A/N – Woo this has been awhile and I do apologize. I've been either
too busy or just not in the writing mood.
Jack: ahem, you forgot to mention lazy, love.
*sheepish grin* Yes and then there's that too. Anyhow. On with the story. –A/N
DISCLAIMER – I do not own the songs 'Whiskey in the Jar' or 'Wild Rover'.
Jack Sparrow wasn't normally a person who did things that benefited other people. There were only a few that he had actually gone out of his way to help. Now, as he stood at the railing looking out at the moonlit ocean, he pondered just what exactly he was going to do about his unwanted passengers.
More than a little drunk, and more than a little ticked off, he swayed at the railing and leaned heavily onto before a hand shot out and steadied him. Looking over sharply, he saw Gibbs at his side, his meaty paw clamped around the neck of a jug of wine. Sparrow snorted and winked at Gibbs who was looking as intoxicated as he must have.
"Wine? What are ye a woman mate?" Gibbs rolled his eyes at Jack who guffawed loudly.
"No I'm not thank ye very much. Speaking of women, what are ye going to do about that 'un we just took on today?" Jack sighed and wiped an arm across his forehead. The night had grown rather humid and he had already discarded his long coat leaving it hanging on one of the pegs of the steering wheel. (Is there an actual name for that or am I just an idiot?)
"I don't know mate. I'm thinking of trying to head to Port Royal and dumping the whole lot of 'em off with Will and Elizabeth." Gibbs rolled his eyes again and huffed loudly.
"The last time we were in that town you almost got hanged. That Elizabeth girl is an annoying little git too." Jack burst out into laughter and slapped Gibbs on the shoulder. He knew Gibbs was a worry-wart, he'd known that for years. He felt the same way about Elizabeth as well, it was Will he was rather fond of. Will and pestering Elizabeth until she threw a fit and locked herself in her room. Chuckling at the thought of provoking her temper, he rubbed his chin and nodded.
"Yes I do believe we will visit the lovely Mrs. Turner and her husband." Jack rubbed his hands together with glee at his brilliance and slinging an arm around Gibbs, he turned him around and together they walked down the deck to the other end of the ship where the crew was gathered with the barrel of grog. Gibbs just shook his head and sighed. This was going to be another hassle, he just knew it.
Annie and Anna Maria had put the children down to sleep, although it hadn't been easy. Ethan had been bouncing around in a rare excited state which didn't help. Anna Maria had offered to give him some rum, but Annie had hastily explained that wouldn't be necessary and eventually the boy tired himself out.
The two women retired to the ship's galley after so they wouldn't wake them up. Now thoroughly intoxicated and perched on top of a small table where the crew ate, they were hooting and hollering over Anna Maria's tales of Jack and his escapades.
"My Lord, I had heard some things, but I never believed them to be true. Did he really get chased out of that woman's room wearing nothing but his hat?" Annie downed another gulp of rum and snickered. Anna Maria, who had found a bottle of sherry in the kitchen nodded and hiccupped.
"Aye, he had his clothes with him, but he'd only had time to grab them, not put them on. Her husband came into the room hollering bloody murder and looking to kill him. It was either run or get shot, so he ran." Annie giggled behind her hand, almost dropping the flask.
"What an ass," she remarked, leaning back putting her hands behind her on the table. When she felt them land on something warm, and ultimately living, she shrieked and whirled around, as did Anna Maria. A pissed-off Captain Sparrow stood with his hands braced on the table, one of his eyebrows raised, his red-rimmed eyes angry.
"Having fun?" he slurred in his ever-constant syrupy thick accent. Annie hiccupped this time and patted his face not too gently.
"Did anyone ever tell you that you look pretty when you're mad?" Anna Maria burst into a fit of hysterics, almost falling off of the table. The look on Jack's face was priceless but it worked, for a smile broke out onto his lean, tanned face and he winked at Annie.
"Many women love." Anna Maria snorted and raised her own eyebrow.
"Not as much as they slap you." Annie howled with laughter, slapping her knee and losing her balance and falling against Jack. Jack took the opportunity to get a few gropes in while 'helping' her right herself. Annie hit at him and he gave her an innocent look while raising his hands in a helpless gesture.
"Pirate," he said with a disarming grin before walking away after giving Annie a glance. She righted her skirts and watched him go, her eyes full of disapproval. Anna Maria was quietly chuckling, draining the last of the sherry.
"Oh that man! I swear, he's incorrigible, my Connor was nothing like him and he was a pirate." Anna Maria paused in her drinking and wiped her mouth on her sleeve slowly.
"Connor Riley of 'The Courage'?" Anna Maria asked slowly. When Annie nodded, she noticed that Anna Maria had turned a few shades paler underneath her dusky skin. Muttering under her breath in her native language, she looked askance at Annie.
"That man's not right in the head," she stated. Annie felt her cheeks flush with anger and she almost leapt onto Anna Maria before the other woman held up a hand.
"No 'fence lass, but that's just my own feelings about the man. I'm sure he was all peaches 'n' cream with you." They were interrupted by a loud thump from above, and waves of laughter. Then someone blew into a mouth harp and raucous singing followed. Anna Maria grabbed Annie's hand and dragged her to her feet.
"Come on, you have to hear this it's a laugh." Annie forgot Anna Maria's comment in her drunken haze and agreed. They stumbled up the stairs and crept along the deck until they came to where the rest of the crew was sprawled drunkenly. Gibbs was surprisingly the one playing the mouth harp, and a young lad of no more than twenty was the one singing, his arm slung around Mr. Cotton who although mute was swaying back in forth in time to the song.
"I've been a wild rover for many a year And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, And now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the wild rover no more.
cho: And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.
I went to an ale-house I used to frequent And I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay Such a custom as yours I could have any day."
cho:
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."
cho:
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they forgive me as ofttimes before Sure I never will play the wild rover no more."
The other pirates would join in, swinging their mugs, slopping drink around. Annie found herself looking for Jack, although she wasn't exactly sure why. It was hard to be mad at the man even though he had hurt her sister so badly. Getting a firm grip on the ring around her neck she thought about Connor and how much of an ass Jack was.
Hands grabbed her shoulder and whirled her around as two of the pirates came upon her and Anna Maria. The pirate who grabbed Annie was tall and lanky with an eye-patch and scar running down his cheek.
"Why are ye lasses hiding over here?" Anna Maria scoffed at the man.
"Because ye smell and Liam sings like a screeching monkey, Duffy." For half a second Annie was frightened that the man would lash out, but he only threw back his head and roared with laughter. Patting Anna Maria on the back he shook his head.
"Lord the tongue you've got in your head, woman. Could tear strips off of the hide of a man." His eyes took on a lustful sheen and Anna Maria scowled.
"Amongst other things," Duffy said wiggling his eyebrows. Underneath all the dirt he was a handsome man, with a well formed body despite the lankiness. He had an earring in either ear and kept his head shaved like the dwarf, Murphy.
"Ah go on and get away from us Duffy, we're only listening to the singing." Duffy slung an arm around Anna Maria's shoulders and offered her his mug.
"You can hear it a lot better over there with the rest of us. I might even let ye sit on me lap." Anna Maria made an annoyed sound in her throat and stalked off with Duffy's mug. Duffy laughed and turned to Annie.
"Ye can come over there with us, nobody will bother ye. Jack may not like having women aboard but he won't abide with any harm comin' to 'em."
"Captain, Duffy. Call me Captain. Why is that so HARD for you to REMEMBER?" Jack stood near them, his hands on his hips, the annoyed look back on his face. He too then stalked off, walking with his swinging gait. Duffy smiled fondly after him and shook his head. Liam, the singing pirate was starting a rendition of 'Whiskey in the Jar'. Duffy looked expectantly at Annie.
"No, I'm afraid I have to go speak to the Captain," she said curling her lip slightly. Duffy gave a grunt of laughter and shook his head.
"Aye. To speak with him. You go do that lass." Annie shook her head in confusion, her brain muddled from the alcohol. Tottering off after Jack, she found him once again at the railings, looking out over the ocean. A breeze blew his white shirt and made the sleeves and back billow. He had now gotten rid of his hat as well and his hair blew in the wind underneath his bandanna. Annie cleared her throat and he turned his head slightly.
"Miss Lindsay, what can I do for ye?" She walked up to him with steps made unsteady by the drink and placed her hands onto the railing. They had set anchor for the night, a long time ago.
"I just wanted to thank ye for what ye're doing for Sally, God bless her. That woman deserved more, not a kinder soul was there ever." Jack nodded in silent agreement and Annie cocked her head and looked up at him.
"It almost makes me think that you're not that bad." Jack looked affronted which made Annie laugh softly. Tilting his head he gave her a slow, mischievous smile that made her knees get weak before she remembered who she was looking at.
"Not that bad?" was all he said before suddenly grabbing her and kissing her so thoroughly that when he let her go, she was dazed, her eyes unfocused and mouth slightly bruised. It took her a second to absorb what had happened before she slapped Jack's upper arm with a solid whack that made him wince.
"You bloody despicable, horrible," she stuttered and stumbled for words while he watched her, that beautiful smile returning to his face...Wait did she just say beautiful?
"Pirate?" he finished for her, crossing his arms and leaning back. Annie stomped her feet and whirled about, storming off to the hold and her and Anna Maria's cabin below.
"Not a eunuch," Jack shouted after her pointing at his chest proudly. Her loud cry of frustration echoed in the night air and he chuckled to himself before humming along to young Liam's song. Yes things were going to get interesting indeed.
Shout Outs!
Dell-Doo – Wow, thank you that was quite a compliment! I hope you keep reading and reviewing!
Jupiter's Light —Thanks! Hope you liked this chapter.
Jaina Kenobi – Usually I post once a week, but I've been lazy with this story so far.
JustDuck – Haha I know, I took it from that part in POTC where he's talking to her on the dock and she's shaking her finger in his face asking him for a boat. Oh yeah Ethan's going to be a very energetic character.
Reese Sparrow – Hehe, I'm glad you think it's funny. I'm a funny person but I don't know if I'm good at writing down what I think is funny. Thanks for the review!
Jack: ahem, you forgot to mention lazy, love.
*sheepish grin* Yes and then there's that too. Anyhow. On with the story. –A/N
DISCLAIMER – I do not own the songs 'Whiskey in the Jar' or 'Wild Rover'.
Jack Sparrow wasn't normally a person who did things that benefited other people. There were only a few that he had actually gone out of his way to help. Now, as he stood at the railing looking out at the moonlit ocean, he pondered just what exactly he was going to do about his unwanted passengers.
More than a little drunk, and more than a little ticked off, he swayed at the railing and leaned heavily onto before a hand shot out and steadied him. Looking over sharply, he saw Gibbs at his side, his meaty paw clamped around the neck of a jug of wine. Sparrow snorted and winked at Gibbs who was looking as intoxicated as he must have.
"Wine? What are ye a woman mate?" Gibbs rolled his eyes at Jack who guffawed loudly.
"No I'm not thank ye very much. Speaking of women, what are ye going to do about that 'un we just took on today?" Jack sighed and wiped an arm across his forehead. The night had grown rather humid and he had already discarded his long coat leaving it hanging on one of the pegs of the steering wheel. (Is there an actual name for that or am I just an idiot?)
"I don't know mate. I'm thinking of trying to head to Port Royal and dumping the whole lot of 'em off with Will and Elizabeth." Gibbs rolled his eyes again and huffed loudly.
"The last time we were in that town you almost got hanged. That Elizabeth girl is an annoying little git too." Jack burst out into laughter and slapped Gibbs on the shoulder. He knew Gibbs was a worry-wart, he'd known that for years. He felt the same way about Elizabeth as well, it was Will he was rather fond of. Will and pestering Elizabeth until she threw a fit and locked herself in her room. Chuckling at the thought of provoking her temper, he rubbed his chin and nodded.
"Yes I do believe we will visit the lovely Mrs. Turner and her husband." Jack rubbed his hands together with glee at his brilliance and slinging an arm around Gibbs, he turned him around and together they walked down the deck to the other end of the ship where the crew was gathered with the barrel of grog. Gibbs just shook his head and sighed. This was going to be another hassle, he just knew it.
Annie and Anna Maria had put the children down to sleep, although it hadn't been easy. Ethan had been bouncing around in a rare excited state which didn't help. Anna Maria had offered to give him some rum, but Annie had hastily explained that wouldn't be necessary and eventually the boy tired himself out.
The two women retired to the ship's galley after so they wouldn't wake them up. Now thoroughly intoxicated and perched on top of a small table where the crew ate, they were hooting and hollering over Anna Maria's tales of Jack and his escapades.
"My Lord, I had heard some things, but I never believed them to be true. Did he really get chased out of that woman's room wearing nothing but his hat?" Annie downed another gulp of rum and snickered. Anna Maria, who had found a bottle of sherry in the kitchen nodded and hiccupped.
"Aye, he had his clothes with him, but he'd only had time to grab them, not put them on. Her husband came into the room hollering bloody murder and looking to kill him. It was either run or get shot, so he ran." Annie giggled behind her hand, almost dropping the flask.
"What an ass," she remarked, leaning back putting her hands behind her on the table. When she felt them land on something warm, and ultimately living, she shrieked and whirled around, as did Anna Maria. A pissed-off Captain Sparrow stood with his hands braced on the table, one of his eyebrows raised, his red-rimmed eyes angry.
"Having fun?" he slurred in his ever-constant syrupy thick accent. Annie hiccupped this time and patted his face not too gently.
"Did anyone ever tell you that you look pretty when you're mad?" Anna Maria burst into a fit of hysterics, almost falling off of the table. The look on Jack's face was priceless but it worked, for a smile broke out onto his lean, tanned face and he winked at Annie.
"Many women love." Anna Maria snorted and raised her own eyebrow.
"Not as much as they slap you." Annie howled with laughter, slapping her knee and losing her balance and falling against Jack. Jack took the opportunity to get a few gropes in while 'helping' her right herself. Annie hit at him and he gave her an innocent look while raising his hands in a helpless gesture.
"Pirate," he said with a disarming grin before walking away after giving Annie a glance. She righted her skirts and watched him go, her eyes full of disapproval. Anna Maria was quietly chuckling, draining the last of the sherry.
"Oh that man! I swear, he's incorrigible, my Connor was nothing like him and he was a pirate." Anna Maria paused in her drinking and wiped her mouth on her sleeve slowly.
"Connor Riley of 'The Courage'?" Anna Maria asked slowly. When Annie nodded, she noticed that Anna Maria had turned a few shades paler underneath her dusky skin. Muttering under her breath in her native language, she looked askance at Annie.
"That man's not right in the head," she stated. Annie felt her cheeks flush with anger and she almost leapt onto Anna Maria before the other woman held up a hand.
"No 'fence lass, but that's just my own feelings about the man. I'm sure he was all peaches 'n' cream with you." They were interrupted by a loud thump from above, and waves of laughter. Then someone blew into a mouth harp and raucous singing followed. Anna Maria grabbed Annie's hand and dragged her to her feet.
"Come on, you have to hear this it's a laugh." Annie forgot Anna Maria's comment in her drunken haze and agreed. They stumbled up the stairs and crept along the deck until they came to where the rest of the crew was sprawled drunkenly. Gibbs was surprisingly the one playing the mouth harp, and a young lad of no more than twenty was the one singing, his arm slung around Mr. Cotton who although mute was swaying back in forth in time to the song.
"I've been a wild rover for many a year And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, And now I'm returning with gold in great store And I never will play the wild rover no more.
cho: And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more.
I went to an ale-house I used to frequent And I told the landlady my money was spent. I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay Such a custom as yours I could have any day."
cho:
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."
cho:
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they forgive me as ofttimes before Sure I never will play the wild rover no more."
The other pirates would join in, swinging their mugs, slopping drink around. Annie found herself looking for Jack, although she wasn't exactly sure why. It was hard to be mad at the man even though he had hurt her sister so badly. Getting a firm grip on the ring around her neck she thought about Connor and how much of an ass Jack was.
Hands grabbed her shoulder and whirled her around as two of the pirates came upon her and Anna Maria. The pirate who grabbed Annie was tall and lanky with an eye-patch and scar running down his cheek.
"Why are ye lasses hiding over here?" Anna Maria scoffed at the man.
"Because ye smell and Liam sings like a screeching monkey, Duffy." For half a second Annie was frightened that the man would lash out, but he only threw back his head and roared with laughter. Patting Anna Maria on the back he shook his head.
"Lord the tongue you've got in your head, woman. Could tear strips off of the hide of a man." His eyes took on a lustful sheen and Anna Maria scowled.
"Amongst other things," Duffy said wiggling his eyebrows. Underneath all the dirt he was a handsome man, with a well formed body despite the lankiness. He had an earring in either ear and kept his head shaved like the dwarf, Murphy.
"Ah go on and get away from us Duffy, we're only listening to the singing." Duffy slung an arm around Anna Maria's shoulders and offered her his mug.
"You can hear it a lot better over there with the rest of us. I might even let ye sit on me lap." Anna Maria made an annoyed sound in her throat and stalked off with Duffy's mug. Duffy laughed and turned to Annie.
"Ye can come over there with us, nobody will bother ye. Jack may not like having women aboard but he won't abide with any harm comin' to 'em."
"Captain, Duffy. Call me Captain. Why is that so HARD for you to REMEMBER?" Jack stood near them, his hands on his hips, the annoyed look back on his face. He too then stalked off, walking with his swinging gait. Duffy smiled fondly after him and shook his head. Liam, the singing pirate was starting a rendition of 'Whiskey in the Jar'. Duffy looked expectantly at Annie.
"No, I'm afraid I have to go speak to the Captain," she said curling her lip slightly. Duffy gave a grunt of laughter and shook his head.
"Aye. To speak with him. You go do that lass." Annie shook her head in confusion, her brain muddled from the alcohol. Tottering off after Jack, she found him once again at the railings, looking out over the ocean. A breeze blew his white shirt and made the sleeves and back billow. He had now gotten rid of his hat as well and his hair blew in the wind underneath his bandanna. Annie cleared her throat and he turned his head slightly.
"Miss Lindsay, what can I do for ye?" She walked up to him with steps made unsteady by the drink and placed her hands onto the railing. They had set anchor for the night, a long time ago.
"I just wanted to thank ye for what ye're doing for Sally, God bless her. That woman deserved more, not a kinder soul was there ever." Jack nodded in silent agreement and Annie cocked her head and looked up at him.
"It almost makes me think that you're not that bad." Jack looked affronted which made Annie laugh softly. Tilting his head he gave her a slow, mischievous smile that made her knees get weak before she remembered who she was looking at.
"Not that bad?" was all he said before suddenly grabbing her and kissing her so thoroughly that when he let her go, she was dazed, her eyes unfocused and mouth slightly bruised. It took her a second to absorb what had happened before she slapped Jack's upper arm with a solid whack that made him wince.
"You bloody despicable, horrible," she stuttered and stumbled for words while he watched her, that beautiful smile returning to his face...Wait did she just say beautiful?
"Pirate?" he finished for her, crossing his arms and leaning back. Annie stomped her feet and whirled about, storming off to the hold and her and Anna Maria's cabin below.
"Not a eunuch," Jack shouted after her pointing at his chest proudly. Her loud cry of frustration echoed in the night air and he chuckled to himself before humming along to young Liam's song. Yes things were going to get interesting indeed.
Shout Outs!
Dell-Doo – Wow, thank you that was quite a compliment! I hope you keep reading and reviewing!
Jupiter's Light —Thanks! Hope you liked this chapter.
Jaina Kenobi – Usually I post once a week, but I've been lazy with this story so far.
JustDuck – Haha I know, I took it from that part in POTC where he's talking to her on the dock and she's shaking her finger in his face asking him for a boat. Oh yeah Ethan's going to be a very energetic character.
Reese Sparrow – Hehe, I'm glad you think it's funny. I'm a funny person but I don't know if I'm good at writing down what I think is funny. Thanks for the review!