Hey guys…Sorry for the delay in updating. I've had the worst case of writer's block that you could possible imagine with this chapter, but I finally have it almost written out. Thanks to my reviewers, you are my inspirations. I love this story, and I have a few really good ideas for it, so bear with me. I must say thanks to my Nee, my true inspiration for this story. I love you girl!
Ok, I'll do one more disclaimer for this story….I do not own anything, you bloody dream crushers, except my poster and my DVD. There, are you happy? I hope so….
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That night, Renee waited until almost an hour after dusk and then slipped quietly out her window, climbing down the lattice on the side of the house. She was clothed in loose brown pants, men's boots, and a thin cotton shirt over a tight undershirt. These were the clothes that Will had lent her back when she used to help him at the smithy. Actually, most of the time she spent there was spent on Will teaching her swordplay. She'd gone down two or three times a week for quite a while, and she'd learned well. Well enough to defend herself, anyway. Hanging on her hip was her own sword, the one Will had made especially for her. It was lighter than most, but deadly sharp, with her initials engraved on the steel blade near the hilt. Quickly looking around to make sure she hadn't been seen, she slung a small traveling bag over her shoulder and took off towards the docks.
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When she arrived at the dock, however, she didn't see a soul around. She sat down to wait, muttering to herself as she did.
"Bloody pirate. Probably left me here. Should've know he'd-"
She was interrupted by a man throwing himself at her from behind, causing them both to go tumbling forward until they splashed into the harbor.
"What the bloody hell is your problem?!?" she fairly screamed, turning to face her attacker "Who do you-Will!" Her anger faded as she faced the handsome blacksmith.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" The questions spilled from her mouth as she threw her arms around her friend, ignoring the fact that they were still waist deep in water.
"Same as you, darling. I'm here to meet Jack," he replied, wrapping his arms around her middle and spinning her in circles.
"How did you know about me meeting Jack?"
Before Will had a chance to answer, Jack swaggered up and announced, "I told him, love."
"Hello, Jack!" Renee and Will announced in unison
Jack suddenly jumped down into the water himself, purposefully splashing Will in the process.
"Jack, what ARE we doing in here?" Renee questioned.
"It's the only way for us all to get back to the Pearl unnoticed. We have to take the rowboat that I've conveniently hidden beneath this dock," he answered, revealing the little boat.
"All? Will, you're coming too? Does Elizabeth know?"
"Err…no, but I've left her a note explaining that I need a little break and…"
Renee just made a little tutting noise and turned to Jack.
"Where is your ship, Jack?"
"Just beyond that cliff, barely. Just out of the navy's sight. C'mon then you two, in we go."
And with that they got into the boat and began to row towards the entrance of the harbor.
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After about an hour of rowing, they finally reached the cliff that jack had pointed to, and turned the corner. Renee couldn't believe her eyes. Before them sat the most amazing ship she'd ever seen. It was made of rich, dark wood, and it was HUGE. The intricate designs that adorned both ends fascinated her, and Jack eventually noticed her stare.
"Lovely, isn't she?"
"Be…beautiful," was all Renee could squeeze out, for she was still in awe of the great ship.
"Yes, The Black Pearl is not only the fastest, but the most beautiful ship in the Caribbean, wouldn't you agree Will?" Jack continued. Will just nodded. He was not as amazed by the ship as Renee, for he had seen it before, but he couldn't deny it's superiority to any other ship he'd ever seen.
As they reached the front end of the ship, Jack called up to the deck:
"Aye there, Gibbs, throw us a rope down here, would ye?"
Soon a thick brown rope spiraled down towards them, and Jack instantly started up it, followed by Renee (who was quite frightened) and Will. When they all were safely on deck, Jack walked over to the wheel, and Will started down the stairs to a cabin that he and Jack had already agreed on him using, as he had explained to Renee earlier. Suddenly realizing that she was standing in the middle of the deck staring at nothing and not knowing where to go, Renee walked timidly up to Jack and addressed him.
"Captain Sparrow? Erm…where will….where will I be sleeping?"
"It's Jack to you, love," he replied. "And you have two choices of where to sleep. Your first is with the crew, but I warn ye, we haven't had a woman on this ship in quite a while, save for Ana. Your second is, of course, with me, in the Captain's Quarters." As he finished, a sly grin formed on his face, revealing a few glints of gold teeth. Renee looked over to a nearby crewmember, who was dozing lightly. She decided she'd be better off in a room with one pirate than with….many. So, she replied:
"Okay Jack, I'll room with you. But I warn you, you'd better behave yourself."
"Of course, love. Come come then, I'll show you the way."
Now for all her reading of pirates, Renee was completely unprepared for what she found upon entering Jack's quarters. Instead of the dirty, unkempt, splintery room she was expecting, she found a room beautifully decorated with rich mahogany furniture and a bed with a large wood canopy above it. Candles flickered in the corner by a desk full of maps and such, and a large wooden door lead to a small room with a washstand, a chamber pot and a good sized mirror.
"Well, Jack, I must say, your quarters are quite lovely." She almost slapped herself for sounding stupid, but, how do you describe a room? Exactly.
"Thanks, love. Now, I'll leave ye alone to change into your night gown or whatever you call those damned things-"
"No, I'm much too tired to change tonight. I'll just sleep in my clothes, if that's alright."
"Course it's alright. Hell, I do it every night," he finished with a smirk.
Renee slipped off her boots and the cotton shirt she was wearing, leaving her in an undershirt and a pair of pants. Quietly, she slipped into the bed and slid over to the far side, pulling the covers up around her arms. She closed her eyes for a moment and felt Jack slide in beside her. As she looked over at him to say goodnight, she was shocked to see that he wore no shirt.
"Jack! You took off your shirt?!"
"Well love, so did you."
She giggled at his remark, deciding that he was partly right and not really caring anyway.
"Good Night, Jack," she said, rolling over so that her back was to him.
"Night."
As she slowly slipped into a state somewhere between consciousness and sleep, she felt a strong arm being wrapped around her waist.
"Jack! What do you think you're doing?"
When she got no reply from the seemingly asleep pirate, she just sighed and closed her eyes again. She was too tired to argue, and he was asleep anyway. Snuggling farther under the covers, she fell into a deep sleep, laying comfortably against Jack's chest.
Ok, I'll do one more disclaimer for this story….I do not own anything, you bloody dream crushers, except my poster and my DVD. There, are you happy? I hope so….
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That night, Renee waited until almost an hour after dusk and then slipped quietly out her window, climbing down the lattice on the side of the house. She was clothed in loose brown pants, men's boots, and a thin cotton shirt over a tight undershirt. These were the clothes that Will had lent her back when she used to help him at the smithy. Actually, most of the time she spent there was spent on Will teaching her swordplay. She'd gone down two or three times a week for quite a while, and she'd learned well. Well enough to defend herself, anyway. Hanging on her hip was her own sword, the one Will had made especially for her. It was lighter than most, but deadly sharp, with her initials engraved on the steel blade near the hilt. Quickly looking around to make sure she hadn't been seen, she slung a small traveling bag over her shoulder and took off towards the docks.
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When she arrived at the dock, however, she didn't see a soul around. She sat down to wait, muttering to herself as she did.
"Bloody pirate. Probably left me here. Should've know he'd-"
She was interrupted by a man throwing himself at her from behind, causing them both to go tumbling forward until they splashed into the harbor.
"What the bloody hell is your problem?!?" she fairly screamed, turning to face her attacker "Who do you-Will!" Her anger faded as she faced the handsome blacksmith.
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" The questions spilled from her mouth as she threw her arms around her friend, ignoring the fact that they were still waist deep in water.
"Same as you, darling. I'm here to meet Jack," he replied, wrapping his arms around her middle and spinning her in circles.
"How did you know about me meeting Jack?"
Before Will had a chance to answer, Jack swaggered up and announced, "I told him, love."
"Hello, Jack!" Renee and Will announced in unison
Jack suddenly jumped down into the water himself, purposefully splashing Will in the process.
"Jack, what ARE we doing in here?" Renee questioned.
"It's the only way for us all to get back to the Pearl unnoticed. We have to take the rowboat that I've conveniently hidden beneath this dock," he answered, revealing the little boat.
"All? Will, you're coming too? Does Elizabeth know?"
"Err…no, but I've left her a note explaining that I need a little break and…"
Renee just made a little tutting noise and turned to Jack.
"Where is your ship, Jack?"
"Just beyond that cliff, barely. Just out of the navy's sight. C'mon then you two, in we go."
And with that they got into the boat and began to row towards the entrance of the harbor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After about an hour of rowing, they finally reached the cliff that jack had pointed to, and turned the corner. Renee couldn't believe her eyes. Before them sat the most amazing ship she'd ever seen. It was made of rich, dark wood, and it was HUGE. The intricate designs that adorned both ends fascinated her, and Jack eventually noticed her stare.
"Lovely, isn't she?"
"Be…beautiful," was all Renee could squeeze out, for she was still in awe of the great ship.
"Yes, The Black Pearl is not only the fastest, but the most beautiful ship in the Caribbean, wouldn't you agree Will?" Jack continued. Will just nodded. He was not as amazed by the ship as Renee, for he had seen it before, but he couldn't deny it's superiority to any other ship he'd ever seen.
As they reached the front end of the ship, Jack called up to the deck:
"Aye there, Gibbs, throw us a rope down here, would ye?"
Soon a thick brown rope spiraled down towards them, and Jack instantly started up it, followed by Renee (who was quite frightened) and Will. When they all were safely on deck, Jack walked over to the wheel, and Will started down the stairs to a cabin that he and Jack had already agreed on him using, as he had explained to Renee earlier. Suddenly realizing that she was standing in the middle of the deck staring at nothing and not knowing where to go, Renee walked timidly up to Jack and addressed him.
"Captain Sparrow? Erm…where will….where will I be sleeping?"
"It's Jack to you, love," he replied. "And you have two choices of where to sleep. Your first is with the crew, but I warn ye, we haven't had a woman on this ship in quite a while, save for Ana. Your second is, of course, with me, in the Captain's Quarters." As he finished, a sly grin formed on his face, revealing a few glints of gold teeth. Renee looked over to a nearby crewmember, who was dozing lightly. She decided she'd be better off in a room with one pirate than with….many. So, she replied:
"Okay Jack, I'll room with you. But I warn you, you'd better behave yourself."
"Of course, love. Come come then, I'll show you the way."
Now for all her reading of pirates, Renee was completely unprepared for what she found upon entering Jack's quarters. Instead of the dirty, unkempt, splintery room she was expecting, she found a room beautifully decorated with rich mahogany furniture and a bed with a large wood canopy above it. Candles flickered in the corner by a desk full of maps and such, and a large wooden door lead to a small room with a washstand, a chamber pot and a good sized mirror.
"Well, Jack, I must say, your quarters are quite lovely." She almost slapped herself for sounding stupid, but, how do you describe a room? Exactly.
"Thanks, love. Now, I'll leave ye alone to change into your night gown or whatever you call those damned things-"
"No, I'm much too tired to change tonight. I'll just sleep in my clothes, if that's alright."
"Course it's alright. Hell, I do it every night," he finished with a smirk.
Renee slipped off her boots and the cotton shirt she was wearing, leaving her in an undershirt and a pair of pants. Quietly, she slipped into the bed and slid over to the far side, pulling the covers up around her arms. She closed her eyes for a moment and felt Jack slide in beside her. As she looked over at him to say goodnight, she was shocked to see that he wore no shirt.
"Jack! You took off your shirt?!"
"Well love, so did you."
She giggled at his remark, deciding that he was partly right and not really caring anyway.
"Good Night, Jack," she said, rolling over so that her back was to him.
"Night."
As she slowly slipped into a state somewhere between consciousness and sleep, she felt a strong arm being wrapped around her waist.
"Jack! What do you think you're doing?"
When she got no reply from the seemingly asleep pirate, she just sighed and closed her eyes again. She was too tired to argue, and he was asleep anyway. Snuggling farther under the covers, she fell into a deep sleep, laying comfortably against Jack's chest.