Pirates of the Caribbean:

The Legend of Captain Redd's Lost Treasure

Chapter 12: Attack!

By: Vipera berus

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Twelfth chapter! Enjoy mateys!

Happened in previous chapter:

She leaned forward and gave him a small kiss on his cheek before she passed out, her head resting on his chest.

"I knew ye liked me, love…" Jack mused before he too fell asleep, his arms around her petite figure and he started dreaming of a naked Tony…

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Chapter 12! Woohoo!

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The faint light of the rising sun, shone through the dirty windows in Captain Sparrow's quarters. The ship rocked peacefully as the waves splashed to the sides of the Black Pearl. A few dolphins were following the course of the ship and jumped happily beside it. A light sound of snoring came from the comfortable bed of the dim lit cabin. A dozen of empty rum bottles lay here and there on the floor, among the furniture.

A small moan suddenly erupted from the bed and something moved amidst the white blankets, sheets and pillows.

Tony's head was aching quite badly and this time she knew it was from drinking. But she couldn't remember a thing from the previous night. Damn, she hadn't guessed that the bed in the small cabin would be this comfortable! She thought she already tried to sleep in it but failed miserably because of Gibbs snores…Wait…why in God's name did she feel an arm around her waist, holding her tightly? Tony gulped.

She bit her lip, not wanting to know the name of the person she lay next to but she risked it this time and turned around in the arms of the person who held her…the person in front of her awoke by the moves she was making and both of them opened their eyes at the same time and –

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"Seen the Captain lately, Ladbroc?" Gibbs asked his fellow crewmember as they were mending one particular sail together.

"Nah, I 'aven't," Ladbroc answered. "bu' Quartetto said 'e saw 'im run down below after the new chick when they fought again las' night." Ladbroc gave a laugh. "'E told us they resembled a married couple those two when they do tha', Sparrow 'n' Evans." He continued.

"Aye, bu' Jack knows best not to get involved with that hellcat! If anyone's bad luck, it surely is –"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Gibbs was cut off by a loud scream from below. A few seagulls that had been sitting on the mast flew away and the dolphins that had been swimming by the ship swam quickly away by the sudden shout than seemed to take on for many minutes.

Gibbs looked at Ladbroc and stopped in his doings.

"Wha' was tha'?" Gibbs asked his comrade who shrugged.

"Maybe something's burnin'?" the two of them heard Matelot, the young pirate, say a few feet behind them.

"The Captain's pants are on fire! The Captain's pants are on fire!" Squawked Cotton's Parrot from the mute pirate's shoulder where it sat and surveyed the working pirates.

Gibbs, Ladbroc and Matelot looked at each other and shrugged before continuing to do their work like they hadn't heard a thing.

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Jack and Tony yelled at the same time, staring at each other with wide eyes before they seemed to come back to their senses and stop. Jack took quickly his hands off of her and she rolled off the bed and fell to the floor with a thump and out of his sight. They were both panting. Tony was lying on the floor, staring at the wooden floor below her and Jack was sitting on his bed, staring ahead with a disgusted expression on his face.

What the hell was I doing in his bed?!?! Tony thought panicked, not daring to say a thing.

What the hell was she doing in my bed?!?!? Jack thought at the same time. No that I mind…Shit! Of course I mind, bloody hell! It's Evans for bloody Mary's sake!

Tony raised herself to sit on the floor and being absolutely sure she didn't make eye contact with him she turned her head in his direction and gulped.

"Err…Wha' – wha' am I doing here, Sparrow?" she asked quietly with a hoarse voice. Jack turned his head to look at her too. Then, to Tony's horror, they made eye contact. Blue met brown. And to make things worse for her, Jack's mouth turned into an evil smirk so that the colour that was left on her cheeks left in a haste. He knew something she didn't…oh God…

"Ye're saying tha' ye don't know, Evans?" Jack asked innocently.

"We didn't – we didn't – I hope for your sake that we didn't, Sparrow…" she said horror-struck. Tony stared at him with wide open eyes and a slightly open mouth. Then she jumped up very quickly glaring at him.

"You tell me now this instant, you slimy git, or I'll break your neck in two!" she yelled angrily, pointing her index finger at him. Then she realised that they still had their clothes on, and a wave of relief washed over her.

"Yer loss if ye can't remember, Evans." Jack said wickedly with a smirk and lay back on the bed, his hands resting behind his head. "I had a great time, though!" he added and winked at her.

"You bastard! We did nothing of the sort, you lying, you twisted –" she was cut off by Jack.

"Ye didn't think me as that twisted last night, didja now?" he said. Oh how he loved to tease her. Of course they hadn't done a thing, just that kiss she gave him, whatever it meant. He remembered everything she did and said.

Tony blushed though she didn't know why she did that. "I know we didn't sleep with each other." She said after a moment.

"Who said we slept together in the perverse way yer preferring, love? In other ways, yes, but not in the way yer thinking, Evans, I'm lucky we didn't." Jack answered with a wink. Tony rolled her eyes to the ceiling.

"Well, I'm too! Gosh, I couldn't live with myself if – if –" Tony said but fell silent. She seemed somewhat green coloured in her face. Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Ye were saying?" he asked, but then noticed that she didn't look too good. "'S everythin' alright, Evans?" he asked her after a while. She was just getting greener in her face.

"I'm…I'm not feeling very well…" she said and brought her hands to her mouth.

Jack's eyes widened and he jumped up from his bed.

"Oh no ye don't, Evans! Take a run up on the deck and empty yer stomach into the ocean! Don't ye even dare to –" he quietened as she removed her hands from her mouth, looking only worse.

She opened her mouth and – burped.

"Oops…False alarm!" she said smirking.

Jack sighed in relief, rolling his eyes at the same time. "Someone must really fancy ye up there," he pointed at the ceiling of the cabin. "when that one came, otherwise ye would be licking up every inch of yer food and drink!" he said sourly.

"Well, aren't ye a happy little pirate this morning, Sparrow? Relax, I'm not going to –" she fell silent, getting green once again. Jack hadn't noticed her speechlessness.

Tony gulped but felt something stir in her stomach as a wave of heavy nausea washed over her and she placed her hand on her abdomen. Oh God…She was not going to make it up to the deck…no way! Oh God…

And just when Jack turned to look at her, she threw up on his bed, the drink and the food she had consumed the previous night was thrown up on his comfortable bed and it didn't look too fresh.

Tony wiped her mouth with the hem of her shirt and gave Jack an apologetic look and a weak smile.

"I'm sorry…I – I was just going to warn ye about that, and someone up there must really hate you, Jack." Tony said sympathetically, rubbing her head which was still aching.

Jack stood still, glaring at her with flashing eyes. "You." He said pointing at her with his index finger.

"Me." Tony said weakly, pointing at herself with her own index finger. Jack's eyes darkened.

He noticed that her hair was tousled again and she looked so innocent. (Only hoping that she was innocent but knew that she was quite the opposite…) Damn her…he thought and shook his head to get rid of that thought.

"You, clean that up, savvy? I don't care how ye do it, just clean it and when I come back, I don't want to see a stain on my sheets, savvy?" He said icily. Tony nodded quickly, only getting her headache worse.

Jack walked to his desk and took his coat and his hat and then he scurried to the door, but before he opened it he said; "Not a stain, Evans!" then he opened the door and walked briskly up to the deck, the door banging shut behind him.

"Shit! You are such an idiot, Evans." Tony said to herself and collapsed down onto the floor with her head in her hands, her headache only getting worse…

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Will was working hard with the crew on the deck of the Pearl when he saw Elizabeth approach him in a hurry, holding her dress in her hands. She ignored the pirates' catcalls when her slender legs were in quite a visible sight from under her dress as she held it up to prevent herself from falling on her face. Will gave all of the catcalling pirates death glares which they seemed to ignore. Elizabeth halted in front of her beloved and let her dress fall back to the ground as he let go of the ropes he had been tying and he stood up.

"What is it, Elizabeth?" Will asked as he noticed her uneasy expression. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, yes, I'm quite alright." she answered nodding.

"What is it then? You look uneasy." Will said taking a step closer to her and placing a warm hand on her shoulder.

She looked a bit around her before leaning her face a bit closer to him like she was about to tell him some kind of secret. "Err…Will. Hmm…I know this may sound quite paranoid, but…but I have this strange feeling that everything isn't well…with Tony." she said, glancing around her once again, making sure that the pirates had not heard her. They had not because they were working hard and singing 'A Pirate's Life for Me' in hearty voices.

"What do you mean, Elizabeth?" Will asked with raised eyebrows. "Is there something you have seen or heard from her?"

"No, no. I haven't been spying on her if that's what you mean!" Elizabeth snapped. "I just have this strange feeling that something is about to happen to her…dealing with her past." she said after a long silence and Will tightened his grip on her shoulder.

"Do you know something about her past that we don't? Do you know where her ship is? Do you know why –" Will begun but Elizabeth cut her off.

"Shh! I don't want Jack to hear this!" Elizabeth said quickly, looking at Jack who stood at the helm, from the corner of her eye. "No. I don't know any more about her past than you, but I still know that something haunts her. Something terrible has happened to her. And something will happen that has to do with it!" Elizabeth whispered to Will with wide-eyes.

Will narrowed his eyes in confusion. What was Elizabeth talking about?

"What – How – Have you been dreaming of this? Seen some kind of vision?" he asked after a while. Elizabeth shook her head. "I'm quite sure nothing terrible has or is going to happen to her while we are aboard this ship, yet I'm not going to deny the fact that she is acting quite crazily and that she is a cranky b–"

"Will!" Elizabeth hit his arm with a stern expression on her face when she guessed what he was about to say.

" – and this may be the reason that something has happened to her, but I doubt it, Elizabeth." said Will with a nod.

"So this means that you don't believe me that something is about to happen to her, something that has to do with her past?" Elizabeth asked at the disbelieving look on Will's face.

"No. I'm sorry Elizabeth but this sounds a bit absurd –"

"Absurd?! I am just trying to prevent something terrible from happening and you're saying it's absurd?!" Elizabeth said harshly. A few pirates glanced over at her.

"Listen to yourself! You can't come telling me that you have had some kind of vision or dream of what will happen to Evans." Will said to her calmly. Elizabeth pursed her lips and turned around hastily and scurried back below.

"I never saw a vision or a dream, Will! And besides, I thought I could tell you anything!" she shrieked as she walked briskly.

"Elizabeth!" Will yelled after her. "Elizabeth, I'm sorry!" Will shouted again and watched as Elizabeth disappeared below with a swish of her brown curly hair.

Will sighed deeply and glared around at the pirates that had been watching the. Great. Now I angered Elizabeth. he thought warily and shook his head before returning to tie ropes.

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Jack's day couldn't have started worse. Waking up beside Evans, no…Waking up, cuddling with Evans, was bad but having her throwing up on his precious bed was even worse. He sincerely hoped that there wouldn't be a stain on his sheets when he was going to check on her, because then it would be the end of her tale aboard this ship. Then he would, no matter what Elizabeth said or Will did, he would throw her into the ocean and he would enjoy doing that too! Now when he really thought about it...would he really do that?

Then he remembered the kiss she gave him. How could something so small and so innocent make him think about her like this? He couldn't even stop thinking about her fine breasts as she had spilled her rum and it had soaked her shirt…see, this is what he meant...But he hated her so much, with a passion so strong. And they weren't that different after all. Both were pirates, and famous ones at that. Both had lost their ship once, although when Jack lost his Pearl it hadn't been permanent like hers obviously. He was still wondering how she had lost her Serpent's Revenge to the Davey Jones Locker…

"Captain!" came a quick shout from the crow's nest and Jack looked immediately up from where he was standing. He had to lift his hand to his eyes to obscure the sunlight that almost blinded him. One of his crew, Kursar was his name and he was a pirate with dirty blonde hair and dirty blonde moustache in his late thirties, stood up in the nest with a telescope in his hand as he yelled down to Jack. "Captain!?"

"Aye? Wha' is it now, man?" Jack shouted back and noticed the worried look on the man's face from afar. He wondered what was wrong now?

"There's a vessel in the horizon, following us with high speed, sir! I think it's a pirate ship!" Kursar yelled back to him.

Pirate ship?

"Catch the name of that vessel?" Jack asked and saw Kursar look through the telescope for a while.

"No! I can't see it Captain!" He answered with a rough voice. "They have the flag of truce, though!"

Jack took his own telescope from his pocket and turned around, lifting it to his eye as he looked to the horizon through it. And just like Kursar had said, there was a vessel with no royal flags nor royal signs upon it, but no name was in sight either. It was a pirate ship indeed, made of reddish wood and dark sails fluttered in the strong wind as it sailed forward with high speed on the same course as the Black Pearl. Under a black Jolly Roger, a white flag of truce was fluttering up in the mast. Even though the Pearl was the fastest ship in the Caribbean, this unknown ship was doing quite well following its chase.

Jack heard a snort from his left and lowered down the telescope from his eye, glancing at Mr Gibbs who stood there with one of his hands resting on his hip.

"That's Captain Porter, Jack." Gibbs said nodding, his eyes fixed upon the reddish ship which was coming closer by the minute. "I'd recognise that red ship even with my deadlights closed! The old seadog is drunk again, I bet." Gibbs said a sour tone in his voice.

Jack chuckled. "Aye. Capt'n Porter is one of the most respectable seadogs I've ever seen," he glanced at Gibbs with a knowing smirk on his lips. "and he's one hell o' a drunken scallywag…But I do wonder how he's managing to steer his ship with the fore first." Jack mused and Gibbs laughed heartily.

"Let them come! Let's see what he's up to now!" Gibbs said to Jack and slammed down his hand on his shoulder.

"Aye…Hopefully it's something important, 'cause we don't 'ave much time since we're on our own necessary quest." Jack agreed with a nod and Gibbs hurried along.

Jack turned to look up at the crow's nest where Kursar lifted their flag of truce as the Black Pearl slowed down steadily. With one glance at the reddish ship, Jack gave the helm to Anamaria and hurried below, the wind blowing and his crew working hard around him.

When he entered his cabin a few seconds later, a sound of light snores filled his ears. Jack couldn't suppress a groan as he turned to look at his bed and found one particularly tired looking girl, sleeping tightly with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open on his now, to his delight, clean and fresh looking bed. Yet he couldn't see a glimpse of the old sheets. He walked forward to the bed and stopped by her side studying her sleeping form.

Jack shook his head. She was a peaceful angel when she was asleep but a fiery demon when she was awake. If he had the power to decide, he'd have her sleeping forever just that he could look at her beautiful figure without disturbance. Did he admit once again that she was beautiful? Shit… Jack cursed.

She started to stir as if she had felt that someone had been watching her. Jack jumped a big step backwards, remembering that she had already hit him twice because he had been standing too close and looking at her.

Tony moaned and lifted her hands to rub her eyes tiredly.

"Did ye have sweet dreams of good ol' Jack, eh Tony?" Jack asked with a smirk she couldn't see.

Tony groaned in annoyance and frustration. The first thing she wanted to hear when she woke was not Jack Sparrow's voice, if you'd be honest…

"Yeah…you wish, ye perv." she muttered sarcastically, her voice hoarse. "I hope your satisfied, dear Jack?" she asked after a while and her eyes fluttered open.

She raised herself to sit and surveyed the cabin. Funny…she thought she heard Jack's voice near her, but when she looked around her, she noticed that Jack stood by his desk, looking down at his maps with his hat placed on the desk beside the papers. He looked like he was deep in his thoughts. Tony yawned and stretched her arms as the ship rocked softly.

"Satisfied of what?" Jack asked and glanced up at her from the map he was examining.

"That I cleaned yer bed, ye dimwit? Why else would I ask ye if ye were being satisfied?" Tony snapped and flung her legs over the bed edge. Good…she wasn't feeling that nauseous anymore. A bit of sleep had probably taken most of her hangover away.

"I can think of many things why ye'd ask if I'm satisfied, love." Jack said with a hearty laugh. Tony frowned.

"Of course you would…" Tony muttered and cast Jack an annoyed glance. She stood up on her shaky legs and Jack lifted his head to look at her.

"Ye feeling alright, Evans?" Jack asked her as he watched her take a few steps forward with her unsteady legs.

Tony's head snapped up too quickly and a slight ache returned to her head. She didn't seem to notice, though. She was staring intently at Jack with wide open eyes. His question was echoing inside her head a thousand times. Ye feeling alright, Evans? Why in the bloody hell would he, Captain Jack Sparrow, of all people care how she felt right now? Hadn't they sworn eternal hate towards each other? And here he was, suddenly caring how she felt? Now he must be the one feeling ill if he was behaving this way.

"I'm…I'm feeling quite a - alright…" she stuttered softly once she had closed her open mouth. Jack hadn't seemed to notice her odd behaviour because he was looking down at the map again.

"That's good. Wouldn't want ye throwing up again, now would we?" Jack asked amused, giving her a slight smile.

"No…no…we wouldn't…" she said quietly, still staring at him. Was she dreaming? He smiled at her…

"Rum?" Jack asked her with a grin, rounding his desk and walking to her, showing a half full bottle of rum in his hand.

Something stirred in her stomach upon seeing that bottle, but it wasn't nausea. She was a bit thirsty actually so rum would probably take her thirst away. And she would never ever want to show Jack that she was not feeling perfectly well by refusing a bottle of rum, her favourite drink. He would probably just laugh at her… They were pirates for God's sake!

"Uh…sure. Okay." she said, still bewildered by his question and his smile.

She watched him walk towards her with the bottle in his hand as she stood still on her shaky legs by the bed and when she reached out for the bottle, something quite unexpected happened, something neither of them had been guessing that would happen; her legs gave away and she fell backwards to the bed, taking a strong hold of Jack's collar with her both hands in mistake, dragging him completely on top of her. Jack was so surprised by her actions that he had no idea what was happening before he noticed a petite body pressed underneath his. He looked down to see Tony with her eyes squeezed shut and biting her lip. They heard a faint noise when the rum bottle fell to the floor with a clatter beside the bed they were laying on top of. Her legs were slightly spread and he was lying between them, his hands were on each side of her head and his face was mere inches away from hers. And when Tony opened her eyes, their eyes locked immediately.

Neither of them said a word as a thousand things swam through both of their minds (Mostly Tony's though, because she was still thinking about his earlier behaviour and now this). She blinked and her breath was increasing but this time it wasn't from anger, it was from something totally different. She stared deep into his eyes and she gulped.

What the hell should she do now? What the hell was she doing in the first place? Lying underneath Jack in this erotic position?!?!

Tony seemed to snap out of it when that thing ran through her head. She lifted her hands to his chest and gave a mighty push but he wouldn't budge. She tried again, her eyes never leaving his…

"'Ey! Get off…off –" Tony begun but fell silent as her eyes travelled to his lips as he licked them slowly.

She started to panic now but her body wouldn't respond to her thoughts. Oh my God…Oh my God…Oh my God… she was now breathing heavily and noticed that her hands hadn't left his chest, but they weren't pushing him anymore, they were just placed there as she stared at him. And before Tony had time to think things straight, Jack's mouth turned into a mocking smirk and she guessed that he was about to laugh at her but she was proved quite wrong as he leaned down with closed eyes, yet he didn't manage to reach her before Tony had already pushed herself up to him, pressing her mouth against his in a fiery kiss.

Fireworks exploded in her head, her eyes fluttered close and the faint smell of rum and fresh sea air, from Jack, filled her senses. She had never experienced such a passionate kiss in her whole life. Her hands took a firm grip of his collar once again as she drew him closer to her, wanting to feel his body more firmly against hers. She opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter her sweet mouth as the kiss continued for an eternity. Their tongues were exploring each other with such hunger and passion that all the conflict between them was forgotten…

Jack drew away from her very slowly, staring down at her when she opened her eyes. They were both breathing heavily after their first kiss but they couldn't seem to take their eyes off each other. Hate…was there even such a thing as hate? When did hate even matter? Tony and Jack did not know.

Suddenly Jack was flung around so that he was a lying underneath her and Tony sat on top of him, her legs on both sides of his hips. She was gazing at him so intensely that he could read her every emotion from her clear blue eyes. He could see that she was very confused, yet she didn't want to stop what they had already begun.

"What are you trying to prove here, mister?" she whispered harshly, her lips swollen from the kiss. She didn't seem angry though her voice sounded very. Then Tony leaned back down to his face and attacked his lips with hers in another kiss, hungrier and more passionate than before. He was surprised by this but it didn't take him long before he responded. Their tongues were dancing their waltz once again, lust and passion melting together, as they massaged against each other smoothly. Tony moaned into his mouth when she felt his hands grab her buttocks and pressing her to him. His arousal was evident and Tony feared that if they didn't stop now, they would never be able to stop…

BANG!

A sudden explosion made the two pirates stop in a haste. Tony drew her lips away from his and she raised herself to sit on him, her hands still holding his collar. The ship was rocking slightly and they could hear muffled shouts and footsteps from the deck, running around in panic. Tony and Jack stared at each other, fearing what the bang had been about.

BANG!

The second explosion made Tony climb off Jack in haste and they jumped up from the bed, staring at each other with wide eyes. What the hell had that been?

"What's going on, Captain?" Tony asked in a professional manner. She was panting slightly but she tired to hide it as well as her swollen lips. Jack shrugged but couldn't help a smirk escape to his lips.

"No idea." He answered as he hid his smirk with a cough.

Tony's eyes widened more as she understood what it was all about. "It's – It's cannon fire!!!" she exclaimed, remembering the day she was kidnapped. "We're being attacked!" she said panic-struck. Jack had obviously noticed that as well, as he ran to his desk, grabbed his hat and something else that Tony didn't see before he hurried out of the cabin, leaving a very confused and flushed Tony Evans behind.

Suddenly she seemed to understand what had happened between them a second ago as she glanced at the bed, but she turned quickly away a grimace on her face before she slammed her hand onto her forehead with a groan.

"Stupid…stupid idiot!" Tony muttered to herself as she shook her head. "Go and kiss that good-for-nothing Captain, Evans, and all's well, you stupid idiot!" she yelled to herself angered as she slammed her hand to her forehead again and again.

BANG!

The third explosion rocked the ship and Tony snapped out of her ridiculous thoughts with a fierce shake of her head. She really didn't want to go up to the deck and watch his handsome face, but what choice did she have? Tony knew he was going to have a laugh at their kiss later…She groaned once again as she started to think about it.

"Arr…" she muttered as she grabbed her cutlass and headed to the deck, her hair swishing after her.

The sun blinded her eyes as she emerged from below with her cutlass ready in hand. She lifted her hand to her eyes to obscure the sun and the sight in front of her made her freeze, her heart stop and her breath cease.

A red ship with dark sails fluttering in the wind was attacking them and the cannon fire continued. But the only thing she could see, when she stood paralysed in her spot, was the black fierce letters sprawled across the side of the ship, forming two words she dreaded to see; Midnight Rose…

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To Be Continued…

Author's Note: Ha! That was a cliffhanger ye scoundrels!!! My Longest Chapter EVER!!! YAY!!! :) hmm…I have to say that I am quite satisfied with their kiss, eh?! Quite cute... mwahahaaaaaa…you never saw that one coming, did you?

(And...err…if you wish to know more about the Midnight Rose, information may be found in Chapter 9: The Legend! And there's something to ponder about!) laughs evilly

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