RnR!
When Isabelle woke up she felt a sudden weight in her stomach.She slowly opened her eyes and remembered everything.
The song, the walk, the explosion...and her home.
"My god" she said covering her mouth in utter shock of what had happened.
She lay there for a few moments and breathed deeply trying to regain her composure.
She sat up and suddenly remembered that she wasnt where she remembered being last.
She was in a bedroom.
A messy bedroom to be correct.
There was only one candle lit and it reflected off of all the tinted rum bottles that scattered the floor.
She saw a curtain to her left.
She slowly pushed her feet over the edge of the bed and leaned over just enough to push the heavy curtain aside.
She gasped and quickly let the curtain fall back into place as sunlight poured into the room then was muffled again when the curtain was covering the window again.
She stood and walked around the bed to a door on the far side of the room.
As she walked she couldnt help but notice her footing seemed a bit off....
Before she had a chance to ponder further on the idea the door to the bedroom slammed open.
Isabelle sheilded her eyes from the sun as Jack stumbled in and slammed the door closed.
He slid to his bed where he fell face down and didnt move.
Isabelle stood there frozen, not sure what to do.
Jack noticed her silence and with great effort turned his head to the side so she could see his face.
"G'mornin' Belle" He said smiling lightly.
"Goodmorning...." she answered back, still shaken.
"Sorry if I startled ye, I just beed up all night thats all." Jack said softly beginning to close his eyes.
"Oh"
She then remembered her earlier inquisitions.
"Captain"
"Its Jack, Call me Jack"
"Ok..Jack, where am I?"
"Me ship luv." he answered , his eyes now closed and a pained look on his face.
Curious Isabelle made surface just then.
"Whats wrong"
"Ah I just wore me back out, its a bit sore."
She nodded and a mental battle began.
'Gosh
Belle you know you can massage better than anyone in the Caribbean!
Help the guy out!!...but he might get the wrong idea....BELLE look at
him! hes too tired to get the wrond idea!'
She sighed and moved over to the bed.
She sat beside Jack on the bed then slowly started loosening his back muscles with her small delicate hands.
She waited for a response and quickly recieved an appreciative groan from Jack.
She smiled and felt around his back until she found a knot in the small of his lower back.
She then strattled his legs and pushed the knot with the palms of her hands.
Jack purred under her ministrations.
She continued poking and prodding the knot until it was finally loose.
She
knew it would be sore so she found a bucket of warm water and a rag and
layed it on Jack's back then continued massaging his whole back.
Before long he was asleep.
When she heard him softly snoring she got off of the bed and straightened her dress.
She decided that until he woke up she would tidy up the cabin.
She cautiously lit a few more candles and when they didnt disturb his sleeping she began collecting the bottles from the floor.
She found a crate and piled them all in their.
After the bottles were gone she pushed the crate into the chamber room she had recently discovered.
She then used the same bucket of water as earlier and the rag to wipe some of the furniture clean of dust or dirt.
After the clothes and other things were put away where she beleived they belonged and Jack still hadnt stirred she decided to sleep as well.
Not feeling particualy propriatal she slipped into bed with Jack and closed her eyes.
Within moments she felt herself drifting into sleep.