The auburn-haired damsel let loose her fiery locks as she took off her scarf and hair tie and placed them in her jacket. She rubbed her tired eyes and walked passed the tavern; she spied the drunken heap of one Jack Sparrow sprawled out on a row of kegs that stood right outside the saloon.
"A row of beer barrels for a makeshift bed, you really are one of a kind Jacoby" The girl whispered as she gazed over the body that was covered in a green pelisse coat and a black cap with Jack's muffled snores underneath it all.
The girl gently took away the rogue's Monmouth cap and stared at the face she had secretly missed for so long: His forehead had creases of strain and anxiety, his beard was perfectly trimmed, his skin showing no signs of age or stress. Despite the toils of the past decade Jack Sparrow was as handsome as ever.
"Jack come on you can't stay here all night, I'll drag you home come on get up" –
Jack was still and silent, not even an incoherent mumble could he utter he was that drunk.
"Jack as much as I'd like to, I can't leave you here – this is your last chance now" Ruby-Rose sighed
Still no answer, the young captain rolled her eyes to the sky and picked up a pail that sat near a water pump. A wicked grin gleamed over the girl's face and with the faintest giggle she went about filling the bucket with water.
"Rise and shine Jacoby"
Lana threw the cold water onto Jack's slumbering frame, drenched to the bone and extremely bewildered he fumbled for his pistol. Ruby-Rose quickly brandished her sword and pushed the gun barrel away from her direction
"What the blazes is going on 'ere, can't a man get some rest!" He slurred, sodden strands of jet black hair curtained around his face.
"Just a friendly re-direction to your bed chamber, you seemed to have forgotten Jack" – Ruby-Rose grinned
Jack wiped the hair from his face to find the pirate princess standing with a glint in her eyes and an empty bucket at her feet.
"OLIVIA that is no way to rouse a person from their sleep, dear God woman what's got into you!" Jack roared, squeezing the water from his shirt and jacket
Aye it's not the way to rouse a person but for a drunk it's the only way – The perfect way" She giggled heartily
Jack's anger was inexplicably crushed the moment the shrill of laughter pierced his ears. It was a joyous, uplifting sound that was genuine and pure. It was not the superficial kind that pirates used when receiving their bounty and it was nowhere near Barbossa's awful cackle which echoed along a Caribbean bay when the Black Pearl was stolen from Jack. It was a delightful noise that Jack had once loved so dearly.
"Alright missy you've had your fun, the water has served it's purpose, I'm up now so let go home shall we?"
"Whatever you say Jacoby" Ruby-Rose chuckled manically, the laugh was so strong and infectious that Jack found himself grinning at her
"Let's just get going shall we?" Jack took her arm and roped it around his own the pair then strolled off the pier and headed for home.
Ruby-Rose felt a little uncomfortable by the intimacy but did not protest but the thought distracted her so much that she was unaware that Jack although awake still had a bellyful of alcohol in him. He tripped along the gangway and lost his balance, hurtling both he and Ruby-Rose in the shallow waters of the bay.
"Damn it Jack, would it have been too much to ask you to walk from one side of town to the other?" She fumed, picking herself up from the fall that drenched her"
"Maybe I subconsciously thought I needed a bath" Jack quipped, as he wrung out his cap and placed it back on his head.
"Only a mind like yours would make an idea like that, even though it's midnight and the water is cold and we're standing in the sea" Ruby-Rose groaned.
Her foot tripped over something in the water and she unwittingly fell into Jack's arms. He grabbed her tightly helping her quickly to her feet and fixed the crumpled collar of her coat, deliberately touching her cheek with his fingers as he did so. His sight though hazy with all the ale that he consumed were still mesmerised by the green eyes staring back at him, old feelings had started to resurface within that stare and whether it was a hopeless opportunity he would take it gladly.
"I'll be blaming the drink for this tomorrow" –
Ruby-Rose was about to ask the reason for the puzzling question when Jack clumsily placed his lips upon hers, she was surprised and a little taken aback but then his clumsiness was replaced by a kiss tender, gentle and sincere. She briefly succumbed to it and wrapped her arms around his neck to allow the desire that hounded her for eight years to be quenched. Jack bridged the gap between them and held close the young woman whose presence he had craved for so long. All too soon she pulled away; all too soon she started to regret her actions. They looked at each other both lost for words and completely broken.
"If this jacket is ruined you will owe me quite a bit of money Mister Sparrow" Ruby-Rose spluttered, embarrassed she quickly strolled to the shoreline. Jack frowned at the fresh cut to his heart and waited till Ruby-Rose was at a fair distance then stumbled back to shore.