Hi! I hope you'll all like this chapter! I also wanted to ask my faithful readers a question: should I change my story to a first-person point of view? Or should I leave it as it is? Cause while writing this chapter I unconsciously put "I" instead of "she" and only afterI reazlied it so I had to change everything. But then i thought it could be quite good actually, but i didn't want to modify it straightaway without asking your opinion, and also not to confuse you... So there, tell me what ye think! :-)

Special thanks to reviewers:

Emily716: thanks, i'm happy you like my story!

Grittlebone: Yea you're totally right! Thanks a lot for your comment! I also noticed when you said it that I was making Jack waaaay too mushy..lol!! I'll try him to make him more "insensitive"! since that's how he is...Jack and mushyness don't go together! :-) Keep on reviewing!

Clueless-Patty: thanks for reviewing! I'm happy you like my story...and also the spaghetti sorry macaroniwith meatballs! Hm, you're making me hungry...I'm gonna see what I have to eat! ;-) Oh and it's strange cause I talk about food in this chapter, well not much but I entered something somewhere...loli wonder where i got the inspiration.... :-) Thanks again for reviewing!


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Samantha heard footsteps going towards the door, and then the door snapped shut. She was quite alone now. And more than ever she wanted to be in Jack's arm, safe and without a care in the world…


Chapter 5 – Eavesdropping

But for the moment that just seemed somewhat impossible, especially at that precise instant. Sam tiptoed towards the door, and hearing no noise outside –everyone must still be in the galley- she opened the door quietly and made her way towards the deck of the Black Pearl. Jack was nowhere in sight. She sighed and lay down on the cool wood of the deck, looking up at the twinkling stars. She put her hands under her head, and breathed in deeply. It was another calm and cool night, but in Samantha's mind everything was going at full speed. She was still under the shock of her fight with Jack, but she couldn't really understand why. Actually, deep down she knew that she cared a lot for the pirate captain and couldn't bear to lose him.

What, lose him?? What the hell am I thinking? Why would I care for a scoundrel like him?

He's not a scoundrel…He's a thousands times better than that, isn't he? He's been nice with you since he met you, hasn't he?

Yeah, only because he wanted to sleep with me! Ha! As if he would care for me, have feelings for me, pirates can't love! He said it himself!

Ah ha! So you do have feelings for him, don't you?! Don't you?!!

Shut up. I'm starting to become just like Jack…Talking to myself… I must be mad… This whole place is mad! Everything is just so frustrating! Why can't human relations be simpler?? They always have to be so complicated! I wonder what Jack's doing now…No, no, no, I don't care about the scallywag!

You said you did.

No I did not. Well anyway you're me, so stop bothering me!

Yeah well you should listen to me.

Argh leave me alone! I'm gonna go see what the others are doing.

Sam got up from the deck and brushed off her dress. She walked down the stairs and entered the galley, where everyone was finishing eating. She spotted Anamaria and went towards her.

"D'you know where Jack is?" Why did I just ask that?? I do not care about him!

"Oh I don' know, he didn' come down here anyways. Might be in his cabin."

Yeah, surely drinking rum, Sam found herself thinking. Whatever, might as well see what he's up to…If he's not too drunk to recognize me…See if he's still angry…

Sam went back up where the cabins of the ship were located, and found Jack's -the one nearest deck. She put her ear to the door. At the beginning she couldn't hear anything, but then she heard two people talking, in fact it was Jack and Gibbs who were talking -about her.

Hmm seems interesting, I wonder what they're saying about me…

"…I'm tellin' ye, I can't have that girl on board anymore…At the next port she's off the Pearl!"

"Ye can't do that to 'er Jack! I thought ye cared fer her? Don' ye? And ye know better than me that even the crew don't wanna lose her…"

"Gibbs, I'm warnin' ye, she's getting off at the next port, point final! End of discussion!"

"Aye, captain."

Sam heard some movement inside of the cabin which meant that Gibbs was going to come out at any moment. With tears in her eyes, Sam quickly moved aside and went to her room. She slammed the door behind her and threw herself on the bed, her tears now blurring her vision and flowing unrestrainedly. She was hurt, yes, and most of all she felt betrayed. How could Jack do that to her? Hadn't they been going on well since she came on the Pearl? Well of course there was that little fight they had had, but it wasn't a reason to abandon her in any old place!

Bloody bastard. I shouldn't have trusted him, I knew it since the beginning that we couldn't trust pirates. Why am I so stupid?? Fine if he wants me to leave I'll leave, and it'll be too bad for him! I don't care!

But Sam did care. And so did Jack.

She was different from all the other women he had met, though he couldn't really explain why. But he couldn't afford to let her get too close to him, he didn't want to show his feelings being as stubborn as he was, so the best way was to make her get off of his ship. That decision wouldn't do any good to both of them, but Jack was sure that he could forget her easily and suffer no more. Ha. As if.


The next day…

When Sam woke up, the sun was shining through the small window in her cabin, sending rays of warm light on her face. It would be another beautiful day. But a second later she remembered all the past night's events, and anger mixed with sadness coursed throughout her body. She wanted to yell at the top of her lungs, to scream all her frustrations to Jack, but she knew that that definitely wasn't the good solution to make him listen to her. Sighing, she stood up and dressed quickly –dark green pants with a loose-fitting 'white' shirt that Jack had given her when she arrived on the ship- and tied her hair in a braid, dark brown strands falling around her face. She went up on deck and breathed in the fresh air and started her day's work. Most of the crew was already busying itself and she greeted them with a small smile. There was no sign of Jack –neither on deck nor at the helm. It was Gibbs who was steering the ship. She went towards him trying to look relaxed, her hands in her pockets.

"Where's Jack?" she asked, directing her question to Gibbs. I wonder what the devil he's up to.

"I don' know, lass, I just saw 'im last night in 'is cabin with a few bottles o' rum, and this mornin', nothin', not a peep from 'im. He must still be sleepin'."

Sam looked out at sea. The turquoise-blue waves were reflecting the light and glistening under the sun, and the opal-blue sky was specked with the tiniest clouds, very far away. There was nothing on the horizon. Sam breathed in again, trying to get rid of the tension in her body and convince herself that Jack wouldn't really dare make her leave, at least she hoped so.

"Ye seemed troubled lass," Gibbs said, breaking the silence. He had been watching her all the time.

"Yeah, whatever, nothing important…" Sam mumbled.

Gibbs looked at her closely.

"Are ye sure? Ye don' wanna speak 'bout it?"

"No, no, it's ok, really."

Sam offered him a weak smile, turned and left to get back to her duties, not wanting to anger Jack even more if he saw her having a nice little chat instead of working, especially a chat which could concern him.

Samantha had barely started to work again, when Jack came up on deck, staggering a little –he was obviously drunk- and he was squinting his eyes in the harsh sunlight.


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