Author's Notes: Okay, thanks to everyone who reviewed! Yay, 26 reviews!
I'd like to thank the academy...I'm done, now, you all can come out of your
hiding places, I really am okay, I swear. Well, this chapter has taken me
a bit longer to get out than I had planned on but I have a good reason.
See, I've been sick...again. I missed the entire week of school and the
amount of typing that I can do has been severely limited....anyway, so, I'm
sorry that this one took a while...and is kind of short, but pity me,
savvy...
Author Thanks:
PepaMynt - Okay, on the kiss thing first...Jack did kiss Christina, but it wasn't something that she willingly participated with...Jack kind of stole a kiss or if you will-he kiss-raped her...As for Anamaria...she has good reason why she doesn't like Christina...and they are explained a bit in this chapter...Anyways, I hope you like it and I appreciate your constructive criticism...Thanks!
Dimonah Tralon - Thanks! I love hearing from you, major confidence boost!
Jinxd n cursed - Thanks! I hope you like this chapter!
TriGemini - Christina was basically having a mental breakdown and because Jack was there and...well, breathing, he kind of set her off. Trust me, there will be more details, they just have to come slowly. If I revealed too much about it...well, it wouldn't be any fun. Besides, the fact that everything changes so rapidly in Christina's life (like you said), gives her a bit of justification to go off. There aren't many times that she really displays a lot of emotion and when she does, usually she goes a bit off the deep end...you know those people, don't like appearing weak, especially when they're in a situation that they can't control and when they do finally express that pent-up emotion, everything kind of cascades into one big gush. Anyways, thanks for the review, I hope you like this chapter.
CaptnKat - Thanks for the review! I hope you like this chapter!
Zubachickqt4u - Hey mate! Good to hear from you! No worries about last chapter, I completely understand...I just got out of that situation (being grounded) myself a week or so ago. But don't illegal reviews feel more fun than the legal ones? Especially if you're really ticked at the parents? lol...don't we all wish that we could kiss Jack? I know I certainly do...*stares off into the space dreaming* okay, I'm back now. Anyway, thanks for the review! Enjoy this chapter! And I'll keep my fingers crossed that you get ungrounded soon.
What's in a Name?
Last time:
I sighed slightly in relief, I didn't know why but Colin's words had a healing affect on me. "Do you want any help?" I asked.
What's in a Name?
Chapter 7 : A Pseudo-Friendship
~*~
It wasn't until much later that night that I found out what Jack and Anamaria had discussed. After Colin and I had prepared dinner, I volunteered to take the food to Jack.
Balancing the tray on my hip, I knocked twice on the door.
"Enter," Jack called.
I opened the door and walked in. Jack was at the desk looking at a map. I set the food on the desk and made to leave.
"Thanks, love," Jack said. I smiled and turned to go but Jack gently grabbed my arm. "Wait a moment."
"What is it?" I asked tentatively.
"Ye know that Anamaria wanted to talk to me about ye, right?" Jack asked.
I nodded. "What? Does she want to throw me overboard and feed me to the sharks?"
Jack laughed and said, "Far from it, darling. Ana said that she has an extra bunk in her room if ye wanted it."
I stared at him for a moment, stunned, before I asked, "Seriously? That'd be, I mean if its okay with you, its just, uh, you know, I'd like a tad more privacy, is all."
"No worries, love. I expected as much," Jack said.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable, I asked, "How long until we reach Madagascar?"
"Another fortnight, perhaps more. Just depends on if the wind is behind us or not and also if there are any storms."
"Oh, where are we now?" I asked.
"Come 'ere," Jack said and I walked behind him and peered over his shoulder. "Bit close, bit closer," I obeyed and moved so that I was right at his elbow. I lowered myself to my knees so that the map was a little below eye-level. "Now, Madagascar is right here, and we are about here," Jack explained, pointing to a spot in the middle of the ocean.
"What are those islands?" I asked, gesturing to a cluster of islands to the north and east of our present position.
"Those, those are called Hawaii. Rather strange place. They wear flowers and have rather interesting dances. No rum either!"
I smiled. "And we all know what a shame that is."
"You have no idea, love."
"You've been there before?" I questioned.
"Aye, a few times. Gorgeous women, good---" Jack broke off, seeing the look on my face. "Yeah, you don't need to know that, though. Beautiful country, though. Has these big mountains that shoot out fiery stuff."
I shifted my weight slightly and said quietly, "I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have run off, it's just that you have no idea what this is like. There's so much to take in. I didn't even know about any of this until about a month ago. Mum only gave me Papa's memoirs because I was pestering her about being bored and I found that letter with the ships and the riddle glued to the inside of my trunk. Then things started to make sense to me, the stories, the lessons, even the courses I took at school. It was like one big puzzle and I'm just starting to see how it all fits together. But all the time that I'm learning about who my father really was, and who I am, I don't even have the assurance of safety. And I know what you said, but you're a pirate and the Frenchmen, I don't trust them at all, " I said quickly.
Jack looked at me from his seat at the desk and said, "I won't let anything happen to you, love. You're worth far to much to me alive, I wouldn't risk that."
Of late my temper rested on a pin's edge and any small push would push me over the edge. Unfortunately for Jack, he managed to push me yet again. And at those words, meant to be comforting, anger boiled up inside me. "Don't you see! That's the whole issue. To you, I'm nothing more than a possession. An item to be toyed with and thrown away at will. You don't see where the risk is for me, what I could lose. If something were to happen to me, you'd lose whatever it was my father hid. But I'd loose me! Or whatever little I have left of me! Or are you just too concentrated on the bloody treasure to even notice that I'm a person. I have thoughts and feelings! I have wants and needs. But to you, I'm just a bloody object. Ugh!" I said in a hoarse voice, just barely above a whisper. "I hate you!" I screamed before I stood up in a rush and went to leave the cabin. But before I was even close to the door, Jack had stood and a hand caught my arm and gently reeled me back towards him. I stared up into those enveloping eyes and hoped that I hadn't gotten myself into more trouble. I opened my mouth to apologize but Jack laid a finger on my lips.
"Listen and listen closely, I understand why you feel the way you do but just bare with me. I know that you are not an object and I do realize that you have needs and such. But you need to be more articulate about said needs. I'm not a bloody mind reader, savvy? If there is something you need, I'll help you as best I can, but you have to initiate that. I'll do my best to make this as easy as possible and I hold true to my word that when this is over, completely over, I'll take you to Port Royale and get ye square for the rest of yer days," Jack smirked and continued. "And if you still want to see neither hide nor hair of me, fair enough, I'll respect that. And you'll be free to find a husband, settle down, and start a family or whatever else you wish to do. But I swear on pain of death that I'll see you taken care of financially and such, so that you'll never want for money. Is that acceptable?"
I nodded, a bit touched by his fervour. "Thank you, and I don't hate you," I said before leaving the room quickly.
~*~
Later that night, I made my way to Anamaria's cabin. I had no possessions to speak of so I had nothing to move. The cabin was much smaller than Jack's was but I had my own bunk and some illusion of privacy. I lay silently, thinking, dreaming about the time when this experience would be no more than a memory. I drifted to sleep fantasizing about my life to come. Some time later, I woke when the door shut. I started and sat bolt up right.
"Lie down, lass. It's only me," Ana said.
"Sorry," I muttered.
Even though the cabin was dark, I thought she might be smiling. "Relax lass, I mean ye no ill will," the older woman told me. "Have a little faith."
"With all due respect, Anamaria, I don't entirely trust you," I said slowly, carefully minding my words.
Anamaria laughed. "Yer smarter than ye look, lass. Ye'd be a fool if ye were trusting of me. But Jack said to keep an eye on ye, make sure ye didn't get yerself into trouble. Personally I think that he is over- worrying about ye. Ye've stayed alive this long, after all."
"Well, I don't know what he's thinking. I'm not so sure about him," I confided. "That's the whole thing, I don't know who I can trust."
"Jack's looking after ye. He's taking a liking to ye and from what I could tell earlier, it seems to be mutual."
Damn her for reminding me about that embarrassment. I blushed scarlet and said, "Well, I'm going to bed," and I said no more until morning.
~*~
A/N: Okay, how was it? Good, bad, ugly? I hope good!! So, leave a review, tell me whatcha think...ask a question whatever, I don't care. But leave a review and I'll consider it to be a birthday present...yay, my birthday is next Thursday!! Okay, enough rambling...please review!!
~CrazyCanoeingGIT
Author Thanks:
PepaMynt - Okay, on the kiss thing first...Jack did kiss Christina, but it wasn't something that she willingly participated with...Jack kind of stole a kiss or if you will-he kiss-raped her...As for Anamaria...she has good reason why she doesn't like Christina...and they are explained a bit in this chapter...Anyways, I hope you like it and I appreciate your constructive criticism...Thanks!
Dimonah Tralon - Thanks! I love hearing from you, major confidence boost!
Jinxd n cursed - Thanks! I hope you like this chapter!
TriGemini - Christina was basically having a mental breakdown and because Jack was there and...well, breathing, he kind of set her off. Trust me, there will be more details, they just have to come slowly. If I revealed too much about it...well, it wouldn't be any fun. Besides, the fact that everything changes so rapidly in Christina's life (like you said), gives her a bit of justification to go off. There aren't many times that she really displays a lot of emotion and when she does, usually she goes a bit off the deep end...you know those people, don't like appearing weak, especially when they're in a situation that they can't control and when they do finally express that pent-up emotion, everything kind of cascades into one big gush. Anyways, thanks for the review, I hope you like this chapter.
CaptnKat - Thanks for the review! I hope you like this chapter!
Zubachickqt4u - Hey mate! Good to hear from you! No worries about last chapter, I completely understand...I just got out of that situation (being grounded) myself a week or so ago. But don't illegal reviews feel more fun than the legal ones? Especially if you're really ticked at the parents? lol...don't we all wish that we could kiss Jack? I know I certainly do...*stares off into the space dreaming* okay, I'm back now. Anyway, thanks for the review! Enjoy this chapter! And I'll keep my fingers crossed that you get ungrounded soon.
What's in a Name?
Last time:
I sighed slightly in relief, I didn't know why but Colin's words had a healing affect on me. "Do you want any help?" I asked.
What's in a Name?
Chapter 7 : A Pseudo-Friendship
~*~
It wasn't until much later that night that I found out what Jack and Anamaria had discussed. After Colin and I had prepared dinner, I volunteered to take the food to Jack.
Balancing the tray on my hip, I knocked twice on the door.
"Enter," Jack called.
I opened the door and walked in. Jack was at the desk looking at a map. I set the food on the desk and made to leave.
"Thanks, love," Jack said. I smiled and turned to go but Jack gently grabbed my arm. "Wait a moment."
"What is it?" I asked tentatively.
"Ye know that Anamaria wanted to talk to me about ye, right?" Jack asked.
I nodded. "What? Does she want to throw me overboard and feed me to the sharks?"
Jack laughed and said, "Far from it, darling. Ana said that she has an extra bunk in her room if ye wanted it."
I stared at him for a moment, stunned, before I asked, "Seriously? That'd be, I mean if its okay with you, its just, uh, you know, I'd like a tad more privacy, is all."
"No worries, love. I expected as much," Jack said.
Feeling a bit uncomfortable, I asked, "How long until we reach Madagascar?"
"Another fortnight, perhaps more. Just depends on if the wind is behind us or not and also if there are any storms."
"Oh, where are we now?" I asked.
"Come 'ere," Jack said and I walked behind him and peered over his shoulder. "Bit close, bit closer," I obeyed and moved so that I was right at his elbow. I lowered myself to my knees so that the map was a little below eye-level. "Now, Madagascar is right here, and we are about here," Jack explained, pointing to a spot in the middle of the ocean.
"What are those islands?" I asked, gesturing to a cluster of islands to the north and east of our present position.
"Those, those are called Hawaii. Rather strange place. They wear flowers and have rather interesting dances. No rum either!"
I smiled. "And we all know what a shame that is."
"You have no idea, love."
"You've been there before?" I questioned.
"Aye, a few times. Gorgeous women, good---" Jack broke off, seeing the look on my face. "Yeah, you don't need to know that, though. Beautiful country, though. Has these big mountains that shoot out fiery stuff."
I shifted my weight slightly and said quietly, "I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have run off, it's just that you have no idea what this is like. There's so much to take in. I didn't even know about any of this until about a month ago. Mum only gave me Papa's memoirs because I was pestering her about being bored and I found that letter with the ships and the riddle glued to the inside of my trunk. Then things started to make sense to me, the stories, the lessons, even the courses I took at school. It was like one big puzzle and I'm just starting to see how it all fits together. But all the time that I'm learning about who my father really was, and who I am, I don't even have the assurance of safety. And I know what you said, but you're a pirate and the Frenchmen, I don't trust them at all, " I said quickly.
Jack looked at me from his seat at the desk and said, "I won't let anything happen to you, love. You're worth far to much to me alive, I wouldn't risk that."
Of late my temper rested on a pin's edge and any small push would push me over the edge. Unfortunately for Jack, he managed to push me yet again. And at those words, meant to be comforting, anger boiled up inside me. "Don't you see! That's the whole issue. To you, I'm nothing more than a possession. An item to be toyed with and thrown away at will. You don't see where the risk is for me, what I could lose. If something were to happen to me, you'd lose whatever it was my father hid. But I'd loose me! Or whatever little I have left of me! Or are you just too concentrated on the bloody treasure to even notice that I'm a person. I have thoughts and feelings! I have wants and needs. But to you, I'm just a bloody object. Ugh!" I said in a hoarse voice, just barely above a whisper. "I hate you!" I screamed before I stood up in a rush and went to leave the cabin. But before I was even close to the door, Jack had stood and a hand caught my arm and gently reeled me back towards him. I stared up into those enveloping eyes and hoped that I hadn't gotten myself into more trouble. I opened my mouth to apologize but Jack laid a finger on my lips.
"Listen and listen closely, I understand why you feel the way you do but just bare with me. I know that you are not an object and I do realize that you have needs and such. But you need to be more articulate about said needs. I'm not a bloody mind reader, savvy? If there is something you need, I'll help you as best I can, but you have to initiate that. I'll do my best to make this as easy as possible and I hold true to my word that when this is over, completely over, I'll take you to Port Royale and get ye square for the rest of yer days," Jack smirked and continued. "And if you still want to see neither hide nor hair of me, fair enough, I'll respect that. And you'll be free to find a husband, settle down, and start a family or whatever else you wish to do. But I swear on pain of death that I'll see you taken care of financially and such, so that you'll never want for money. Is that acceptable?"
I nodded, a bit touched by his fervour. "Thank you, and I don't hate you," I said before leaving the room quickly.
~*~
Later that night, I made my way to Anamaria's cabin. I had no possessions to speak of so I had nothing to move. The cabin was much smaller than Jack's was but I had my own bunk and some illusion of privacy. I lay silently, thinking, dreaming about the time when this experience would be no more than a memory. I drifted to sleep fantasizing about my life to come. Some time later, I woke when the door shut. I started and sat bolt up right.
"Lie down, lass. It's only me," Ana said.
"Sorry," I muttered.
Even though the cabin was dark, I thought she might be smiling. "Relax lass, I mean ye no ill will," the older woman told me. "Have a little faith."
"With all due respect, Anamaria, I don't entirely trust you," I said slowly, carefully minding my words.
Anamaria laughed. "Yer smarter than ye look, lass. Ye'd be a fool if ye were trusting of me. But Jack said to keep an eye on ye, make sure ye didn't get yerself into trouble. Personally I think that he is over- worrying about ye. Ye've stayed alive this long, after all."
"Well, I don't know what he's thinking. I'm not so sure about him," I confided. "That's the whole thing, I don't know who I can trust."
"Jack's looking after ye. He's taking a liking to ye and from what I could tell earlier, it seems to be mutual."
Damn her for reminding me about that embarrassment. I blushed scarlet and said, "Well, I'm going to bed," and I said no more until morning.
~*~
A/N: Okay, how was it? Good, bad, ugly? I hope good!! So, leave a review, tell me whatcha think...ask a question whatever, I don't care. But leave a review and I'll consider it to be a birthday present...yay, my birthday is next Thursday!! Okay, enough rambling...please review!!
~CrazyCanoeingGIT