(A/N): At last, Hellweek's (exam week) over! We had just passed against the
lost-souls of Purgatory (our so-demanding teachers), and crossed the fiery
flames of Hell (exam and clearance), and yet.... We're alive! And we're ready
to cross heaven (summer vacation)! Sorry it took time for me to update this
fic. Please review it and tell me what you think about it.
Disclaimer: POTC's not mine.
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Chapter Two: Seeing Him Once More
"Drink up, Will," Jack said, setting down two mugs at the table.
"Thanks, Jack," Will said, taking a mug and drinking it heartily. "It's good to be back at Tortuga."
"Aye, it is," Jack agreed, downing his own mug of rum.
Kimberlew watched from afar as a young man drink and laugh with her captain. She smiled to herself as her captain ordered three more mugs of rum for himself.
Typical pirate of a man, my capt'n is, she thought. I wonder if that lad is one of his new crew.
"Miss Krutz," a voice whispered to her.
She turned around. It was Genevieve.
"What's wrong? Why don't you go to him?" Gene suggested, a smile playing on her lips.
"I can't." Kimberlew answered, peering at her captain again. "`E'll probably blow the whole place down if 'e sees me."
Gene was silent for a while, watching Kimberlew's expression soften as she continued to spy at the infamous captain.
"Do you plan to spy on him all night long?" Gene asked.
Kimberlew shrugged. "It depends on 'ow long 'e'll be stayin' 'ere."
"Well, since they won't be going anytime soon, can we get a table and spy on them with a mug of rum?" Gene suggested.
Kim tore her eyes from Jack and glanced at her. "Ye sure ye wanna 'ave me for company?"
"I'd be delighted if you will be."
Kim studied her with a suspicious look, but she accepted in the end. After all, who could refuse rum? They settled in a table a short distance away from Jack's. Genevieve offered to buy the rum, seeing that Kim wasn't to keen on taking her eyes off her Captain Sparrow. She returned minutes later with a mug of rum for Kim, and for herself, a glass of –
"Lemonade?" Kimberlew said with disgust, watching Gene sip her drink delicately.
Gene licked her lips before answering, "Just because I live in Tortuga doesn't mean I like drinking rum. And just because I'm a whore doesn't mean I can't choose what I like."
Kimberlew cocked an eyebrow at her. "Suit yerself, lass." Shrugging, she drank her rum.
"I was just wondering," Gene said conversationally. "Why are you so loyal to Jack Sparrow? I mean, why him? What has he got that made you so devoted to him?"
Kimberlew placed her mug down with a soft clunk. "Why d'ye want to know?"
"Well I was just wondering." Gene replied. "If you don't want to tell me, I'll understand. No big deal."
"`E was me hero." Kim answered curtly.
"Hero?" Genevieve repeated, glancing disbelievingly at the now dead drunk Jack Sparrow. "Him?"
"It's kinda 'ard to believe isn' it? The most infamous plundering pirate of the Caribbean, a hero?" Kimberlew smiled at her. "Well 'e might not be to some, but 'e is for me... 'E is an' forever will be."
Gene stared at her incredulously. "You two had a thing going on, don't you?"
"No," Kimberlew answered. "I respect 'im as me capt'n and an ideal image of a pirate."
"So what did happen before? How'd you two met?" Gene asked, obviously interested.
Kimberlew smiled at the memory of her first encounter with her captain. "I stole 'is purse."
"You stole his purse?" Gene echoed, her eyes wide.
"Aye, I did. I used to be a street rat (A/N: As in Aladdin-like street rat). And stealing was me only means of living." Kimberlew explained. "Until one day, I saw a man swaggering like one drunk on the street with a large purse jiggling on his belt (A/N: I wonder who could that be... ^ - ^!). It was quite a catch for a penniless critter like me, so I decided to steal it."
"And he caught you?" Gene guessed, breathless with interest.
"Sure did." Kimberlew laughed good-naturedly. "Capt'n Jack Sparrow isn't one to cross against, lassie."
"What'd he do to you? Did he send you jail?"
"`E didn', an' that was somethin' I was grateful for. Instead, 'e adopted me, seein' I was livin' alone, all me family dead an' everythin'..."
"Oh," Gene said. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked..."
"`S alright," Kim waved her apology aside. "At least ye'll stop badgering me abou' me past."
Genevieve sipped her lemonade again, smiling weakly and apologetically at Kimberlew. She would never have guessed how soft Kim could get... until now, that is. She wasn't such a bad person after all. Smiling to herself at her newly found discovery, Gene looked past Kimberlew and choked.
"Somethin' wrong, Gene?"
Grabbing Kimberlew's hand and pulling her closer, Gene whispered urgently, "It's the Port Royal Navy!"
Kimberlew glanced behind her shoulder, and true enough, ten men wearing uniforms bearing the Port Royal Navy symbol were talking with the landlord.
"And so?" Kim asked, puzzled.
"I heard that the Navy was looking for Jack Sparrow because he abducted the governor's daughter." Gene explained. "We have to get your captain out of here! NOW! "
"Follow me." Kimberlew whispered, casually standing from her table and walking toward Jack's.
"Jack Sparrow... I know 'e's 'ere somewhere..." Kim heard the landlord say.
"Make it quick. We're in a hurry." One of the soldiers barked.
"Miss Krutz..." Gene muttered.
"Calm down, Gene, and just follow me."
Reaching their destination, Kimberlew helped Will on his feet and draped his arm around Genevieve's shoulder. Having done so, she also helped Jack up and draped his arm around hers. They started to walk casually yet quietly toward the backdoor. They were nearly there when the landlord suddenly shouted, "THERE HE IS! CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!"
"You there, stop!" A soldier commanded.
"Get outta 'ere. I'll meet ye three at the port." Kimberlew said, pushing Jack to Gene.
"This is our last warning, stop or we'll shoot!"
Taking her pistols out, Kimberlew took aim and fired at the navy. Everyone started screaming and panicking. Gene took that opportunity to get away, hastily dragging both Will and Jack out of the tavern.
Disclaimer: POTC's not mine.
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Chapter Two: Seeing Him Once More
"Drink up, Will," Jack said, setting down two mugs at the table.
"Thanks, Jack," Will said, taking a mug and drinking it heartily. "It's good to be back at Tortuga."
"Aye, it is," Jack agreed, downing his own mug of rum.
Kimberlew watched from afar as a young man drink and laugh with her captain. She smiled to herself as her captain ordered three more mugs of rum for himself.
Typical pirate of a man, my capt'n is, she thought. I wonder if that lad is one of his new crew.
"Miss Krutz," a voice whispered to her.
She turned around. It was Genevieve.
"What's wrong? Why don't you go to him?" Gene suggested, a smile playing on her lips.
"I can't." Kimberlew answered, peering at her captain again. "`E'll probably blow the whole place down if 'e sees me."
Gene was silent for a while, watching Kimberlew's expression soften as she continued to spy at the infamous captain.
"Do you plan to spy on him all night long?" Gene asked.
Kimberlew shrugged. "It depends on 'ow long 'e'll be stayin' 'ere."
"Well, since they won't be going anytime soon, can we get a table and spy on them with a mug of rum?" Gene suggested.
Kim tore her eyes from Jack and glanced at her. "Ye sure ye wanna 'ave me for company?"
"I'd be delighted if you will be."
Kim studied her with a suspicious look, but she accepted in the end. After all, who could refuse rum? They settled in a table a short distance away from Jack's. Genevieve offered to buy the rum, seeing that Kim wasn't to keen on taking her eyes off her Captain Sparrow. She returned minutes later with a mug of rum for Kim, and for herself, a glass of –
"Lemonade?" Kimberlew said with disgust, watching Gene sip her drink delicately.
Gene licked her lips before answering, "Just because I live in Tortuga doesn't mean I like drinking rum. And just because I'm a whore doesn't mean I can't choose what I like."
Kimberlew cocked an eyebrow at her. "Suit yerself, lass." Shrugging, she drank her rum.
"I was just wondering," Gene said conversationally. "Why are you so loyal to Jack Sparrow? I mean, why him? What has he got that made you so devoted to him?"
Kimberlew placed her mug down with a soft clunk. "Why d'ye want to know?"
"Well I was just wondering." Gene replied. "If you don't want to tell me, I'll understand. No big deal."
"`E was me hero." Kim answered curtly.
"Hero?" Genevieve repeated, glancing disbelievingly at the now dead drunk Jack Sparrow. "Him?"
"It's kinda 'ard to believe isn' it? The most infamous plundering pirate of the Caribbean, a hero?" Kimberlew smiled at her. "Well 'e might not be to some, but 'e is for me... 'E is an' forever will be."
Gene stared at her incredulously. "You two had a thing going on, don't you?"
"No," Kimberlew answered. "I respect 'im as me capt'n and an ideal image of a pirate."
"So what did happen before? How'd you two met?" Gene asked, obviously interested.
Kimberlew smiled at the memory of her first encounter with her captain. "I stole 'is purse."
"You stole his purse?" Gene echoed, her eyes wide.
"Aye, I did. I used to be a street rat (A/N: As in Aladdin-like street rat). And stealing was me only means of living." Kimberlew explained. "Until one day, I saw a man swaggering like one drunk on the street with a large purse jiggling on his belt (A/N: I wonder who could that be... ^ - ^!). It was quite a catch for a penniless critter like me, so I decided to steal it."
"And he caught you?" Gene guessed, breathless with interest.
"Sure did." Kimberlew laughed good-naturedly. "Capt'n Jack Sparrow isn't one to cross against, lassie."
"What'd he do to you? Did he send you jail?"
"`E didn', an' that was somethin' I was grateful for. Instead, 'e adopted me, seein' I was livin' alone, all me family dead an' everythin'..."
"Oh," Gene said. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked..."
"`S alright," Kim waved her apology aside. "At least ye'll stop badgering me abou' me past."
Genevieve sipped her lemonade again, smiling weakly and apologetically at Kimberlew. She would never have guessed how soft Kim could get... until now, that is. She wasn't such a bad person after all. Smiling to herself at her newly found discovery, Gene looked past Kimberlew and choked.
"Somethin' wrong, Gene?"
Grabbing Kimberlew's hand and pulling her closer, Gene whispered urgently, "It's the Port Royal Navy!"
Kimberlew glanced behind her shoulder, and true enough, ten men wearing uniforms bearing the Port Royal Navy symbol were talking with the landlord.
"And so?" Kim asked, puzzled.
"I heard that the Navy was looking for Jack Sparrow because he abducted the governor's daughter." Gene explained. "We have to get your captain out of here! NOW! "
"Follow me." Kimberlew whispered, casually standing from her table and walking toward Jack's.
"Jack Sparrow... I know 'e's 'ere somewhere..." Kim heard the landlord say.
"Make it quick. We're in a hurry." One of the soldiers barked.
"Miss Krutz..." Gene muttered.
"Calm down, Gene, and just follow me."
Reaching their destination, Kimberlew helped Will on his feet and draped his arm around Genevieve's shoulder. Having done so, she also helped Jack up and draped his arm around hers. They started to walk casually yet quietly toward the backdoor. They were nearly there when the landlord suddenly shouted, "THERE HE IS! CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW!"
"You there, stop!" A soldier commanded.
"Get outta 'ere. I'll meet ye three at the port." Kimberlew said, pushing Jack to Gene.
"This is our last warning, stop or we'll shoot!"
Taking her pistols out, Kimberlew took aim and fired at the navy. Everyone started screaming and panicking. Gene took that opportunity to get away, hastily dragging both Will and Jack out of the tavern.