Disclaimer- Ummmmmm...yeah so I still don't own it. I DO however own my OC, the plot, and the cliffhangers. Or the song, I don't own that either. I DO own a car. neat huh?
When she rolled over to see where Jack had gone off to, she saw the most wonderful sight she'd ever seen
/Jesus, Mary, an' Joseph! It's...oh my God/ Isa thought to herself as she gazed upon the golden skin. Not only did she realize that Jack was tanned to perfection, she also noticed he was completely naked!
"Ye know Love, if yer gonna stare ye could at least wait till me back's turned." Jack said catching Isa off guard.
Isa sat up from the pillow clutching her head. Amazingly her headache was completely gone, of course that's also the time she realized she was totally naked. Isa gasped and tied the sheet around her like a toga. Isa heard Jack laugh as he put on his trousers.
"Jack! Where the bloody 'ell did ye put me clothes!" Isa yelled.
Jack merely smiled his charming smile and held up her garments. Isa took note that her pistol and sword were on the floor by her bed, and Jack's were by him.
"Oh, ye mean these Love? I took them off o' ye last night 'fore I crawled in bed with ye. They were still damp from the ocean so I took it upon myself te make sure ye stayed warm and didn't catch yer death." Jack said smiling. He paused for emphasis, he knew that would irritate Isa. That's exactly what he wanted. "Did ye know ye talk in yer sleep Lass? Ye mentioned somethin' 'bout how ye thought I was more handsome than what Will an' Lizzy said. Ye also said somethin' about that "P" branded yer arm." Jack said pointing, "Did ye have a run in with the East India company same as I? Or did ye put it there yerself 'opeing I wouldn't find out ye was a lady?" Jack asked smile never faltering.
Isa was totally speechless. She didn't know whether to kiss him or kill him. On one hand, because he was shirtless and showing off his tattoo's and bullet scars, he made Isa want him. On the other hand, because he had slept with her naked in the night and figured out her secret, she wanted to rip out his heart and stomp on it. As this all ran through Isabelle's head she unconsciously reached for her sword and stood up with it raised at Jack's chest.
"Now, now Love I wouldn't be doin' nothin' rash. See'n as I 'ave the upper hand. Jack said holding Isa's garments out the porthole.
Isa lept for her clothes hoping to save them, but to no avail. Jack dropped them out the window down to the depths of the sea. Isa let out a growl from the pits of her stomach.
"Is this 'ow ye treat yer own crew?" Isa yelled. "I won fair an' square last night and this is what I get!"
"Pirate, Love, Pirate." Jack said picking up his own sword. "An' as for last night, I don't think ye won, seeing as 'ow I wasn't passed out. I was sleep'n. And now..." Jack made a swift move and had Isabelle pinned to the wall. "Now we will 'ave a real fight. We still use'n the same betting wages Love?" Jack asked as if Isa had any other choice.
/He smells of rum and coconuts./ Isa thought.
"Why Jack Sparrow, ye 'ave yourself an accord! Now On Guard!" Isa shouted as she smacked her sword against Jack's to get him off of her.
Jack backed up a few steps before running his blade down hers as if to say "Come an' get it!" Isa moved step by step. Following Jack's feet with her own so she wouldn't miss a beat. Isabelle knew his skill was far better than hers but she couldn't let on. Jack was the one who started the fight, and she planned on finishing it. Isa couldn't believe how sexy Jack looked. He was so intense but calm at the same time, and his skills were unmatched...until now. Isa knew she was being backed into a corner, she decided to take drastic measures. She kicked open Jack's cabin door with her foot.
/FUCK! That hurt! Oh yeah I have no shoes/ Isa thought mentally slapping herself.
The two fought out onto the deck of the ship, so focused on getting what they wanted, neither noticed the crew staring until Anamaria spoke up.
"Oi! Cap'n! Looks like one o' yer ladies o' the night's finally fight'en back!" Ana said laughing. "What's the problem Lass? Jack not please'n ye?"
Jack chuckled knowing that Ana had set Isabelle on fire with that remark. He liked the way the morning sun glistened off her skin. Jack new if he played his cards right, he'd win. It would've been a good plan had he not forgotten one thing, NEVER under estimate the anger of a woman! Isabelle caught Jack off guard, and sliced his shirt just grazing the skin. Jack looked shocked but only retaliated with a slice of his own, straight up the blanket, along Isa's leg. The crew eagerly watched like a pack of hungry dogs. They knew that there had to be a loser, they just didn't know who would be the last one standing. Anamaria was the only one to recognize the fire ablaze in Isa's eyes. She knew the outcome of the fight even before Jack's next swipe. Jack made a fine line down the middle of Isa's make-shift toga exposing more of her breasts.
That sealed his fate. All at once Isa threw herself on to Jack screaming as she went. She pulled her mother's dagger from her hair and put it to Jacks neck.
Jack felt himself fall to the ground. He reached for his sword but found Isa straddling his chest with a dagger pressed to his throat. He couldn't believe he, Captain Jack Sparrow, had lost. Oh was this girl unlike any other.
"I win Cap'n." Isa said breathing heavily. "Now I believe we 'ad an accord. Could we go back to yer cabin and discuss the terms?" Isa said seductively in Jacks ear. She wanted to get him for throwing her clothes out the window, and she knew just the right way to do it.
"Alright you lazy blighters! Back te' work!" Jack barked before shutting the door to his cabin. He still couldn't believe the beauty before him had beaten him in such cold blood. She fought like him, and that of course aroused him like nothing else could. While Jack was thinking, Isa grabbed his last two bottles of rum.
"So, you think I can be one o' the crew now Jack?" Isa said tossing him one of the bottles of rum, which he downed quickly.
"That's Captain Jack to ye lass, and I suppose ye could be a pirate. Though you will 'ave to sleep in me cabin till we reach Tortuga, savvy?" Jack said gesturing to his bed casually.
Isa sat on Jacks bed still holding the bottle of rum she had. She felt Jack slip his arm around her as he talked about where he was going to put her once they reached Tortuga. Isa didn't like the sound of sleeping with the crew. It was kind of creepy and freaky at the same time. She was mostly afraid of what the men might do to her. She stood up just as Jack was going to move in on her. Isa walked over to the window and uncorked the rum. She saw Jacks face go pale as she tipped it out the window.
"Now Cap'n I'm gonna get what I want or the last of yer rum's going down to the fishes." Isa said smiling. She knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it.
"I want to stay in yer cabin with ye. I want a job of be'en the crews entertainment, and not what yer think'en of Jack! I play the flute." Isa stated as she poured a little of the rum out the window. Jack knew he had no choice, his beloved rum was going to be gone! And they still had to get to Tortuga before he could get more.
/Oh, this lass fights dirty./ Jack thought.
Jack stood up and walked slowly over to Isabelle.
"Now why would ye want to stay with me up 'ere, than with the crew?" Jack asked reaching for his rum. Isa handed it to him out half out of pity half out of curiosity. Jack puts the rum back in his trunk, carefully, as one would lay a child down.
"I wanna stay up 'ere with ye cuz I don't trust the other men. I can at least 'old ye off, but more than just ye, I won't last long." Isa said truthfully.
"Ahhhh, but ye can't 'old me off forever. Ye ferget I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Jack said bowing, his his trinkets clinking lightly.
pulls screen over so her head sticks out Hey! It's me Chelsey, the author. Don't worry Isa's gonna warm up soon. Jack's slowly melting the ice around her. Oh and I put a time laps here cuz I wanted to get this out and I can't think of anything else for the morning.closes screen
Later that evening just as the sun was setting Isa wondered around the deck trying to get used to the place that was going to be her home from then on. She didn't mind doing the work that Jack asked of her. She liked to clean for the most part, that is, until Jack had her clean his cabin. It took her the rest of the day to get it clean. Jack kept coming in and staring as she cleaned the floor. Isa figured it was only because she was still wearing the bed sheet. Only after Anamaria came in to congratulate Isa on her win over Jack did she get some proper pants and a shirt.
Isa decided to get some clothes once they reached Tortuga. She also had someone to see...Isa's thoughts were interrupted by the movement on the deck. She turned and noticed no one was there.
/Everyone must've gone to sleep/ she thought...Isa looked around and it dawned on her it was dark. /How long have I been standing here/ Isa shrugged. She was alone, she liked solitude, it was time for her to be herself. Isa took off her shoes and pulled out her flute. She had kept it in her coin purse in her hat. Luckily Jack hadn't thrown her hat overboard. She started to play, it was a slow haunting melody that her mother had taught her. Isabelle had named called it "The Life of La Belle Rosa" after her mother's death. She danced to it now, full of energy because she knew her mother would've been proud she had taken a risk, and succeeded. Isa felt the wood under her narrow feet as she twirled and spun unaware that someone watched her from the helm, completely under the spell of her song.
Jack watched as Isabelle danced around his deck. He'd never seen any woman look more beautiful. Her hair trinket's tinkled lightly along with the song. The moon beams seemed to dance with her. They followed her feet, and shimmered off of her flute until the song ended. Jack blinked out of his trance and saw that Isa was looking up in his direction.
Isa finished her song with a beautiful note. She looked to the helm and saw Jack. She started to feel weird. No one ever watched her dance before and she wasn't entirely sure she could do it in front of the crew. That was just the first thing that shot out of her mouth earlier that morning. Isa walked up to the helm, she wanted to know if her captain had approved of her performance. As she reached the helm she saw Jack smiling.
"That was lovely, Lass. I've ne'er heard a prettier song. Though ye will 'ave to play some'n different for the crew." Jack said looking Isa in the eyes. Isa smiled shyly. She knew what songs Jack was referring to.
Isabelle looked deep into Jacks eyes. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then and there, but she wanted to know he felt the same.
"com'er Love." Jack said motioning Isa to stand in front of him at the helm. Isa did as she was told. Jack put her hands under his on the pegs of the helm. Isa felt warm in Jacks embrace. His hands held hers gently.
"What do you see and feel, Love?" Jack asked in Isabelles ear.
" I...I feel freedom, and like I'm the king of the world. I'm flying Jack!" Isa said leaning back against Jacks warm chest. author's note: HA HA HA HA! I couldn't resist that last line
Tortuga was a calm place during the day. Only the market venders were open, everything else waited till the night to come alive. Jack had said that he needed to pay a visit to the smithy.
/Good, so do I./ Thought Isabelle.
"Now Love yer gonna 'ave to be nice to 'im." Jack explained on their walk to the smithy. "Ye see he doesn't like pirates much and I be the only one 'e deals with." Jack finished saying just as they walked in the shop. Isa thought it looked a lot like Will's, only dirtier.
"Mark!" Jack said to the man who's back was turned to them. Mark was a big shaggy man with several scars on his arms from the flames of the smithy.
"Go 'way Jack! I'm tired of work'en fer pirates. They bring nothin' but trouble to me shop." Mark said with his back still turned to them.
"I know 'ow to fix 'is attitude." Isa said to Jack as she drew her sword.
"Isa No!." Jack said, but before he could stop her Isa had her sword to Mark's throat.
"Jack I told ye I didn't want te work for ye!" Mark shouted, sounding like he was ready to pop Jack's head in his fist.
"Awwww, but uncle Mark I thought ye'd be 'appy to see yer lil' Isabelle." Isa said sweetly, as she put her sword away. Mark turned slowly and let his eyes rest on Isa.
"My lil' Isa! How long's it been? How's yer mother? What the blazes are ye doin' with Sparrow?" Mark questioned, spinning Isa around as if she were a child of 8.
"Uncle Mark, it's been nearly 12 years since I saw ye last. Momma's dead, she died when I was 10. Papa said 'e sent ye a letter but looks like 'e didn't. And I'm with Sparrow cuz I'm part o' 'is crew now." Isa answered as Mark set her on the ground. Mark didn't seem to phased by the wealth of infermation. He seemed to be happy just because his niece was there.
Jack watched the scene unfold before his eyes. He couldn't believe what was happening.
"Wait, wait, wait, Yer tell'n me he's YER uncle?" Jack asked Isa unsurely. After a long story of how Mark came to be in Tortuga and not want pirates for business, and Jack put in his order for a new sword, both Jack and Isa left the smithy.
Isa drug Jack with her to find some clothes for her to wear. They stopped at a small shop on the corner and decided to see what it had. After trying on several shirt and pants combo's Isa stepped out of the dressing area to show Jack. She watched as his jaw dropped.
/judging from the look on Jack's face, I'd say this is the one/ She thought.
Jack liked the way the tight brown pants hung on Isa's hips and the cut of the white gauze like blouse showed just the right amount of her breasts. He'd have to keep the crew at bay if she wore this on deck.
/Of course I may not give 'er a chance to wear it/ Jack thought smiling, as he and Isa traveled down the street with Isa's new outfit in hand. /After all 'ow can she resist Captain Jack Sparrow for much longer/
Not my usual ending I know. You still want to know what happens don't you? Well you'll just have to be patient with me. The next chapter will be out as soon as I write it, ok? Read and review poppets! don't let me down. Hope you liked this chapter, sorry it took so long!
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-Chelsey- AKA: HisBeautiful