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IM SORRY!!!!!!!!! Ive taken ages again! I'm sorry! Here's another chapter before you all kill me!
Sasha's feet pounded the deck of her ship as she organised the crew. They were in open sea's and the clouds above them were beginning to anger. Rain eased through the heavy swell of the sky and the ocean stirred beneath them.
"Let go of the anchors!" she yelled at her first mate, "We need to secure this ship." grabbing a hold of a flailing rope she yanked it down and tied it back onto the hook. It was going to be a long night.
The rain had hardened now and it pelted down on the crew as they scurried about their business. The deck was slicked with water and Sasha came down to her knees on many occasion much to the amusement of the crew.
Grunting with the effort of regaining her feet she laughed as Joney crashed down at her feet.
"Who's idea was it to wax the deck this morning." he growled pulling himself to his feet. "Ahh, that's right it was yours." he waved a hand at her and grinned as another crew member slipped. Sasha could control herself any longer as she laughed heartily at the state of them. He laugh was lost to the wind as it picked up and began screaming through the sails.
"Right guys! Enough! Get below!" she tried her hardest to be heard above the wail but the majority didn't appear to have heard her. Shrugging she headed for her cabin, they would catch on eventually.
Soaked through, Sasha peeled off her clothes and examined the purple bruise that had started to develop on her thy, she pocked at it and winced instantly.
It had been two months since her run in with Jack and Sasha wondered now and again if he was chasing her. He had charmed her and repelled her both at the same time yet she couldn't help but hope that her next run in with him would be sometime soon. The consequences she didn't think about. He would either charm her further or land her straight back in his brig. She consoled herself with the fact that he had after all let her go the first time and if he had really wanted to hand her over to the redcoats then he wouldn't have allowed her to slobber all over his face and disappear out of his cabin.
Sighing now she pulled on some dry breaches and prepared herself for drinks with the crew, it would defiantly be a long night.
All went horrible wrong however when Sasha opened her cabin door and found the tip of a musket aimed at her face.
"Well well," the voice was thick with distaste and as she levelled the stare of her captor to be, she knew that she was caught.
"Took you a while." she straightened to her full height but still had to look up to continue her dark stare, "Thought The Royal Navy would be a bit quicker at catching a female than that."
"You were no match for us m'lady," he smiled coldly, "You may have escaped Sparrow but there is no way your going to escape the noose this time round."
"Watch me." she challenged holding her hands out to allow her wrists to be clamped in irons.
"You know how slippery an eel is sir?" she stepped away from him and spat at his feet, "I'm a hundred times worse." the grin that ticked her mouth hid the fear and desperation that was her true feelings towards the current situation.
"Fuck around with me and ill gut you like one." his tone was icy and Sasha only laughed.
"I dare you to try."
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"Tell us the truth then."
"About what?"
"You know, the thief."
"What thief?"
"Jack!" Elizabeth grabbed a hold of a cushion and threatened to through it his way. "She didn't escape did she?"
Jack frowned and narrowed his eyes on the whiskey decanter.
"No rum love?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes and slumped against the back of the sofa.
"Your either not telling because you let her go or your not telling because a girl escaped the great Jack Sparrow." she eyed his response as he stood and strolled over to the whiskey. He looked so out of place in their fine reception room, dark and grime smeared against the soft pastels and light silks that decorated the room. He sniffed at the whiskey and wrinkled his nose at the smell.
"She did escape." he said finally turned with the decanter in hand to sit back down, "but the circumstances I'm not to sure about." he slumped down and swallowed another mouthful of the whiskey. "I think Ana had something to do with it, I think she let her go." Elizabeth's eyes widened.
"Why would she do that?" Jack shrugged and rubbed a hand over his face and Elizabeth looked over at him with concern.
"Jack?" he glanced up and threw her roguish grin.
"Been in Jamaica for six weeks love, not used to feeling so sober."
"Jack!" Will rushed into the room dumping his work bag in the doorway, "When did you get back here?"
Jack didn't do much to contain his happiness at seeing Will again, he stood and shook a vigour's hand with the blacksmith,
"Few hours ago, just came to say hello."
"Did you hear the news then?" Will took the decanter from the pirates hand and went to the unit to fetch a glass.
"About Norry's pardon? Aye." he grinned, "I can stay hear as long as I like without him snooping about my ass." Will handed the glass of whiskey back to Jack who looked at it with a wrinkled nose.
"Don't taste the same out of a glass." he muttered finishing it in one go. Will ignored his mutterings and sat down next to his wife.
"And the other news? Did you hear that aswell?" Jack's head snapped up and he narrowed eyes on Will.
"What other news mate?"
"They caught the girl, on their way back right now with her." Jack set down the glass and lowered his eyes.
"A shame really," Elizabeth sighed, "They'll hang her, poor girl." Jack glanced over at her admiring for the moment the twinkling ring that glittered from her wedding finger.
"She sacked your wedding Lizabeth." he offered half heartedly.
"Yes she did but she didn't kill anyone, she didn't threaten anyone, which is more than what I can say for most pirates." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes on Jack as he ambled back towards the whiskey decanter and filled his glass back up. Brows furrowed and face set the pirates mood had swung once again. Will appeared to have noticed this also and frowned at his wife and she unlike him had the bravery to say something about it.
"So there is something about the girl. Jack? Are you going to enlighten us about this?" She arched one eyebrow at Jack's grunt, it was a common reply for questions he would rather avoid. It just gave Elizabeth more ammunition. "I see," she coaxed, "You and the girl, ahh." Jack swung round, hands flailing and eyes wide.
"There's nothing to see or 'ahh' about Lizabeth, it just should have been me that caught her that's all, since it was my name she blackened." he finished the last of the whiskey and collapse in the nearest chair.
"So why did you let her go?" Elizabeth knew this was treading on thin ice, it was just a hunch but she had to get it off her chest. Well aware of Will's eyes staring at her she waited patiently for an answer.
Jack eyed her with burning eyes, she held his gaze and it was himself that looked away first.
"I told you, Ana let her go," he rubbed a hand over his face and rested his head against the back of the chair so he could stare at the ceiling.
"Did you know? That she was out?"
"Aye." Elizabeth silently congratulated herself on managing to squeezing it out of him, beside her Will rose from the chair.
"You didn't stop her?" he asked frowning as he poured himself a drink. Jack glanced over at him and grinned.
"Nope." Deeply confused Will held the drink over at Elizabeth who shook her head grinning playfully at Jack.
"The plot thickens." she grinned standing ready to have a nap. It was a common thing in recent weeks for her to sleep in the afternoon but weariness had settled over her, she wouldn't miss much at any rate, when Jack and Will got together after a while they would get blind drunk and talk nonsense the whole night. Not something Elizabeth wanted to be part of.
When she had left Jack turned to Will grinning like an idiot.
"She's pregnant you know." he stated knowing fine well it probably wasn't his place to tell the lad. Will's mouth fell open and he glanced at the empty door way.
"Did she tell you that?" his amazement amused Jack no end, he'd been living with the woman and not notice a thing and Jack had been in the house four hours and clicked straight away.
"She doesn't need to tell me mate, she threw up her lunch when I arrived, moaned endlessly about dizzy spells she'd been having and now she away for a nap." he laughed as Will stared at him in complete shock.
"It certainly explains a lot." he said finally frowning into his drink, "Oh well," he raised the glass in Jack direction, "Here's to Elizabeth and me, and to your new found pardon." Jack followed suit and raised the glass wondering how long his pardon was going to last, not long he suspected thinking of the girl.
"Cheers mate." he grinned over at Will who threw the first of many whiskey's down his throat.
IM SORRY!!!!!!!!! Ive taken ages again! I'm sorry! Here's another chapter before you all kill me!
Sasha's feet pounded the deck of her ship as she organised the crew. They were in open sea's and the clouds above them were beginning to anger. Rain eased through the heavy swell of the sky and the ocean stirred beneath them.
"Let go of the anchors!" she yelled at her first mate, "We need to secure this ship." grabbing a hold of a flailing rope she yanked it down and tied it back onto the hook. It was going to be a long night.
The rain had hardened now and it pelted down on the crew as they scurried about their business. The deck was slicked with water and Sasha came down to her knees on many occasion much to the amusement of the crew.
Grunting with the effort of regaining her feet she laughed as Joney crashed down at her feet.
"Who's idea was it to wax the deck this morning." he growled pulling himself to his feet. "Ahh, that's right it was yours." he waved a hand at her and grinned as another crew member slipped. Sasha could control herself any longer as she laughed heartily at the state of them. He laugh was lost to the wind as it picked up and began screaming through the sails.
"Right guys! Enough! Get below!" she tried her hardest to be heard above the wail but the majority didn't appear to have heard her. Shrugging she headed for her cabin, they would catch on eventually.
Soaked through, Sasha peeled off her clothes and examined the purple bruise that had started to develop on her thy, she pocked at it and winced instantly.
It had been two months since her run in with Jack and Sasha wondered now and again if he was chasing her. He had charmed her and repelled her both at the same time yet she couldn't help but hope that her next run in with him would be sometime soon. The consequences she didn't think about. He would either charm her further or land her straight back in his brig. She consoled herself with the fact that he had after all let her go the first time and if he had really wanted to hand her over to the redcoats then he wouldn't have allowed her to slobber all over his face and disappear out of his cabin.
Sighing now she pulled on some dry breaches and prepared herself for drinks with the crew, it would defiantly be a long night.
All went horrible wrong however when Sasha opened her cabin door and found the tip of a musket aimed at her face.
"Well well," the voice was thick with distaste and as she levelled the stare of her captor to be, she knew that she was caught.
"Took you a while." she straightened to her full height but still had to look up to continue her dark stare, "Thought The Royal Navy would be a bit quicker at catching a female than that."
"You were no match for us m'lady," he smiled coldly, "You may have escaped Sparrow but there is no way your going to escape the noose this time round."
"Watch me." she challenged holding her hands out to allow her wrists to be clamped in irons.
"You know how slippery an eel is sir?" she stepped away from him and spat at his feet, "I'm a hundred times worse." the grin that ticked her mouth hid the fear and desperation that was her true feelings towards the current situation.
"Fuck around with me and ill gut you like one." his tone was icy and Sasha only laughed.
"I dare you to try."
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"Tell us the truth then."
"About what?"
"You know, the thief."
"What thief?"
"Jack!" Elizabeth grabbed a hold of a cushion and threatened to through it his way. "She didn't escape did she?"
Jack frowned and narrowed his eyes on the whiskey decanter.
"No rum love?" Elizabeth rolled her eyes and slumped against the back of the sofa.
"Your either not telling because you let her go or your not telling because a girl escaped the great Jack Sparrow." she eyed his response as he stood and strolled over to the whiskey. He looked so out of place in their fine reception room, dark and grime smeared against the soft pastels and light silks that decorated the room. He sniffed at the whiskey and wrinkled his nose at the smell.
"She did escape." he said finally turned with the decanter in hand to sit back down, "but the circumstances I'm not to sure about." he slumped down and swallowed another mouthful of the whiskey. "I think Ana had something to do with it, I think she let her go." Elizabeth's eyes widened.
"Why would she do that?" Jack shrugged and rubbed a hand over his face and Elizabeth looked over at him with concern.
"Jack?" he glanced up and threw her roguish grin.
"Been in Jamaica for six weeks love, not used to feeling so sober."
"Jack!" Will rushed into the room dumping his work bag in the doorway, "When did you get back here?"
Jack didn't do much to contain his happiness at seeing Will again, he stood and shook a vigour's hand with the blacksmith,
"Few hours ago, just came to say hello."
"Did you hear the news then?" Will took the decanter from the pirates hand and went to the unit to fetch a glass.
"About Norry's pardon? Aye." he grinned, "I can stay hear as long as I like without him snooping about my ass." Will handed the glass of whiskey back to Jack who looked at it with a wrinkled nose.
"Don't taste the same out of a glass." he muttered finishing it in one go. Will ignored his mutterings and sat down next to his wife.
"And the other news? Did you hear that aswell?" Jack's head snapped up and he narrowed eyes on Will.
"What other news mate?"
"They caught the girl, on their way back right now with her." Jack set down the glass and lowered his eyes.
"A shame really," Elizabeth sighed, "They'll hang her, poor girl." Jack glanced over at her admiring for the moment the twinkling ring that glittered from her wedding finger.
"She sacked your wedding Lizabeth." he offered half heartedly.
"Yes she did but she didn't kill anyone, she didn't threaten anyone, which is more than what I can say for most pirates." Elizabeth narrowed her eyes on Jack as he ambled back towards the whiskey decanter and filled his glass back up. Brows furrowed and face set the pirates mood had swung once again. Will appeared to have noticed this also and frowned at his wife and she unlike him had the bravery to say something about it.
"So there is something about the girl. Jack? Are you going to enlighten us about this?" She arched one eyebrow at Jack's grunt, it was a common reply for questions he would rather avoid. It just gave Elizabeth more ammunition. "I see," she coaxed, "You and the girl, ahh." Jack swung round, hands flailing and eyes wide.
"There's nothing to see or 'ahh' about Lizabeth, it just should have been me that caught her that's all, since it was my name she blackened." he finished the last of the whiskey and collapse in the nearest chair.
"So why did you let her go?" Elizabeth knew this was treading on thin ice, it was just a hunch but she had to get it off her chest. Well aware of Will's eyes staring at her she waited patiently for an answer.
Jack eyed her with burning eyes, she held his gaze and it was himself that looked away first.
"I told you, Ana let her go," he rubbed a hand over his face and rested his head against the back of the chair so he could stare at the ceiling.
"Did you know? That she was out?"
"Aye." Elizabeth silently congratulated herself on managing to squeezing it out of him, beside her Will rose from the chair.
"You didn't stop her?" he asked frowning as he poured himself a drink. Jack glanced over at him and grinned.
"Nope." Deeply confused Will held the drink over at Elizabeth who shook her head grinning playfully at Jack.
"The plot thickens." she grinned standing ready to have a nap. It was a common thing in recent weeks for her to sleep in the afternoon but weariness had settled over her, she wouldn't miss much at any rate, when Jack and Will got together after a while they would get blind drunk and talk nonsense the whole night. Not something Elizabeth wanted to be part of.
When she had left Jack turned to Will grinning like an idiot.
"She's pregnant you know." he stated knowing fine well it probably wasn't his place to tell the lad. Will's mouth fell open and he glanced at the empty door way.
"Did she tell you that?" his amazement amused Jack no end, he'd been living with the woman and not notice a thing and Jack had been in the house four hours and clicked straight away.
"She doesn't need to tell me mate, she threw up her lunch when I arrived, moaned endlessly about dizzy spells she'd been having and now she away for a nap." he laughed as Will stared at him in complete shock.
"It certainly explains a lot." he said finally frowning into his drink, "Oh well," he raised the glass in Jack direction, "Here's to Elizabeth and me, and to your new found pardon." Jack followed suit and raised the glass wondering how long his pardon was going to last, not long he suspected thinking of the girl.
"Cheers mate." he grinned over at Will who threw the first of many whiskey's down his throat.