Tara opened her eyes slowly. Several things hit her at once- the smell of salt on the air, the gentle swaying of the room, and the fact she wasn't in Tortuga anymore.
"Oh my God, no," she whispered hoarsely, sitting up. "Not here... not again..."
She was in her cabin on the Black Pearl.
"Sparrow!" she shouted, storming out of bed and to the door. It wasn't locked.
She stormed out on deck, and up to the wheel. The crew watched her as she streaked past them and stopped next to Jack, who was leaning on the wheel.
"Tar-" he began, flashing her a big grin.
SMACK.
Tara plunged her fist into his face. He staggered back, blood pouring out of his nose.
"Jeez," he murmured, "I remember a time when yer used to just slap me."
She thrust her fist at him again but he caught her wrist.
"Don't mess with me, Tara," he breathed.
"Don't mess with you?" she screeched. "Who in God's name do you think you are?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow, luv," he said, inclining his head slightly.
She drove her other fist into his stomach. He doubled up in pain, and dropped her other wrist. She felt a streak of victory, but then he had grabbed both of her arms and slung her roughly over his shoulder. She screamed as he carried her to his own cabin, dumped her on the bed, and closed the door. She glared up at him.
He produced his pistol and pointed it at her. "Don't even think about flying at me again, luv."
"You're a bastard," she whispered. "You're a bastard! What do you think gives you the right to kidnap me?"
"Pirate."
She turned her head away to hide the tears running down her face. She jerked as she felt him touch her shoulder.
"I did it for yer own good," he said, sitting down beside her, tucking the pistol away. "This way yer pa can't hurt yer."
"But you can. Twisting my mind, like you always do!"
"I love you. Nothing could be less twisted, luv."
"You killed my mother."
He sighed. Then he grabbed both of her hands and tied her to the bedpost before she could even protest.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I can't have yer running around me ship like a madwoman," he shrugged. "I'll talk to yer later, when yer've cooled off."
With that he left.
"Oh my God, no," she whispered hoarsely, sitting up. "Not here... not again..."
She was in her cabin on the Black Pearl.
"Sparrow!" she shouted, storming out of bed and to the door. It wasn't locked.
She stormed out on deck, and up to the wheel. The crew watched her as she streaked past them and stopped next to Jack, who was leaning on the wheel.
"Tar-" he began, flashing her a big grin.
SMACK.
Tara plunged her fist into his face. He staggered back, blood pouring out of his nose.
"Jeez," he murmured, "I remember a time when yer used to just slap me."
She thrust her fist at him again but he caught her wrist.
"Don't mess with me, Tara," he breathed.
"Don't mess with you?" she screeched. "Who in God's name do you think you are?"
"Captain Jack Sparrow, luv," he said, inclining his head slightly.
She drove her other fist into his stomach. He doubled up in pain, and dropped her other wrist. She felt a streak of victory, but then he had grabbed both of her arms and slung her roughly over his shoulder. She screamed as he carried her to his own cabin, dumped her on the bed, and closed the door. She glared up at him.
He produced his pistol and pointed it at her. "Don't even think about flying at me again, luv."
"You're a bastard," she whispered. "You're a bastard! What do you think gives you the right to kidnap me?"
"Pirate."
She turned her head away to hide the tears running down her face. She jerked as she felt him touch her shoulder.
"I did it for yer own good," he said, sitting down beside her, tucking the pistol away. "This way yer pa can't hurt yer."
"But you can. Twisting my mind, like you always do!"
"I love you. Nothing could be less twisted, luv."
"You killed my mother."
He sighed. Then he grabbed both of her hands and tied her to the bedpost before she could even protest.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I can't have yer running around me ship like a madwoman," he shrugged. "I'll talk to yer later, when yer've cooled off."
With that he left.