Chapter Three: Stories Untold
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A/N: I'm not going to dedicate a chapter to him, because I think that would be kinda strange, but just wanted to say that I'm thinking about the Reagan family today. I really wasn't very politically aware when he was president, but I've learned so much in the past few days about him and I have a very high respect for him. Makes me proud to be American :) Just felt like I should make some comment since today's the funeral.
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Ana Maria's eyes opened slowly, sleep falling away from her even slower. She started to stretched and then realized she was in chains. Her mind brought about the recent happenings. "Jack?" she called out, realizing that he had been there when she had fallen sleep. Was he still there? Had they taken him somewhere? "Jack?" Her voice became slightly panicked. 'This is what happens,' Ana Maria scolded herself. 'This is what happens when you fall for someone like 'im. Why can I never learn my lessons?'
"I'm still 'ere, luv," Jack's voice reached her ears. He shifted closer to her so that his presence was noticeable. "Dun' worry, luv. I won' leave ya."
"But they might take you."
Jack blinked a couple times, banishing the sleep from his own eyes. "Ana Maria, luv, I dun' think I've ever 'eard you talk that way. Wha's matter? Afraid?"
"Don't taunt me now, Jack Sparrow."
"'m not. 'm bein' serious."
"You? Serious?"
"Now who's tauntin'?"
She smiled as she leaned over, her head resting on his shoulder. "Love makes people think crazy, I guess."
"Yeah..."
"Like lettin' them take ya because of me."
Jack smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Aye, luv, somethin' like that."
"Yer still 'urt, Jack."
"I know that. You know that. They don't. Let's keep it tha' way, savvy?"
"Aye." Ana relaxed against him. "Jack? Will you tell me about your first run in with these people? The real story, Jack."
"'m not sure I remember it too well, luv." He paused tilting his head back. "Not sure I want to remember it too well."
"You don' have to remember much. Just basically what happened."
"I suppose it was 'bout twelve years ago. I was eighteen, had just become captain of the Pearl."
"You were eighteen and captain all ready?"
Jack grinned. "'course, luv. I was meant to captain the Pearl. She's my freedom, you see. I'd die without 'er and she without me."
Ana Maria looked away slightly. She felt, at times, that she were in competition with the Black Pearl for Jack's love. "Aye, I suppose Barbossa and the rest of them just disagreed with Fate, eh?"
Jack tensed. "Tha' was low, luv," he mumbled. He tugged back the sleeve of his shirt, showing his brand to her. She'd seen it, of course, but never very close. "I've 'eard 'em say that most of the time 'ey'll brand a pirate on 'is forehead." Jack grinned slightly. "'ey told me when 'ey did it tha' people'd be more likely to see it 'cause I use me 'ands too much to talk."
Ana Maria couldn't help but smile at his comment. She reached a shaky hand to the mark on his right arm and ran her fingers along it. "It's like how they mark cattle.... That's not right."
"An' they're the ones tha' are 'spose to be right, eh?"
"Ironic."
"Very." He pulled back the sleeve off his left arm and twisted his arm around so Ana Maria could see the scar. "I don' remember 'ow I got it. After a while you learn to let yer mind drift so it doesn' 'urt as much. It 'urts when you come back, though."
Ana Maria ran a finger along the scars. "Jack...." It was hard for her to see, and it must be hard for him to remember. She was torturing him with it.
"We're not done," he said with a forced smile. "You wanted to know, I'll show ya." He pulled back his shirt. She'd seen the bullet wound scars before, much like his other scars, but now she shuddered. "We were fighting on the Pearl. Swords, no guns. I was young 'n foolish. I thought I'd won when I knocked 'is sword from 'is 'and. Didn' know 'e 'ad a gun on 'im. Shot me twice, close range. I fell overboard."
"Jack please stop," Ana Maria whispered. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up these memories."
"Sure ya did, luv."
Ana Maria had no real comeback for that. She had brought it up. She had begged for the stories. She hadn't meant to hurt him with it, so she sat in silence. Not that it helped, but at least he hadn't continued.
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"Will?"
Will Turner looked up from his place in his shop. James Norrington stood at the door. "What can I do for you, Commodore?"
"I thought you'd like to know the Pearl docked in the port a few hours ago."
"Ah? I'm surprised Jack isn't here yet."
"You won't be seeing him."
Will's eyes narrowed. "What on earth do you mean by that?"
Norrington's shoulders drooped the tiniest bit. "Apparently the Black Pearl had a brush with East India Company."
Will froze. "Oh my word...."
"They took Captain Sparrow and his first mate. Nothing's been heard of them since day before yesterday. I thought I might warn you, there's not much chance of seeing your friend again."
TBC
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A/N: Sorry for the short chapters, I've been studying today. I've got the ACT tomorrow during the morning, so I won't update until later in the day, more than likely if at all. Wish me luck and for those of you who pray, please pray. I'll need it.......
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Queen-Misift-01: Thanks so much! I love getting energetic reviews! Makes me want to write when I know people like my stuff :grins: Wow! Eleven exams? Good grief.... What on? Finals? Poor you. Good luck!
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A/N: I'm not going to dedicate a chapter to him, because I think that would be kinda strange, but just wanted to say that I'm thinking about the Reagan family today. I really wasn't very politically aware when he was president, but I've learned so much in the past few days about him and I have a very high respect for him. Makes me proud to be American :) Just felt like I should make some comment since today's the funeral.
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Ana Maria's eyes opened slowly, sleep falling away from her even slower. She started to stretched and then realized she was in chains. Her mind brought about the recent happenings. "Jack?" she called out, realizing that he had been there when she had fallen sleep. Was he still there? Had they taken him somewhere? "Jack?" Her voice became slightly panicked. 'This is what happens,' Ana Maria scolded herself. 'This is what happens when you fall for someone like 'im. Why can I never learn my lessons?'
"I'm still 'ere, luv," Jack's voice reached her ears. He shifted closer to her so that his presence was noticeable. "Dun' worry, luv. I won' leave ya."
"But they might take you."
Jack blinked a couple times, banishing the sleep from his own eyes. "Ana Maria, luv, I dun' think I've ever 'eard you talk that way. Wha's matter? Afraid?"
"Don't taunt me now, Jack Sparrow."
"'m not. 'm bein' serious."
"You? Serious?"
"Now who's tauntin'?"
She smiled as she leaned over, her head resting on his shoulder. "Love makes people think crazy, I guess."
"Yeah..."
"Like lettin' them take ya because of me."
Jack smiled and kissed the top of her head. "Aye, luv, somethin' like that."
"Yer still 'urt, Jack."
"I know that. You know that. They don't. Let's keep it tha' way, savvy?"
"Aye." Ana relaxed against him. "Jack? Will you tell me about your first run in with these people? The real story, Jack."
"'m not sure I remember it too well, luv." He paused tilting his head back. "Not sure I want to remember it too well."
"You don' have to remember much. Just basically what happened."
"I suppose it was 'bout twelve years ago. I was eighteen, had just become captain of the Pearl."
"You were eighteen and captain all ready?"
Jack grinned. "'course, luv. I was meant to captain the Pearl. She's my freedom, you see. I'd die without 'er and she without me."
Ana Maria looked away slightly. She felt, at times, that she were in competition with the Black Pearl for Jack's love. "Aye, I suppose Barbossa and the rest of them just disagreed with Fate, eh?"
Jack tensed. "Tha' was low, luv," he mumbled. He tugged back the sleeve of his shirt, showing his brand to her. She'd seen it, of course, but never very close. "I've 'eard 'em say that most of the time 'ey'll brand a pirate on 'is forehead." Jack grinned slightly. "'ey told me when 'ey did it tha' people'd be more likely to see it 'cause I use me 'ands too much to talk."
Ana Maria couldn't help but smile at his comment. She reached a shaky hand to the mark on his right arm and ran her fingers along it. "It's like how they mark cattle.... That's not right."
"An' they're the ones tha' are 'spose to be right, eh?"
"Ironic."
"Very." He pulled back the sleeve off his left arm and twisted his arm around so Ana Maria could see the scar. "I don' remember 'ow I got it. After a while you learn to let yer mind drift so it doesn' 'urt as much. It 'urts when you come back, though."
Ana Maria ran a finger along the scars. "Jack...." It was hard for her to see, and it must be hard for him to remember. She was torturing him with it.
"We're not done," he said with a forced smile. "You wanted to know, I'll show ya." He pulled back his shirt. She'd seen the bullet wound scars before, much like his other scars, but now she shuddered. "We were fighting on the Pearl. Swords, no guns. I was young 'n foolish. I thought I'd won when I knocked 'is sword from 'is 'and. Didn' know 'e 'ad a gun on 'im. Shot me twice, close range. I fell overboard."
"Jack please stop," Ana Maria whispered. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring up these memories."
"Sure ya did, luv."
Ana Maria had no real comeback for that. She had brought it up. She had begged for the stories. She hadn't meant to hurt him with it, so she sat in silence. Not that it helped, but at least he hadn't continued.
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"Will?"
Will Turner looked up from his place in his shop. James Norrington stood at the door. "What can I do for you, Commodore?"
"I thought you'd like to know the Pearl docked in the port a few hours ago."
"Ah? I'm surprised Jack isn't here yet."
"You won't be seeing him."
Will's eyes narrowed. "What on earth do you mean by that?"
Norrington's shoulders drooped the tiniest bit. "Apparently the Black Pearl had a brush with East India Company."
Will froze. "Oh my word...."
"They took Captain Sparrow and his first mate. Nothing's been heard of them since day before yesterday. I thought I might warn you, there's not much chance of seeing your friend again."
TBC
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A/N: Sorry for the short chapters, I've been studying today. I've got the ACT tomorrow during the morning, so I won't update until later in the day, more than likely if at all. Wish me luck and for those of you who pray, please pray. I'll need it.......
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Thanks very much for reviews
Queen-Misift-01: Thanks so much! I love getting energetic reviews! Makes me want to write when I know people like my stuff :grins: Wow! Eleven exams? Good grief.... What on? Finals? Poor you. Good luck!
Kungfuchick: Yeah, poor Ana. You should apologize to your computer! It has feelings too ya know. :)
Meowface: yay!
Spoofmaster: And more to come! Don't worry, I tend to write several chappies to fics