Chapter 5

Trying not to laugh but bursts out any ways. "What happened, did one of you girls finally get ye back?" and he starts to laugh uncontrollably. He was not to tall, with a grey bread and some old pirates clothes on. "Gibbs will you shut up?" Jack said irritated.

"JACK WHAT DID YOU DO?" said a different man as he ran up next to Gibbs. He had his hair pulled back very clean shaven, and his clothes are very clean, not looking like a pirate at all.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN ME? IT WAS THAT WOMEN!" Jack snapped back. "But im sure you must have deserved it" he said trying not to laugh.

"I don't want to talk about it, all I want is to get some clothes on" he whispered for no one else to hear him.
"Will, do me a favour don't tell any one of this you hear? Same goes to you Gibbs, do I have you word?"

"Of course" they say while crossing their fingers behind their back.

The sun rises and a new work day begins. You open your eyes to a blinding light, and blink a couple of times to get adjusted to the brightness. You fling the sheets off and swing your legs to the side of the bed. You look around noticing you are not in your room.

The room is a bleach white, with no curtains but with a really big window facing a couple of houses. Not the view you really enjoy as much as your own. There is pretty much nothing in it, just a small mirror and a desk, not to mention a pile of old smelly clothes on the floor.

"What am I doing here?" you ask yourself, not recalling the night before. You get up and went to the pile of clothes, and picked up a shirt; which reeked of rum. The sent hit you in the face as if it could, bringing about the whole incident of last nights drama.

"Jack…" you whisper, then laugh uncontrollably. What you did to him was pretty hilarious to you but not for Jack. Anyways he deserved it, after all he did scare you half to death, cut your straps, hot you angry and even tried to seduce you, all in a matter of mere minutes.

You didn't know him that well but after the two encounters he managed to get into your head, and now that's all you can think about. Is Jack.
You neatly fold all of his clothes, into a nice pile, and went towards your room hoping he's still there.

"Capt'n!" yells Gibbs, and starts poking at him. "Jack, 're ye awake?" "No, I just talk in me sleep." Jack replies irritated. "Ooh well can ye wake up?" Gibbs says confused. Jack rolls his eyes, "what is it Gibbs?" sounding annoyed. "Where do ye suppose we set sail?" he asks. "Go anywhere but 'er" Jack says rolling over to his one side, still feeling the humiliation from last night. "The crew needs to have a word with ye" "about what?" Jack asked with concern. "Just come on out" Gibbs says patting Jacks head, and leaves.

Jack makes his way to his dresser and takes out some old clothes, and whishes he had his other ones that you took. Not totally satisfied with his clothes, he reaches for his rum and heads out.

Jack notices Gibbs who is motioning him to come over. He takes a sip of rum before making his way to him. "Aye?" Jack says tiredly. "tis a beaut day" he says making conversation. "Could be better" Jack replies and sighs. "Ye really shouldn't be grumpy, don't want any one to ask questions." Gibbs tells Jack while nudging him in the ribs.

Jack knew he was right, why was he upset in the first place. Just because he got robed of his clothes there was no reason for him to be mad. Jack took another gulp of rum to finish off the whole bottle and chucked it into the ocean. "Aye, your right Gibbs." Jack says agreeing, "You always look out for me" and pats his back.

One of Jacks crew comes up to him and whispers "don't ye 'orry, ye will get your clothes back" he said jokingly. "What did you say?" Jacks face going red. "He said ye will get your clothes back." Said another. And sooner or later the whole crew was talking about what happened last night with you and Jack. Jack's face went as red as a tomato, and the dignity he had left disappeared.