Well that's it, it's done( boo-hoo, sob-sob); I'm going to concentrate on my book for a while then start on a sequel to this.
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Beneath the morning light and squawking gulls Caleb Sparrow stood against the balcony where he gazed at the shoreline, waiting patiently for the signal that would put the course of a hazardous rescue in motion. Standing there in quiet contemplation as this was the day where he would forsake his life-long profession for the role that held greater importance….Fatherhood. Trying hopelessly to separate the images of his daughter's elegant neck and the rough, sandy-coloured twining of a long rope, he sighed long and deep as he crouched on the stairs that led to the helm of The Black Pearl. It had been a long time since he had felt such vulnerability, for not since the death of his beloved Lilia had his mind been so troubled. His emotions were out in the open and it did not concern him what the crew thought as technically they were not his: For forty years he had been a seaman, first as a corsair and then as a Quartermaster then twenty years after his first task as a hired hand, he took command of The Oracle and compromised everything for that profession; his wife, his relations in England and Jordan and most regretfully his son.
'If I wish to dwell upon my thoughts in the open air with all eyes upon me then so be it, for it's the one request I will ever ask of you Great Poseidon' Caleb thought to himself while the swell of the sea crashed against the rocks and sprayed over the deck.
Ana-Maria climbed up from the lower deck of the vessel and watched the old gentleman, glancing at the weary eyes that masked a great sorrow. The Oracle's first mate cautiously crept towards him hoping to bring some words of comfort she stood silently in front of him as the words would not come, she chose to wait until they had.
"Captain Caleb I'm certain that Jack will not let anything happen to Ruby-Rose…He loves her too much" She whispered nervously
"If love was a true saviour of the people there would be a lot less hanged men in the world" Caleb replied tactlessly turning away too late as the Jamaican caught on to his scepticism, she dared herself to pity him as such was the expected philosophy of a widower.
"My apologies young miss I have lingered in retirement just long enough to forget a Captain's discretion." He groaned gloomily while the wind teased and tangled his cropped hair.
"There is absolutely no need to do so sir, your actions are understandable and your reputation alone is enough to stay any kind of criticism from the crew…not that there ever would be sir" The Jamaican explained proudly, standing with her head held high and her hands straightened at her sides in an understated salute to her superior officer.
Caleb grinned and nodded modestly at the effort Ana-Maria was putting in to make his old craggy carcase feel better about himself but the fate of his children still weighed heavily on his mind.
He leaned to one side and pulled out a rectangular shard of a ruby, pressing the gemstone between his thumb and index finger he wagged it towards the young woman.
"I'll tell you a story that very few people know about; Olivia was in my charge for over a year before it occurred to me that perhaps there might be a chance that someone would come looking for her. One spring day I held some loot – A necklace of rubies – in one hand and a wilting rose in the other…"
The girl kneeled down beside him and intrigued by the story leaned closer to him.
"…I asked heard what she thought was more precious, I think she was twelve or thirteen at the time and she looked at the gemstone then at the rose. She looked up at me and said 'The rose' I asked her why and she said simply; 'because a flower may wither and die but it is still everlasting'" Caleb's voice quaked with the strain.
"…That was how she got her name from you?" Ana-Maria asked soothingly
"Scoundrels like us are given few moments to be proud of but that day was one of mine, I knew then the world would one day be at her at her feet and I was right – well almost anyway" He said while coughing the discomfort and the tears away.
Caleb looked down at the gleaming jewel until the hypnotism fell away with a rumble of feet as the crew started called to the returning party. Caleb grinned with relief as an exhausted Daniel Beckett climbed out of the lifeboat and hauled himself on deck.
"The ship is deserted, there was one small battalion of officers guarding her but we soon dealt with them. It took all the strength we had but The Oracle is now afloat – the repairs have held out Captain Caleb" He panted
"Very well Mister Beckett, I suggest to take back whatever belongs to you and get back to your vessel" The old man subtly congratulated before turing to his daughter's best friend.
"Go with them Ana-Maria, take the helm of The Oracle but do not follow immediately…we may need your assistance so wait until you hear cannon fire"
She nodded enthusiastically while securing her scabbard and pistols around her waist; she climbed down to the boat and sat in the corner.
"Those of you who serve under my daughter's command had better take your leave and head back to your ship…Your captain will need you shortly, be ready for those who are left behind will stay behind…there will be no room for error" He explained, speaking with the valiant conviction that he was renowned for, each pirate young and old held a brief smile as they all recognised that moments such as this were what they lived for.
"Well what are you waiting for? MOVE YOU SEA DOGS!" Caleb bellowed, smiling as he was approached by an old seaman he hoped would retire.
"Ah Captain Sparrow, though it may be on another ship it's an honour to serve with you again" Albert Finch croaked proudly
"Albert you and I really should quit this old game and while away the hours playing poker – what do you say?"
"We'll have to see Sir a long day is ahead of us"
Caleb nodded then patted his elderly friend on the back, watching him go as he unsteadily reached the boat with three or four arms pulling him to safety. He would reach The Oracle and find refuge within the lower decks, for the act of violence and energetic fighting had been lost to him for many years.
"Mister Gibbs get us out from the arch, make for the bay; there is a barracks to break down"
"Aye, aye sir" Gibbs chuckled triumphantly
"When you have a moment join me in the cabin, there is a favour I need to ask of you and Miss Jamieson" Caleb concluded as he crossed his arms and stomped towards Jack's cabin.
Back in the cell, the two lovers were disturbed by the clang of metal as the lock jolted and the door swung open revealing two guards waiting to escort them on the prisoners' last journey.
Jack grabbed his breeches while Olivia dived behind him, gripping his coat in an attempt to cover up her modesty but no sooner had they entered the room the leers had already started.
"Gentleman I assume by this rude awakening that manners are quite lost on you" Jack taunted while cautiously draping a protective arm over Olivia's side.
"We have been ordered to come and collect you, you can scorn us all you want Sparrow but you and your little harlot will meet your end today and there's very little you can do about it" One cocky officer replied, licking his lips at the pirate princess's obscured flesh; if only Olivia had her sword, she would soon wipe the smile off his face.
"I don't suppose there's any chance of getting our things back? They're not much worth to anyone and we'll be dead soon so…"
The Pirate princess kneaded Jack's shoulder with her fist, silently begging him not to use such a word lightly he leaned back for a moment before returning his gaze to the scowling guard.
The second guard chortled apathetically and went out of the room for a few moments then returned with Jack's satchel.
"What things?" Olivia whispered in her husband's ear while keeping a cautious eye on the duo that stood inches away.
"While you were unconscious I took the liberty of taking your clothes…from the condition of that bodice you needed some"
"What about you?" Olivia asked softly and quietly waited as Jack sifted through the satchel and took out a clean shirt and waistcoat.
"This is a first time I've ever come prepared but seeing as I have company I thought the least we could do was look my best" He grinned as he threw Olivia's crimson-coloured shirt over shoulder.
"A bit of privacy if you please?" Jack suggested with a stern look on his face, the guards stood there in nervous silence, hesitating like the bumbling idiots they were.
"Look where exactly can we run to? Your governor is not going to be happy with you slouching there is he – Go outside we'll call you when we're ready"
The officers tried to mouth a response but as the embarrassment took hold there was nothing left to say so they sheepishly hurried out of the cell and slammed the lock back in.
"Best thing I love about this line of work is all the delightful undermining of the British Navy" He chuckled as he turned around, suddenly struck by the image of his pirate princess standing on the bed with rays of sunlight spilling over her tall frame. Hypnotised by the sight Jack placed his hand against her chest and smirked as his wedding ring sparkled over her porcelain flesh.
"Nothing quite like goading the opposition is there" She replied as she covered Jack's hand with her own and bent down for a chaste kiss.
Jack pulled the crisp and clean top over his head and adjusted his waistcoat while Olivia dug out a pair of under drawers from the satchel prompting a manic, hearty laugh from her husband.
"Exactly how much have you female pirates stole from a man's way of living?" He chuckled; Olivia allowed the joke to continue as she wriggled herself into garments that those of her gender were not accustomed to.
"You'll never catch me wearing pantalets unless I absolutely have to" She grinned, making a grab for the trousers and tugging them up in the hope of deflating Jack's playful hysteria.
Then there was silence as the two pirates gathered their belongings and tended to their appearance. Both were determined to look as defiant and dignified as possible, the law of a last stand which every pirate abided by regardless whether courage was with them or not.
"Ana-Maria presented me with this piece of cloth, she said you would understand even if I did not" He said, miffed by the long strip of grey material that stretched far apart from the satchel to his hand.
"Ah what you have there is an item of great secrecy Jack Sparrow, I will reveal all only by the promise that no other man will not about it" Olivia answered mischievously
"Well secrecy and votes of confidence are part and parcel of marriage vows are they not?"
"It's different with us Jacoby and you know it"
"…Which makes it all the more important, special, cherished, heavily guarded so on and so fourth" Jack slurred childishly
"We use this piece of cloth to bind our breasts if the use of the corset arouses suspicion and in all honesty it's far more liberating"
"For that I do not doubt" He sighed lustfully
Jack took the cloth and gently wrapped it around Olivia's breasts, unfolding the material around his wife until he came to the end of the strip, carefully tightening it under the two snug layers that crossed her spine.
Olivia faced him and smile seductively before slipping on the crimson blouse over her body.
"I'm wagering there is a part of you that wished you stayed home" Olivia enquired as she smoothed her hair before tying her scarlet scarf over her head. Jack touched her on her raised arm and left it there until she looked at him.
"I'm glad, and thankful and insanely relieved that we were given the time to find each other again…and for that I will never regret" A noble voice flowed from Jack Sparrow's lips that was only ever used when there was nothing left to hide, nothing left to prove for her presence was the calm and contentment that he had been searching for most of his life now that he had it nothing else mattered.
"Even if the journey you followed would lead to your death?"
"Ruby-Rose I would follow you to all the four corners of this Earth and back again and if our last adventure was to stare in the face of Davy Jones and his world of the dead then so be it" He concluded with so much integrity in this claim that it moved his new bride to tears.
"Want to know something trivial?" She croaked after wiping the tears away
"…And what might that be?" He cooed as he traced his finger down along her right cheek then pressed his finger up against her neck to make her look at him.
"I love you too" She whispered, trying to control the quakes in her voice
Jack's hazel eyes widened with alarm as he had not expected the declaration to be announced so spontaneously but smiling as he realised it was exact to her nature.
"Since when has love been something that is trivial?"
"It's not, I just wanted to catch you off-guard" Olivia laughed softly.
He drew her to him and tightened his arms around her as he deepened the kiss while the sound of riffles clattering against brass buttons echoed down the hall, the crunch of gravel pounding under the escorts' feet reminded them they their end had finally come.
Jack cupped his lover's face desperately as he knew this sweet spell of love would be broken, he slowly stepped away from her and clasped her shoulders waiting for the cell door to be opened again.
Are you ready Ruby-Rose?"
The young captain nodded and nestled her head against Jack's as she waited for destiny to arrive. The door unlocked and four escorts were waiting on either side.
"Quite a pair we make, you and I" Jack stated matter-of-factly, grabbing his scarf and tying his hair in place.
"The best" Olivia sniffled
"Oh I almost forgot" He added mysteriously, scooping some unseen item in his fist before opening up his hand to reveal a drop earring of Ruby gemstone"
"The pièce de résistance, a set piece no pirate male or female should do without" He said proudly as he watched the article being looped around Olivia's left ear.
With one last kiss, the couple were marched into the dusty courtyard where a small crowd and two large nooses awaited them.
The sun was shining brilliantly as a light breeze swept through the district, the crowd was divided by a crude a unjust social system that only dear old England could construct, peasants on one side and upper-class dignitaries on the other. All chatter and useless small talk died down the moment the two felons entered the enclosed campus, both pirates quietly studied the faces of their audience; some were of pity and some were of disgust. Ruby-Rose had the lion's share of the scowls as expensively-dressed woman looked upon her like some bizarre creature that was not of their species. She looked at Jack and focus that all the aristocrats had was fools' gold, a life superficial and senseless – to discard the rest of society just because it was 'proper – She tasted that life once but never again, no matter what would happen afterward Piracy and the fateful meeting of Jack and Caleb Sparrow even on the penalty of death she would never regret any of it, not a single thing and with arms tied behind her back she stumbled up the ladder and stood atop the beech wood plinth with the noose dangling inches above her.
Jack stood beside her and would not stop staring at his wife as a reverend read them the last rites; the noose was looped around their necks and as if by macabre instinct that both looked down at their individual trap doors that were minutes from being opened. But before that happened was the rather tedious ritual of listening to your recorded crimes, a town clerk with a bizarre mop head of unruly curls sticking out from under his cap.
"For the crimes against His Majesty's Royal Navy, the crown sentences you Ruby-Rose and you Jack Sparrow to death by hang-"
"CAPTAIN!" The couple cried in unison
"I beg your pardon?" The town clerk asked incredulously looking up from the criminals' hanging notice
"It's Captain Jack Sparrow and Captain Ruby-Rose, not much to ask is it, just a subtle formality that gives a bit of dignity to this accursed act what do you say Love?" Jack protested before looking back at his wife as the friction of the rope grazed his skin.
"I could not agree more Jacoby, after all it's not like you'll give us the courtesy of burying our poor carcasses, respecting the dead and all that, as it's something you people would not grasp if it was rammed up your…"
"I think you have made your point my dear" Jack interrupted
With all her strength she obliged Jack in an effort to gain whatever dignity was entitled to them; looking back down at the boards she did not notice an odd occurrence that was taking place on top of the distant battlements but it wasn't long before Jack had guessed that something was afoot.
"Olivia where pray tell did you recruit that sprightly novice what was her name – Christy Jamieson?"
"It was a hard bargain, little time lots of pressure you know how it goes" She replied not following where his gaze was now transfixed.
"Would you say she is good at whatever task she might be occupied with?" Jack continued nervously
"Her efforts are below par but she is sincere with it and she is a lost soul much like myself, why do you ask?"
"It appears she has acquired a cannon which seems to be aimed in our direction" Jack blabbered in typical livewire fashion.
"What in Poseidon's name is she doing!" Olivia yelled as the ball flew from it's whistled across the sky before crash landing into the foundations of the platform, the gallows crumbled into pieces and the force of the impact threw Jack one way and Ruby-Rose another.
The bedraggled captain of the Black Pearl was knocked against a wall and had to crawl over the dirt until his regained strength and a frantic search he found his beloved with the broken noose still around her neck as she lay under the debris.
"Remind me to leave her behind next time" She groaned, Jack chuckled with relief before scooping her in for a tight hug.
Struggling to their feet they looked around as the arena descended into pandemonium, the crowd dashing every which way in a bid to find shelter. All except for Arthur Arlington who was outraged by the chaos, his men quickly gathered around their superior as they slowly advanced towards the pirates.
"A sword a sword my kingdom for a sword!" Jack yelled, grimacing at the enemy with little but he own body to protect Olivia with.
"You don't have a kingdom Jack"
"Well my ship then"
"Ha, unlikely"
Jack saw a glimpse of cynicism is his lover's eyes as he tried to confess that he would give up The Pearl if it was between that and Olivia's life and it hurt him that she still had no faith in his words.
"Time will tell, time will tell everything" He thought to himself
"Jack, Ruby-Rose here catch!" A voice cried out, two beams of light fell towards them and when they landed in the dirt it was only then they realised that someone had given them weapons.
"Ah much better" Jack sighed with relief while swiping the sword to test the steel he grinned like a maniac before turning to the offending party.
"Now is the time gentlemen" Ruby-Rose jeered as she pointed her sword towards their faces before lingering with her uncle's making sure he was aware of every single ounce of rage that engulfed her body.
After some initial trepidation from the officers the battle for freedom had finally begun, the Sparrows urging every single part of their expertise in fencing to come to their aide. They garrotted, slashed, pushed and prodded their way towards the parapet where Christy was waiting for them.
Tackling their foes along the stone steps, Jack's frustration of being cornered and the earlier dejection from his wife was beginning to irritate him.
"You know it is quite a shame that ex-fiancé of yours could not present you with some sort of immunity – could have been so much nicer down here" He mused sarcastically.
"Dad told you about my previous engagement? How extremely tactless of him" Olivia panted as she pushed two officers back down the stairs.
"Yeah well I guess it would have been a far more pleasant trip to such a highly-respected, high-priced irrevocably pompous part of the world"
"If you are on about my masquerade as an aristocrat there was hardly anything to it…We hardly talked, Anthony and I if that's what you're getting at"
"Must have been terrible Liv; reacquainting yourself with the man; all the nice little trimmings an island like this has to offer"
"Keep your attention to the matter at hand, I won't argue over this Jack, certainly not now - how do you suppose we'll get out of this?"
"The Black Pearl of course, unless you wish to remain here with that lovely lieutenant"
"How many times must a girl profess her innocence, nothing happened Jack; I used him as a connection to some desperately-needed goods that is all" She replied angrily, stumbling against the wall for a rest. She did not wish to be in the throes of regret over the marriage but Jack's behaviour was far from acceptable, despite knowing that the battle had taken it's toll on both of them she hoped that this would not be a taste of things to come as the wife of Jack Sparrow.
"Go on ahead and see if the ship has arrived yet" Jealousy claimed Jack's heart once more but he could not forget his obligation of getting them out of the prison alive.
"But Jack the canons would have sounded by now if they were here"
"Get out of 'ere!" Jack ordered watching his wife growl with contempt before quickly stomping towards the upper level of the battlements.
"Must have been terrible for you Liv, must have been terrible – well it bloody is now!" Olivia seethed before jumping along the cubic sandstone and stood waiting for Jack then she heard the speeding shrill of a bullet and dashed to the far side of the turret where she crouched down hoping it was safe enough.
Panting heavily she agonisingly watched as Jack shoved and pounded his way up the stairs, too heavily distracted by this scene she did not notice The Black Pearl cruising swiftly along the bay.
As relieved as she was it occurred to Olivia that with all his experience in these life or death situations, his assessments would always be right.
"There'll be no living with him after this" She groaned
"Jack we've got reinforcements" She chuckled
"About ruddy time" He coughed as he led another guard to a very hard fall down the steps and into the dirt below.
"Mind out the way Jacoby, I've got an idea"
"What?"
"Just heed my words will you?" Ruby-Rose took her weapon and ripped apart the rope of a small pyramid of gunpowder kegs, they toppled over down another and rolled down the steps where Jack had the smallest window of opportunity of pinning himself to the wall.
The thud and low whistling over a distant canon echoed throughout the coast, Ruby-Rose stumbled as the ball crashed through the door and destroyed whatever weak security the fort had left. Olivia giggled lovingly as she spied her father dashing through the breached entrance, trampling over the broken pieces of the barred gates he led the posse into battle.
A huge emotional weight lifted from the young Captain's shoulders she smiled at the lifeboat that lay bobbing in the water just yards from the beach; her home in Havana had never felt so close.
"Ready, Captain?" A voice chirped, Olivia looked around to see the heavily satisfied look of a pirate for a job well done.
"Well Christy you have exceeded your expectation of recklessness, that's for sure" She grinned while casually patting her shipmate on the back.
"How do we get down from here" Christy stammered snapping her head left to right trying to find a harness on platform to climb down from but there was nothing but a flag pole with a Union Jack flying high in the strong breeze.
"Grab the pole"
"I'm not sliding down a flagpole, we're too high up to do something like that, there's nothing else to latch on to" Christy whined
"Exactly, unless you have not noticed we are a little short on exits so grab the pole Christy!" Olivia pleaded with gritted teeth.
The ruined aristocrat shook fearfully as she rubbed her hands together to rid herself from any hazardous sweat and threw herself atop the flagpole and wrapped her entire body around it. Gravity soon dissuaded her decision of staying where she was, ripping the sacred sheet from it's cord she slid down to the ground with the Union Jack swamped over her head.
"She's definitely staying home next time" Olivia mumbled, rolling her eyes before skilfully lunging at the staff and slowly climbing down as if it were an everyday exercise.
The Pirate Princess then dragged the sheet off her confused friend and pushed her in the direction of the lifeboat.
"Jack where are you Jack?" She called up to the battlements, she did not see Jack swaggering beside his father and waited until a more panic-stricken call searched for him.
"I found an easier route, thanks to the old man" Jack teased, relishing a look of frustration but sensing the hidden relief he knew then that she really loved him.
"Impeccable timing dear father" Olivia gushed as she pulled the exhausted gentleman into a bear hug.
"Takes years of practise but once you have it you never lose it" He smiled proudly.
"Back to the Pearl GO!" Gibbs bellowed, running manically from a band of soldiers' armed with immaculate sharp-shooting rifles.
"Coxswain, get the men aboard!" Jack ordered, ushering his father and his friends into the sea. He momentarily took some comfort in knowing that Olivia would be right beside him but then he remembered that she was a pirate first, wife second. Not only a pirate but a pirate Captain and despite the code she was not known to leave anyone behind.
With his heart thumping loudly in his chest he turned around and there she was urging every member of the party to keep up and get into the boat. When all the men were accounted for she quickly waded into the waves and fought against the current to get to safety, to her father, to Jack.
Jack was starting to panic and was at odds whether to plunge back into the sea to rescue her or to stay put, too preoccupied by Olivia's struggle to notice the malevolence of Arthur Arlington as he took his pistol and fired it upon his niece's back. Olivia buckled and fell underwater Jack and his father yelled for vengeance when they saw she did not re-surface. The crew of The Black Pearl fired blindly at the enemy enraged by the loss of a fellow pirate as every pair of eyes were transfixed on the shores. Nobody noticed the ripple of water, the bubbles of air and the colour of crimson cloth as Olivia burst from the waves grabbed the nearest musket and shot her uncle in the shoulder.
Laughing triumphantly she threw herself into the boat where the men proceeded to paddled like they never had before, spluttering out the sea salt Olivia barely had a chance to recover before being crushed into her father's embrace.
"Oh my brave, impossible, impetuous girl – I swear you have a wish of making me ill"
"I'm not hurt Dad I only fell to fool that blaggard back there I do not mean to worry you Dad, it's just my profession forces me to on occasion" She gasped.
Caleb nodded while wiped a stray tear from his eye, he gave the couple some room and fell against the rim of the boat silently begging for some much-need rest.
Jack frowned at her for a long time and his face showed nothing of what he was feeling, making Olivia more than a little anxious.
"You frightened me back there, it's something I do not admit too lightly but after all this fuss of getting you back I don't really care"
"Jack I've been in this game for twelve years now it would be nice if you just-"
Olivia did not get to finish her sentence for Jack kissed her passionately as if proving to himself that no harm had come to her now that she was in his arms again.
"Don't do it again" Jack pleaded cupping her cheek with his left hand, Caleb's eyes squinted curiously as he caught the shimmer of a gemstone on Jack's finger.
"I won't…I promise, I promise" Olivia stammered kissing him tenderly before wrapping her arms around him with the deepest sigh of relief escaping her lips. It was there that Caleb found the same shimmer of the glittering Topaz gemstone on her left finger – to say he was ecstatic was an understatement but he suppressed it with all the stamina he had. Instead he chose a beautiful act of subtlety by taking his daughter's wedded hand and kissing it while warily bringing his son's into his other hand. The close proximity between them made them form a triangle; within it was a family whose bonds that had finally been mended, so strong they were as a unit that not even the British Navy could drive them apart.
A gun sounded on the other side of the bay and on the horizon sailed The Oracle blasting two more cannonballs into the already shaken fort. The group hailed victory while they boarded The Black Pearl with Olivia waving to her Quartermaster and first mate as they set sail for home.
With a gruelling yet triumphant day far behind them the crew of The Black Pearl and The Oracle took stock of surviving their latest adventure with the only way they knew how; by song and melancholic verse with lots and lots of rum. Caleb Sparrow quietly stood in awe of the clear night sky while taking the helm of his son's ship, Ana-Maria had left Thomas Laurie in charge of The Oracle as her Captain had yet to reclaim command of the ship. She slowly climbed up the stairs watching Caleb Sparrow being mesmerised by his surroundings.
"Oh Great and Glorious Poseidon bring to me what is mine; bring me the sea and the passage that leads me home" He whispered, leaning against the wheel.
"I am grateful for such a cloudless sky, I do not think we have the energy to face a tempest now" Ana-Maria whispered while stretching her arms along the balcony.
"Never tempt fate Miss Varens especially that of nature and her powerful ways with the weather" Caleb gently reprimanded
"None has seen Master or Mistress of either ship in some time, should we be worried?" The Jamaican asked playfully for she knew full well what her friends were up to.
"As long as the rum flows and luck keeps on bringing us good tidings of clear sky, clear ocean with not one navy vessel in sight – we do not need to disturb either of them" Caleb answered with a faint grin.
Within the walls of the captain's cabin two young lovers were causing mischief; Jack teasing and nibbling Olivia's collarbone while she giggled lovingly into his chest where she carried on kissing him down his chest and back up to his neck.
Jack draped his arm along his wife's back trying to make a grab for the long piece of cloth that he helped to bind the morning before: Smiling childishly as he unravelled the true treasure of his wife's porcelain body, Olivia stumbled and fell hard against the door where Jack was forced to slam his hands on either side of her to stop himself from falling with her.
She traced her fingers along his face before kissing him, chastely at first then allowing the passion to engulf them both, she pulled him down with her as she slid down towards the floor. Jack dipped his head further and further so as not to break the kiss, eventually his hand slowly slipped along the smooth door the friction squeaking at every inch. they crouched down together discarding an item of clothing here and there before eventually making love where they lay, settling into each other's arms for the night, it was the first time in their lives where past and the empty promise of a better tomorrow had no significance, it was only their flesh that moulded into one and the embrace of real unyielding love that cast out the loneliness of the night for good…For Jack and Ruby-Rose Sparrow nothing else mattered
Time wages war on every man and all their foes
Old age creeps in and the weariness always shows
But those born into legend and to them courage too few have seen
For such that a friend is made from the fable as the myth becomes evergreen.
For no better loyalty to a crew, no love found that was as glorious and true – Or any pirate worth his salt always knows
For there is not a legacy that sails the seas so graciously as Jack Sparrow and his Ruby-Rose
The End
Well what did you think, I hope the verse wasn't too sentimental, I wasn't sure whether to do it or not. Look out for a sequel entitled Pirates of The Caribean; The Patrons of Poseidon coming to a word document then Fanfiction site soon - ish:0)