Chapter 8
A New Acquaintance.
*A/N: I wanted Seven and Eight to be on chapter but it was too long, ok! Enjoy...It continues...**
Elizabeth saw Will's reaction as he slowly continued pushing the buttons through the back of her dress. "Will, you know you don't have to act like this around me."
He was confused. "Like how?"
"So proper and formal" She smiled back at him.
He took that as initiative and began kissing her neck softly. She giggled in delight. "I love you, Elizabeth. Oh, how much I love you."
She smiled. "I love you too, more than I've ever thought possible." She realized, their love seemed stronger than before. They loved each other, yes, but this was magnified and deeper.
He was thinking the same thing as he finished buttoning her dress. He stopped when his eyes caught a view from the window. The other ship was now staring straight at them through the glass.
Above deck, Jack eagerly awaited the sun so he could jump over to the other ship. He was pacing back and forth, dagger in between his teeth. Bootstrap walked over to him.
"Hey there mate" Jack said in a hurry.
"Your acting jus' like tha' time we sailed off the coast of Singapore, when you fancied the treasure from the trader's ship. Remember tha'?" Bootstrap said.
"Yeah, I got her didn't I?" He looked over to Ana Maria.
She caught him staring. "Everyth'ng a'ight Jack?"
"Aye!" He yelled to her. He looked back at Bootstrap.
"Jack, I don't think she knows yer taken with 'er." He said quietly.
"Taken with her? How could I be? She'd mostly likely murder me in me sleep, over som'thing trivial like a ship." He said this most rationally.
Bill laughed. "Most likely she would, but at least she'd be in the same bed beforehand." He smiled slyly.
"That would be savvy. I'll tell her when I'm off by me onesie." He paused to look at her, waved his hand in her direction. She smiled back. He looked to Bill. "She's mine" He smiled.
"It appears so Jack."He grinned.
Jack tilted his head to watch as she roped the rigging to the other ship. "I've had a certain fancy for her since I saw her haven't I?" He said realizing it for the first time himself.
Bootstrap however, looked distant as he gazed off to the horizon. "I wish Ashleigh was still alive, she was the only women I ever loved."
Jack slapped him on the arm. "You'll find some nice lass to keep you warm."
Bill looked serious. "Nobody could replace her." he ran his hand through his hair, something his son also does countless times when he is thinking."She was more special to me than any treasure could have been." he said with a pained voice.
"You sound just like your son is over Elizabeth." He opened his compass pointlessly.
Bill perked up slightly. "He really loves her doesn't he?"
Jack laughed "I don't think he knows any other wenches exist in the world. I'd say he's positively corrupted by her."
Bill nodded. "Luckily she feels the same."
Gibbs, who was walking by them at those words, joined in. "Who?"
Jack leaned over to him. "Let's see, what couple on this ship is completely infatuated with each other?"
Gibbs gave a hearty laugh. "Aye those two. Never seen a pair like em'. She's just as independent as he is. Quite a lass he's got there. Just like-" His voice dropped, he looked down at his boots. "I best be getting on then." With that he walked away.
Bill raised an eyebrow. "What's that about?"
Jack looked shocked. "Don't you remember? Our old buddy Gibb's was married. Quite a fine woman she was. They were in as far as Will and Elizabeth are. Barbossa was always jealous of him, having a lust for her himself. She refused him, while Gibbs was at sea. When he returned, her throat was slashed. He never recovered. Just took to drinking rum in Tortuga. Not a bad pastime, but was for the reason behind it you see?"
Bill shook his head in disbelief. "Aye, I wasn't the only one ter 'ave suffered?"
Jack didn't answer, for he saw the crack of sunlight appear orange in the horizon. "'ere we go! Finally, thought I cursed the sun by waiting for it!" He looked around. "Where is that boy of yours?"
"Below deck with his woman where he should be." He looked proud. "I just hope he's still a gentleman."
"Sadly, I think yes he respects her to much. Elizabeth's the one we've got to worry about." They agreed.
Will and Elizabeth headed to the deck. He held her hand tightly. Once they had walked over to Jack and Bootstrap.
"Good Morning Men! I see we've come across a ship.Why hasn't anyone gone aboard?"
"We were waiting for you two to grace us with your presence." He pointed out flatly.
"Sorry about that, Will was just helping me with something." She looked demurely at Will.
He blushed. When he saw Bill and Jack exchange knowing glances he spoke. "Come on let's get a move on."
"Avast, men! We go aboard, arm yourself jus' in case." The crew prepared to jump aboard. Will grabbed ahold on some ropes and turned to help Elizabeth up, when he realized she was already standing next to him. She had one hand full of her skirt, the other grasping the robes. He smiled at her independence. Simultaneously they landed on the other ship. He held her hand again.
"Look, maybe you should stay here, you never know what will be on this ship." He held concern for her in his eyes.
"I don't care, I think I can handle anything you can." She glared up at him.
"I suppose you can, I just want to be able to protect you some of the time." He laughed silently.
Elizabeth finally took in her surroundings. She was amazed how identical the ship looked; every detail, right down to the very last cannon was the same. The strange thing was, she half-expected it to look unused and abandoned. It looked neither, in fact the decks had been swabbed recently. It was as if everyone had just walked off.
Jack opened the hatch to the hold. His pistol drawn. He waved Will and the others to follow him. Jack jumped the last couple of steps, for what he saw was incredibly jarring. The inside was exactly decorated like The Black Pearl. Will was next, he and Elizabeth headed towards the long dark hallway that mirrored the one they just left. Elizabeth pushed on the door to what would be the Captain's Quarters. It creaked open. She pulled at Will to follow her in, he had his blade drawn, ready to attack. There in the middle of the bed was a lump covered by a mass amount of blankets. It moved slightly. Will walked over to it, and using the dull end of his sword prodded the covered figure.
Out of the sheets a head appeared. "Who's there?" A woman's voice answered. She looked at them all in fright. Her face showed that she was about late thirties, her long red hair was pinned on top of her head. Her eyes twinkled a deep blue. "What on earth? Pirates! Are you here to rescue me or ravage me?" She turned to Jack, who she figured was in charge as per he wore the largest hat.
He merely smiled. "Depends on you really, have a preference?" He said this slyly. Twiddling his fingers together.
At this point, Bill entered the room. As soon as He met eyes with the strange woman he straightened himself up and began fussing with his hair. He smiled broadly. "Who is this fine woman?"
She tilted her head to better look at him. "My names Marella O'Brian, I was a maiden on this ship."
Will spoke up after throwing his father a strange glance. "May I ask, Miss, Where the rest of your shipmates are?"
She smiled, the type of smile that you know a person is hiding something. "I think it had a lot to do with me."
Jack looked intrigued. "You? Wha' could a lass like yourself have ter do with anything?"
Bootstrap glared at him. "Let the lady speak, I'm sure she's capable of whatever she wants."he said, as he began attempting to tuck his shirt in.
Jack, who was standing next to Will caught him snickering at his father's less than smooth demeanor with the ladies.
"Like you are any better? This from the man would practiced sword fighting three hours a day. I'd say that rings pathetic, wouldn't you?"
"My abilities must not be that bad, if Elizabeth and I are getting married." he said huffily.
"Pure luck on tha' one my boy." Jack turned his interest back to the woman on the bed. She was now being grilled by Elizabeth.
"What would the Ship's crew have against you?" She had an unusual air to her voice.
"I guess they didn't like it too much that I had something they didn't." She replied dryly. Everyone started at her silently. She continued. "See I am in possession of a small trinket that has a questionable, uh, history let's say."
Jack got the meaning of her sentence. "So by all the mystery I'm going to shoot out a wild card here but your not amount to tell naught but a detail of the object, aye?"
"Something like that I suppose, Mr.?" She looked at him thoughtfully.
"Captain Jack Sparrow. My ship the black pearl looks exactly like this, inside and out." He sad urgently.
"Really? That's curious isn't it? This ship is called the Crystal Buccaneer. The Captain is no longer with us thanks to a bunch of rogue Spaniards. The rest of the crew left on the only other ship of his fleet, The Ardent. Which if your wondering looked completely different." She sighed.
Bill smiled at her. "Well I'm sure you have a trying time, maybe we should get you some breakfast. Is tha' alrigh'?"
She nodded. "I think that sounds wonderful."
"M' names' Bill Turner, but mostly everyone calls me Bootstrap." He offered her a hand to get out of bed.
"Thank you Mr. Turner."
"Please call me Bill. Or you might confuse me with my son William." He looked over to the shell-shocked Will staring at him.
Jack who had been playing with the plaits of his beard, jumped. This startled Elizabeth, who made a small noise.
"Oh, Sry Luv, jus' thinking." he patted her shoulder. "Marella?" He looked quickly to Ana Maria standing behind him. "Tha' was her name righ'?"
She nodded. "Believe so."
"Yes Mr. Sparrow?" She turned towards him, after rising out of bed. She wore a long beige dressing gown. It was rather ornate for a simple maiden. Elizabeth inwardly noted this.
"This ship is not owned by you, am I correct to say so?" He smiled revealing that he indeed had a plan.
"Certainly, I do not own the ship, why may I ask do you inquire?"
"Because, I would like to become Commodore, Savvy?" He turned to face his party. "Now I have to decide whom to name Captain of this here Crystal Pirate."
Ana Maria leaned over. "I believe it was Buccaneer, Capt'n"
No made no reply, on headed towards the deck. Everyone followed. Gibbs and Ana Maria first, than Will and Elizabeth, lastly Bill and Marella.
Once out in the sunlight, Jack swaggered up to the quarter deck. "I think I know jus' who I'll pick."
No one spoke. They were all still, waiting, listening.
"William, it's yours." He said as he continued to smile.
"Mine? Why did you choose me?" He said walking up to him.
"Your a good pirate, or well a good one in the makings. But mostly, I figured you have the biggest hat." He said, and very quickly he grabbed a rope and swung himself aboard the Black Pearl. He shouted back "One condition though, you sail under my colors." he pointed to the Jolly Roger flag sailing above the Pearl.
Will was shocked. "No problem." He laughed, and turned back to them.
They all wore very different expressions.....
A New Acquaintance.
*A/N: I wanted Seven and Eight to be on chapter but it was too long, ok! Enjoy...It continues...**
Elizabeth saw Will's reaction as he slowly continued pushing the buttons through the back of her dress. "Will, you know you don't have to act like this around me."
He was confused. "Like how?"
"So proper and formal" She smiled back at him.
He took that as initiative and began kissing her neck softly. She giggled in delight. "I love you, Elizabeth. Oh, how much I love you."
She smiled. "I love you too, more than I've ever thought possible." She realized, their love seemed stronger than before. They loved each other, yes, but this was magnified and deeper.
He was thinking the same thing as he finished buttoning her dress. He stopped when his eyes caught a view from the window. The other ship was now staring straight at them through the glass.
Above deck, Jack eagerly awaited the sun so he could jump over to the other ship. He was pacing back and forth, dagger in between his teeth. Bootstrap walked over to him.
"Hey there mate" Jack said in a hurry.
"Your acting jus' like tha' time we sailed off the coast of Singapore, when you fancied the treasure from the trader's ship. Remember tha'?" Bootstrap said.
"Yeah, I got her didn't I?" He looked over to Ana Maria.
She caught him staring. "Everyth'ng a'ight Jack?"
"Aye!" He yelled to her. He looked back at Bootstrap.
"Jack, I don't think she knows yer taken with 'er." He said quietly.
"Taken with her? How could I be? She'd mostly likely murder me in me sleep, over som'thing trivial like a ship." He said this most rationally.
Bill laughed. "Most likely she would, but at least she'd be in the same bed beforehand." He smiled slyly.
"That would be savvy. I'll tell her when I'm off by me onesie." He paused to look at her, waved his hand in her direction. She smiled back. He looked to Bill. "She's mine" He smiled.
"It appears so Jack."He grinned.
Jack tilted his head to watch as she roped the rigging to the other ship. "I've had a certain fancy for her since I saw her haven't I?" He said realizing it for the first time himself.
Bootstrap however, looked distant as he gazed off to the horizon. "I wish Ashleigh was still alive, she was the only women I ever loved."
Jack slapped him on the arm. "You'll find some nice lass to keep you warm."
Bill looked serious. "Nobody could replace her." he ran his hand through his hair, something his son also does countless times when he is thinking."She was more special to me than any treasure could have been." he said with a pained voice.
"You sound just like your son is over Elizabeth." He opened his compass pointlessly.
Bill perked up slightly. "He really loves her doesn't he?"
Jack laughed "I don't think he knows any other wenches exist in the world. I'd say he's positively corrupted by her."
Bill nodded. "Luckily she feels the same."
Gibbs, who was walking by them at those words, joined in. "Who?"
Jack leaned over to him. "Let's see, what couple on this ship is completely infatuated with each other?"
Gibbs gave a hearty laugh. "Aye those two. Never seen a pair like em'. She's just as independent as he is. Quite a lass he's got there. Just like-" His voice dropped, he looked down at his boots. "I best be getting on then." With that he walked away.
Bill raised an eyebrow. "What's that about?"
Jack looked shocked. "Don't you remember? Our old buddy Gibb's was married. Quite a fine woman she was. They were in as far as Will and Elizabeth are. Barbossa was always jealous of him, having a lust for her himself. She refused him, while Gibbs was at sea. When he returned, her throat was slashed. He never recovered. Just took to drinking rum in Tortuga. Not a bad pastime, but was for the reason behind it you see?"
Bill shook his head in disbelief. "Aye, I wasn't the only one ter 'ave suffered?"
Jack didn't answer, for he saw the crack of sunlight appear orange in the horizon. "'ere we go! Finally, thought I cursed the sun by waiting for it!" He looked around. "Where is that boy of yours?"
"Below deck with his woman where he should be." He looked proud. "I just hope he's still a gentleman."
"Sadly, I think yes he respects her to much. Elizabeth's the one we've got to worry about." They agreed.
Will and Elizabeth headed to the deck. He held her hand tightly. Once they had walked over to Jack and Bootstrap.
"Good Morning Men! I see we've come across a ship.Why hasn't anyone gone aboard?"
"We were waiting for you two to grace us with your presence." He pointed out flatly.
"Sorry about that, Will was just helping me with something." She looked demurely at Will.
He blushed. When he saw Bill and Jack exchange knowing glances he spoke. "Come on let's get a move on."
"Avast, men! We go aboard, arm yourself jus' in case." The crew prepared to jump aboard. Will grabbed ahold on some ropes and turned to help Elizabeth up, when he realized she was already standing next to him. She had one hand full of her skirt, the other grasping the robes. He smiled at her independence. Simultaneously they landed on the other ship. He held her hand again.
"Look, maybe you should stay here, you never know what will be on this ship." He held concern for her in his eyes.
"I don't care, I think I can handle anything you can." She glared up at him.
"I suppose you can, I just want to be able to protect you some of the time." He laughed silently.
Elizabeth finally took in her surroundings. She was amazed how identical the ship looked; every detail, right down to the very last cannon was the same. The strange thing was, she half-expected it to look unused and abandoned. It looked neither, in fact the decks had been swabbed recently. It was as if everyone had just walked off.
Jack opened the hatch to the hold. His pistol drawn. He waved Will and the others to follow him. Jack jumped the last couple of steps, for what he saw was incredibly jarring. The inside was exactly decorated like The Black Pearl. Will was next, he and Elizabeth headed towards the long dark hallway that mirrored the one they just left. Elizabeth pushed on the door to what would be the Captain's Quarters. It creaked open. She pulled at Will to follow her in, he had his blade drawn, ready to attack. There in the middle of the bed was a lump covered by a mass amount of blankets. It moved slightly. Will walked over to it, and using the dull end of his sword prodded the covered figure.
Out of the sheets a head appeared. "Who's there?" A woman's voice answered. She looked at them all in fright. Her face showed that she was about late thirties, her long red hair was pinned on top of her head. Her eyes twinkled a deep blue. "What on earth? Pirates! Are you here to rescue me or ravage me?" She turned to Jack, who she figured was in charge as per he wore the largest hat.
He merely smiled. "Depends on you really, have a preference?" He said this slyly. Twiddling his fingers together.
At this point, Bill entered the room. As soon as He met eyes with the strange woman he straightened himself up and began fussing with his hair. He smiled broadly. "Who is this fine woman?"
She tilted her head to better look at him. "My names Marella O'Brian, I was a maiden on this ship."
Will spoke up after throwing his father a strange glance. "May I ask, Miss, Where the rest of your shipmates are?"
She smiled, the type of smile that you know a person is hiding something. "I think it had a lot to do with me."
Jack looked intrigued. "You? Wha' could a lass like yourself have ter do with anything?"
Bootstrap glared at him. "Let the lady speak, I'm sure she's capable of whatever she wants."he said, as he began attempting to tuck his shirt in.
Jack, who was standing next to Will caught him snickering at his father's less than smooth demeanor with the ladies.
"Like you are any better? This from the man would practiced sword fighting three hours a day. I'd say that rings pathetic, wouldn't you?"
"My abilities must not be that bad, if Elizabeth and I are getting married." he said huffily.
"Pure luck on tha' one my boy." Jack turned his interest back to the woman on the bed. She was now being grilled by Elizabeth.
"What would the Ship's crew have against you?" She had an unusual air to her voice.
"I guess they didn't like it too much that I had something they didn't." She replied dryly. Everyone started at her silently. She continued. "See I am in possession of a small trinket that has a questionable, uh, history let's say."
Jack got the meaning of her sentence. "So by all the mystery I'm going to shoot out a wild card here but your not amount to tell naught but a detail of the object, aye?"
"Something like that I suppose, Mr.?" She looked at him thoughtfully.
"Captain Jack Sparrow. My ship the black pearl looks exactly like this, inside and out." He sad urgently.
"Really? That's curious isn't it? This ship is called the Crystal Buccaneer. The Captain is no longer with us thanks to a bunch of rogue Spaniards. The rest of the crew left on the only other ship of his fleet, The Ardent. Which if your wondering looked completely different." She sighed.
Bill smiled at her. "Well I'm sure you have a trying time, maybe we should get you some breakfast. Is tha' alrigh'?"
She nodded. "I think that sounds wonderful."
"M' names' Bill Turner, but mostly everyone calls me Bootstrap." He offered her a hand to get out of bed.
"Thank you Mr. Turner."
"Please call me Bill. Or you might confuse me with my son William." He looked over to the shell-shocked Will staring at him.
Jack who had been playing with the plaits of his beard, jumped. This startled Elizabeth, who made a small noise.
"Oh, Sry Luv, jus' thinking." he patted her shoulder. "Marella?" He looked quickly to Ana Maria standing behind him. "Tha' was her name righ'?"
She nodded. "Believe so."
"Yes Mr. Sparrow?" She turned towards him, after rising out of bed. She wore a long beige dressing gown. It was rather ornate for a simple maiden. Elizabeth inwardly noted this.
"This ship is not owned by you, am I correct to say so?" He smiled revealing that he indeed had a plan.
"Certainly, I do not own the ship, why may I ask do you inquire?"
"Because, I would like to become Commodore, Savvy?" He turned to face his party. "Now I have to decide whom to name Captain of this here Crystal Pirate."
Ana Maria leaned over. "I believe it was Buccaneer, Capt'n"
No made no reply, on headed towards the deck. Everyone followed. Gibbs and Ana Maria first, than Will and Elizabeth, lastly Bill and Marella.
Once out in the sunlight, Jack swaggered up to the quarter deck. "I think I know jus' who I'll pick."
No one spoke. They were all still, waiting, listening.
"William, it's yours." He said as he continued to smile.
"Mine? Why did you choose me?" He said walking up to him.
"Your a good pirate, or well a good one in the makings. But mostly, I figured you have the biggest hat." He said, and very quickly he grabbed a rope and swung himself aboard the Black Pearl. He shouted back "One condition though, you sail under my colors." he pointed to the Jolly Roger flag sailing above the Pearl.
Will was shocked. "No problem." He laughed, and turned back to them.
They all wore very different expressions.....
