A/N: This is another short and slightly less pointless chapter, but my
inspiration has run dry-isn't that from a song? Anyway stick with me I
promise it'll get better cuz I know what's gonna happen next, at least I
think I do. Please review!
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"Lydia, we need to talk," Jack said upon entering her room. It had been several weeks since her 'fight' with him. She was finally getting equal treatment, Lydia felt it was partly due to Will, who seemed very concerned for her. She thought Will's worry was amusing, she could take care of herself; she'd done it for the past nine years.
"That depends on what you want to talk about," she replied.
"Will you come on?" Jack retorted, impatiently. Lydia took that to mean that it was something important.
"Then let's go," she said as she walked out the door. She headed straight to the captain's room. She looked back to see if Jack was following her, he was. She entered the room and saw Will waiting there. "Hello," she greeted Will. "I suppose this little chat will be about the treasure."
"Did Jack tell you that?" Will asked.
"Would he tell me anything?" she laughed. "It wasn't very hard to guess." Will looked slightly affronted, and then he smiled.
"You're probably right," he said.
"Right about what?" Jack asked, when he entered the room.
"She knows why she's here," Will answered.
"You told her?" he asked, insulted.
"Why do men always underestimate women?" Lydia interjected.
"I didn't mean it like that, love," Jack defended.
"Don't lie to me Jack," she responded. When she saw him open his mouth to speak again she said mockingly, "Sorry, CAPTAIN Jack." He smiled at her. "Let's get down to business then," she added. She sat down at the table, and Will and Jack followed suit. "So I take it we're approaching our destination?" she asked innocently.
"She's a smart one," Jack muttered to Will.
"I can hear you," Lydia said irritably.
"Right," Jack replied. "Anyway, down to business." He put his feet up on the table and leaned back in his chair. "The whole problem is you," he directed at Lydia. "You aren't supposed to be here," he added very matter-of-factly. "So when we get there, I want you to hide."
"What?" Lydia cried. "You think I'm going to hide while there's a war going on out there? You got another thing coming."
"I know it'll be hard, but it's for your own good," Will replied. "Who knows what Eyeless Eddie would do to you if he found out you were on our side."
"Right," Jack interrupted. "We'll just tell him we killed you."
"I'm sure that will work," Lydia said sarcastically. "And what happens when they invade the ship and find me?"
"You're forgetting one thing, love, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. No one's going to get my ship."
"Just like last time, Captain?" she asked sardonically.
"Well, that was just a bit of bad luck," he said brushing it aside. "And Will's here, he practices sword fighting three hours a day, you know," Jack said smugly. Then looking at Will he added, "Maybe not anymore now that he's got a girl." She looked at Will questioningly
"Long story," he replied. Lydia just nodded.
"That settles that," Jack said. "Lydia, isn't it time for you to make dinner?"
"Oh yes, what would you like, Captain? Porridge or stale bread?" she asked mockingly.
"How about both!" Jack responded, obviously not catching her sarcasm.
"Right," she said, and walked out.
"If you keep treating her like that, Jack, she's never going to follow orders," Will told him.
"She will if she knows what's good for her," then looking at Will she added, "she knows what's good for her. But, if you feel that way about it, you could always lock her in the brig."
"I wouldn't do that, I trust your judgment," Will answered.
"There's a good fellow. Now what do you want for dinner? Porridge or stale bread?" Will just smiled and shook his head.
Lydia was disappointed about having to stay in the ship while the battle was fought. Actually truth be told, she didn't mind not fighting, but she did mind leaving the treasure in the hands of the captain. I am a pirate after all, she reminded herself. I'm supposed to want that treasure all to myself. Besides, it is my grandfather's, and I'm not so sure if Jack even deserves it. She made up her mind. She would sneak out of her room, when everyone was too busy to pay attention to her. She would steal the necklace and find the treasure herself. She could commandeer Eddie's ship and sail back to Tortuga, but without a crew? "I'll manage somehow," she said to herself. "That treasure is not going to see the hands of Captain Jack Sparrow."
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"Lydia, we need to talk," Jack said upon entering her room. It had been several weeks since her 'fight' with him. She was finally getting equal treatment, Lydia felt it was partly due to Will, who seemed very concerned for her. She thought Will's worry was amusing, she could take care of herself; she'd done it for the past nine years.
"That depends on what you want to talk about," she replied.
"Will you come on?" Jack retorted, impatiently. Lydia took that to mean that it was something important.
"Then let's go," she said as she walked out the door. She headed straight to the captain's room. She looked back to see if Jack was following her, he was. She entered the room and saw Will waiting there. "Hello," she greeted Will. "I suppose this little chat will be about the treasure."
"Did Jack tell you that?" Will asked.
"Would he tell me anything?" she laughed. "It wasn't very hard to guess." Will looked slightly affronted, and then he smiled.
"You're probably right," he said.
"Right about what?" Jack asked, when he entered the room.
"She knows why she's here," Will answered.
"You told her?" he asked, insulted.
"Why do men always underestimate women?" Lydia interjected.
"I didn't mean it like that, love," Jack defended.
"Don't lie to me Jack," she responded. When she saw him open his mouth to speak again she said mockingly, "Sorry, CAPTAIN Jack." He smiled at her. "Let's get down to business then," she added. She sat down at the table, and Will and Jack followed suit. "So I take it we're approaching our destination?" she asked innocently.
"She's a smart one," Jack muttered to Will.
"I can hear you," Lydia said irritably.
"Right," Jack replied. "Anyway, down to business." He put his feet up on the table and leaned back in his chair. "The whole problem is you," he directed at Lydia. "You aren't supposed to be here," he added very matter-of-factly. "So when we get there, I want you to hide."
"What?" Lydia cried. "You think I'm going to hide while there's a war going on out there? You got another thing coming."
"I know it'll be hard, but it's for your own good," Will replied. "Who knows what Eyeless Eddie would do to you if he found out you were on our side."
"Right," Jack interrupted. "We'll just tell him we killed you."
"I'm sure that will work," Lydia said sarcastically. "And what happens when they invade the ship and find me?"
"You're forgetting one thing, love, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. No one's going to get my ship."
"Just like last time, Captain?" she asked sardonically.
"Well, that was just a bit of bad luck," he said brushing it aside. "And Will's here, he practices sword fighting three hours a day, you know," Jack said smugly. Then looking at Will he added, "Maybe not anymore now that he's got a girl." She looked at Will questioningly
"Long story," he replied. Lydia just nodded.
"That settles that," Jack said. "Lydia, isn't it time for you to make dinner?"
"Oh yes, what would you like, Captain? Porridge or stale bread?" she asked mockingly.
"How about both!" Jack responded, obviously not catching her sarcasm.
"Right," she said, and walked out.
"If you keep treating her like that, Jack, she's never going to follow orders," Will told him.
"She will if she knows what's good for her," then looking at Will she added, "she knows what's good for her. But, if you feel that way about it, you could always lock her in the brig."
"I wouldn't do that, I trust your judgment," Will answered.
"There's a good fellow. Now what do you want for dinner? Porridge or stale bread?" Will just smiled and shook his head.
Lydia was disappointed about having to stay in the ship while the battle was fought. Actually truth be told, she didn't mind not fighting, but she did mind leaving the treasure in the hands of the captain. I am a pirate after all, she reminded herself. I'm supposed to want that treasure all to myself. Besides, it is my grandfather's, and I'm not so sure if Jack even deserves it. She made up her mind. She would sneak out of her room, when everyone was too busy to pay attention to her. She would steal the necklace and find the treasure herself. She could commandeer Eddie's ship and sail back to Tortuga, but without a crew? "I'll manage somehow," she said to herself. "That treasure is not going to see the hands of Captain Jack Sparrow."
