'P' IS FOR PIRATE
By : mirkwood-elf-2931 & Thala

CHAPTER 5

Will appeared in the doorway of the captain's cabin to find Charity sitting at its desk, head in her hands, fingers against her temples.

"Go away, Sparrow." Her voice muffled by her palms. "I may be helping you, but that doesn't mean I have to see you so much."

"It's not Jack."

Charity gazed over at the form, seeing in the candlelight that it was indeed not the person she thought it had been. "Will...sorry..."

He smiled. "It's okay. I see now why you don't like Jack."

She smiled faintly. "To be honest...I did once. However, I was too young to understand the situation then. But you know, Jack and Bootstrap both did teach me how to fight, and they taught me to be strong and not let anyone put me down, because I was a female. Jack and Barbossa were the ones who taught me the ways of a pirate...like them, like all of them." She paused and Will could see a sadness set in her glassy brown eyes. "I'm sorry Bill wasn't there for you. I'm sorry he saw more of me than his own son."

Will looked down at the floorboards. "Don't be..."

"He loved you though." She went on. "That's why he stayed away from you, Will, so you wouldn't turn out like he had...like I might have. But he would talk about you a lot. He told me once, that I was only a couple years older than you and he hoped we would meet someday. And ten years later here that day has come."

"But you don't have to stay this way, Charity. You could start a better life...without practically living at sea. Port Royal is a nice town. We could find you a place to stay and a new job there...I'm sure you and Elizabeth would get along very well."

She did already have these things, but maybe she could do better. Maybe. "Thanks for the suggestions, but I don't know..."

"At least think about it? My father wouldn't have wanted it to turn out this way either, knowing what you had before, would he have?"

Her smile came through once more, now warm and true. How could she say 'no' to the face he was giving her at that moment? "Ye got me there. I'll think about it."

Seeming satisfied, he asked. "So, where did you say you lived...before?" Then he leaned on the door frame, folding his arms.

"Well, I've lived in Jamaica my whole life...well, five years I spent at sea on the Pearl. Right now I work in Lively with a company that trades within Jamaica and its surrounding islands. But I was originally born in a large town called Morant Bay. No one from there knew what happened to me, until I was seventeen, when I dropped by to see a few of those who had known my parents and I. It was quite a shock for them to see me again and hear my story. For eleven years they had all thought I was dead. I found my house too, it's abandoned, but…I couldn't bring myself to go inside."

"Wow. Well, I guess you pretty much already know about me..."

"Sort of. Most of your childhood maybe, but what do you do now that you're older?"

"I work at Brown's Blacksmith in Port Royal and being so that I do," He sighed. "I don't think Governor Swann would approve of my love for his daughter."

"Oh really?" She grinned; she had been right after all. "You love Elizabeth, eh? That's why you're here with Jack, I wondered why you would get mixed up with him." It also explained why the girl used his last name, as she must share his love and the two just don't realize yet.

Will nodded. "He was the only one that knew where the Black Pearl was headed. The only one who could help me find her."

"Too bad you couldn't have met up with me instead. But maybe he'll be good to have along for something."

Over the next few long days, Jenny reluctantly helped with this and that on the repairs to the mansion. But on the current afternoon, she merely watched from the parlor archway as every maid stood around whispering and giggling childishly, as five strong young men were hanging a new chandelier from the high ceiling in the foyer.

"Oh my, look at the bum on that one," said Jenny to the maid next to her, not keeping her voice lowered. "He looks like a right ready bull, don' he?" A low animalistic growl emitted from behind her hand as she looked at the muscles bunch and roll on the man in her sights.

This drove the rest of the group even wilder, making most of their faces turn red with their continued uncontained giggles.

Of course the Governor wouldn't have approved of any of this, but he was still away with the navy looking for his daughter, who they all began to have their doubts about returning home with her father at all, considering what they were up against and how long it was already taking.

But today they both would indeed return, and the man that had made everything work out in the end would be paying the ultimate price.

Charity's mouth gaped as she watched a figure fall from the high parapet of Fort Charles down into the ocean below. Then she saw the person resurface; apparently unhurt, so she quickly took out her spyglass. It was he; they had done it. Their plan had worked and Jack was saved, for to her left the Black Pearl was sailing westward to pick him up.

"Jack!" She called, but not too loudly so as not to attract any military to their position. She couldn't be seen with him, if she did not also wish to be counted as being involved in the situation as Will was, or simply being counted as a pirate with her appearance.

Soaked and dripping everywhere, the rugged man pulled himself up onto the shaded wooden dock.

"I just wanted to tell you...I'm proud of you, Jack."

Jack looked up, doing a double take and turning his head sideways to the left. "Come again? In my good ear..." He then began hitting the sides of his head to clear any water that might be stopping up his ears.

Ignoring all this, she continued. "And too bad you're a wanted man here. You could settle down, like I finally am." Though she knew he never would, even if he could have the chance; the Black Pearl would soon be his home again.

He smiled, righting his head to look straight at her. "Wish I could take up that suggestion, Roberts. But the sea will forever call to my heart. I can't seem to stay away from her."

Charity tried her best to keep from grinning, as she sighed. "What woman can't you stay away from?" she muttered under her breath. "All I can say about you is that you always find humor in every situation, and you always knew how to make me laugh. Go," She then tipped her hat down in farewell with a quick glance over her shoulder to see if anyone was coming their way. "Your crew awaits you." And she turned her back, heading down the pier.

"Charity,"

She heard her name called a few steps later.

"Until we meet again?"

For the first time ever, she smiled at the thought of running across this man again. She turned back to face him, the smile gone. "Until then, Jack."

He too smiled, for her to see, and dove back into the glistening waters of the Caribbean Sea.

She stood there a minute longer, watching him swim out toward his ship. "Farewell, Captain." She whispered. Her second smile over him wider than before.

TBC ...

mirkwood-elf-2931 :
Sorry I skipped most of what happened in the movie, but it wasn't as if Chairty had a big part in what took place or anything, cuz' she just simply helped out.
Well, endoreo vende, I guess you could say that Charity is just slowly earning Jack's respect. LOL However, she's still going to give him a bad time through the rest of the story even though like up there she's sometimes kinda nice. Oh, and Jenny will eventually give him a bad time too. hehehe ;-) And speaking of Jenny, she will be getting out of the mansion pretty soon, but not for a bit yet, she and Charity still have to meet...hope it won't seem too boring because of the lack of adventure though, cuz' I think the next couple chapters will mostly just have dialogue. Don't worry though, I think this whole thing will turn out at least 15 chapters or more.
Hmmm...I don't think this story really has a point anyway...I mean, I just really wanted a Pirates of the Caribbean fic with my friend, Thala, as my co-writer even if it wasn't very long, and thought the results of this fic was kinda cute and funny. See, I'd just write different scenes here and there that I thought sounded good and then tried my best to fit them all together, so to me it seems the story jumps around from one thing to another...perhaps too much? Please let me know what anyone thinks about that in coming chapters or when it's over. And btw, it ends like we're setting up for a sequel, but I really doubt we'll write one, cuz' this one was hard enough to think of...sorry, guys, but Lord of the Rings is the one that's easy to write sequels for, that's why I have another one coming out soon. :-)