Chapter eight:
I herd the heavy thud of boots coming to where my cabin was.
"Jack, you better let me the hell out of here!" I shouted, getting to my feet. But it wasn't Jack who undid the lock. It wasn't Jack who opend the door. And it wasn't Jack who came into the room.
"Oh shit." I said, backing up. It was a Navy Officer.
"Who are you?" The man asked in a heavy Dutch accent.
"Why should I say?"
"Well, you are on a pirate ship, and you are dressed like a pirate. I must assume you are a pirate." He took a step closer. I took a step back.
"A little early to make assumptions, isn't it?" I asked, trying to stall. Jack, you bastard! Where are you! I thought desperately.
"Well, like I said. You are on a pirate ship. My armada has already captured the crew. I must take you into custody, just for precautions. For all I know, you could be the captain."
"Lemme guess...Clap 'er in irons?" I asked. He shook his head.
"There is nowhere to run, and no one to save you. Unless you are a witch, there is no escape." I silently followed him out the door.
"Are you married?" He asked, trying to make conversation as we walked out of the bilges, and up to the deck.
"Yes." I said blunty.
"Your husband?"
"One of the ones you captured, I think."
"Ah. Then, I assume, then, that you are not the captain, but your husband is?"
"You assume correctly." By that time we were on his flagship. It was a nice ship, if you liked the military look. I didn't.
"This way." He said. He led me through the throng of tar-heads. I looked up at the flag they sailed under. It was the Dutch Armada. Shit...I'm in trouble now. All of the sailors, and military men went silent as I walked by with my captor.
"Your name?" I asked.
"I am Commador Konig." He led me to my holding cabin. And locked the door. I could hear everything that was said on deck.
There was a loud buzz when Konig went back upon the deck.
"She is just a child, yet still you piss yourselves!" He shouted. I chuckled, and listened intently. I could make out exclamations on hanging me right there.
"But sir, pirates are already returning from abroad..." A very whinny voice said.
"Yes, and plan to massacre every Navy Officer in the Carrabein." Konig said in sarcasm "There would be butchary indeed if such a plan were even conceiveable."
"They say Jack Sparrow has returned from France." The same whinny voice.
"Sparrow is nothing!" Konig.
"But, he was not among the crew we captured." This was a deep calming voice. I almost started jumping for joy. Jack wasnt captured! There was still a chance I wouldn't go to the gallows!
"Yes."
"He is going to come for his crew, and I bet my title that that was his wife you took into custody. He will come for her." Whinny voice.
Konig must have walked away, but I herd him murmmur quietly as he walked by cabin:
"Be sure that he doesn't."
(Third person...yes I know, but you must sometimes!)
"There is such little beauty in the world." Jack, at the helm said in the direction of Will. They were the only members of the crew to escape as well as Elizabeth. They were sailing to Port Royal on the ship they commandered in Tourtuga to go after Bonnie. It was a fine ship to be sure, and quite fast, but not as fast as the Pearl. Jack thought that the crew didnt sail as fast as the Pearl can go, mainly because they didnt believe Bonnie's ill made up story. He would be sure to reward them soon.
"Do think that is what God had in mind?" Jack mused.
"Oh
come off it Jack!" Will said, dropping his peice of rope.
"Admitt it!"
"What?"
"You really love her."
"Who?"
"BONNIE!" Elizabeth and Will shouted.
"Huh." Was all that he said.
"We will get her back." Elizabeth said, and turned to walk away.
"Wench doesnt really seem worth it." Jack spun the helm and they changed course to go after the flagship.
(Bonnie)
"Let me the hell out of here!" I screamed for the millionth time at the door. I threw a boot at the door, just as it opend .A thin scraggaly man stood there in the doorway, he caught my boot. His eyes were shifty. I imediatly didnt like him.
"You do not bow?" He said. It was the whiny voice guy.
"And who are you to me, that I have to bow?" I asked defiantly. He came at me, hand raised to strike.
"Bow to me."
"You have not yet told me your name." That earned me a slap across the face. I fell to the floor
"I am your superior!" He roared.
"I suffer to no man!" I screamed back.
"You shall be hung!" He yelled.
"Kris!" A loud booming, yet calm voice I had herd earlier cut in. "What in Gods name are you doing to her?"
"I...I.." Kris stumbled.
"Out with you, before I report it to the Commador."
"Yes, Admiral." Kris hightailed it out of my cell with all haste.
"I apologize for Kris' behavour. I think he is a bit dominating." The man offerd his hand to me, and I graciously took it. "I am Admiral Hanz."
"Very nice to meet you." I said pleasantly.
"I see you are with child. Once again, I am sorry for Kris' brutality. Sit." He said gesturing to the chair that was in my cell. I sat.
"Tell me, Madam...?"
"Sparrow."
"Madam Sparrow, where is your husband?"
"I know not, sir."
"You don't?" He asked confused.
"Yes, sir. I thought he was captured, but I overheard that he was not."
"Please, call me Hanz. If there is any information that you can give us regarding your husbad, we shall let you free, and you can have your baby in peace."
"But what of my husband?" I cried standing up. He didnt say. I grew tired of his over-nice-ness. "I grow weary, Monsieur Hanz, and wish to rest and pray, if I am to be hung." He sighed, and silently walked out. I layed on my cot, totally at a loss of what to do. I jumped up and tried the door. It was STILL locked. I layed back down. I looked at my stomach.
"Im really sorry, ya know." I said to it. "But, I would rather die for your dad, than live and have him die." What I said struck me for a moment. I would die for Jack? I felt a pang when I thought of him being hung. Oh no. I couldnt love him. Lust him, but...love? We only married for convienence. And I would bet his gold teeth that the feelings werent mutual. Oh well. I was soon to die. But I just couldnt believe that they would kill me, when I was pregnant.
(Third Person.)
"The ship is on the horizon!" Will shouted to Jack. He only nodded. "What are we going to do? How are we going to spring the ship, crew, and Bonnie?"
"Son. Im Captain Jack Sparrow." Was all that Jack said. Will rolled his eyes.
"Id like to know."
"FINE! We will light this ship afire. The Navy thinks there might people to help, and hasten to rescue what isn't there. We swim to their ship, get the crew, the Pearl, and the wife, and Roberts your uncle, Fannys your aunt, we sail away." Jack made a sideways wiggling motion with his hands that resembled a ship sailing away. Will nodded.
"How will they think there are passengers aboard?"
"Elizabeth can do some screaming from the water."
"Oh."
(Bonnie)
"There is a ship afire not far away!" Came a cry from the deck. I heard the many sounds of boots run up and down the deck. I put my hands over my ears because of the sound. Then I herd nothing. There was nought but a few tar-heads left on the ship. I wonderd if I could make an escape that moment. Kick the door down, and run. I positioned myself to kick the door, when it was all of a sudden, it got kicked in.
"Honey, Im home!" Came Jacks voice. I ran flung myself on him.
"They said they were going to kill me! And you!" I cried. He picked me up, and ran to the deck. I saw the captive crew fighting those few stragglers. The Pearl was anchored just to the left of the flagship. Jack grabbed a rigging rope and swung unto it.
"On deck you scabbours dogs!" He boomed, and set me down.
"Are you alright?" He asked, searching my person for any telltale signs.
"Not really." He grabbed my chin, and turned my face up.
"Not really? When you have a bruise the size of Jamacia on your cheek?"
"Oh, well this guy who was really crazy hit me because I wouldn't bow...or something along those limes. LINES!" Jack tenced.
"He hit you?"
"Yah. I was being a bit cocky and stuff though..."
"You are always like that. Go to the cabin. I'll be there as soon as I get the crew on deck, and settled." He shoved me into the direction of the cabin. I slowly walked into it, and sat down in the bed. I herd a small squeak. I jumped. There is was again. I tore off the bed covers, searching for what made the noise. I looked under the bed, in the bathroom, and then in the closet.
It was in the closet. A little puppy. Just old enough to be eating real food. It must have been a Russian Wolfhound. I picked it up and cuddled it. It was so cute!
"I see you found Thor." Jack said from the doorway.
"We are not naming this thing Thor." I spat out the name. "How about, Maia? Its a girl." I sat her down on the bed.
"Whatever. Its your puppy."
"Why did you get her?" I asked, as she nibbled my finger.
"I thought you might like her."
"Oh my! Im about to have a heart failure! Jack Sparrow has actually thought of someone other than himself!" I gasped, clutching my chest. I spun around a few times, then fell into him. His quick reflexes caught me. I grinned up at him. He smiled a small smile. I pushed his nose. "Beep." He rolled his eyes, and pushed me away.
"Thats a fine wat to treat your wife!" I cried out in mock anger.
"Eh." He said, but came up to me, and threw me unto the bed. I set down Aria and Jack layed down by me.
"I did miss you."
"I wasn't gone that long." I said, surprised.
"So." I looked at him for a moment, sure I had seen something in his eyes. But it must have been my imagination, because it was no longer there. I grabbed his hand, and we layed there for a long while, then fell asleep.
Sometime during the night, Aria got into bed, and in between us, laying on our clasped hands.
