I know I haven't updated in almost a year, but things happen and moods change. I said that I would have this chapter up by the 1st of December, but I got sick. Well, anyhoo, here it is now…read, review, and let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: Do I honestly still need this thing? For the 1,082,947 time I don't own POTC.
Lia had been on the ship only a few days, but she was considered family among the crew, and she was as good a sailor as any of them.
She was tying down some ropes when she felt the familiar tingle on the back of her neck, meaning someone was watching her. She didn't turn to see who it was, for she already knew. It was Jack.
He'd been watching her a lot lately. She didn't know why. All she knew was every time she was near him her stomach did little flip flops. Kind of like when you first set foot on a ship and the waves make your stomach feel all funny in a pleasant butterfly kind of way. She secretly wished he was watching her because he felt the same way she did, but she knew that it was not in a pirate's nature to love anything other than the ocean.
Smiling to herself, she started to sing an old song her grandmother had taught her.
He was watching her again, he didn't know why, but his eyes were drawn to her. He saw her pause, and he figured she knew he was watching her again, though she never called him on it. This woman confused Jack so much! He'd never thought about one woman so much before. Of all the women he'd seen, this woman, this Irish beauty, had captured him.
He found himself thinking of her constantly, of their talks in the evening as the sun sets, her voice with its odd accent, her eyes like the night skies and how they lit up as though there were stars in them. Her laugher was sweet as music and he longed to here it.
Jack Sparrow was falling for this mysterious woman. No matter how hard he tried to deny it, in the end it was true.
Noticing her smile, he decided to go over to help her when he heard her start to sing.
On the banks of the Roses,
My love and I sat down,
And I took out my violin
To play my love a tune,
In the middle of the tune,
Oh, she sighed and she said,
O-ro, Johnny, lovely Johnny,
Would you leave me?
Oh, when I was a young man
I heard my father say,
That he'd rather see me dead
And buried in the clay,
Sooner than be married
To any runaway,
By the lovely sweet Banks
of the Roses.
Her voice was amazing. It was sweet and soft, but strong at the same time. It captivated the whole crew; everyone had stopped to listen to her.
Oh, then I am no runaway
And soon I'll let them know,
I can take a good glass
Or can leave it alone;
And the man that does not like me
He can keep his daughter at home
And young Johnny will go roving
with another.
And if ever I get married
'Twill be in the month of May,
When the leaves they are green
And the meadows they are gay;
And I and my true love
Can sit and sport and play
On the lovely sweet Banks
of the Roses.
Lia finished the song without knowing anyone was listening to her. She was startled when she heard people clapping and whistling. Whirling around she noticed everyone looking at her.
"Lia, tha was amazin'." Ana Maria said walking up to her.
"I havn't heard singin like tha in…I dont know when." Gibbs said.
Lia blushed at all the compliments, looking up she was Jack coming towards her. She tried to ignore the funny feeling in her stomach, but she just blushed more.
"That was beautiful." Jack said looking into her eyes.
"Thank you Jack." Lia said shyly.
"Capt'n! Wer at Port Royal!" one of the crew members shouted.
Jack looked up grinning…They were going to see Will and Elizabeth! Nearly jumping in excitement he started calling orders, and the crew being just as anxious to see Will and Elizabeth got to work immediately.
Not too far away in Tortuga…
Captain Keagan Wallace sat at a table in a dingy, crowded bar with his remaining crew. He was furious that the little Irish wench destroyed his ship and crew. He wanted revenge.
"Capt'n, I jus heard Sparrow's in Port Royal." One of his crew, who just came back with rum, said.
"What do I care if Sparrow wants to get himself hanged?" Wallace growled.
"Well, I heard hes got imself a new girl…an Irish one."
Wallace looked up interested. He might just have to pay ol' Jack a visit…
The song Lia sings is an 18th century Irish folk song called 'The Banks of Roses' I got the lyrics at a website called . So it is NOT mine, just so you know.
So, how was that? I hope it got you interested again? I really am sorry for not updating and I hope I still have some reviewers out there….well, bye for now!