"Miss Judith? Have you found yourself a husband yet?" Jack smiles at the
way Judith looks at the ground, guiltily.
"No. Jack. I haven't found anyone that will treat me as I feel I should be treated." Jack smiles again.
Rebecca clears her throat.
"Sorry to interrupt, but has anyone noticed that the gun is still at my back?"
A look of realization hit Jack and he slowly lowers the gun and un-cocks it. He leans forward and whispers in her ear
"But I liked having you at my mercy." Rebecca flushes and kicks herself for letting a pirate that she hardly knows get to her.
Judith looks at the exchange and grins. //Same ol' Jack. Hasn't changed a bit.//
"Jack, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Rebecca." Jack's face goes ghostly white.
"D-Daughter?" For one of the few times in his life, Jack is actually speechless.
Rebecca notices the look on Jack's face, and pales slightly herself. // Is he my...He's awfully young to be...but...//
"When exactly were you going to mention a daughter?" Jack inquires, still slightly pale.
"When someone decided to return to Port Royal." Judith smiles slightly at the shocked look on her daughter's face.
"Oh...of course." Jack says sheepishly.
Deciding to change the subject, Rebecca looks between her mother and this pirate, Jack.
"This is probably a stupid question...but how long, exactly, have you known each other?" //And why wasn't his name ever mentioned to me?// She adds to herself. Her mother had talked numerous times about her father, but she had never mentioned a name.
Jack smiles slightly as he looks at the women. //She looks so much like her mother.//
"Near 20 years, luv." //That's what I was afraid of...that's the right age to make him my father...but...//
"Is that so..." Rebecca looks to her mother for an explanation. Judith smiles at the annoyed interest in Rebecca's tone.
"Jack and I met in Tortuga while I was living under Madam Kara's roof. She ran a brothel, and I helped make her women's dresses, and I was there trying to learn to be a woman...Now that I think of it; maybe I shouldn't have gone to Tortuga... I was 23 at the time. I remember the first moment that I saw the crew of the Black Pearl: They came blundering in as if they owned the place, giving orders and picking their women for the night. I was in the back corner, practicing my sewing, and they disturbed me so. I eventually got fed up with the commotion and headed to the stairs to continue my sewing in peace...
::Flashback::
"Hey Cap'n. Look at her. She looks new." One of the crew points to the brunette that is hastily making her way to the front of the brothel carrying a large swatch of fabric.
"Hmm...fresh, warm, body." The captain pushes the whore off of his lap and follows the woman to find out her name. His first mate looks up as the captain moves. //He looks determined in something.// As his eyes follow his captain he spies a woman who looks more that slightly uncomfortable. //Ah...//
"Hello, luv. You're new here, aren't you?"
Irritated at the pirate, she attempts to brush past him, but he only blocks her attempt.
"Sir, If you would please move, I have work to do." She glances at the intimidating man, and tries again to pass."
"Sir!" He scoffs. "If you knew anything of me, you would think twice about calling me that." Then he grins and in a suggestive tone asks: "Would you like to get to know me?"
Appalled, Judith calmly tries to pass again, deciding his comment warranted no answer. But again, he blocks her way.
"I ask again. Please, move." She looks at him, letting him see the annoyance in her eyes.
The first mate notices his captain's dilemma and decides to ease the embarrassment a little...at least for the captain.
"'Ey, Cap'n! Looks like you found one with spunk!"
Judith glares at the pirate who yelled. //How dare he! I oughta rip his he...wait...Cap'n? Hmm...I think I'll have some fun with this. Show those pirates that not all women can be played with as easily.// A devilish grin crosses her face, and the first mate catches it before she looks back at the captain.
The first mate only shakes his head and lets the scene play out. //I hope you know who you're playing with, little girl."
"Captain? You're honestly the captain?" She asks with fake enthusiasm.
"Yeh, luv, I am."
"Oh! I am sorry that I was rude. If I had known you were the captain," she touches his chest suggestively, "I would have been much nicer."
The captain grins from ear to ear. He'd won. He'd get the new flesh.
"Would you care to join me captain?" She starts walking up the stairs and the captain follows her, very willingly.
Once upstairs and in her quarters, she turned to the captain, smiling. She seductively walks toward him and then brushes past him to go to her dressing table. She rifles through her drawers looking for her...//Aha!// She turns around, making sure to keep the object behind her, and out of sight. Very quietly, she sets the item on the top of the table and smiles at the pirate in her room. She gives him the "come hither" look and he wastes no time to comply. She leans back as he approaches and bats her lashes, completely playing the part of wench. As soon as he was close enough, she grabbed the item behind her and placed it to his temple. As soon as he heard the gun cock, he realized that she had won this round, but not the game.
"I assure you, Captain, I am no wench, and will never become a wench, especially for a vile creature such as yourself! I suggest you return to your crew while you still have your dignity intact."
"Good job, luv. You really had me convinced...but don't worry, I will have my way with you, and you'll be begging for more."
"I highly doubt that, Captain. Now, if you please, I would appreciate the loss of your presence in my room." She points the gun at his groin. "Unless, you would rather that I have my way with you."
The captain risks no further argument and retreats, with some of his pride still intact. He trudges downstairs, back to his crew. When he reaches the bar, he buys a bottle of rum. Taking a seat at the table with his first mate, he finally lets a scowl reach his face.
"Told you she had spunk." The first mate is beyond amused at this woman.
::End flashback::
...I went back to my sewing, and he back to his crew. Unfortunately, he wasn't going to give up easily, and he bugged me for nearly 6 months, every time he and his crew were back in Tortuga, until I finally...gave in." Judith smiles at Jack, and he returns it. She walks toward Jack and smiles again. A recognizing look passes across both of their faces.
"So, how is her father?" Jack's smile falter slightly. He looks down and cringes slightly. He knew this day would come eventually, but why today? He raises his head and looks into her eyes, trying to tell her, without actually saying anything.
Judith notices the stricken look on his face. //Wha...no...// "Jack?"
"He's...We got run up by the East Indies Trading Company. It seems they didn't like us stealing their gold...It was a brutal battle. We lost a lot of men, including the Cap'n. He tried to hold on, and he made me promise to tell you that he was sorry for all the pain he caused by not returning...He's dead, I'm so sorry." He pulled Judith into the circle of his arms and held her while she processed the information and tears ran down her face.. The man she fell in love with, the father of her child, and the one she has been waiting for, for years, is dead. That's a lot of memories to process within the short amount of time.
"So...my father's dead?" Rebecca asked, slightly panicky. Her entire plan to get away from this Port, away from all the people that annoyed her so, was gone, within a matter of seconds. She knows that she's being selfish. She lost a man she never met, but her mother lost her soul mate...but she just couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped, of falling and not being able to find a foothold.
"Excuse me..." she runs up to her room and collapses onto the floor.
"Rebecca. I need to go to her." Jack nods and releases her. Judith makes it to the bottom of the stairs when there is a large pounding at the door.
"Royal Navy, Ms. Montgomery. We need to search your shop."
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A/N: Tehehehe. How many of you thought that Jack was the father??? I was originally going to make him her father, but that was just way too easy...Oh, and sorry it took so damn long to get this posted, I had some serious writer's block, but now that I'm over the hump, I should be able to post fairly quickly.
P.S.- Please review, it'll help me decide what angle to take in the next chapter, and the rest of the story.
P.P.S.— I would also like to thank midnightdemoness for her help on getting me over the "hump." :) You should go read her story, "The Forbidden One's Secret"...It's really good, and may I also say that Hiei is very hot with no shirt...I you don't know who that is, don't worry, I didn't either until about a month ago....anyways, now I'm just rambling. I'll try to get another chapter up as quickly as possible. Chaio
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"No. Jack. I haven't found anyone that will treat me as I feel I should be treated." Jack smiles again.
Rebecca clears her throat.
"Sorry to interrupt, but has anyone noticed that the gun is still at my back?"
A look of realization hit Jack and he slowly lowers the gun and un-cocks it. He leans forward and whispers in her ear
"But I liked having you at my mercy." Rebecca flushes and kicks herself for letting a pirate that she hardly knows get to her.
Judith looks at the exchange and grins. //Same ol' Jack. Hasn't changed a bit.//
"Jack, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Rebecca." Jack's face goes ghostly white.
"D-Daughter?" For one of the few times in his life, Jack is actually speechless.
Rebecca notices the look on Jack's face, and pales slightly herself. // Is he my...He's awfully young to be...but...//
"When exactly were you going to mention a daughter?" Jack inquires, still slightly pale.
"When someone decided to return to Port Royal." Judith smiles slightly at the shocked look on her daughter's face.
"Oh...of course." Jack says sheepishly.
Deciding to change the subject, Rebecca looks between her mother and this pirate, Jack.
"This is probably a stupid question...but how long, exactly, have you known each other?" //And why wasn't his name ever mentioned to me?// She adds to herself. Her mother had talked numerous times about her father, but she had never mentioned a name.
Jack smiles slightly as he looks at the women. //She looks so much like her mother.//
"Near 20 years, luv." //That's what I was afraid of...that's the right age to make him my father...but...//
"Is that so..." Rebecca looks to her mother for an explanation. Judith smiles at the annoyed interest in Rebecca's tone.
"Jack and I met in Tortuga while I was living under Madam Kara's roof. She ran a brothel, and I helped make her women's dresses, and I was there trying to learn to be a woman...Now that I think of it; maybe I shouldn't have gone to Tortuga... I was 23 at the time. I remember the first moment that I saw the crew of the Black Pearl: They came blundering in as if they owned the place, giving orders and picking their women for the night. I was in the back corner, practicing my sewing, and they disturbed me so. I eventually got fed up with the commotion and headed to the stairs to continue my sewing in peace...
::Flashback::
"Hey Cap'n. Look at her. She looks new." One of the crew points to the brunette that is hastily making her way to the front of the brothel carrying a large swatch of fabric.
"Hmm...fresh, warm, body." The captain pushes the whore off of his lap and follows the woman to find out her name. His first mate looks up as the captain moves. //He looks determined in something.// As his eyes follow his captain he spies a woman who looks more that slightly uncomfortable. //Ah...//
"Hello, luv. You're new here, aren't you?"
Irritated at the pirate, she attempts to brush past him, but he only blocks her attempt.
"Sir, If you would please move, I have work to do." She glances at the intimidating man, and tries again to pass."
"Sir!" He scoffs. "If you knew anything of me, you would think twice about calling me that." Then he grins and in a suggestive tone asks: "Would you like to get to know me?"
Appalled, Judith calmly tries to pass again, deciding his comment warranted no answer. But again, he blocks her way.
"I ask again. Please, move." She looks at him, letting him see the annoyance in her eyes.
The first mate notices his captain's dilemma and decides to ease the embarrassment a little...at least for the captain.
"'Ey, Cap'n! Looks like you found one with spunk!"
Judith glares at the pirate who yelled. //How dare he! I oughta rip his he...wait...Cap'n? Hmm...I think I'll have some fun with this. Show those pirates that not all women can be played with as easily.// A devilish grin crosses her face, and the first mate catches it before she looks back at the captain.
The first mate only shakes his head and lets the scene play out. //I hope you know who you're playing with, little girl."
"Captain? You're honestly the captain?" She asks with fake enthusiasm.
"Yeh, luv, I am."
"Oh! I am sorry that I was rude. If I had known you were the captain," she touches his chest suggestively, "I would have been much nicer."
The captain grins from ear to ear. He'd won. He'd get the new flesh.
"Would you care to join me captain?" She starts walking up the stairs and the captain follows her, very willingly.
Once upstairs and in her quarters, she turned to the captain, smiling. She seductively walks toward him and then brushes past him to go to her dressing table. She rifles through her drawers looking for her...//Aha!// She turns around, making sure to keep the object behind her, and out of sight. Very quietly, she sets the item on the top of the table and smiles at the pirate in her room. She gives him the "come hither" look and he wastes no time to comply. She leans back as he approaches and bats her lashes, completely playing the part of wench. As soon as he was close enough, she grabbed the item behind her and placed it to his temple. As soon as he heard the gun cock, he realized that she had won this round, but not the game.
"I assure you, Captain, I am no wench, and will never become a wench, especially for a vile creature such as yourself! I suggest you return to your crew while you still have your dignity intact."
"Good job, luv. You really had me convinced...but don't worry, I will have my way with you, and you'll be begging for more."
"I highly doubt that, Captain. Now, if you please, I would appreciate the loss of your presence in my room." She points the gun at his groin. "Unless, you would rather that I have my way with you."
The captain risks no further argument and retreats, with some of his pride still intact. He trudges downstairs, back to his crew. When he reaches the bar, he buys a bottle of rum. Taking a seat at the table with his first mate, he finally lets a scowl reach his face.
"Told you she had spunk." The first mate is beyond amused at this woman.
::End flashback::
...I went back to my sewing, and he back to his crew. Unfortunately, he wasn't going to give up easily, and he bugged me for nearly 6 months, every time he and his crew were back in Tortuga, until I finally...gave in." Judith smiles at Jack, and he returns it. She walks toward Jack and smiles again. A recognizing look passes across both of their faces.
"So, how is her father?" Jack's smile falter slightly. He looks down and cringes slightly. He knew this day would come eventually, but why today? He raises his head and looks into her eyes, trying to tell her, without actually saying anything.
Judith notices the stricken look on his face. //Wha...no...// "Jack?"
"He's...We got run up by the East Indies Trading Company. It seems they didn't like us stealing their gold...It was a brutal battle. We lost a lot of men, including the Cap'n. He tried to hold on, and he made me promise to tell you that he was sorry for all the pain he caused by not returning...He's dead, I'm so sorry." He pulled Judith into the circle of his arms and held her while she processed the information and tears ran down her face.. The man she fell in love with, the father of her child, and the one she has been waiting for, for years, is dead. That's a lot of memories to process within the short amount of time.
"So...my father's dead?" Rebecca asked, slightly panicky. Her entire plan to get away from this Port, away from all the people that annoyed her so, was gone, within a matter of seconds. She knows that she's being selfish. She lost a man she never met, but her mother lost her soul mate...but she just couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped, of falling and not being able to find a foothold.
"Excuse me..." she runs up to her room and collapses onto the floor.
"Rebecca. I need to go to her." Jack nods and releases her. Judith makes it to the bottom of the stairs when there is a large pounding at the door.
"Royal Navy, Ms. Montgomery. We need to search your shop."
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A/N: Tehehehe. How many of you thought that Jack was the father??? I was originally going to make him her father, but that was just way too easy...Oh, and sorry it took so damn long to get this posted, I had some serious writer's block, but now that I'm over the hump, I should be able to post fairly quickly.
P.S.- Please review, it'll help me decide what angle to take in the next chapter, and the rest of the story.
P.P.S.— I would also like to thank midnightdemoness for her help on getting me over the "hump." :) You should go read her story, "The Forbidden One's Secret"...It's really good, and may I also say that Hiei is very hot with no shirt...I you don't know who that is, don't worry, I didn't either until about a month ago....anyways, now I'm just rambling. I'll try to get another chapter up as quickly as possible. Chaio
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