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Chapter 6: Strange Scents
ANAMARIA
"Well, we can't sail out of Tortuga with a drunk captain," Anamaria stated blankly.
"No, we can't," Gibbs said resignedly. "Best wait until morning, then."
They parted and Anamaria went to the cabin she shared with Jack.
She stepped in and closed the door quietly. Jack was on her bed for some reason, and he was STILL holding on to his rum bottle. For the first time, it seemed, he was sleeping peacefully.
Anamaria rolled her eyes and slept in Jack's bed instead. It smelled like rum.
JACK
Jack woke up, yawned, and breathed in deeply. His bed smelled really nice. It smelled like soap. WAIT, SOAP?!?! His bed was supposed to smell like rum, not soap. Since when was the last time he had used that stuff, anyway?
He sat up and looked around. He wasn't in HIS bed, he was in Anamaria's bed. A faint memory of him slumping into it last night stirred in his still-sleepy brain.
Wait...if he was in Anamaria's bed, then where--?
Something shifted to his right. Anamaria was sleeping in his bed with the tiniest glimmer of a smile on her face.
Jack would have almost melted at the sight of her, if not for Gibbs, who had just slammed his way into the cabin (without knocking, how considerably rude) and waking up Anamaria, and also completely waking up Jack.
"Captain!" he said as Anamaria glared at him sleepily.
"What?" Jack said, rather grumpy.
"The ship is ready to go."
"Oh, good," Jack smiled, gold teeth making his smile even brighter.
"Where are we going?" Anamaria demanded, clambering out of Jack's bed and following him to the front of the boat, clearly not tired anymore.
"To visit the whelp and the sissy governor's daughter," Jack said, giving her one of his trademark smiles.
"Oh, yeah, and we're visiting that one bloke, Norring...well, N something." Gibbs added.
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