Jessy went up on deck. Her dress clung to her body in the wind.
She looked over to the east. The sun was rising in a way that looked as if
it were painted. Jessy sighed, and looked to the other side of the ship.
Pearl and James stood there in silent conversation. She smiled to herself.
Perhaps all people love, even pirates. Jessy walked to the sunrise. She
watched it rise a bit, and then turned. Someone stood right in front of her
forcing her to jump.
"Oh bloody hell!" Jessy looked at the man. "Its Patrick, boy I thought you died long ago!"
"No I lived." Patrick smiled.
"Unlike some people." Jessy's brow lifted in question. "Why did you leave?"
"Needed me freedom." He shrugged. "I would've came sooner."
"Understandable." Jessy ignored his last statement. "Sparrows need to fly free."
Davy stood in the doorway. Looking at Lea sleeping. She looked more like her mother than him. He felt someone's arms go around his waist and a chin appeared on his shoulder.
"What are you going to do, Mr. Sparrow?" Emma asked him.
"I don't know." Davy shrugged still looking at Lea. He turned to face her. "Funny how things work out." Emma nodded.
"Davy, did you ever love anyone?" Emma asked.
"I only ever loved you." Davy pulled her into a kiss, but she stopped him.
"Anyone besides me?" Emma looked into his blue Caribbean eyes.
"No," Davy shook his head, "Alexa was lust not love."
"How do you know?" Emma asked.
"When I was with her, I never felt safe, and home," Davy smiled, "When I'm with you, I'm home and safe."
"Safe?" Emma laughed, "How do you feel safe around me?"
"Is that so hard?" Davy asked her and kissed her quickly. "You're the best swordswomen in the Caribbean!"
James smiled at Pearl, who was laughing a bit. She seemed so carefree, and happy.
"What are you lookin at Noble?" Pearl controlled her laughter, and took a swig of her rum in her hand.
"How do you do that, Ms. Sparrow?" James asked.
"Do what?" Pearl asked, taking another.
"Drink that much rum?" He laughed, and she took another.
"Rum's good." Pearl nodded. "Freedom's better."
"Freedom?" James asked looking at her strangely.
"Yes, bloody freedom!" Pearl's eyes narrowed.
"What's so free about being a pirate?" He watched her sway. "Your wanted on every island, and the whole navy is after you!"
"That's only half the fun." Pearl slurred, taking another drink. "The ships freedom, no rules you have to live by, no damn people you have to impress."
"What about the pirate codes, and other pirates, Ms. Sparrow?" James wondered.
"Pirate code's more like guidelines, and other pirates, they don't give a damn what you do as long as its not to them or their ship, as for impressing them," Pearl sighed "you don't have to."
"I still don't get the freedom half of it." He shook his head.
"You get to do this." Pearl suddenly grabbed his head and kissed him full on the mouth. They broke apart, and stared at each other for a few moments wondering for what to say. She grabbed him again and kissed him. James didn't resist and pulled her in with him. The smell of alcohol still strong on her breath.
"You be wantin to do that down in the cabin area, girly." They quickly broke apart and looked at Sparrow. He seemed to glare at James.
"I better go see what I need to do down in the cabins." James nodded and hurried off. Sparrow watched him leave and turned to Pearl, she looked at her father.
"You never let me have any fun." Pearl took a swig of rum.
"Where'd you get that?" Sparrow asked looking hungrily at the bottle.
"Down in the cabin," Pearl sighed, and started to walk to it. "Come on we'll spilt a few."
Emma looked out towards the sunset. They were going to be in Port Royal soon, and she still hadn't told Davy what her father had said. His arms wrapped around her waist and she took in his sent. She felt his arms loosen and leave her, and she opened her mouth to say something, but he swung her around. Emma looked down at him. He was on one knee and looking up at her. He held one of her hands, and a ring in his other hand. Her eyes widened and she felt her knees becoming week.
"Emma Turner." Davy began. "Will you marry me?"
"Yes!" Emma went to his level and hugged him, but she suddenly stopped, "Wait, I haven't told you about...."
"I already asked your parents." Davy laughed. Emma kissed him, and watched as he put the ring on her finger. She bit her lip and smiled, she kept tears back. They began to kiss again.
Emma smiled, "Pirate."
"Oh bloody hell!" Jessy looked at the man. "Its Patrick, boy I thought you died long ago!"
"No I lived." Patrick smiled.
"Unlike some people." Jessy's brow lifted in question. "Why did you leave?"
"Needed me freedom." He shrugged. "I would've came sooner."
"Understandable." Jessy ignored his last statement. "Sparrows need to fly free."
Davy stood in the doorway. Looking at Lea sleeping. She looked more like her mother than him. He felt someone's arms go around his waist and a chin appeared on his shoulder.
"What are you going to do, Mr. Sparrow?" Emma asked him.
"I don't know." Davy shrugged still looking at Lea. He turned to face her. "Funny how things work out." Emma nodded.
"Davy, did you ever love anyone?" Emma asked.
"I only ever loved you." Davy pulled her into a kiss, but she stopped him.
"Anyone besides me?" Emma looked into his blue Caribbean eyes.
"No," Davy shook his head, "Alexa was lust not love."
"How do you know?" Emma asked.
"When I was with her, I never felt safe, and home," Davy smiled, "When I'm with you, I'm home and safe."
"Safe?" Emma laughed, "How do you feel safe around me?"
"Is that so hard?" Davy asked her and kissed her quickly. "You're the best swordswomen in the Caribbean!"
James smiled at Pearl, who was laughing a bit. She seemed so carefree, and happy.
"What are you lookin at Noble?" Pearl controlled her laughter, and took a swig of her rum in her hand.
"How do you do that, Ms. Sparrow?" James asked.
"Do what?" Pearl asked, taking another.
"Drink that much rum?" He laughed, and she took another.
"Rum's good." Pearl nodded. "Freedom's better."
"Freedom?" James asked looking at her strangely.
"Yes, bloody freedom!" Pearl's eyes narrowed.
"What's so free about being a pirate?" He watched her sway. "Your wanted on every island, and the whole navy is after you!"
"That's only half the fun." Pearl slurred, taking another drink. "The ships freedom, no rules you have to live by, no damn people you have to impress."
"What about the pirate codes, and other pirates, Ms. Sparrow?" James wondered.
"Pirate code's more like guidelines, and other pirates, they don't give a damn what you do as long as its not to them or their ship, as for impressing them," Pearl sighed "you don't have to."
"I still don't get the freedom half of it." He shook his head.
"You get to do this." Pearl suddenly grabbed his head and kissed him full on the mouth. They broke apart, and stared at each other for a few moments wondering for what to say. She grabbed him again and kissed him. James didn't resist and pulled her in with him. The smell of alcohol still strong on her breath.
"You be wantin to do that down in the cabin area, girly." They quickly broke apart and looked at Sparrow. He seemed to glare at James.
"I better go see what I need to do down in the cabins." James nodded and hurried off. Sparrow watched him leave and turned to Pearl, she looked at her father.
"You never let me have any fun." Pearl took a swig of rum.
"Where'd you get that?" Sparrow asked looking hungrily at the bottle.
"Down in the cabin," Pearl sighed, and started to walk to it. "Come on we'll spilt a few."
Emma looked out towards the sunset. They were going to be in Port Royal soon, and she still hadn't told Davy what her father had said. His arms wrapped around her waist and she took in his sent. She felt his arms loosen and leave her, and she opened her mouth to say something, but he swung her around. Emma looked down at him. He was on one knee and looking up at her. He held one of her hands, and a ring in his other hand. Her eyes widened and she felt her knees becoming week.
"Emma Turner." Davy began. "Will you marry me?"
"Yes!" Emma went to his level and hugged him, but she suddenly stopped, "Wait, I haven't told you about...."
"I already asked your parents." Davy laughed. Emma kissed him, and watched as he put the ring on her finger. She bit her lip and smiled, she kept tears back. They began to kiss again.
Emma smiled, "Pirate."