Pirates of the Caribbean:

The Legend of Captain Redd's Lost Treasure

Chapter 16: Leaks and Naughty Dreams

By: Vipera berus

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Happened in previous chapter:

"Yea, I knew it, ye arsehole!" she shouted at the door in anger, a tear sliding down her cheek. "I knew it…" she repeated in a whisper and almost fell down to the floor because of the pain that she was in.

Suddenly the door flew back open and Jack came back in, looking stressed and angry. He muttered 'bloody hell' with a growl. Tony raised her eyebrows but didn't manage to utter one word before Jack had already stridden up to her, placing his hands gently but hastily around her waist and pressed his lips fully upon hers in a wet passionate kiss. She was surprised at first but then, automatically her eyes fluttered close and she gave herself in to the most beautiful touch above the earth; Jack Sparrow's gentle kiss…

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Chapter sixteen!

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Still shocked and very surprised, but responding to the kiss already, Tony wondered what the hell was on his mind. But when a girl gets kissed by Captain Jack Sparrow, the only thing she could do was to sneak her hands up to his shoulders and around his neck, pulling him closer to her. This isn't happening. Well, again… She thought as Jack's hand slid across her lower back to her side and repositioned itself on her waist. They were kissing like there was no tomorrow, his tongue entered her mouth and searched hers hungrily. He tasted like rum, which made her only crave for more. His other hand crept up to her head and twined with her dark brown hair, massaging her scalp gently. Tony felt drugged from him, she needed more, she wanted more. But at the same time, she was terrified at the very thought of going further, but her body would not respond to that, nor would her own mind. That thought was soon forgotten as his tongue continued to explore the cavern of her mouth with longing and desire.

Leaving her mouth after a while, he trailed small kisses along her jaw to her earlobe and nibbled gently, his breath raspy in her ear. She let out a slight moan of pleasure when he started kissing down the soft skin of her throat towards her neck, making small electric shivers run along her spine.

Suddenly her back collided with the wall beside his bed and Jack pressed himself nearer her body, hearing another moan escape her mouth. If she was continuing to moan like that, he wouldn't be able to contain himself. He wanted her so badly right now. He lifted her legs around his waist as he kept her steady against the wall. They were so lost in their lust and pleasure that if the ship would've sunk right then, neither of them would've noticed…

One of her hands travelled over his shoulder back to his chest, feeling his strong muscles through the thin fabric of his shirt. Should she rip his shirt apart to see that fine body again? Hmm… The other hand was ruffling his hair wildly.

Then he moved away from the wall, with his hands on her buttocks, he took a few steps over the bed and gently not to hurt her, he laid her on top of it, jumping beside her afterwards. She giggled despite a small pain she felt and she grabbed a hold of his hair again so that he came on top of her. But this was a mistake.

As soon as his whole bodyweight was on her, she cried out in agony, grimacing as the wound on her stomach stung of pain stronger than before. He rolled off her immediately with an apologetic expression on his face. Her hands went to her stomach and above the bandage.

"Ye alright, Tony?" he asked huskily, watching her closed eyes warily. Her breath was ragged, either from the kiss or from the pain.

Her eyes opened. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." she answered and turned her head to look at him. By just clearing her throat, she was trying to hide her pain, he knew this. "Okay…shall we continue?" a grin spread across her face as she studied his expression of worry and something else she could not exactly place. Without waiting for an answer from him, Tony reached out and took a strong hold of his chin with her fingers, bringing his face close to hers again. He did not protest, just started to kiss her once more, covering her lips with his. His hands were running up and down her curvaceous body, and soon they sneaked under her shirt, feeling the bandage around her middle. Something clicked in his mind right that moment. This wasn't perhaps the best of times to –

But his body this close to hers once more, almost on top of her and a sudden whimper of pain escaped her mouth. He drew his face away from hers, looking down at her closed eyes.

"Ow…" she whispered, her face scrunched up in a grimace of pain. He did not answer, but instead, he moved off of her and muttered something about 'doctors' and 'wounds'. "'Ey, what the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked huskily, her blue eyes wide suddenly. Jack raised his eyebrows.

"Ye're wounded, love. This isn't the best timing." he answered and an irritated expression took over her features.

"I am not wounded! …Okay, I am, but so what?! I am not finished with you yet, Captain." Tony snapped and pulled his face down on hers again and planted her lips roughly upon his again. What's gotten into me? What did I just say? And what the hell am I doing?! she thought annoyed. But her mind did not stop her doings. And it didn't take long before he returned the favour into her kiss, yet she felt him smirking against her lips. Their tongues were dancing with each other again, while his hands moved to her wrists, grabbing them roughly.

His weight was suddenly moved from her body and Tony's eyes snapped open as his mouth left hers quickly. She tried to grab him again but found that her arms wouldn't move!

Looking around her in panic, her eyes widened. "Excuse me, am I tied to a bed…AGAIN?!" Tony shrieked, struggling with the ropes that had appeared around her wrists and the bedposts. Evil git he was… "Or is this just one of your kinky sex games, Sparrow?" she asked as an afterthought. Though, that scared her to be honest.

A grin appeared on his face. "You wish, darling." he laughed as he got up and grinned toothily down at her. She was shocked! And surprised!

"Am I really tied to a bed, or am I just seeing things?" she asked to confirm what she was seeing. Her tone was still surprised like she couldn't believe what was happening. Jack was still grinning like a fool.

"You aren't seeing things, love. Apparently ye are tied to me bed and it's not a – as much as you'd like it to be – a kinky sex game. I had to do that, Evans. Because we're soon arriving to Nassau and we're takin' ye to a doctor getting tha' wound healed as soon as possible, savvy? Just so you won't try to run away." he said with a smirk as he stood in front of her. Tony was fuming now.

"You're such a eunuch!" she yelled at him and struggled with the ropes. "Why does this always happen to me?! This is the third bloody time, I think, I've been tied to your bloody bed, (some sort of enjoyment of yours?) oh, and mind you, it isn't as comfortable as it seems!" she spat and cried out in frustration.

"Oh," Jack placed a finger on his chin. "I recall you sayin' tha' me bed was very comfortable…" he slurred as if he was drunk.

"I didn't mean that!" she hissed and tried to bite the rope around her left wrist. "I meant being tied to a bed! Just try it and you know I'm speaking the truth!" Tony snapped and continued to bite the rope. Jack chuckled and shook his head slightly at the sight of her.

"Well, I'll let you alone with ye're – err, escape attempt is it? Or are you trying to eat that?" he asked, pointing his index finger at her wrist and the rope she was biting. A snort was heard from her.

"Aye, and it's quite delicious…" she muttered sarcastically.

Still grinning, Jack swayed over to the door of his cabin, glancing over his shoulder he said; "Ah and we'll 'ave to continue that what we started before for the second time at another point…when ye're not having that wound." he added, smiling broadly. Tony snorted and made a grimace.

"And what pray tell makes you so sure that I want to continue, ye slimy cad?" said Tony, her voice angry and irritated as she threw the Captain a look of disgust. Jack grinned and chuckled as he opened the door.

"The way ye kiss me, perhaps?" his tone was an amused one.

"AAAARRRRRGH! I hate youuuuuuuu! Get out of my sight, since I can't get out of yours!" Tony yelled in rage, trying to kick him from where she was, but her foot didn't even get near him.

"I know you fancy me very much, but just try to hold it for a few days, love, 'cause maybe then we'll finish this, savvy?" he told her with a wicked smirk and a wink. And laughing heartily, Jack sauntered out of the cabin, letting the door slowly close after him.

Tony stared at the door with wide eyes in anger and confusion. "In your DREAMS, Sparrow!" she yelled after him and banged her head down on the pillows, exhaling deeply out of exhaustion. "Now he got it bad…I'm going to punch him THREE TIMES! When I get my hands free I'll show him…" she muttered angrily, winced in agony and went back to biting and gnawing the ropes which held her tightly tied to the bedposts of Jack's bed once again.

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Emerging from below to the sunny deck, Jack couldn't hide his grin as he watched his crew work hard around him, thinking about recent events with the lovely female pirate. Poor Tony, though. She was tied to his bed – how many times was it again? – for the third time or something. First on the day he met her properly and twice today. The girl was an unlucky one. The sun was still high and that meant that they wouldn't reach Nassau port for another few hours, which could be fatal to the pirate lass and her cut.

"Jack! How is she? Is she ok?" Elizabeth's worrying voice carried over the deck as she hurried after him once he made his way to the helm. Will was working with the crew for once. She was always worrying about that pirate lass.

"Evans?" Jack questioned innocently with his eyebrows raised. She nodded furiously, her brown locks jumping around her face. "Let's just say that's she's rather – tied up." he answered mischievously, giving her a small wink.

"What do you mean, Jack?" she asked appalled. "What did you do to her?!" Elizabeth was suddenly shrieking and pointing her finger at his face. Jack shrugged innocently.

"Elizabeth! How dare ye, woman! I didn't do anything to her!" he spoke, faking that he was shocked. "She's just tied up in her…err, dreams, darling, meaning that she's asleep…in me bed." Jack explained with a grin, not sounding very convincing. Elizabeth narrowed her eyes at him and pursed her lips as she brushed her breeches (still having Jack's clothes on her because she was able to move more freely aboard a ship in them).

"Oh," she finally said. "well, that's alright, I guess." she told him and nodded slightly. "I'm sorry I snapped at you, I'm just concerned about Tony." she told him truthfully.

"Aren't we all?" Jack said sighing with a smirk. Something was weird about him in her opinion. Why was he so – happy, so suddenly? "Looks like yer fiancé wants his lover over there." he spoke and pointed at Will who was frantically waving at them from the opposite end of the deck.

"I think he's waving at you, Jack. It looks like something is wrong!" Elizabeth said worriedly.

"Yuck! I'm not his lover!" Jack grimaced as he gave the helm over to Anamaria and hurried across the deck towards Will, Elizabeth right on his heels. When they reached Will and the other pirates who were gathered around him, Jack knew right away that something was definitely wrong.

"What is it, boy?" Jack asked once he halted in front of him.

"She's leaking, having a large hole on the starboard side." Will said, pointing over the starboard railing. "Water is coming in, in huge amounts and there's no way we can stop this." he continued firmly. Jack's face paled quickly as he rushed to the railing and looked over it, seeing exactly what Will had told him there would be.

"Shit." came out of his mouth very slowly as he turned to his crew. "That's not good. Not good at all." he murmured bringing his finger to stroke his goatee.

"What're we goin' to do, eh Cap'n?" Gibbs asked him as he himself went to look over the railing to see that hole.

"Getting me ship faster than possible to Nassau port, savvy?" Jack exclaimed quickly and staggered after those words back to his helm, yelling rough orders to his crew; "Set full sail, men! Now, if ever, do we 'ave a hurry! Get Cotton, Matelot and Kursar below to throw the bloody water out of there!" he yelled to them.

"Is the water bloody?" Matelot asked with a fearful expression on his face. Kursar gave a grunt and hit Matelot's head with his palm.

"No, you bloody brainless blighter…" he muttered in a rough voice.

"I'm not bloody! Well, if the water is bloody down there, maybe I'll get blood on me and then I might be a bloody brainless blighter – wait, I'm not brainless!" Matelot argued hotly. Cotton would've laughed if he wasn't mute. Kursar just shook his head as the three of them disappeared below.

"This is Redd's doings says I. He fired upon us many a times, remember?" Gibbs told Jack who was steering his Black Pearl towards Nassau and nightfall. The wind was increasing as if it wanted to help them.

"Aye, the bastard will pay if my ship gets any more damage, not tha' he'll have to pay a lot already…" Jack answered, his dark eyes fixed upon the horizon, hoping that it would soon start darkening and nightfall would swallow them.

The crew was working harder than before, now knowing that if they didn't get to Nassau very quickly, they all might loose one thing, or in Jack's case two things. Of course he was worried about his ship, but he was worried about Tony as well, not really knowing why. She still had to get her revenge and they all had to get the Treasure (she might be a help in the search). Plus she was a very good kisser.

What if he hadn't cared about her wound? What would've happened if they hadn't stopped kissing in time? Something told him that if he hadn't stopped, then she would have stopped them both for sure. And he guessed the reason.

Redd.

That filthy cockroach…

Tony would get her revenge, whatever it took from them. Although her revenge was to pick that Lost Treasure of Redd's grandfather right under his grandson's nose, then so be it. And Jack would certainly find that Treasure…

He was lost in his thoughts once again.

Anamaria watched the Captain silently while she worked. Jack was really worried about Tony. She noticed it immediately. Her black hair was tied back from her face with a yellow bandanna as she made sure the rigging was not tousled. This was all Redd's fault! The whole crew was making sure that the Black Pearl would not be lost to the Davey Jones Locker with its Captain and crew for good. There was still a long way to Nassau…

If the ship wasn't repaired soon, then –

"Watch out! Charming pirate coming through!" a voice startled her as someone pushed past her, and made her fall to the railing. Recognising the voice, Anamaria looked up just in time to see someone limp across the deck in a swish of chocolate brown hair. Her eyes widened as Tony stopped to curse and hiss in pain, eventually picking up a rope from the deck. Knowing certainly that she was not in a condition to be working, Anamaria sauntered over to her, glancing over her shoulder that see that Jack had not noticed Tony yet. Had he maybe given her permission to get out of bed?

"What the hell, Evans? What do you think ye're you doing?!" Anamaria asked once she was near enough to be heard by Tony. She lifted her head to greet the other female pirate with a painful grin. "Ye should not be workin' with that gunshot in your belly for Davey Jones's sake!" she continued.

"I know. I wanted to escape this whole boat, but since hunger took me over I went to the galley which was almost drowned with water so I wasn't able to get food and hide in there from the lovely Captain, I decided to come up here and help you guys with the leak. A bad leak it is." Tony explained and took a hold from the rope ladder in front of her. Anamaria opened her mouth to argue, but Tony was faster. "And if you tell Jack, I promise I'll punch you so hard I'll probably break your nose, savvy? So, keep it shut and let me help you with this leak, because I know I'll be a good extra to the crew." Tony added coldly. Anamaria sighed and shook her head as if she wanted to protest.

"Damn. You're a stupid pirate, Evans." she replied swiftly yet admired her strength. Tony grinned broadly.

"I take that as a compliment, Maria." Tony answered, still grinning. Anamaria crossed her arms over her chest, really questioning her doings.

"Whatever. But if Jack finds out you're here, I didn't see ye. I don't want him screamin' and yellin' at meh because I met his lover out of bed, working with a hole in her stomach and running about like a headless seagull." she told her sternly, lowering her voice. Tony smirked and patted her shoulder in a friendly manner.

"Sure. I'm completely invisible." Tony nodded and proceeded to place another hand on the rope ladder. "And I'm not his lover nor do the seagulls run – they fly, Maria. Yet I'm not entirely sure they'd be flying either if they were being headless…" Tony mused with a laugh, covering her wince of agony. Anamaria chuckled and shook her head again, giving the bandage around her middle a meaningful glance. The tiny bloodstain above it was steadily growing without Tony's notice. Still not believing that it was a good idea for her to be working in her condition, Anamaria left for her own work as Tony tried to climb up the rope ladder, but failed miserably, crying out in pain as her wound burned and stung.

A cough startled her and made her fall down on her bum from the ladder within a second. She hit the hard deck with her rump and winced in double pain. Turning her head, she stared up at Jack who didn't look too pleased about something. Who would if their ships were almost sinking?

"Yes," Tony asked with a nervous grin. "…Captain?" she added politely when noticed anger in his eyes. She glanced at Anamaria for help, but she just shrugged apologetically and fled further away. "Traitor…" Tony muttered after her.

"What are you doing?" Jack asked her exasperated, resting his both hands on his hips. Tony dragged herself up from the deck by taking a strong hold of a rope that hung down beside her.

"I'm working! That's the duty of a crewmember isn't it?" said Tony amused. Jack's expression held no amusement at all.

"How the hell didja get out of those ropes?" he asked, ignoring her earlier words.

"I – ahem – ate 'em! I did tell ye it was delicious!" Tony grinned, silently giggling at her own answer as she supported herself by leaning at the railing behind her. "Though I was wondering why you didn't lock the door behind ye, love?" she said with a sharp nod. Jack narrowed his eyes.

"I realise that I should've done that. Well I can tell ye tha' you did a very bad decision when you rose from that bed, Evans." Jack said to her with a low, dangerous voice. He was in a very bad mood, she could see that. "I advise ye to get back down there and tie yourself to my bed again." he warned her slowly. Tony scowled and folded her arms over her chest, still leaning against the railing.

"Hardly." she replied icily. "That's absolutely pointless! Now why would I want to do something like that?" Jack took a quick step forwards, Tony gulped and leaned even further back to the railing.

"Why wouldn't you? I'm the Captain, am I not? Ye should obey me, should you not?" Jack asked, advancing on her. Tony bit her lip, not really knowing what to say or do at this point.

"I'm a Captain as well!" she stated fiercely and lifted a finger in the air in front of her face, stopping Jack from coming closer to her.

"But yer ship is in the bottom of the briny deep, lass." he told her, a smirk rounding his lips. Tony snorted and turned her face elsewhere. He had to pick that up, of course.

"That may be true, but I'm very good in repairing large holes one pirate ship has in her side!" said Tony.

"What about the hole in your side then? Thought about that little problem 'ave ye?" Jack asked her wickedly. Tony winced in pain. And he just HAD to remind her of that one?!

"It's in my belly, not my side, duh!?" she rolled her eyes, feeling the pain grow stronger as the bloodstain became bigger upon the bandage. It was his turn to roll his eyes at her. Jack opened his mouth to speak. "I'm in top condition, feeling superb! That was what you wanted to know, wasn't it?" Tony said before he managed to ask her how she felt right then. He gave her a cold smirk and a nod.

"Just go back below, Tony, or ye want me to grab you and force you down there meself?" He questioned as the usual glare returned to her face.

"I don't think I will go at all. I want to work, so I'm working! Besides it's very good to –" her vision started to spin before her eyes as a blackness started to take over her. "- to have me aboard and –" she tried to continue her sentence but failed. Her knees felt incredibly weak under her. Taking a quick hold of the railing again, she tried to focus her eyes on Jack, but there seemed to be two of him.

"Ye feeling okay?" his voice echoed from ear to ear. This was a different echo. His picture swam back and forth before her as she lifted her hand to support her spinning head. She cried out in agony. It was the bloody wound!

"N-no…I think I'm going to –" she didn't get to finish that sentence though. Tony fainted, falling backwards almost over the railing if Jack hadn't jumped forwards and grabbed a hold of her. She was out cold and the wound was now bleeding through the fabric of her bandage non-stop.

"Told you, ye were goin' to be fainting all over the place…" Jack murmured as he lifted her into his arms and headed below, shaking his head and muttering something about 'bloody stupid but kissable lass'.

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"Take a seat." the order came and Daniel Evans sat down on the only unoccupied chair in the Captain's cabin.

Captain Blake Redd was looking at him with a very serious and a dead dangerous expression, a few blonde strings of his hair framing his face. He walked around his sitting form, each slow step echoing in Daniel's eardrums. Otherwise, the silence was killing him. Now being under his penetrating gaze for these slow minutes, it all somehow made him feel very exhausted and hungry for some strange matter. Why couldn't the Captain just spit it out?!

"What it is that you want me to do, sir?" Daniel began talking politely. He was very tired as well. "How to prove my loyalty to you?" he questioned once again. Blake stopped walking and rounded the chair, facing the young lad.

"Loyalty is strong word, my boy, are you sure you know its meaning?" said Blake staring deep into his blue eyes. Blackwell sniggered somewhere behind them. Daniel's eyebrows knit together in confusion.

"Of course I do. I'll do anything to prove my loyalty to you." his answer was clear, no details needed. Blake smirked evilly.

"Well then, that's just splendid. Why don't we go to my plan, Daniel? This has to do a lot with my Treasure as well. But first –" he began but was cut off by a loud knock on the closed door. Blake's eyes rose to the door of the cabin in haste.

"Captain! Are you in there?" a muffled voice came from the other side of the wooden door. Blake narrowed his eyes at no one in particular, but felt angry because of this interruption.

"Aye, I'm in here!" Blake yelled roughly and scurried over to the door and drew it open a bit too harshly. A pirate with a long beard and moustache, both in a dark black colour, stood in the door gap and looked a bit fearful (as would everyone with bad news to the Captain). "What it is?!" Blake spat in his annoyance. The man trembled.

"Apparently we have a leak, Captain." he said quietly, his voice quivering. Blake's eyes widened.

"What?"

"We have a leak, s-sir. A bad one." he explained. Blake was now narrowing his eyes at this man because of what he heard, did not please him at all.

"A leak?! How the bloody hell can my ship be leaking, man?!" Blake roared, not the slightest disturbed that spittle flew across the air onto the poor man's face.

"Sparrow is why." the pirate answered.

"That slimy dog!" Blake muttered.

"We really need ye below – to check the damage, y'know." Blake's eyes turned colder than they had already been.

"And you lot are just too stupid to check it yourself is that it!?" he was getting angrier by every second that passed. The pirate merely gave a nervous chuckle and a confused glance. Did he really have a crew full of complete morons? Well, rabid morons who loved to kill and were a great help in battle but complete morons anyway?

"We just –" the pirate began slowly but was cut off by the Captain.

"Oh, alright then! I'll be down in a minute, ye retarded muttonhead!" Blake hissed and walked to his desk, picked up his coat and weapons and hurried out of the door, Blackwell, Daniel and the pirate on his heels. They went past the galley down to the hold where water reached their ankles. Water was welling out from a hole in the side where several pirates were gathered to shovel the water out with buckets.

"It's not easy to fix while out at the sea, Capt'n." another pirate said once they saw Blake near them.

"The nearest port is Nassau and we need to get there as fast as possible." the first pirate said as Blake nodded slowly.

"Nassau it is." Blake informed loudly. "But if ye let me ship sink to the Locker, I swear you'll be loosing some dear body parts. Maybe a nose or an ear would do the trick…" he muttered to them all.

Daniel had a strange feeling that sailing to Nassau, some serious troubles awaited him there.

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Nassau.

They were finally there. Tony would get the doctor to heal her wound and the Pearl would be repaired in the port. Damn it had taken a long time. The moon and the stars shone brightly up above them on the dark sky as the Black Pearl was anchored in the bay.

Shadows of two row boats glided over the peaceful surface of the water towards the bank of the shore, where they were quickly dragged up on the sand before dark figures jumped out of them, heading straight for the sleeping town of Nassau. Would the doctor be awake at this late hour? The town seemed almost dead, but no wondering to that since midnight passed long ago. Would Tony survive?

"Where are we?" a soft voice said into the darkness. "I can't see anything and we really should hurry to that doctor. Tony's losing blood very fast." it was Elizabeth who spoke. Her hands were tightly clutched around Will's arm as he walked behind Jack who had the unconscious form of Tony in his secure arms.

"Are we lost?" a rough voice asked as the whole group of seven persons suddenly stopped. "I'm freezin'." said Matelot and hugged his arms around himself. Gibbs grunted.

"Shiver me Timbers! Ye can't be freezin', lad, this is the Caribbean!" he told the young pirate. Matelot shrugged and said nothing to that.

"Are we there yet, Jack?" Elizabeth asked as she watched Jack's shadow hold Tony with difficult. She was getting slightly heavy after the long way he had to carry her.

"Soon. Ah! It's to the left!" Jack's slurring voice broke out as the group started to walk again. "It's quite hard to know where to go in this bloody place when it's rather – dark." he finished lamely. Elizabeth strode up to him and looked down at Tony in worry. Her face was gleaming with cold sweat again, her hands shook slightly and she was mumbling something they did not understand.

Elizabeth placed her hand on her forehead. "She has a fever. If we don't hurry now, we might lose her." she said and looked up into Jack's expressionless face. She wondered what he was thinking about now. Was he the least worried about her – of course he was, they all were as a matter of a fact. Elizabeth sighed when Jack didn't answer and she fell back in a step beside her fiancé.

Will placed his hand on top of hers. "She'll be alright. You worry too much, Elizabeth." said Will to her in a soothing voice near her ear. She sighed once again and nodded.

They continued to walk through the dark town, not meeting a living soul on the empty streets. That was pretty odd.

Turning from a corner to the right, a voice startled them all.

"I was starting to wonder when ye'd show up." when they looked up, an old man was looking at them all with curiosity as he leaned against the door frame of a darkhouse, one of his eyebrows cocked. He was grey haired, but hid most of his hair with a black scarf which was tied around his head. His face was full of scars to remind about a rough past along with an eye patch over one of his eyes and a wooden leg, replacing his left leg. He was a pirate.

"Who are you?" Will demanded breaking the silence. The man gave him a toothless grin and pointed at a wooden sign above his head.

Doctor G. Foote's Private Clinic

"You're the doctor?" Anamaria questioned with disbelief. He nodded slowly. "Ye look like a pirate." she added.

"Aye, I'm a retired pirate a few decades back and now I'm the best doctor in Nassau. George Foote at yer service, mates. I believe this young pirate lass is the one who needs to be treated. Tony Evans isn't it?" Foote asked, rubbing his hand together enthusiastically. The group stared. How did he know her name? Jack was the only one who acted. He nodded and walked forward with Tony still mumbling in her sleep, into the dark house behind the doctor.

"Ye better be the best one, or I'll shoot yer head in pieces man." Jack growled as he passed him.

"I am!" he answered truthfully. Foote raised his eyebrows and turned back to the others. They moved forwards to be let in but Foote jumped inside his house and grabbed a hold of the handle of the door.

"Sorry, family only." he stated before banging the door shut in their faces.

Elizabeth, Will, Anamaria and Gibbs groaned at the same time.

"Did I say something wrong?" Matelot asked with a hazy smile.

"Nay Matelot. But that man was very strange in me deadlights. I've never heard of a pirate doctor in me long years, how come one exits now?" Gibbs asked the others.

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Jack laid her down on the first and the only bed that came into view in the dark room, where the moonlight illuminated everything. Tony let out a cry of pain but didn't open her eyes. As his eyes moved down her body and came in a rest on the bandage, he gasped. It was now completely red with blood. Elizabeth was right. She had probably lost a large amount of blood and –

"Jack…" a soft moan escaped her mouth and he snapped out of all his thoughts.

"Wha' didja say, Tony? Are you awake?" he asked and sat down on the bed beside her. She didn't move or open her eyes. She was still asleep.

"Jack, please…" she moaned again, sighing in her sleep as tiny pearls of sweat formed on her forehead and slid down towards her neck.

Now, whether she knew it or not, she had his whole attention. He wondered what she was dreaming about. And as stupid as it may sound, she sounded incredibly sexy in her sleep…

"Oh God…please Jack…" she continued and her hands clenched into fists around the blanket she lay upon. Jack gulped, grabbing the side of the bed so tightly that his knuckles turned white. No one had ever sounded so sweet and desirable in her sleep as Tony did right now. The familiar feeling of intense lust came back rushing to him on the worst timing of all. "Mmm…" she purred in a low tone and made his breeches grow awfully tight in certain areas.

Why now?!?!

Couldn't she at least be awake?!?!

And then talk to him like that?!?!

"It seems like she has some pretty horrid nightmares. Comes with the fever, y'know." the voice of Doctor Foote made him return back to reality in one hot second.

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To Be Continued…

Author's Note: Now that was a fun bit, wasn't it? And they're finally in Nassau! Yay! What did you like about this chapter? Tony had some pretty horrid nightmares though…hehe. Hopefully I'll get the next chapter done soon enough. :)

PS: As you probably noticed, things are about to heat up... cackles

Lots of hugs and kisses!

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