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It took about five minutes just for Felicia to get up the courage to venture out of Jack's cabin. A quick search of the room had produced her boots sitting alone in a corner. When she slipped them on she finally remembered about the pistol that was once hidden in there, and made a mental note to ask Jack what he did with it. She decided that if she was going to be stuck on this boat—ship, then she was at least going to know her way around it.
She slowly creaked the door open, and crept out. She had been totally confident about her decision before, but now she was a bit nervous. She didn't really want the crew to see her in her disheveled ness. She hadn't taken a shower in four days! …but maybe no one would notice. The gentle swaying of the ship, and the turn in direction indicated that they were heading to Port Royal. She wondered what she should do when she got there. It would be easy enough to disappear…but this whole adventure thing seemed pretty exciting. …and then there was Jack. ;) Once they docked, she could easily slip into the crowd, and this Jack Sparrow guy would have no easy time of it trying to find her. But she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to leave.
Making her way along the deck, she jumped once again as the now familiar puppy came bounding toward her and had jumped against her legs, then skid across her feet. The dog was shortly followed by Will who had been chasing Mic quite closely, and he almost went plowing right into Felicia.
Will stood from his low running squat (which was how he had been chasing Mic) and he stood up and faced Felicia almost guiltily. "Hi…Will Turner." He said, offering her his hand.
"Felicia Adams." They shake hands.
"So…yeah." Will had absolutely no clue what he should say to her. When Elizabeth had left him, he figured that it was just him, and that no females liked him. He sometimes wished he could be more like Jack; he never had any trouble rounding up a date. Will figured that if he stayed with Jack on the Black Pearl he only had to deal with a bunch of pirates…and Anamaria, and she was alright.
Felicia stared up at Will thoughtfully, then glanced around at all of the roughneck pirates surrounding them…somehow he didn't fit in. One look at his "puppy dog eyes", and she knew that he had been hurt in the past. Will wore his expressions on his sleeve. It wasn't hard to tell if he was really ticked off, or upset or anything else. He wasn't the pirate type…that much was obvious. "Who was she?"
"Beg your pardon?" Will asked, his surprise written clearly over his whole face.
"The woman that hurt you so." She paused then smiled at him mischievously. "Or are you about to tell me that you've always been a pirate?" She shrugged and winked at him. "Call it a woman's intuition." She wasn't sure what prompted the next sentence that she said, but it was out of her mouth before she even thought about it. "If you ever need to talk…" She trailed off. Will was about to reply when they heard a voice call out to them. "Felicia!" They both turned to see Anamaria standing there with her arms folded across her chest. She smiled at Felicia. "Now let's see what we can do about getting you some new clothes."
* * *
Night was just falling as Felicia stared out of Jack's cabin window toward the colorful sunset. Anamaria had borrowed her a tunic and breeches. Then Anamaria had led the way to find Jack, and after much arguing between the two pirates, a smart retort from Jack and a carefully placed slap from Anamaria, she had convinced a very reluctant Jack to let Felicia commandeer his cabin while he slept with the crew below deck. Anamaria's argument was that sleeping below deck was no place for a proper lady. The crew may have honorable intentions, but it was still no place for her. It didn't bother Anamaria staying down there, she'd kick anyone's ass if they so much as looked at her funny, but she wasn't so sure about the woman on the ship. It seemed much safer (much to Jack's chagrin) that she sleep in his cabin, away from the crew.
Felicia turned at the slight knocking coming from the door. She quickly smoothed her breeches and tunic out, and made her way toward the door. She was surprised to find Will there along with Mic and couple cups and pot of coffee. "Hi!" Will said cheerily and grinned at her. "I'm ready for that talk now."
* * *
Jack stared uneasily at the calm water, and the tranquil weather set before him. He couldn't believe he had been kicked out of his own cabin! He was the captain of this ship, and he gets kicked below deck. Now he had to sleep with the rats and the crew. The crew he didn't mind so much, except for their loud snoring and belching when he was trying to sleep…but the rats.
Oi. He could tolerate rats just fine when they were scurrying around the deck; he usually paid no notice to them. But when he was woken up from a deep sleep to the loud screeching of a rat sitting on his chest and staring him in the face…that was the last straw. Especially since it had happened twice in one night! What did these rats find so fascinating about him anyway?
He watched the sun setting slowly and drained the bottle of rum in his hand. The sooner he went to bed, the sooner he would be to finding the treasure…and spending more time with Felicia to find that treasure. He scowled and mentally reprimanded himself; he was supposed to be only interested in the treasure! Repeat after me, Jack. He thought. We're only interested in the treasure.
He nodded to himself in satisfaction, and raised the rum bottle
up to his lips again and scowled at it when he realized that it was empty. He
couldn't sleep below deck without a good night drink! He quickly made his way
toward his cabin. Once he got there it was practically dark, but he could see a
single candle burning through the window. He raised his hand as if to knock,
then scowled at his fist as if it had betrayed him. It was his own cabin! He'd barge in if he bloody well wanted to! He
made the door slam against the wall with an extra bang secretly hoping to surprise
her…but he was the surprised one at what he found.
There on his bed was Felicia…practically sitting
on Will's lap, drinking coffee and playing with the damned dog again. He
growled at them deep in his throat, glared at Will (who gave him his
trademarked "puppy dog" eyes), grabbed his bottle of rum and stormed out
slamming the door behind him. Women!
Jack thought disgustedly.
Felicia blinked and looked toward Will. "What was that all about?" She asked him as she scooted back. She had leaned over him to reach the coffee pot when Jack had stormed in.
Will shrugged, slightly disturbed himself about Jack. It was obvious that he liked the girl, and Will definitely did not want to be in the way of something that Jack wanted. Shrugging mentally he went back to the topic at hand. "So…you think that when we dock in Port Royal…that I should seek her out and talk to her. Look her in the eye and see what she says?" He looked at her beseechingly. "And to stick around no matter how much it hurts…until she's finished?"
Felicia nodded as she sipped her steaming cup of coffee, and scratched Mic behind the ears. "They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul."
"Really?" Will asked, in awe. He had never heard that one before. Obviously he didn't look in the mirror that often when he was having different emotions.
Felicia nodded and assessed Will's eyes closely, not leaning any closer then the few feet away that they were. Will looked back at her a bit nervously. He was a guy, and one thing was always not far from his mind…but he didn't want that with this woman. Especially not if Jack wanted her, but he supposed he should let her down gently, and explain to her that he wasn't available. (Gotta love that male ego) He was just about to speak, but Felicia beat him to it. "Pirating may be in your blood, Will Turner. But it's not who you are." She smiled warmly at him. "Don't give up." She then gave him a peck on the cheek, and pushed him and the dog off the bed and toward the door so that she could get some sleep.
Will left feeling a lot better then he had in a long time. He was about to head down below deck to his quarters when he saw Jack staring into the dark sea. Will let Mic race out ahead of him, and slowly walked toward Jack. "In for the treasure…not the girl." Will heard Jack murmur to himself, then take another swig of rum. "Just the treasure…not the girl."
Will smiled mischievously behind Jack's back. Was Jack actually jealous of him? He then closed the distance and stood next to Jack by the railing. Jack didn't seem to notice until Will leaned over and said ever-so nonchalantly, "Not all treasure is silver and gold…mate." Jack turned at that, and Will left him staring at his back as he sauntered away (doing a very good impression of Jack as he did it) feeling better and better.
* * *
The next week that went by was a blur for everyone. The crew was excited at the prospect that The Cave of Serpentara could offer them. Jack spent his time casually observing Will and Felicia. Felicia spent her time always glancing at Jack, and spending time with Will. Will was content to playing with Mic, teaching him new tricks and practicing with Felicia what he would say to Elizabeth when he saw her.
Jack became more and more jealous of all the time that Will and Felicia were spending together "talking". The two both seemed to have affection for the dog, so they spent even more time together with Mic. Even though Jack hated the furry mutt, he had to begrudgingly admit that he was a smart dog.
Once they set sails for the cave, things would change on this ship, Jack told himself. He wasn't sleeping below deck the whole way there that was for certain! In one night three rats had found their way onto his cot, and his face. It was certainly not what he wanted to wake up to in the early morning.
If Jack judged the time and distance right they should pull into port at about midnight tonight. He glanced up from the ship's helm and glanced toward the high noon sun. Twelve hours until magic time…time to plan. He called for Gibbs to take the helm and went off to find Felicia. He only saw her in passing these days…and it was starting to get on his nerves.
* * *
"Okay Mic…sit…good boy!" Will exclaimed to the dog that was eagerly wagging his tail and waiting for his treat. Will smiled and through it to him watching the puppy jump two feet in the air to catch it. He turned to see Felicia who was staring off into space. She seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Will also noticed how her eyes constantly scanned the deck until they found Jack…or didn't and kept searching. She also brought him up many more time in a conversation then was necessary. It didn't take a genius to see that she was smitten with the captain. Now if only Jack would notice. He really needed himself a steady girl. No more whores from Tortuga. Will wasn't interested in Felicia that way, he saw her has the little sister that he never had.
"Felicia?" Will asked, finally gaining her attention. "What other tricks should we teach him today?"
Before Felicia could answer Jack appeared from seemingly nowhere. "How about to use the privy like the rest of us…and save you some cleaning up, aye Will?" He grinned and winked at Will. "Now that's would I'd like to see. Better then finding a surprise stuck to the bottom of my shoe in the early morning."
"Hello Jack." Felicia said coolly, subconsciously tucking her hair behind her ear.
"'ello, lass." Jack replied back, just as cool. "We'll be dockin' round midnight tonight, God willing." He nodded toward Felicia. "Then we'll be collectin' yer inheritance then, and the crew will be restockin' the supplies." He looked at will slyly. "Even if they 'ave to knock a few heads together to rouse the shopkeepers." He winked again, and Will raised an eyebrow up at him from his spot that he was sitting on the deck. He looked back toward Felicia. "Now, you and me must plan 'ow we want ta get the job done."
Felicia looked at him the whole while he spoke, glad to be near him again. She nodded at him curtly, not showing any emotion. "I'm sure whatever you come up with will be fine. As you can see, Will and I are busy."
Jack looked down to where the dog was curled up on the deck, with Will sprawled out right next to him using the dog's body as a pillow. When Felicia and Jack had been talking, Will had immediately stretched out pretending to be oblivious to the world. Though he was listening to every word. "'ey Will." Jack shouted down toward the former blacksmith to gain his attention. "Will!" He lightly kicked Will in the boot to wake him up. "You awake?"
Will pretended to sleepily sit up and wipe the sleep from his eyes. He looked up at Jack innocently. "Huh?" He noticed Felicia looking at him oddly and tried not to laugh, but a few chuckles escaped.
"What's so funny?" Jack asked. Then he shrugged and cocked his head to the side while he looked down at him. "Ye busy?"
"No Jack…uh…Captain Jack." Will sprang to his feet, and looked at Jack. "Would you like me to do something?"
"No, I just need to borrow Felicia for a bit." Jack replied. He was still a bit jealous of the two of them, but he wasn't going to show that if he could help it.
"Uh…no that's okay." Felicia said speaking up.
"Go ahead, Felicia." Will smiled at her. "I think we wore Mic out." He smiled at Jack who just looked at him oddly. Will decided that if it was the last thing that he did he was going to get these two hooked up. He watched them walk away and smiled mischievously to himself. One way or another they would up together…he would see to that.
Well ya'll…I know that this chap wasn't that great…but its setting it up for the next chapter. I've got big plans for that chapter. Lets just say that Elizabeth is gonna turn up, and Jack meets Felicia's brothers on the way to collect her inheritance…can we say enemies for life? Anyway, if there's any quotes/actions/anything (within reason) that you guys would like to see in the next chap let me know. I'll see what I can do! =)