Tiffany groaned as the sunlight hit her. She squeezed her eyes shut.
"My head…" She tried to roll over but found herself unable to move. Eventually she gave up and laid her head back on her pillow. It made a small grunt.
"Pillows don't talk…" She felt something stroke her hair.
"And they don't move…" She forced her eyes open. She gasped and then screamed. She was practically lying on top of...
"Jack! Let me go. What happened? Ow, my head…" She tried to roll away from Jack, as he was still sleeping, but an arm snaked around her waist. She narrowed her eyes at him. His breathing got faster and he groaned as she wriggled. It was then she realised he was not asleep. A wicked smirk graced her features and she leaned so their lips were a hairs width apart.
"Jack, you really are gorgeous." She moved her lips to his neck and kissed him. He groaned and opened his eyes to look at her. He was swiftly slapped, he looked shocked, however, he still held onto her.
"Let me go, Jack."
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm incredibly comfortable like this." He grinned at her.
"Oh…did anything…happen? Between us?" Jack grinned even wider. Tiffany gasped.
"You're lying!"
"Oh am I?" Tiffany nodded but a frown remained planted on her face. Then the room lurched and sent Tiffany and Jack flying off the bed onto the floor.
"You're lying on me."
"So it would seem." Jack smirked at her as she squirmed to push him off. Then she stopped.
"Why did my room lurch? Oh…this isn't my room is it?" Jack was straddling her, playing with a strand of her hair.
"You really can't handle yer drink, love. Do you remember saying you'd wanna marry me and not Norrington?" Tiffany gasped.
"I said no such thing and you know it!" Jack shook his head.
"Ye said you would rather be Tiffany Sparrow than Tiffany Norrington. I don't blame you really I am quite the…"
"…egotistical, arrogant pig." Tiffany said. Jack frowned and looked her in the eyes.
"Now that's not very nice. Ye weren't saying that last night…" Tiffany went beetroot red. Jack, knowing he had embarrassed her enough, climbed off her. She picked herself from the floor and brushed herself off. She looked at Jack, grinning like a mad man, and slapped him again.
"What was that for?" Tiffany smirked.
"For taking advantage of me when I was drunk and bringing me aboard your ship. I assume that's where we are as the swaying is a dead give way." Jack held his cheek.
"Yer clothes are in the trunk." Tiffany smiled.
"Thank you, now out so I can get changed." Jack gaped at her.
"It's my cabin!"
"Out!" And she pushed him to the door. He resisted.
"Jack, I'll make it worth your while." She said, placing a finger on his bare chest. He grinned and stepped out the door, leaving Tiffany to smirk and get changed.
Tiffany walked out of the cabin, unaware of Jack, who had been watching her through the crack in the door. She was smiling until he jumped beside her.
"Oh my…" Jack, still only wearing his trousers, pushed her against the wall. He grinned at her.
"Ye said ye'd make it worth me while. So?" Tiffany plastered on a fake smile and stamped hard on Jack's foot. He jumped back.
"I made it worth your while. Now if you'll excuse me…" She tried to dodge past him. He moved with her.
"How was that 'worth my while'?" He put his hands on the wall each side of Tiffany's head.
"Because if it wasn't 'worth your while' I would have kneed you in a much more personal and delicate place." She said with a smirk. Jack looked her up and down.
"Yer feisty, love. I like my women to be feisty." Tiffany snorted.
"Jack, I should make it clear now, I will never be your women. To be your women I would have to sink as low as prostitution. And that won't be happening. Ever." She ducked under his arms and began for deck but heard Jack call after her,
"No one can resist me charms for long, love! By the end of these four months you'll be my woman!"
"What did I do last night?" Tiffany shielded her eyes from the sunlight. Elizabeth and Will glanced at each other.
"You danced on the table, told Jack he was handsome, said you'd rather marry Jack than Norrington, stuck out your tongue, swung one of those things in Jack's hair and swore to drunk you weren't God." Will said.
"Oh and agreed to come on this ridiculous freedom hunt." Elizabeth chipped in. Tiffany frowned.
"I was really that bad?" The newly weds nodded as Gibbs approached.
"Did I… did I sleep with Jack? He says I did and I don't know whether he's lying…" Gibbs let out a hearty laugh. Tiffany glared at him.
"What is so funny about this, sir?" Gibbs shook his head as if to shake away the laughter.
"No need to be so formal with me, Tiffany. And I can assure ye that you didn't sleep with Jack."
"How can you assure me, Gibbs? Are you certain?" Gibbs nodded.
"Aye, lass, we woulda heard you if ye had." And he walked off. Tiffany scowled.
"I will kill him." And she stormed off to find Jack.
Meanwhile in Port Royal…
"She's with Sparrow. He sails on the Black Pearl and they are who we are after." James said. Sir Thomas Devrell nodded.
"When these pirates are found I want them all arrested and hanged for the kidnap of my and Weatherby's daughters. Is that understood, Commodore Norrington? Do I make myself clear that if this doesn't happen it'll be you hanging from a rope in the middle of the square?" Norrington frowned.
"Inescapably…"
"Good." And Sir Devrell walked off, leaving James to think about his options. There was one place that he knew Sparrow would go. Tortuga.
"Hello, James. Have you any idea where they might be?" Maria walked to James' side, worry clear on her features. James nodded and smiled warmly at Maria. He would have kissed her but a public display of emotion for the servant of his future wife may cause problems. Big problems.
"We're going to Tortuga."
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