Disclaimer: I still don't own POTC.
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Chapter 9: On our tail
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"Wind the sails, ye scabrous dogs! Lift the anchor! We can't stay in Tortuga for long!" Jack yelled early the next day. He walked towards the helm, taking the wheel from Anamaria.
"How's the lass, Jack? Still asleep, eh?" she asked as she stepped aside to let Jack steer the wheel. "Too bad we can' stay in Tortuga."
"At least we 'ave a fresh stock o' rum." He answered, his eyes focused on the horizon.
"Ye still didn' tell me why we couldn' stay and 'ave sum fun." Anamaria was hoping he would tell her why they had to leave in a hurry.
"I got a bad feelin' the Navy's on our tail." There was an unreadable look on his face that told Anamaria he didn't want to talk about this topic.
"Where's our next stop then, Cap'n?" Anamaria changed the topic.
"Nassau Port."
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"Alright! We set sail for Nassau at top speed!" Norrington informed his crew. It was near noon and the sun shone high in the sky. He was standing on the deck of the Terminator when one of his crew caught sight of a Navy ship.
"May I ask as to why we are heading to Nassau, Commodore?" Norrington turned to find Frederick Wilhelm standing a few feet away from him. For some reason, he didn't like to be around this man. He insisted on coming along, despite the argument he and the Governor put up.
"Mister Wilhelm, some of the men we assigned in Tortuga have tipped us that Sparrow is headed to Nassau. If you want to get your fiancée back, you better not interfere in my work." He answered, irritated.
"To Nassau it is then." Frederick answered with a nod and decided to go back to his cabin. 'Do not worry, my dear Elisse, we will get you back and Sparrow will get what he deserves.' He thought, a cruel smile upon his lips.
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Three days passed and the bond between Jack and Elisse grew stronger. True, there were still heated arguments, but it was different from the ones they had before the incident in Tortuga.
One night, Elisse was sitting on Jack's bed reading her book when he entered. She folded the top right corner of the page she was reading and placed the book on the table. She gave him a smile in greeting.
"How much longer till we get to Nassau, Jack?" she asked.
"It would take at least a week, luv. Are ye in a hurry?" he answered, a brow raised.
"Not really. I'm just . . ." she trailed off.
"You're just what?" he was curious to know if she also thought they were being followed.
"Well . . . I just have this strange feeling that my father would be going after us. I mean . . . I told them not to worry but they would not like me running away after my engagement." She answered, afraid that Jack would be infuriated with her, putting him, his crew, and his ship in danger.
"Don't ye worry. They won' be able to catch up with us." He smiled at her in reassurance, but he himself was worried. She must've seen through him with the next words she said.
"I'm sorry, Jack, if I put you and your crew in possible danger. I'll get off at Nassau so my father won't bother you anymore." She felt guilty. He wasn't supposed to be in any part of this, yet here he was, solving her problems for her, risking his life in the process, though they only met a few days ago. But what did she repay him with? She got him wounded and even yelled at him in some occasions.
Seeing the troubled look on her face, Jack sat beside her on his bed, putting an arm around her shoulders in a comforting manner.
"What's troublin' ye so much, luv?" he asked, a look of real concern on his face.
"I've treated you so badly and got you those wounds, but not once did you yell back at me or lay as much as one hurting finger on me. I never thought a pirate could be this kind." She said, daring to look straight into his deep brown orbs.
"Luv, if it was sumone other than ye, I would've let 'im walk the plank for treatin' me the way ye do." He answered, smiling.
"What makes me so special that you're willing to risk your life and freedom?" she asked, not looking away from his eyes.
Her question also made Jack wonder. 'What makes 'er so special?' he thought to himself. He didn't know the answer to this and it confused him. 'It can't be tha' she's special without a reason.' He argued. He knew there was something to it that he just can't quite put his finger on.
"Ye better go to bed, luv, it's getting' late." He said.
Right after they had left Tortuga, Jack had put up a hammock using a sheet he had gotten from his sea chest and tied it to two poles. Elisse watched him as he made his way to his make shift sleeping area and started to take off his hat, shirt, effects, and boots.
Maybe the idea she had in mind was not the best one, she already felt guilty that Jack was too kind to her, also letting her sleep in his bed.
"Jack, you don't have to sleep there, you know. You can take the bed." She stated, getting up and walking over to him. "It's yours and I can sleep on the hammock."
He looked at her awkwardly, and then turned his gaze to the bed and back to her. He pondered upon the idea for a while and finally made up his mind.
"I can't be sleepin' on the bed while ye sleep on the hammock, luv. But . . . I will sleep on the bed if ye would do the same." He answered, grinning.
Elisse gave him a glare as she felt her temper rising. Just when Jack gave her puppy dog eyes did she remember why she had truly approached him. It was against her better judgment but in the short time she had spent with him, she had grown to trust him.
"Jack, just promise me you won't try anything funny." She gave in. After all, she owed him so much more.
"Alrigh'. I promise tha' I won't try anythin' funny." He said, raising his right hand.
She turned away from him and walked towards the bed, taking her place near the wall and scooting over to give him enough space. He blew out the candles and the room was illuminated by only the moonlight. Elisse felt the bed shift as Jack took his place.
"Gudnigh', luv." He said, turning his head to look at her.
"Goodnight, Jack." She answered as she turned to face the wall.
It was not long till Jack fell asleep. She stayed awake longer than him, pondering upon the possible things that could happen in this little adventure of hers before she herself fell into a blissful slumber.
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AN: Hope you liked it! Took long to write but . . . here it is! I need some suggestions on the next chapter so . . . please review!:):P
Ury^_^
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Chapter 9: On our tail
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"Wind the sails, ye scabrous dogs! Lift the anchor! We can't stay in Tortuga for long!" Jack yelled early the next day. He walked towards the helm, taking the wheel from Anamaria.
"How's the lass, Jack? Still asleep, eh?" she asked as she stepped aside to let Jack steer the wheel. "Too bad we can' stay in Tortuga."
"At least we 'ave a fresh stock o' rum." He answered, his eyes focused on the horizon.
"Ye still didn' tell me why we couldn' stay and 'ave sum fun." Anamaria was hoping he would tell her why they had to leave in a hurry.
"I got a bad feelin' the Navy's on our tail." There was an unreadable look on his face that told Anamaria he didn't want to talk about this topic.
"Where's our next stop then, Cap'n?" Anamaria changed the topic.
"Nassau Port."
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"Alright! We set sail for Nassau at top speed!" Norrington informed his crew. It was near noon and the sun shone high in the sky. He was standing on the deck of the Terminator when one of his crew caught sight of a Navy ship.
"May I ask as to why we are heading to Nassau, Commodore?" Norrington turned to find Frederick Wilhelm standing a few feet away from him. For some reason, he didn't like to be around this man. He insisted on coming along, despite the argument he and the Governor put up.
"Mister Wilhelm, some of the men we assigned in Tortuga have tipped us that Sparrow is headed to Nassau. If you want to get your fiancée back, you better not interfere in my work." He answered, irritated.
"To Nassau it is then." Frederick answered with a nod and decided to go back to his cabin. 'Do not worry, my dear Elisse, we will get you back and Sparrow will get what he deserves.' He thought, a cruel smile upon his lips.
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Three days passed and the bond between Jack and Elisse grew stronger. True, there were still heated arguments, but it was different from the ones they had before the incident in Tortuga.
One night, Elisse was sitting on Jack's bed reading her book when he entered. She folded the top right corner of the page she was reading and placed the book on the table. She gave him a smile in greeting.
"How much longer till we get to Nassau, Jack?" she asked.
"It would take at least a week, luv. Are ye in a hurry?" he answered, a brow raised.
"Not really. I'm just . . ." she trailed off.
"You're just what?" he was curious to know if she also thought they were being followed.
"Well . . . I just have this strange feeling that my father would be going after us. I mean . . . I told them not to worry but they would not like me running away after my engagement." She answered, afraid that Jack would be infuriated with her, putting him, his crew, and his ship in danger.
"Don't ye worry. They won' be able to catch up with us." He smiled at her in reassurance, but he himself was worried. She must've seen through him with the next words she said.
"I'm sorry, Jack, if I put you and your crew in possible danger. I'll get off at Nassau so my father won't bother you anymore." She felt guilty. He wasn't supposed to be in any part of this, yet here he was, solving her problems for her, risking his life in the process, though they only met a few days ago. But what did she repay him with? She got him wounded and even yelled at him in some occasions.
Seeing the troubled look on her face, Jack sat beside her on his bed, putting an arm around her shoulders in a comforting manner.
"What's troublin' ye so much, luv?" he asked, a look of real concern on his face.
"I've treated you so badly and got you those wounds, but not once did you yell back at me or lay as much as one hurting finger on me. I never thought a pirate could be this kind." She said, daring to look straight into his deep brown orbs.
"Luv, if it was sumone other than ye, I would've let 'im walk the plank for treatin' me the way ye do." He answered, smiling.
"What makes me so special that you're willing to risk your life and freedom?" she asked, not looking away from his eyes.
Her question also made Jack wonder. 'What makes 'er so special?' he thought to himself. He didn't know the answer to this and it confused him. 'It can't be tha' she's special without a reason.' He argued. He knew there was something to it that he just can't quite put his finger on.
"Ye better go to bed, luv, it's getting' late." He said.
Right after they had left Tortuga, Jack had put up a hammock using a sheet he had gotten from his sea chest and tied it to two poles. Elisse watched him as he made his way to his make shift sleeping area and started to take off his hat, shirt, effects, and boots.
Maybe the idea she had in mind was not the best one, she already felt guilty that Jack was too kind to her, also letting her sleep in his bed.
"Jack, you don't have to sleep there, you know. You can take the bed." She stated, getting up and walking over to him. "It's yours and I can sleep on the hammock."
He looked at her awkwardly, and then turned his gaze to the bed and back to her. He pondered upon the idea for a while and finally made up his mind.
"I can't be sleepin' on the bed while ye sleep on the hammock, luv. But . . . I will sleep on the bed if ye would do the same." He answered, grinning.
Elisse gave him a glare as she felt her temper rising. Just when Jack gave her puppy dog eyes did she remember why she had truly approached him. It was against her better judgment but in the short time she had spent with him, she had grown to trust him.
"Jack, just promise me you won't try anything funny." She gave in. After all, she owed him so much more.
"Alrigh'. I promise tha' I won't try anythin' funny." He said, raising his right hand.
She turned away from him and walked towards the bed, taking her place near the wall and scooting over to give him enough space. He blew out the candles and the room was illuminated by only the moonlight. Elisse felt the bed shift as Jack took his place.
"Gudnigh', luv." He said, turning his head to look at her.
"Goodnight, Jack." She answered as she turned to face the wall.
It was not long till Jack fell asleep. She stayed awake longer than him, pondering upon the possible things that could happen in this little adventure of hers before she herself fell into a blissful slumber.
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AN: Hope you liked it! Took long to write but . . . here it is! I need some suggestions on the next chapter so . . . please review!:):P
Ury^_^