A/N: Yes I am starting another POTC ff. My other one is on pause until
someone can fix my disc. So anyways, here it is. My Cap'n/ You fic. Well
not really as I don't plan on it for being a romance, it's more like how
you two would react to each other if you were thrown in this situation.
Also it's not a 1st person fic but anyways. Hope you enjoy!!
"Hailon we need to get-" The voice was cut short by an explosion from behind sending them diving for cover. "Medic!" Someone screamed from the other side of the building sending Fiona scrambling up from the debris. "Cover me!" She screamed at her commanding officer who nodded and began firing a she ran to where the cry came from. "Hailon what the hell are you doing?" Someone asked as she ran by.
"My job!" She yelled hiding behind a pillar as gunshots whizzed by her. Shaking her head to get the dust out of her eyes she scanned the ground for a body. "Do you see him?" Her officer asked from where he still lay on the ground giving her cover fire. "Affirmative!" She yelled. "On three!" He yelled and Fiona took a deep breath as she counted to herself. "One, two three."
"GO!" He cried and began to fire on the group of Iraqis that were firing at her. Fiona immediately dashed to the figure. As soon as she caught sight if it again however, the familiar whizzing of a PCP ran past her ear and hit the ceiling above her, sending it crumbling down on top of her.
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"Cap'n, you'd better have a look at this," O'Brian said over his shoulder as a figure suddenly appeared on the deck below him. Jack sighed and reluctantly left the helm. "What is it?" He asked his crewmate striding over and looking in the direction the man was.
Jack didn't need a response; he could see that a dusty figure was lying sprawled out on his deck. "Where did that come from?" He asked squinting his eyes to see it better. "I don't know, it just appeared on the deck a few seconds ago." O'Brian told him. Jack looked at the man skeptically but knew that he had been down there not too long ago and that hadn't been there. Thinking for a minute he decided to take a better look for himself.
Jack glided down the stairs expecting the person to wake up. As he got closer he could tell the figure was more feminine though the clothes made it hard to distinguish the gender. The clothes were something he'd never seen before, they were very baggy were green with a bunch of other earth toned colored shapes on them. 'Odd boots too,' He remarked to himself taking a look at her shoes. They were black, flat and had a bunch of strings on them.
He stood looming over her for a minute, examining her. Looking at the face he could see that this was defiantly a woman. "Wake up," He said, nothing happened. "Wake up lass." He said again lightly kicking her arm. Again nothing. 'Where did she come from?' He wondered bending down and taking off the hat she wore.
It read Hailon across the front. 'Must be her name,' He figured although completely puzzled and curious and looked down at her face again to see blood start to trickle to the side of her face from a gash on her forehead.
Jack thought for a moment about her short hair and wondered if she was purposefully trying to disguise herself a man. 'Did a pretty good job of it,' He thought. "Cap'n," O' Brian said from where he still stood. "What'll we do with her?"
Jack contemplated on that for a second. "Take her down to the brig," He decided. 'I'll have a talk to her when she wakes up,' He was about to turn and walk away with the hat when a whirring noise came from somewhere on her. He was immediately drawn to her pants, which had large pockets that seemed bulky. He bent down over her and ripped them open to find a black rectangular box looking device that the sound was coming from.
"Now what is this?" He asked to himself aloud then set it down next to him and took out everything else and looked in the others to find what appeared to be two guns, some smaller black box objects, a journal, and what looked like some small cannon balls with a metal string at the top.
"Well take her below," He told Smith and O'Brian getting back up as they came up behind him. Jack quickly put all the objects into the hat and decided to take a better look at these in his quarters.
"Would you like this also Cap'n?" Smith asked holding up a bag that was lying next to her. "That I would," He said taking the bag from him and motioned for them to take her away. "And when your done O'Brian take over the helm."
O'Brian nodded his head. 'Whoever this woman is, she's defiantly prepared.' He thought wryly stalking off to his cabin with his newfound treasures.
***
"Hailon we need to get-" The voice was cut short by an explosion from behind sending them diving for cover. "Medic!" Someone screamed from the other side of the building sending Fiona scrambling up from the debris. "Cover me!" She screamed at her commanding officer who nodded and began firing a she ran to where the cry came from. "Hailon what the hell are you doing?" Someone asked as she ran by.
"My job!" She yelled hiding behind a pillar as gunshots whizzed by her. Shaking her head to get the dust out of her eyes she scanned the ground for a body. "Do you see him?" Her officer asked from where he still lay on the ground giving her cover fire. "Affirmative!" She yelled. "On three!" He yelled and Fiona took a deep breath as she counted to herself. "One, two three."
"GO!" He cried and began to fire on the group of Iraqis that were firing at her. Fiona immediately dashed to the figure. As soon as she caught sight if it again however, the familiar whizzing of a PCP ran past her ear and hit the ceiling above her, sending it crumbling down on top of her.
***
"Cap'n, you'd better have a look at this," O'Brian said over his shoulder as a figure suddenly appeared on the deck below him. Jack sighed and reluctantly left the helm. "What is it?" He asked his crewmate striding over and looking in the direction the man was.
Jack didn't need a response; he could see that a dusty figure was lying sprawled out on his deck. "Where did that come from?" He asked squinting his eyes to see it better. "I don't know, it just appeared on the deck a few seconds ago." O'Brian told him. Jack looked at the man skeptically but knew that he had been down there not too long ago and that hadn't been there. Thinking for a minute he decided to take a better look for himself.
Jack glided down the stairs expecting the person to wake up. As he got closer he could tell the figure was more feminine though the clothes made it hard to distinguish the gender. The clothes were something he'd never seen before, they were very baggy were green with a bunch of other earth toned colored shapes on them. 'Odd boots too,' He remarked to himself taking a look at her shoes. They were black, flat and had a bunch of strings on them.
He stood looming over her for a minute, examining her. Looking at the face he could see that this was defiantly a woman. "Wake up," He said, nothing happened. "Wake up lass." He said again lightly kicking her arm. Again nothing. 'Where did she come from?' He wondered bending down and taking off the hat she wore.
It read Hailon across the front. 'Must be her name,' He figured although completely puzzled and curious and looked down at her face again to see blood start to trickle to the side of her face from a gash on her forehead.
Jack thought for a moment about her short hair and wondered if she was purposefully trying to disguise herself a man. 'Did a pretty good job of it,' He thought. "Cap'n," O' Brian said from where he still stood. "What'll we do with her?"
Jack contemplated on that for a second. "Take her down to the brig," He decided. 'I'll have a talk to her when she wakes up,' He was about to turn and walk away with the hat when a whirring noise came from somewhere on her. He was immediately drawn to her pants, which had large pockets that seemed bulky. He bent down over her and ripped them open to find a black rectangular box looking device that the sound was coming from.
"Now what is this?" He asked to himself aloud then set it down next to him and took out everything else and looked in the others to find what appeared to be two guns, some smaller black box objects, a journal, and what looked like some small cannon balls with a metal string at the top.
"Well take her below," He told Smith and O'Brian getting back up as they came up behind him. Jack quickly put all the objects into the hat and decided to take a better look at these in his quarters.
"Would you like this also Cap'n?" Smith asked holding up a bag that was lying next to her. "That I would," He said taking the bag from him and motioned for them to take her away. "And when your done O'Brian take over the helm."
O'Brian nodded his head. 'Whoever this woman is, she's defiantly prepared.' He thought wryly stalking off to his cabin with his newfound treasures.
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