CHAPTER TWELVE

Olivia knew at once she did not like Tortuga.

" You will get used to it." Barbossa told her when they walked through the town.

" Do you come here often?" she asked Barbossa.

" Haven't been here for a long while. We need more supplies anyhow."

" Captain Barbossa! Is that you?" someone called out. A man wearing scruffy clothes ambled up to them. He smelled of the drink.

" Aye. Jim, it's been too long." The two men shook hands.

" I haven't seen ye since ye were Sparrow's first mate. Say, where is the scallywag?"

" Dead." Barbossa said bluntly, " Did ye not hear? He died saving his crew."

" Oh…I did hear but thought it was just rumors." The man took off his hat and sighed, " He was the finest captain I ever knew."

They headed for a tavern…it was crowded but they found a table large enough for the crew, Olivia and Barbossa. Olivia felt uncomfortable and wanted go to back to the ship.

" I will look after ye." Barbossa assured her. They ordered beer and food and Olivia ordered some red wine. She took a sip and found the wine surprisingly good.

It grew late and Olivia decided it was time to head on back. Hector was in the middle of a conversation with an old friend, so she quietly told him she was heading back.

She left, not noticing she had left her coat behind.

" Hector Barbossa!" a shrill voice exclaimed, interrupting the conversation he was having with his old mate Max. He looked up to see a wench hurrying towards him. She had long curly red hair and wore a yellow dress. It was someone he had not seen in a few years…he had bedded with her once or twice when he was cursed. She meant nothing to him. But it seemed some wenches did not take a hint.

" Hello Miss…" he tried to remember her name.

The woman frowned at him, " It's Paulette." She said and before he could protest, she sat on his lap and draped an arm around his shoulders, " You haven't changed a bit Hector," she said playing with his necklace, " How come you haven't visited us?"

" I've been…busy." He replied. The woman tutted.

" Well, let's say we make up for lost time hmm?"

" Um, Paulette…" he trailed off when Paulette kissed him on the mouth. Barbossa pulled back, " Paulette, I have someone in my life now. This cannot happen."

But she wasn't listening. She smiled coyly at him,

" I've missed ye Barbossa. I've bedded other men but none has been as good as ye."

Barbossa let out the breath he had been holding. He wanted to throw this woman off his lap.

" Where are you going?" Peter asked when he saw Olivia climbing down the rope ladder.

" I left my coat back in the tavern. I am not going to let a whore steal it. It's too good for the likes of them." She said, " I'll be back soon. Hopefully with Hector." She turned and hurried back to the tavern.

" Please Paulette…I have a lady." Barbossa tried again and then noticed Olivia had left her coat behind. This was just the excuse to get rid of Paulette.

Paulette fluttered her eyelashes, " You're not going anywhere Barbossa. I've just started," she said before her mouth came down onto his. He looked over her head and his face went ashen.

Olivia was standing nearby, her eyes wide and face pale.

" Olivia, I-" he finally pushed Paulette off his lap and stood up, " This isn't what it looked like-"

" I am not blind Hector." She spat. Paulette watched the exchange.

" That's you're lady?" Paulette frowned, " She's a little slip of a thing-"

" Shut up." Barbossa hissed at her. He turned back to Olivia but was she gone.

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