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Chapter 10: Trouble on Deck
Faith saw Abbi leaning on the deck railing and thought she knew shy the piratess looked so preoccupied. She approached quietly and for a moment, she merely stood beside her friend. "Where's Jack?" she asked tentatively.
"Why should I care?" Abbi replied tartly, trying to close the subject.
But Faith was not deterred. "Because he said he'd be back an hour ago and he's not back yet?" No response. "Because he's your friend?" Abbi merely shrugged. "Because you love him."
Abbi whipped her head around to look at Faith, immediately irate. "Love him? Love him?! Why would you think that? What have I done to make everyone think that?"
"I know what's been going on. I honestly didn't mean to overhear, but I was in the crow's nest last night and I'm pretty sure I got the gist of the fight on the deck. It was kind of hard not to put two and two together. I know you love him! I can see it in your eyes!"
Abbi glared at her friend. "You're starting to sound just like Jack."
"Abbi..." Faith warned, her voice showing her clear frustration.
Abbi stared at Faith for a moment before deciding to ignore the whole statement. "Haven't you ever heard of the Code? We can leave without Jack easily. The Code says, 'If a man falls behind...'"
"'He's left behind.' And I'll never forget what Elizabeth said when she told about that rule: 'Faith, they're pirates! Hang the Code, and hang the rules!' Abbi, you can't just leave Jack. You'll never be happy if you do."
Abbi took a moment and processed everything Faith had said. "Spite, Elizabeth!" she muttered as she turned on her heel and stomped away.
Faith watched with a small smile as Abbi left the ship and entered the place where most of the crew already was: Tortuga. Faith went back to her post and continued her watch with hope for Abbi, Jack, and their budding relationship.
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A few hours later, Faith stiffened, reaching for her dagger. She tried to make out the figure on the boarding plank through the swiftly approaching darkness. She walked quickly to block the way. When the man came to the end, Faith saw how big this man really was. He towered over her, and for a moment, Faith's confidence fell.
After a moment, she regained her composure and began a short interrogation of the man. "Who are you?"
"Name's Clay, but everybody calls me Bootleg," the man replied readily in a low gruff voice.
"What's your purpose?"
"I'm a new recruit; this is my new assignment."
"Who sent you?"
"Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow."
Faith pursed her lips and sized up the man called Bootleg. "Very well – the galley's through that door and the kitchen's over there."
"Where?"
Faith pursed her lips and pointed once again toward the door.
The man squinted. "I don't see it."
Faith looked at him strangely, just wanting to run and find someone else to back her up. She turned and led the ruffian to the familiar place. As soon as they'd entered it, Bootleg grabbed Faith's arm and pulled her toward him.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Faith took her dagger from her belt and slashed his cheek. The man, seemingly unfazed, felt his cheek, looked at his now blood-covered hand, and smiled evilly. He took the dagger from Faith before she could think. His grip tightened and he brought her right up against him.
"What was the crew's wench doing guarding the ship, eh?" he asked, his awful breath causing Faith to screw up her features.
"I am a member of the crew – a piratess!" she said, now understanding what he was intending to do. She was on the brink of panic and soon found herself screaming as the pirate denied what she'd said and began trying to tear off her skirt off. Faith luckily broke away and ran to the other side of the room. "Don't come near me!" Faith screamed.
The fact that Faith was now crying had no effect upon Bootleg. Faith fell to the floor against the wall and lay in a ball, her knees tucked to her chest as she rocked back and forth. He drew closer and closer; Faith's wails grew louder and louder.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Bootleg's attention was diverted. Faith looked up, gasping, tears still streaking down her face.
"Don't lay on a hand on her!" said a familiar voice.
"What? Is it your turn, mate?"
"I will have you know," Thomas said as he came to stand between Bootleg and Faith, "that Faith is a piratess, and the Captain's given specific orders that she's not to be touched."
"The Captain's not 'ere, is 'e? What are you gonna do to stop me?"
"Don't take one step," Thomas warned calmly.
"Or what?" Bootleg challenged, taking one step forward.
"Or I'll have to do this," Thomas replied, whipping out his pistol, cocking, and firing before Bootleg could blink.
Faith screamed as Bootleg's lifeless body fell into a crumpled heap on the floor. She covered her face with her hands and rocked violently, trying to rid herself of the horrible image.
Thomas was soon on the floor next to her, trying to help her onto her feet. When he realized that Faith was so hysterical that she couldn't even stand, he took her up, her knees in the crook of his elbow and her head cradled against his shoulder as she clung to his neck and wept onto his sleeve.
He took her into Abbi's cabin and put her onto a chair. She sniffed and looked down at Thomas who was kneeling in front of her. He brushed her hair out of her face with his hand. She smiled weakly. "I have to go up now and keep watch, but as soon as you're all right, come and tell me, okay?"
Faith nodded, feeling tears threatening her. Thomas left the room. Faith sat there for a long time, contemplating everything from the incident to her past. She closed her eyes to try and bring moisture to her now very dry eyes. She had stopped crying, but she was still rattled. She stood slowly on wobbly legs and made her way to the main deck. She saw Thomas in the crow's nest and quickly went up to join him.
"Hello," he said, obviously surprised.
"Thomas, I..." Faith couldn't finish. She just wanted to stare at him all night. Thomas looked at her for a moment or two. Faith couldn't hold back any longer. She advanced slowly, looking up into Thomas' eyes. He looked down questioningly into hers. She stopped only a few inches in front of him, realized what she was doing, and lowered her eyes to his feet.
"Thank you, Thomas. You can't know how much it means to me."
Thomas, overcome with emotion, reached down and lifted her chin to bring her eyes to his. He leaned down slowly, holding her gaze for as long as he could. As their lips met, Faith felt a weight lift from her shoulders. The kiss was fairly short, but Thomas held Faith in his arms for a long time afterward.
It was a subdued and emotionally drained Faith that lifted her head from Thomas' shoulder to say, "Thomas, you're not getting any work done, and I'm exhausted."
He smiled. "Okay, here you go," he said, allowing her to slump down and lean against the railing. "I'll keep watch while you sleep.
"Okay, but only on one condition," Faith said sleepily.
"What is that?" Thomas asked, smiling again.
"You have to wake me up so I can take a watch. Preferably before everyone gets back." She yawned widely.
"I'll see what I can do," he skirted, knowing full well that he was going to let her sleep. He did not, however, watch the ship or the docks. He found himself constantly staring at Faith, thinking she was just as angelic when she was asleep as when she was awake.
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Once again, another chappy devoted to Faith and Thomas. No Jack, but it has to be done. Jack and Abbi are next chappy, and if y'all want it sooner than this Wed. or Thurs., get to reviewing and tell us so!
Pirate'sRedWinter: Our devoted reviewer! JOEY: No, Abbi is not insane. She is my character, as Faith is Ary's character. There is a lot of me in her...
ARY: Gee, that explains a lot! You're not completely sane!
JOEY: I'll admit that. But as we all know, Jack isn't completely sane either, so in all reality, they would make a good match...
ARY: Whatever.
JOEY: ANYWAY, Abbi may lose it sometimes, but she is very smart. And as for Jack and Abbi to get together... you'll just have to wait and see!
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Chapter 10: Trouble on Deck
Faith saw Abbi leaning on the deck railing and thought she knew shy the piratess looked so preoccupied. She approached quietly and for a moment, she merely stood beside her friend. "Where's Jack?" she asked tentatively.
"Why should I care?" Abbi replied tartly, trying to close the subject.
But Faith was not deterred. "Because he said he'd be back an hour ago and he's not back yet?" No response. "Because he's your friend?" Abbi merely shrugged. "Because you love him."
Abbi whipped her head around to look at Faith, immediately irate. "Love him? Love him?! Why would you think that? What have I done to make everyone think that?"
"I know what's been going on. I honestly didn't mean to overhear, but I was in the crow's nest last night and I'm pretty sure I got the gist of the fight on the deck. It was kind of hard not to put two and two together. I know you love him! I can see it in your eyes!"
Abbi glared at her friend. "You're starting to sound just like Jack."
"Abbi..." Faith warned, her voice showing her clear frustration.
Abbi stared at Faith for a moment before deciding to ignore the whole statement. "Haven't you ever heard of the Code? We can leave without Jack easily. The Code says, 'If a man falls behind...'"
"'He's left behind.' And I'll never forget what Elizabeth said when she told about that rule: 'Faith, they're pirates! Hang the Code, and hang the rules!' Abbi, you can't just leave Jack. You'll never be happy if you do."
Abbi took a moment and processed everything Faith had said. "Spite, Elizabeth!" she muttered as she turned on her heel and stomped away.
Faith watched with a small smile as Abbi left the ship and entered the place where most of the crew already was: Tortuga. Faith went back to her post and continued her watch with hope for Abbi, Jack, and their budding relationship.
*
A few hours later, Faith stiffened, reaching for her dagger. She tried to make out the figure on the boarding plank through the swiftly approaching darkness. She walked quickly to block the way. When the man came to the end, Faith saw how big this man really was. He towered over her, and for a moment, Faith's confidence fell.
After a moment, she regained her composure and began a short interrogation of the man. "Who are you?"
"Name's Clay, but everybody calls me Bootleg," the man replied readily in a low gruff voice.
"What's your purpose?"
"I'm a new recruit; this is my new assignment."
"Who sent you?"
"Jack Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow."
Faith pursed her lips and sized up the man called Bootleg. "Very well – the galley's through that door and the kitchen's over there."
"Where?"
Faith pursed her lips and pointed once again toward the door.
The man squinted. "I don't see it."
Faith looked at him strangely, just wanting to run and find someone else to back her up. She turned and led the ruffian to the familiar place. As soon as they'd entered it, Bootleg grabbed Faith's arm and pulled her toward him.
"What are you doing? Let me go!" Faith took her dagger from her belt and slashed his cheek. The man, seemingly unfazed, felt his cheek, looked at his now blood-covered hand, and smiled evilly. He took the dagger from Faith before she could think. His grip tightened and he brought her right up against him.
"What was the crew's wench doing guarding the ship, eh?" he asked, his awful breath causing Faith to screw up her features.
"I am a member of the crew – a piratess!" she said, now understanding what he was intending to do. She was on the brink of panic and soon found herself screaming as the pirate denied what she'd said and began trying to tear off her skirt off. Faith luckily broke away and ran to the other side of the room. "Don't come near me!" Faith screamed.
The fact that Faith was now crying had no effect upon Bootleg. Faith fell to the floor against the wall and lay in a ball, her knees tucked to her chest as she rocked back and forth. He drew closer and closer; Faith's wails grew louder and louder.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Bootleg's attention was diverted. Faith looked up, gasping, tears still streaking down her face.
"Don't lay on a hand on her!" said a familiar voice.
"What? Is it your turn, mate?"
"I will have you know," Thomas said as he came to stand between Bootleg and Faith, "that Faith is a piratess, and the Captain's given specific orders that she's not to be touched."
"The Captain's not 'ere, is 'e? What are you gonna do to stop me?"
"Don't take one step," Thomas warned calmly.
"Or what?" Bootleg challenged, taking one step forward.
"Or I'll have to do this," Thomas replied, whipping out his pistol, cocking, and firing before Bootleg could blink.
Faith screamed as Bootleg's lifeless body fell into a crumpled heap on the floor. She covered her face with her hands and rocked violently, trying to rid herself of the horrible image.
Thomas was soon on the floor next to her, trying to help her onto her feet. When he realized that Faith was so hysterical that she couldn't even stand, he took her up, her knees in the crook of his elbow and her head cradled against his shoulder as she clung to his neck and wept onto his sleeve.
He took her into Abbi's cabin and put her onto a chair. She sniffed and looked down at Thomas who was kneeling in front of her. He brushed her hair out of her face with his hand. She smiled weakly. "I have to go up now and keep watch, but as soon as you're all right, come and tell me, okay?"
Faith nodded, feeling tears threatening her. Thomas left the room. Faith sat there for a long time, contemplating everything from the incident to her past. She closed her eyes to try and bring moisture to her now very dry eyes. She had stopped crying, but she was still rattled. She stood slowly on wobbly legs and made her way to the main deck. She saw Thomas in the crow's nest and quickly went up to join him.
"Hello," he said, obviously surprised.
"Thomas, I..." Faith couldn't finish. She just wanted to stare at him all night. Thomas looked at her for a moment or two. Faith couldn't hold back any longer. She advanced slowly, looking up into Thomas' eyes. He looked down questioningly into hers. She stopped only a few inches in front of him, realized what she was doing, and lowered her eyes to his feet.
"Thank you, Thomas. You can't know how much it means to me."
Thomas, overcome with emotion, reached down and lifted her chin to bring her eyes to his. He leaned down slowly, holding her gaze for as long as he could. As their lips met, Faith felt a weight lift from her shoulders. The kiss was fairly short, but Thomas held Faith in his arms for a long time afterward.
It was a subdued and emotionally drained Faith that lifted her head from Thomas' shoulder to say, "Thomas, you're not getting any work done, and I'm exhausted."
He smiled. "Okay, here you go," he said, allowing her to slump down and lean against the railing. "I'll keep watch while you sleep.
"Okay, but only on one condition," Faith said sleepily.
"What is that?" Thomas asked, smiling again.
"You have to wake me up so I can take a watch. Preferably before everyone gets back." She yawned widely.
"I'll see what I can do," he skirted, knowing full well that he was going to let her sleep. He did not, however, watch the ship or the docks. He found himself constantly staring at Faith, thinking she was just as angelic when she was asleep as when she was awake.
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Once again, another chappy devoted to Faith and Thomas. No Jack, but it has to be done. Jack and Abbi are next chappy, and if y'all want it sooner than this Wed. or Thurs., get to reviewing and tell us so!
Pirate'sRedWinter: Our devoted reviewer! JOEY: No, Abbi is not insane. She is my character, as Faith is Ary's character. There is a lot of me in her...
ARY: Gee, that explains a lot! You're not completely sane!
JOEY: I'll admit that. But as we all know, Jack isn't completely sane either, so in all reality, they would make a good match...
ARY: Whatever.
JOEY: ANYWAY, Abbi may lose it sometimes, but she is very smart. And as for Jack and Abbi to get together... you'll just have to wait and see!
fadingimage: YEAH! You're back! We missed you. We wondered if you were just tired of the story or if you had left us for good! We know how frustrating it is for your computer to crash and whatnot, so we understand completely. Thanks for your review mate!
me: thanks for reviewing! Hope this was a good installment of Faith and Thomas! We know- Faith may seem a little helpless right now, but TRUST US- she grows up REAL fast in the next 5 chapters!
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