It's been a month since AnaMaria told you what she did. You kind of wish you never knew.
"So do all who hear such things." Jack told you after you told him.
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"Captain! I spy a ship on the horizon!" Johnny, the man in the crows nest shouts down.
That amazing grin you love so much reveals itself on Jack's face. "We need some provisions and I've been dying for a good fight. Bring us closer!"
The man at the helm did so.
Something was up. Jack usually ran away from a fight.
"Jack!" you call. "What is up with you?"
"Up is down." he responds.
"Ok. . ." you shrug it off as just another bit of Jack's quirky personality. "What makes you want to fight this time? Don't you always run away from a fight?"
"What makes you say that?"
You just give him a look, like a have you met yourself look.
"Oh." He knows you well enough to read your mind by now. A look at the ship, which was readying its guns, and he shouts "Arm the starboard!"
The colors are up, the guns are ready. A pistol is shoved into your hands. Excitement fills you, growing with every beat of your heart. You don't feel nervous, you feel immensely satisfied with joy. You could get used to this.
The ship shudders as it slams into the enemy, named the HMS Falcon. The Falcon's men swing over, intending to arrest, and later hang these "murderous pirates". You laugh.
You aim and fire, shooting down one man.
The boom of the cannon ringing in your ears, you shoot another.
This is kind of fun.
You suddenly get hauled off your feet and pulled backwards. Hoisted over the shoulder of a man you've never seen before, you are carried, screaming, back to the Falcon where you are bound and gagged, and tossed in the brig.
You get the gag out of your mouth. "Jack!!!"
You scream in vain, knowing he can't hear you.
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"This isn't good, this isn't good, this isn't good!"
You pace back and forth in the tiny brig. If there was only a dog with keys here, then it would be easy to escape.
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"Captain!" Johnny called. "We won!"
"I knew we would!" Jack and Johnny celebrated with a man-hug.
"Where's the Mrs. Captain?" Johnny asked. "You should celebrate with her, too. I believe this be her first real pirate fight, at least the first real one in a while."
"It seems you're right." Jack grinned. "Where did she go?"
"Captain!" AnaMaria ran up to him. "The girl. She's been taken. She's gone."
Rage crossed into Jack's face. He went straight to the helm and prepared to pursue.
"Gentlemen, that ship was an HMS vessel. If we don't catch up, my wife will die. She will be hung and you will all have to pay. There is no woman that wonderful across the world, no matter what they say. So let's go!"
A quick turn and the Black Pearl follows the battered ship.
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"You're going to let me go. Do you know why you're going to let me go?"
When a man had come to give you food, you pulled him into the cell with you, leaving the door open of course, or you'd both be locked in. You grabbed the knife hidden against your thigh, and shoved the blade against the man's neck.
"So you don't kill me?"
"Possibly. . .and because i don't want a fight. So let me out if you want your teeth. . . or your tongue. . . or any thing else on your person that you value. Savvy?"
After being married to Jack, you've begun to pick up a thing or two.
"Savvy?" The man raises his eyebrows. "You sound like that notorious pirate Captain Sparrow. I hate him."
"But you've heard of him, have you not?"
"Jack!" You're absolutely delighted.
Your wonderful, just - in - time husband whacks your captor on the back of his head with the blunt side of his sword. He crumpled into a heap on the ground.
Jack takes your hand and together you plunge overboard and swim to the Pearl.
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Jack places his jacket over your shoulders as you wring the water from your shirt, which is now clinging to your body as well as the rest of your clothing. You appreciate the sweet gesture, but it's 90 degrees outside at least.
"Thanks, Jack, but it's boiling hot out here."
You hand the jacket back to him, and he whispers to you, his breath tickling your ear, causing you to giggle. "I know, darling lass, but it's only hot because of the way you look, and I don't want the other men looking at you, you devious pirate."
You smile and take the jacket back.
"So how long were you watching me fight that guy?" you ask.
"Long enough to be able to congratulate you on your knife hiding and knife wielding skills."
"Thank you!" You grin and adjust your hat. "I learned from the best!"
His eyes are melting your heart. He means every thing to you. You love him more than ever. "Thank God we have each other."
"Darling, why so sentimental?"
He slips an arm around your slender waist and kisses your cheek, inching his way to your mouth. You giggle again at the sensation, and kiss him back.
You love him more than you thought you could ever love anyone.
He takes your hand, removes your - his - coat, and leads you to the Captain's Quarters for some
alone together time.