to her head and let out a pain filled moan. "Oh bloody..."
Isabel laid back down on the bed and closed her eyes. The snoring made it back into her head and made her realize she was not alone. "What the...." she mumbled. She slowly turned her head and came face to face with Jack. He was dead asleep. She let out a loud shriek and tumbled off the bed. The loud sound it made shook Jack out of his drunken sleep.
"Why's the rum gone?" she heard him mutter. She listened as he sat up slowly on the bed. She heard him groan oviously realizing he had drunken as much rum as she had. Isabel still continued to lay on her back on the floor. She didn't dare more. For the sake of her head and the fact that she didn't want Jack to find her.
Isabel heard the sound of blankets moving and the bed creaking. Slowly Jack's face appeared over the side of the bed and looked down at her. "Mornin luv. How'd you sleep?" His voice was thick and slurred. "Wonderful." she muttered. "Well then what the bloody hell are you doing on the floor." Isabel looked at him with annoyance. "I'm not moving cause my head feels as if it will explode. Also I am wondering how I ended up in the same room as you."
Jack offered her that sly smirk of his. "You fell at my feet luv. Too much rum." Isabel groaned and leaned up slightly off the floor. "If my father...." she trailed off when she heard the door behind her opening. Isabel turned her head and saw her father standing at the door. Gibbs was behind him snickering. They must have been a sight. Isabel was sprawled on the floor and Jack was leaning over the side of the bed looking at her.
"Isabel Elizabeth Sparrow Turner." Isabel cringed at the sound of her full name. "Get up here now." Isabel cringed as she tried to lift herself up from the floor. As she stood the room started to spin again. "I think I need to sit down." Will walked over to her and grabbed her arm. "I don't think so young lady. As for you Jack..." Jack looked up at the sound of his name. "I can't believe you would do this. She's a child for God's sake."
Isabel turned her head sharply at her father. "I am not a child." she said with anger in her voice. She ripped her arm loose from his grip and headed for the door. "I'm going to the Pearl." she muttered. Isabel made sure to slam the door behind her.
After Isabel left Will turned back to Jack. "Honestly Jack. I thought you would at least have the thought to take care of her. No, instead you decided to be the same childish you." Jack smirked and raised himself up off the bed. He swaggered over to Will and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Mate, untie your corset. She's young woman. Let her go." Jack raised his hand and swaggered over to the door.
~*~
Isabel stormed the stairs and rushed past her questioning mother. "Leave me alone!" she shouted. She rushed past the quiet inn keep and out the door of the inn. The blazing sun outside hit her eyes and she covered them. Slowly she headed towards the Pearl.
Isabel walked onto the pearl and down towards the room. She flopped down on her bed and sighed. Her father was always like this. He treated her as if she was a little child. She was nineteen years old! She hated it. If she could she would leave them forever. She would find her own ship and crew and sail the blue waters of the Caribbean.
"Isabel?" She heard the soft voice of her mother. "Isabel let me in." Isabel sighed and opened her door. Her mother held a bucket of water in her hands. "I brought water for your bath. You always liked baths. They calm you down." Isabel had to let out a little smile. Her mother was always trying to cheer her up. She loved her mother.
Elizabeth walked in and out of the room until she had filled the small bath basin with enough warm water. Isabel sat on a chair next to the bath basin and her mother sat on her bed. "Your father wants to speak with you." Isabel let out a small snort of laughter. "Well I do not wish to speak with him. I'm tired of it mother. He still treats me as if I am a little child. I am grown woman." Isabel looked at the small frown that formed at the corner of her mother's mouth.
Elizabeth looked up towards her daughter. "I know." Isabel tried not to shake from the rage. "It's not like I did anything wrong! Why is he like that?" Elizabeth sighed. "I know. Your father is just trying to protect you. He is looking out for you. He doesn't want you to live the same life that he did." Isabel laughed at this. "Oh but he seems to live it himself! It's okay for him but not for me! God!"
Elizabeth stood up off her daughter's bed and moved towards the door. "Just give him a chance Isabel. He's your father." Elizabeth left the room and Isabel slumped against her chair. "Give him a chance." she muttered. Isabel soon heard the door open again. "I said I don't want to speak to him!" she shouted.
"I'm deeply offened luv. It was me after all who looked after you last night." Isabel jumped when she heard Jack's fimilar voice. She slowly turned to see him standing in the closed doorway. "What do you want Jack?" Isabel shot him an irriated look. "I just want to know why you won't be speaking to me, luv." Jack made his usual insane hand gestures and slurred his words. God, she hated him sometimes.
Isabel dipped her hand in the water and sighed when it seemed to be growing colder. "Could you please leave Jack? I would like to take a bath before the water turns cold. I am not particually thrilled about you standing there. If you want something please say it now. Or else you can just leave me alone." Isabel's voice was cold and annoyed.
Jack just continued to stare. "Do I have to slap you Jack?" Isabel smiled when Jack frowned and swung towards the door. "That's what I thought." she muttered when he left the room.
~*~
"You raised a fiesty one there Will." Will turned his head to come face to face with Jack's leering face. "Thank you Jack. I am quite aware of it as you can see." Will turned back towards the sea and tried to ignore Jack. Will learned that was not a very easy thing to do. "Jack could you please tell me what exactly you were thinking last night?"
Jack smirked. "Well Isabel scared off good company. I thought I be doing good to get some fun out of the night. Women can not handle the rum mate. And you forgot one thing mate, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack smirked again and swaggered off to regain the ship from Anamaria.
Will sighed and looked back up at the light sky. Somewhere off in the ship he heard yelling and arguing. Then he heard a loud scream. "Isabel." he whispered.
Will ran down towards Isabel's room and flung open her door. He stopped dead in his tracks. Isabel was toppled over in the tub basin fully clothed and Jack was standing in the corner laughing. "Jack what the bloody hell is going on here?" Will shouted. Isabel stood up on the ground sopping wet. A look of embrassment and rage on her face. "Harmless fun Will." Jack replied.