Bridget Sparrow
By Anna Summers
Reviews, reviews! Eight reviews, to be precise! A million thank you's and hugs
to the reviewers! I was thinking about ending the story after the first chapter
and letting everyone use their imaginations to see what might happen to Jack
and Bridget, but my imagination got the better of me, so here I am
writing another chapter to Bridget. Enjoy! (Thank you's at bottom.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Captain Jack Sparrow, however I do own Bridget and
young Tom! :) Happy readings!
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Bridget stormed outside onto the deck of The Black Pearl, her father's ship. It was a beautiful day, hardly a cloud in the sky, and just the slightest hint of a spring breeze coming from the North. Exasperated, Bridget walked to the hull of the ship and leaned against the side, allowing the wind to tousle her dark hair. She sighed. How could he always do this to her? He'd never kept his word. He'd never quit piracy, and she'd never get a mother.
Life had been so much easier before her mother died when she was twelve years old. Her mother and her had been best friends; Bridget had no secrets from her, and she knew everything about her mother. Catherine, her mother, had been the only one that had ever meant anything to her until Jack, even though it seemed as though it had hardly been any time at all since he had showed up at Port Royal, her home up until that point, and carried her off to sea.
"Another fight, eh?"
Bridget whirled around to her intruder, but smiled when she saw whom the voice belonged to. It was Tom, a young pirate and a new member of Jack's crew. He was around Bridget's age and she had befriended him in the two months or so he had been aboard the Pearl. Not only that, he and Bridget had developed somewhat of a romance in the past few months at sea. He was accustomed to Bridget and Jack's fights, and he always knew how to cheer Bridget up after one of them.
"He's a stubborn man, Bridget. Why don't ye just accept the fact that he's not givin' up bein' a pirate anytime soon?"
Bridget sighed and turned back to the ocean.
"I wish he'd just drop me off at Port Royal and let me make my own living."
Tom chuckled a bit, "That wouldn't last long. Ye on yer own."
Bridget turned around and pretended to be hurt by his comment.
"What? You don't think the daughter of Captain Jack Sparrow could make it on her own?"
Tom cocked and eyebrow and procured an amused smile across his face. He shrugged and walked over to stand next to Bridget.
"Actually, I think ye'd do fine on yer own." He spoke in a quiet tone, "But it's me who'd miss ye."
"Oh you would, would you?" Bridget faced her entire body towards Tom's as she said playfully, "How much so?"
"This much..."
Tom leaned in closely to Kate and pressed his lips against hers in a sweet, tender kiss that sent Bridget to the stars. Bridget's eyes were closed, and she felt the warmth of Tom's rough hands around her face and she shivered as she felt them move through her hair. Lips parting, tongues exploring each other's open mouths, Bridget was getting lost in the moment. So lost, in fact, that she didn't even hear Jack clearing his throat loudly behind them.
"Sorry to interrupt." Jack said noisily, causing Tom to jump back from Kate and obtain somewhat of an embarrassed expression on his face. This was anything but professional.
"Tom, the deck needs cleanin', lad."
"Aye, sir." Said a red-faced Tom, and he scurried off, shooting one longing, fleeting look towards Kate. He avoided eye contact with his captain. Bridget stared after him, but when he was gone, she turned back to her father who was staring at her in a deep frown.
"Are ye always going to be this difficult, then?" He crossed his arms across his chest and studied Bridget.
"What? Just because you can't find a woman, does that forbid me from seeing a man?"
"A man?" Jack exclaimed, "He's barely older than ye are."
"Precisely." Bridget huffed matter-of-factly, and then turned around to stare at the ocean once again.
Jack sighed, "Ye know, love. If yer so unhappy here, I 'spose ye could go back to Port Royal. Yer plenty old enough. Maybe ye could stay with my friends, the Turners, for a bit. I'm sure they wouldn't mind havin' ye."
There was a sad tone to Jack's voice that almost made Bridget's heart hurt. She could tell it was difficult for him to say that she was free to go away, he'd fallen in love with her the past half-decade. Bridget had never met the Turner's, but Jack talked about the couple and their adventures quite often. Half of Bridget begged her to stay on the Pearl with her father and with Tom, but the other half pleaded for new adventures and new scenery.
She turned back to Jack, "You'd let me go?"
"Ye say it like yer a prisoner." Jack chuckled a bit, "But, yes. I'll set ye free."
Bridget nodded; perhaps this was for the best. If she couldn't change everyone's lives, why not change her own? She smiled and ran to Jack, embracing him tightly. She felt Jack relax under her compassionate hug, and she looked up at him to find him staring back at her.
"You won't regret this." She smiled happily and pulled away from him, running off, perhaps to tell Tom the good news. She was going home. Jack stared after her, flustered with himself for being so heart-broken; he was a pirate. Pirates didn't form heart-wrenching, bonding relationships with anyone or anything except money. Was he a changed man because of Bridget? He thought about her words. You won't regret this.
And the only thing going through Jack's mind was,
I know I will.
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Thank you's!
bambi eyes – I'm glad you like this story. Do not worry, I am still continuing on my other stories!
Delphein – I've read your stories, and you're an amazing writer. So, a compliment from you is beyond my expectations! Thank you so very much and I must agree about the pirate having responsibilities!
jacksparrow'sfiance – Savvy, I shall continue! Thanks for reviewing!
Hamster Huey – As I said, I was thinking about not continuing, but I decided against myself! I'm glad you like it!
Captain Blackbird – Thanks for the constructive criticism. You pointed out that I said, "Normally they adored each other" and then I said, "Bridget always hated him for leaving." You see, what I actually wrote was "If there's one thing Bridget hated about him, it was that he always broke his promises." Now, I love my parents, but there are things that I can't stand about them, so while Bridget says she hates it when he leaves, it doesn't mean she doesn't still adore him. And sorry you think Jack's out of character, I'll try harder. Thanks again.
AllieScic – I shall continue! I'm glad you like it!
IWRY-ALWAYS – I get two wows! Thrilled :) Thank you very much! And thanks for reviewing my other stories! You're awesome!