Chapter 7

The Black Pearl

The next morning, Margot woke with a pounding headache. She squinted at the light pouring in through the porthole and stumbled out of bed and over to her dresser. She looked at herself in the tiny mirror hanging above it.

"I'm a bloody mess," she muttered as she touched her fingertips to her puffy eyes. She attempted to smooth her unruly hair and splashed cold water on her face.

As she began to change her clothes she felt the rolling motions of the ship and looked out the porthole. Crete was a tiny black dot in the distance.

"Fantastic," she sighed throwing herself onto her bed and shoving her head under a pillow.

She awoke to a banging on her door. She staggered out of bed and unlocked it revealing her father.

"Not the time to laze in bed all day, lass. You've got navigating to do," he ordered.

When she rubbed her hand across her eyes he peered closely at her, "Rough night love?"

"Yeah," she whispered.

"Cook'll whip you up his hangover cure. Now get to the helm".

Margot ran her fingers through her hair and changed her clothes before heading up on deck.

At the helm, she pulled out the compass and began navigating the Pearl. She briefly glanced at the decks but Johnny was nowhere insight. She breathed a sigh of relief and stared out at the Mediterranean.

Johnny couldn't stop staring at her. He was in the crow's nest when she came above decks. He watched as she glanced around the ship and then relaxed when she didn't see him.

"You really blew it last night old boy," he mumbled to himself.

He stared as her dark hair blew around her face. He stared as she laughed at something Gibbs said. He stared as Jack handed her a flagon filled with something that made her grimace and then punch her father in the arm.

"Lad, the telescope works better if you point it out to sea".

Johnny started in surprise and turned to see Weebles grinning at him. He shook his head and handed Weebles the telescope and started down the rigging.

"There be some rumors young Turner," commented Weebles.

Johnny paused in his descent, "What kinds of rumors?"

"About ye and Margot. Be warned, the Cap'n doesn't take kindly to men violating his lassie".

"Just rumors Weebles," replied Johnny, scurrying down the lines.

As he hopped on deck, Sparrow ambled over to him.

"Turner. I need your help with something".

Johnny raised an eyebrow.

"There be dark magic in the air. This treasure, it be dangerous. So I 'ave a duty for you".

"Let me guess. Stay behind and guard Margot?" sighed Johnny.

Jack grinned and clapped him on the back, "Right you 'ave it. Well done young Turner".

Johnny grimaced and looked to the helm. Margot was staring at them with a dark look on her face.

"This is the world's worst pirating experience," he muttered as he walked away.

The Red Sea

The Pearl anchored off a coast covered by cliffs and caves. The compass pointed straight at a series of caves and Jack ordered rowboats to set out for them immediately.

Margot watched as the majority of the crew cheered and clambered into the rowboats, headed for the treasure. Her father gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder and climbed into the last rowboat.

She leaned against the railing and stared as they turned into tiny specks.

"Surprised you're not throwing a fit".

Margot stiffened and continued staring at the coast.

"And yet not surprised that you're giving me the silent treatment," sighed Johnny as he leaned against the railing next to her.

"Tis not the silent treatment," replied Margot looking at him coldly, "You were right Turner. Us, well, we're better off away from each other".

Johnny looked at her searchingly, "Mayhap I was wrong and a little rash last night. You just…you caught me off guard Margot".

"What, stunned I wasn't a whore?" seethed Margot.

Johnny grabbed her arm, "I never thought that of you Margot. But part of my problem was that I didn't think. All I knew is that I wanted you. I still do. I want you more than I've wanted any woman before, and there've been a lot of…"

Margot laughed, "Alright Casanova. Don't be over doing it".

Johnny's mouth quirked up into a smile, "Does this mean I'm forgiven then?"

Margot placed her hands on his cheeks, "As long as you take me to bed right now. Consequences be damned".

Johnny groaned and kissed her hungrily, his tongue sweeping into her mouth. Margot jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist as his hands cupped her bottom. Johnny tore his mouth away and stared at her darkly.

"I'm not afraid of your father".

Margot grinned and kissed him softly, "Ye should be. But I can handle him".

Johnny turned and carried her into her cabin, laying her on the bed, "Margot. Are you sure you want to be doing this?"

"John Turner. I'm no lady. My virtue doesn't matter in a world where men won't believe that it's still intact".

"Margot…"

She stopped his protests by pulling him on top of her and unbuttoning his shirt.

They undressed each other, touching and caressing each others bodies with their hands and mouths. They were both heavily panting as Johnny positioned himself.

"This will hurt Margot".

Margot clenched her teeth as he drove into her breaking through her barrier. Her nails dug into his back as she kept herself from yelling in pain. Johnny lay very still, allowing her to adjust to him. When she relaxed, he began to move inside of her very slowly.

As his rhythm intensified Margot's breaths came in shorter gasps and she began to moan. Together, they reached ecstasy and collapsed onto the bed. Johnny rolled off of Margot and pulled her into his chest.

"Bloody hell," sighed Margot contently, throwing her leg over his and snuggling in his arms.

Johnny laughed and pressed a kiss onto her hair, "Did you like it then?"

Margot sat up and looked at his face, "I want more. Now".

Johnny groaned and pulled her on top of him, "You'll be the death of me woman".