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Cassandra stared out over the Port as the Pearl glided in to the docks. She was completely dismayed at what she saw. Pirate ships on either side of the Pearl, pirates milling about the docks, pirates swarming around the taverns. She closer her eyes to try an control her urge to find Sparrow and dismember him. She knew he had tried to tell her that Tortuga was a pirate port but she hadn't listened, this angered her more as she knew that her own pride would not allow her to ask Jack to keep her on the ship. She sighed deeply to try again to control her urge to break down and cry at her frustrations. She wasn't cut out for this kind of thing, it was tearing her apart inside. Jack sidled up beside her and gave her a side look.
"Beautiful isn't it?" he said turning his gaze joyfully around the busy port. Cassandra bit her lip in order to stop a string of obscenities fall from her mouth. Jack put a hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him.
"Is this a goodbye for now darling?" he asked seriously. Cassandra cursed his mocking her silently, meeting his eyes and showing no sign of emotion.
"I guess," she said hoping her would ask her not to get off the ship. Jack nodded and turned to his crew.
"Fill this ship, and then we can get on with the more important matter of Little Dickies." he yelled, the crew immediately abandoning the ship to gather the supplies. He swayed on his feet as he turned back to Cassandra.
"Time for a last drink luv?" he asked his hands fidgeting in their usual manor. Cassandra bit back another urge to slap him. She wanted nothing more than to rid herself of this pirate that pestered her thoughts so.
"I'd rather get going." she said dryly looking over the port. Humiliation crept over her as she turned towards the plank. Jack shrugged and jammed his thumbs into the sash round his waist, he watched her carefully stepping onto the plank and grinned at her back, as if sensing it she threw him a cold look and the smile fell from his lips.
"Up there." he said pointing towards a narrow street, "follow it until you reach an inn called Sylvia's, Tell her I sent you and she'll sort you out for the night." he lifted his hat and bowed slightly as Cassandra stepped off the plank. She nodded but said nothing walking quickly towards the street.
Jack watched her go his lost smile finding its way back onto his lips. The girl irritated him no end but in a different sort of way. She had enough back bone in her to challenge him and although it shocked him to think about it he enjoyed her company even if it was just when they argued. Jack straightened up as Mr Gibbs approached.
"Where's the lass gone?" he asked following Jack's gaze to the girl.
"A walk," he stated and caught sight of Mr Gibbs frown. "Just getting away from us for a bit mate, she wont be long." he turned and threw Mr Gibbs a one of his more mischievous smiles. They both stared after her for a long moment both somewhere lost in thought.
"Little Dickies?" Mr Gibbs said at last realising he was wasting his drinking time. Jack looked around quickly looking somewhat shocked that he was still standing on the ship and not in the tavern.
"Aye,"
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Cassandra hurried along the cobbled streets, she thanked Mr Gibbs silently at the clothes she wore, she didn't stick out to much however she didn't go unnoticed. Some shouted at her as she passed others blocked her path and tormented her. She looked in vain for the tavern that Jack had mentioned but it failed to come into view. She was beginning to think Jack had sent her on a wild goose chase. Stopping finally she looked all around her, tears pricking her eyes, she was too scared to ask anyone where the tavern was. A hand shot out and gripped her wrist.
"Lost missy?" she faced the thickset pirate, one of his eyes was fused shut with and ugly scar and his body was a canvass of tattoo's and scars.
"No." she replied too quickly trying to pull her arm out of his iron grasp. The pirate laughed and pulled her toward him.
"I think you are, otherwise a young pirate miss like yourself wouldn't be walkin' around on her own." his foul breath wafted over Cassandra's cheeks and she pulled her face away.
"Get away from me you swine." she spat trying again to pull free. The pirate grabbed a handful of her hair and began to drag her into one of the small alleyways. She struggled desperately as his hand covered her mouth. Panic filled her every bone as he pushed her roughly against the wall, she thrashed at his hands as he tried to grope at her, her scream muffled against his hand. Finally she found her strength and lifted her knee into the pirates crotch, he double up immediately cursing her. Cassandra bit down hard on his hand blood seeping between her teeth. He finally let go and slumped to the ground still holding his throbbing privates. Cassandra stumbled clear of the ally retching at the blood in her mouth. She knew there was no way that she was going to stay in this port. Finding her strength she began to make her way to the inn Little Dickies she had passed somewhere on the way. There was only one way she was going to get off this port and it was by pirate ship and the only pirate she trusted was oddly enough the one that kidnapped her.
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Cassandra didn't hesitate to approach Jack when she caught sight of him in the small tavern. His eyes danced as he seen her approach.
"What happened luv, your bleeding?" he stood catching sight of her blood streaked cheek.
"It's not mine," she replied cursing the fact she was about to grovel. Jack smiled.
"I see you settling in then?" Cassandra cut his remark short with a scowl.
"Please Captain, let me back on, I cant stay here, it'll be the death of me." she looked up her eyes pleading with him. Jack tipped his head back and looked down his nose at her one side of his mouth curving up.
"I have never given you a reason not to trust me, you should have trusted me on this one."
Cassandra bit back a comment that he had kidnapped her but instead nodded.
"All's well then." he said thrusting a bottle of rum into her hand before spitting onto his sleeve. Cassandra wrinkled her nose in disgust as he set about wiping the dried blood from her face.
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Long passed sober Cassandra tried to guide the bottle towards her mouth, she swallowed the liquid no longer feeling the foul taste in her mouth. The tables were awash with laughter as Mr Gibbs told the story of Barbossa and as she glanced around she felt a warmth for the crew as they added their own parts in.
"I don't believe it Mr Gibbs," she slurred waving the bottle at the old man, " The undead and all." Mr Gibbs laughed and nodded at Jack.
"Its true he was one of them for one of the strangest moments in his life. Ask anybody here about Barbossa and you'll get the same story." Cassandra aimed the bottle again at her mouth and took a glug, her gaze rested on Jack as he watched.
"That would make you a hero then Jack." she said using his first name for the first time. She held his eyes for a moment unable to look away.
"Only to some luv," he said reaching over and removing the bottle from her hand. Cassandra offered him a small smile suddenly feeling a respect for the pirate. He stood and grabbed her arm hauling her to her feet. He turned to Mr Gibbs.
"I'll get the girl home, mate," he said pulling Cassandra from the tables, she shot him an angry look.
"I'm fine, I don't need you to escort me back." she met Jack's dubious look and scowled.
"Same as you didn't need an escort to Sylvia's, oh that's right you didn't make it that far." he shot back, Cassandra's hand itched to clout him but she bit it back huffing as he pulled her clear of the table.
The air outside was crisp as the night was clear. Jack walked beside her nodding now and then at pirates who addressed him.
"People know you." she commented as another man greeted him.
"Know of me luv, and I wouldn't trust a single one not to stab a dagger between my shoulder blades."
"How so?" she looked up at his face and he flashed her a smile, the gold in his teeth winking at her.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow luv, people know of me because I'm the one that never gets caught, the one that never gets killed," he waved a hand in the air, "but what of the person that finally does kill me? He will then be the man that killed the unkillable. Never trust anybody luv," his hand shot out and grabbed the scruff of Cassandra's shirt as she stumbled forward. Blushing she thanked him feeling drawn to his eyes. It had been a long time since she felt that fluttering feeling in her belly, like a small trapped bird. She looked away scolding herself.
"You told me I could trust you," she pointed out. Jack frowned glanced about perhaps looking for an answer.
"And do you? It would seem you trusted me enough to come back to me." Cassandra chuckled lightly at his contradicting words.
"You are mistaken Jack, that was desperation not trust."
Ahead the Black Pearl suddenly peaked in the docks, Cassandra could have swore that the shadows were much deeper and thicker than that of the ships she stood by.
"Never thought I'd see the day I begged to be back aboard that ship," she sighed risking a look at the pirate. Only pride and love shone in his eyes as he stared at his Pearl he nodded slowly,
"Told you you'd warm to it," he turned a triumphic smile on his face it fell as soon as he caught Cassandra's sour face, he shrugged and swaggered off towards the ship mildly irritated that she didn't share his thought about the Pearl. Frowning Cassandra quickened her pace and followed the pirate onto the ship, he stood gazing over it in complete admiration.
"Took me ten years to get this ship back," he commented softly, "And there's not a pirate in theses waters that would dare take it off me again," Cassandra observed him in the moonlight, he was almost impossible to read, the sudden sorrow in his eyes perhaps she mistook for anger and then his smile that now graced his face was it bitter or was it charming, Deciding she was too drunk for these thoughts Cassandra made towards the stairwell door. Jack followed her and stood by as she reached to open the door but her eyes were misguided and she ended up staring at Jack. He stepped forward and Cassandra caught her breath, the little bird was back and it appeared to have grown. Tipping her head back she met his eyes mystified by there darkness, he searched her eyes for perhaps the same thing she searched for in his,
"Do you want me to?" he asked. Cassandra's mouth was dry and she could only nod weakly, she cursed herself instantly, what ever happened to the word no? She realised with a sickening thought that the word was still in her vocabulary and she had not chosen nor wanted to use it. Jack lifted his hand perhaps to touch her face his eyes roved her face and rested on her lips, he was so close she could feel his breath on her lips, sweet with rum. She felt for the first time a sudden longing to be held and it shocked her further that it was for this pirate that stood before her. Jack eyes fell to the floor and he stood back his hand slapping against his side.
"And that would make me a scoundrel for taking advantage of a drunken lass." he offered her a small smile. Cassandra opened her mouth to protest but snapped it shut as she caught herself. It would be a sorry day when she would beg Jack Sparrow to kiss her. Jack lifted his hat to her as he walked backwards.
"Another time luv,"
Cassandra stood reeling in humiliation as the captain melted into the darkness, she could have slapped herself for being so stupid,
"A scoundrel for not," she muttered turning to the stairwell.
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The sun was already cruising high over the sky when Cassandra finally woke. Her head was throbbing and it took her a good long while to risk sitting up. Every muscle in her body protested when she pulled herself over to the mirror. She looked dead, never before had she seen skin so grey. Perhaps she should put a bag over her head incase Jack mistook her for one of his undead enemies. A dry laugh found its way into her throat as she heaved herself up. Memories crept slowly into her head as she pulled on her trousers over the boots she still had on and groaned aloud when she remembered Jack. Trying desperately to rub some colour into her face she staggered to the door still feeling light-headed and dizzy. Her mouth tasted foul and was so dry she would have slurped at a puddle had she saw one. Standing now at the stairwell she could hear Jack barking orders on the deck, again embarrassment gripped her and she turned away heading instead to the kitchen.
Diago the cook turned as she entered, his hands never stopping their peeling.
"Miss Callis," he greeted her with a nod, Cassandra delved into a pale of water and drank readily.
"I think I drank to much last night," she said wiping the water from her chin, the cook laughed.
"I think we all did miss, a good night it was." he diced the potato and threw it into the huge pot immediately picking up another. Cassandra eyed the huge pile he still had to peel and found herself a knife.
"Have we left Tortuga?" she asked picking herself a potato and copying Diago. He nodded dicing again.
"Aye, Jack had them up there at first light," Cassandra said nothing as she struggled to peel. "Change of heart you had then, coming out for a drink at last?" he asked casting her a side glance. Cassandra nodded.
"I was just thankful that Jack let me back on board." she diced the vegetable and flung it into the pot, Diago looked at her puzzled.
"Back on board?" Cassandra looked at him and told her story about the argument she'd had. The cook laughed heartily when she finished.
"Jack had no intention of leaving you in Tortuga, he said you were getting fresh air and you'd be back before long." Cassandra scowled at the potato.
"Miserable git, I could have been killed by that one eyed man," again she felt like a fool. How dare Jack assume she wouldn't last, but he'd been right. The thought soured her further. Diago disappeared into the pantry still chuckling to himself. She snorted out loud at her foul mood.
"Was wondering where you were," Cassandra didn't even grace the captain with a glance.
"What do you want?" she said non to friendly.
"I was just checking you hadn't flung yourself to the sea as it were," he eyed the mutilated potato she held and wrinkled his nose. Cassandra said nothing but Jack continued to hover behind her, she could feel his eyes in her back and it unnerved her no end.
"What are you pestering me for," she finally snapped slamming the knife down and turning to glare at him. Jack stepped back looking surprised at her hostility.
"Is there a problem between us luv?" he asked keeping a sharp eye on her hand in case she tried to abuse him with it.
"That would be yourself," she snapped, "Letting me wander about that miserable town on my own." Jack held up his hand in defence.
"That was your own doing luv, I did try and warn you." he moved the knife out of her reach and risked at look at her face.
"You didn't try and stop me though." she shot back turning her back to him and snatching the knife from the table. Jack lifted a finger and took a step back, his cheek twitched at his growing annoyance.
"You play me like a fool Jack Sparrow," she said attacking the potato. Jack opened his mouth to correct his title but thought better of it, instead he swayed a little closer his fingers curling.
"And if I thought you were a fool, I would have taken advantage of you last night," he raised a finger as he backed away, "Which by the way luv, is not finished with." he flashed her a charming smile before leaving. Cassandra stared after him a blush staining her cheeks.
"Is that chemistry I'm sensing between the you and the captain," Diago broke her thoughts as he slammed a slab of salted meat on the work surface.
"The only thing you'll be sensing is that of irritation Mr Diago. He's a pirate." the cook smiled.
"And a good man." Cassandra stared thoughtfully at the door.
"There is no such thing."
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Well???? Did you guys like it, please let me know. If anyone has any suggestion or anything please tell me, its great to hear your views from the story. I've already started the next chapter so it should be with you in the next day or two.
Thank you so much for your reviews, Starlight Dagger, Lady of Death and Moulin-rouge-pirate. please keep me posted on what you think.
Cassandra stared out over the Port as the Pearl glided in to the docks. She was completely dismayed at what she saw. Pirate ships on either side of the Pearl, pirates milling about the docks, pirates swarming around the taverns. She closer her eyes to try an control her urge to find Sparrow and dismember him. She knew he had tried to tell her that Tortuga was a pirate port but she hadn't listened, this angered her more as she knew that her own pride would not allow her to ask Jack to keep her on the ship. She sighed deeply to try again to control her urge to break down and cry at her frustrations. She wasn't cut out for this kind of thing, it was tearing her apart inside. Jack sidled up beside her and gave her a side look.
"Beautiful isn't it?" he said turning his gaze joyfully around the busy port. Cassandra bit her lip in order to stop a string of obscenities fall from her mouth. Jack put a hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him.
"Is this a goodbye for now darling?" he asked seriously. Cassandra cursed his mocking her silently, meeting his eyes and showing no sign of emotion.
"I guess," she said hoping her would ask her not to get off the ship. Jack nodded and turned to his crew.
"Fill this ship, and then we can get on with the more important matter of Little Dickies." he yelled, the crew immediately abandoning the ship to gather the supplies. He swayed on his feet as he turned back to Cassandra.
"Time for a last drink luv?" he asked his hands fidgeting in their usual manor. Cassandra bit back another urge to slap him. She wanted nothing more than to rid herself of this pirate that pestered her thoughts so.
"I'd rather get going." she said dryly looking over the port. Humiliation crept over her as she turned towards the plank. Jack shrugged and jammed his thumbs into the sash round his waist, he watched her carefully stepping onto the plank and grinned at her back, as if sensing it she threw him a cold look and the smile fell from his lips.
"Up there." he said pointing towards a narrow street, "follow it until you reach an inn called Sylvia's, Tell her I sent you and she'll sort you out for the night." he lifted his hat and bowed slightly as Cassandra stepped off the plank. She nodded but said nothing walking quickly towards the street.
Jack watched her go his lost smile finding its way back onto his lips. The girl irritated him no end but in a different sort of way. She had enough back bone in her to challenge him and although it shocked him to think about it he enjoyed her company even if it was just when they argued. Jack straightened up as Mr Gibbs approached.
"Where's the lass gone?" he asked following Jack's gaze to the girl.
"A walk," he stated and caught sight of Mr Gibbs frown. "Just getting away from us for a bit mate, she wont be long." he turned and threw Mr Gibbs a one of his more mischievous smiles. They both stared after her for a long moment both somewhere lost in thought.
"Little Dickies?" Mr Gibbs said at last realising he was wasting his drinking time. Jack looked around quickly looking somewhat shocked that he was still standing on the ship and not in the tavern.
"Aye,"
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Cassandra hurried along the cobbled streets, she thanked Mr Gibbs silently at the clothes she wore, she didn't stick out to much however she didn't go unnoticed. Some shouted at her as she passed others blocked her path and tormented her. She looked in vain for the tavern that Jack had mentioned but it failed to come into view. She was beginning to think Jack had sent her on a wild goose chase. Stopping finally she looked all around her, tears pricking her eyes, she was too scared to ask anyone where the tavern was. A hand shot out and gripped her wrist.
"Lost missy?" she faced the thickset pirate, one of his eyes was fused shut with and ugly scar and his body was a canvass of tattoo's and scars.
"No." she replied too quickly trying to pull her arm out of his iron grasp. The pirate laughed and pulled her toward him.
"I think you are, otherwise a young pirate miss like yourself wouldn't be walkin' around on her own." his foul breath wafted over Cassandra's cheeks and she pulled her face away.
"Get away from me you swine." she spat trying again to pull free. The pirate grabbed a handful of her hair and began to drag her into one of the small alleyways. She struggled desperately as his hand covered her mouth. Panic filled her every bone as he pushed her roughly against the wall, she thrashed at his hands as he tried to grope at her, her scream muffled against his hand. Finally she found her strength and lifted her knee into the pirates crotch, he double up immediately cursing her. Cassandra bit down hard on his hand blood seeping between her teeth. He finally let go and slumped to the ground still holding his throbbing privates. Cassandra stumbled clear of the ally retching at the blood in her mouth. She knew there was no way that she was going to stay in this port. Finding her strength she began to make her way to the inn Little Dickies she had passed somewhere on the way. There was only one way she was going to get off this port and it was by pirate ship and the only pirate she trusted was oddly enough the one that kidnapped her.
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Cassandra didn't hesitate to approach Jack when she caught sight of him in the small tavern. His eyes danced as he seen her approach.
"What happened luv, your bleeding?" he stood catching sight of her blood streaked cheek.
"It's not mine," she replied cursing the fact she was about to grovel. Jack smiled.
"I see you settling in then?" Cassandra cut his remark short with a scowl.
"Please Captain, let me back on, I cant stay here, it'll be the death of me." she looked up her eyes pleading with him. Jack tipped his head back and looked down his nose at her one side of his mouth curving up.
"I have never given you a reason not to trust me, you should have trusted me on this one."
Cassandra bit back a comment that he had kidnapped her but instead nodded.
"All's well then." he said thrusting a bottle of rum into her hand before spitting onto his sleeve. Cassandra wrinkled her nose in disgust as he set about wiping the dried blood from her face.
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Long passed sober Cassandra tried to guide the bottle towards her mouth, she swallowed the liquid no longer feeling the foul taste in her mouth. The tables were awash with laughter as Mr Gibbs told the story of Barbossa and as she glanced around she felt a warmth for the crew as they added their own parts in.
"I don't believe it Mr Gibbs," she slurred waving the bottle at the old man, " The undead and all." Mr Gibbs laughed and nodded at Jack.
"Its true he was one of them for one of the strangest moments in his life. Ask anybody here about Barbossa and you'll get the same story." Cassandra aimed the bottle again at her mouth and took a glug, her gaze rested on Jack as he watched.
"That would make you a hero then Jack." she said using his first name for the first time. She held his eyes for a moment unable to look away.
"Only to some luv," he said reaching over and removing the bottle from her hand. Cassandra offered him a small smile suddenly feeling a respect for the pirate. He stood and grabbed her arm hauling her to her feet. He turned to Mr Gibbs.
"I'll get the girl home, mate," he said pulling Cassandra from the tables, she shot him an angry look.
"I'm fine, I don't need you to escort me back." she met Jack's dubious look and scowled.
"Same as you didn't need an escort to Sylvia's, oh that's right you didn't make it that far." he shot back, Cassandra's hand itched to clout him but she bit it back huffing as he pulled her clear of the table.
The air outside was crisp as the night was clear. Jack walked beside her nodding now and then at pirates who addressed him.
"People know you." she commented as another man greeted him.
"Know of me luv, and I wouldn't trust a single one not to stab a dagger between my shoulder blades."
"How so?" she looked up at his face and he flashed her a smile, the gold in his teeth winking at her.
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow luv, people know of me because I'm the one that never gets caught, the one that never gets killed," he waved a hand in the air, "but what of the person that finally does kill me? He will then be the man that killed the unkillable. Never trust anybody luv," his hand shot out and grabbed the scruff of Cassandra's shirt as she stumbled forward. Blushing she thanked him feeling drawn to his eyes. It had been a long time since she felt that fluttering feeling in her belly, like a small trapped bird. She looked away scolding herself.
"You told me I could trust you," she pointed out. Jack frowned glanced about perhaps looking for an answer.
"And do you? It would seem you trusted me enough to come back to me." Cassandra chuckled lightly at his contradicting words.
"You are mistaken Jack, that was desperation not trust."
Ahead the Black Pearl suddenly peaked in the docks, Cassandra could have swore that the shadows were much deeper and thicker than that of the ships she stood by.
"Never thought I'd see the day I begged to be back aboard that ship," she sighed risking a look at the pirate. Only pride and love shone in his eyes as he stared at his Pearl he nodded slowly,
"Told you you'd warm to it," he turned a triumphic smile on his face it fell as soon as he caught Cassandra's sour face, he shrugged and swaggered off towards the ship mildly irritated that she didn't share his thought about the Pearl. Frowning Cassandra quickened her pace and followed the pirate onto the ship, he stood gazing over it in complete admiration.
"Took me ten years to get this ship back," he commented softly, "And there's not a pirate in theses waters that would dare take it off me again," Cassandra observed him in the moonlight, he was almost impossible to read, the sudden sorrow in his eyes perhaps she mistook for anger and then his smile that now graced his face was it bitter or was it charming, Deciding she was too drunk for these thoughts Cassandra made towards the stairwell door. Jack followed her and stood by as she reached to open the door but her eyes were misguided and she ended up staring at Jack. He stepped forward and Cassandra caught her breath, the little bird was back and it appeared to have grown. Tipping her head back she met his eyes mystified by there darkness, he searched her eyes for perhaps the same thing she searched for in his,
"Do you want me to?" he asked. Cassandra's mouth was dry and she could only nod weakly, she cursed herself instantly, what ever happened to the word no? She realised with a sickening thought that the word was still in her vocabulary and she had not chosen nor wanted to use it. Jack lifted his hand perhaps to touch her face his eyes roved her face and rested on her lips, he was so close she could feel his breath on her lips, sweet with rum. She felt for the first time a sudden longing to be held and it shocked her further that it was for this pirate that stood before her. Jack eyes fell to the floor and he stood back his hand slapping against his side.
"And that would make me a scoundrel for taking advantage of a drunken lass." he offered her a small smile. Cassandra opened her mouth to protest but snapped it shut as she caught herself. It would be a sorry day when she would beg Jack Sparrow to kiss her. Jack lifted his hat to her as he walked backwards.
"Another time luv,"
Cassandra stood reeling in humiliation as the captain melted into the darkness, she could have slapped herself for being so stupid,
"A scoundrel for not," she muttered turning to the stairwell.
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The sun was already cruising high over the sky when Cassandra finally woke. Her head was throbbing and it took her a good long while to risk sitting up. Every muscle in her body protested when she pulled herself over to the mirror. She looked dead, never before had she seen skin so grey. Perhaps she should put a bag over her head incase Jack mistook her for one of his undead enemies. A dry laugh found its way into her throat as she heaved herself up. Memories crept slowly into her head as she pulled on her trousers over the boots she still had on and groaned aloud when she remembered Jack. Trying desperately to rub some colour into her face she staggered to the door still feeling light-headed and dizzy. Her mouth tasted foul and was so dry she would have slurped at a puddle had she saw one. Standing now at the stairwell she could hear Jack barking orders on the deck, again embarrassment gripped her and she turned away heading instead to the kitchen.
Diago the cook turned as she entered, his hands never stopping their peeling.
"Miss Callis," he greeted her with a nod, Cassandra delved into a pale of water and drank readily.
"I think I drank to much last night," she said wiping the water from her chin, the cook laughed.
"I think we all did miss, a good night it was." he diced the potato and threw it into the huge pot immediately picking up another. Cassandra eyed the huge pile he still had to peel and found herself a knife.
"Have we left Tortuga?" she asked picking herself a potato and copying Diago. He nodded dicing again.
"Aye, Jack had them up there at first light," Cassandra said nothing as she struggled to peel. "Change of heart you had then, coming out for a drink at last?" he asked casting her a side glance. Cassandra nodded.
"I was just thankful that Jack let me back on board." she diced the vegetable and flung it into the pot, Diago looked at her puzzled.
"Back on board?" Cassandra looked at him and told her story about the argument she'd had. The cook laughed heartily when she finished.
"Jack had no intention of leaving you in Tortuga, he said you were getting fresh air and you'd be back before long." Cassandra scowled at the potato.
"Miserable git, I could have been killed by that one eyed man," again she felt like a fool. How dare Jack assume she wouldn't last, but he'd been right. The thought soured her further. Diago disappeared into the pantry still chuckling to himself. She snorted out loud at her foul mood.
"Was wondering where you were," Cassandra didn't even grace the captain with a glance.
"What do you want?" she said non to friendly.
"I was just checking you hadn't flung yourself to the sea as it were," he eyed the mutilated potato she held and wrinkled his nose. Cassandra said nothing but Jack continued to hover behind her, she could feel his eyes in her back and it unnerved her no end.
"What are you pestering me for," she finally snapped slamming the knife down and turning to glare at him. Jack stepped back looking surprised at her hostility.
"Is there a problem between us luv?" he asked keeping a sharp eye on her hand in case she tried to abuse him with it.
"That would be yourself," she snapped, "Letting me wander about that miserable town on my own." Jack held up his hand in defence.
"That was your own doing luv, I did try and warn you." he moved the knife out of her reach and risked at look at her face.
"You didn't try and stop me though." she shot back turning her back to him and snatching the knife from the table. Jack lifted a finger and took a step back, his cheek twitched at his growing annoyance.
"You play me like a fool Jack Sparrow," she said attacking the potato. Jack opened his mouth to correct his title but thought better of it, instead he swayed a little closer his fingers curling.
"And if I thought you were a fool, I would have taken advantage of you last night," he raised a finger as he backed away, "Which by the way luv, is not finished with." he flashed her a charming smile before leaving. Cassandra stared after him a blush staining her cheeks.
"Is that chemistry I'm sensing between the you and the captain," Diago broke her thoughts as he slammed a slab of salted meat on the work surface.
"The only thing you'll be sensing is that of irritation Mr Diago. He's a pirate." the cook smiled.
"And a good man." Cassandra stared thoughtfully at the door.
"There is no such thing."
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Well???? Did you guys like it, please let me know. If anyone has any suggestion or anything please tell me, its great to hear your views from the story. I've already started the next chapter so it should be with you in the next day or two.