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Everyone enjoy! And this chapter is dedicated to my friend Cassy who has to read everything first and make sure it's actually passable. My eternal thanks to her. ENJOY!
Chapter Four: Stolen Kisses
After a day of cooking, Jack's supper was finally complete. Ellie cleaned off the desk in his cabin and threw a colorful blanket on it as a makeshift tablecloth. On that, she artfully arranged the bowl of soul, bread, and rum cake. She had just lit a few candles when Jack walked in.
"Candles!" he grinned. "Rum cake!"
"No, you must have your soup first. Sit, sir."
"Captain, luv, captain."
"Oh of course...captain."
Ellie watched Jack intensely as he sat, prim and proper and picked up his soupspoon. Delicately, he took a sip, then dove in for more.
"Good?" she asked.
"Top rate grub." Jack took a slice of bread, then stopped. Ellie laughed.
"It's freshly made, Jack. No worries."
"Made all this by your onesies?" Jack eyed the rum cake.
"I did. Worked all day." suddenly, Ellie felt weary.
Jack downed the rest of the soup, and looked up at her eagerly. "May I have dessert now, ma'am?"
"Well, seeing as your plate's clean, I suppose so."
Jack took the entire cake and began eating.
"Splendid! Excellent! Rum!" he said through huge bites.
Ellie smiled happily. "I'm glad everything turned out to your liking." A yawn escaped her lips and her knees felt weak. Jack jumped up, catching Ellie in his arms as she fell.
"Sleep-time, eh luv?"
"Yes...I suppose..." Ellie allowed him to carry her to bed and pull the covers over her. as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep.
"Thankee, luv, for supper," he said softly. "It was perfect, except for the almonds in the cake, but I'll eat them all for yeh." She looked so peaceful and fair, lying on the bed that jack couldn't resist a stolen kiss on the sleeping lips of his secret love.
He blew out the candles, finished his cake, and returned on deck to spend the night steering toward Port Royal, where he hoped to solve all the problems Ellie had presented to his life.
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"Good morning, Jack," Ellie joined him at the helm.
"Mornin' luv. How'd ye sleep?"
"Well, actually. I was more tired than I thought. Did you get any sleep last night?"
"No and I won't be. Storm's coming." Jack looked up at the clear blue sky. "The sunrise was red. Sure sign of a storm."
"Oh, oh I see." Ellie gazed round the ship. "She will hold, won't she?"
Jack laughed. "Me Pearl'll hold through any storm."
Jack was correct. As soon as night fell, black clouds rolled in. by suppertime, the storm broke. Rain poured in solid gray sheets. Using his compass, Jack continued to navigate, soaked to the skin. despite her protests, Jack insisted that Ellie stay in his cabin. Frightened for Jack, Ellie sat by the window, watching him. An occasional flash of lightning revealed his figure, steering like a madman. Ellie prayed silently for God to protect Jack and his crew. She paced as they rode the storm. Jack said it wouldn't last long, but eternities had passed since she was relegated to his cabin. Not able to bear the pressure any longer, Ellie took blankets and Jack's spare clothes to the kitchen for warming. Soon after she reached it, Jack flopped in, dripping water.
"Jack!" Ellie threw her arms around him. "I've been worried. Oh, but you're wet! Here, I warmed you blankets and clothes."
Jack just smiled, feeling quite warm enough at the sight of Ellie taking his hat, coat, and shirt and giving him heated ones.
"You'll catch a dreadful cold," she scolded affectionately. "Take off your boots and dry your feet by the cookstove."
Jack followed orders, never taking his eyes from Ellie. She bustled about, making him tea and throwing blankets on him. At last, when Jack was warmed inside and out, Ellie sat beside him.
"Are we through the storm?" she asked.
"Aye. We're through."
"Then you should sleep."
"Aye. That I shall."
Jack curled up on the floor of the kitchen, pulling Ellie down with him for what he called 'body heat.' Embarrassed, she obliged, but did not regret it. his arms around her waist made her heart race with joy. As soon as his breathing became heavy and regular, she planted a tender kiss on the lips of her secret love...
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Ellie awoke to find herself alone. Sunlight streamed in the tiny porthole, leaving no evidence of the previous night's storm. She fixed a quick breakfast of toasted bread and tea, which she took up to jack. Remembering their sleeping arrangements, Ellie was emboldened.
"Breakfast Jack," she stood very near to him at the bowsprit. "Jack?"
Jack walked silently away from her. Ellie followed.
"I am very busy right now," he growled.
"Oh, well, here's breakfast," Ellie was taken aback by his insolence.
"Elizabeth." Jack turned to her, a strange expression in his deep eyes. "I'm afraid this is all me fault. Mebee I've been leadin' ye on but Ellie, pirates don't love." He sighed a looked away.
Ellie felt her heart fall. "Oh, well, oh," was all she could say before retreating back to the kitchen- a sadder and wiser person.
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Anamaria and Gibbs shook their heads.
"You get Jack, I get Ellie?" Anamaria asked.
"Aye. Good luck."
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"Jack?"
"Not discussing it, Gibbs."
"Jack!"
"I said no."
"Jack, if ye really love her, forget pirate's code."
"This is no life for Ellie. It was better she heard it now than later."
"You're wrong, Jack. I hope someday you realize love is more important than a way of livin'. It's a reason for livin'."
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"Ellie?"
"I beg of you, Anamaria, leave me."
"Jack loves you."
"No. It was only a dream. A flight of fancy. I was as wrong as he. I am ashamed."
"No, Ellie. There is no shame in love. Perhaps if you spoke to him..."
"Please leave me, Anamaria."
"He loves you."
"And I will always love him..."
SpAnIsH-EyEs2: You're too kind!
DaydreamBeliever14: Hope I updated soon enough for ya!
Dimonah Tralon: My first reviewer came back for more! ::happiness::
Everyone enjoy! And this chapter is dedicated to my friend Cassy who has to read everything first and make sure it's actually passable. My eternal thanks to her. ENJOY!
Chapter Four: Stolen Kisses
After a day of cooking, Jack's supper was finally complete. Ellie cleaned off the desk in his cabin and threw a colorful blanket on it as a makeshift tablecloth. On that, she artfully arranged the bowl of soul, bread, and rum cake. She had just lit a few candles when Jack walked in.
"Candles!" he grinned. "Rum cake!"
"No, you must have your soup first. Sit, sir."
"Captain, luv, captain."
"Oh of course...captain."
Ellie watched Jack intensely as he sat, prim and proper and picked up his soupspoon. Delicately, he took a sip, then dove in for more.
"Good?" she asked.
"Top rate grub." Jack took a slice of bread, then stopped. Ellie laughed.
"It's freshly made, Jack. No worries."
"Made all this by your onesies?" Jack eyed the rum cake.
"I did. Worked all day." suddenly, Ellie felt weary.
Jack downed the rest of the soup, and looked up at her eagerly. "May I have dessert now, ma'am?"
"Well, seeing as your plate's clean, I suppose so."
Jack took the entire cake and began eating.
"Splendid! Excellent! Rum!" he said through huge bites.
Ellie smiled happily. "I'm glad everything turned out to your liking." A yawn escaped her lips and her knees felt weak. Jack jumped up, catching Ellie in his arms as she fell.
"Sleep-time, eh luv?"
"Yes...I suppose..." Ellie allowed him to carry her to bed and pull the covers over her. as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was asleep.
"Thankee, luv, for supper," he said softly. "It was perfect, except for the almonds in the cake, but I'll eat them all for yeh." She looked so peaceful and fair, lying on the bed that jack couldn't resist a stolen kiss on the sleeping lips of his secret love.
He blew out the candles, finished his cake, and returned on deck to spend the night steering toward Port Royal, where he hoped to solve all the problems Ellie had presented to his life.
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"Good morning, Jack," Ellie joined him at the helm.
"Mornin' luv. How'd ye sleep?"
"Well, actually. I was more tired than I thought. Did you get any sleep last night?"
"No and I won't be. Storm's coming." Jack looked up at the clear blue sky. "The sunrise was red. Sure sign of a storm."
"Oh, oh I see." Ellie gazed round the ship. "She will hold, won't she?"
Jack laughed. "Me Pearl'll hold through any storm."
Jack was correct. As soon as night fell, black clouds rolled in. by suppertime, the storm broke. Rain poured in solid gray sheets. Using his compass, Jack continued to navigate, soaked to the skin. despite her protests, Jack insisted that Ellie stay in his cabin. Frightened for Jack, Ellie sat by the window, watching him. An occasional flash of lightning revealed his figure, steering like a madman. Ellie prayed silently for God to protect Jack and his crew. She paced as they rode the storm. Jack said it wouldn't last long, but eternities had passed since she was relegated to his cabin. Not able to bear the pressure any longer, Ellie took blankets and Jack's spare clothes to the kitchen for warming. Soon after she reached it, Jack flopped in, dripping water.
"Jack!" Ellie threw her arms around him. "I've been worried. Oh, but you're wet! Here, I warmed you blankets and clothes."
Jack just smiled, feeling quite warm enough at the sight of Ellie taking his hat, coat, and shirt and giving him heated ones.
"You'll catch a dreadful cold," she scolded affectionately. "Take off your boots and dry your feet by the cookstove."
Jack followed orders, never taking his eyes from Ellie. She bustled about, making him tea and throwing blankets on him. At last, when Jack was warmed inside and out, Ellie sat beside him.
"Are we through the storm?" she asked.
"Aye. We're through."
"Then you should sleep."
"Aye. That I shall."
Jack curled up on the floor of the kitchen, pulling Ellie down with him for what he called 'body heat.' Embarrassed, she obliged, but did not regret it. his arms around her waist made her heart race with joy. As soon as his breathing became heavy and regular, she planted a tender kiss on the lips of her secret love...
¯ ¯ ¯
Ellie awoke to find herself alone. Sunlight streamed in the tiny porthole, leaving no evidence of the previous night's storm. She fixed a quick breakfast of toasted bread and tea, which she took up to jack. Remembering their sleeping arrangements, Ellie was emboldened.
"Breakfast Jack," she stood very near to him at the bowsprit. "Jack?"
Jack walked silently away from her. Ellie followed.
"I am very busy right now," he growled.
"Oh, well, here's breakfast," Ellie was taken aback by his insolence.
"Elizabeth." Jack turned to her, a strange expression in his deep eyes. "I'm afraid this is all me fault. Mebee I've been leadin' ye on but Ellie, pirates don't love." He sighed a looked away.
Ellie felt her heart fall. "Oh, well, oh," was all she could say before retreating back to the kitchen- a sadder and wiser person.
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Anamaria and Gibbs shook their heads.
"You get Jack, I get Ellie?" Anamaria asked.
"Aye. Good luck."
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"Jack?"
"Not discussing it, Gibbs."
"Jack!"
"I said no."
"Jack, if ye really love her, forget pirate's code."
"This is no life for Ellie. It was better she heard it now than later."
"You're wrong, Jack. I hope someday you realize love is more important than a way of livin'. It's a reason for livin'."
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"Ellie?"
"I beg of you, Anamaria, leave me."
"Jack loves you."
"No. It was only a dream. A flight of fancy. I was as wrong as he. I am ashamed."
"No, Ellie. There is no shame in love. Perhaps if you spoke to him..."
"Please leave me, Anamaria."
"He loves you."
"And I will always love him..."