I don't own POTC
A few weeks later
Jack stood at the bow of the ship, watching the sunrise. Gibbs, Jenson and Tiger had all been watching him, wondering what to do.
"If we don't set sail soon, I'm outta here" growled Tiger.
"He'll be back on track soon, just wait," answered Mr Gibbs.
"All we've done is wait and we're sick of it, something needs to be done," replied Tiger.
"Right then, well, I guess I'll go try an' talk to him," said Mr Gibbs, fiddling with his glasses.
"Huh! Good luck with that!" called Tiger.
Gibbs hurried over to Jack and wrinkled up his nose, he reeked of rum.
"Cap'n, I was just wonderin' if I could have a talk with you?"
"About what?"
"Well, you see, we thinks its time to set sail, the men are getting bored…"
"We're not going anywhere" Jack replied.
"But captain, they're talking about mutiny!"
"I don't care, let them do what they want"
"But captain…"
"Go!"
Gibbs wandered back to Jenson and Tiger.
"He's not going to budge," sighed Gibbs.
"Then so it be" replied Lewis, coming up the stairs "come on you layabouts! We're casting off!"
The rest of the crew stomped onto the deck and got busy hoisting the anchor, opening the sails and swabbing the decks. Lewis sauntered up to Jack and leaned on the side of the ship.
"Hope you don't mind but I'm taking control of the ship, seeing as your just leaving it to the dogs" he sneered.
"Do with it what you will" Jack mumbled, staring into the clear waters below.
"And you'll be thrown into the cells until I decide what to do with you"
Lewis snapped his fingers and two well-built crewmembers took hold of Jack's arms and led him to the cells.
"As for the rest of you, I expect to be halfway to Spain by tonight, so get a move on"
Gibbs and Tiger looked at each other.
"Looks like you got your wish" Gibbs sighed.
Lewis sat back and kicked off his boots. He had wanted to get rid of Jack for ages and now he had finally done it, he would be known for this throughout the seas. Now he could sort this ship out, he would become the most feared pirate that ever sailed the seven seas! He got up and yawned, it was getting late and it had been a long day. He crawled into bed and closed his eyes.
"Ah Jack you fool" he said "First rule of piracy, never get attached to a girl"
Two weeks later, Jack was sitting in the cells picking at his teeth when he heard the anchor drop. He stood up and looked through a knothole in the wood. He could see a port with various ships and fishing boats bobbing up and down on the water.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs. Squinting into the darkness he could see three figures approaching him. As they got closer he saw it was Lewis and his two 'bodyguards'.
"Alright Jack, this is where you get off" said Lewis.
"What?"
"It's the end of the line" he replied.
"You're throwing me off my own ship?"
"Correction Jack, its my ship now, remember?" He sneered.
The two men either side of him unlocked the cell door and hauled him out. Dragging him up on deck, he was thrown to the floor.
"Look at your 'captain' now" Lewis shouted to the crew "I'm your new captain and you will follow my rules. Anyone who doesn't will find themselves in dire pain. Got that?"
A half hearted chorus of 'aye aye captain rose from the crew, who promptly got back to work, not wanting to find out what 'dire pain' awaited them if they didn't.
Jack got up and Lewis turned to face him.
"Talking of pain…" Jack said, and punched Lewis as hard as his could in the face.
Lewis fell over and held his nose.
The two men grabbed Jack, marched him down the ramp of the ship, and threw him into the dust.
Lewis walked over to the side of the ship.
"Your pathetic Jack, you really are" he called, digging into his pocket and producing a small bag of coins "here" he threw them down "just a little something to keep you going"
Jack picked himself and the bag of coins up.
"You better watch yourself, I'll be following your every move 'Captain'"
"I look forward to meeting you again Jack" he laughed.
Jack walked off and made his way through the town. Familiarising himself with everything again. The various spices that were carried along in the breeze, the young girls dancing to music in the streets; their jewellery jingling each time they moved and the taverns. They were the piste du resistance for him, full of rum and women. Jack could indulge himself there and that was where he was heading. After a while walking in the blazing heat, he found his prize, a smallish tavern with music and laughter coming from inside.
He was a little reluctant to go in because part of him still thought about Victoria but he knew he couldn't dwell on it, she had gone, that's all there was to it.
Jack pushed open the doors to the tavern and wandered in, everything was still the same; same cloud of smoke that hung over the whole tavern from various cigars, same smell, a mixture of cheap perfume, alcohol and smoke and same barman.
"Well I'll be! Jack Sparrows back in town! You don't look yerself Jack, better get this down yer neck, it'll do ye good" the barman said.
He placed a mug of ale in front of Jack, who quickly downed it.
"Blimey! I think you needed that!" the barman commented, "so what you been doing with yerself all this time"
"Well, I met this girl but the Commodore took her from me so I haven't heard from her since, the Black Pearl is no longer mine because of a mutiny on board and now I've been left here to die" Jack finished.
"Stone a crow Jack!" said the barman, rubbing his head "you've had it rough!"
"Aye, well I guess that'll teach me to get involved with women," said Jack "Give me a one night stand any day"
The barman whistled and two women came over.
"I want you to show this man a good time, you 'ear me?"
"Hey Jack," said the blonde one "I've missed you so much"
"Jack, your really tense" said the brunette, rubbing his shoulders "let me give you a massage"
"Come on, lets go upstairs" said the blonde one, tugging at his arm.
"Room 12 Jack, you wont be disturbed," the barman whispered.
"I better not be, savvy?"
"Savvy" the barman replied.
As Jack walked up the stairs with his arms round both women, all thought's of Victoria had vanished, and would do for a very long time.
Victoria opened her eyes, the sunlight poured through the windows, making the room bright.
She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Last night had taken its toll on her. All these glamorous parties were nice but rather dull. And staying up till 2 o clock in the morning listening to people talk about money wasn't her idea of fun.
Suddenly, Victoria clapped a hand to her mouth and ran into the bathroom. Commodore Norrington opened his eyes and turned over, this was the fourth time in a week she had been sick and it was starting to worry him.
Victoria came out of the bathroom looking pale.
"I think I'm going to call a doctor, you've been sick all week," he said.
"I'm fine now" Victoria replied "I probably drank too much champagne last night, that's all"
"Maybe, but I'm still calling a doctor, just incase" he replied.
Victoria sighed and climbed back into bed. She was so lethargic lately and it was annoying her.
She must have dropped off to sleep because the next thing she knew, Mrs Woods came in, followed by the doctor and the Commodore.
"Pumpkin, this is the doctor, don't worry, he's very nice" smiled Mrs Woods.
"Could I just ask you to leave the room while I examine her?" he asked.
Mrs Woods made a little 'O' with her mouth and scuttled out of the room, pushing the Commodore out too.
"Now, what seems to be the problem?" he asked.
"I'm just tired and I keep being sick, its nothing" she replied.
After ten minutes of being poked and prodded the doctor came to a conclusion.
"Well, there's no need to worry, in fact, the opposite! Congratulations little lady, your pregnant!"
Victoria couldn't speak. She was pregnant, how could she not have known?
"I'll leave you to tell them the good news" he winked.
He opened the door and walked out, leaving Mrs Woods and the Commodore to come in.
"Well? What did he say? Are you ok?" asked the Commodore.
"I…I'm…pregnant" she stuttered.
Nobody said anything for a few seconds then the Commodore jumped up and punched the air.
"I'm going to be a father!" he yelled triumphantly.
"Oh pumpkin! I'm so happy for you!" Mrs Woods said, wiping tears from her eyes.
Commodore Norrington sat on the bed and took Victoria's hand in his.
"I can't believe it" he whispered, "We're going to have a baby!"