A/N Thankz, lemonade! Glad you like it… no, Anne is not really pregnant, but if it's that unclear, maybe I should go back over it. And thanks to AbbieNormal182… what a great compliment! That's so nice of you to say so…
Disclaimer: No, I don't own anything, Geniuses.
Jack sat back against the wall of the cell. "Are you going to get us out of here?" Anne asked impatiently.
"Course, love. Got to wait for the opportune moment." He gestured toward the guard standing against the wall opposite them. He looked half asleep, a pistol drooping from his hand.
Jack gestured for Anne to come sit next to him. She stomped over and sat heavily against the wall.
"Careful of the baby, love."
"Ha ha ha. There is no baby."
"I know that!" Jack hissed. "But that guard over there doesn't, and I think we should continue to keep him in the dark, savvy?"
"He wouldn't care even if there was no baby… We would still have to wait until tomorrow for the noose, and you have a plan."
"Shhh!" Jack said, putting his finger over her lips so the guard wouldn't hear. "Plans tend to go wrong sometimes, and if it does, then you're going to want to live, right?"
"I can die for all I care… those bastards ruined everything. Especially Calico Jack!"
"You've been betrayed?" Jack asked, interested. Anne turned to him.
"Surely you've heard the stories?"
Jack thought for a moment. "Anne Bonny, Anne Bonny and Mary Reed, Calico Jack… you mean John Rackham?"
"Aye, the very same." Anne told him. Jack looked at her. "You wouldn't happen to be Anne Cormac?" Anne was surprised.
"That's not my name any longer." She tried to recall the last time she had heard her maiden name.
"That's what they call you in the Carolinas." Jack said with finality.
"Yeah, sure. Before I eloped that was my name, but I am not living that life any longer." Anne said, dismissing it. Jack's eyes widened.
"Ah, yes… I remember now… Anne Bonny and Mary Reed, the two female's with a passion for… each other!"
Anne threw him a look of daggers. "That's just a stupid rumor… while it is true that in her male form, when she disguised herself as a man, I did throw myself in her general direction, once she revealed herself to me, we were best mates, that's all." She paused. "And don't ever mention that again. Tell me about you… I don't dwell on me."
Jack didn't say anything. Anne was a bit frustrated.
"Tell me about…"
"Shhh…" He said, pointing to the guard, who was now fast asleep. Anne shut up quickly.
"We should get out of here now." Jack said, pointing to the door. Anne looked at it carefully.
Jack walked up and placed his palms against the hinges of the door, inspecting it carefully before unbuttoning his jacket. On the inside, hidden in the seam, was a small pocket, and in the pocket was a tool Anne did not recognize. It was small and had a round part on one end. Anne studied carefully as he placed the round end over one of the bolts near the cell wall and twisted. The bolts holding the hinges on the cell began to very carefully unscrew, making a horrible high pitched squeaking noise. The guard on the other side of the wall shifted uncomfortably before opening his eyes and looking right at Jack and Anne, who had both frozen in place, startled at the noise made by the bolt.
A strange look of confusion and anger passed over the guards face and it looked like he was about to come over and yell at them. Anne shoved Jack out of the way and walked up to the hinges… they were rusted enough so that if the right amount of pressure was applied, she could push it open, but until now it was not possible. Now that Jack had loosened the bolts, Anne pushed hard on the lower side of a rusted hinge, and it twisted free with a sickening creak.
Anne pushed out the door and stretched out a hand for the weapons that had been placed against the wall, just out of her reach from inside the cell. She tossed Jack his sword, and aimed his pistol at the man who was now frozen against the wall. Jack pulled his hat and other things off the hooks from the wall, and tossed Anne her hat. She caught it, and in the moment she took to put it on her head, the guard ran forward and grabbed her arm that had the gun. Anne dropped it just as if was going off, and it hit the guard right in the groin.
Anne watched in horror as a look of pain crossed over his face and he fell to the ground. Jack dragged her away towards a door, and finally she managed to will her feet to move.
Once they were outside, Anne took deep breaths and Jack continued to drag her silently towards the docks. There was a large commotion of Navy officers ran past, their red coat making them stand out quite nicely.
Jack laughed once they were out of sight. "That was quite a nice show you pulled, if I do say so myself."
"Of course it was." Anne snapped. "I've outdone myself." She sighed. "Is your ship around here somewhere?"
"No. I didn't want to dock it in sight. We are going to have to steal a small boat and row to the cove where I have it hidden, along with my crew."
Anne was suspicious. "Why did you come here in the first place?"
Jack shrugged and looked around at all the boats. "Felt like it."
Anne turned around and noticed a woman with dark skin walking down the docks in a confident manner. Jack turned also and grinned when he saw this woman.
"Yes, Anamaria? What news?"
The woman shrugged. "We are waiting, Captain, just like you said… the men are getting impatient… they want to steal something. Who's this?" She asked, turning her attention to Anne.
"Anne Bonny." Anne said, sticking out her hand. Anamaria laughed.
"And where's Mary? Did she get tired of your affections?"
Anne turned pale. She shook her head, and looked at Jack, who seemed a bit alarmed. She sent him a look like 'who the hell is this.'
Jack spoke. "Anamaria, be nice please, Anne and I have an accord. And Anne, this is Anamaria, my first mate."
Anne shook her head. "I can already see what kind of reputation I have on your ship, and I am starting to think that our accord must be nullified."
Anamaria crossed her arms and pouted. "Don't see why we have to bring little miss fine education onto the Pearl, Jack."
Anne drew out her pistol and placed it against Anamaria's forehead. "Don't mock me." She said softly.
Jack stepped carefully between them. "Ladies-, I mean pirates; you're going to have to put aside your differences and get along… Anamaria, love, get used to other women already, I've been with tons of them, and I think you should learn to live with them."
Anne put away her pistol. She didn't say anything else.
"Alright, loves, time to get to the Pearl, and we can discuss future places to pillage." Jack said, and led them over to a very small wooden boat he had discovered. The three of the got inside and paddled in silence around the coast for a ways until they found a narrow entrance to a cave in the side of a cliff. Anne looked at it in wonder and paddled along with Jack and Anamaria.
The Black Pearl was beautiful; that much Anne could tell right off the bat. The black sails accented the fine details along the railing and edges of the ship… Anne could see why Jack loved it so.
When they got onto the ship, Anne grabbed Jack's arm before he could walk to the helm and begin to call orders.
"I have an interesting proposition for you, Captain." She said, and they left to go to Jack's cabin.
"Have you ever heard of a pirate by the name of Cutlass Liz?" Anne asked Jack. Jack's interest was up.
"I know a rather uptight girl name Elizabeth, but no, I have never heard of a Cutlass Liz."
Anne sighed. She did not want to have to recount the story. But it was important.
"Cutlass Liz was a young girl who decided to take the course of piracy while with a Spanish crew. Once she raided a Spanish ship and received 30,000 pounds worth of goods. That is a quite a bit of money, Jack. Liz was killed by her traitorous crew, but her treasure was not on the ship, and was never found. But she was a friend and acquaintance of Grace O'Malley. Liz told Grace. Grace told her first son, Toby, the location of the trove when he was still young only 11, and then the ship they were on was raided. He barely escaped, but was presumed dead. My ship- well, not really mine, Calico Jack's- found him floating in the water on a barrel, lucky to be alive, and before he died, he told me the location of the trove." Anne smiled a little. "Such a sweet young boy… told me I looked like an angel."
Jack was impatient now.
"So where is it? That's quite a tale you have there… but a bit slow in getting to the point. Where is the treasure?" Jack grinned. "I knew you would be useful. I knew it!"
Anne brushed her red hair off her shoulders very slowly and seductively so that Jack's attention remained on her. She took her time in answering.
"There is a catch."
Jack groaned. He should have known this was coming… what did she want?
Anne continued to talk slowly. "I am not going to tell you the location of the treasure. I want my own cabin. And I want to be treated nicely… no, fairly. I want fifty percent, no less than 15,000 pounds. And I want to be the first mate. I like that position."
Jack groaned. So much! The cabin he had planned on giving her anyway, and the treatment, and he didn't expect her to tell him right out. 15,000 pounds wasn't that bad a request… splitting it fifty-fifty so that she could get back on her feet again.
But giving her the position of first mate? He couldn't.
First of all, Anamaria would either kill her, kill him, or sign off the ship, and he couldn't afford any of that happening. Second, he needed a first mate he could fully trust, and he didn't quite know what to think of Anne yet. Why hadn't she mentioned something like this before? Why was she telling him now?
"You can't be a first mate. I agree to everything else."
Anne sighed. "Well, first mate is what I want, so I guess we won't be going after the treasure. You're lucky I don't ask to be Captain."
Jack was desperate. "How about 2nd mate, love? Can't you just bear with me here? I- I could make you a special passenger, you can do whatever you want, just don't make me bump Anamaria!"
"Alright then." Anne said pleasantly. "Then let me be a Captain also… the two of us both. Accord?"
Jack, not knowing what else to do, agreed.
It was hard to break the news to Anamaria. She was practically frothing at the mouth, and she dragged Jack over to a corner to yell at him while he tried to explain.
"I'VE BEEN YOUR FIRST MATE FOR THREE YEARS AND SHE COMES ON AND YOU JUST LET HER TAKE THE POSITION RIGHT OFF THE BAT! DAMN YOU AND THAT LESBIAN HUSSY!"
Anne chose not to say anything, but instead listened intently to the argument Jack was making.
"You see, Ana, you may be the one I trust, but Anne… it's a matter of leverage, see…"
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