A/N Well.. a bit on the dramatic side this chapter.. hope you still like it though..

Chapter 14: Drama

"Hold still for a minute so I can lace your corset properly!"
"You're trying to kill me!"
"No I'm not.. this is what these people call fashion."
"Well.. fashion is killing me!"
"Just take shallow breaths"
"I'm trying!"

I'm dressing up for Plan B.. I wore a corset before.. but back then the people from the shop were very kind to me and at least let me breathe a little. This time I'm not so lucky. I feel like Barbie..

After tugging for a last final time, Chloe finally stops torturing me.
"How does that feel?" She asks.
Gasping I put my hand on my chest in an attempt to give myself some air.
"Breathless" I manage to tell her.
"Great.. now for the dress. I stole it from Elizabeth's old closet, so it should look stylish"

And stylish it is, a soft yellow dress without too much lace, and very sweet. I could almost fall in love with it.. almost.

"Shoes?"
"Here"
Ok.. now I almost look like a lady.. not a look that I see myself in very often.
Regarding myself in the mirror I can see there are a few things missing.
"Make up?"
"One moment.. I'll fetch some things and see what I can do with you"

Chloe comes back with something that resembles a painters box the most. She opens it and motions for me to sit down in front of her.

After another half hour of sitting very still she sighs, looking content with her work.
"There.. all finished with your make up"
"Mirror?"
"No! Not yet.. your hair isn't done yet!"
She grabs a brush and a few hairpins.
"Too bad your hair is so short, but I'll see what I can do for you" she mumbles, a few pins clasped between her lips.

She keeps brushing my hair until it looks like a ball of fluff, then she starts twisting the locks of hair and pinning them on my head.
"Hm.. hairspray.. damnit.. they don't have that for another few hundred years.. I'll just have to do with this then"
She sprays something on my hair, which smells a bit sour.
"What is that?" I ask, wrinkling my nose in disgust.
"Ale"
"Beer! You're spraying beer in my hair?"
"Trust me.. it works.. and the smell will go away"

After that she applies some perfume on my hair and dress. Yay.. now I smell like daisies.. or something like that.. flowers.
"I feel like a pin up doll" I growl under my breath, while Chloe hands me a pair of earrings to wear.
"Well.. I don't know about the pin up part.. but you sure look like a doll, sure enough"
She gives me the mirror and I gasp in surprise.

I actually look like a lady! She did it! Wow! My hair looks all done up.. and my make up.. I don't even know what to say.. just.. wow..
"You'll have to wear a hat though.. and I don't know if your hair can hold it that long.."
"Don't worry, I can do this myself too.. Chloe.. this looks great! Where did you learn to do this?"
She just grins and winks at me.

I try to take a deep breath.. but after a brief struggle decide that little shallow breaths will do just fine too.
Ok.. let's get this over with.

"Will! Let's go!"
Chloe looks at me one last time and hugs me.
"Good luck" she whispers in my ear.
I wink back
"Thanks.. I'll see you soon.. take care of Orli Jr will you?"
Will takes me by the arm, he didn't hear that last remark, and the two of us walk into the living room.

Mary and Norrington stand up when they hear us come in. Mary looks me up and down, her eyes all red and puffy.
"Not bad.. for a simple looking girl as yourself" she scowls.
My eyes narrow and I walk up to her, tugging my arm free from Will's grasp.
"A simple looking girl hm? What's wrong Mary? I won't fall for you little play? I'm not cooperating? I don't want to be your friend?" I hiss in her ear, barely audible.
She doesn't answer, just keeps on staring ahead, so I keep on talking.
"You'd better pray Jasper gets out of this alive.. or I will be in a very bad mood.. and then I'll get your hide to hang next to that of Barbossa's.. just because I don't like you"

"Ok, that's enough ladies, let's get going" Will pulls me away from Mary, who is still not looking at me, but is smirking suspiciously. I don't trust that girl.. I really don't.

After waving goodbye for the last time, we set off towards Barbossa Jr's office.
I take another few small gasps of breath, savouring the salty smell of the sea air.
"What do you have against Mary? I mean.. yes.. she can be a bit obnoxious.. but you seem very aggressive"
I shrug, trying to keep my balance on these shoes.
"I don't trust her.. it's too much of a coincidence. She shows up and Jasper almost dies.. we get attacked.. and she suddenly appears out of nowhere in the nick of time.. She's up to something"
"Another.. female instinct thing?" Will asks, kicking away a pebble.

Smiling I squeeze his arm.
"Something like that"
It's a fine day, blue sky, not a cloud in sight and a comfortable temperature. After a short walk we approach the building. Will stops and faces me.
"Are you sure you'll be okay?" he asks, looking concerned.
"Sure I'm sure.. now go home.. Chloe will be waiting for you anxiously"
"She'll kill me if anything happens to you"
"Yeah.. but nothing will happen.. now go! Before they see you and our cover is blown"

Will nods.. looks at me one more time, then turns and walks away without looking back.
Ok.. this is it.. time to save Captain Jack Sparrow.

Jasper's POV
"Let me go! You bastard!"
My neck hurts from the fall down the rope. My arms are chafed from the rough treatment we got from Barossa's guards.
Here is in short what happened:
A few hours before our execution Barbossa came to see us. He wanted to talk to Jack, something about a treasure map Jack supposedly has hidden somewhere, and about his sister, who has been killed by this Norrington guy.

"What's in it for me? I don't know nothing about the death of than' poor girl, same goes for the map" Jack had told the man.
"I'll spare your life" the man replied, while studying his nails.
Luckily for me, Jack stood up for me.
"Both of our lives mate, or else the deal is off.. even though I still know nothing.. savvy?"
The man looked at me as though he saw me for the first time in his very life. Then he looked back at Jack.
"We have an accord" he agreed and walked away again.

At first I thought he had left us there to die.. and didn't even know that he wouldn't kill us. Something to do with Jack and Will and trapdoors.. but damn.. I was scared as hell.. scared to die.. scared to never see Lona again. Scared about how she would react when she heard I was dead, but I was thankful too.. thankful that she didn't have to see that awful execution.

Until I heard her call out my name.. and there she was. Pain and disbelief in her eyes. My girl.. my own girl.. stood there.. thinking she was watching me die. I would've given the world to hold her that moment.. that second. Even from that distance I could see her crying, and I felt my heart break. And in a brief second, everything was gone. The doors opened and everything went black before my eyes. But I didn't die.. and neither did Jack..

Right now.. we're captives of this.. captain Barbossa.. and we have been cooped up in the room for the last few days.

Jack kicks me in the shin
"Shut up lad.. this is not the right moment to go and start crying about your rights! Just let me do the talking, aye?"
Grumbling I promise him that I'll keep quiet when he is doing the negotiations.

Suddenly the door swings open and Barbossa steps in.
"Good morning lads.. let's get this over with" he says, and draws his gun.
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