I'm back!! Yeah!! (Hears cheering in her head) Thank you reviewers, you are
once again very cool! Very, very, very cool!!! Well I am adding a new Chap,
hopeful longer than the last, but we'll see.
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
Enjoy ____________________________________________________________
Taking Your Chances
Asking and Lying
After dragging Jack onto the Black Pearl, he sulked around for a good hour before Del reminded him that she still needed a tour. So Anamaria watched as they laughed, well, as Del laughed at Jack's stupid comments about each of his crewmembers. Gibbs walked up to Anamaria as she scowled long and hard at the two standing near the mast.
"You alright lass?" Gibbs asked
"I'm fine," Anamaria huffed and made her way below deck to her cabin opposite of Jack's. She stayed leaning against the door for a while, when she heard a knock from behind her closed eyes. "What?"
"It's old Jack, luv." He made a point of emphasizing old, as to remind her of the other day.
"What do you want, Cap'n?" Anamaria used his title.
"Oh, well if we're speaking in formalities, Miss Maria, your Cap'n needs to speak with you," Jack added "Now."
Anamaria opened the door to see Jack balancing himself, non-too steadily against the wooden doorframe. He was having a difficult time with a piece of hair that kept hanging down in front of him. He blew it out of the way, cursing for his missing bandanna, and smiled charmingly at Anamaria.
"I have a small favor to ask." Jack glanced to his left. "I was wondering if maybe Del could sleep in your room tonight?"
Anamaria stuck her head out the door to see Del standing a few feet from Jack, a hopeful smile splayed across her lips.
"And just where am I to stay, Jack?" Anamaria demanded.
"Well, I figured you would get along better with the crew than Del would." Jack answered.
"You want me to sleep with a bunch of dirty, stinky, men?" Anamaria shrieked.
"No, well yes, but they're not all dirty and stinky, luv. What say you to bunking with Gibbs, he ain't too bad when he ain't drunk." Jack pleaded.
Anamaria stared at him for a moment, amazed at what he had just asked. "Fine, take the bloody room! It's not like I need any sleep, anyways." She pushed her way by Jack and grumbled the rest of the way down the hall.
"Well that went over much smoother then I thought it would." Jack said, more to himself than Del. "The room is yours." He turned away and made it down the hall above deck before Del had the time to thank him.
She smirked, more than satisfied with her work on Jack Sparrow, already. Men were so easy to train, given the right...toys. Now all she had to do was keep him on a short rope and the plan would work out perfectly.
Above deck Anamaria had climbed the mast's rigging into the crows nest. She sat nestled into a small crook like a tiny sparrow. Sparrow, she thought, a good for nothing, lying cad, Jack Sparrow. What was wrong with him? Sleep with Gibbs? Was he insane? She stopped her train of thought, right there, because that question was easily answered. Yes, he was insane, mad, crazy, whatever it was called, Jack Sparrow was most definitely it.
Standing on the lower deck, Jack peered around through the fading light for Anamaria. He hadn't meant to make her so upset; he just didn't think it was a good idea that Del should stay with the crew. And when he volunteered to share his bed with her, she immediately declined and told him that she would just sleep on deck. Of course being a real gentleman under all the braids Jack decided that she could use Anamaria's room. The only problem had been getting Anamaria out, without getting himself stuffed into a cannon and blown out into the Caribbean waters.
Jack looked at the crow's nest high above his head. He climbed the rigging, still thinking of what he would say to Anamaria when he reached the top. He heard her scoff as he came over the edge of the nest and sat down across from her. She he could tell by her manner, that she wasn't very happy.
"Look, luv, I didn't mean any harm..." Jack started.
"You didn't do any." Anamaria interrupted.
"Ana, it's just you've been around the boys longer than Del has, and I didn't want to make her sleep with them." Jack tried again.
"So you make me." Anamaria chuckled.
"I wouldn't have, but Del didn't want to sleep with me either, and I didn't want to make Del sleep outside. So..." Jack reasoned as Anamaria flushed red with anger.
"Del this, Del that. Can you stop for a second and listen to yourself!" Anamaria knew she sounded selfish, but she couldn't stand it anymore. Since the time Jack had met Del, that was all he talked about. Del thinks that, Del thinks this, Del wants this, and Del wants that.
If Jack was hearing correctly he could have sworn there was more than just a hint of jealousy in her voice. He smirked at this, knowing it would come as an advantage some time sooner or later. For now however, he would have to keep it on the low.
"Well Ana, I never asked you... would you like to sleep in my cabin? I would be more than happy to share the bed with you." Jack grinned as a plan hatched in his mind.
Anamaria was about to say no, when she thought how this invitation might be a good thing.
"I believe I will take you up on that. But Jack Sparrow, don't you dare think of doing anything funny!"
"Course not, luv." As he got up to climb down the rigging, "Oh, and it's Captain Jack Sparrow."
Anamaria chuckled and got up to follow him to the deck below. When she reached it, she yawned tiredly, making sure Jack saw it.
"Why don't you go to bed, luv? You have had a very hard day, it seems." Jack stated. As Anamaria turned away from him he couldn't help but add, "See you in bed."
Anamaria pretended not to hear him, but couldn't stop the smile from lighting her face as she walked down the stairs towards Jack's room. She stopped in front of Jack's door and was about to turn the handle when she heard a sound from within. Listening closely, she opened the wooden door as silently as possible.
"Where the hell would he put it? Its gotta be here... maybe he, no... he wouldn't put it there." Del stood rummaging through Jack's drawers, the ones that held his letters and maps. She was flitting around searching without relent, mumbling to herself about the hidden location.
Anamaria pulled her gun and aimed it at the back of Del's pretty blond head. "What are you doing?" She asked as coldly as ever. She knew the girl was no good, from the time they had met her this morning.
Del whirled around and caught her breath in her throat. She was not very accustomed to having a gun pointed at her. Even in her line of work, it didn't happen often.
"I asked you what the bloody hell you were doing in Jack's room!" Anamaria repeated.
Del smiled, a plan forming in her head, "What does it look like, bitch?" She snarled in her nastiest voice.
Anamaria had not expected that, and she lowered the gun slightly. Del took that time to race forward and bring her foot up to the gun, sending it soaring. Anamaria, still shocked and even more surprised by Del's roundhouse kick, blocked the incoming punch headed strait for her nose. She then surprised Del with a kick of her own to Del's stomach and a right-hook punch to Del's own nose. Del's nose burst from the impact, and blood went flying onto hers' and Anamaria's clothes. She lay on the floor holding her nose, as Anamaria plucked the gun from where it had landed and squatted down next to her.
She grabbed a fistful of Del's shirt, with the gun pointed at her temple, and snarled, "Who are you, really? And what do you want with us?"
"You give yourself to much credit, I want nothing to do with you, I'm only here for Jack." Del managed out with her hands on her bloody nose.
"What do you want with Jack, then?" Anamaria roared, her gun grinding painfully against Del's skull. She didn't answer, and Anamaria sent a warning shot into the ceiling of the room. "One more time, or the bullet will be in your head, not the ceiling! What do you want with...?"
"What the bloody... Anamaria, Del what is going on?" Jack burst into the room screaming as he took in the messy room before him.
"Jack I caught this tramp sneaking around your room, and I was asking..." Anamaria didn't finish before Jack interrupted.
"Ah, Del what happened?" Jack questioned after seeing her bleeding nose.
"She...she... I was just looking for you. I peeked into the room and she started to beat me, I was so scared when she pulled the gun. I couldn't scream... I wanted to... but...but..." she trailed off as she started to weep very convincingly.
Jack's faced Anamaria, who had backed away from Del's form, but still had the gun pointed directly at her head.
Jack reached Anamaria in two giant steps and yanked the gun from her hand, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I didn't start it, she was searching through..." Anamaria tried to explain her side of the story.
"No. I don't want to hear your lies. I thought that I could trust you." Jack sighed
"You can, I swear I'm telling the truth." Anamaria pleaded with him, hating the look of disgust in his clouded brown eyes.
"I want you to leave the Pearl." Jack whispered.
"What?" Anamaria couldn't believe she had heard him correctly.
"Get off at the next harbor." It was killing Jack to have to be saying this to his most trusted friend, but if her jealousy had driven her to strike and almost kill an innocent, he wouldn't have her on his ship.
Anamaria stared at him, and finally realized he meant ever word he said, he wanted her gone. She became as angry as ever, for being kicked off her only home, for Jack not listening to the truth, and for Del lying to Jack.
"Fine, if it makes you happy. Just remember when this wench tries to kill you, or whatever her damn plan is, just remember I tried to save your life. But why should you listen to me, I'm just a woman after all." Anamaria all but screamed.
Jack's hand flashed forward, and he slapped her as hard as he could. Anamaria's head snapped back and she stumbled from the impact. She glanced at Jack, as a lone tear ran down her face. She sniffled quietly and walked to the door shutting it softly.
Jack knew he should have stopped her and at least tried to apologize about the slap. He hadn't meant to hit her quite so hard, but he had to make her stop. It was for his sake, Del's sake, as well as her own, before she had said something she would really regret.
Jack kneeled beside Del who had stopped her crying and watched the scene play out before her. "Lets get you cleaned up." He said half-heartedly.
Anamaria had made her way to the upper deck and went to stand at the front of the Black Pearl knowing it might be the last time. She clutched her soar cheek, but inside her heart hurt worse than anything. She tried to be strong within, telling herself that she didn't need the Black Pearl, that it wasn't her home. That she didn't need Jack Sparrow, she would be fine without him, or any of the crew at all.
Still Anamaria couldn't believe the voice inside. She needed the Black Pearl, the crew, and most of all Jack. She needed Jack Sparrow the way he needed his rum and his ship. Most of all she hated the reason why she needed Jack Sparrow. She loved him.
"I hate everything about you. So why do I love you?" Anamaria whispered into the wind.
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Yawn, tired... That was long! Whoa! Or at least it felt long. Muchas gracias to my reviewers. I told you I would get the next chapter out by Sunday. Yeah!! By the way, the last line I used from that song by 3 Days Grace called I Hate Everything About You.
Stephanie(): Yes Anamaria seems to be very jealous indeed. But for a very good reason it seems. Tee hee, she loves him!!
Flare Conlon: Thank you for liking my story! And I will keep it up as long as I get many reviews (( (Don't worry I can't spell either, that's just the beauty of spell check)
Amber Myst: You have lots more to be suspicious about now. She seems to be taking Jack from Ana.... NOOO!!!! (bad author, bad author, calm down) Muuhaha!
Kungfuchick: I did think it would be funny if the floor. Thank you for thinking it was funny. Please keep reviewing!
Hollaiuar: Here you are again, just so you can be happy! I know I'm evil for taking Jack's hat, but I wanted it for myself. AND NO ONE CAN HAVE IT! (bad author, shut up) Thank you for your reviews, can't wait to hear more from you!
Ms Sparrow(): Thank you for liking my story. You are part of my new cool reviewers club (pushes her dorky reading glasses up higher on her nose)! Thank you, keep reviewing, por favor.
Another chapter gone by, so sad to see. I hope you enjoyed this one; it took me all day to write... type. Del is one evil little girl, and how sad it is that Jack doesn't believe Anamaria. He is kicking her off his ship- oh no!! I'll update as soon as possible for you readers out there. Thank you for reviewing, if you do, and if not, well I hope you enjoyed reading my story, so far. I'll hurry, I promise. -Rachel
Before I start, let me remind you I don't own any of the characters, settings, and so on in Pirates of the Caribbean, except for the ones I make up...sooner or later. I am not getting paid for this either, it is pure pleasure.
Enjoy ____________________________________________________________
Taking Your Chances
Asking and Lying
After dragging Jack onto the Black Pearl, he sulked around for a good hour before Del reminded him that she still needed a tour. So Anamaria watched as they laughed, well, as Del laughed at Jack's stupid comments about each of his crewmembers. Gibbs walked up to Anamaria as she scowled long and hard at the two standing near the mast.
"You alright lass?" Gibbs asked
"I'm fine," Anamaria huffed and made her way below deck to her cabin opposite of Jack's. She stayed leaning against the door for a while, when she heard a knock from behind her closed eyes. "What?"
"It's old Jack, luv." He made a point of emphasizing old, as to remind her of the other day.
"What do you want, Cap'n?" Anamaria used his title.
"Oh, well if we're speaking in formalities, Miss Maria, your Cap'n needs to speak with you," Jack added "Now."
Anamaria opened the door to see Jack balancing himself, non-too steadily against the wooden doorframe. He was having a difficult time with a piece of hair that kept hanging down in front of him. He blew it out of the way, cursing for his missing bandanna, and smiled charmingly at Anamaria.
"I have a small favor to ask." Jack glanced to his left. "I was wondering if maybe Del could sleep in your room tonight?"
Anamaria stuck her head out the door to see Del standing a few feet from Jack, a hopeful smile splayed across her lips.
"And just where am I to stay, Jack?" Anamaria demanded.
"Well, I figured you would get along better with the crew than Del would." Jack answered.
"You want me to sleep with a bunch of dirty, stinky, men?" Anamaria shrieked.
"No, well yes, but they're not all dirty and stinky, luv. What say you to bunking with Gibbs, he ain't too bad when he ain't drunk." Jack pleaded.
Anamaria stared at him for a moment, amazed at what he had just asked. "Fine, take the bloody room! It's not like I need any sleep, anyways." She pushed her way by Jack and grumbled the rest of the way down the hall.
"Well that went over much smoother then I thought it would." Jack said, more to himself than Del. "The room is yours." He turned away and made it down the hall above deck before Del had the time to thank him.
She smirked, more than satisfied with her work on Jack Sparrow, already. Men were so easy to train, given the right...toys. Now all she had to do was keep him on a short rope and the plan would work out perfectly.
Above deck Anamaria had climbed the mast's rigging into the crows nest. She sat nestled into a small crook like a tiny sparrow. Sparrow, she thought, a good for nothing, lying cad, Jack Sparrow. What was wrong with him? Sleep with Gibbs? Was he insane? She stopped her train of thought, right there, because that question was easily answered. Yes, he was insane, mad, crazy, whatever it was called, Jack Sparrow was most definitely it.
Standing on the lower deck, Jack peered around through the fading light for Anamaria. He hadn't meant to make her so upset; he just didn't think it was a good idea that Del should stay with the crew. And when he volunteered to share his bed with her, she immediately declined and told him that she would just sleep on deck. Of course being a real gentleman under all the braids Jack decided that she could use Anamaria's room. The only problem had been getting Anamaria out, without getting himself stuffed into a cannon and blown out into the Caribbean waters.
Jack looked at the crow's nest high above his head. He climbed the rigging, still thinking of what he would say to Anamaria when he reached the top. He heard her scoff as he came over the edge of the nest and sat down across from her. She he could tell by her manner, that she wasn't very happy.
"Look, luv, I didn't mean any harm..." Jack started.
"You didn't do any." Anamaria interrupted.
"Ana, it's just you've been around the boys longer than Del has, and I didn't want to make her sleep with them." Jack tried again.
"So you make me." Anamaria chuckled.
"I wouldn't have, but Del didn't want to sleep with me either, and I didn't want to make Del sleep outside. So..." Jack reasoned as Anamaria flushed red with anger.
"Del this, Del that. Can you stop for a second and listen to yourself!" Anamaria knew she sounded selfish, but she couldn't stand it anymore. Since the time Jack had met Del, that was all he talked about. Del thinks that, Del thinks this, Del wants this, and Del wants that.
If Jack was hearing correctly he could have sworn there was more than just a hint of jealousy in her voice. He smirked at this, knowing it would come as an advantage some time sooner or later. For now however, he would have to keep it on the low.
"Well Ana, I never asked you... would you like to sleep in my cabin? I would be more than happy to share the bed with you." Jack grinned as a plan hatched in his mind.
Anamaria was about to say no, when she thought how this invitation might be a good thing.
"I believe I will take you up on that. But Jack Sparrow, don't you dare think of doing anything funny!"
"Course not, luv." As he got up to climb down the rigging, "Oh, and it's Captain Jack Sparrow."
Anamaria chuckled and got up to follow him to the deck below. When she reached it, she yawned tiredly, making sure Jack saw it.
"Why don't you go to bed, luv? You have had a very hard day, it seems." Jack stated. As Anamaria turned away from him he couldn't help but add, "See you in bed."
Anamaria pretended not to hear him, but couldn't stop the smile from lighting her face as she walked down the stairs towards Jack's room. She stopped in front of Jack's door and was about to turn the handle when she heard a sound from within. Listening closely, she opened the wooden door as silently as possible.
"Where the hell would he put it? Its gotta be here... maybe he, no... he wouldn't put it there." Del stood rummaging through Jack's drawers, the ones that held his letters and maps. She was flitting around searching without relent, mumbling to herself about the hidden location.
Anamaria pulled her gun and aimed it at the back of Del's pretty blond head. "What are you doing?" She asked as coldly as ever. She knew the girl was no good, from the time they had met her this morning.
Del whirled around and caught her breath in her throat. She was not very accustomed to having a gun pointed at her. Even in her line of work, it didn't happen often.
"I asked you what the bloody hell you were doing in Jack's room!" Anamaria repeated.
Del smiled, a plan forming in her head, "What does it look like, bitch?" She snarled in her nastiest voice.
Anamaria had not expected that, and she lowered the gun slightly. Del took that time to race forward and bring her foot up to the gun, sending it soaring. Anamaria, still shocked and even more surprised by Del's roundhouse kick, blocked the incoming punch headed strait for her nose. She then surprised Del with a kick of her own to Del's stomach and a right-hook punch to Del's own nose. Del's nose burst from the impact, and blood went flying onto hers' and Anamaria's clothes. She lay on the floor holding her nose, as Anamaria plucked the gun from where it had landed and squatted down next to her.
She grabbed a fistful of Del's shirt, with the gun pointed at her temple, and snarled, "Who are you, really? And what do you want with us?"
"You give yourself to much credit, I want nothing to do with you, I'm only here for Jack." Del managed out with her hands on her bloody nose.
"What do you want with Jack, then?" Anamaria roared, her gun grinding painfully against Del's skull. She didn't answer, and Anamaria sent a warning shot into the ceiling of the room. "One more time, or the bullet will be in your head, not the ceiling! What do you want with...?"
"What the bloody... Anamaria, Del what is going on?" Jack burst into the room screaming as he took in the messy room before him.
"Jack I caught this tramp sneaking around your room, and I was asking..." Anamaria didn't finish before Jack interrupted.
"Ah, Del what happened?" Jack questioned after seeing her bleeding nose.
"She...she... I was just looking for you. I peeked into the room and she started to beat me, I was so scared when she pulled the gun. I couldn't scream... I wanted to... but...but..." she trailed off as she started to weep very convincingly.
Jack's faced Anamaria, who had backed away from Del's form, but still had the gun pointed directly at her head.
Jack reached Anamaria in two giant steps and yanked the gun from her hand, "What the hell is wrong with you?"
"I didn't start it, she was searching through..." Anamaria tried to explain her side of the story.
"No. I don't want to hear your lies. I thought that I could trust you." Jack sighed
"You can, I swear I'm telling the truth." Anamaria pleaded with him, hating the look of disgust in his clouded brown eyes.
"I want you to leave the Pearl." Jack whispered.
"What?" Anamaria couldn't believe she had heard him correctly.
"Get off at the next harbor." It was killing Jack to have to be saying this to his most trusted friend, but if her jealousy had driven her to strike and almost kill an innocent, he wouldn't have her on his ship.
Anamaria stared at him, and finally realized he meant ever word he said, he wanted her gone. She became as angry as ever, for being kicked off her only home, for Jack not listening to the truth, and for Del lying to Jack.
"Fine, if it makes you happy. Just remember when this wench tries to kill you, or whatever her damn plan is, just remember I tried to save your life. But why should you listen to me, I'm just a woman after all." Anamaria all but screamed.
Jack's hand flashed forward, and he slapped her as hard as he could. Anamaria's head snapped back and she stumbled from the impact. She glanced at Jack, as a lone tear ran down her face. She sniffled quietly and walked to the door shutting it softly.
Jack knew he should have stopped her and at least tried to apologize about the slap. He hadn't meant to hit her quite so hard, but he had to make her stop. It was for his sake, Del's sake, as well as her own, before she had said something she would really regret.
Jack kneeled beside Del who had stopped her crying and watched the scene play out before her. "Lets get you cleaned up." He said half-heartedly.
Anamaria had made her way to the upper deck and went to stand at the front of the Black Pearl knowing it might be the last time. She clutched her soar cheek, but inside her heart hurt worse than anything. She tried to be strong within, telling herself that she didn't need the Black Pearl, that it wasn't her home. That she didn't need Jack Sparrow, she would be fine without him, or any of the crew at all.
Still Anamaria couldn't believe the voice inside. She needed the Black Pearl, the crew, and most of all Jack. She needed Jack Sparrow the way he needed his rum and his ship. Most of all she hated the reason why she needed Jack Sparrow. She loved him.
"I hate everything about you. So why do I love you?" Anamaria whispered into the wind.
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Yawn, tired... That was long! Whoa! Or at least it felt long. Muchas gracias to my reviewers. I told you I would get the next chapter out by Sunday. Yeah!! By the way, the last line I used from that song by 3 Days Grace called I Hate Everything About You.
Stephanie(): Yes Anamaria seems to be very jealous indeed. But for a very good reason it seems. Tee hee, she loves him!!
Flare Conlon: Thank you for liking my story! And I will keep it up as long as I get many reviews (( (Don't worry I can't spell either, that's just the beauty of spell check)
Amber Myst: You have lots more to be suspicious about now. She seems to be taking Jack from Ana.... NOOO!!!! (bad author, bad author, calm down) Muuhaha!
Kungfuchick: I did think it would be funny if the floor. Thank you for thinking it was funny. Please keep reviewing!
Hollaiuar: Here you are again, just so you can be happy! I know I'm evil for taking Jack's hat, but I wanted it for myself. AND NO ONE CAN HAVE IT! (bad author, shut up) Thank you for your reviews, can't wait to hear more from you!
Ms Sparrow(): Thank you for liking my story. You are part of my new cool reviewers club (pushes her dorky reading glasses up higher on her nose)! Thank you, keep reviewing, por favor.
Another chapter gone by, so sad to see. I hope you enjoyed this one; it took me all day to write... type. Del is one evil little girl, and how sad it is that Jack doesn't believe Anamaria. He is kicking her off his ship- oh no!! I'll update as soon as possible for you readers out there. Thank you for reviewing, if you do, and if not, well I hope you enjoyed reading my story, so far. I'll hurry, I promise. -Rachel