Chapter 6- The Stow Away

Arielle packed her things, including a pearl encrusted dagger that had been a gift from Norrington. She had also taken food from the kitchens earlier that morning so she would not make any noise taking it later.

She slowly walked down the stairs as to not disrupt her parent's sleeping. As she got closer to the front door she set a small note telling her parents that she was safe and that she had gone traveling, so that they wouldn't worry, on the entry table. With this done, she climbed out an open window and was off into the night.

Jack was getting ready to set sail, he had to be gone by morning, or else Norrington would come looking for him. He ordered his crew to remove the anchor and to head north, towards pirate country. He was off, at sea again, oh the freedom.

About one hundred miles north of the harbor, Arielle decided that she would hide inside the cargo area below deck. As she was already in Jack's ship, she might as well wait a bit longer before revealing herself. She was wearing boy's clothes, a long white shirt, tight pants and a belt that she had used to strap the dagger to herself. After all, no one goes to sea in a dress.

It was near midnight, and Arielle had run out of food, she was getting desperate. She quietly snuck up the stairs leading to the main deck where she saw two drunken pirates sitting on wine barrels laughing. She tip-toed passed them and went into the food store. Arielle lifted up the lid of a box containing ham and cheese. She snatched a piece greedily and began to swallow, without chewing.

"And what do yah think you be doin', stealin' our food supply young mister?" said a very familiar voice.

Arielle started and turned around, "Oh, Jack, I uh…"

"God damn you girl, your parents will never trust me again. But it's too far to take you back now." Jack said, fighting the urge to laugh and scream, which resulted in a choking sound. "You can sleep in my room."

Jack showed her to his room, and left her to sleep in the hammock near the door. When he came back, however, she had moved to his bed and was sound asleep, he did not wake her.

Jack had no choice but to climb in to the other side of the bed, with his clothes still on mind you, and attempt to sleep. But his thoughts kept returning to the kiss and the very beautiful young lady, three weeks short of sixteen. He turned over to find her staring at him.

"Ahhh…oh god…don't stare at me like that!" He yelled, sending several rats scattering across the floor.

"Sorry, I got cold in the hammock, and you don't mind do you?"

Jacks mind said yes but his heart said no. Arielle lay close to him, only allowing an inch of space to separate their two beings. She stared at him seductively, and he flinched, knowing that the desires would become reality if he let this go any further.

"Love, it's not that I don't like you…it's just that I can't, you're only fifteen and…"

"Yes Jack, but I can!" she whispered playfully and leaned in to kiss him.

At fist Jack resisted, but he then expanded the kiss, allowing their tongues to wrestle inside each other's hungry mouths, fulfilling desires.

When at last, they came up for air, panting, Jack said, "Well, I suppose, since your parents aren't here…" and dove in again, more passionately. Arielle squealed.