He walked to the bow of the ship and rested in a hidden spot. Something
happened once Gemma stepped foot on the ship. It was something that no one
could put their finger on but knew that it was there. Jack decided to let
that matter go for the night and closed his eyes only for a moment, but
sleep had already overcome the tired captain
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Jack awoke before light even threatened to break through the horizon and he left his hidden spot. While walking to the helm, he noticed for the first lately time how quiet it really is at this hour. He grabbed the pegs on the wheel and gently caressed the wood with his calloused hands. After a while, the silence was getting to the poor captain and he started to hum the tune he had recently learned from his new-fangled crewmember. Jack continued standing there for another hour or so before any sign of life came up on deck.
He watched as Gemma practically floated as she walked over to the railing, head resting upon her upturned hand. She stood there without a care in the world, mumbling incoherent phrases about her old life and her father, whom she misses dearly. At the thought of her current situation, tears threatened to come out of the corner of her eyes and finally one slid down, but was stopped by a ring-adorned finger.
"What's wrong with ye Gemma?"
"Nothing that I can explain. You wouldn't understand even if I told it to you." she stated in melancholy tone.
"No harm in tryin', now is there luv?"
Jack placed his hands on her shoulder and turned her around so she was facing him. He studied her features and detected something that he didn't before: signs of something underneath. It was if she was wearing a mask to hide her true identity. Soon enough Gemma became uncomfortable with the handsome captain staring at her and she made to move but was forced to stay where she was.
Jack pulled her into a hug and stoked her hair with care. (A/N: hahaha that rhymes. Just for you SparrowsGirl! Who's the Doctor Seuss now?? LOL! ) No words could explain the way she felt at that moment and she clung to Jack as if her life depended on it. He whispered things into her ear about everything would be fine and no need to worry. Only Gemma knew different. Everything would not be okay, and she had no choice but to be concerned.
"Jack, I don't know what to do. I'm so lost right now and-"
She was cut off by jack placing a finger over her lips to ensure her silence. He tucked her head underneath her chin and rocked her slowly. In the distance light freckled on top of the horizon and vivid colors spread throughout the sky. A picture perfect moment if it weren't for her current distress.
Before long, the rest of the crew was out and about moving all along the deck making sure everything be in order. Anamaria cam out of her cabin and went off in search of Jack. She found him and the girl in an embrace and she thought it best to not interrupt. She started giving orders to the crew, knowing that her and Gibbs were to be in charge if the captain were ever unavailable.
In Gemma's mind the hold her and Jack had been in for the past minutes seemed like an eternity but eventually she broke it off, much to her disappointment. She looked him in the eye and only saw concern and care in return. It surprised her how marvelous this new captain of hers was being considering she was supposed to be a prisoner here. Figuring it was best not to complain about the crews' politeness and welcomes, she let that matter go.
"Well, I better go and do my share here. Wouldn't want the crew to get angry." She said.
"That be true lass. But ye also need to learn to play in swordfight, am I correct?"
Gemma knew perfectly well that she knew how to use a sword with the utmost grace and talent. It had been one of her father's wishes, for her to take fencing lessons as a child and to continue throughout her years. But of course, the captain knew nothing of this.
"Yes, you are correct."
"Somebody 'as to be teachin ya, so ye might as well learn from the best, eh? Follow me."
He led her to his cabin and walked towards the other side where a chest lay. He opened it and inside were swords, cutlasses, pistols, and more weaponry. Picking a sword of the proper size for the girl, he shut the lid and handed it to her.
"How does that feel? Too heavy?"
"No, perfectly fine."
The two walked outside again to the main deck and stood one on one. Gemma hid the grin threatening to appear on her lips. Sitting through boring sword-fighting lessons were not her idea of fun, but if she had to do it to spend more time with the devilishly gorgeous man, then so be it.
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Jack awoke before light even threatened to break through the horizon and he left his hidden spot. While walking to the helm, he noticed for the first lately time how quiet it really is at this hour. He grabbed the pegs on the wheel and gently caressed the wood with his calloused hands. After a while, the silence was getting to the poor captain and he started to hum the tune he had recently learned from his new-fangled crewmember. Jack continued standing there for another hour or so before any sign of life came up on deck.
He watched as Gemma practically floated as she walked over to the railing, head resting upon her upturned hand. She stood there without a care in the world, mumbling incoherent phrases about her old life and her father, whom she misses dearly. At the thought of her current situation, tears threatened to come out of the corner of her eyes and finally one slid down, but was stopped by a ring-adorned finger.
"What's wrong with ye Gemma?"
"Nothing that I can explain. You wouldn't understand even if I told it to you." she stated in melancholy tone.
"No harm in tryin', now is there luv?"
Jack placed his hands on her shoulder and turned her around so she was facing him. He studied her features and detected something that he didn't before: signs of something underneath. It was if she was wearing a mask to hide her true identity. Soon enough Gemma became uncomfortable with the handsome captain staring at her and she made to move but was forced to stay where she was.
Jack pulled her into a hug and stoked her hair with care. (A/N: hahaha that rhymes. Just for you SparrowsGirl! Who's the Doctor Seuss now?? LOL! ) No words could explain the way she felt at that moment and she clung to Jack as if her life depended on it. He whispered things into her ear about everything would be fine and no need to worry. Only Gemma knew different. Everything would not be okay, and she had no choice but to be concerned.
"Jack, I don't know what to do. I'm so lost right now and-"
She was cut off by jack placing a finger over her lips to ensure her silence. He tucked her head underneath her chin and rocked her slowly. In the distance light freckled on top of the horizon and vivid colors spread throughout the sky. A picture perfect moment if it weren't for her current distress.
Before long, the rest of the crew was out and about moving all along the deck making sure everything be in order. Anamaria cam out of her cabin and went off in search of Jack. She found him and the girl in an embrace and she thought it best to not interrupt. She started giving orders to the crew, knowing that her and Gibbs were to be in charge if the captain were ever unavailable.
In Gemma's mind the hold her and Jack had been in for the past minutes seemed like an eternity but eventually she broke it off, much to her disappointment. She looked him in the eye and only saw concern and care in return. It surprised her how marvelous this new captain of hers was being considering she was supposed to be a prisoner here. Figuring it was best not to complain about the crews' politeness and welcomes, she let that matter go.
"Well, I better go and do my share here. Wouldn't want the crew to get angry." She said.
"That be true lass. But ye also need to learn to play in swordfight, am I correct?"
Gemma knew perfectly well that she knew how to use a sword with the utmost grace and talent. It had been one of her father's wishes, for her to take fencing lessons as a child and to continue throughout her years. But of course, the captain knew nothing of this.
"Yes, you are correct."
"Somebody 'as to be teachin ya, so ye might as well learn from the best, eh? Follow me."
He led her to his cabin and walked towards the other side where a chest lay. He opened it and inside were swords, cutlasses, pistols, and more weaponry. Picking a sword of the proper size for the girl, he shut the lid and handed it to her.
"How does that feel? Too heavy?"
"No, perfectly fine."
The two walked outside again to the main deck and stood one on one. Gemma hid the grin threatening to appear on her lips. Sitting through boring sword-fighting lessons were not her idea of fun, but if she had to do it to spend more time with the devilishly gorgeous man, then so be it.