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Rebecca hears the loud pounding at the door, and jumps slightly. //Damn, the Navy!// She pulls herself off the floor and tries to get herself together. She knows that if she looks shaken, the Navy will be suspicious. She starts to go toward her doorway, but is stopped by Jack shoving his way in.
"Your mother told me to hide here." He responds before she has a chance to ask. "Are you alright, luv?"
//Oh, yeah, just peachy. My father's dead, and now the Royal Navy is going to tear the shop apart, looking for you!// "Yes, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up is all." //Why couldn't you just have never shown up?//
"I find that hard to believe, but we haven't time to argue, now. Go downstairs and help your mother. She may need as much as she can get."
//Yes, sir Captain!// But she says nothing. Instead she just turns and goes downstairs. By the time she gets downstairs, the Navy is already throwing things around like they own the place. Rebecca was about to say something, but the look that her mother throws her shuts her mouth. So, she watches helplessly as the soldiers tear open cupboard doors and break the dishes on the floor, just to break them it seems.
"I assure you, no man, pirate or not, would be able to fit in the cupboard, sir." Rebecca bites her tongue to stop the rest of her words from spilling out. //Although, I'm sure that if I cut you up small enough, you'd fit, you filthy...// The front door of the shop being thrown open cuts off the thought.
"Well, if it isn't the Pirate child...and the Pirate wench. You know your daddy is dead, don't you?" The man, Lieutenant John Harvey, says, sneering at the women as he enters the room from outside. "I killed him myself. He begged for his life, the pathetic weasel." He winks at Rebecca making her want to vomit. He makes his way over to Judith, but Rebecca steps in front of him, getting as close to eye level with him as she can.
"You lying bastard! My father would never beg. He was too much of a man to do that. You're the weasel; I bet you shot him in the back, didn't you! Coward!" Rebecca jerks back as his hand connects with her face. Her first reaction is shock, but as the blood pools in her mouth, she becomes livid and she spits it on his uniform. "You truly are a coward. I bet you think you're tough, hitting a woman like that."
The man draws back to backhand her again, but, this time his hand is caught by another.
"That will be quite enough, John. I think you've proved your point." James Norrington looks at Rebecca and notices the fire in her eyes. "I apologize for his behavior, Miss Montgomery. It seems that this attack has all of us feeling a bit stretched thin." He turns to Judith. "I appreciate your cooperation Mrs. Montgomery, my men and I will be leaving you to clean up now."
"But Commodore! We haven't searched upstairs yet. They could be hiding him in one of their beds. That is, after all, what wenches do." John sneers once again at Rebecca, and she lunges at him, but is caught by her mother.
"We are LEAVING. I'll have no more discussion about it."
"Yes, sir." John sneers at Rebecca and she smiles sweetly at him. He growls under his breath and stomps out of the shop, followed by the rest of the men.
"I truly am sorry. If there's any way that I can help you trust my Navy, again, please let me know. All of us aren't as bad as he is."
"Well, you know what they say Commodore: One rotten apple spoils the bunch." Rebecca says, trying not to sound rude, but failing miserably.
"Rebecca, that is quite enough. Go upstairs and clean up your face, you're still bleeding." Judith says a little annoyed at, and yet somehow proud of, her daughter's behavior. "I am truly sorry Commodore. She gets out of hand now and then. I hope she hasn't upset you or your men. I know she appreciates the safety your men bring to this town. I know I do." She smiles sincerely at James and he returns it.
"I think John will recover, though his pride may be bruised for quite sometime." He laughs lightly. "Oh, and tell Captain Jack Sparrow that I will catch him next time he returns to this Port." And with that, he's gone out of her shop, and Judith begins the task of cleaning up her shop. Judith looks stunned that he knew the Captain was in the shop, and didn't do anything about it. //That's not like him at all.// Then her eyes really take in the disheveled state of her shop, and she flushes lightly with anger.
//Filthy men think they own the whole damn town! They didn't have to break the China.// She giggles lightly as she remembers what her daughter said to them. //She acts more and more like her father everyday.// Tears return, to her eyes briefly as she realizes he isn't truly dead; he's in Rebecca.
::Meanwhile, upstairs::
//I can't believe that man! I should have killed him. I should have killed him! I probably would have if mom hadn't stopped me...why did she do that anyway...?// She ponders for about a split second before Jack rushes to her side.
"You're bleedin'! What happened?" She merely smiles as if to say 'duh' and pushes past him to go to her room and clean the wound as her mom told her to. She goes to the wash bin and grabs her rag. She dips it in the water and lightly presses it against the corner of her mouth. Jack puts a hand on hers. "Why don't you let me do that for you?"
"Thank you Captain Sparrow, but no. I can manage just fine myself. Why don't you go see if Mom needs any help cleaning up the mess they made searching for you." Her voice was cold and her words snapped. Jack looks at her, slightly stunned.
"You are stubborn, you know that right?"
Rebecca smiles, genuinely. "My mother tells me that everyday. Tells me I'm just like my father." She realizes then that he was only trying to help her when he asked to clean the wound. "And I plan to stay stubborn, so if you would, I'd appreciate you leaving and helping my mother. They made quite a mess down there."
"I'll get through to you eventually, luv. You can count on that." He winks at her and grins. Before Rebecca has a chance to respond, Jack is already out of the room and heading downstairs.
//Now, what did he mean by that?//
::Back downstairs::
"That daughter of yours is stubborn. Is she always that snippy when someone offers help?" Jack inquires as he walks over to Judith, dodging various swatches of fabric and bits of broken glass that are scattered across the floor.
"Yes, unfortunately, she is. Even with her father not being here all her life, he seemed to influence her. She took so much from him, and I'm very happy for that. Even if it does drive me mad more often than not." Jack laughs at that.
"She'd make a wonderful pirate, if you don't mind me saying so."
"Yes she would, but don't let her hear you say that. I'll never hear the end of it." An idea donned on Judith at that very moment. //Well, she did always want to be a pirate...//
"Jack?" She asks in one of her well known 'I-need-something-from-you-and- if-you-don't-give-it-to-me-you'll-wish-you-did' voices.
"No. Whatever it is, don't ask. It's not happening."
"Oh, Jack. What do you mean? I wasn't going to ask you anything too serious."
"Uh-huh. Last time you said that, our captain deserted us for the civilized life."
"Oh, folly. That wasn't all bad was it? After all, you did become captain of the Pearl." Jack ponders for a moment, and realizes that she's right. If it weren't for the Cap'n abandoning ship, Jack would have never become captain, especially not at the age of 17. He decided to hear her out, but not promise anything.
"What did you want?" Judith beams at Jack, and he knows he should just leave and ne'er look back. A smiling woman could not be trusted, especially a smiling Montgomery woman.
"Well, Rebecca was talking to me just earlier today about how she would love to see the world before she, as she put it, 'becomes a man's slave.'" Judith pauses for effect.
"Yes? What has that to do with me?" Jack doesn't like where this conversation is heading, but he promised himself to at least hear her out.
"Well, seeing as how you're that captain of a pirate's ship...and you see the world on you're journeys..." She bites her lip. //Should I really ask him? I hope he says...actually I don't know what I hope he says.// "And, you did say that she'd make an excellent pirate...So, you could take her aboard the Pearl with you and she could see the world, and you'd have an extra hand. I'd be able more work done without having her to clean up after..."
"No! Say no more! I am not taking a 16 year old child aboard my ship!"
"Jack, you grew up on a ship, and became captain at 17, I hardly see what age has to do with you're decision."
"Gibbs would have a fit. He can hardly stand the idea of Anna Maria being on board. He may have a heart attack if I bring another woman on board, even if she is your daughter."
"Oh, who cares what Gibbs thinks...
"He's my first mate! I can't have him overthrowing me and becoming cap'n. It's my ship! She's not coming Judith. I don't know how much I have to stress that! I will not have a girl aboard my ship! Ever!"
::Upstairs::
Rebecca had finished cleaning her wound long ago, but hearing her mother ask Jack to take her along, she wants to see how the scene plays out before she decides to interrupt. She smiles at her mother's boldness. She drifts off through the conversation downstairs, knowing that her mother will win. She imagines herself aboard a ship, cooking for the crew, going places she's never been, or even heard of, and making her mother's life more eventful with her stories, and treasure that she brings back.
"...I will not have a girl aboard my ship! Ever!" //Why that no good pirate! If he thinks...oooo...I'll show him a thing or two!//
Rebecca strides purposely down the stairs and glares daggers at jack before deciding to speak.
"And I'll have no good-for-nothing Pirate raise his voice to my mother! You were not invited her MR. Sparrow! You have no right! God help me, if you weren't my father's only friend, I'd slit your throat!!" Jack is taken aback by Rebecca's sudden entrance and then angered by her strong words.
"You think you can kill me? Why don't you try it luv? Woman or no woman, nobody threatens me!" Jack gets closer and closer to her, and more and more angry, with every step, until he is face to face with the girl who thinks she's a man. "If you were a man, I'd have shot you at the first word of your threat!"
"I suggest you take your leave before my mother has to witness the death of a man she's known for 20 years of her life." Rebecca will be damned if she's going to step down from this scallywag.
Judith watches the scene play out in front of her, trying to decide whether or not to interfere. With the fire in the air, she decides she better before one or the other decides to make good on their threat.
"Rebecca! To your room, now! We'll talk later." Not one to disobey an order from her mother, Rebecca glares one last time at the so-called man that is standing naught but an inch from her face, and turns to head upstairs. Jack begins to follow her, wanting to teach her a lesson for being so stupid, but the voice of the angry woman behind him stops him mid- step. "Jack!! I do not appreciate your curtness toward my daughter. I think you should take a walk, and return either when you have cooled down, or when you see fit!"
Jack looks at the woman in front of him, and then to the stairs. //You get the last word this time, luv. But I will be back to finish this.//
A/N: Wow! I think that was the longest chapter I've ever written! Yay for me. Okay, now I have a dilemma...Should Jack leave, and return to the sea, not bringing Rebecca with him, or should he go to the tavern, drink and then return to fetch Rebecca?...Either way I have the story-line plotted. It's up to you guys to decide how long you want this story to be. Review and let me know what you think.
travieso
Rebecca hears the loud pounding at the door, and jumps slightly. //Damn, the Navy!// She pulls herself off the floor and tries to get herself together. She knows that if she looks shaken, the Navy will be suspicious. She starts to go toward her doorway, but is stopped by Jack shoving his way in.
"Your mother told me to hide here." He responds before she has a chance to ask. "Are you alright, luv?"
//Oh, yeah, just peachy. My father's dead, and now the Royal Navy is going to tear the shop apart, looking for you!// "Yes, I'm fine. Just a little shaken up is all." //Why couldn't you just have never shown up?//
"I find that hard to believe, but we haven't time to argue, now. Go downstairs and help your mother. She may need as much as she can get."
//Yes, sir Captain!// But she says nothing. Instead she just turns and goes downstairs. By the time she gets downstairs, the Navy is already throwing things around like they own the place. Rebecca was about to say something, but the look that her mother throws her shuts her mouth. So, she watches helplessly as the soldiers tear open cupboard doors and break the dishes on the floor, just to break them it seems.
"I assure you, no man, pirate or not, would be able to fit in the cupboard, sir." Rebecca bites her tongue to stop the rest of her words from spilling out. //Although, I'm sure that if I cut you up small enough, you'd fit, you filthy...// The front door of the shop being thrown open cuts off the thought.
"Well, if it isn't the Pirate child...and the Pirate wench. You know your daddy is dead, don't you?" The man, Lieutenant John Harvey, says, sneering at the women as he enters the room from outside. "I killed him myself. He begged for his life, the pathetic weasel." He winks at Rebecca making her want to vomit. He makes his way over to Judith, but Rebecca steps in front of him, getting as close to eye level with him as she can.
"You lying bastard! My father would never beg. He was too much of a man to do that. You're the weasel; I bet you shot him in the back, didn't you! Coward!" Rebecca jerks back as his hand connects with her face. Her first reaction is shock, but as the blood pools in her mouth, she becomes livid and she spits it on his uniform. "You truly are a coward. I bet you think you're tough, hitting a woman like that."
The man draws back to backhand her again, but, this time his hand is caught by another.
"That will be quite enough, John. I think you've proved your point." James Norrington looks at Rebecca and notices the fire in her eyes. "I apologize for his behavior, Miss Montgomery. It seems that this attack has all of us feeling a bit stretched thin." He turns to Judith. "I appreciate your cooperation Mrs. Montgomery, my men and I will be leaving you to clean up now."
"But Commodore! We haven't searched upstairs yet. They could be hiding him in one of their beds. That is, after all, what wenches do." John sneers once again at Rebecca, and she lunges at him, but is caught by her mother.
"We are LEAVING. I'll have no more discussion about it."
"Yes, sir." John sneers at Rebecca and she smiles sweetly at him. He growls under his breath and stomps out of the shop, followed by the rest of the men.
"I truly am sorry. If there's any way that I can help you trust my Navy, again, please let me know. All of us aren't as bad as he is."
"Well, you know what they say Commodore: One rotten apple spoils the bunch." Rebecca says, trying not to sound rude, but failing miserably.
"Rebecca, that is quite enough. Go upstairs and clean up your face, you're still bleeding." Judith says a little annoyed at, and yet somehow proud of, her daughter's behavior. "I am truly sorry Commodore. She gets out of hand now and then. I hope she hasn't upset you or your men. I know she appreciates the safety your men bring to this town. I know I do." She smiles sincerely at James and he returns it.
"I think John will recover, though his pride may be bruised for quite sometime." He laughs lightly. "Oh, and tell Captain Jack Sparrow that I will catch him next time he returns to this Port." And with that, he's gone out of her shop, and Judith begins the task of cleaning up her shop. Judith looks stunned that he knew the Captain was in the shop, and didn't do anything about it. //That's not like him at all.// Then her eyes really take in the disheveled state of her shop, and she flushes lightly with anger.
//Filthy men think they own the whole damn town! They didn't have to break the China.// She giggles lightly as she remembers what her daughter said to them. //She acts more and more like her father everyday.// Tears return, to her eyes briefly as she realizes he isn't truly dead; he's in Rebecca.
::Meanwhile, upstairs::
//I can't believe that man! I should have killed him. I should have killed him! I probably would have if mom hadn't stopped me...why did she do that anyway...?// She ponders for about a split second before Jack rushes to her side.
"You're bleedin'! What happened?" She merely smiles as if to say 'duh' and pushes past him to go to her room and clean the wound as her mom told her to. She goes to the wash bin and grabs her rag. She dips it in the water and lightly presses it against the corner of her mouth. Jack puts a hand on hers. "Why don't you let me do that for you?"
"Thank you Captain Sparrow, but no. I can manage just fine myself. Why don't you go see if Mom needs any help cleaning up the mess they made searching for you." Her voice was cold and her words snapped. Jack looks at her, slightly stunned.
"You are stubborn, you know that right?"
Rebecca smiles, genuinely. "My mother tells me that everyday. Tells me I'm just like my father." She realizes then that he was only trying to help her when he asked to clean the wound. "And I plan to stay stubborn, so if you would, I'd appreciate you leaving and helping my mother. They made quite a mess down there."
"I'll get through to you eventually, luv. You can count on that." He winks at her and grins. Before Rebecca has a chance to respond, Jack is already out of the room and heading downstairs.
//Now, what did he mean by that?//
::Back downstairs::
"That daughter of yours is stubborn. Is she always that snippy when someone offers help?" Jack inquires as he walks over to Judith, dodging various swatches of fabric and bits of broken glass that are scattered across the floor.
"Yes, unfortunately, she is. Even with her father not being here all her life, he seemed to influence her. She took so much from him, and I'm very happy for that. Even if it does drive me mad more often than not." Jack laughs at that.
"She'd make a wonderful pirate, if you don't mind me saying so."
"Yes she would, but don't let her hear you say that. I'll never hear the end of it." An idea donned on Judith at that very moment. //Well, she did always want to be a pirate...//
"Jack?" She asks in one of her well known 'I-need-something-from-you-and- if-you-don't-give-it-to-me-you'll-wish-you-did' voices.
"No. Whatever it is, don't ask. It's not happening."
"Oh, Jack. What do you mean? I wasn't going to ask you anything too serious."
"Uh-huh. Last time you said that, our captain deserted us for the civilized life."
"Oh, folly. That wasn't all bad was it? After all, you did become captain of the Pearl." Jack ponders for a moment, and realizes that she's right. If it weren't for the Cap'n abandoning ship, Jack would have never become captain, especially not at the age of 17. He decided to hear her out, but not promise anything.
"What did you want?" Judith beams at Jack, and he knows he should just leave and ne'er look back. A smiling woman could not be trusted, especially a smiling Montgomery woman.
"Well, Rebecca was talking to me just earlier today about how she would love to see the world before she, as she put it, 'becomes a man's slave.'" Judith pauses for effect.
"Yes? What has that to do with me?" Jack doesn't like where this conversation is heading, but he promised himself to at least hear her out.
"Well, seeing as how you're that captain of a pirate's ship...and you see the world on you're journeys..." She bites her lip. //Should I really ask him? I hope he says...actually I don't know what I hope he says.// "And, you did say that she'd make an excellent pirate...So, you could take her aboard the Pearl with you and she could see the world, and you'd have an extra hand. I'd be able more work done without having her to clean up after..."
"No! Say no more! I am not taking a 16 year old child aboard my ship!"
"Jack, you grew up on a ship, and became captain at 17, I hardly see what age has to do with you're decision."
"Gibbs would have a fit. He can hardly stand the idea of Anna Maria being on board. He may have a heart attack if I bring another woman on board, even if she is your daughter."
"Oh, who cares what Gibbs thinks...
"He's my first mate! I can't have him overthrowing me and becoming cap'n. It's my ship! She's not coming Judith. I don't know how much I have to stress that! I will not have a girl aboard my ship! Ever!"
::Upstairs::
Rebecca had finished cleaning her wound long ago, but hearing her mother ask Jack to take her along, she wants to see how the scene plays out before she decides to interrupt. She smiles at her mother's boldness. She drifts off through the conversation downstairs, knowing that her mother will win. She imagines herself aboard a ship, cooking for the crew, going places she's never been, or even heard of, and making her mother's life more eventful with her stories, and treasure that she brings back.
"...I will not have a girl aboard my ship! Ever!" //Why that no good pirate! If he thinks...oooo...I'll show him a thing or two!//
Rebecca strides purposely down the stairs and glares daggers at jack before deciding to speak.
"And I'll have no good-for-nothing Pirate raise his voice to my mother! You were not invited her MR. Sparrow! You have no right! God help me, if you weren't my father's only friend, I'd slit your throat!!" Jack is taken aback by Rebecca's sudden entrance and then angered by her strong words.
"You think you can kill me? Why don't you try it luv? Woman or no woman, nobody threatens me!" Jack gets closer and closer to her, and more and more angry, with every step, until he is face to face with the girl who thinks she's a man. "If you were a man, I'd have shot you at the first word of your threat!"
"I suggest you take your leave before my mother has to witness the death of a man she's known for 20 years of her life." Rebecca will be damned if she's going to step down from this scallywag.
Judith watches the scene play out in front of her, trying to decide whether or not to interfere. With the fire in the air, she decides she better before one or the other decides to make good on their threat.
"Rebecca! To your room, now! We'll talk later." Not one to disobey an order from her mother, Rebecca glares one last time at the so-called man that is standing naught but an inch from her face, and turns to head upstairs. Jack begins to follow her, wanting to teach her a lesson for being so stupid, but the voice of the angry woman behind him stops him mid- step. "Jack!! I do not appreciate your curtness toward my daughter. I think you should take a walk, and return either when you have cooled down, or when you see fit!"
Jack looks at the woman in front of him, and then to the stairs. //You get the last word this time, luv. But I will be back to finish this.//
A/N: Wow! I think that was the longest chapter I've ever written! Yay for me. Okay, now I have a dilemma...Should Jack leave, and return to the sea, not bringing Rebecca with him, or should he go to the tavern, drink and then return to fetch Rebecca?...Either way I have the story-line plotted. It's up to you guys to decide how long you want this story to be. Review and let me know what you think.
travieso