Speaking of the Past
By Viggorus-0506
Chapter 3: How Long?
"Cap'n, I've had these scars the whole year we've been together," AnaMaria said, relaxing as the callused skin of his fingers ran across the skin of her back.
"I knew ye would tell me when ye were ready but I thought they were from ye bein' a pirate an' all." He pulled the hair away from her ear and leaned into it whispering so that no one else in the world would hear. "I really am sorry, Maria. Fer not listnin' to ye and bein' so daft."
"Cap'n I'm…" Jack cut her off before she got a chance to finish, putting a rough finger to her lips.
"Maria. It's jes Jack, luv."
"I should be goin' back t' me cabin t' get some rest," Ana said moving to get her shirt from the floor of the deck.
"Ye know luv, ye can come back to our quarters. That is, if ye want,"
AnaMaria gave a faint smile and took the captains hand as he led her into their quarters.
AnaMaria stood there and cried as she watched the man whip her son. She cried as much as he did, if not more. The man had an evil grin on his face as he cracked the whip onto the boy's back. She couldn't see the boy's face; he kept looking straight ahead towards the fields.
"Momma!"
And then finally the beating was over and the master surprisingly he unchained the boy. The boy collapsed to the ground and AnaMaria ran to him, with arms wide open, ready to embrace him. But as it were, she ran right through him. Would have hit the tree too, if she hadn't passed through that too. She ended up with her back against the tree on the opposite side. She turned around to place her hand on the tree but that passed too. She walked through the tree to find a slave girl holding him.
She fell to the ground and wept into her hands.
"I'm so sorry." AnaMaria said as a tear rolled down her face.
"Ana! AnaMaria! Wake up luv. It's a nightmare. AnaMaria," he whispered loudly into the ear of the pirate that lie beside him.
"Was it 'bout 'im, luv?" She solemnly nodded and moved over to rest her head on Jack's chest and placed her hand on his shoulder. He wrapped a protective arm around her as he watched the ceiling. He couldn't help but wonder, How long are these gonna last?
Jack woke up long before the sun was up. He carefully detached AnaMaria from himself and dressed, spreading the kohl around his eyes. He made his way to the helm of the ship to find Gibbs there.
"We sail fer th' mainlan', northwest, to th' eas' coast o' Georgia."
"Well, g' mornin' t' ye too cap'n."
"Yeah, 'at too. But did ye hear what I said mate?"
"The coast o' Georgia. But may I ask cap'n, what we be goin' t' Georgia fer?" Gibbs asked with a questioning look.
"T' get back somethin' tha' was lost. I got it from 'ere mate. Ye can go back t' ye cabin till Wake Up," Jack said taking the helm. " 'N Gibbs. This doesn't make way t' Ana or I'll have ye neck, savvy." With a nod Gibbs mad his way to the crews sleeping quarters.