There'll be no livin' with her after this
Chapter 20-It's Jack, alright
Disclaimer: No, I don't own POTC…
(Ring, ring, ring)…pause…(ring, ring, ring)
"What the bloody hell time is it?" Jack moaned.
"Time to get up", came the answer. Jack heard a rustle of sheets, but he kept his eyes closed.
He finally opened his eyes to the bright, late-morning sunlight. He watched Jade sit up, then sink back down.
"Or not", she sighed.
"Ye alright, love? Cause I'll do anythin', savvy?", he said, rubbing her back.
"I'm just…tired a bit, I expect."
(Ring, ring, ring)
"What the bloody hell is that?"
Jade laughed. "We're supposed to be in the kitchen at the moment."
"Oh. I suppose we'd best stay here then."
"That sounds dreadfully tempting, Mr. Sparrow."
He kissed her. "Would ye fancy anythin', Miss Jade?"
"Peut-être", she voiced softly, as she lifted herself up a bit so that she leaned back against the pillow.
"Alrigh'", Jack replied, and made a move to get up.
"Where are you going?"
"I'll be just a tic, love." He gave her a quick kiss, and threw on his attire.
"Elizabeth, are you alright? You don't look sound…" Will asked uneasily as they walked through the hall.
"Will, darling, I told you I'm fine. I guess I'm just worked up about the festivity the night after tomorrow."
She halted for a second, and said, "God, this corset is uncomfortable!", and put her hand to her chest.
"Darling?"
"I'm sorry", she said, giving a weak smile. "Just talking to myself."
"No, um…must you wear that bloody thing? Apologies for my language; picked it up here and there; but really, it would be much easier if you didn't have it on when we were going to…"
"Will! Don't be inappropriate. You never know whose watching."
He smiled, then said, "But, if it's bothering you…"
"No, dear, it's okay" she ended as they sat reached the kitchen.
"Da da da da, da da da, da da da da…"
"What is……Jack!", she answered her own question. "What have you…?"
"Oh, 'ello mates", he nodded to the couple.
"Jack, you've got, um…", Will started.
Jack ignored him, and took a couple bottles of rum, and other refreshments.
Will looked at Elizabeth for help.
"Captain Sparrow."
"Aye?"
"It appears that you have rouge on…you."
"Oh! Damn…", he cursed to himself, and hurriedly left.
"Will, darling!", Elizabeth exclaimed. "I knew it!"
"Sh!"
"But, Will! I can't keep this much longer!"
"I know Elizabeth, but do you realize the position he's in? She's in?"
"No."
"Oh. Well, just keep quiet for at least a little while."
"Oh, okay", Elizabeth consented reluctantly.
Jack rushed into the room. Jade was still lying in bed, with her negligee on, and the sheets wrapped around her.
She sat up a bit more.
"Jack, what's the matter? Did you happen to encounter someone?"
"Jade, ye could have mentioned somethin' bout how I looked before I left."
"You look enticing à moi", she answered good-humoredly.
Jack looked at her half-skeptically.
"Oh!", she realized, then laughed.
"Come again?"
"I'm sorry, love. I shouldn't have been wearing rouge…Oh, did anyone see you?"
"Oh, aye, mostly Mrs. Turner."
"Mon dieu..."
"But…nevertheless, can't control all that happens, love", he sat down beside her, and handed her a flask of rum.
She drank some, and then said, "So what are they up to?"
"As a matter of fact, I heard a smidge of what they were talking about—Miss Swann's corset."
"Jack!"
He laughed. "I'm just sayin' what I heard, love."
"Hmmm" she shook her head. "I really ought to get dressed but I'd rather not."
"Then don't."
"But you're already dressed, so…"
"Oh, that's quite easy to correct, miss…"
Jade kissed him.
"An' what bout your corset?"
"Quoi corset?"
(hit) (hit) (hit!)
"Jesus…" Jack muttered as he broke the kiss.
"Quoi?"
"I'm ignoring the bloody rocks that are hitting the window."
"Perdon?" Jade looked at Jack curiously, and then she too heard the noise.
"So much for bloody peace an' quiet."
"Oh, don't complain so much, love."
Jade put on her robe and made to stand up, but Jack pulled her back down, kissing her neck.
"Leave it, love."
"Jack, there must be a reason someone's pelting rocks at the window."
"Ye know, he's just bloody left us hangin' fer like a week, eh?", Ragetti grumbled.
"Aye! We already talked about this, mate! Tha's why were a-goin' back to Port Royal, but firs', Tortuga."
"Yeh, wha' good is stayin' here anyway? Nothin' round…eh? I guess we'll be havin' ter take the Pearl."
"No, ye bloody idiot!", Pintel exclaimed. "Do ye know wha' Captain Sparrow would do ter ye?"
"Worse then me bloody nose gone?"
Pintel looked serious. "Aye…"
"Oh…s'good 'nough, then. But we don't have no ship."
"The Cap'n'll see to it."
Jade walked around the bed, and chanced a glance at the window.
"Oh!"
"No one's about, right?"
"Jack, it's your mates. What're they're names…And what's the time anyway?"
"Damn, that's jus' bloody brilliant. I forgot about what I should do with the blokes."
Jade moved towards the door.
"Jade, love, where…'?"
"If you're not going to talk to them, I will. And plus, it's getting late."
"No, no, no!", he rushed up. "They mustn't know either!"
"But they've already seen us together…"
"Aye, but they don't know; they won't remember. An' if they find out again, they'll, ye know…"
"Ah. Fine. You're just going to keep me cooped up in here all day…"
"Jade, I never get to keep ye cooped up in here all day."
"You have a point, I suppose", she said, giving in.
"God, I don't want to bloody bargain right now, but, I'll be back in a tic", he said.
Jack dressed, and then went out, sneaking quietly past, as to not be noticed, and inaudibly opened the door.
He made his way to the side of the house, and looked at the two pirates, their backs turned towards him.
"Ehem. What do ye bloody want now, mates?"
"Cap'n!"
"Ye left us hangin' Captain."
"An' we know why…" they said, hushing their voices.
"We know you're 'ere, poppet! Come out…"
"What in Davy Jones' Locker are ye talking about? Have ye been to Tortuga or the like…?"
"Well, the thing is, Captain, we've a-come ter tell ye two things. Firs', we're a-goin' back to Tortuga to wait."
Jack turned at them. "Where's Gibbs?"
"The…ship."
"The Pearl?"
"Aye."
"Alrigh'. Ye are goin' with the crew?"
"No, jus' some o' them."
Jack began to pace, in thought. "I'll have to acquire a ship, then."
"An' Captain, speakin' o' ships, we haven't one", Ragetti added.
"Errr", Pintel grumbled in exasperation.
"Besides tha', what is it ye were going to tell me?", Jack continued.
"Oh…Bout yer bonny lass", Pintel started.
"Aye. I don't need ye to interfere, and let everyone bloody know. An' don't go round spreading lies neither."
"Right, Cap'n..."
Peut-être: Maybe
à moi: to me
Mon dieu: Dear me
Quoi: What