A/N1: WOOOOOOOT A NEW CHAPPIE! XD Finally! Sorry that took so long… Don't hate me guys! Keep on R&Ring! An amusing factoid tho': Originally Jack and Kevin were going to argue fiercely and then try to beat each other up in this. As you can see, Fred took me somewhere completely different. O.o But yes, read and review! And most importantly, ENJOY!
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Takes Jack outta the closet and leads him over to Jinxd on a leash If he tries to run away, just tell me. Hehehe… He'll behave. And ya get him for the next month! WOOOOT!
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SPECIAL THANKS TO KIRIE FOR BETAING
Fred: Aren'tcha just wondering what else I'm gonna change on you?
Me: No… O.o Should I be?
Fred: Ma-aybe. O:)
Me:….. JACK!!!
Jack: Yeah?
Me: Fred's being mean to me?
Jack: So?
Fred: I love you Jack. .
Jack: XD
Me: I hate you both.
Gambles
Leah felt ill, and not just any ill. She could barely keep herself from throwing up.
And she had to make absolutely certain no one else noticed.
Albeit there was only one other person in the room with her, but she'd been warned—and could now quite clearly see why—about being extra careful around him. She had just finished "servicing" Eric and had straightened up from her position on her knees, standing with her eyes forward, face completely devoid of emotion. She was well aware that this was not how a whore would act, but it was all she could do to keep this charade going. What she'd done, what she would have to do, Eric himself, it was all utterly sickening. She could only pray that he merely thought her to be a new player in the game, someone inexperienced, just starting out on her new "career path."
Before Leah was Eric, though she was not actually looking directly at him but more at some mysterious spot just above his left shoulder. He on the other hand had the trademark smirk as he looked her over some more, doing up his breeches. He appeared quite pleased with himself, actually, and with her as well.
It was taking the whole of her willpower to not vomit.
"You're quite good, you know," he said maliciously, and moved over to her, seizing the back of her head and pulling her in for a nice deep kiss. A wave of nausea washed over her, and it was only by an act of God that she didn't succumb. When he finally pulled away a good half minute later, Leah could swear his emerald eyes twinkled. "You've quite the tongue, Ms. Sparrow."
Willpower, willpower, willpower…. She was not going to give in to her stomach. She was not-What!
Not quite believing her ears, Leah's eyes bulged open, starting directly into his, and her whole body seemed to jump. Had she heard what she thought she just heard? She said nothing, just in case she was wrong, but inside, a fresh spark of terror ignited a bonfire. How did he know?
"I wonder, did ye learn that from Jack, ma belle?"
The room spun before her eyes, and she felt bile rise in her throat, but Leah pushed it all away. Damn it, damn it, damn it! "I-I've no idea what yer talkin' 'bout," she said somewhat shakily, trying her best to make her speech less cultured. Damn it!
Eric laughed, tsks following. "As charming as your façade is, m'darlin', it's fast becoming tiresome." Once again, he grabbed the back of her head and pulled her close, a mere inch from his face. His fingers curled, pulling on her hair, and she could not help but wince as his acrid breath blew into her face. "Either admit who ye are, or I take you. Right now. A whore I've no obligation to, but Jack's wife… tha's another story entir'ly."
Slowly, his eyes boring into hers, Eric released her and took a step back. "Now, m'pet. Who are ye?"
She was trapped. Leah was trapped. She'd failed her children, she'd failed everybody. Why had she not listened to Jack?
But maybe, maybe this way she would be able to see John and Claire. Maybe, just one last time…
Leah prayed with all her might for Jack to save their children. No, not her, she was only of secondary importance. Just please, please, please let their children be saved.
And please let them, as well as Jack, always know that she loved them with all of her heart and soul.
With all these thoughts and more running through her head, with no doubt in her mind that she would no doubt be tortured and killed, and with both her hatred or Eric and stomach's contents brimming, Leah spoke. "Aye Eric, fine, you win. I'm Leah Sparrow," she hissed.
He smiled. "Now really dear, was that so very hard?" Leah said nothing, causing Eric to chuckle once more. "Really, very much the quiet one, aren't we?" Still, she did not reply, a fact that seemed to amuse the pirate greatly. A huge grin on his face, one that, completely unlike Jack's, was, to put it bluntly, both psychotic and terrifying, Eric made for the door, Leah standing directly in his path. Naturally, he gave her cheek a soft stroke as he passed very closely to right, either not noticing or not taking notice of the shivers of disgust and fear which then went through her body. Upon reaching the door, the same door through which Jack and Elise had left, Eric stopped, his hand pressed against the worn, splintery wood.
"By the way, Ms. Sparrow," he began, his voice eerily cold, "I will have you, whore or not, make no mistake. I couldn't have Jack, an' I will… but in the interim, m'dear, ye will be mine." The squeak of the hinges followed by the soft swish and patter of a shutting door were the only things to signify his departure, and for an entire minute, Leah could do nothing but stand perfectly still, trying to stifle both a complete breakdown and retching. Although she succeeded, she could not keep her body from shaking.
Another minute passed of deep breaths and the desperate avoidance of hyperventilation. Willpower. All it took was willpower.
Desperately, Leah tried to believe that.
Jack Sparrow sat in Kevin's cabin, the captain's cabin of Kevin's ship, his legs up on the dining table, leaning back on the ornate wooden chair. In his right hand he held a quarter empty bottle of rum, and every once in a while, he would take a nice swig. Why had he ever let her do this? Sure, he'd taken worse risks before, but that'd been him taking those risks. Was he would of his bloody mind?
Kevin's crew couldn't see him this worried and panicked, no one could. He was Captain Jack Sparrow; he had an image to maintain. He needed time to compose himself a bit. And besides that, he just wanted to get drunk. Things were always easier that way.
Rationally, he tried to calm himself, assuring himself that all was fine. For all he knew, everything was going perfectly. Perhaps Eric and Swanson had been completely and utterly fooled.
Why did he doubt it?
Drinking, for all the world appearing utterly calm and collected while inside he'd never felt worse, he barely reacted when Kevin entered. It seemed the Satanic Slumber's captain was no longer at the wheel or on deck, shouting orders. What a pity.
"Good rum, Jack?" the younger man asked the moment he reached the table, plopping down opposite the man whose entire family was being held captive by two of the mostruthless beings imaginable.
"Yes, actually. Your ship carries spectacular stores."
Kevin grinned. "I try."
The pair sat for a while, Jack taking the occasional sip of rum, Kevin quietly studying him, holding his head up with his hand as his elbow rested on the table. Jack cocked an eyebrow.
"Can I help you with something, mate?"
"No, not really."
"So you're watching my every movement why?" he asked, twirling his hand about as he did so.
"I…" Kevin paused, unsure of how to say just what it was he wanted to say. "Well, ye see…"
Jack's eyes widened a bit, though only for a moment, and he sat up swinging his legs around with a large sweeping motion. He placed the rum bottle off to the side upon direct completion of this, looking Kevin in the eyes. There was just a tad bit of amusement in Jack's expression. "Now Kev', you're a fine lad to be sure, and just a few years ago I'd 'a' been happy sleep with you, but really, is now the time?"
Now it was time for Kevin's eyes to go wide. "Jack… no. You just-I-no! You're a fine man an' all, but yer married. Even I got me morals. I meant somethin' completely diff'rent."
Jack smirked. "Uh…huh."
"I did!"
Jack said nothing, merely kept up that cocky expression of his. Kevin was beginning to see just how irritatingly full of himself this man could get.
Kevin sighed and shook his head, his head to his forehead, his cheeks reddened. Finally, he looked up into Jack's smug face. "For the love o' Mary, I was tryin' ta tell ye that Leah'd be fine, but 'parently we've got our mind somewhere else, dun we?"
Jack's expression darkened, but he still managed to keep up a somewhat amused mien. "'Course that's what you wanted to say, Kev'." The sooner he got rid of Kevin, the better, and this was the quickest way, not to mention somewhat entertaining.
Kevin openly gaped at Jack, exasperated beyond belief. "Ya know, this is what Leah means when she calls ya impossible. Ye know that, right?"
"Proud of it." Jack took another swig of rum. The bottle was over half gone now.
Kevin gave up. Jack was quite capable of handling himself. "Ye know," he began, standing up with his palms flat on the tabletop before him, his entire body leaning forward, "drinking yerself into a stupor innit gonna help Leah or the kids any, mate." Coming from Kevin of all people, this comment was not to be taken lightly.
More than annoyed, Kevin then walked briskly out, and the door closed behind him perhaps a little harder than it should have been.
Stoically, Jack watched him leave, and sat that way for at least half a minute after his departure, absentmindedly playing with his rum bottle, sloshing the auburn liquid around. For nearly a millisecond, he placed the bottle on the table, but after, without warning, he grabbed the container and turned, flinging it with all his might against the far wall. It crashed with a loud shatter, glass and rumflying every which way.
Jack stood, breathing hard, staring at the spot of impact. Slowly, liquid slid down the wall, and there was a strange calm in the room, but not within Jack's own heart and mind.
Eric and Swanson would pay with their lives for this. And they would pay slowly.
Me: Oooooh, Jack lost his temper. . AND he can't say anything cuz he's not here.
Jack: From far away HUSH UP, SAL!
Me: I LOVE YOU JACK! .
Fred: You're cruel… I like that.
Me: New angst chappie, here we come. O:)
Jinxd: OO Stalk….? in small tiny voice Squeak! Hee, j/k. Stalking/iming is fun! XD Tho' I won't really be on for this next week. See, I'm in Florida so I can't get on much. O.o Be online when I return! Glad yousa likethed the chappie though! And it IS original so nah! Sticks out tongue
TriGem: Glad you likethed the chappie. :D SO sry it took me so long to update again. I'm a bad person…. As for basically anything having to do with Eric, it shall all be revealed. He actually DOES have a reason for wanting the Pearl, but you gotta wait to see. O:) As for Leah and Jack, they shall both do what they view as necessary, and that is all I'm saying. ;-)
M-SPARROW: Yeah… the current situation between Jack and Leah bothers us all, even me… But they're them so what can you do? And no, Leah knows neither Eric or Swanson, but Eric is smart and noticed body language, how none of them were talking, etc., and not to mention he's utterly INSANE, so he took a gamble in this chapter, though he really didn't have anything to lose. He gambled correctly, and Leah can't bluff. Glad you liked! .
Vagrant: MUAHAHAHAHAHA! . .
Kizume: lol Good thing we were in contact then. I HAVE NOT BEEN THROWN INTO A DITCH! YET! . . As for reading thy fics…. I shall I shall when I get home, I promise! I'm in Florida right now but when I return, mesa read read read! Enjoy Jack! ;-)
Eccentric Freak (;-) You know I'm kiddingOoooooh, long review! Gippalness! . And you used Gippal! You KICK! And now, to respond to the review: You'll see-ee. :P OOOO, you ARE having a busy life tho'. And you HAVEN'T BEEN ONLINE! T-T I miss you. :( Get online more in a week when I come home! I'll even read that fic you want me to.
smth: Yeah….. I take a LONG time to update lately… But no matter how long it takes me, I DO UPDATE! XD Thanks for not giving up on me!
S.S.I.: Come one, come all, THE MORE THE MERRIER! XD And mesa very glad you like me fic. .
Neytari: Your review actually urged me to update… Thank ya! Huggles SO sry for the long delay!
