Fiona sat cross-legged on the bed with Jack sitting across from her
watching closely as she cut off the remaining piece of string from her
needle.
"Doesn't that hurt?" Jack asked amazed at how well she was dealing with the pain she was inducing.
Fiona nodded and bit her lip as she handed him back the small mirror he'd let her borrow. "You get used to pain in my line of work," She assured wiping the blood off her hands onto her jacket.
"So then," Jack said clearing his throat. "What was that black box?" He asked leaning in closer to her.
"Wait, I need to ask some things to alright?" She asked beginning to unzip the jacket.
"So why don't we play twenty questions, you ask a question than I get to ask a question. Okay?"
Jack's eyes bulged as she took it off to reveal a thin white shirt with a light green tint behind it along with scars, cuts and bruises.
"So is that a yes?" Fiona asked suddenly becoming a little self-conscious as he stared at her chest.
"Can you find them?" She asked looking down at her white halter, which she realized, had spurts of blood on it.
"Come again?" Jack asked snapping out of his little daydream and diverting his attention back to her face.
"Where am I exactly?" She asked a little nervously.
Jack grinned and folded his arms. "Your on the Black Pearl luv, er, I mean Sergeant." He said correcting himself.
Fiona began to laugh again and then become serious. "No really,"
Jack frowned. What did she mean really?
Fiona stared at Jack, as his facial expression remained clueless. Than the realization hit her and she rolled over and groaned. "Oh God,"
Jack watched interested as she began mumbling indecipherable things under her breath. 'And people call me insane,' He thought with a grin.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Fiona said over and over again trying to figure out what was going on while keeping herself at a modest distance away from the Captain.
"Is something the matter?" Jack asked after a few moments of her mumbling, gently grapping her arm.
Fiona sat straight up and wriggled her arm out of his grasp. "Yes something is the matter! I'm stuck on a bloody pirate ship in a world created by Disney with a pirate that looks just like Johnny Depp!"
Jack sat there utterly confused. Not only did he wonder who this Disney was, but also this Johnny Depp fellow, and her voice and her accent both completely changed. She sounded more Irish just then.
"Alright now Sergeant, I'm totally confused about what you just said and anything else you've said but for now I'm just going to ask why the hell your voice suddenly changed.
Fiona sighed and ruffled her short hair in thought. "My families Irish, everyone in my family speaks in an Irish accent, but I only do when I'm either really pisssed off or stressed okay and that was one of my stressed out moments get it?"
Jack nodded and stretched. "Now, what was that black box?"
"Wait I get to ask a question," Fiona disagreed.
"You just did," He said with a grin. "You asked if I understood."
"Fine," Fiona said with a sigh leaning back onto the mattress and rubbing her eyes. Her three-day sleep deprivation was starting to get to her. "It's a radio," She began trying to think of how to properly explain it.
"A radio," Jack repeated after her slowly. Fiona almost smiled, he sounded like a monkey trying to talk. "And what does it do?" He asked after a moment, storing that name in his brain.
"It transmits messages to another radio within a select number of miles." She tried to explain in the simplest way she could.
"What kind of messages?"
"Any kind, see," She said sitting back up and trying to think of how to explain it. "There's a small lever on it, you press it and speak into the part where there's lines in the black box. Anything you want to say you can, and the person with the other radio can hear you and reply back by doing the same thing you just did got it?" Fiona explained rubbing her forehead.
"Yes I do," Jack said understanding that much. "Tired?" He asked with a laugh as she fell onto him at the sudden jolt of the ship.
"Sorry, sorry," She apologized backing away from him, grabbing her jacket and putting it back on so he wouldn't see all the scars on her body.
"What else did you want to know?" She asked blinking a few times trying not to yawn.
"Well, as of now nothing because I'm tired and I need to sleep. So if you'd be so kind as to follow me back down to the infirmary I'd be happy to relive you of this interrogation for a few hours." He said getting up and going over to the door.
Fiona followed gratefully as he led her out of the cabin. Though she slipped her gun back in her pocket as she passed.
Jack smiled to himself as he came out with Fiona right behind him and the few crewmates that were up on board stared at them. He knew what they were thinking and he couldn't help but think that she'd kick his ass if he tried anything.
"Sergeant I have to ask," He said opening the cell and gripping the keys, a grin playing on his face.
"Yes Captain," Fiona said going in and sitting down on the floor, just deciding that she could sleep on all the stuff swirling around in her head.
"Are you supposed to have more of the male characteristics or is that a personal preference?"
Fiona turned her head and smiled at him. "You're the Captain, you figure it out,"
"Right, well goodnight," Jack said turning and going back up the stairs. He was going to sleep, just then he remembered the radio and went back to pick it up to see Fiona already sprawled out on the cell floor asleep.
'Now that is one strange woman,' He thought with a shrug picking up the box and heading back up to his cabin.
***
A/N: Well, hello to you readers!!!
Rory4, hon, I'm not done with that story yet. My editor has the rest of the chapters that I wrote so I cant post them. But thanx for reading and reviewing this, I appreciate it very much!
KrispyApple, well its nice to know there are other people out there who appreciate women-kicking ass. Which is just Fiona's gonna do sometime soon. Thanx for being nice to me in your review!!
HOPE YOU ALL HAD A NICE HOLIDAY AND I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL NEW YEARS!!!!!!
Also if you think the Captain's off, which he more than likely is, let me know please. I'd like to make this the real Captain Sparrow!
"Doesn't that hurt?" Jack asked amazed at how well she was dealing with the pain she was inducing.
Fiona nodded and bit her lip as she handed him back the small mirror he'd let her borrow. "You get used to pain in my line of work," She assured wiping the blood off her hands onto her jacket.
"So then," Jack said clearing his throat. "What was that black box?" He asked leaning in closer to her.
"Wait, I need to ask some things to alright?" She asked beginning to unzip the jacket.
"So why don't we play twenty questions, you ask a question than I get to ask a question. Okay?"
Jack's eyes bulged as she took it off to reveal a thin white shirt with a light green tint behind it along with scars, cuts and bruises.
"So is that a yes?" Fiona asked suddenly becoming a little self-conscious as he stared at her chest.
"Can you find them?" She asked looking down at her white halter, which she realized, had spurts of blood on it.
"Come again?" Jack asked snapping out of his little daydream and diverting his attention back to her face.
"Where am I exactly?" She asked a little nervously.
Jack grinned and folded his arms. "Your on the Black Pearl luv, er, I mean Sergeant." He said correcting himself.
Fiona began to laugh again and then become serious. "No really,"
Jack frowned. What did she mean really?
Fiona stared at Jack, as his facial expression remained clueless. Than the realization hit her and she rolled over and groaned. "Oh God,"
Jack watched interested as she began mumbling indecipherable things under her breath. 'And people call me insane,' He thought with a grin.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God," Fiona said over and over again trying to figure out what was going on while keeping herself at a modest distance away from the Captain.
"Is something the matter?" Jack asked after a few moments of her mumbling, gently grapping her arm.
Fiona sat straight up and wriggled her arm out of his grasp. "Yes something is the matter! I'm stuck on a bloody pirate ship in a world created by Disney with a pirate that looks just like Johnny Depp!"
Jack sat there utterly confused. Not only did he wonder who this Disney was, but also this Johnny Depp fellow, and her voice and her accent both completely changed. She sounded more Irish just then.
"Alright now Sergeant, I'm totally confused about what you just said and anything else you've said but for now I'm just going to ask why the hell your voice suddenly changed.
Fiona sighed and ruffled her short hair in thought. "My families Irish, everyone in my family speaks in an Irish accent, but I only do when I'm either really pisssed off or stressed okay and that was one of my stressed out moments get it?"
Jack nodded and stretched. "Now, what was that black box?"
"Wait I get to ask a question," Fiona disagreed.
"You just did," He said with a grin. "You asked if I understood."
"Fine," Fiona said with a sigh leaning back onto the mattress and rubbing her eyes. Her three-day sleep deprivation was starting to get to her. "It's a radio," She began trying to think of how to properly explain it.
"A radio," Jack repeated after her slowly. Fiona almost smiled, he sounded like a monkey trying to talk. "And what does it do?" He asked after a moment, storing that name in his brain.
"It transmits messages to another radio within a select number of miles." She tried to explain in the simplest way she could.
"What kind of messages?"
"Any kind, see," She said sitting back up and trying to think of how to explain it. "There's a small lever on it, you press it and speak into the part where there's lines in the black box. Anything you want to say you can, and the person with the other radio can hear you and reply back by doing the same thing you just did got it?" Fiona explained rubbing her forehead.
"Yes I do," Jack said understanding that much. "Tired?" He asked with a laugh as she fell onto him at the sudden jolt of the ship.
"Sorry, sorry," She apologized backing away from him, grabbing her jacket and putting it back on so he wouldn't see all the scars on her body.
"What else did you want to know?" She asked blinking a few times trying not to yawn.
"Well, as of now nothing because I'm tired and I need to sleep. So if you'd be so kind as to follow me back down to the infirmary I'd be happy to relive you of this interrogation for a few hours." He said getting up and going over to the door.
Fiona followed gratefully as he led her out of the cabin. Though she slipped her gun back in her pocket as she passed.
Jack smiled to himself as he came out with Fiona right behind him and the few crewmates that were up on board stared at them. He knew what they were thinking and he couldn't help but think that she'd kick his ass if he tried anything.
"Sergeant I have to ask," He said opening the cell and gripping the keys, a grin playing on his face.
"Yes Captain," Fiona said going in and sitting down on the floor, just deciding that she could sleep on all the stuff swirling around in her head.
"Are you supposed to have more of the male characteristics or is that a personal preference?"
Fiona turned her head and smiled at him. "You're the Captain, you figure it out,"
"Right, well goodnight," Jack said turning and going back up the stairs. He was going to sleep, just then he remembered the radio and went back to pick it up to see Fiona already sprawled out on the cell floor asleep.
'Now that is one strange woman,' He thought with a shrug picking up the box and heading back up to his cabin.
***
A/N: Well, hello to you readers!!!
Rory4, hon, I'm not done with that story yet. My editor has the rest of the chapters that I wrote so I cant post them. But thanx for reading and reviewing this, I appreciate it very much!
KrispyApple, well its nice to know there are other people out there who appreciate women-kicking ass. Which is just Fiona's gonna do sometime soon. Thanx for being nice to me in your review!!
HOPE YOU ALL HAD A NICE HOLIDAY AND I HOPE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL NEW YEARS!!!!!!
Also if you think the Captain's off, which he more than likely is, let me know please. I'd like to make this the real Captain Sparrow!