Wow…Long time no update, eh? But now I'm back, and with soup! Yay soup! Seriously guys, you have to do me a favor. If you love me at all, you will read "Finding the Other" by JackSparrow'sGirl….tell her I sent you as an early birthday gift! Also, read "The Rain can't Hurt Me Now" and "Of Weddings and Wine" by Sparrow Quill. Read all of MrsPitt's fictions too….they're fabulous. Please review guys! And now on to the reason you're REALLY here…
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Woken by nothing in particular, for the sun wasn't yet up, Renee snuck quietly out of bed so as not to wake Jack. However, her efforts were in vain, as he snapped awake the minute she was out from under his arm. Before she could tell him to go back to sleep, for it was not yet time for him to get up, he was out of bed and dressed, ready to escort her onto deck. She gave a little bow, mocking his uncharacteristically gentlemanly behavior, and hooked her arm through his. Once they reached the deck they parted, jack going to the wheel and Renee her favorite seat at the side of the ship. She closed her eyes, feeling suddenly tired, probably because it was still completely dark. After slipping into a light doze, she found herself being shaken slightly by Jack, who obviously wanted to show her something. She allowed him to lead a half asleep her to the front of the ship, where a miraculous sight met their eyes. The sun was just barely peeking over the watery horizon, and it painted the sky a brilliant shade of gold mixed with pink. She gasped, and hardly even noticed when Jack snaked his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, as amazed by the sunrise as she was. There they stood for the next 20 minutes or so, until the sun was just about all the way up. They would have stood longer, but Will chose to interrupt their little bonding moments by running up onto deck and gaping at what he saw. There stood Renee, who was like a sister to him, wrapped in the arms of the most famous pirate in the Caribbean, who was notorious for his…erm…various women. Deciding against saying anything rash, for they didn't appear to be doing anything really wrong, he settled for a simple "Good Morning!" to make himself known. That was all it took to separate Jack and Renee, who quickly scurried to their own sides for the ship. Will smiled in grim satisfaction and went about his work.
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Later that day (which was passing as uneventfully as the day before) Renee, Jack, Will, and Gibbs sat down for a game of cards.
"So love, what do you know how to play?" Jack questioned Renee.
"Oh…just about everything…you name it, I've played it."
"Alright then…poker?
"Why not…what'll we bet with?"
"Well, I've got a few coins, as do Will and Gibbs, but, what of you?"
'What…you think I'm poor? I've got coins aplenty," she replied, throwing a few shillings onto the table. "Let's play."
They played for about an hour or so. It doesn't seem like much time, but it was all that Renee needed to win every last coin on the table AND Jack's bottle of rum. The men stared at her befuddled, wondering how a lady had learned to play cards so well. She just laughed, and handed each man back what he had bet in the beginning, having no need for any of it.
"Here, take what you gave, I want none of it. Except this rum…" she teased Jack before handing it back to him. He stared at it thoughtfully for a moment and then looked up excitedly.
"What say we have a big feast tonight, for the whole crew?" Jack suggested. "I could use a good celebration!"
"Jack…what'll we be celebrating?" Renee asked with a smile.
"I got me rum back…I think that's reason enough!" Jack teased. Renee just laughed and headed down to the kitchen to prepare for the "feast."
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Quite a bit later that night, around the hour of eleven, Will, Jack, and Renee sat around a table by themselves in the galley. Jack passed Renee his bottle of rum.
"Try that love. You'll never drink anything else again."
"No Jack…I couldn't…"
"Ah, nonsense…try some! Go on then!"
Renee decided it would be best to humor Jack in his slightly drunken state , and she had always wanted to know what the stuff tasted like, so she accepted the bottle form Jack and took a sip. The burning liquid slid down her throat and caused her to almost cry out in pain and shock.
"Jack! That's awful!"
"Take another sip love! You're just not used to it!"
It was against her better judgment, but she took another swig, and was surprised to find that it no longer hurt. She continued to sip at it until everything took on a warm, fuzzy glow and she was able to take longer drinks, as did Jack and Will. It no time at all, they were laughing and singing in voices for louder than sober ladies and gentlemen would have used. They all took turns telling stories and jokes and having an all around good time. Suddenly, Renee stood up and turned to Will.
"Will, come dance with me," she ordered. Will obliged, standing tipsily up and wrapping one arm around her waist, the other around her shoulders. They spun rather ungracefully around the room until both were so dizzy that they fell away in different directions, Will landing on the floor with a clatter. Renee was considerably more fortunate, landing in Jack's lap. All three burst out laughing, and Renee turned herself about until she was sitting completely in Jack's lap, much to his pleasant surprise. He wrapped his arms around her and held her there, still trying to suppress even more peals of laughter as Will disentangled himself from a chair and stood up, only to fall back down into another chair. Jack then averted his attention to Renee, who was playing with the beads in his hair, rolling them around in her hand. She then looked to his face, and studied his handsome features.
"I've changed me mind, Jack," she announced. "I DO like what I see."
Jack thought back to the times when he had asked her the question to which she was replying and smiled. "Aye, as do I." Will was forgotten as the two of them stared deep into each other's eyes, their faces drawing nearer to each other. Suddenly, Renee pulled Jack to her and their lips met, if only for a moment. Jack pulled back, shocked at what the girl had just done. She'd kissed him! She was obviously quite a bit more drunk than he'd thought, for he didn't believe the Renee he knew would do such a thing.
"Renee love, I think you've had a wee bit too much to drink…time for bed."
"Oh Jack, please, I don't want to go just yet…I'm having so much funnn…"
"No arguments! Off we go…" And with that he scooped her up and carried her off to his cabin, where he lay her fragile form on the bed and sat down beside her.
"Jack…aren't you going to sleep too?" she slurred.
"No love…gonna stay up a bit longer." he replied, getting up to leave.
"No! Don't leave Jack…stay here with me until I fall asleep…Don't abandon me…"
Jack just smiled and sat back down, brushing s few stray curls of hair from her face as she closed her eyes. He sat there and stroked her face for a while until he was quite sure that she was asleep, and then he said quietly into the dark," Don't you worry love…I'm not leaving you…not now…or ever."
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The next morning dawned bright and sunny, much to Renee's chagrin. The sunlight that suddenly forced it's way into her eyes burned like a thousand white hot pokers on the inside of her head. She felt as if her very skull was about to explode, and wished it would do so soon so as to relieve the enormous pressure. Her moans of pain woke Jack, who looked over worriedly at her and then remembered the enormous amounts of alcohol she had consumed the night before.
"I'm sorry Renee…this is all my fault. I shouldn't have let ye drink so much."
"It's okay Jack…but my head feels like it's been bashed against a rather hard rock a few times."
"Here," Jack said, offering her a small glass of a very dark liquid, which she sniffed skeptically.
"Ugh…more rum? That's what did this to me!"
"Trust me love. A little hair off the dog that bit you will do you a world of good. Just take a sip."
She did as she was instructed, and was surprised to find that the pain in her head subsided enough to allow her to get up and walk to the bathroom, where she washed her face and combed her hair. Then, she stumbled back to Jack, who supported her as they made their way up to the deck.
When they arrived on deck, as much as the sun made her want to lay down and writhe in pain, Renee was relieved to smell the fresh sea air in her lungs. It seemed to brush away some of the foggy, painful effects of the alcohol and leave her feeling quite a bit better. Will seemed to be feeling the same way as herself, so she went over to where he sat looking miserably at the water and sat down beside him.
"Good morning, Renee. I trust you slept well?"
"Slept…yes. Woke…not so much. I feel like someone's put a kettle over my head and beat it with a stick."
"Ah, so I'm not alone in that feeling. Well, I suppose that's to be expected after one consumes as much alcohol as we both did last night."
"Yes…Jack seems to hold his liquor so much better…He doesn't seem sick at all."
"That would be because he has so much practice…He's immune to it, so to speak. I think, however, that he was as shocked as I at YOUR reaction," Will finished with a sly grin.
"What do you-Oh…" she blushed as she remembered the kiss. "Oh, I don't know what I was thinking…I'm so ashamed!"
"Don't be. I actually think Jack rather enjoyed it. He likes you a lot, you know."
"Of course, I like him too. We're good friends!"
"No, I mean, I think he may have feelings for you, Renee. The first night after we came to the ship we were having a conversation while you were talking to Gibbs, and he was telling me how beautiful he thinks you are. This was, of course, no shock to me, because you are beautiful, but I've never heard Jack say something like that about a woman with so much sincerity in his voice. Besides that, he has slept in the same bed with you every night since we set sail, and never tried to take advantage of you. This wouldn't mean as much if it were any other man, but this is Jack Sparrow, the most famous Pirate in the Caribbean. He obviously cares a lot about you, or he wouldn't give you the enormous amount of respect that he does. Don't tell him I said any of this though, alright? I don't mean to say that he's a bad man, but his experiences with women are sincerely different than those of men you're used to. He's only ever had women like the ones in Tortuga, who wouldn't object to his taking advantage of them. But you're different, and he respects that, respects you."
Renee was shocked at this news. She'd been trying to push from her mind all thoughts of Jack having such an interest in her for the past few days, and now Will was telling her that he had the same suspicions. "Never mind that," she told herself. "Don't worry about what feelings that pirate may or may not have for you." But, regardless of what she told herself, she couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day.
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A/N: I know, sucky way to end a chapter, but I'm working on it. Next one will hold more adventure, I promise. I'm bringing in the conflicts soon, so there won't be too much more of this boring, peaceful seas stuff. Please review! I need to know that someone is reading this!
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Woken by nothing in particular, for the sun wasn't yet up, Renee snuck quietly out of bed so as not to wake Jack. However, her efforts were in vain, as he snapped awake the minute she was out from under his arm. Before she could tell him to go back to sleep, for it was not yet time for him to get up, he was out of bed and dressed, ready to escort her onto deck. She gave a little bow, mocking his uncharacteristically gentlemanly behavior, and hooked her arm through his. Once they reached the deck they parted, jack going to the wheel and Renee her favorite seat at the side of the ship. She closed her eyes, feeling suddenly tired, probably because it was still completely dark. After slipping into a light doze, she found herself being shaken slightly by Jack, who obviously wanted to show her something. She allowed him to lead a half asleep her to the front of the ship, where a miraculous sight met their eyes. The sun was just barely peeking over the watery horizon, and it painted the sky a brilliant shade of gold mixed with pink. She gasped, and hardly even noticed when Jack snaked his arms around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, as amazed by the sunrise as she was. There they stood for the next 20 minutes or so, until the sun was just about all the way up. They would have stood longer, but Will chose to interrupt their little bonding moments by running up onto deck and gaping at what he saw. There stood Renee, who was like a sister to him, wrapped in the arms of the most famous pirate in the Caribbean, who was notorious for his…erm…various women. Deciding against saying anything rash, for they didn't appear to be doing anything really wrong, he settled for a simple "Good Morning!" to make himself known. That was all it took to separate Jack and Renee, who quickly scurried to their own sides for the ship. Will smiled in grim satisfaction and went about his work.
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Later that day (which was passing as uneventfully as the day before) Renee, Jack, Will, and Gibbs sat down for a game of cards.
"So love, what do you know how to play?" Jack questioned Renee.
"Oh…just about everything…you name it, I've played it."
"Alright then…poker?
"Why not…what'll we bet with?"
"Well, I've got a few coins, as do Will and Gibbs, but, what of you?"
'What…you think I'm poor? I've got coins aplenty," she replied, throwing a few shillings onto the table. "Let's play."
They played for about an hour or so. It doesn't seem like much time, but it was all that Renee needed to win every last coin on the table AND Jack's bottle of rum. The men stared at her befuddled, wondering how a lady had learned to play cards so well. She just laughed, and handed each man back what he had bet in the beginning, having no need for any of it.
"Here, take what you gave, I want none of it. Except this rum…" she teased Jack before handing it back to him. He stared at it thoughtfully for a moment and then looked up excitedly.
"What say we have a big feast tonight, for the whole crew?" Jack suggested. "I could use a good celebration!"
"Jack…what'll we be celebrating?" Renee asked with a smile.
"I got me rum back…I think that's reason enough!" Jack teased. Renee just laughed and headed down to the kitchen to prepare for the "feast."
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Quite a bit later that night, around the hour of eleven, Will, Jack, and Renee sat around a table by themselves in the galley. Jack passed Renee his bottle of rum.
"Try that love. You'll never drink anything else again."
"No Jack…I couldn't…"
"Ah, nonsense…try some! Go on then!"
Renee decided it would be best to humor Jack in his slightly drunken state , and she had always wanted to know what the stuff tasted like, so she accepted the bottle form Jack and took a sip. The burning liquid slid down her throat and caused her to almost cry out in pain and shock.
"Jack! That's awful!"
"Take another sip love! You're just not used to it!"
It was against her better judgment, but she took another swig, and was surprised to find that it no longer hurt. She continued to sip at it until everything took on a warm, fuzzy glow and she was able to take longer drinks, as did Jack and Will. It no time at all, they were laughing and singing in voices for louder than sober ladies and gentlemen would have used. They all took turns telling stories and jokes and having an all around good time. Suddenly, Renee stood up and turned to Will.
"Will, come dance with me," she ordered. Will obliged, standing tipsily up and wrapping one arm around her waist, the other around her shoulders. They spun rather ungracefully around the room until both were so dizzy that they fell away in different directions, Will landing on the floor with a clatter. Renee was considerably more fortunate, landing in Jack's lap. All three burst out laughing, and Renee turned herself about until she was sitting completely in Jack's lap, much to his pleasant surprise. He wrapped his arms around her and held her there, still trying to suppress even more peals of laughter as Will disentangled himself from a chair and stood up, only to fall back down into another chair. Jack then averted his attention to Renee, who was playing with the beads in his hair, rolling them around in her hand. She then looked to his face, and studied his handsome features.
"I've changed me mind, Jack," she announced. "I DO like what I see."
Jack thought back to the times when he had asked her the question to which she was replying and smiled. "Aye, as do I." Will was forgotten as the two of them stared deep into each other's eyes, their faces drawing nearer to each other. Suddenly, Renee pulled Jack to her and their lips met, if only for a moment. Jack pulled back, shocked at what the girl had just done. She'd kissed him! She was obviously quite a bit more drunk than he'd thought, for he didn't believe the Renee he knew would do such a thing.
"Renee love, I think you've had a wee bit too much to drink…time for bed."
"Oh Jack, please, I don't want to go just yet…I'm having so much funnn…"
"No arguments! Off we go…" And with that he scooped her up and carried her off to his cabin, where he lay her fragile form on the bed and sat down beside her.
"Jack…aren't you going to sleep too?" she slurred.
"No love…gonna stay up a bit longer." he replied, getting up to leave.
"No! Don't leave Jack…stay here with me until I fall asleep…Don't abandon me…"
Jack just smiled and sat back down, brushing s few stray curls of hair from her face as she closed her eyes. He sat there and stroked her face for a while until he was quite sure that she was asleep, and then he said quietly into the dark," Don't you worry love…I'm not leaving you…not now…or ever."
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The next morning dawned bright and sunny, much to Renee's chagrin. The sunlight that suddenly forced it's way into her eyes burned like a thousand white hot pokers on the inside of her head. She felt as if her very skull was about to explode, and wished it would do so soon so as to relieve the enormous pressure. Her moans of pain woke Jack, who looked over worriedly at her and then remembered the enormous amounts of alcohol she had consumed the night before.
"I'm sorry Renee…this is all my fault. I shouldn't have let ye drink so much."
"It's okay Jack…but my head feels like it's been bashed against a rather hard rock a few times."
"Here," Jack said, offering her a small glass of a very dark liquid, which she sniffed skeptically.
"Ugh…more rum? That's what did this to me!"
"Trust me love. A little hair off the dog that bit you will do you a world of good. Just take a sip."
She did as she was instructed, and was surprised to find that the pain in her head subsided enough to allow her to get up and walk to the bathroom, where she washed her face and combed her hair. Then, she stumbled back to Jack, who supported her as they made their way up to the deck.
When they arrived on deck, as much as the sun made her want to lay down and writhe in pain, Renee was relieved to smell the fresh sea air in her lungs. It seemed to brush away some of the foggy, painful effects of the alcohol and leave her feeling quite a bit better. Will seemed to be feeling the same way as herself, so she went over to where he sat looking miserably at the water and sat down beside him.
"Good morning, Renee. I trust you slept well?"
"Slept…yes. Woke…not so much. I feel like someone's put a kettle over my head and beat it with a stick."
"Ah, so I'm not alone in that feeling. Well, I suppose that's to be expected after one consumes as much alcohol as we both did last night."
"Yes…Jack seems to hold his liquor so much better…He doesn't seem sick at all."
"That would be because he has so much practice…He's immune to it, so to speak. I think, however, that he was as shocked as I at YOUR reaction," Will finished with a sly grin.
"What do you-Oh…" she blushed as she remembered the kiss. "Oh, I don't know what I was thinking…I'm so ashamed!"
"Don't be. I actually think Jack rather enjoyed it. He likes you a lot, you know."
"Of course, I like him too. We're good friends!"
"No, I mean, I think he may have feelings for you, Renee. The first night after we came to the ship we were having a conversation while you were talking to Gibbs, and he was telling me how beautiful he thinks you are. This was, of course, no shock to me, because you are beautiful, but I've never heard Jack say something like that about a woman with so much sincerity in his voice. Besides that, he has slept in the same bed with you every night since we set sail, and never tried to take advantage of you. This wouldn't mean as much if it were any other man, but this is Jack Sparrow, the most famous Pirate in the Caribbean. He obviously cares a lot about you, or he wouldn't give you the enormous amount of respect that he does. Don't tell him I said any of this though, alright? I don't mean to say that he's a bad man, but his experiences with women are sincerely different than those of men you're used to. He's only ever had women like the ones in Tortuga, who wouldn't object to his taking advantage of them. But you're different, and he respects that, respects you."
Renee was shocked at this news. She'd been trying to push from her mind all thoughts of Jack having such an interest in her for the past few days, and now Will was telling her that he had the same suspicions. "Never mind that," she told herself. "Don't worry about what feelings that pirate may or may not have for you." But, regardless of what she told herself, she couldn't stop thinking about it for the rest of the day.
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A/N: I know, sucky way to end a chapter, but I'm working on it. Next one will hold more adventure, I promise. I'm bringing in the conflicts soon, so there won't be too much more of this boring, peaceful seas stuff. Please review! I need to know that someone is reading this!