Title: Smother Me

Rating: R/Mature

Paring: Will/Jack

Summery: Will has been hurt, abused, and everything else you can imagine. He has to escape, but to where? Who will he find? A certain infamous pirate! (I am horrible with summaries.)

Warning: Prostitution, abuse, and slash.

Also, I hate it when people try REALLY hard to make the pirate voices, it just sounds horrible and it's hard to read. So…I'm just going to use a regular voice and try my hardest to keep the characters like how they would act.

Chapter 3

Gibbs went down below deck, looking around at the food supply, the cannons, gun powder - everything short of the rum supply. They were not low on any of the supplies here, but he still needed to check their stock of rum. 'This will probably need to be stocked up! You can never get enough rum.' He chuckled softly to himself and began to walk down to the lowest part of the ship.

Upon entering he looked around and gazed at the large amount of rum in satisfaction. He paused to light a lantern before continuing to walk into the room.

"I might as well get some rum for myself and the captain while I'm at it!" He rummaged through the bottles, looking for the right one for himself as well as one for Jack. They would each need their own separate bottles. They each drank way too much than necessary, but God did it taste good.

"I best be looking in the back, that's where the older stuff is, "he said aloud to himself happily. He walked towards the back and found rum barrels all in once place.

"Hmm... That doesn't seem right. I don't think they were there before!" He let it slip his mind and moved around the barrels, continuing his certain for the best bottles of rum. Suddenly he heard movement, followed by a male voice crying out.

"Who goes there!?" Gibbs looked around and picked up the lantern he had set down. He moved around slowly, shifting the light in different directions, trying to see and hear the source of the noise.

He remembered the out of place barrels and went in that direction to investigate. When he peered over them he saw a young boy curled up sleeping, fighting an imaginary foe.

"Hm… interesting. What do we have here now?" He bent down towards the boy and shook his shoulder to wake him. The boy didn't wake but only fought more, this time punching Gibbs right in the jaw. Gibbs stumbled back in shock.

Determined to wake the boy, he took hold of his wrists and held them up forcefully. The boy screamed out in pain and shock, and when he opened his eyes he looked back at Gibbs in fear.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry," he repeated over and over, freeing himself from Gibbs's grip and backing up into the corner. He rocked himself back and forth, his body trembling. Gibbs stared back in shock, unsure of how to react. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words seemed to have dissolved. He left the boy there huddled in the corner and went to seek out the Captain.

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The pirate captain paced back in forth in his cabin, mumbling to himself every once in a while.

"What should I do next, once we reach our destination?"
"Go steal some gun powder, and more rum of course!"
"No no! It's not stealing, it's commandeering."

Back and forth he argued with himself, determined to reach a conclusion.
"Aye Captain, there isn't much of a difference!" Gibbs called out as he walked into the cabin.

"Why did you not knock!? You're supposed to knock! Where's my rum!?" Jack said this quickly and irritably, annoyed at being interrupted while he was having an important conversation with himself.

"Captain, I went to go check the rum and I found a boy sleeping in there! I suppose a stowaway. Do you want me to bring him here?" He asked, watching the captain's face to see his reaction.

Jacks face looked up in surprise. A stowaway on his ship? How did he manage to get on board? "Bring him here. I'll speak to him, when you see him outside get him a room to stay in. Oh, and don't forget my rum, savvy?"

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Gibbs headed back down back to where the rum was stored. He lit his lantern again and looked around to the same place he found the boy. To his surprise the lad wasn't there and had managed to get away unnoticed.

"Now where did he get to I suppose," he grumbled softly, taking a bottle of rum for Jack.

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Jack sat on his bed, thinking about various, very random things. He sat stroking his bearded braid, going deep into thought. A sharp knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Aye, what do you want!?" He called out irritably. When no reply came, he became suspicious.

He got up and opened the door, to find a young boy standing there, looking worn out and tired almost to the point of barley being able to stand.

Will walked in, and looked at the Pirate Captain. He stood tall, and asked "Captain, may I please stay on board your ship?" his voice wavered and he looked up hopefully, only to be thrown down. Jack felt a pang of pity for the young boy. Wait, wait... Captain Jack Sparrow,

Compassionate? Hah! That was laughable! To prove this, he exclaimed,

"Boy! You're getting blood in me cabin! Get out, get out!" he pushed Will out the door and shut it. "Dirtying my cabin, I don't think so"

'Jack, Jack calm yourself! Did you not see how horrible he looked? You should go get him some water, some food while your at it!'

"YOU do not tell me what to do! I do not care for the boy, I have no heart. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" he screamed aloud, yet again talking to himself.

'Jack, you don't have a cold heart, why pretend you do?' the voice said softly.

"I hate you, go away!" he brought his hands up and shooed away the imaginary Jack that was talking to him.

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When Will was pushed out, it caught him off guard and he fell right to the floor. He angrily got up and stormed through the ship, trying to find the Rum room. Will found him second guessing himself. He thought maybe he shouldn't have gotten into this ship and just waited for another one, but either way they would have not cared much for him.

Either way, he was glad he went on the ship, having to spend another day with his master just wasn't an option. He shuddered when he remembered him. 'No' he thought 'He isn't my master, I don't belong to him.'

He wasn't paying attention to where he was going and bumped right into Gibbs.

"There ya are boy; I've been lookin for ya." Gibbs smiled, and patted Wills back. Will eyed him suspiciously and backed away from him.

"Why were you looking for me?" he asked stepping further away from Gibbs. Gibbs gave him a confused look.

"Why are ya backing up? I've just come to show ya to your room" he said and walked away from Will and, walking towards the room Will would be staying at. Will stood in his place not sure of what to do.

"Come on now! Don't ya want to go refresh yourself in your room?" he asked and continued to walk around the ship going down to the extra rooms. Will followed him; an uneasy feeling swept threw his stomach, but followed anyway. They arrived to a room, it was very dusty, and had a few cobwebs around. It had one hammock and a window to see out of the ship.

"Here ya are, this will be your resting place from now on. Oh, by the way did ya talk to Captain Jack?"

'That's what his name was, I've heard of it before but, I forgot why it was important' Will thought to himself, trying to figure out where he's heard that name before. Then it clicked to him. 'The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow!' he calmed himself and answered Gibbs question.

"Umm, I suppose I did, I walked into his cabin and asked permission to stay onboard, and he shoved me out saying I was dirtying his cabin" he told Gibbs not showing any emotion while saying it.

"Aye, don't mind Jack he's just havin a bad day is all. Anyways, I'll let you be" Gibbs said walking out of the room. 'I suppose I'll stay out of the Captains way, he doesn't seem too fond of me' Will said to himself, he turned around and took a good look at the room, and a small smile crept onto his lips. He's just realized that now, he is far away from his wretched master, and his clients. They no longer could control him.

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Will walked around the ship, thinking to himself. 'It's been a few days since I've been on this ship, I've gotten to meet all of the other crew members, but I've barley spoken to Jack.' He stares out into the ocean, and thinks about all the new friends he's made. 'Gibbs and I talk a lot, and with the other crew members. I met Cotton not to long ago. The man can't talk, but he has his parrot to talk for him, which I find kind of amusing.

'Also, Ragetti how could I forget about him. Him and his friend Pintel make a hilarious team. There always joking around, and Pintel is always hitting Ragetti over the head. His eyeball comes out, and he goes around looking for it everywhere.' Will laughed to himself and shook his head in amusement.

He's been happy sailing with the pirates, but he's always curious about the Captain. He knew next to nothing about the Captain. He comes out once in a while to bark orders, or just to view the ocean, and then he goes and hides in his cabin.

When him and Will do happen to talk its short and ends up them being angry at each other. Jack is too cocky for his own good, which infuriated Will, but he is determined to get on Jacks good side.

Will reminisced about what of the previous arguments him and Jack had had. Flashback

'Jack was roaming around the ship, obviously in a bad mood, and when he had found Will he lost it'

"Will I told you put the anchor down! Why are we still sailing?" he screamed flailing his arms around.

"Jack, you never told me to." Will replied calmly, he was slightly bemused by the expression Jack wore. He opened his mouth and closed it again, his brow furrowed and he scrunched up his nose, and his mouth curved down into a frown.

"Don't test my nerve's boy! Get off me ship!" he yelled and walked away and drank some more rum. Will just smirked at him and yelled back.

"Mr. Mighty Captain Jack Sparrow running away?" Will knew he was getting himself into trouble, but he couldn't help it. He was always accusing him of things, and always blaming him for something. Frankly, Will was getting tired of it.

Jack turned around and glared at him. He took hold of his bottle of rum and hurled it at Will. His eyes widened in fear and surprise and he ducked down and closed his eyes tight. His body trembled and he remembered the time his master threw a bottle at him. It had hit him right in the head and it bled so much.

Will looked up to see if Captain Jack was there, but he had left and the rum was inches away from him, the bottle broken into little pieces and the liquid pouring out of it.

End of Flash back

Will was amazed by Jack and how he reacted to different circumstances. None the less Will felt himself growing closer to Jack. They still did not a friendship yet but they had something, and it was better than being enemies.

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Thanks for everybody who reviewed! It made me very happy! If you're reading my story and you haven't reviewed please do! It motivates me to write more!! Oh, I did notice in the begging of this chapter it was terribly boring! Sorry about that! No flames! ) Thanks to my Beta Sarah! Ilu!! EFL for life. Lmao