A/n: Sorry for the late update. Didn't have much time on my hands, what with school and all.
The next morning the storm had calmed, and with the exception of a few scattered clouds, the sky was clear. June had been sentence to sleep in a cave, which the crew had secured, under the watchful eye of Scoaruge. Jack wanted no trouble from June, although June suspected the precautions were so that the crew didn't get any ideas. What normal man wouldn't, who had been away from a woman's embrace for so long?
As she stumbled out of the cave in the bright morning light she saw that the rest of the crew had slept in makeshift tents. The scene in front of her was filled with men getting out of bed mud streaked and sore from sleeping on the ground. Being brought up unspoiled she did not like the idea of special treatment, and she made a mental note to have a word with the Captain about this matter. As she was thinking this Jack appeared out of nowhere his usual smile replaced with a frown.
"I see the ladies up."
The sour tone in his voice made June shrink back, but this rude welcome would not deter her from her mission. Squaring her shoulders she spoke her mind, "I don't approve of the way you have situated your men. They slept out in the cold hard rain for nothing, or did you not realize there was plenty of room in the cave?"
Jack stared at her emotionless, pondering all the while about what he had gotten himself into. "You're a lady you need your space." With that he turned his back on her and made his escape through some ferns.
Not letting him get off that easy, she made to follow after him but Scoaruge stepped in her way. June shot him her most dirty look, but he shrugged it off. "The Miss is still healing she should rest."
It was true that the bone splintering, nerve-chilling pain in her side had not completely healed; but now it merely throbbed. Long ago though, she had learned not to let weakness stop you.
"Pish, posh." She wavered her had pushing the thought out of mind, and followed the Captain. She found him staring into the clear blue waters of a lake, which was feed by a waterfall. The scene was quite mystical with the two water sources being quite opposite. A raging, strong, and determined waterfall at one end; and at the other a cool, fragile, and lucid lake. There at the edge of the lack knelt the figure of the Pirate Captain. "Look here, I don't like how you particularly manage me because I'm a woman. I can sleep on the ground just like the men."
"Well good then you won't mind sleeping out there alone tonight."
June sensed the sharp tone in his voice, and decided to use a more methodical way to get her point across. "You didn't treat me any different when I was Jhune."
"Well you ain't Jhune, you never were Jhune." He stood to his full height, which was intimidated her five feet and five inches. "You just pretended to be Jhune; there is no Jhune. There is a June though and quite frankly I don't like either one of you."
"Well then you shouldn't let me sleep in a cave, bestowing me luxury, while your men rot."
"Well I understand where you're coming from, but I'm Captain! What I say goes, understand!" The rage in his voice muted out the raging falls and a flock of birds flew off. The argument was over. Jack, calmed back into his regular persona due to June's submission, smile and said, "Now that that's settled I want you to take off your clothes."
"WHAT!"
To Be Continued