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New Chapter- okay guys. I was freaking out because fanfiction.net was down, and I didn't get to see if anyone even liked the story so far. But you do so, thank you so much for reviewing. I'm off to write the third chapter and I may post it by tonight.
The guards shoved the two pirates into an empty cell. The cell was mostly empty, anyway. One bed with a sheet and a stool by a heavily barred window were the only things in the cell. The guards closed the cell door violently.
"Look mate," one of the guards addressed Jack, "You've got yourself a little lassie with your sentence." The girl didn't seem to like being called 'lassie'. She picked up a bone off the ground and threw it hard at the guard. If the bars hadn't been separating them the bone would have hit him squarely on the head, but instead it just hit the bars with a clank that echoed through the small prison and startled the guard.
"That'll be enough of that." The guard walked out of the prison and slammed the wooden door hard behind him. The girl sunk onto the bed and leaned back against the wall. She glared at Jack. He sunk against the wall and slid down into a sitting position. He could feel her glaring at him.
"What?" he said annoyed and trying to seem innocent of any crimes he was about to be charged with. "So really, what'd you do to piss off that leader guy? Other than being a pirate, I mean." She said, annoyed that he was acting so stupidly. "I saved his lass. At least I'm pretty sure she was his lass. I could be wrong." "I thought that usually put him in debt to you. Really, what else?" she didn't believe him. No one could be that cruel to someone who had just rescued their love.
"Well then I used her as a hostage 'cause the Commodore seemed a little reluctant to let me go. That got him all in a hussy. Touchy, really, that one." She sighed. That put him in deep…well it didn't look good for him, but she hadn't done anything. Yet. There didn't seem to be anyway out. She would just have to hope for a trial and pray she could talk her way out of a hanging. The other prisoners were in the cell next to them and were calling the guard dog, who was holding the keys in his mouth and ignoring the calls of "Here, pooch" and "Over here, doggy".
"What's your name, love?" he asked. She knew his so it was only fair he should know hers. "Jesse." she was prompt to answer. "And that is short for..?" he wanted a whole name. "Jessica. Jessica Jaine." Jack looked up, one eyebrow was raised and his head was tilted to the side. A new glint sparkled in his eyes.
"Jesse Jaine. Well, well, I do believe I've heard of you." He was smirking when she looked at him again. "Good for you. What, you want a cookie because you've heard of me?" she wasn't surprised. A few people had recognized her in a bar once. "Just wonderin'...You ever heard of me love?" "Mr. Sparrow, your name sounds familiar but I don't really remember why I would know it. Pirates a pirate, that's not gonna change and I never could see the appeal of being known. It really only gets you caught. You know, like we are now." He had heard what he wanted. Sounded familiar. That said it all. She had made a good point, though, he thought, but most pirates were greedy. That was the appeal.
Jesse Jaine...he remembered the stories. Fair and smart. Beauty and balance. She could walk and talk, all the while holding a steady challenge in a fight. Any kind of fight, he had heard. He examined her now. She was looking at the window and out unto the night sky. He could see it now. Her hair was auburn and her skin was tanned, but not crisp like most women's tender skin became after a while in the sun. No, it still had it's young radiance to it.
The men who had told the stories were mostly drunk and Jack thought they had been exaggerating horribly. But, no, they had been quite close. If not for her personality shining through, she would have reminded him of tales of the water nymphs that lured sailors to their graves at the bottom of the ocean with their unsurpassable beauty.
And her eyes. God, they were beautiful. They were green, deep and true green, like that of the deepest waters he had sailed. Her eyes were outlined with kohl, much like his. That wasn't surprising, quite a few pirates were doing it on the account that it helped keep sand out of the eyes. He could tell she knew he was staring. Gawking was more like it. He looked away, out at the men still trying to call that mangy mutt.
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Why do they always stare?" He could hear her but he was quite sure it had been rhetorical. "So what you heard about me...was it good or bad?" "Good, definitely good." He said, trying not to sound really interested.
She took her eyes off the starry night outside and let them fall upon the stranger in front of her. He looked at her.
She was startled, his eyes were gorgeous. They were the color of honey, pure and sweet. Outlined in kohl, like hers, they stood out from his tanned face. His hair still hung near his face even though it was held back with a bandana. Coins and beads hung in a few strands of his hair. His beard was braided into two strands. She had to admit, he was handsome in more ways than one. But those eyes, they were...beautiful.
She sighed again, it was really the only way she express her frustrations without breaking something. The prison door opened and they could hear a guard say, "You've got five minutes." The visitor came into view. It was the blacksmith.
"I suppose I should say that I'm sorry, eh?" he was looking at Jesse. "But really I'm not. You're a pirate, are you not? I can sleep with a clear conscience knowing I didn't let a pirate escape." Jesse looked up at him, well duh she was a pirate, any idiot could have told him that.
"No. See you shouldn't be able to sleep easy. I know you were heavily overcharging me. Not only that but I was going to pay for it. I could have easily stole a sword. Heck, it would have been easy to make off with one while you were gone. But I didn't. I was perfectly trustworthy." She was glaring at him now. "If they hadn't taken my effects I would be puttin' you down on a list of traitors and dirtbags I've met in these last few years."
He was quiet now. That had shut him up real quick. She looked him up and down. Oh yes, he would have been easy to take. Something around his neck caught her eye. A chain. It looked oddly familiar. He turned to Jack. "Good luck living with her." He said and headed toward the door. He put his hand on the handle and looked back. "If you ever get that list back, the name's Will Turner." He walked out the door.
Both Jack and Jesse sprung from where they were seated and to the bars, just in time to hear the door close. Both had looks of sheer awe and shock on their faces. Disbelief spread over Jesse's while a smile began to break out on Jack's. He was busting out the next time he saw the Turner boy, and Jesse sunk onto the bed once again thinking, "No, that's impossible, but..."
Thank you for reviewing:
JackSparrowfan, ThornDragonballz, Niklariana, and Rogue Sparrow.
Third Chapter Coming Soon!
New Chapter- okay guys. I was freaking out because fanfiction.net was down, and I didn't get to see if anyone even liked the story so far. But you do so, thank you so much for reviewing. I'm off to write the third chapter and I may post it by tonight.
The guards shoved the two pirates into an empty cell. The cell was mostly empty, anyway. One bed with a sheet and a stool by a heavily barred window were the only things in the cell. The guards closed the cell door violently.
"Look mate," one of the guards addressed Jack, "You've got yourself a little lassie with your sentence." The girl didn't seem to like being called 'lassie'. She picked up a bone off the ground and threw it hard at the guard. If the bars hadn't been separating them the bone would have hit him squarely on the head, but instead it just hit the bars with a clank that echoed through the small prison and startled the guard.
"That'll be enough of that." The guard walked out of the prison and slammed the wooden door hard behind him. The girl sunk onto the bed and leaned back against the wall. She glared at Jack. He sunk against the wall and slid down into a sitting position. He could feel her glaring at him.
"What?" he said annoyed and trying to seem innocent of any crimes he was about to be charged with. "So really, what'd you do to piss off that leader guy? Other than being a pirate, I mean." She said, annoyed that he was acting so stupidly. "I saved his lass. At least I'm pretty sure she was his lass. I could be wrong." "I thought that usually put him in debt to you. Really, what else?" she didn't believe him. No one could be that cruel to someone who had just rescued their love.
"Well then I used her as a hostage 'cause the Commodore seemed a little reluctant to let me go. That got him all in a hussy. Touchy, really, that one." She sighed. That put him in deep…well it didn't look good for him, but she hadn't done anything. Yet. There didn't seem to be anyway out. She would just have to hope for a trial and pray she could talk her way out of a hanging. The other prisoners were in the cell next to them and were calling the guard dog, who was holding the keys in his mouth and ignoring the calls of "Here, pooch" and "Over here, doggy".
"What's your name, love?" he asked. She knew his so it was only fair he should know hers. "Jesse." she was prompt to answer. "And that is short for..?" he wanted a whole name. "Jessica. Jessica Jaine." Jack looked up, one eyebrow was raised and his head was tilted to the side. A new glint sparkled in his eyes.
"Jesse Jaine. Well, well, I do believe I've heard of you." He was smirking when she looked at him again. "Good for you. What, you want a cookie because you've heard of me?" she wasn't surprised. A few people had recognized her in a bar once. "Just wonderin'...You ever heard of me love?" "Mr. Sparrow, your name sounds familiar but I don't really remember why I would know it. Pirates a pirate, that's not gonna change and I never could see the appeal of being known. It really only gets you caught. You know, like we are now." He had heard what he wanted. Sounded familiar. That said it all. She had made a good point, though, he thought, but most pirates were greedy. That was the appeal.
Jesse Jaine...he remembered the stories. Fair and smart. Beauty and balance. She could walk and talk, all the while holding a steady challenge in a fight. Any kind of fight, he had heard. He examined her now. She was looking at the window and out unto the night sky. He could see it now. Her hair was auburn and her skin was tanned, but not crisp like most women's tender skin became after a while in the sun. No, it still had it's young radiance to it.
The men who had told the stories were mostly drunk and Jack thought they had been exaggerating horribly. But, no, they had been quite close. If not for her personality shining through, she would have reminded him of tales of the water nymphs that lured sailors to their graves at the bottom of the ocean with their unsurpassable beauty.
And her eyes. God, they were beautiful. They were green, deep and true green, like that of the deepest waters he had sailed. Her eyes were outlined with kohl, much like his. That wasn't surprising, quite a few pirates were doing it on the account that it helped keep sand out of the eyes. He could tell she knew he was staring. Gawking was more like it. He looked away, out at the men still trying to call that mangy mutt.
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Why do they always stare?" He could hear her but he was quite sure it had been rhetorical. "So what you heard about me...was it good or bad?" "Good, definitely good." He said, trying not to sound really interested.
She took her eyes off the starry night outside and let them fall upon the stranger in front of her. He looked at her.
She was startled, his eyes were gorgeous. They were the color of honey, pure and sweet. Outlined in kohl, like hers, they stood out from his tanned face. His hair still hung near his face even though it was held back with a bandana. Coins and beads hung in a few strands of his hair. His beard was braided into two strands. She had to admit, he was handsome in more ways than one. But those eyes, they were...beautiful.
She sighed again, it was really the only way she express her frustrations without breaking something. The prison door opened and they could hear a guard say, "You've got five minutes." The visitor came into view. It was the blacksmith.
"I suppose I should say that I'm sorry, eh?" he was looking at Jesse. "But really I'm not. You're a pirate, are you not? I can sleep with a clear conscience knowing I didn't let a pirate escape." Jesse looked up at him, well duh she was a pirate, any idiot could have told him that.
"No. See you shouldn't be able to sleep easy. I know you were heavily overcharging me. Not only that but I was going to pay for it. I could have easily stole a sword. Heck, it would have been easy to make off with one while you were gone. But I didn't. I was perfectly trustworthy." She was glaring at him now. "If they hadn't taken my effects I would be puttin' you down on a list of traitors and dirtbags I've met in these last few years."
He was quiet now. That had shut him up real quick. She looked him up and down. Oh yes, he would have been easy to take. Something around his neck caught her eye. A chain. It looked oddly familiar. He turned to Jack. "Good luck living with her." He said and headed toward the door. He put his hand on the handle and looked back. "If you ever get that list back, the name's Will Turner." He walked out the door.
Both Jack and Jesse sprung from where they were seated and to the bars, just in time to hear the door close. Both had looks of sheer awe and shock on their faces. Disbelief spread over Jesse's while a smile began to break out on Jack's. He was busting out the next time he saw the Turner boy, and Jesse sunk onto the bed once again thinking, "No, that's impossible, but..."
Thank you for reviewing:
JackSparrowfan, ThornDragonballz, Niklariana, and Rogue Sparrow.
Third Chapter Coming Soon!