Chapter Five: Proof
"Jack, I have serious doubts as to us having these girls on our ship." Anamaria scowled, looking over to where Gwen and Natalie where eating. She had rapped a bandage around Natalie's ribcage, so that the girl could move a little without hurting herself anymore. Anamaria had also bandaged Gwen's broken wrist. "They have that book, of 'our movie', it looks like a witch's work to me. Not to mention how that got up as far as the crow's nest to fall- and no one had even seen them before that. Its like magic Jack."
Jack listened to Anamaria while watching the two girls with calculating eyes. Anamaria wasn't usually a superstitious woman, but this time, she had all right to be. Gibbs had also asked how they had come from the sky, the Black Pearl being in the middle of the sea and all. Jack didn't correct Anamaria when she didn't say Captain this time, they had shared intimacies in the past, and now they were good friends- so long as she called him Captain in front of the crew. Gibbs was the only over person on the ship that was aloud to do that.
"Well, seeing as it doesn't look like their going to jump right up and attack us right now, I'm not really worried. That one can barley eat," Jack pointed to Natalie. "And the other one, well she reminds me of Elizabeth a bit. Mayhap their friends with Will and Lizzie." Anamaria opened her mouth to question. "I know that doesn't explain the picture book and how they were up in the crows nest- but I think we should keep that to our selves, luv." Jack gave his characteristic grin to Anamaria, she was seething under her cool exterior, and he knew it. She hated it when he called her 'luv'.
"Nat, what are we going to do?" I asked silently, taking a bite out off the rock the pirates had called bread. Natalie was having a hard time eating; she was giving these pained looks every time she swallowed.
"Dono. You think Jack- err Captain Sparrow, would let us stay in his Cabin?" Natalie asked looking around where they were seated in the crews dining area. The crew had watched us with fascination, if nothing else, when we had sat down in our new pirate clothes. I rolled my eyes.
"You, are, sick." I said slowly with narrowed eyes, though I knew she could tell I wasn't being serious.
"I know." She answered with an extremely proud smirk on her face, which was quickly replaced with a painful grimace. "Ouch." She said holding her side.
"That'll hurt for weeks luv." I jumped before my brain registered Jack's voice behind us. Natalie looked about ready to swoon. Oh gods, he had called her 'luv', I would never hear the end of it...never...
"Really?" Nat asked looking over her shoulder at the pirate captain. Her chestnut hair swinging over her shoulder. 'She isn't...' Was all I could think, watching her with wide eyes. "Do you know anything that would help with the pain?" Natalie asked with an innocent smile, innocent my ass. She took his hand slyly in her own and placed it over her ribs. 'Oh gods, she is.' "It hurts here." Jack had, at first looked a little taken aback, but he had replaced that look of question to one of appreciation.
"You don' say." He said with a smirk. Natalie had let his hand go, but he hadn't moved it from her side. I gave a little cough.
"Anamaria's coming." I whispered, letting my bangs hang in my eyes so they couldn't see how hard I was laughing. Jack didn't look fazed by my warning, but Natalie looked a bit hesitant. Not enough to move his hand, but a little hesitant all the same.
"Captain, I told ye I put those bandages on perfectly. Me da did teach me how to do one thing right." Anamaria said coldly. Though I imagine she would have been amused under other circumstances.
"I wasn't questioning your work Maria." Jack answered with a grin, his hand still on Natalie's side. "The lass here was just showing me where she was hurt."
"I'll bet. I made sure that your cabin had an extra bed in it for the girls." Anamaria said haltingly. "They can share it."
"So what do you think Jack and Anamaria's story is?" Nat asked me later, we were under the covers, trying to sleep. The said Pirates were out on deck, doing whatever it was they had to do. I wasn't exactly ship 'savvy', I was going to sign up for the Navy- but I hadn't had time before the car crash. This thought of what I still wanted to do in my own time was pushed aside for examination later.
"I dono. They don't really say in the movie. She looks kind of comfy at the end when she's putting his jacket on him though." I answered.
"You're just saying that to irk me." Natalie, in any other case would have hit me, but she was in pain, and extremely sleepy.
"Nat?" I asked. Just out of habit, I knew full well I wouldn't get an answer. She always fell asleep right before I would say her name, and this time was no exception. I smiled a little before closing my eyes.
"Who took these, pictures?" I turned over in my sleep and kept my eyes closed. Jack was talking to someone- and they had woken me up. If he hadn't been a pirate, and one that was letting Nat and me stay on his ship, I would have thrown a pillow at him.
"I dono...I don't know the people who make, err well, will make the magazine." It was Natalie! She had woken me up! Oh, I could throw a pillow at her...But, the conversation could get interesting...Oh well, and I liked the pillow anyway. I would just get my revenge by waking her up in the morning.
"Where are you from?" Jack asked suspiciously. I could see where he was coming from, not trusting us and all. Hell I wouldn't trust us- and I knew us. The guy's first mate had stabbed him in his back, and it had taken him years to get his boa-ship back. Now here Nat and me were, sleeping in his room and eating his food, and he was supposed to trust us? Not likely. Evidently Natalie had thought about telling him.
"I'm from America. Year 2003." Natalie answered.
"America? The colonies?" Jack asked, his voice clearly said 'yeah, okay, and I'm Columbus.'
"No, America is no longer under British rule. Were a democracy!" Natalie said proudly. I took the chance and opened my eyes to see Jack's face. Neither of them was paying attention to me. They both had their backs propped against the wall comfortably and they were on Jack's bed, but thank the gods- they both were clothed. Jack's arm was draped over Natalie's shoulders, his hand hanging limply. Natalie was popping shiny black grapes into her mouth.
"A democracy." Jack said slowly. Unbelievingly. "You realize that very few colonies have ever fought hard enough to get out from under England's thumb?" He asked. "Your not mad are you?" He asked leaning away from her.
"No, why would I be mad?" Natalie contemplated his question for a moment before realization dawned over her. "Oh! You mean crazy. Of course not." Natalie gave a laugh. 'Yeah, not insane, right', I thought to myself.
"Can ye prove it?" Jack asked leaning closer to Natalie. I felt the urge to pull Jack away from Nat by his ear, a older sister feeling I supposed, of course I was the younger out of both of us...
"The magazine copy right." I said suddenly. Both Jack and Natalie jumped.
"Bloody hell woman!" Jack said loudly.
"How long have you been awake?" Natalie asked, placing her hand over her ribs that now hurt again.
"Only about five minuets." I answered standing up from the cot like bed that had been put into Jack's room for Nat and me. "Let me see the zeen, Nat." I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the magazine from her hands, flipping to the front and reading thru the credits. "Copyright 2003." I said out loud, pointing to the copyright at the bottom of the inside cover. "We can't really prove it by any other way." Natalie was giving me a dirty look. One that said 'you couldn't faked sleep for five more minuets? I was this close!'
"I suppose that'll do." Jack said narrowly. His face broke into a grin. "And Will doubted my ability to get two lasses in me bed." Which of course I fell off of. Natalie grinned as I dusted my self off.
"Very amusing." I said grudgingly. "I'm going back to bed."
"Jack, I have serious doubts as to us having these girls on our ship." Anamaria scowled, looking over to where Gwen and Natalie where eating. She had rapped a bandage around Natalie's ribcage, so that the girl could move a little without hurting herself anymore. Anamaria had also bandaged Gwen's broken wrist. "They have that book, of 'our movie', it looks like a witch's work to me. Not to mention how that got up as far as the crow's nest to fall- and no one had even seen them before that. Its like magic Jack."
Jack listened to Anamaria while watching the two girls with calculating eyes. Anamaria wasn't usually a superstitious woman, but this time, she had all right to be. Gibbs had also asked how they had come from the sky, the Black Pearl being in the middle of the sea and all. Jack didn't correct Anamaria when she didn't say Captain this time, they had shared intimacies in the past, and now they were good friends- so long as she called him Captain in front of the crew. Gibbs was the only over person on the ship that was aloud to do that.
"Well, seeing as it doesn't look like their going to jump right up and attack us right now, I'm not really worried. That one can barley eat," Jack pointed to Natalie. "And the other one, well she reminds me of Elizabeth a bit. Mayhap their friends with Will and Lizzie." Anamaria opened her mouth to question. "I know that doesn't explain the picture book and how they were up in the crows nest- but I think we should keep that to our selves, luv." Jack gave his characteristic grin to Anamaria, she was seething under her cool exterior, and he knew it. She hated it when he called her 'luv'.
"Nat, what are we going to do?" I asked silently, taking a bite out off the rock the pirates had called bread. Natalie was having a hard time eating; she was giving these pained looks every time she swallowed.
"Dono. You think Jack- err Captain Sparrow, would let us stay in his Cabin?" Natalie asked looking around where they were seated in the crews dining area. The crew had watched us with fascination, if nothing else, when we had sat down in our new pirate clothes. I rolled my eyes.
"You, are, sick." I said slowly with narrowed eyes, though I knew she could tell I wasn't being serious.
"I know." She answered with an extremely proud smirk on her face, which was quickly replaced with a painful grimace. "Ouch." She said holding her side.
"That'll hurt for weeks luv." I jumped before my brain registered Jack's voice behind us. Natalie looked about ready to swoon. Oh gods, he had called her 'luv', I would never hear the end of it...never...
"Really?" Nat asked looking over her shoulder at the pirate captain. Her chestnut hair swinging over her shoulder. 'She isn't...' Was all I could think, watching her with wide eyes. "Do you know anything that would help with the pain?" Natalie asked with an innocent smile, innocent my ass. She took his hand slyly in her own and placed it over her ribs. 'Oh gods, she is.' "It hurts here." Jack had, at first looked a little taken aback, but he had replaced that look of question to one of appreciation.
"You don' say." He said with a smirk. Natalie had let his hand go, but he hadn't moved it from her side. I gave a little cough.
"Anamaria's coming." I whispered, letting my bangs hang in my eyes so they couldn't see how hard I was laughing. Jack didn't look fazed by my warning, but Natalie looked a bit hesitant. Not enough to move his hand, but a little hesitant all the same.
"Captain, I told ye I put those bandages on perfectly. Me da did teach me how to do one thing right." Anamaria said coldly. Though I imagine she would have been amused under other circumstances.
"I wasn't questioning your work Maria." Jack answered with a grin, his hand still on Natalie's side. "The lass here was just showing me where she was hurt."
"I'll bet. I made sure that your cabin had an extra bed in it for the girls." Anamaria said haltingly. "They can share it."
"So what do you think Jack and Anamaria's story is?" Nat asked me later, we were under the covers, trying to sleep. The said Pirates were out on deck, doing whatever it was they had to do. I wasn't exactly ship 'savvy', I was going to sign up for the Navy- but I hadn't had time before the car crash. This thought of what I still wanted to do in my own time was pushed aside for examination later.
"I dono. They don't really say in the movie. She looks kind of comfy at the end when she's putting his jacket on him though." I answered.
"You're just saying that to irk me." Natalie, in any other case would have hit me, but she was in pain, and extremely sleepy.
"Nat?" I asked. Just out of habit, I knew full well I wouldn't get an answer. She always fell asleep right before I would say her name, and this time was no exception. I smiled a little before closing my eyes.
"Who took these, pictures?" I turned over in my sleep and kept my eyes closed. Jack was talking to someone- and they had woken me up. If he hadn't been a pirate, and one that was letting Nat and me stay on his ship, I would have thrown a pillow at him.
"I dono...I don't know the people who make, err well, will make the magazine." It was Natalie! She had woken me up! Oh, I could throw a pillow at her...But, the conversation could get interesting...Oh well, and I liked the pillow anyway. I would just get my revenge by waking her up in the morning.
"Where are you from?" Jack asked suspiciously. I could see where he was coming from, not trusting us and all. Hell I wouldn't trust us- and I knew us. The guy's first mate had stabbed him in his back, and it had taken him years to get his boa-ship back. Now here Nat and me were, sleeping in his room and eating his food, and he was supposed to trust us? Not likely. Evidently Natalie had thought about telling him.
"I'm from America. Year 2003." Natalie answered.
"America? The colonies?" Jack asked, his voice clearly said 'yeah, okay, and I'm Columbus.'
"No, America is no longer under British rule. Were a democracy!" Natalie said proudly. I took the chance and opened my eyes to see Jack's face. Neither of them was paying attention to me. They both had their backs propped against the wall comfortably and they were on Jack's bed, but thank the gods- they both were clothed. Jack's arm was draped over Natalie's shoulders, his hand hanging limply. Natalie was popping shiny black grapes into her mouth.
"A democracy." Jack said slowly. Unbelievingly. "You realize that very few colonies have ever fought hard enough to get out from under England's thumb?" He asked. "Your not mad are you?" He asked leaning away from her.
"No, why would I be mad?" Natalie contemplated his question for a moment before realization dawned over her. "Oh! You mean crazy. Of course not." Natalie gave a laugh. 'Yeah, not insane, right', I thought to myself.
"Can ye prove it?" Jack asked leaning closer to Natalie. I felt the urge to pull Jack away from Nat by his ear, a older sister feeling I supposed, of course I was the younger out of both of us...
"The magazine copy right." I said suddenly. Both Jack and Natalie jumped.
"Bloody hell woman!" Jack said loudly.
"How long have you been awake?" Natalie asked, placing her hand over her ribs that now hurt again.
"Only about five minuets." I answered standing up from the cot like bed that had been put into Jack's room for Nat and me. "Let me see the zeen, Nat." I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled the magazine from her hands, flipping to the front and reading thru the credits. "Copyright 2003." I said out loud, pointing to the copyright at the bottom of the inside cover. "We can't really prove it by any other way." Natalie was giving me a dirty look. One that said 'you couldn't faked sleep for five more minuets? I was this close!'
"I suppose that'll do." Jack said narrowly. His face broke into a grin. "And Will doubted my ability to get two lasses in me bed." Which of course I fell off of. Natalie grinned as I dusted my self off.
"Very amusing." I said grudgingly. "I'm going back to bed."