A/N: Thanks for the reviews from the last chapter! School is wrapped up so hopefully I'll be updating much faster... I might also start another story, but that is yet to be determined... PLEASE R&R!! Enjoy!!
Chapter 11: Welcome to the Black Pearl
"Throw down the ropes!" Jack called up to the men on the deck of the Black Pearl. Two thick ropes flew down to him and Juliet, both sitting in the rowboat. Jack stood up and took hold of a rope and then motioned for Juliet to get up too. She also stood and grabbed the other rope, and was about to call for them to lift her up, when Jack pulled the rope out of her hands.
"Jules, you are hardly in the condition to be swinging around on a rope." He looked at her, attempting a stern, fatherly glare, but only succeeded in getting her to bite her lip trying to abstain from laughter. She grabbed the rope back and called up to the men.
"Do you remember me, gentlemen?" Some nodded, some just looked at her, horrified, because she had blatantly disobeyed their captain. "Well," she continued, while raising her eyebrows and playfully eyeballing the men on the deck, " Since I am in no condition to be swinging around on ropes by myself, I would appreciate it if you could haul me up there!"
After a few minutes of silence and questioning looks exchanged between the crew members, Cotton stepped forward resolutely and pulled the rope up, hoisting Juliet towards the top of the ship. As she reached the rail, Cotton reached over it and carefully pulled her aboard. She stumbled on to the deck, then quickly regained her balance and looked over the crowd that was assembled around her. Juliet turned to Cotton and placed her hand on his shoulder, smiling kindly.
"Thank you, Mr. Cotton," she said as her gaze drifted to the rest of the crew. Finally, the man she was searching for emerged from the mass. "Gibbs!" she squealed as she ran and threw her arms around said gentleman, who was also the only father-figure she had ever known.
"Hello, Jules," Gibbs spoke softly into her ear as she hugged him. Jack clambered onto the deck, having climbed up the rope on his own, since the entire crew was occupied with staring at Juliet. He grinned as he watched the way the men stared at her, remembering the way she used to be "one of the guys" years ago. Obviously, she wasn't one of the guys at the moment, and also obviously, the men would once again need to be taught a lesson about the way they would treat a woman aboard his ship. But he would leave that to Juliet. He opened his mouth, ready to make a snide remark to Juliet and the entire crew. But before he could speak, Anamaria emerged from the crowd and did it for him.
"You're here one bloody minute and the entire crew is already staring at your arse," she commented as she strode over to Juliet. Juliet turned around swiftly with her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.
"Anamaria," she acknowledged dryly. The two stared each other down and kept their eyes locked silently for what seemed to the crew an eternity. Then they both began to laugh heartily and joined in a friendly embrace. The crew looked partially relieved, partially confused, and partially disappointed. Juliet and Anamaria were known to have had heated arguments from time to time, and sometimes take them to physical levels, when Juliet had last been a member of the crew. This, of course, always entertained many of the men until Jack and Gibbs intervened and separated the two.
"It really is bad luck havin' women aboard, Cap'n," Gibbs would always say after these arguments, "No matter how much entertainment they may be, they're bad luck. No good comes from 'em. None a'tall." However, like most women, they would apologize within a few days, and go back to being the best of friends.
Jack was not entirely satisfied with the reaction Anamaria's comments received, so he added his own.
"So, when you're all done staring at her arse, I'd appreciate it if you got back to work." All Jack saw were blank stares and blushing cheeks upon the members of his crew, but no signs of movement. "On deck, ye scabrous dogs!" he yelled in his usual clear-the-crowd fashion.
The crew regained their composure and returned to their positions, with Anamaria taking control of the helm. Jack and Juliet were left standing in the middle of the deck, with Juliet's one bag at her feet.
"Now that that's all cleared up," Jack said as he turned on his heel, motioning for Juliet to follow him, "I'd appreciate if you would follow me orders, luv. Otherwise, I could always turn the ship around. Keep in mind, also, that there are no terms as of yet as to how long you'll be aboard the Pearl. You wouldn't want to spoil your chances before you've even learned of them. Savvy?"
Juliet had picked up her bag and followed Jack, but carefully considered the truth behind his words before responding. She knew he would never turn the ship behind and leave her to return to the work he knew she was doing, but he was capable of treating her badly, though she didn't think he would. However, her habit of saying exactly what was on her mind made itself apparent through her response.
"Could your ego be any larger, Sparrow?" she said as they reached the door to his cabin, "Remember that I know things about you that you wouldn't want other people to know." She brought herself up on her tip-toes so that she was on his level. "You have no more power over me than I do over you, and you know it. You can't control me." Juliet poked her finger at his chest as she spoke those last few words to emphasize her point.
Jack grinned as he looked down at Juliet's dancing eyes. Slight anger, obvious humor, and threat were waltzing together in her ice blue orbs. She looked up at him and raised her eyebrows, waiting for a response, as he opened the door to his cabin.
Juliet looked around and noticed that this time the bed was the only place to sleep, but she held in her comments. She placed her bag on the bed and sat down on the corner of it.
Jack smiled and turned to head back to the deck, but first, he looked back at her.
"Welcome back, Jules."
With that he smoothly strode out of sight. Of course, his stride was never actually smooth, since he was always somewhat tipsy, but by his standards, that happened to be a very smooth stride.
A/N: I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW. It took me forever and now its short. My apologies, my dears. I promise the next chap will be longer ;] on to review thanks....
Deyna Ian Bloom: You'll just have to wait and see. But I promise you, it will be very dramatic and WOAH. lol. I have the whole scene planned out in my head already, so not to worry, it should be pretty good ;] thanks so much for keeping up with the story!!!! Cookies for you!!
CaptainLadyScarlet: Thanks for starting to read it! I know its long but I hope you continue because the plot gets better as it goes lol. And I do love Romeo and Juliet. ;]
Chapter 11: Welcome to the Black Pearl
"Throw down the ropes!" Jack called up to the men on the deck of the Black Pearl. Two thick ropes flew down to him and Juliet, both sitting in the rowboat. Jack stood up and took hold of a rope and then motioned for Juliet to get up too. She also stood and grabbed the other rope, and was about to call for them to lift her up, when Jack pulled the rope out of her hands.
"Jules, you are hardly in the condition to be swinging around on a rope." He looked at her, attempting a stern, fatherly glare, but only succeeded in getting her to bite her lip trying to abstain from laughter. She grabbed the rope back and called up to the men.
"Do you remember me, gentlemen?" Some nodded, some just looked at her, horrified, because she had blatantly disobeyed their captain. "Well," she continued, while raising her eyebrows and playfully eyeballing the men on the deck, " Since I am in no condition to be swinging around on ropes by myself, I would appreciate it if you could haul me up there!"
After a few minutes of silence and questioning looks exchanged between the crew members, Cotton stepped forward resolutely and pulled the rope up, hoisting Juliet towards the top of the ship. As she reached the rail, Cotton reached over it and carefully pulled her aboard. She stumbled on to the deck, then quickly regained her balance and looked over the crowd that was assembled around her. Juliet turned to Cotton and placed her hand on his shoulder, smiling kindly.
"Thank you, Mr. Cotton," she said as her gaze drifted to the rest of the crew. Finally, the man she was searching for emerged from the mass. "Gibbs!" she squealed as she ran and threw her arms around said gentleman, who was also the only father-figure she had ever known.
"Hello, Jules," Gibbs spoke softly into her ear as she hugged him. Jack clambered onto the deck, having climbed up the rope on his own, since the entire crew was occupied with staring at Juliet. He grinned as he watched the way the men stared at her, remembering the way she used to be "one of the guys" years ago. Obviously, she wasn't one of the guys at the moment, and also obviously, the men would once again need to be taught a lesson about the way they would treat a woman aboard his ship. But he would leave that to Juliet. He opened his mouth, ready to make a snide remark to Juliet and the entire crew. But before he could speak, Anamaria emerged from the crowd and did it for him.
"You're here one bloody minute and the entire crew is already staring at your arse," she commented as she strode over to Juliet. Juliet turned around swiftly with her eyes narrowed and her lips pursed.
"Anamaria," she acknowledged dryly. The two stared each other down and kept their eyes locked silently for what seemed to the crew an eternity. Then they both began to laugh heartily and joined in a friendly embrace. The crew looked partially relieved, partially confused, and partially disappointed. Juliet and Anamaria were known to have had heated arguments from time to time, and sometimes take them to physical levels, when Juliet had last been a member of the crew. This, of course, always entertained many of the men until Jack and Gibbs intervened and separated the two.
"It really is bad luck havin' women aboard, Cap'n," Gibbs would always say after these arguments, "No matter how much entertainment they may be, they're bad luck. No good comes from 'em. None a'tall." However, like most women, they would apologize within a few days, and go back to being the best of friends.
Jack was not entirely satisfied with the reaction Anamaria's comments received, so he added his own.
"So, when you're all done staring at her arse, I'd appreciate it if you got back to work." All Jack saw were blank stares and blushing cheeks upon the members of his crew, but no signs of movement. "On deck, ye scabrous dogs!" he yelled in his usual clear-the-crowd fashion.
The crew regained their composure and returned to their positions, with Anamaria taking control of the helm. Jack and Juliet were left standing in the middle of the deck, with Juliet's one bag at her feet.
"Now that that's all cleared up," Jack said as he turned on his heel, motioning for Juliet to follow him, "I'd appreciate if you would follow me orders, luv. Otherwise, I could always turn the ship around. Keep in mind, also, that there are no terms as of yet as to how long you'll be aboard the Pearl. You wouldn't want to spoil your chances before you've even learned of them. Savvy?"
Juliet had picked up her bag and followed Jack, but carefully considered the truth behind his words before responding. She knew he would never turn the ship behind and leave her to return to the work he knew she was doing, but he was capable of treating her badly, though she didn't think he would. However, her habit of saying exactly what was on her mind made itself apparent through her response.
"Could your ego be any larger, Sparrow?" she said as they reached the door to his cabin, "Remember that I know things about you that you wouldn't want other people to know." She brought herself up on her tip-toes so that she was on his level. "You have no more power over me than I do over you, and you know it. You can't control me." Juliet poked her finger at his chest as she spoke those last few words to emphasize her point.
Jack grinned as he looked down at Juliet's dancing eyes. Slight anger, obvious humor, and threat were waltzing together in her ice blue orbs. She looked up at him and raised her eyebrows, waiting for a response, as he opened the door to his cabin.
Juliet looked around and noticed that this time the bed was the only place to sleep, but she held in her comments. She placed her bag on the bed and sat down on the corner of it.
Jack smiled and turned to head back to the deck, but first, he looked back at her.
"Welcome back, Jules."
With that he smoothly strode out of sight. Of course, his stride was never actually smooth, since he was always somewhat tipsy, but by his standards, that happened to be a very smooth stride.
A/N: I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW. It took me forever and now its short. My apologies, my dears. I promise the next chap will be longer ;] on to review thanks....
Deyna Ian Bloom: You'll just have to wait and see. But I promise you, it will be very dramatic and WOAH. lol. I have the whole scene planned out in my head already, so not to worry, it should be pretty good ;] thanks so much for keeping up with the story!!!! Cookies for you!!
CaptainLadyScarlet: Thanks for starting to read it! I know its long but I hope you continue because the plot gets better as it goes lol. And I do love Romeo and Juliet. ;]