PARTY IN TORTUGA Part 2

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Recap:

"Ok boys now comes the time for a little pay back."

~Outside The Curtains~

"Jenna. What are you doing?"-James

"Elizabeth, don't! Please, we're sorry!"-Will

"OW! No! Please Ms. Jenna."-Barbossa

"I Swear It Was The Dead Monkey! No, no, no...OUCH!!"-Jack

"JENNA, Stop! OW,OW, OW!!!"-James

*SLAM! BAM! CRASH! SLAP! WHA-BAM! BOOM!!!*

~5 Seconds of Silence~

"OOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW" All of them screamed

"Bloody Murder! That F*cking Hurt!!!"-James

"Curse The Bloody She Devils Ya Are!!!"-Barbossa

"Son of a B*tc!!! Elizabeth! How Could You!"-Will

"Im Not Sure I Deserve That! Ow!...I May Have Deserved That One!"-Jack

"Serves You Right!!!"-Jenna, and Elizabeth.

~Start~

Me and Elizabeth were the first to come outside of the curtains. We both gave each other high fives and giggled, but when we noticed that there was no music playing, no people shouting or even talking we both looked up to see that the WHOLE pub was looking at us with horrified expresions on there faces. It kind of got annoying after about 2 minutes of them still looking at us...

"You got somthing to say!?" I jumped a little. Elizabeth was always the one who spoke her mind. Although it does have its affects. As soon as she said that the pub went right back to its former chit-chats and the occasional shouting, but hopfuly no fights, I'm too tired from chasing those four goofball friends of mine.

"Elizabeth?"

"Yes Jen?" I smiled, my old nickname.

"Did you still want to know?" She looked confused

"About what Jen?"

"About the man that I 'fancie'" I laughed

"Oh! yes, yes!" well she seemed excited. I motioned for her to lend me her ear.

"I like James." I quickly looked away. after a few seconds of silence I looked back at her. She was just staring with a thougtful look in her eyes.

"Jenna. You like James?" She just kept smiling

Elizabeth POV

"Jenna. You like James?" I was trying to register this, and I was just so happy for Jenna.

I cant believ it. Jenna and James! oh they would make such a cute couple. But how to get them together? Looks like Im gonna play match maker in Tortuga!

'But she cant know that!' I thought to myself

"Elizabeth?" I got knocked back to my sences as Jenna called my name "Are you alright?"

"Oh yes! Just surprised is all." I said as I grinned at her. I really was happy for her.

"I wonder whats taking them so long?"

"Who?"

"You know. Jack, James, Will, and Barbossa. What did you do to them?" she gave me a sly smile and I gave one right back at her.

"Oh nothing. Just a couple smacks...in the right places." I said. As I looked away I heard her gasp.

"You didn't!" She was still smiling.

"Oh, But I did."

Jenna POV

"Oh, But I did." Elizabeth gave off a big grin. And I couldn't help it anymore.

Our laughing could be heard through out the pub and as we just started to calm down to giggling the guys finely came out from behind the curtains. Jack and Will limping while holding there 'mini-man' between there legs.

'Damn Elizabeth really did get them where the sun don't shine!

I smiled as James came limping towards me then swung his arm around my shoulders then leaned on me for support.

"I guess I was a little too ruff with you guys." James and Barabossa looked like they were about to collapse.

"Too Ruff!" Exclaimed Barbossa and James.

I heard Jack mubble something under his breathe as we all started to take a seat at a nearby table.

"You wanna repeat that Jack?" His head snapped up as he started stuttering

"Nothin! nothin at all luv." He replyed as he leaned back in his chair.

"Good. Now if you excuse me I half to get back to work."

Everyone said there goodbyes for now since they all caught me when I was working tonight. As I made my way to the bar to get my apron I noticed a group of the navy men from the East Indian Traiding Company (EITC) come in, at least 10 men. I only hoped that they did not come here to start anything. Usualy when there would always be a bar fight when navy men come in. Pirates and Navy men? not a good combination when there is alcohal involved. But as I saw the group sit down I calmed down a bit 'They are just here to enjoy themselves.' I gave a small nod to my head just to reasure myself.

"Hey John. How are you?"

"Im doing great!"

John is the owner of the pub. John is a not old but he isn't young either. He is only in his thirty's, with dark brown hair with a little hint of grey here and there and a lively pair of hazel eyes. John is like a father to me. After my parents died from a desease I traveled to Tortuga and John was nice enough to give me a job to was dishes, when I was 16. But now that I am 25 I got promoted to being a bartender and breaking bar fights. At first John didn't want me doing fights but he knew that I could get restless so he just let me be.

"Okay boss, got anything for me?" I asked as I tied my apron around my waist.

"Yup! I need your to go serve table 5 for me."

"You got it boss." I gave a salute and headed towards the table. But when I looked up I noticed that it was the table with those EITC people. I became quite nervouse after that. I dont know why but I just had a bad feeling that something is gonna happen tonight, that include my friends and those guys starting a fight.

When I got to the table the men were all just laughing and having a good time, but one man with the bluest eyes I have seen, looked as though he didn't really want to be there.

"Hello." All the mens eyes were on me "I will be your waiter this evening, is there anything that you would like?" I tried to be proper but it was difficult when at least half the men there were looking me up and down.

"Well what do you got?" asked a young man

'He seems like a rookie to me.' I thought to myself "We've got whatever you want sir!"

"Well sweet cheeks how 'bout you?" Another guy said. See when they give me lines like this I dont even miss a beat!

"How 'bout you go find a women across the street? Because Im not a prostitute."

"Oh I dought that." This guy is getting on my last nerve

"Go screw yourself."

"How about you do it for me?" He said as he layed back in his chair.

'Thats it!' I gave out a short laugh and ran my fingers through my hair to get it out of my face. I looked at the guy as he just sat there staring at me with an eyebrow raised. He was just layed back in his chair, this was going to be too easy. I walked up to him, not saying a word, and when he just looked up at me from his seat, I gave him a smile and nailed him in his croch with the heal of my shoe.

The guy gave out a cry of complete and utter pain as he fell to the ground with everyone at the table staring at him with wide eyes, except for the guy with the blue eyes, instead he had smirk playing onto his face. I kneeled down by the guy smirked at him.

"Looks like no one can screw you now, huh?" he was still groaning on the floor, as I got up with a small smile "So what do you want?"

The men didn't really seem to care. If anything I think they thought the guy deserved it, even though no man should ever be hit in his croch. but anyways I continued on, ignoring the man on the ground and verious stares from other customers.

"I will have anything. Surprise me!" That same kid spoke up.

"Okay. surprise for the rookie and anyone else?"

"We will all have the same." Another man piped up

"Okay. Be right back." When I turned to leave something grabed my ankle and made me trip. Face First.

"What in Gods name!" I looked down and it was that same guy that I kicked who was holding my ankle, with a smirk on his face. I felt my nose, there was something warm and wet coming from it, when I looked at my hand it had blood, from my nose, on it 'Oh Hell No! Now Im Pist!'

"That was for the kick!" He got up and raised his foot to kick me.

"Enough!" I looked up to see that guy with blue eyes, he didn't look so happy. He actually looked angry. Really angry. "Make one more move Mr. Miller and you will back on a ship for England!"

"But sir-" He was cut off by the man again

"No! You do not treat a woman with disrespect! No matter who they are, and on top of that your married! Now get out of my sight!" The man stumbled out of the pub when blue eyed man came to my side along with the rookie. With me still on the floor.

"Are you okay Miss?" Rookie asked

"Yes. Just a minor nose bleed. Nothing Serious."

"Thats good. My name is Darion." I shook his hand "Nice to meat you." was my reply. Then the blue eyed man gave me a hankerchief for my nose.

"I believe I dont know your name."

"Im Jenna, sir." He held out his hand to help me up. And while I was getting up he introduced himself "And I am Cutler Beckett. Head of the East Indian Trading Company."

"Well thats an achievment." I smiled

"It certainly is." By the time he was done talking my nose had stopped bleeding

"Sorry I, uh, ruined your hankerchief."

"'Tis not a problem." I had just realized something...I forgot about there drinks!

"Shoot! I will be right back! I need to get you guys your drinks." Before I could even turn away a hand had grabed my elbow. When I looked up, it was Darion

"Let me help you. Im sure you cant carry nine drinks." i smikled he was a nice kid. 'Okay. Follow me. and thanks again Mr. Beckett." He just nodded his head when I rtuned towards the bar.

I lead Darion through the crowd but when I was in hearing range for john I had yelled out to get his attention.

"Yo John1"

"Yeah!?"

"Give Me Nine Glasses of the Good Stuff!"

"Coming Right Up!"

And by the time me and Darion had gotten to the bar John had already finished with making the drinks. when working at a pub for so long you learn to be quick with the drinks. Exspecialy when your in Tortuga. I handed one of the platters to Darion with four of nine drinks on it. Ready to go.

"Carefull now. They spill easily."

Carefully he lifted the platter with two hands while I just held mine with one. this kid would need to learn a lot if he ever worked in a pub.

"Ms. Jenna?"

"Yes?" I said over my shoulder.

"Why is this drink called the 'Good Stuff'?" I had to laugh at his face expression

"Well, its called the 'Good Stuff' because its made for the English men that come here!" I had to laugh at his face expression

"I do hope that, that is a good thing?"

"Of course! why on earth would you think it bad?"

"Well not many people LIKE navy men."

"Wether your Navy, Pirate, or even a Prostitute I dont care. I dont judge."

"Well, thats a first! I never heard that one." he gave a hearty laugh, but almost spilled the drinks while doing it. I laughed as he was trying to regain his balance, with a sheepish grin.

Cutler Beckett POV

I watched Ms. Jenna and Darion walking through the pub. They were talking about something, but afterwords they were laughing. Laughing like they have been good friends. I wanted that. I want a friend who I can laugh with, be open with, one who is not afraid of me. Ms. Jenna sure didnt seem like she was scared, She just looked at as though I were just another person. I have friends, but none that would openly talk, just of high society people.

"Mr. Beckett!" I was jolted out of my remenecing when Ms. Jenna called my name, with a drink held out to me. I didn't notice they were back.

"Thank-you Ms. Jenna." I grabed the cub from her hands brushing mine slightly against hers.

"Your welcome." She turned to leave but I stopped her.

"Ms. Jenna won't you stay and have a drink?" I asked 'Dont go.'

"I would, but sadly I half to work. But maybe you could come and socialize with me and my friends tomorrow? its the least I can do, since you stopped that man from beating me." I pondered this for a momment. She had invited me to accompany her and her friends tomorrow? Well we will be in tortuga for well over a week, whats is one day to myself?

"I would gladly accompany you tomorrow." She gave a wide smile and started to speak "Great. You can meet me here in the morning. but be sure to wear something confertable and also something to swim in." Swim in? we are going swimming? "I think I can come up with something." I stated "Good, I will see you tomorrow Mr. Beckett."

"Please, just Cutler is fine." Well that surprised me

"Okay, Cutler, but you must stop with this Ms. buisness. Just Jenna or Jen."

"Will due...Jenna."

"Goodbye Cutler. See you tomorrow." and then she turned away. When she disappeared into the crowd Darion spoke up

"Do I taste a hint of tea in this?" I was confused.

"What?"

"I think there is tea in this rum." I gave him a confused look. I looked down into my cup at the red liquid and took a small sip. It had a sweet taste of tea but a nice amount of rum after taste. It wasn't that bad actually. Not bad at all. "What is this?" I asked as I took an even bigger sip. Darion leaned back in his chair and said "This is the Good Stuff." Darion laughed at my confused expression.

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A/N: I hope you guys like it! And I also hope you got the joke at the end. Darion is an English man and Jenna said that the drink was called the 'Good Stuff' and the English men liked the 'Good Stuff'. Did that even make any sence!?

Anyway, I dont know if I should make this a Cutler Beckett story or James Norrington Story! I know i mention Jenna likeing James but she could meet other people! so help me decide! please!

The third chapter will be on in about 1-2 days after posting this chapter. Possibly 3 though. Hey I can only spend so much time on the computer!

Also please Review or Messege! It only takes about a minute of your time! Give me suggestions, tell me if you even like it, tell me if you want me to even add in a character of yours! Because I DONT want to be writting this storie for nothing!