AN:I noticed that many read…at least the first chapter and never review. This is not good because I don't know if the story just sucks or is good just needs some minor tweaking. But I do love reviews and they make me work really hard so please help a starving Writer and make the day brighter and review… (Puppy eyes)
To my wonderful beta Ghadgo how could I ever do this without you…Well not sure but I'd rather not think on it, takes away from the plot bunnies.
To Mrs. Skywalker thank you for being the only reviewer from last time. You set an example…
All right enough of my rating which never makes any sense, enjoy and PLEASE REVIEW.
Officers Murtogg and Mullroy sat in front of Norrington's office listing to the man explain to other higher raking officers how Miss Swann might have been abducted and how it was of the utmost importance to get her back safe. Both sat at a small cheap desk with nothing but paperwork ling the top and a phone.
The two were busy playing go fish when the phone on Murtogg's desk rang. Not looking up from his hand he blindly reached for the phone and knocked it over. No one noticed his blunder, they happen too often. Reaching down he did not see Mullroy take a peak at his hand.
"Hello, Inspector Norrington's office." Answered Murtogg as he continued to play the game. Mullroy mouthed the word, 'threes', and Murtogg reluctantly handed over two cards. After a few moments, Murtogg sat up completely straight and dropped his cards on the desk.
"What?" Murtogg looked to his partner with surprise.
"Yes, I will, thank you for your help, civilian." Murtogg hung up the phone. "You are not going to believe this." He smiled and set to writing down what he had just heard over the phone.
"Well, what is it, man?" Mullroy said, picking out the cards he needed from Murtogg's forgotten hand.
"We just got a tip saying who kidnapped the Prime minister's daughter." Murtogg stood up with his written information. Mullroy saw his friend walk toward the door to inspector Norrington's office.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Mullroy asked looking at his friend.
"I'm going to tell Inspector Norrington about the tip." Explained Murtogg, pointing to the door in question.
"But- but he said not to disturbed him for anything." Mullroy said while pointing to the door as well.
"But this could be important!" Whined Murtogg as he sat back down in his seat facing his friend.
"But then again, it could be a prank." Challenged Mullroy.
"Think this guy was telling the truth?" Asked Murtogg.
The conversation went on like that for a few minutes before Will intervened. "What are you two talking about?" He asked as he stopped in front of their desk.
"Lieutenant Tuner!" Murtogg and Mullroy both jumped to attention and gave a salute. Will laughed at the two.
"It's okay guys I am still the same guy," His voice was light. "But really what were you two arguing about."
"Well," Mullroy started but Murtogg cut him off.
"Some civilian called in with a possible tip that he knows who kidnapped Miss Swann." He said holding up his piece of paper with the information he had learned from the call.
Will snatched the paper and read it over quickly, then ran the other direction calling over his shoulder, "TELL NORRINGTON TO GET DOWN TO RECORDS NOW!"
At this the two jumped up and did as they were told. "I told you we should have told Norrington." Murtogg said, as they barged into Inspector Norrington's office.
They told him of the situation and Norrington made threatening comments to the two meek officers all they way down to records. When he got there, Will had all the information on the man known as Jack Sparrow.
"A former navy man, a captain, no less. The man did time in California; for both robbery and assault- clearly a man of ill intentions." said Inspector Norrington as he looked over the information that was on the computer screen.
"I will get this to the news team, and then we can catch Sparrow and bring him in for questioning." Will had a determined look about him and was now printing the mug shot (which was not very flattering) and the information known on Sparrow.
Norrington nodded, and then told Murtogg and Mullroy to alert the Prime Minister of the update on the case. Then he and Turner went to speak to the news briefing team together. They were both thinking their own thoughts about the case, Will thinking more about the safety of Miss Swann at the hands of this dishonorable Former Captain.
"No one knows anything other then what I have already reported to you, Mr. Barbossa." Bo' sun spoke as he stood straight looking at the picture behind Barbossa. He feared Barbossa's temper and thought it best to avoid eye contact.
Barbossa sighed and rolled his eyes. Bo' sun noted this was not a good sign because then usually when that happened, someone got shot, but he stood his ground all the same.
"Fine. But do we know where he is going?" He paused to grab a cigar out of a box on his desk. "The man stole seven pieces of rare art plus the coin!" Barbossa said his voice rising slightly; he lit up a cigar and blew out a plume of sweet smelling smoke.
"Well according to the Intel. I was able to get he has to make four drop off's but in which order he does them in or when is unknown. He is unpredictable at best. And his crew helps him out and they never tell anything they don't have to." Bo' sun concluded waving the smoke away from his dark face.
"Find out the locations we'll start there. And remember Bo'sun we have a deadline here, so no matter how many throats you have to slit- get me that information." Barbossa ordered, taking a drag off his cigar and leaning back in his chair. Bo' sun smirked and nodded, then left the room in a hurry.
With any luck, the girl and the coin would be in his possession, and then he would get the biggest pay off in his long, unsavory career. Barbossa smiled. Things were slightly looking up.
Elizabeth was so very tired. Every bone and muscle in her body hurt, yet she did not know why. Her eyelids fluttered open, then quickly closed to keep out the bright lights that were all around her. The memories of Bo 'sun hitting her, knocking her down and drugging her came hurtling back to her.
Her stomach clenched with fear, and adrenaline made is way throughout her body, making her forget her aching muscles and sit up straight. The rumble of engines and the interior of the room screamed 'privet jet'- she had been on them plenty of times and could recognize one.
Then a pretty black woman with dark straight hair came in to view. She was busily rolling up something and putting it in a canister, then she handing it to a man who had his back turned to her.
"Well, well, look who finally joined us." The woman said with a flat voice. The man turned in a complete circle before stopping and looking at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth knew this man, if only from what she had read of him. Elizabeth felt her breath hitch out of fear. He had kidnapped her, and 'why' was now in her mind but she sat completely still as the one and only Captain Jack Sparrow approached her with an ice pack. He sat next to her as if they were old friends and offered the ice pack. Elizabeth remained still.
"I know that lovely shiner hurt, luv, this will help." He nodded to her bruised face and moved his hand closer to her. Elizabeth, now feeling the pain become more intense, hesitantly took the offered ice pack and placed on her eye first.
"That a girl." Jack smiled and Ana came over holding a water bottle Elizabeth took it gratefully and took a drink.
"I know who you are." Elizabeth murmured and looked at Jack with her one good eye.
"Is that so?" Jack said sounding amazed but with mockery in his voice. "I am flattered, never thought a pampered bird like yourself was interested in bad men like me." Jack said smiling and giving her a little bow. Ana rolled her eyes and walked away.
Elizabeth felt her nerve come back to her. "Well kind of hard to miss you when they show you on 'The Worst Criminals Ever'." Elizabeth snapped and Ana-Maria snickered from the back. Jack glared at Ana, remembering when he got drunk and tried to rob a liquor store with a water pistol, he fell unconscious in the parking lot after he had taken the money.
"What are you doing with me? I am of no value to an art thief and I demand to be let go, Jack Sparrow." Elizabeth said making Jack forget about his embarrassing moment. Jack smiled, then pulled out his silver handgun and aimed it at Elizabeth from his relaxed position next to her.
"First off, luv, it's Captain or just Jack. Second, at the moment I can't do such a thing. Third, you do not demand anything, and fourth, you do what I say or" Elizabeth cut him off.
"Or what, kill me? You do that and you'll only add more troubles and jail time to your sentence once you are caught!" she growled at him. Jack cocked the gun and continued as if Elizabeth had never been interrupted him.
"Only if you make me. But you can avoid an untimely demise if you do what I say, which all I ask is you do not try anything. Such as trying to call the police, contacting your father for help, attempting to escape, or causing me any general hardships. Right after I complete my deals, I will escort you back to London and drop you off unharmed. Besides, you might be better off with me then Boris Dimitri." Jack said eyeing her critically as if she were a prized cat or something of the like.
From what she knew of Captain Sparrow and Boris Dimitri, Elizabeth decided she was better off with the captain. Plus, she might be able to learn why she was kidnapped in the first place.
"Do I have your word on that, Captain?" She asked, now eyeing him the same way he was her.
"I swear under pain of death to take you back home, after I finish my business, of course." He replaced the safety on his gun and hid back in his coat. "Do we have an accord?" he geld out his hand to her.
"I, Elizabeth Swann, swear under threat of death to not do anything stupid to get you caught- and so on and so forth." she shook Jack's offered hand firmly.
"Good, lets have a drink." Jack said happily. Ana, Gibbs and Cotton's parrot just groaned at the situation.
Jack was always too trusting for his own good.