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Chapter 4

Melia shifted her position on the mattress...MATTRESS?! Her eyes few open and a short gasp escaped her mouth. She was actually in a room! Not that she hadn't been in one previously, but this was a real room. With a bed, lanterns, a dresser, and pillows beneath her head, blankets tucked securely around her, a feather mattress.

"Ello luv."

She started to sit up, much to the agony of her poor head. Leaning back on her elbows, she turned her pounding head toward the other occupant, taking him in. He was dressed in typical pirate garb, a big, slightly ratty, white shirt, black pants and boots, a long, white and red stripped sash wrapped around his waist, partially covering the hilt of a sword. His long, dark hair was kept out of his face with a red bandana.

"Jack? Jack Sparrow?"

Her voice was taunting as she tried to keep a hard exterior. She smelt food, which increased the throbbing of her head.

"Captain Jack Sparrow if you please luv."

"If I may be so bold to ask, what are you doing here? More importantly, why am I.."

She hunched over, the pain in her stomach becoming unbearable. Jack rushed over to her side, easing her back onto the pillows.

"When was the time you last ate?" He asked brushing hair off of her face with the hand she wasn't clinging to for dear life. She flinched at his touch and closed her eyes as he disentangled her hand from his to stand up and get the broth the cook had made for her.

"Let's see...ouch...Do you mean real food or stale, slightly moldy bits of bread?"

"Real, nourishing food."

"Oh darn. I can't seem to remember when I last has some of the stuff. Bloody pirates."

He sat down again, a bowl of steaming broth in his hands.

"Then even this awful stuff'll taste good. Lean up a bit. Good girl."

He placed a couple more pillows beneath her head so she was elevated some. He dipped the spoon in the almost clear liquid and held it to her lips.

"Go ahead. Tisn't poisoned."

She opened her mouth and accepted the food. It slipped between her lips and down her throat. She couldn't remember anything ever tasting so good.

"Do you think you can feed yerself?" He asked after a few spoonfuls. Accepting her nod, he handed her the bowl and stood up.

"Where are you going?" She asked, unconscious involuntary fear flashing across her eyes.

"I'll be just outside, up by the helm. Iffin you need me jest scream like you did this morning."

She nodded and he left the room. After finishing her broth she felt much stronger, but was still very tired and decided to take advantage of the real bed to get some much needed sleep.

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Jack tried to enter the room quietly, and for once succeeded. After slipping off his boots and removing his sword from his waist he sank into the bed, completely forgetting its other occupant. She sat up and began hitting, kicking, and yelling. He clamped a hand over her mouth and pinned her arms behinds her with the other.

"Hush luv, it's just Jack. I'm gonna let go and light a lamp and we'll discuss sleeping arrangements, savvy?" At her nod he let go and stood up doing as he promised before sitting back down next to her on the bed.

"So what are we going to do?" She asked, giving him a sideways glance.

"Well, we've got a couple of options. One, you may sleep with the crew, two I'll kick the first mate out of 'is room , but I don't think he'll like that very much. Three we can share the bed, which is what I'd opt to do, but methinks you wouldn't like that very much. Four we can alternate sleeping on the floor, which would probably be best, eh?"

"I think four would be best. I don't even want to be in the same room as a pirate, much less in the same bed as one."

"That hurts luv." She looked over at him, eyes shining with anger and unshed tears.

"You know nothing of....I'll take the bed tonight." And on that note she lay back down and turned to face the wall.

Jack stared at her back. What was that supposed to mean? When did the likes of her ever know what pain truly was? She was the kind of girl who'd never been denied a single thing her heart desired. What could she possibly know of pain and hurt? After a few minutes of staring at her unmoving form, Jack decided it would be best if he got some sleep too.