Chapter 4: Jack Sparrow in New York City- Part 2
It was going to be a long trip. Portia had managed to drag Jack down the stairs, the elevator wasn't an option, but once outside he stood stock still obviously trying to take in the sights, sounds, and smells of New York City. Portia watched him for a few minutes. His ignorance to everything that she took for granted in her world was fascinating, and she felt a smile creeping at her lips.
"Come on Jack" Portia said taking his elbow in her hand. He didn't move. Portia sighed. Poking his just under the ribs she succeeded in getting his attention. Jack turned to look at her and she was met with his dark brown eyes that were almost the color of dark chocolate. Shaking off the moment, Portia took Jack's hands and wrapped them around her waist. A curious look crossed his face, although he didn't look like he minded it. Portia sighed again. "If you hold onto me you won't get lost, and we'll look more. normal walking through the city, ok?"
"This is normal?" Jack asked, letting his hands draw her closer to him.
Portia gulped. "You could say that. Let's go."
Taking the first step, Portia drew Jack along down the street, and after a few minutes he was walking at an easy pace glancing about without drawing much attention to himself. Portia could feel him jump a little when a car would rush buy or a subway train would blow its whistle underground, but otherwise Jack managed to keep a cool exterior.
"Don't know how Will did this alone yesterday," he mumbled and Portia smiled.
"So what are we 'shopping' for?" Jack asked after they had traveled about ten city blocks away from the apartment building where Portia lived.
"Stuff to make you look a little more normal." Portia replied steering Jack left towards the entrance to the mall in the area.
"So, this." Jack said turning Portia around so her nose brushed his chin "isn't normal enough?" Portia could feel her heart beat faster. She could feel the heat radiating from Jack's body, the rise and fall of his chest, and the slight thump of his heart.
Then Jack turned to open the door for her as quickly as he had pulled her closer to him. "Shall we?" he asked.
Portia laughed at his attempt at gentlemanliness and went inside.
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James watched as Portia entered the mall laughing. He smiled to himself, but it quickly faded away when he saw the odd looking man enter and follow after her, carefully wrapping his arms around her waist. He couldn't believe it. He was pretty sure Emily said Portia broke up with her latest boyfriend just the day before. She couldn't have another one already. could she?
James decided to follow for a while until he could get the chance to pull Portia aside and find out what was going on.
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A/N- If you need a visual aid for James, since he will be very much a part of the story from here on out, just think of Brad Pitt in Ocean's Eleven.
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The only store Portia could think of that would have clothes that would suit Jack and Will was Express; sort of fancy, and not all-together empty- your-wallet-on-the-counter-please expensive. Jack had no idea how to pick clothes out, he wanted to go for whatever was easiest to tear and didn't match at all, but he was very good at modeling whatever Portia told him to put on. Surprisingly, most of the outfits that Portia and Jack agreed on were on sale.
"Weren't we supposed to get stuff for Will too?" Jack asked, an anxious and excited gleam coming to his eye.
"Yes." Portia barely managed to say before Jack was off around the store, picking out shirts, pants, and many other items. Portia sighed and contented herself with watching him. Suddenly, she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she bumped nose to chest with James, her best friend besides Emily.
"James!" she cried. "What are you doing here?"
"Wondering what you're doing here?" he replied. "Who's that?"
"Um, kind of long story." Portia replied. "How about you come by tomorrow morning. I can explain everything then." James didn't look convinced, so Portia put on her pouty lips and he began to laugh.
"All right, all right!! Spare me!" he cried and Portia smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow! Oh, and do be careful! Guy looks like he came right out of 'Pirates of the Caribbean'!" With a final wave James left, and Portia stood there pondering his last words.
'Pirates of the Caribbean' she thought. 'That was my first impression too. And the names.' Jack broke her thoughts by coming up with an armful of clothes to present to Portia.
"How about these?" he asked, obviously very excited about getting to play dress up with Will later that day.
"Well, let me see." Portia said beginning to sort through the pile.
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Elizabeth was exhausted. She had spent the whole day searching the bars and taverns of Canna looking for information about the mysterious woman Will had told her about. The most she had been able to gather was that she was some sort of unnatural being who haunted pirates, more specifically pirates who had been known to be pretty bad in there day. But all the pirates that had been visited by her had been retired from what Elizabeth had been told, so why had this woman gone to see Jack?
Elizabeth slumped down on her bed and reached for the plate of food Anna Maria must have left for her once she got back to the house they had "acquired" to stay in while they were in Canna. The fresh bread and meat tasted wonderful after that slop they fed travelers at the taverns, and the fresh air blowing about the room through the open window was a nice break from the stench that had surrounded her earlier that day.
Once the bread and meat was gone Elizabeth lay back on the bed and proceeded to remove her boots and other articles of clothing awkwardly from that position. Once she was fear of the restricting skirts, blouse and corset, Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief.
It lasted for about two seconds. Just as Elizabeth closed her eyes to fall asleep a man seemed to appear out of nowhere to land directly on top of her.
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After lunch and more shopping Jack and Portia went back to the apartment. She wished she had taken her car because they both ended up carrying about six bags each. Some it was for Portia as well, along with left over Chinese food. But most of it was shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and other items for Jack and Will.
"I promise I can pay you back for all this stuff," Jack said as they trudged up the four flights of stairs to Portia's apartment.
"No don't worry about it," Portia replied. "Today was payment enough."
"So I take it today was a good day eh?" Jack said smiling.
Portia couldn't help but smile. Jack had very much changed her first impression of him. He wasn't such a bad guy. Maybe a little crazy, but not bad.
Portia was still laughing as she opened the door to her apartment. The sight inside made her laugh even harder. Will was crouched in the corner next to the TV and Emily was sitting on the kitchen counter with a frying pan in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other.
"Emily!" Portia half-cried, putting down the bags in her hand, removing her coat and throwing it un-ceremonially on the couch, "What are you doing?"
Emily smirked. "Will thought the Pizza man was some sort of enemy some to get him, and then when the phone started to ring he wanted to cut it up with his sword, so I was protecting it with the pan."
Jack laughed. Portia was surprised that he saw humor in the situation considering he had tried to attack the phone earlier as well.
"Will, mate.." Jack laughed again. "Come on, I've got some stuff for you." Together they disappeared into the bedroom.
Emily smiled. "Probably going to want to help them." She said. Portia sighed and smiled at her best friend before going into the bedroom herself.
Bad idea.
Will was in the middle of changing.
TBC.
It was going to be a long trip. Portia had managed to drag Jack down the stairs, the elevator wasn't an option, but once outside he stood stock still obviously trying to take in the sights, sounds, and smells of New York City. Portia watched him for a few minutes. His ignorance to everything that she took for granted in her world was fascinating, and she felt a smile creeping at her lips.
"Come on Jack" Portia said taking his elbow in her hand. He didn't move. Portia sighed. Poking his just under the ribs she succeeded in getting his attention. Jack turned to look at her and she was met with his dark brown eyes that were almost the color of dark chocolate. Shaking off the moment, Portia took Jack's hands and wrapped them around her waist. A curious look crossed his face, although he didn't look like he minded it. Portia sighed again. "If you hold onto me you won't get lost, and we'll look more. normal walking through the city, ok?"
"This is normal?" Jack asked, letting his hands draw her closer to him.
Portia gulped. "You could say that. Let's go."
Taking the first step, Portia drew Jack along down the street, and after a few minutes he was walking at an easy pace glancing about without drawing much attention to himself. Portia could feel him jump a little when a car would rush buy or a subway train would blow its whistle underground, but otherwise Jack managed to keep a cool exterior.
"Don't know how Will did this alone yesterday," he mumbled and Portia smiled.
"So what are we 'shopping' for?" Jack asked after they had traveled about ten city blocks away from the apartment building where Portia lived.
"Stuff to make you look a little more normal." Portia replied steering Jack left towards the entrance to the mall in the area.
"So, this." Jack said turning Portia around so her nose brushed his chin "isn't normal enough?" Portia could feel her heart beat faster. She could feel the heat radiating from Jack's body, the rise and fall of his chest, and the slight thump of his heart.
Then Jack turned to open the door for her as quickly as he had pulled her closer to him. "Shall we?" he asked.
Portia laughed at his attempt at gentlemanliness and went inside.
**********
James watched as Portia entered the mall laughing. He smiled to himself, but it quickly faded away when he saw the odd looking man enter and follow after her, carefully wrapping his arms around her waist. He couldn't believe it. He was pretty sure Emily said Portia broke up with her latest boyfriend just the day before. She couldn't have another one already. could she?
James decided to follow for a while until he could get the chance to pull Portia aside and find out what was going on.
**********
A/N- If you need a visual aid for James, since he will be very much a part of the story from here on out, just think of Brad Pitt in Ocean's Eleven.
**********
The only store Portia could think of that would have clothes that would suit Jack and Will was Express; sort of fancy, and not all-together empty- your-wallet-on-the-counter-please expensive. Jack had no idea how to pick clothes out, he wanted to go for whatever was easiest to tear and didn't match at all, but he was very good at modeling whatever Portia told him to put on. Surprisingly, most of the outfits that Portia and Jack agreed on were on sale.
"Weren't we supposed to get stuff for Will too?" Jack asked, an anxious and excited gleam coming to his eye.
"Yes." Portia barely managed to say before Jack was off around the store, picking out shirts, pants, and many other items. Portia sighed and contented herself with watching him. Suddenly, she felt someone's hand on her shoulder. Turning around, she bumped nose to chest with James, her best friend besides Emily.
"James!" she cried. "What are you doing here?"
"Wondering what you're doing here?" he replied. "Who's that?"
"Um, kind of long story." Portia replied. "How about you come by tomorrow morning. I can explain everything then." James didn't look convinced, so Portia put on her pouty lips and he began to laugh.
"All right, all right!! Spare me!" he cried and Portia smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow! Oh, and do be careful! Guy looks like he came right out of 'Pirates of the Caribbean'!" With a final wave James left, and Portia stood there pondering his last words.
'Pirates of the Caribbean' she thought. 'That was my first impression too. And the names.' Jack broke her thoughts by coming up with an armful of clothes to present to Portia.
"How about these?" he asked, obviously very excited about getting to play dress up with Will later that day.
"Well, let me see." Portia said beginning to sort through the pile.
**********
Elizabeth was exhausted. She had spent the whole day searching the bars and taverns of Canna looking for information about the mysterious woman Will had told her about. The most she had been able to gather was that she was some sort of unnatural being who haunted pirates, more specifically pirates who had been known to be pretty bad in there day. But all the pirates that had been visited by her had been retired from what Elizabeth had been told, so why had this woman gone to see Jack?
Elizabeth slumped down on her bed and reached for the plate of food Anna Maria must have left for her once she got back to the house they had "acquired" to stay in while they were in Canna. The fresh bread and meat tasted wonderful after that slop they fed travelers at the taverns, and the fresh air blowing about the room through the open window was a nice break from the stench that had surrounded her earlier that day.
Once the bread and meat was gone Elizabeth lay back on the bed and proceeded to remove her boots and other articles of clothing awkwardly from that position. Once she was fear of the restricting skirts, blouse and corset, Elizabeth breathed a sigh of relief.
It lasted for about two seconds. Just as Elizabeth closed her eyes to fall asleep a man seemed to appear out of nowhere to land directly on top of her.
**********
After lunch and more shopping Jack and Portia went back to the apartment. She wished she had taken her car because they both ended up carrying about six bags each. Some it was for Portia as well, along with left over Chinese food. But most of it was shirts, pants, socks, underwear, and other items for Jack and Will.
"I promise I can pay you back for all this stuff," Jack said as they trudged up the four flights of stairs to Portia's apartment.
"No don't worry about it," Portia replied. "Today was payment enough."
"So I take it today was a good day eh?" Jack said smiling.
Portia couldn't help but smile. Jack had very much changed her first impression of him. He wasn't such a bad guy. Maybe a little crazy, but not bad.
Portia was still laughing as she opened the door to her apartment. The sight inside made her laugh even harder. Will was crouched in the corner next to the TV and Emily was sitting on the kitchen counter with a frying pan in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other.
"Emily!" Portia half-cried, putting down the bags in her hand, removing her coat and throwing it un-ceremonially on the couch, "What are you doing?"
Emily smirked. "Will thought the Pizza man was some sort of enemy some to get him, and then when the phone started to ring he wanted to cut it up with his sword, so I was protecting it with the pan."
Jack laughed. Portia was surprised that he saw humor in the situation considering he had tried to attack the phone earlier as well.
"Will, mate.." Jack laughed again. "Come on, I've got some stuff for you." Together they disappeared into the bedroom.
Emily smiled. "Probably going to want to help them." She said. Portia sighed and smiled at her best friend before going into the bedroom herself.
Bad idea.
Will was in the middle of changing.
TBC.