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Chapter 39
"The Same Page"

I sat at the small table in the cabin and looked over the map for what seemed to be the hundredth time. Jack still hadn't returned from giving Valencia her blanket. It seemed like it was taking him an eternity. I heard the door open and close from behind me. Causing the candles to slightly flicker from the wind. "What took ye so long?" I asked, not looking up from the map.

"She was juss asking me some questions, is all." He said

"Wha are ye doin'"

"Seein' how long it's goin' to take us to get to Port James."

"And how long is that?" "2 days at the most."

"That's shorter than I expected."

I nodded in agreement. "We're actually not that far off."

I watched him from the corner of my eye walk over and take a seat across from me. I picked up the rum bottle that rested on the table, taking a long swig. I began to yawn; I tried to not let it be seen. Jack smiled slowly.

"Looks like someone is ready for bed." He grinned

"I'm a little tired, did an awful lot of work today." I said, stretching my legs under the table.

"Is yer leg finally healed?"

I shrugged slightly, I actually forgot about it until now. "I guess it is."

I watched him stand and come toward me. He kneeled beside me and reached out to the bandage that was on my leg.

"What are ye doin?" I questioned.

He just smirked and pulled the rag from my leg. It was almost heeled; it wouldn't be opening again that was for sure.

"It looks good." He smiled, looking over my leg.

"My leg or my wound?" I questioned

"Both." He smirked

"Jack.." I said, but abruptly closed my mouth.

"Aye, luv? Wha ye want to say?"

I sighed. "I don't want this taken the wrong way; but I don't think ye should be spending so much time wit the girl."

"Why not?" he asked, standing to full height

"I juss don't think ye should be is all. Can't ye have Gibbs or someone finish 'er training? There can't be much left to do."

"If it will make ye happy." He said with a nod. "Ye know it's funny, ye seem to want me all to yerself."

"Is that so bad?" I asked with a small smile

"Not at all." He grinned, his voice becoming low as he grabbed my hand and pulling me up.

"Watch the rum." I smirked. "Don't want to waste any of it."

"I wouldn't dream of It." he grinned, eyeing my lips.

We stood in silence as I took another swig of rum.

"Are ye juss gonna stand there and stare at me all night?" I asked, giving him a playful smile.

He slowly shook his head no, pulling me closer to him. I threw my arms around his neck, careful not to spill my rum. He leaned down slowly, our lips meeting as he threw his arms around my waist. We stood in each other's embrace for a long while. I eventually broke our passionate kiss it to get some air. I picked up my left arm and brought the bottle to my lips. Taking a long drink. I felt the smooth warm liquid travel down my throat. I closed my eyes at the slight burning sensation. Jack took the bottle from my hand, downing the rest of the bottle. With a smirk he dropped it to the floor with a dull thud. I shook my head, placing my right hand on the back of his neck; I pulled his lips to mine. He pulled me to the bed, never breaking his embrace. He went to lie on the bed, pulling me down with him. I lay on top of him, finally breaking the kiss.

"Oh, lookie, we found our way to the bed." I slurred, feeling a good buzz from the rum.

"Aye, and wha do ye plan to do?" Jack asked, a mischievous grin running across his lips. A mischievous look running through his chocolate brown eyes while he tugged at the laces on my bodice.

"I'm sure I can think of sumthin." I grinned, leaning down to meet his lips with my own.

--Morning--

I lay on my left side, my back to Jack. Out of the silence came a soft knock at the door. My eyelids were heavy; I ignored the knock at the door. I rolled over as a soft mumble "go away." escaped my lips.

I laid my head on Jack's chest, my arm draped across his midsection. I tightened my grip protectively as I tried my hardest to go to sleep. The knock came again. "

It's way to early for this." I mumbled into Jack's chest.

I felt him stir as well; we sure did tire each other out last night. I heard the knock come again, this time louder.

"What is it?" Jack asked, annoyance dripping on his words.

I continued to keep my eyes shut, my lids felt heavy. I felt Jack's fingers running through my long hair. I heard the door open, I pulled the sheet protective over me, and well aware my clothes had disappeared.

"Why aren't you up yet?" I heard a young voice say, I opened my eyes to see Valencia standing there, her long blonde hair flowing around her shoulders. Her blue eyes staring daggers into us both. Her hands were planted firmly on her hips.

"We're to tired to be up, juss quiet yet." Jack grinned.

"And why is that? What did you do stay up to late?"

My head continued to rest on Jack's chest; a wild grin came to my face. "Ye could say that."

"Jack get up! Right now!" Valencia demanded.

"Why for?" Jack asked

"'Cause you're supposed to be teaching me things."

"I'll be up..." I heard a small screech come from him as I dug my fingertips into his side. "At second thought, I've decided to let Gibbs teach ye the rest of things."

"But Why??" she whined.

"'Cause I got captain's things to do."

"Don't question the captain, juss do it! Now please leave, I want to get dressed." I stated

"So get up and get dressed." She stated, rather cockily for my liking.

I shifted my head to look at Jack.

"Aye, luv. Get up and get dressed." He grinned

"I get up, this sheet is comin' with me. And the entire world will be seein' yer goods, and I can't have that." I whispered with a smirk.

"Val, go talk to Gibbs and see wha needs to be done."

"But.." she wanted to protest but I stopped her.

"Do it now, Captain's orders." I broke in, becoming annoyed with what she was doing. "It's not custom to question the Captain, Juss bloody do it!"

She shot daggers through her eyes at me but nodded and quickly made her exit.

"We gotta remember to lock that door from now on." I shook my head, making a mental note to self.

"Well now that we are up, don't ye think we should be getting out of bed?" Jack asked

"No, I'm goin' back to sleep." I said, placing my head back on his chest.

"Well, I guess I'll juss get up and get to work."

"No yer not, yer my pillow. A very comfy pillow." I said, closing my eyes.

I felt Jack's chest move as he chuckled. We lay together for a few moments, Jack happened to be wide-awake, but I wanted to sleep. Figures.

"Come on, luv. Time to get up. Gotta be makin' sure them men are doin' wha they are supposed to be doin."

I gave a heavy sigh. "Aye, I guess yer right."

"I'm always right." He smirked.

I slowly got out of the bed; followed by Jack. We got dressed and made our way out of the cabin. The sun was creeping toward being high in the sky; it was almost noon. A small yawn escaped my lips but I quickly covered it up. I followed Jack to the helm where Gibbs stood.

"Nice to see ye both decided to join us on this beautiful day." Gibbs grinned.

"I wanted to go back to sleep but someone wouldn't let me." I remarked.

"Go get yerself something to eat, we'll take over. Make sure Valencia is doin' something useful while yer at it."

Gibbs nodded. "Aye captain."

I looked over to Jack. "Will ye be steering today or do I get to?"

"I'll take the helm for today, ye can make yerself useful however."

"Aye, I'm goin to check on the men." I said, turning on my heel.

"Good idea, when ye return bring me hat."

I nodded. "I'll get right on that."

I walked across the deck, looking at the various men who were working with the rigging. My boots met the floorboards with a clank every time I took a step. I made my way below deck. Valencia stood behind the counters in the galley, preparing lunch. I grabbed a green apple from the basket of fruit that rested on the counter.

"What's with you and Jack?" Valencia asked breaking the silence.

I raised a brow at her question.

"Are you just friends, friends with advantages perhaps? His wench? His lover?"

I stopped her there. "That would be none of yer business. Juss as it is none of the crew's business. Wha we do on our own time is nobody's business. Understand?"

She nodded, mumbling something inaudible.

"I wasn't happy wit wha ye did earlier either." I stated, taking a bite from my apple.

"What did I do?" she asked

"The whining and protesting, it had better not happen again. I won't put up wit it, and neither will Captain Sparrow."

She nodded and continued to peel the potato in her hand.

"Now that we are on the same page, I 'ave things to attend to." I stated, leaving the galley.

We were well on our way to Port James we would be there in a day, day in a half. Given the weather was on our side and we didn't come up on any ships. I continued with that days work, making sure things were getting done. I also had the men do an inventory of supplies to see if we had to pick anything up.

After giving Jack his hat, I returned to the cabin for a break. I sat on the chair, my feet resting lazily on the desk. I thought about Port James. Sure there were things Jack didn't know about Port James, rather I didn't tell him. Port James is my hometown, where I grew up. I had been shunned from my family when I refused to marry a man by the name of Jacob Hervath. My dad had died shortly after; Jacob proposed to me in a time when I was mourning my father being on his deathbed. I couldn't bring myself to marry Jacob, which was part of the reason I had taken over my father's ship and set sail. Jacob had proposed but at the time I was in love with another, Bruce, my mutinous first mate. I sighed as the memories flowed back; my mother hated the fact that I had taken off. When I returned a year or so later she had shunned me and told me never to return, along with my 3 older brothers and my younger sister. My younger brother however, was the only one who understood why I did what I was forced to do. I half hoped no one would be recognizable to me, and I wouldn't be recognizable to him or her. It would be just another port we had decided to dock in.