A.N.~~ I am so so so soooooooooo sorry!! I have been really busy lately. Now that football season is over and I'm not in flags, I have started basketball cheerleading, and im working on getting into the army reserve! so so busy. I have the 3 hour test next tuesday, and if I do well on that thursday I'm going to Iowa City to pick out my job and all that good stuff. so neways, sorry to all who are upset with me! Now, on with the story!
Ch6 'On to Tortuga!'
In the days that followed, Emy settled into a comfortable routine. Sleeping on a spare bed in the Captain's courters, waking with the sunrise. Her duties were at the helm with Anamaria. Jack had said naught to her since telling her of her duties that first morning. Two days of sailing set them up at Tortuga. Immediatly, the crew set off into the crowds of people, Jack yelling for them to be back on the Pearl in three days time.
Emy went to the blacksmith first, reveling in the smells of the dark building.
"Emy, dat you?" A deep voice asked. Emy made her way over to the tall black man in the shop.
"'Ello Mick. I was hopin' ye could sharpen me blade if ye 'ad a moment ta spare." Emy asked.
"O' course Emy. I in-between blades now if ye got de sword wit ye." Emy handed the long cutlas to Mick, who looked it over with a smirk on his lips. He ran a caloused finger over the side of the blade, making note of all the dents and chips in it. "Ye didn't go on a killin spree now did ye?" He asked.
"O' course not Mick. I jes ran into a bit o' trouble with the law, thats all." Emy replied, giving Mick a wink.
Emy sat and watched Mick work in silence. After a few minutes Mick spoke. "Dere be news, Emy," Emy looked up at him as he continued working and talking. "rumers, 'bout yer treasure. Two men came in fer dere blades de oder day. Dey must o' tought I was mute. Cuz dey talked. Dey 'ave a map. Dey off in de 'morn for de Jewel." pause.
"As am I."Emy said with a smirk on her face.
*****
Jack was returning to the Pearl, expecting to find it empty. The crew had two more days to enjoy themselves, but personally he wanted to be on his ship again. As he climbed the rope ladder to the deck he put a shocked look on his face at all the crew members present. Then as he looked closer he took in his surroundings a bit better. His men were standing on either side of an isle. At the end of the isle stood Will and Elizabeth, in front of a priest. Emy was to one side, in her normal skirt and blouse, Gibbs on the other.
"A wedding?! ON ME SHIP?!" Jack screamed. "Why didn't anyone tell me?! I love weddings!" Jack took his own place at Will's right side as the procedings continued. The wedding went off without a hitch as Will and Elizabeth said their vows and I do's. It turned out that the crew went ahead with getting the supplies needed and had already packed them up below deck. Elizabeth and Will had decided to return to Port Royal and told the crew members, who happily oblidged to their request. Jack reluctantly nodded and they prepared to leave in the morning.
Jack took up watching the waves of the ocean in the light of the moon. Emy soon stood beside him, both silently watching. "Jack. I must leave for a bit. I will return in a few hours." Emy quietly told him.
"And what must ye do love. Meet up with yer lover an' plan fer yer own big day, eh?" Jack replied, sounding a bit upset.
"Jack, please," Emy began sarcastically. "If I 'ad a lover I would 'ave mentioned him by now, don't ye think? But that's not the reason, and I don't feel obliged to tell ye unless I get what I'm lookin' for." Emy stood to go, but Jack grabbed her arm making her pause and look back at him.
"I'll go with you then."
"I don't think so Jack. This is something I 'ave ta do by me onesies." Emy smiled as Jack let her go, and she continued to walk away, soon off the ship entirely.
"Bloody 'ell. That lass is gonna get herself killed." Jack muttered to himself as he followed Emy in the shadows.
*****
Emy walked confidently by the ships docked in Tortuga, slowly inspecting each one. Out of the entire harbor only one stood out from the rest. Filled with drunk pirates celebrating one occasion or the other. 'That's me ship' Emy thought to herself. She hopped the gap from the dock to the ship and walked defiantly into the crowed of men towards the captain's chambers.
Laughter and slurred cat calls followed Emy's wake, a few pirates actually trying to grab at her. Emy simply either side stepped or slapped their hands away. Jack remained a good distance behind her as he watched her slink into the captains chambers. Jack posted himself at the door where he could hear the happenings inside.
*****
"What in bloody 'ell?!" Damian yelled as a young women entered his chambers unanounced.
"Good evening Captain." Emy purred as she walked towards the front of the desk the big man was sitting behind.
"What do ye want wench? Damn party is out there." He calmly said as he sat back down in his chair.
"I hadn't noticed." Emy said sarcastically. "I'm not 'ere fer some party mate. I want the map." Damian now stood, fury imbedded in his features.
"What 'ave ye 'eard wench? Me crew don't even know 'bout any maps."
"Just you and yer first mate right? I 'eard from a friend 'o mine." Emy put her hands on the desk and leaned forward in the capains face. "I want me map."
"I 'ave no map." Damian said defiantly.
"Don't lie to me captian. I know ye 'ave it. That map. The Jewel is mine." Emy said standing strait up and pulling out her cutlass. Damian pulled out his own.
"How do ye know 'bout the Jewel woman?"
"Why would I in my right mind tell ye?"
"Ye won't be gettin' a look around so easily." Damian stated, swinging his cutlass in an arch intended for Emy's head. Emy blocked and parrayed easily, throwing in a few lunges of her own. Soon the fight was well underway, throwing over chairs and other objects. Damian swung hard, throwing Emy's blade into the wall behind her. As she ran trying to pull out the sword, Damian brought his own down. She dodged to one side, landing hard on her left arm. Damian was quickly on top of her, slashing violently with his blade, one slash pulling a cut into Emy's right cheek.
Emy watched in horror as Damian pulled up his blade, about to plunge it into her heart, as a blade came through his stomach. Damian slowly looked down, then fell to one side, life functions ceased. Emy looked up at Jack's outstretched hand, and quickly grasped it, letting him help her up.
"So, yer after a treasure map, eh?" Jack asked, an eyebrow raised.
Emy glared at him. "Shut up, Jack." Emy and Jack set to work searching the room for the map. Moments later Emy came up from a drawer in the desk with a scroll. The captain, Damian, had clearly labeled it for them already. Then they took their leave through the crowd of still celebrating pirates.
Ch6 'On to Tortuga!'
In the days that followed, Emy settled into a comfortable routine. Sleeping on a spare bed in the Captain's courters, waking with the sunrise. Her duties were at the helm with Anamaria. Jack had said naught to her since telling her of her duties that first morning. Two days of sailing set them up at Tortuga. Immediatly, the crew set off into the crowds of people, Jack yelling for them to be back on the Pearl in three days time.
Emy went to the blacksmith first, reveling in the smells of the dark building.
"Emy, dat you?" A deep voice asked. Emy made her way over to the tall black man in the shop.
"'Ello Mick. I was hopin' ye could sharpen me blade if ye 'ad a moment ta spare." Emy asked.
"O' course Emy. I in-between blades now if ye got de sword wit ye." Emy handed the long cutlas to Mick, who looked it over with a smirk on his lips. He ran a caloused finger over the side of the blade, making note of all the dents and chips in it. "Ye didn't go on a killin spree now did ye?" He asked.
"O' course not Mick. I jes ran into a bit o' trouble with the law, thats all." Emy replied, giving Mick a wink.
Emy sat and watched Mick work in silence. After a few minutes Mick spoke. "Dere be news, Emy," Emy looked up at him as he continued working and talking. "rumers, 'bout yer treasure. Two men came in fer dere blades de oder day. Dey must o' tought I was mute. Cuz dey talked. Dey 'ave a map. Dey off in de 'morn for de Jewel." pause.
"As am I."Emy said with a smirk on her face.
*****
Jack was returning to the Pearl, expecting to find it empty. The crew had two more days to enjoy themselves, but personally he wanted to be on his ship again. As he climbed the rope ladder to the deck he put a shocked look on his face at all the crew members present. Then as he looked closer he took in his surroundings a bit better. His men were standing on either side of an isle. At the end of the isle stood Will and Elizabeth, in front of a priest. Emy was to one side, in her normal skirt and blouse, Gibbs on the other.
"A wedding?! ON ME SHIP?!" Jack screamed. "Why didn't anyone tell me?! I love weddings!" Jack took his own place at Will's right side as the procedings continued. The wedding went off without a hitch as Will and Elizabeth said their vows and I do's. It turned out that the crew went ahead with getting the supplies needed and had already packed them up below deck. Elizabeth and Will had decided to return to Port Royal and told the crew members, who happily oblidged to their request. Jack reluctantly nodded and they prepared to leave in the morning.
Jack took up watching the waves of the ocean in the light of the moon. Emy soon stood beside him, both silently watching. "Jack. I must leave for a bit. I will return in a few hours." Emy quietly told him.
"And what must ye do love. Meet up with yer lover an' plan fer yer own big day, eh?" Jack replied, sounding a bit upset.
"Jack, please," Emy began sarcastically. "If I 'ad a lover I would 'ave mentioned him by now, don't ye think? But that's not the reason, and I don't feel obliged to tell ye unless I get what I'm lookin' for." Emy stood to go, but Jack grabbed her arm making her pause and look back at him.
"I'll go with you then."
"I don't think so Jack. This is something I 'ave ta do by me onesies." Emy smiled as Jack let her go, and she continued to walk away, soon off the ship entirely.
"Bloody 'ell. That lass is gonna get herself killed." Jack muttered to himself as he followed Emy in the shadows.
*****
Emy walked confidently by the ships docked in Tortuga, slowly inspecting each one. Out of the entire harbor only one stood out from the rest. Filled with drunk pirates celebrating one occasion or the other. 'That's me ship' Emy thought to herself. She hopped the gap from the dock to the ship and walked defiantly into the crowed of men towards the captain's chambers.
Laughter and slurred cat calls followed Emy's wake, a few pirates actually trying to grab at her. Emy simply either side stepped or slapped their hands away. Jack remained a good distance behind her as he watched her slink into the captains chambers. Jack posted himself at the door where he could hear the happenings inside.
*****
"What in bloody 'ell?!" Damian yelled as a young women entered his chambers unanounced.
"Good evening Captain." Emy purred as she walked towards the front of the desk the big man was sitting behind.
"What do ye want wench? Damn party is out there." He calmly said as he sat back down in his chair.
"I hadn't noticed." Emy said sarcastically. "I'm not 'ere fer some party mate. I want the map." Damian now stood, fury imbedded in his features.
"What 'ave ye 'eard wench? Me crew don't even know 'bout any maps."
"Just you and yer first mate right? I 'eard from a friend 'o mine." Emy put her hands on the desk and leaned forward in the capains face. "I want me map."
"I 'ave no map." Damian said defiantly.
"Don't lie to me captian. I know ye 'ave it. That map. The Jewel is mine." Emy said standing strait up and pulling out her cutlass. Damian pulled out his own.
"How do ye know 'bout the Jewel woman?"
"Why would I in my right mind tell ye?"
"Ye won't be gettin' a look around so easily." Damian stated, swinging his cutlass in an arch intended for Emy's head. Emy blocked and parrayed easily, throwing in a few lunges of her own. Soon the fight was well underway, throwing over chairs and other objects. Damian swung hard, throwing Emy's blade into the wall behind her. As she ran trying to pull out the sword, Damian brought his own down. She dodged to one side, landing hard on her left arm. Damian was quickly on top of her, slashing violently with his blade, one slash pulling a cut into Emy's right cheek.
Emy watched in horror as Damian pulled up his blade, about to plunge it into her heart, as a blade came through his stomach. Damian slowly looked down, then fell to one side, life functions ceased. Emy looked up at Jack's outstretched hand, and quickly grasped it, letting him help her up.
"So, yer after a treasure map, eh?" Jack asked, an eyebrow raised.
Emy glared at him. "Shut up, Jack." Emy and Jack set to work searching the room for the map. Moments later Emy came up from a drawer in the desk with a scroll. The captain, Damian, had clearly labeled it for them already. Then they took their leave through the crowd of still celebrating pirates.