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Jen lashed a cannon tight to the deck. The rain was coming down so fierce that the entire crew was half crawling on the deck, just trying to stay aboard. Jen shook her hair out of her eyes and saw Captain Reynold standing strong against the wind, although for all she knew, he could be lashed to the helm.
"We need help in the sails!" A fellow pirate shouted to her. She nodded and slunk over to the rigging. Bracing tight against the ropes, she held tight and stayed low. When she reached the first main royal yard (the topmost sail), the sailor was trying to let the sail out even more. It was flapping and billowing in the gusting wind.
"Tie it down!" She shouted. The pirate stared at her questioningly.
"IF YOU TIE IT DOWN, WE CAN'T BE BLOWN OFF COURSE AS EASILY!" She shouted. Understanding lit up in the pirate's eyes and together, they tied down all the sails on the mast. They were making their way down when Jen saw a pirate gesturing up at them, yelling something. She spotted a rope that was hanging down and slid to the deck.
"The captain wants to know what you're doing!" He screamed. She nodded.
"Tie down the sails on the other deck!" She yelled back. He scuttled off to tell the others and Jen leapt up to the helm.
"I'm having the sails tied down so we can stay on course!" Reynold, upon hearing this, nodded and grinned at her.
"Aye. Right smart, that was! Whose idea was that?" He asked loudly.
"Jack Sparrow's!" Jen yelled back.
"Jack Sparrow! Ben needs you!" Anamaria shouted. Jack squinted through the heavy rain that pounded the deck and saw Anamaria sliding towards him.
"What's wrong?" He shouted back, vaguely aware of the fact that his hands were nearly frozen to the helm.
"Ben is sick! Someone needs to tend the boy!" Jack drew back, alarmed, and it showed on his face.
"I can't HEAL people, Ana. My skills are limited! Besides, yer....womanly. And nursing is a maternal instinct." Anamaria whipped out her dagger.
"You tend the boy. I'll steer." She growled. Jack eyed the dagger with distaste and nodded. He slipped down through the rain to below deck. He found Ben's lying in his hammock, moaning. Gibbs was nearby, looking nervous and shifty.
"Lad's burnin' with fever, but shivers like we're in the Atlantic Jack!" Gibbs rasped, vexed. Jack hung back, nearly balking at the fact that he had to do this. Ben was the youngest crew member, a boy of about fifteen.
"Well, cover him up! You heard me ya mangy dog, get on it!" Gibbs nodded and layered blankets on Ben. Ben groaned softly but snuggled into the blankets. Gibbs grinned at Jack.
"How'd ya know ta do that?" He asked. Jack smirked.
"Jen did that for L.J when he was a young lad." Jack muttered, his thoughts turning for the millionth time to the wife and child he left behind. The boy mumbled something.
"What?" Gibbs asked.
"Sing." The boy rasped. Jack stepped back, alarmed.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Seems he wants us to sing!" Gibbs pondered. "You do it, I....I have a sore throat." Jack glared at Gibbs.
"Well I can't!" Gibbs shook his head.
"I can't." And with that, he actually ran from the room. The boy coughed. Jack rubbed his head.
"Okay. Fine. Yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me! We pillage we plunder we r," The boy yelped and moaned. Jack jumped back, both alarmed and hurt. "Wasn't that bad." He muttered. He racked his brain for an idea. Suddenly, he got one. He rubbed his hands together and exhaled slowly. "Can't believe I'm gonna do this. You're goin' soft, Captain." He muttered. With that, he proceeded to sing Amazing Grace.
L.J wandered throughout the town, listening half heartedly as Charlie rambled on. They had been walking for two hours, but Charlie's mouth never stopped and L.J seemed to be listening. They were passing the docks for a third time when suddenly, L.J spotted someone.
"Hey, I bet I can race you to the other end of the docks so fast, you won't even see me." L.J said suddenly. Charlie stopped mid sentence, listening to the challenge. Charlie grinned.
"You're on."
"Good." They both crouched. "Ready, set, go!" He exclaimed. Charlie raced off towards the other end of the dock, and L.J doubled back.
"Jonathon!" He shouted. The man, Jonathon, turned and his face lit up.
"L.J! My favorite little pirate." Jonathon said with a grin. Jonathon was a young man, no older than twenty five. He had worked on Jack's ship up until five months ago, when he bought a ship and became a captain. "Careful L.J, 'member I'm a pirate, and not exactly welcome. Keep your voice down, mate." He laughed. Jonathon was easy going enough.
"I need something." L.J said seriously. Jonathon nodded. "My dad left, and Mother went after him. I need to find one of them." He explained. Jonathon stared at him thoughtfully.
"L.J!" He heard suddenly. Charlie was racing back towards him, panting. There wasn't much time.
"Can you take me?" He asked quickly.
"I can't mate. I promised the crew we'd rest a week, so if you can wait I'll take you. But if you're desperate, I've got a friend leaving soon." Charlie was almost upon them, L.J noted with panic.
"I've got to go!" He said desperately, meaning both Port Royal and before Charlie reached them. Jonathon nodded.
"Right. Meet me here tonight, when it's dark." He said, then slipped away through the crowd. Charlie reached L.J and bent over, panting, his small chest heaving.
"Boy, you are fast! I didn't even see you beat me!" Charlie gasped. L.J grinned and looked out to sea. 'Wait for me, I'm coming.'
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Sorry for the delay! Don't worry, more is coming! And soon it'll get a bit lighter. I noticed it's been kind of heavy lately. L.J is really growing on me! I hope you guys like him too! Please review!
Jen lashed a cannon tight to the deck. The rain was coming down so fierce that the entire crew was half crawling on the deck, just trying to stay aboard. Jen shook her hair out of her eyes and saw Captain Reynold standing strong against the wind, although for all she knew, he could be lashed to the helm.
"We need help in the sails!" A fellow pirate shouted to her. She nodded and slunk over to the rigging. Bracing tight against the ropes, she held tight and stayed low. When she reached the first main royal yard (the topmost sail), the sailor was trying to let the sail out even more. It was flapping and billowing in the gusting wind.
"Tie it down!" She shouted. The pirate stared at her questioningly.
"IF YOU TIE IT DOWN, WE CAN'T BE BLOWN OFF COURSE AS EASILY!" She shouted. Understanding lit up in the pirate's eyes and together, they tied down all the sails on the mast. They were making their way down when Jen saw a pirate gesturing up at them, yelling something. She spotted a rope that was hanging down and slid to the deck.
"The captain wants to know what you're doing!" He screamed. She nodded.
"Tie down the sails on the other deck!" She yelled back. He scuttled off to tell the others and Jen leapt up to the helm.
"I'm having the sails tied down so we can stay on course!" Reynold, upon hearing this, nodded and grinned at her.
"Aye. Right smart, that was! Whose idea was that?" He asked loudly.
"Jack Sparrow's!" Jen yelled back.
"Jack Sparrow! Ben needs you!" Anamaria shouted. Jack squinted through the heavy rain that pounded the deck and saw Anamaria sliding towards him.
"What's wrong?" He shouted back, vaguely aware of the fact that his hands were nearly frozen to the helm.
"Ben is sick! Someone needs to tend the boy!" Jack drew back, alarmed, and it showed on his face.
"I can't HEAL people, Ana. My skills are limited! Besides, yer....womanly. And nursing is a maternal instinct." Anamaria whipped out her dagger.
"You tend the boy. I'll steer." She growled. Jack eyed the dagger with distaste and nodded. He slipped down through the rain to below deck. He found Ben's lying in his hammock, moaning. Gibbs was nearby, looking nervous and shifty.
"Lad's burnin' with fever, but shivers like we're in the Atlantic Jack!" Gibbs rasped, vexed. Jack hung back, nearly balking at the fact that he had to do this. Ben was the youngest crew member, a boy of about fifteen.
"Well, cover him up! You heard me ya mangy dog, get on it!" Gibbs nodded and layered blankets on Ben. Ben groaned softly but snuggled into the blankets. Gibbs grinned at Jack.
"How'd ya know ta do that?" He asked. Jack smirked.
"Jen did that for L.J when he was a young lad." Jack muttered, his thoughts turning for the millionth time to the wife and child he left behind. The boy mumbled something.
"What?" Gibbs asked.
"Sing." The boy rasped. Jack stepped back, alarmed.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Seems he wants us to sing!" Gibbs pondered. "You do it, I....I have a sore throat." Jack glared at Gibbs.
"Well I can't!" Gibbs shook his head.
"I can't." And with that, he actually ran from the room. The boy coughed. Jack rubbed his head.
"Okay. Fine. Yo ho yo ho, a pirate's life for me! We pillage we plunder we r," The boy yelped and moaned. Jack jumped back, both alarmed and hurt. "Wasn't that bad." He muttered. He racked his brain for an idea. Suddenly, he got one. He rubbed his hands together and exhaled slowly. "Can't believe I'm gonna do this. You're goin' soft, Captain." He muttered. With that, he proceeded to sing Amazing Grace.
L.J wandered throughout the town, listening half heartedly as Charlie rambled on. They had been walking for two hours, but Charlie's mouth never stopped and L.J seemed to be listening. They were passing the docks for a third time when suddenly, L.J spotted someone.
"Hey, I bet I can race you to the other end of the docks so fast, you won't even see me." L.J said suddenly. Charlie stopped mid sentence, listening to the challenge. Charlie grinned.
"You're on."
"Good." They both crouched. "Ready, set, go!" He exclaimed. Charlie raced off towards the other end of the dock, and L.J doubled back.
"Jonathon!" He shouted. The man, Jonathon, turned and his face lit up.
"L.J! My favorite little pirate." Jonathon said with a grin. Jonathon was a young man, no older than twenty five. He had worked on Jack's ship up until five months ago, when he bought a ship and became a captain. "Careful L.J, 'member I'm a pirate, and not exactly welcome. Keep your voice down, mate." He laughed. Jonathon was easy going enough.
"I need something." L.J said seriously. Jonathon nodded. "My dad left, and Mother went after him. I need to find one of them." He explained. Jonathon stared at him thoughtfully.
"L.J!" He heard suddenly. Charlie was racing back towards him, panting. There wasn't much time.
"Can you take me?" He asked quickly.
"I can't mate. I promised the crew we'd rest a week, so if you can wait I'll take you. But if you're desperate, I've got a friend leaving soon." Charlie was almost upon them, L.J noted with panic.
"I've got to go!" He said desperately, meaning both Port Royal and before Charlie reached them. Jonathon nodded.
"Right. Meet me here tonight, when it's dark." He said, then slipped away through the crowd. Charlie reached L.J and bent over, panting, his small chest heaving.
"Boy, you are fast! I didn't even see you beat me!" Charlie gasped. L.J grinned and looked out to sea. 'Wait for me, I'm coming.'
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Sorry for the delay! Don't worry, more is coming! And soon it'll get a bit lighter. I noticed it's been kind of heavy lately. L.J is really growing on me! I hope you guys like him too! Please review!