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Chapter 2
The Meeting of Jack
Meline took hold of her father's hands as he helped her out of the carriage. She grimaced slightly as one of the metal pieces on her left brace scratched her calf.
"You alright?" Her father asked the moment he saw the flash of pain on her face.
He bent down to examine the scratch. Meline watched him. She saw the familiar cut on the inside of her father's palm. He had told her long ago that he had cut himself when working on her first pair of braces.
"I'm fine," she said. "But there's a sharp piece on my left brace."
"I see it," Will commented. "I'll fix that soon."
"Will you two please come on?" Called Elizabeth's voice from farther ahead. "My father would hate it if I was late for his funeral."
Will helped Meline the rest of the way down the stairs of the carriage, and they proceeded towards the graveyard.
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As much as she had loved her grandfather, Meline was very bored during the funeral service. She found it very hard to pay attention.
She held her mother's hand in an attempt to comfort her, but most of her attention was being held by a man standing across from her.
He was very strangely dressed, with a long blueish coat, his brown hair in dreadlocks, and many beads entangled in his beard.
But what was really catching her attention was how he kept looking at her. Also at her parents, but mainly at Meline.
"In the name of the father, son, and the holy ghost, Amen," came the priest's voice, barging its way into her head.
"Amen," echoed the crowd.
After a moment, Meline felt her mother's hand slide out of her own, and she turned around.
Her parents were greeting the other people that had come to the service. Meline looked over her shoulder at the strange man, but he was gone.
"Hello, Mrs. Turner, William," said a voice behind her.
Meline turned back around, and jumped.
The man was standing right beside her, hugging her father and bowing slightly to her mother.
"I'm sorry about your loss, Elizabeth," he was saying, his eyes looking as though he was trying to get her in focus. He smelled of rum.
"But it seems as though life hasn't been all misfortune."
His gaze turned to Meline.
"And who might this be?" He asked.
Will looked over at his daughter as well.
"Jack," he said, "this is our daughter, Meline. Meline, this is Mister Jack Spar-"
"Whoa, Will!" Jack said, waiving his arms around eccentrically. "You're bound to make me sick with all that mister stuff."
His eyes locked back to Meline.
"It's Captain Jack Sparrow, but you c'n call me Jack."
Meline turned to shake Jack's hand, but the sharp metal piece had become hooked to her other brace.
"Whoa!" She shouted, as she swayed and fell right into Jack's outstretched arms.
"Goodness, lass," Jack said over her shoulder. "It usually takes a woman at least ten minutes before they fall for me!"
"Shut up, Jack," said Elizabeth. "Meline, are you alright?"
"I'm fine mother," Meline sighed as Jack helped stand her back up and Will bent down to once again examine the braces. "But this stupid metal piece is giving me hell."
"Watch your language, young lady!" Yelled her mother, giving Meline's hair a slight, painful pull.
Jack chuckled slightly to himself at Elizabeth's over protectiveness. But then he looked down at Will, and saw what he was looking at.
The child had metal braces on her legs.
"Jack," Will asked, straightening up. "I need to talk with you. Can we go over here?"
But Jack was still staring at Meline, who was now fixing her dress around her legs.
"Jack!" Called Will loudly. "Over here."
Jack quickly came back to his senses and followed Will away from the women.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Jack went off at Will.
"Why didn't you tell me she was a cripple?" He asked furiously.
"She's not a cripple, Jack. But I didn't tell you because I knew it might make you change your mind," answered Will, running his hands exhaustedly through his hair. "But that's more the reason to take her with you. I can't take care of her here. Not now that Elizabeth's father has died. She's fallen so far into despair that she needs all my time and efforts. I can't protect Meline."
"But I don't know if I can take care of a handicap child. And, don't forget, it's because of the Governor's death that Meline is in danger at all," reminded Jack.
"I know that. But the fact remains that my daughter's life is in danger, and the only person I trust to take care of her when I can't, is you."
Jack thought for a moment.
"Alright then," he sighed. "But what does Elizabeth think about this?"
"She says that as long as Meline doesn't came back dead, mangled, pierced, tattooed, married, pregnant, or half as drunk as you," said Will, ticking them off on his fingers, "then she'll be okay. Otherwise, she swears she'll make sure that you're castrated."
Jack winced and momentarily covered his package at the thought.
"Well," he said. "Good to know she's got faith in me. And what does Meline think about all of this. It has to be hitting her hard."
Will looked at the ground.
"Shit," moaned Jack, hitting himself a little too hard on the forehead and blinking momentarily. "You haven't told her."
"No, I haven't," agreed Will. "But I will this afternoon before she comes to you. I'll take her home to get packed. I've bought her some boy's clothes to wear for when she leaves and stays with you. I don't want anyone to recognize her."
"Not that people won't notice her anyway with those braces," replied Jack sarcastically. "Blood-thirsty, treasure hungry pirates are only sober when their after blood or treasure. And this time their after both, so we must work quickly and stealthily. And, being that neither of these are huge strengths of mine, you're on your own until she's on my ship. Just get her to the Pearl by sunset, and I'll take it from there. Savvy?"
"Savvy," sighed Will. But as Jack turned to leave, he added, "Jack. Just bring my daughter back to me alive. Please."
Jack nodded, and left.
Will hurried in the other direction to prepare Meline for the biggest adventure of her life.
Well, there you go! Chapter two. I hope you like it. I think the next chapter will be a little slow, but I swear it's going to pick up soon. Please review! Oh! And if you feel like it, please review my other story, Jack Sparrow and the Wench of Port Royal, which is almost done.
thanks!
Disclaimer: I don't own Jack, Will, and Elizabeth, okay?! Does it feel good for me to rub it in?
Disney: Yep!
Chapter 2
The Meeting of Jack
Meline took hold of her father's hands as he helped her out of the carriage. She grimaced slightly as one of the metal pieces on her left brace scratched her calf.
"You alright?" Her father asked the moment he saw the flash of pain on her face.
He bent down to examine the scratch. Meline watched him. She saw the familiar cut on the inside of her father's palm. He had told her long ago that he had cut himself when working on her first pair of braces.
"I'm fine," she said. "But there's a sharp piece on my left brace."
"I see it," Will commented. "I'll fix that soon."
"Will you two please come on?" Called Elizabeth's voice from farther ahead. "My father would hate it if I was late for his funeral."
Will helped Meline the rest of the way down the stairs of the carriage, and they proceeded towards the graveyard.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
As much as she had loved her grandfather, Meline was very bored during the funeral service. She found it very hard to pay attention.
She held her mother's hand in an attempt to comfort her, but most of her attention was being held by a man standing across from her.
He was very strangely dressed, with a long blueish coat, his brown hair in dreadlocks, and many beads entangled in his beard.
But what was really catching her attention was how he kept looking at her. Also at her parents, but mainly at Meline.
"In the name of the father, son, and the holy ghost, Amen," came the priest's voice, barging its way into her head.
"Amen," echoed the crowd.
After a moment, Meline felt her mother's hand slide out of her own, and she turned around.
Her parents were greeting the other people that had come to the service. Meline looked over her shoulder at the strange man, but he was gone.
"Hello, Mrs. Turner, William," said a voice behind her.
Meline turned back around, and jumped.
The man was standing right beside her, hugging her father and bowing slightly to her mother.
"I'm sorry about your loss, Elizabeth," he was saying, his eyes looking as though he was trying to get her in focus. He smelled of rum.
"But it seems as though life hasn't been all misfortune."
His gaze turned to Meline.
"And who might this be?" He asked.
Will looked over at his daughter as well.
"Jack," he said, "this is our daughter, Meline. Meline, this is Mister Jack Spar-"
"Whoa, Will!" Jack said, waiving his arms around eccentrically. "You're bound to make me sick with all that mister stuff."
His eyes locked back to Meline.
"It's Captain Jack Sparrow, but you c'n call me Jack."
Meline turned to shake Jack's hand, but the sharp metal piece had become hooked to her other brace.
"Whoa!" She shouted, as she swayed and fell right into Jack's outstretched arms.
"Goodness, lass," Jack said over her shoulder. "It usually takes a woman at least ten minutes before they fall for me!"
"Shut up, Jack," said Elizabeth. "Meline, are you alright?"
"I'm fine mother," Meline sighed as Jack helped stand her back up and Will bent down to once again examine the braces. "But this stupid metal piece is giving me hell."
"Watch your language, young lady!" Yelled her mother, giving Meline's hair a slight, painful pull.
Jack chuckled slightly to himself at Elizabeth's over protectiveness. But then he looked down at Will, and saw what he was looking at.
The child had metal braces on her legs.
"Jack," Will asked, straightening up. "I need to talk with you. Can we go over here?"
But Jack was still staring at Meline, who was now fixing her dress around her legs.
"Jack!" Called Will loudly. "Over here."
Jack quickly came back to his senses and followed Will away from the women.
As soon as they were out of earshot, Jack went off at Will.
"Why didn't you tell me she was a cripple?" He asked furiously.
"She's not a cripple, Jack. But I didn't tell you because I knew it might make you change your mind," answered Will, running his hands exhaustedly through his hair. "But that's more the reason to take her with you. I can't take care of her here. Not now that Elizabeth's father has died. She's fallen so far into despair that she needs all my time and efforts. I can't protect Meline."
"But I don't know if I can take care of a handicap child. And, don't forget, it's because of the Governor's death that Meline is in danger at all," reminded Jack.
"I know that. But the fact remains that my daughter's life is in danger, and the only person I trust to take care of her when I can't, is you."
Jack thought for a moment.
"Alright then," he sighed. "But what does Elizabeth think about this?"
"She says that as long as Meline doesn't came back dead, mangled, pierced, tattooed, married, pregnant, or half as drunk as you," said Will, ticking them off on his fingers, "then she'll be okay. Otherwise, she swears she'll make sure that you're castrated."
Jack winced and momentarily covered his package at the thought.
"Well," he said. "Good to know she's got faith in me. And what does Meline think about all of this. It has to be hitting her hard."
Will looked at the ground.
"Shit," moaned Jack, hitting himself a little too hard on the forehead and blinking momentarily. "You haven't told her."
"No, I haven't," agreed Will. "But I will this afternoon before she comes to you. I'll take her home to get packed. I've bought her some boy's clothes to wear for when she leaves and stays with you. I don't want anyone to recognize her."
"Not that people won't notice her anyway with those braces," replied Jack sarcastically. "Blood-thirsty, treasure hungry pirates are only sober when their after blood or treasure. And this time their after both, so we must work quickly and stealthily. And, being that neither of these are huge strengths of mine, you're on your own until she's on my ship. Just get her to the Pearl by sunset, and I'll take it from there. Savvy?"
"Savvy," sighed Will. But as Jack turned to leave, he added, "Jack. Just bring my daughter back to me alive. Please."
Jack nodded, and left.
Will hurried in the other direction to prepare Meline for the biggest adventure of her life.
Well, there you go! Chapter two. I hope you like it. I think the next chapter will be a little slow, but I swear it's going to pick up soon. Please review! Oh! And if you feel like it, please review my other story, Jack Sparrow and the Wench of Port Royal, which is almost done.
thanks!