A Sparrow's Medallion by EvilPrincessMelphis

Chapter 3

Note: The Disclaimer still applies, unfortunately. I'm back in school so the updates for this story will be slowed down somewhat. I'll try to post a chapter at least once a month, if I'm lucky.

I just woke up from an unplanned nap not too long. I'm a little on the mellow side right now. Once again everyone reading or reviewing this, many thanks. I owe you all rum and cookies!

Two weeks have passed since Elizabeth and I have been on the Black Pearl. How have I survived that long, you ask? That is a mystery even to me. I think what helped me was that there had been no more 'Sparrow in a towel' incidents. That isn't to say that Jack hasn't found other ways to embarrass me.

Although there was this one accident where Jack walked in on me when I had only a towel. I got very worked up as you can imagine. There was yelling, minor cursing and a few threats. He made a hasty retreat when one of his precious rum bottles was in danger of being thrown across the room.

Life on the Black Pearl has settled down into a normal routine. As normal for two girls from 2004 to be in the 17th century. Will and Elizabeth have become better friends. I'm happy for them. Although I wish Elizabeth would spend a little more time with me.

This morning started out pretty normal. The crew was busy at work. Jack was in his cabin drinking rum. I was talking to Gibbs, learning that the Pearl would be making a stop in Tortuga. We would not arrive until nightfall.

"What's Tortuga like Gibbs?"

"A town not fit for the faint of heart."

"Doesn't sound very comforting," I said with some unease.

"You'll see when we get there lass."

"Why are we going there?"

"Didn't Jack mention this to you?" I shook my head, Gibbs continued," Well supplies for one thing and Jack knows a fortuneteller there. Hopefully she'll be of some help to you."

I smiled," Yeah, not that I mind being on the Pearl with Jack and everyone else, it would be nice to see home again."

"Can't blame you for being homesick lass."

At breakfast I ask Jack the same question I asked Gibbs. If Gibbs won't tell me much about Tortuga, surely Jack would tell me something more.

"Well luv Tortuga is one of the best pirate towns around. Where no man will ever feel unwanted."

I liked Gibbs' answer better, but not by much. The thought of pirates besides Jack and his crew was very unnerving.

"Oh and I suppose Scarlett and Giselle wanted you?" Will asked.

"AHA," I cried out jumping to my feet," so there is a Scarlett! Now you have to tell me about her Jack!"

Jack shot Will a 'why did you have to bring that up?' look. Jack didn't even bother to remind me to add the captain to his name. He's given up trying to correct me of that.

"Oh Scarlett is a very wonderful and loving lass. If you ever met her ye'd like her."

Uh-huh. Why do I have the feeling Jack is lying to me? Smiling I said," Ok. I believe you."

Will gave me a dubious look. Elizabeth looked just as skeptical.

Jack expressed surprise," Really luv? I mean of course you should believe ol' Jack."

After breakfast, I joined Will and Elizabeth in their cabin. Elizabeth sat on the bed while Will sat by the desk. If anybody could give me a direct and honest answer I'm sure it could be Will.

"Will what is Tortuga really like?"

"Well it's not a place Elizabeth would want to go to. It's noisy and violent, filled with very questionable characters. Definitely not safe for women like you to wander around alone."

I admit it; I'm very frightened now. Very frightened. I liked Gibbs' version better. If it is a place for pirates then it most certainly isn't a place for me.

"Gwyn, I hope we don't have to go to a place like that."

I replied," Yeah me too."

Tortuga preoccupied my mind for the rest of the day. I wasn't my usual cheerful self. It wasn't until nightfall that I got my first view of Tortuga. Let me warn you now that Jack, Will or even Gibbs' description couldn't prepare me for what my eyes beheld.

It was noisy and violent, just as Will had said. Not very inviting in my opinion. I guess for Jack the town holds a certain charm and beauty to it, I just don't see it. Elizabeth stood next to me looking at the town, her hand giving mine a quick tight squeeze. We were both nervous.

"This luv is my second home, Tortuga."

"Unfortunately," Gibbs said to me," the fortuneteller never leaves her house in Tortuga so Elizabeth or you will have to come with us."

This is bad. Well seeing as how I'm the one who's husbandless I'll go. I don't have to like it but I'll put on a brave face and step forward into the unknown.

"I'll go then."

"Are you sure Gwyn," Elizabeth asked worriedly," I mean Tortuga is pretty terrifying."

"You stay on the ship. If you left of course Will would have to go with you. Somehow I don't see you two making it to the fortuneteller's house. You'll pick some dark hidden alleyway and make out."

Elizabeth and Will turned red. Neither agreed or denied my statement. I lightly chuckled. It was my way to lighten the mood.

"Well in that case luv'll go with us."

Was I having second thoughts about going as I walked off the ship with Jack? Of course! I would love to be the one on the ship instead of Elizabeth. I couldn't do that to Elizabeth though, ask her to go instead of me.

"So luv," Jack asked putting an arm around my shoulder," what do you think of Tortuga?"

"Um it's different from a lot of places I've been to."

"You'll love the Faithful Bride, one of the best places to get rum."

"Jack, I think I'd really just like to meet the fortuneteller and go back on the ship."

Jack removed his arm from my shoulder," Gibbs, take luv to Dorcas. Stay close to Gibbs luv, you'll be safe."

I smiled at Jack, for a second forgetting the noise and violence around us. Gibbs led the way to Dorcas' house. We walked in silence, I was too nervous to say much of anything. My mouth felt dry and my hands were sweaty. We passed by buildings, drunks who smiled and stared at me, women glaring venomously at me.

"Well lass," Gibbs said to me when we stopped in front of Dorcas' house," I'll be waiting outside for you."

I took a deep breath before walking to the door. The house was a shade of gloomy gray. The house only had one window in front. On the sill was one lonely flower. I could understand how that flower could feel out of place.

"Come on in child, I don't bite," the voice was soft with a little raspyness to it.

Walking inside I discovered there was very little furniture. Two chairs covered in a green and yellow flower were beside a round table that was covered by a sickly green cloth.

"The Sparrow sent you here, yes?"

A short, pale elderly woman came out of the kitchen carrying a tray with a teakettle and teacups. She wore what I assumed to be a white nightgown, with a gray shabby looking shawl on her shoulders. Her gray hair was neatly pulled back into a bun. She was an old woman who seemed to have aged gracefully. I only hope that when I'm around her age, I could look like that too.

"Jack you mean? How did you know?"

"Child, I know a few things. I'm old but I'm not that senile yet. Call me Dorcas or Grandma if you prefer. Please have a seat."

Dorcas took a seat after I sat. She seemed to be studying me.

"Dorcas, I'm Gwyn Jordan, pleased to meet you."

"Gwyn you're not from around here. You must be very far from home."

"That's true. Jack suggested I see you. I'm trying to find a way back home."

"I'm not sure I can help you child. The path home will not be a simple task. Hold out your hands and relax, clear your mind."

Ending up in the 17th century was easy enough for me but getting home wasn't.

It's sort of like getting into trouble. Very easy to get into but hard as hell to get out of. I held out my hands for Dorcas to examine.

"You're very fond of the Sparrow," Dorcas had said seconds later," The man does grow on you after awhile though. What I've always wanted was for him to find at least half a decent woman, not some whore from Tortuga. I like you, I think you'll do that Sparrow some good."

"And you saw all that in the palms of my hand?"

"I only need to look at you to know."

"Jack has been a very nice guy to me. I'm very grateful to him to let me stay on his ship. I doubt things could get serious between us anyway."

"Ah to be young and in love. Hmm…"

"What is it Dorcas?"

"Your future is very cloudy, very uncertain. I don't know what it could mean. I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you child. Could I at least serve you some tea before you go?"

I smiled but shook my head," I really shouldn't keep Gibbs waiting too long. Thank you for trying though."

"Tell that Sparrow of yours I'd like for him to visit me next time."

I could only nod dumbly before the leaving the house. My conversation with Dorcas hadn't helped me much. I still had no idea how to get home. Maybe I'll never find a way. I shouldn't think about that right now, I should wait until I'm on the Pearl to let my thoughts wander.

"Gibbs, we can …go."

Gibbs was nowhere to be seen. That wouldn't have been a problem if I weren't alone in Tortuga in the middle of the night. Where was Gibbs? He said he'd wait for me.

I stood in front of Dorcas' house not knowing what to do. I didn't really want to stand out here waiting for Gibbs. Dorcas was nice but I didn't really feel like going back in there. Wandering around in Tortuga was not a good idea! I'm lousy with directions. I didn't know the city very well and I forgot how we got to Dorcas' house anyway.

I had to some to a quick decision when I looked down the street, I saw three pirates. One of the pirates pointed at me. It all started happening so fast.

Suddenly I was the star in my very own horror movie. The pirates were starting to run towards me, I began to run too. When one is running nine times out of ten it's probably a good idea to know where you're going.

Here's a quick question for you: if a woman in Tortuga screams, does anyone cares?

A drunk man thought it would be so much fun to trip me in the middle of my run. He thought it was even better to grab my leg. I let out a few screams as I kicked at him. When he let go, I quickly got up, continuing my run.

Any chance of successfully evading the pirates was shattered. In my stupidity I happened to run into an alley with a dead end. I am so dead!

piratesrock01: Thank you for your review and thank you for your suggestions. Maybe I'll be able to use them, I'll see what I can do.

williz: Thanks for another review! Yes she does like Jack. I had a lot of fun writing the 'sparrow in a towel' incident. I've had the idea of having Elizabeth as another person from the future for a long time last year. I'm happy to finally get this story out of my head. One of the greatest things about this story (for me) is writing as Gwyn. I love her personaility, I really love writing for her. Here you go have a "I stole Jack Sparrow's rum!" shirt and the rum and cookies.

CommodoreJewlz: Ok maybe I did have a little TOO much fun writing about Jack in a towel.

Rum and cookies for everyone! For chapter 4 I'm having difficulties writing the fight between Gwyn and the pirates. I welcome any suggestions on how I should write the fight scene between Gwyn and the pirates. Of course any other sugesstions, comments, even flames are also welcome.