So I went back to the parents and that section is actually pretty
long (it's after the kid stuff for once). You just gotta love Ana (I
finally gave her something to say!) even though she's verbally abusing Jack
(somewhat.)
***
Tori found Reph in the cabin in which the crew slept. She was slightly surprised to find him here as he was normally helping on deck or at least doing something active. She raised her eyebrows seeing him sitting on his bed, reading. "Didn't know ya knew how ta read," she commented as she crossed over to him.
He looked up and frowned as though she had insulted him. She hadn't meant to: most the crew didn't even know the alphabet past "A". "I learned not ta long ago," he told her.
"From who?"
"Lyra."
This didn't surprise Tori. Lyra was easily the most educated person on the ship and after Tori, was the person most seen with Reph. "What are ya readin'?"
Tori reached out her hand to look at the cover. Reph quickly pushed it away. "Nothin'," he said, hastily.
This made Tori slightly suspicious, but she didn't like to pry so she dropped it. "I got a bad splinter in my hand," she explained, "I was wonderin' if ya could take it out?"
Reph raised his eyebrows. "Why didn't ya ask Lyra?"
Now it was Tori's turn to conceal something. "Oh, she... I couldn't find her."
"Hmm... let me see."
Tori held out her hand and Reph inspected it closely. He ran his finger alone the spot where was closest to the surface of her skin. She flinched. Reph took a very small pocketknife from his belt and looked at her. "This may hurt a bit."
She nodded. He gently took the razor-sharp knife and eased it under her skin, carefully. She closed her eyes and let him work on it. After a few minutes, she felt a searing pain and bit her lip to stop from crying out. Even so, a shoft moan of pain escaped her lips. "Got it."
She opened her eyes and found Reph holding the now somewhat bloody chip of wood. Her hand was bleeding. "Sorry about that," he hastily produced a handkerchief from his pocket, "It was the only way ta remove it."
"I don't mind."
He finished tying the cloth around Tori's hand and looked up. Their eyes met for a moment. Tori realized that until now, things had been going almost how they used to be without Reph making any moves towards her. She looked away and jumped up quickly. "I really need ta help out on deck," she lied.
Unfortunately, this didn't work. "Why da ya always try ta avoid me unless ya need somethin', Tor?" Reph asked, softly.
She'd already been kissed by Nick which more than she could handle. She didn't need the affections of Reph piled on at the moment. "I'll see ya later," she started towards the door.
"Tor," Reph called after her.
She couldn't pretend like she didn't hear. She stopped a few feet from the door and her freedom and turned around. "What?"
"I'm sorry for the other day," Reph called, "I didn't mean ta say that. I just think ya shouldn't trust Nick so much. Pirates are the only ones who will ever understand pirates and he's not one. Ya never know when he could betray ya ta officials or worse. I don't think ya should be so friendly ta him."
Tori went numb with the suggestion that Nick might turn on them. "I think I can choose my friends for myself, thanks," she said rather coldly and walked from the room, refusing to turn back for anything.
Once outside, she realized Reph was making a good point despite the fact that she didn't want to believe it. She hadn't trusted Nick at all when she had first met him and she had expected Reph was feeling the same way now. Was it possible that Nick had corrupted her with his charm and now that he had, meant to lead her blindly into some trap? Again, she forced herself to use Reph a contradiction. Reph was really the practiced lady-charmer. She knew very well that his history was nearly as bad as Jack's before Ana. Why then would she be able to resist him and yet fall for Nick who had no charm whatsoever and who probably had never talked to a female except for his mother? It just didn't fit.
And then again, she thought about how Nick had been splitting up her relationship with Reph since he came on this ship. True, their friendship had started to fail after Reph hit puberty and laid new eyes on Tori but it hadn't disintegrated this fast before. However, Nick seemed blind to any going-ons between Reph and Tori so how could he be doing anything to make it worse. Anything he was doing, such as changing Tori's feelings, was completely unintended or if it was it was only to make her feelings towards him stronger.
And there was one of the pirate's code to consider. One of the rules was never to trust anyone with a social status higher than your own which for pirates was practically everyone. "But the pirate's code is more like guidelines anyway," Tori grumbled. Then she quickly thought of how Jack and Anamaria had trusted Will and Elizabeth and decided that the pirate's code didn't really have much of a hold on that topic.
Even so, it was too late to ignore the subject. Reph had planted the seed of suspicion in her mind and she wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to completely trust Nick again.
***
Jack looked at Barbossa's doctor in distaste. He was a grizzly old man who looked so frail that he might collapse any moment. "Where is the patient?"
His voice was horse. He fumbled for a moment in his pocket and pulled out a pair of spectacles. Jack noticed, with grim satisfaction, that if he had only beat Barbossa one thing it would be having a better doctor which wasn't exactly helping him any at the moment. "In there," Jack pointed to Will and Elizabeth's cell.
"Ah yes," the doctor pulled out a ring of keys, which immediately made Jack think up hundreds of wild escape ideas and unlocked the door.
Elizabeth was standing there, tears still running down her face in gallons. She was holding Will with the protectiveness of a loin to her cub. Jack thought for a moment to warn doctor but then decided against it. If Elizabeth thought the doctor wasn't doing anything good for Will then there wouldn't be any need to stop her from attacking him. And seeing how this man was so small, he wouldn't have any chances against Elizabeth's stubbornness. As he approached Will, Elizabeth eyed him rather coldly.
The doctor stopped. He'd taken the clue. "May I see the patient?" he asked, in his raspy voice.
Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, and then moved away from Will, gently letting him down into the floor. She hovered over as the doctor examined Will. "He hasn't lost a great deal of blood," he murmured, peering closely at Will, "The cut is not too deep- definitely not the work of a sword."
Jack lost some of his suspicion about the doctor as he continued muttering and finally produced a bandage from a bag which he was carrying. He wrapped it tightly and carefully around Will's head so that he slightly resembled a mummy. Finally the doctor gave a nod. "As long as this stops the flow, he should be alright. If he comes around in two or three hours then he'll live for sure. Any longer than that and I may have to operate on him, though I confess that a ship is not the best place to do it. Maybe if that is so, I shall inform Captain Barbossa that this man needs a steady place to be operated on and tell him to dock."
He found Jack's pistol pointing at his head. "Ya are not ta inform Barbossa that Turner is ill in any way," Jack growled.
The doctor looked extremely startled. "What do you want?" he squeaked.
Jack was holding the pistol from the other cell, his arm extended into Elizabeth and Will's as far as possible but he still had a firm grip on the trigger. "I already told ya. Ya will not tell Barbossa anythin' 'bout this visit unless ya want ta be shot."
"I.. I.. won't," the doctor stuttered.
"Swear ta god and everythin' ya hold important?" Jack asked.
"Aye," the doctor nodded, rather stiffly.
Elizabeth thought she heard his neck creak. "Very well," Jack's black eyes were unreadable, "Leave us now. We have no further need of ya."
He lowered his pistol slowly. The doctor grabbed his bag and left as fast as possible. Jack grinned at the tottering old man, running as if his life depended on it. Anamaria didn't look so amused. "Ya let him go, ya idiot," she cried and slapped Jack across the face.
"Ouch!" Jack massaged his cheek, "I didn't deserve that one, luv."
"Ya did!" Ana's eyes were flashing, a sure sign that she was going into a temper, "He had the keys! We could 'ave escaped."
Jack shook his head. He looked genuinely serious. "Will already tried that and look what happened. Ya have ta face it, luv: we're outnumbered."
Ana narrowed her eyes. "Ya've got a pistol (which ya conveniently forgot ta tell us about). What more do we need?"
Jack bit his lip. "I stole this pistol from Barbossa the first time he visited us. His family are all the same," he fingered the pistol, "There's only one shot in this. It's not enough ta take on an entire crew especially when they've got pistols as well."
Ana swore loudly. "I've obviously misjudged ya, Captain Jack Sparrow," she snapped, "I thought ya were a man who took risks."
Then she turned her back on him and gave him the silent treatment. Jack tried, with no avail, to make her talk to him again. Finally he gave up and sat down across the cell from her. He looked at Elizabeth.
She had been listening to the whole thing without really taking a word of it in and had finally dozed off beside her husband, looking scared and sad even in her sleep. Jack prayed that Will would awake in a few hours if only for Elizabeth. He knew that she wouldn't be able to live without Will. He thought of how it would feel to have Ana injured like that: awful. He looked back at Ana- her long black hair falling down her back. Her head was bent over almost between her knees. "I love ya, Ana," he suddenly called softly.
He'd only said it once before when he was trying to win her over. They both knew it but neither had ever spoken it since their marriage. This caught her attention. "What'd ya say?"
"I said I love ya."
He crossed to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her softly. When they broke apart Ana looked up at him. "Ya can find any time ta be tactless, Jack."
She toyed with one of the beads in his hair, meaning she wasn't mad at him anymore. "Ana?"
"Hmm..." She snuggled against him.
"I am willin' ta take risks but in this case it's better ta wait until the opportune moment."
***
I don't know about you, but I really like that thing between Ana and Jack. Just three words can make her soften up so much. Hmm.. something to remember when writing Tori possibly. I then again, maybe she'll be more like Jack and be the one saying them. Thanks for a the reviews! It's amazing. And the more reviews I get, the more incentive I have to write. Not that I'm a slave to reviewers or anything. *Cheesy smile* To reviewers:
Cap'n Keira Sparrow: Thankies.
Yakkorat: Yeah. Fortunately, I CAME UP WITH SOME MORE IDEAS!!!! I think I'm okay now, as long as Barbossa doesn't know about Will's conditions (got think of a way to hide that). She DOES need anger management. And so does Ana.
Reese Sparrow: More Jack and Ana. Aren't they so cute together? Almost as cute as Nick and Tori (or maybe more.) After this, I may write a Jack/Ana romance.
TheSiriusSparrow: *Grabs Legolas picture and fondles it* Thankies! Hehe. I much prefer Will over Legolas or Jack. He's mine (or Elizabeth's I guess. *grumble*) As to Tori not returning it, let's just say she's a little inexperienced, shall we?
Sparrow Quill: Maybe *thinks very hard* On the other hand, I just killed some people for saying Orlando was gay today (not REALLY killed them but did verbally and somewhat physically.) *Smiles* I guess you're right. As long as you don't go on about how bad Will is. Everyone likes Jack. He's old!!! *cough* *cough* Anyway, back to the topic. Hehe: constructive crit? It's my job. It's practically the only thing I ever REALLY notice (not the good stuff.)
Karin: I guess I'm just too hard on my own work. I thought that Gibbs talking to Tori about that so late was sort of stupid but I just forgot about it before. Guess it worked okay there. Personally, I like this chapter better than the last one.
lilitaliandragon: I know. I do it all the time. Guess I was just being a bit bitchy.
magee: HE'S MINE!!!!!!!!!!! *Dances around* Okay, sorry: I'm just overly obsessive over Orlando Bloom! Um yeah, you know how many people have said Nick is cute? I'm impressed that I was actually able to create a loveable character.
Anmras: Is that a compliment? *Decides it is* Woo-hoo! Hmmm.. not that Nick is supposed to be really unpredictable or anything but okay.
VagrantCandy: Yeah, there's everyone who's an Orli fangirl (me included) but I didn't think anyone who was reading this thought he was. High-five! (And then again maybe not because I want him.) Yeah so anyway, maybe things are heating up and maybe not. At this rate, it seems like they're probably going to avoid each other for the next ten years.
Lady Bee: ONLY 76???????? THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS! *Rants on and on about how Orlando Bloom is the hottest guy EVER* *Takes a deep breath* Yeah, and Nick kissing Tori may or may not be a good thing. (Depending on whether or not he ever gets over the embaressment.)
I KNOW there are more of you who reviewed but my computer wouldn't show me any past these *pulls hair in annoyence*. I'm really sorry.
***
Tori found Reph in the cabin in which the crew slept. She was slightly surprised to find him here as he was normally helping on deck or at least doing something active. She raised her eyebrows seeing him sitting on his bed, reading. "Didn't know ya knew how ta read," she commented as she crossed over to him.
He looked up and frowned as though she had insulted him. She hadn't meant to: most the crew didn't even know the alphabet past "A". "I learned not ta long ago," he told her.
"From who?"
"Lyra."
This didn't surprise Tori. Lyra was easily the most educated person on the ship and after Tori, was the person most seen with Reph. "What are ya readin'?"
Tori reached out her hand to look at the cover. Reph quickly pushed it away. "Nothin'," he said, hastily.
This made Tori slightly suspicious, but she didn't like to pry so she dropped it. "I got a bad splinter in my hand," she explained, "I was wonderin' if ya could take it out?"
Reph raised his eyebrows. "Why didn't ya ask Lyra?"
Now it was Tori's turn to conceal something. "Oh, she... I couldn't find her."
"Hmm... let me see."
Tori held out her hand and Reph inspected it closely. He ran his finger alone the spot where was closest to the surface of her skin. She flinched. Reph took a very small pocketknife from his belt and looked at her. "This may hurt a bit."
She nodded. He gently took the razor-sharp knife and eased it under her skin, carefully. She closed her eyes and let him work on it. After a few minutes, she felt a searing pain and bit her lip to stop from crying out. Even so, a shoft moan of pain escaped her lips. "Got it."
She opened her eyes and found Reph holding the now somewhat bloody chip of wood. Her hand was bleeding. "Sorry about that," he hastily produced a handkerchief from his pocket, "It was the only way ta remove it."
"I don't mind."
He finished tying the cloth around Tori's hand and looked up. Their eyes met for a moment. Tori realized that until now, things had been going almost how they used to be without Reph making any moves towards her. She looked away and jumped up quickly. "I really need ta help out on deck," she lied.
Unfortunately, this didn't work. "Why da ya always try ta avoid me unless ya need somethin', Tor?" Reph asked, softly.
She'd already been kissed by Nick which more than she could handle. She didn't need the affections of Reph piled on at the moment. "I'll see ya later," she started towards the door.
"Tor," Reph called after her.
She couldn't pretend like she didn't hear. She stopped a few feet from the door and her freedom and turned around. "What?"
"I'm sorry for the other day," Reph called, "I didn't mean ta say that. I just think ya shouldn't trust Nick so much. Pirates are the only ones who will ever understand pirates and he's not one. Ya never know when he could betray ya ta officials or worse. I don't think ya should be so friendly ta him."
Tori went numb with the suggestion that Nick might turn on them. "I think I can choose my friends for myself, thanks," she said rather coldly and walked from the room, refusing to turn back for anything.
Once outside, she realized Reph was making a good point despite the fact that she didn't want to believe it. She hadn't trusted Nick at all when she had first met him and she had expected Reph was feeling the same way now. Was it possible that Nick had corrupted her with his charm and now that he had, meant to lead her blindly into some trap? Again, she forced herself to use Reph a contradiction. Reph was really the practiced lady-charmer. She knew very well that his history was nearly as bad as Jack's before Ana. Why then would she be able to resist him and yet fall for Nick who had no charm whatsoever and who probably had never talked to a female except for his mother? It just didn't fit.
And then again, she thought about how Nick had been splitting up her relationship with Reph since he came on this ship. True, their friendship had started to fail after Reph hit puberty and laid new eyes on Tori but it hadn't disintegrated this fast before. However, Nick seemed blind to any going-ons between Reph and Tori so how could he be doing anything to make it worse. Anything he was doing, such as changing Tori's feelings, was completely unintended or if it was it was only to make her feelings towards him stronger.
And there was one of the pirate's code to consider. One of the rules was never to trust anyone with a social status higher than your own which for pirates was practically everyone. "But the pirate's code is more like guidelines anyway," Tori grumbled. Then she quickly thought of how Jack and Anamaria had trusted Will and Elizabeth and decided that the pirate's code didn't really have much of a hold on that topic.
Even so, it was too late to ignore the subject. Reph had planted the seed of suspicion in her mind and she wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to completely trust Nick again.
***
Jack looked at Barbossa's doctor in distaste. He was a grizzly old man who looked so frail that he might collapse any moment. "Where is the patient?"
His voice was horse. He fumbled for a moment in his pocket and pulled out a pair of spectacles. Jack noticed, with grim satisfaction, that if he had only beat Barbossa one thing it would be having a better doctor which wasn't exactly helping him any at the moment. "In there," Jack pointed to Will and Elizabeth's cell.
"Ah yes," the doctor pulled out a ring of keys, which immediately made Jack think up hundreds of wild escape ideas and unlocked the door.
Elizabeth was standing there, tears still running down her face in gallons. She was holding Will with the protectiveness of a loin to her cub. Jack thought for a moment to warn doctor but then decided against it. If Elizabeth thought the doctor wasn't doing anything good for Will then there wouldn't be any need to stop her from attacking him. And seeing how this man was so small, he wouldn't have any chances against Elizabeth's stubbornness. As he approached Will, Elizabeth eyed him rather coldly.
The doctor stopped. He'd taken the clue. "May I see the patient?" he asked, in his raspy voice.
Elizabeth hesitated for a moment, and then moved away from Will, gently letting him down into the floor. She hovered over as the doctor examined Will. "He hasn't lost a great deal of blood," he murmured, peering closely at Will, "The cut is not too deep- definitely not the work of a sword."
Jack lost some of his suspicion about the doctor as he continued muttering and finally produced a bandage from a bag which he was carrying. He wrapped it tightly and carefully around Will's head so that he slightly resembled a mummy. Finally the doctor gave a nod. "As long as this stops the flow, he should be alright. If he comes around in two or three hours then he'll live for sure. Any longer than that and I may have to operate on him, though I confess that a ship is not the best place to do it. Maybe if that is so, I shall inform Captain Barbossa that this man needs a steady place to be operated on and tell him to dock."
He found Jack's pistol pointing at his head. "Ya are not ta inform Barbossa that Turner is ill in any way," Jack growled.
The doctor looked extremely startled. "What do you want?" he squeaked.
Jack was holding the pistol from the other cell, his arm extended into Elizabeth and Will's as far as possible but he still had a firm grip on the trigger. "I already told ya. Ya will not tell Barbossa anythin' 'bout this visit unless ya want ta be shot."
"I.. I.. won't," the doctor stuttered.
"Swear ta god and everythin' ya hold important?" Jack asked.
"Aye," the doctor nodded, rather stiffly.
Elizabeth thought she heard his neck creak. "Very well," Jack's black eyes were unreadable, "Leave us now. We have no further need of ya."
He lowered his pistol slowly. The doctor grabbed his bag and left as fast as possible. Jack grinned at the tottering old man, running as if his life depended on it. Anamaria didn't look so amused. "Ya let him go, ya idiot," she cried and slapped Jack across the face.
"Ouch!" Jack massaged his cheek, "I didn't deserve that one, luv."
"Ya did!" Ana's eyes were flashing, a sure sign that she was going into a temper, "He had the keys! We could 'ave escaped."
Jack shook his head. He looked genuinely serious. "Will already tried that and look what happened. Ya have ta face it, luv: we're outnumbered."
Ana narrowed her eyes. "Ya've got a pistol (which ya conveniently forgot ta tell us about). What more do we need?"
Jack bit his lip. "I stole this pistol from Barbossa the first time he visited us. His family are all the same," he fingered the pistol, "There's only one shot in this. It's not enough ta take on an entire crew especially when they've got pistols as well."
Ana swore loudly. "I've obviously misjudged ya, Captain Jack Sparrow," she snapped, "I thought ya were a man who took risks."
Then she turned her back on him and gave him the silent treatment. Jack tried, with no avail, to make her talk to him again. Finally he gave up and sat down across the cell from her. He looked at Elizabeth.
She had been listening to the whole thing without really taking a word of it in and had finally dozed off beside her husband, looking scared and sad even in her sleep. Jack prayed that Will would awake in a few hours if only for Elizabeth. He knew that she wouldn't be able to live without Will. He thought of how it would feel to have Ana injured like that: awful. He looked back at Ana- her long black hair falling down her back. Her head was bent over almost between her knees. "I love ya, Ana," he suddenly called softly.
He'd only said it once before when he was trying to win her over. They both knew it but neither had ever spoken it since their marriage. This caught her attention. "What'd ya say?"
"I said I love ya."
He crossed to her, took her in his arms, and kissed her softly. When they broke apart Ana looked up at him. "Ya can find any time ta be tactless, Jack."
She toyed with one of the beads in his hair, meaning she wasn't mad at him anymore. "Ana?"
"Hmm..." She snuggled against him.
"I am willin' ta take risks but in this case it's better ta wait until the opportune moment."
***
I don't know about you, but I really like that thing between Ana and Jack. Just three words can make her soften up so much. Hmm.. something to remember when writing Tori possibly. I then again, maybe she'll be more like Jack and be the one saying them. Thanks for a the reviews! It's amazing. And the more reviews I get, the more incentive I have to write. Not that I'm a slave to reviewers or anything. *Cheesy smile* To reviewers:
Cap'n Keira Sparrow: Thankies.
Yakkorat: Yeah. Fortunately, I CAME UP WITH SOME MORE IDEAS!!!! I think I'm okay now, as long as Barbossa doesn't know about Will's conditions (got think of a way to hide that). She DOES need anger management. And so does Ana.
Reese Sparrow: More Jack and Ana. Aren't they so cute together? Almost as cute as Nick and Tori (or maybe more.) After this, I may write a Jack/Ana romance.
TheSiriusSparrow: *Grabs Legolas picture and fondles it* Thankies! Hehe. I much prefer Will over Legolas or Jack. He's mine (or Elizabeth's I guess. *grumble*) As to Tori not returning it, let's just say she's a little inexperienced, shall we?
Sparrow Quill: Maybe *thinks very hard* On the other hand, I just killed some people for saying Orlando was gay today (not REALLY killed them but did verbally and somewhat physically.) *Smiles* I guess you're right. As long as you don't go on about how bad Will is. Everyone likes Jack. He's old!!! *cough* *cough* Anyway, back to the topic. Hehe: constructive crit? It's my job. It's practically the only thing I ever REALLY notice (not the good stuff.)
Karin: I guess I'm just too hard on my own work. I thought that Gibbs talking to Tori about that so late was sort of stupid but I just forgot about it before. Guess it worked okay there. Personally, I like this chapter better than the last one.
lilitaliandragon: I know. I do it all the time. Guess I was just being a bit bitchy.
magee: HE'S MINE!!!!!!!!!!! *Dances around* Okay, sorry: I'm just overly obsessive over Orlando Bloom! Um yeah, you know how many people have said Nick is cute? I'm impressed that I was actually able to create a loveable character.
Anmras: Is that a compliment? *Decides it is* Woo-hoo! Hmmm.. not that Nick is supposed to be really unpredictable or anything but okay.
VagrantCandy: Yeah, there's everyone who's an Orli fangirl (me included) but I didn't think anyone who was reading this thought he was. High-five! (And then again maybe not because I want him.) Yeah so anyway, maybe things are heating up and maybe not. At this rate, it seems like they're probably going to avoid each other for the next ten years.
Lady Bee: ONLY 76???????? THAT'S OUTRAGEOUS! *Rants on and on about how Orlando Bloom is the hottest guy EVER* *Takes a deep breath* Yeah, and Nick kissing Tori may or may not be a good thing. (Depending on whether or not he ever gets over the embaressment.)
I KNOW there are more of you who reviewed but my computer wouldn't show me any past these *pulls hair in annoyence*. I'm really sorry.