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Chapter 5

Your Killin' Me

The girl bent over and pulled Jack's left arm around her shoulder and lifted him from the floor. Seeing that she was struggling under the weight of Jack's muscular frame, Bootstrap took up his other arm to assist. Just as Goyle and his men were about to attack gunshots rang out quieting the whole tavern. Some of Blackhorn's henchmen had followed Jack to the tavern to make sure he didn't try to escape.

"That will be enough!" screamed Choler, Blackhorn's stocky Irish right hand man.

Goyle and the men lowered their arms and stepped aside, clearly outnumbered by Choler and his men.

Choler approached Bootstrap and the girl to assess Jack's condition. Choler lifted Jack's head and looked him up and down.

"Afternoon mate." Jack sputtered in a dazed fashion as if he knew Choler. "I'll take mine with a side o' rum." He finished incoherently.

"Why he is a bloody mess!" Choler fumed. "Go fetch the doctor and have him meet us at the Ocean Venture." Choler said motioning to one of the men. The soldier ran from the pub hastily to fetch the doctor.

Choler's pale skin was aflame with anger. "Grab him and get him back to the ship and make haste. If he dies the location of the Guia a la Recompensa goes with him and so does your pay." He blurted at his remaining men. Two of the them grabbed Jack from Bootstrap and the girl. One got him from behind the other grabbed his feet. They hurried out of the tavern and off to the ship. Bootstrap and the girl followed.

Now on the Pearl

Blackhorn was enraged. "I leave you to the task of keeping an eye on the only thing between me and my treasure . . . and you let him nearly get killed! If he dies I will keelhaul all of you!"

"Sorry sir, we didn't get there in time." Choler stammered.

A tall thin man in his early fifties exits the captain's quarters where Jack had been taken and approaches Blackhorn. "He is resting comfortably. I was able to get both bullets out and cauterize the wound to stop the bleeding. He lost quite a bit of blood but I think no major organs were hit. As long as infection doesn't set in he should be fine."

"Thanks Doctor." Blackhorn handed him a few doubloons and sent him on his way. He then turned to his men and Bootstrap who had followed them on board. "Finish everything we need to do to make ready. I want this vessel sea worthy by morning"

"Aye Aye Sir" His men chorused and got busy doing their duties. Bootstrap and the rest of Jack's old crew nodded and went about working as well.

In the captains cabin Jack was just beginning to stir. A groan escaped his lips as he tried to right himself on the bed. "Whers me um?"

Seeing Jack begin to wake the young woman, who had been with him all the time, approached him.

Jack opened his eyes and saw her standing there. "You sti' ere?" He said still groggy from the loss of blood.

She nodded and reached behind him and fluffed his pillows putting her bosom in his face. Jack smiled mischievously despite himself.

When she backed away Jack, who was now becoming more with it said. "Luv, could you fetch me a pint o' rum. I'm parched."

The girl nodded and headed off to the liquor cabinet to prepare him a drink.

"When you get done with that luv could you help me sit up a bit? Can't drink properly at this angle you know."

When the girl returned with the drink her dark eyes surveyed the situation. The bed was against the wall on his good side making it impossible to move him up from the free side of the bed without wrenching on his bad shoulder. Without warning she climbed onto the bed and straddled Jack.

"Well then, I wasn't expecting this, not that I am complaining." Jack said raising his eyebrows with anticipation. Cap'n Jack Sparrow is always up for a romp he thought to himself.

The girl leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him gently, her black satiny hair falling into his face.

Jack took a moment to take in the sweet scent of her hair and put his good arm around her. "Just be gentle with me luv. I'm kinda in a delicate state and all."

She lifted his head and shoulders off his pillow and he let out a small moan. With her free hand she pulled his pillows together to form a prop and then gently lowered him into a more upright position and then promptly left the bed.

"Oh, are you gonna be like that luv?" Jack said with a pained expression. "If you had any idea what you just did to me . . ." he said his voice trailing off "well, ye just wouldn't have did it that's all."

The young woman looked down so her eyes wouldn't meet Jack's and handed him his rum. She then turned and went and stood a few feet away staring off once again completely expressionless.

"Your a mysterious little bird aren't you luv? Well, since it is obvious your not to be a leavin' me I guess I need to call you something other than 'hey you'. Can you tell me your name, write it down or something?"

The girl looked at Jack as if in a moment of reflection before returning to his side. She immediately started to unbutton her blouse.

Jack's eyes grew large and he tried to sit up a little. "Ah, your a fickle little thing aren't ye. Come on over her and let Captain Jack dock his ship in ye port." He said with a look of excitement on his face that paralleled that of a child on Christmas morning.

The young woman after unbuttoning a couple buttons stepped closer to Jack. She leaned forward pulling her shirt off her left shoulder. There above her left breast was a tattoo with two inter crossing swords on it. Above the tattoo the name Satya was scrolled in red . Something else was beneath the swords but still covered by her shirt. She hadn't pulled her shirt down enough for him to see. She took his hand and placed his fingers on her name.

"You do realize your killing me here don't ya?" Jack pouted after realizing her only intent was to show him the tattoo. He looked at it closely and ran his fingers down the tattoo. Her skin was amazingly soft and subtle for such a tough little thing.

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