Chapter Nine – Jack falls twice whilst Rosie trips

"Will tha' be all miss?" the shop maid asked Rosemary. Rosemary looked from the girl to Elizabeth who was deep in thought and then to Jack who nodded, eyes wide.

"Yes that will be all," Rosemary said politely. Jack had taken the afternoon off to get the ladies properly attired for their journey on the sea. Will was in charge of Mary and Gibbs was watching supplies. Ana Maria had disappeared and Jack was loosing all his money. He had expected that the girls would only buy one set of clothes, breeches, cotton shirt, warm jack and vest and a pair of good sturdy boots (they had to go to a men's store for all these items). However, some how Elizabeth and Rosemary had dragged Jack into a female store as well spending hours in there. They ended up settling on three dresses each, two new shoes, underwear and socks, and some washing items including soap, a face washer and towels. It took him much persuasion to get Elizabeth from not making him buy a ridiculous hat and parasol. He exhaled deeply and handed over the gold that they owed the shop maid.

"Ye are makin' me go broke!" he exclaimed as they left the shop. Jack was stuck balancing boxes in his arms as Rosemary couldn't carry anything and Elizabeth only carried two boxes of shoes. He wobbled all over the place with a very frustrated look on his face.

"Oh Jack, you will be fine you will probably loot some more so it doesn't matter," Elizabeth said leading the three of them down the main road. She walked in front of Jack and Rosemary looking very pompous indeed. Rosemary giggled and Jack shot her a look. He smiled. Trying to impress the brunette he began balancing the boxes on one hand. Rosemary watched him stifling her laughs; Elizabeth was completely oblivious what was happening behind her she had begun ranting on about something. Jack was going quite well until he lost his footing and fell to the ground (he had been focusing on the boxes instead of the ground). The boxes went all around him their contents in often cases spilling out. Rosemary ran to Jack to help him up laughing uncontrollably. Jack frowned and pushed her lightly. She continued to laugh.

"Come on luv, 'elp me get these thing back into their boxes," he said not laughing. She calm down a bit and began putting the clothes back in the boxes with one hand. She lifted a large pink one and tucked it under her good arm. "I can take tha' luv," Jack said lifting up the rest of the boxes.

"I should carry it," she said between giggles, "You may fall again!" she ran off after Elizabeth leaving Jack with the rest of the boxes frowning even more. Once on the Black Pearl Jack discarded the boxes into Elizabeth and Will's bedroom and disappeared. Rosemary searched with Elizabeth through the boxes for her clothing then with Elizabeth's help washed up and got changed. She was very grateful for changing into the clean soft clothing. She darned the male clothing whilst Elizabeth changed into a pretty yellow dress.

"I refuse to wear those clothes at the moment, maybe if I have to work, but defiantly not now," she stated as she took Mary from Will getting her ready for her sleep. Rosemary nodded as she sat on the double, four-posted bed in the Turner's cabin. Their room was much like Jack's, except the theme was a deep sea blue rather than red.

"Why is your cabin like this and not mine?" she asked smoothing out some wrinkles on the silk bedspread. Elizabeth looked up from changing her daughter's pants and looked around.

"I think Jack had it furnished for Will, because as you know Will is forever going on adventures with Jack so I think he gave him a cabin like this as if he was a permanent resident," she said and sighed, "Will wishes he lived on the Pearl. I know he does, he doesn't like Port Royal, he doesn't like being a blacksmith, and he doesn't like the society that I come from. He is so happy when he is here with Jack; willing to do anything," she turned back to Mary, "I can't blame him either, I would happily live like this,"

"Then why don't you, I am sure that Jack wouldn't mind," Rosemary said.

"Yes but what about Mary? She can't be brought up on a pirate ship it is just not proper or safe," she said sadly. Rosemary soon left the room and wandered up to the deck. They had begun sailing whilst she and Elizabeth were down below. Jack was at the helm as always, men were roaming around the ship cleaning, manning the sails, or whatever other chores they had to do. She walked up to the quarterdeck and over to Jack.

"Hello, thank you for the clothes they feel so much better then that dirty dress," Rosemary said standing next to Jack. She expected him to turn his head and grin at her, like he always did. However, he didn't look at her, he grunted in reply and his handsome face was tight. He was thinking. Rosemary looked at her feet, "I am sorry for laughing at you earlier but you shouldn't be angry at me," she said not looking back up. Jack glanced over at her small figure. He wasn't angry about that.

"We are sailing for tha pirate hub Ramora," he said stiffly, "Will take us a while to sail there, months in fact, so get comfortable on the ship luv," he finally turned and looked at her. She looked up with big glossy brown eyes she was so beautiful. Her brown hair cascaded over her back and shoulders with tight ringlets around her face. The clothing she wore was a little big and the shirt was open a fair way down. Jack gently grabbed her face in one hand and pressed his mouth to hers. She was in shock her eyes wide open. Jack snaked his other hand from the wheel to her waist and pulled her closer careful not to hurt her arm. She relaxed at his touch and softened her face, closing her eyes. As he began deepening the kiss she pulled away quickly and walked off. Once below she ran to her cabin throwing open the door then slamming it shut. She fell onto her bed and sobbed into her pillow.

Jack turned back to the wheel and stopped breathing for a moment thinking about what just had past. He rubbed his eyes with both of his hands and squinted, it was coming on sunset. He sighed deeply and thought of Rosemary. Her skin was so soft and when his kissed her he felt tingles going down his spine, heard church bells in his head and her laugh echoing joyously all around him. He imaged finding Rosemary in her room reading or something, her broken wrist all-better. She wore the deep red dress that he had bought her and her curly brown hair piled to one side of her head her left, so her right shoulder was bare. He imagined opening the door and standing there, she looked up and smiled that beautiful smile that she had. The she stood up and walked to him kissing him lightly on his mouth. Wrapping her arms around his neck he lifted her up and walked her to his own cabin and laid her down onto the bed. He kissed her bare neck making her moan. Undressing him and her she stayed with him all night, and then for the rest of their lives.

He shook away the fantasy and told himself harshly "Ye are a pirate, ye can't fall in love," but no matter how loud he told himself that he couldn't stop what was happening. Jack was falling again.

Rosemary had cried herself to sleep. When she woke up it was cold and dark outside. She threw her new jacket around her shoulders and rubbed her eyes. Her sleep was dreamless, which was a relief. When she came back to reality she shuddered. What was happening to her? Was she falling for Jack Sparrow? Pardon Captain Jack Sparrow, but really was she? There was something about her that made him smile. He had a charm and a manliness that made her want more caused her to crave him all the time. She was craving his sweet kiss now, but she stopped.

"This is ridiculous," she said firmly out loud, "You can't fall for him," she got off the bed and walked out the door. However, she stopped in her tracks. Jack was in the hall talking to one of the pirates. She ducked back into her room and shut the door leaning back against it. She couldn't face him but her stomach disagreed. She had to get out and get some food or she would starve to death.

"Your mother told you never to be afraid, to face everything head on. So just go out there and walk straight past, knowing him he is probably drunk and won't notice you," she instructed herself. Taking a deep breath she opened the door and strode out. Jack was still talking with the crewman so she walked along behind him keeping her eyes averted. She walked straight past him and down the to gallery, he didn't even look at her. She was thankful for that. Heading happily towards the gallery she entered to find it completely empty a part from Jonathan Davies washing up. He heard her coming and turned to look over his should.

"'Ello miss, can I get you anyfing?" he asked still washing up the plate. Rosemary walked over to him.

"Is there anything to eat? I am quite hungry, I missed dinner," she said pushing her dark curly hair from her face. He nodded and opened a cupboard to his right.

"Here I saved you somefing, knew you weren't at dinner," he said handing her a plate of bread and fish. "Don't worry it is still eatable," he said grinning. Rosemary took it in her good arm then walked to the long table and began eating.

"Rosie!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she entered the gallery smoothing out her new dress. Rosemary smiled up from her plate at Elizabeth.

"Hello Miss," she said politely. Elizabeth gave a look, "Sorry, I mean Elizabeth," Rosemary said correcting herself.

"I haven't seen you all evening! Where have you been? Jack was ever so worried," Elizabeth, said sitting across from Rosemary, she stopped chewing for a moment and swallowed digesting what Elizabeth had just said. She didn't look up but tried to get the idea that Jack liked her out of her head, but it just didn't budge. The sweet memory of his kiss seemed to overpower her senses. His scent filled her nostrils, her vision clouded and his face came into view. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling inviting her into his embrace. She craved him.

"Rosie what's wrong?" Elizabeth said reaching across and toughing Rosemary's arm.

"I think I am falling for Jack Sparrow," she said quietly so only Elizabeth could hear.