Title - It's hard to find a friend
Chapter title - Traitor
Author - Billiebumface
Disclaimer - I do not in any way shape or form own anything to do with pirates of the Caribbean. I do however own Frankie and Effy and anything that they do and most things they say, although they do occasionally tend to steal lines for their own amusement.
-C.5-
Effy's pov-
About an hour after we'd been thrown into the cells, Jack finally woke up. He took a few minutes to get his bearings and when he had he sat up and leant against the wall opposite the door, on which I was leaning.
"So, it's Effy then?" He asked and I nodded.
"Short for Elizabeth."
"Well, Effy, where ye' from?"
"England. London to be precise."
"This the latest in fashion there?" He let his dark eyes wonder freely up my stretched legs. I brought my knees up to my chest self consciously.
"Sort of. Although I wish I wasn't wearing it right now."
"Feel free to remove it." He smirked.
"That's not what I meant. Pervert."
He chuckled and leant his head back against the wall. Realizing I was still wearing his tricone, which was making beads of sweat form on my forehead. I removed it and tossed it to wards him. It landed on his foot and with a smile, he returned it back to it's rightful place atop his bandanna.
"Effy?" Came a whisper from behind me. I turned and saw Frankie in a blue night dress peering into cells further down.
"Over here." She padded over to me and sat down to meet my eye level.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered.
"Lizzie was asleep so I was sat on her window sill when her lady in waiting came in. She thought I was an intruder and threw me out. Now I..."
"Now you what?" She didn't answer me, just kept peering over my shoulder. I turned and saw that Jack was noticeably closer.
"Private conversation if you don't mind." I huffed.
"I'll go back over there on one condition."
"What?"
"She leaves." He stared disgustedly at Frankie.
"What did I do? Your the one in a jail cell!" She cried. I rolled my eyes. She was always the drama queen.
"I know a traitor when I see one."
"I've never met you. How could you accuse me of being a traitor?"
"Like I said, I know one when I see one."
"OK! Jack go back in your corner and I'll get her to leave. Kay?"
He grunted but returned to the back wall.
"Eff, how do I get aboard now?" Frankie whispered. I pondered it for a second.
"You could claim to know Barby. Or climb through the window at Lizzie's and hide in the cupboard."
"Thanks Effy. I'll uh...just be going then."
I waved as she stood, shooting Jack one last venomous look before leaving.
We stayed silent for a while, just listening to the other prisoners trying to coax the dog and I to wards them.
"You can keep doing that forever the dog is never going to move."
"Oh excuse us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows just yet."
And there it was. That legendary Jack Sparrow smirk that made my stomach do strange things. Unfortunately he saw that I was gawping at him.
"Ahem...speaking of gallows, we face them in the morning so why are you so relaxed?" I knew he escaped but he didn't.
"No use in panicking now is there?"
"True."
-Frankie's pov-
I did contemplate trying to persuade Pintel and Ragetti that I knew Barbossa but something told me that even those half witted morons wouldn't believe me. So now I was sneaking around the back of the Governer's house, peering through the windows to try and find the right room when I heard the first cannon fire. Luckily the next window I found was to the right room. Unfortunately it was locked. I looked around on the floor and grabbed a fist sized rock. I tore off the bottom of my dress and wrapped it around my hand. I turned my face away and hit against the window. Once I'd broken it I carefully climbed through, trying now to cut myself on any of the glass. I ran straight into the walk in cupboard to wait silently for Lizzie.
-Effy's pov-
I'd resorted to amusing myself by drawing pictures in the dirt on the floor. When the first cannon fire sounded, I jumped and ruined my doodle of a skull. Jack hopped up to the small barred window.
"I know those guns. It's the pearl."
I resumed my doodles, this time using a stick of hay to attempt to draw the Peal whilst Jack ridiculed the other prisoners. A little while later and a hole had been blasted into the neighboring cell and the prisoners were gone.
"Just out of curiosity Jack, how can you recognize a ship from the sound of it's guns?"
"It's my ship, I'd know it anywhere...Which remind me, how's y'know I was a captain?"
Shit. Now what do I say? I'm a mind reader. Unbelievable. "I guessed. Someone who looks like you had to be a captain. If you weren't I would've been shocked." He smiled, satisfied. Whoever said flattery gets you nowhere?
I moved to sit by the hole in the wall whilst Jack tried to get the dog closer.
"Your attempts are futile." I said in a mock deep voice. Jack frowned at me as if I'd lost my marbles when there was a loud noise from the stairs.
"This ain't the armory."
"Well done Captain Obvious." I murmured walking over the the bars. Twigg and Koehler looked me up and down until Koehler spotted Jack.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here Twigg. Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a god forsaken island, shrinking away into the distance."
Rolling my eyes I moved to the back corner of the room to wonder how Frankie as doing, whilst they finished their conversation.
"That's very interesting."