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Vicki groaned knowing that Jack was right outside. Oh how she wished she could just sleep. She remained laying on her bed and just turned her head and watched Jack flail his arms around trying to get her attention. She continued giving him a blank look. Jack was standing on a narrow edge and was starting to lose his balance. While he was wobbling he made some funny express that had Vicki laughing. She pushed herself up off the bed and jogged to the window to open it. Jack almost fell backwards if she hadn't caught his arm.
"Ye took yer time lass," he said giving a sigh of relief. He managed to pull himself in and ended up on the ground looking up at Vicki. "Can't complain about the view though."
Vicki just rolled her eyes and helped him up. "So lass how was your first day in Port Royale?"
"Long."
"Wha's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it if you don't mind Jack."
"Sure thing Victoria."
"Call me Vicky."
"Well then, Vicky, let me take ye around for a midnight stroll. Wha' do ye say to tha'?"
Vicky paused for a moment and then answered, "Sure. Its not like I'm going to sleep anytime soon."
"Why do ye say tha'lass?" asked Jack, his face full of concern.
"Hmm? Oh its nothing but rubbish that I have to deal with." Jack sent a quizzical look and just shrugged his shoulders. "So...lets get a move on." Jack climbed through the window and offered Vicky his hand, which she accepted. They walked around the rooftops careful not let any loose tiles come shattering down onto the street. Jack found a tent that was still pitched up outside and slide down and jumped seven feet (like Aladdin) and Vicky followed him. They walked down the streets together arm in arm.
Jack looked over to Vicky and asked, "So wha' do ye think?"
"Hmmm, about what? Oh! I'm sorry I blanked out for a while."
Jack sent her a hurtful look and said, "Are ye sure ye don't want to talk about wha's on yer mind lass?"
"Yes quite sure. What were talking about?"
"I was sayin how we should drop in on the Commodore, and-"
"You must be joking."
"Not quite, you see we can-"
"Jack, its sounds like fun in all but...umm...what did you have in mind?" Vicky didn't want to disappoint Jack. 'He's probably been planning it all day. I don't want to seem rude, but I am so tired. As least I'll sleep well after this...I hope so,' she thought.
"Well me thinks that we should sneak into his house and take all of his uniforms and leave him with pirates clothes so he has to wear them. What do you think?"
"Won't he just borrow clothes from one of officers?"
"Exactly, what, oh no! That didn't cross my mind. Hmm...well he'll have to wear the clothes from his house to office down at the docks."
"Won't he just send a messenger?"
"Will you so kindly stop that? You know is getting rather annoying. I have to give it more thought now. So much fer tha' idea."
Vicky yawned and her eyelids were getting quite heavy. She looked around and noticed that they were only a quarter mile away from the Commodores front door. "Jack lets go back, I'm...I'm getting really tired, and...and I want to sleep."
Jack swept her off her feet and carried her to his friend Will's blacksmith shop. He set her down when he reached the front door and kept one arm around her waist to keep her from falling over. Vicky was practically asleep. She couldn't force her eyes open. She could just barely her the creaks of the door opening.
"Come on lass, we're her'," he said lifting her up again. He walked through the shop and headed for the loft. When he got to the stairs he shifted Vicky so that she was over his shoulder and started climbing. He set her down on a makeshift bed that Will kept for Jack whenever he needed a place to stay. Jack tucked her in and headed downstairs to lock the door. He then found a pile of hay and tossed his hat aside and fell back on it. "Goodnight luv," he whispered before falling asleep.
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Vicky shifted onto her side and frowned. She had woken up to hammering and wasn't too happy. She slowly opened her eyes. 'I can barely remember what happened last night. Last thing I remember was practically passing out in Jack's arms. Where is he by the way?' Vicky got up and shed the blanket. She stretched her arms out and yawned and walked over to the edge of the loft and leaned on the rail.
"Will can you stop tha' bloody racket?! You're going to wake me friend, Vicky, up!"
"Look Jack, I'm sorry but I need to work," replied Will walking over to barrel of water and dunking a newly forged blade in.
"Can't it wait a couple of bloody hours?"
Will frowned at his friend, "No, it can't." Jack scowled.
Vicky descended the stairs and walked up behind Jack. Will spotted her and was about to say something to Jack but Vicky put a finger to her lips so Will would keep quiet. She snuck up to Jack and was tapped his shoulder. Jack froze and turned his head towards Vicky. "Well good morning lass! How did ye sleep last night?"
"Like a sunken ship," she stepped around Jack and held out a hand to Will. "Hullo my name is Victoria, from the house of Malon, Vicky for short."
Will wiped a hand on his pants trying to get some smug off and shook her hand. "William Turner, Will for short."
"I've heard tales of your travels with Jack and the Black Pearl." Will chuckled. She turned to Jack and said, "Thank you for bringing me here last night when I would have just fallen asleep in the streets. I appreciate it." She turned back to Will, "and thank you for having this place open to Jack."
"Anything for a friend."
"Well I must get back to the Dragon's Inn. My friend might be wondering about my whereabouts."
"Ye want me to take ye back lass?"
"No, that won't be necessary. Thanks again." Vicky walked over to the door and stepped out into the sunlight. She took in a deep breathe of fresh air. 'Much better than the stuffy blacksmiths. How can he stand it? Oh well.' Vicky made her way back to Inn quickly. She was still in britches. She didn't change when Norrington had told her too. 'Norrington! Oh no. What if he called upon me this morning? Oh no,' she rolled her eyes upwards and groaned.
She snuck back into her room through the window and landed on the floor gracefully. She froze when she saw her room. Her bed was unmade and off the frame. The pillows were torn to shreds. The small table and chairs were knocked over and broken. Her bags were torn and her clothes were shredded. The small vase with flowers on the nightstand was shattered and the mirror was broken. "What in the blazes happened here?" She shrieked and jump back when she noticed carvings on the wall.
You have what I want Victoria. I'll find you and I won't rest until I have it.
She heard hurried steps coming down the hallway. "And, and, and I came to ask her if she wanted to get some breakfast together and I found this!" She recognized that voice. It was her friend Elise. The footsteps stopped in her room. Vicky could see three men in blue uniforms behind Elise and in front of Elise was the Commodore. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the destroyed room. His mouth was open and he couldn't say anything. He noticed movement off to his left side and jerked his head up. "Vicky?!"
Elise gasped and rushed to her and hugged her tightly and started crying. "I...I ...I thought you were dead or kidnapped!"
Vicky hugged Elise back and rubbed her back to try and calm her down. "I'm fine see? No cuts or scratches."
"I was just so worried Vicky!" Vicky continued to stroke Elise's back until she calmed down enough. Vicky led her out of the room and into hers. Elise laid on the bed and drifted into sleep. Vicky got up and turned to find the Commodore leaning in the doorway. He backed up to allow Vicky to close the door. Vicky sighed and leaned against it.
"Are you alright Victoria? Where were you when all of this happened?" he asked her quietly.
Vicky walked around him and back to her room. She wanted to know if the officers were still there. "I sent them back to the office," he said as if reading her mind.
"This has to be my uncles work. Something must have leaked out last night. They now know about the map, or will soon enough."
"That still doesn't explain where you were last night."
"Out"
"But where?"
"It's not important, I was out and that's all that matters. I would be in a worse situation if I wasn't. I can assure you though that I was in good hands and that there was no possible way that I told anyone about the letter or anything."
"Where is the letter?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"As a matter of fact I do."
Vicky shook her head and reached into the front of her shirt and pulled it out. As soon as Norrington saw where hand was going he turned around abruptly and started blushing. "Its alright James, you can turn around. Someone must have been at your house listening through the doors or somewhere in the library."
"No one is allowed in there. I'll have to go home and question my staff. What are you going to do?"
"Me? Well I plan on staying with Elise until she's together again. Until this," she motioned her hands around the room, "is settled, I just have to keep hidden and I know exactly where and I can't tell you."
"Who not?" he said raising an eyebrow.
"Because I don't want those that I will be hidden with get into any danger."
"Good reason, but-"
"No buts, I won't risk it."
"Very well. I would have offered my home to you to stay in but seeing as there might be a potential killer there I won't allow it. I should be going now, the governors are probably waiting. Do you want me to send an officer to escort you around? Where and when should I call upon you if need be?-"
"No because I will stick out like a sore thumb and if you need me I'll know."
Norrington looked confused, "But how?"
"Oh I have my ways," she answered back grinning. "Now go or you'll be late."
Norrington was about to step out into the hallway but stopped turned around and in two stride was face to face with Victoria. He grabbed her shoulders and crushed his lips onto hers. Vicky was stunned and before she knew what was happening Norrington was already out the door.
Vicky crossed her arms and rubbed then. 'Now what so I do? Well clean up obiviously.' She bent down and straightened the table and chairs. 'Why did he do that? What...what's going on?
"Excuse me miss?" asked a timid voice from the doorway.
"Huh?...oh I'm sorry, I got lost in my thoughts."
"That's alright. I'll take care of the mess. The Commodore stopped by the front desk and paid for the damages and asked us to come up her and clean the room up."
"I can help if you-"
"No don't worry miss I'll take care of it."
"I don't have anything to do so I might as well make myself useful."
"But miss...I-"
"Now you don't worry about it. Lets just get some cleaning supplies shall we?"
"Uh, yes I suppose so." With that they headed downstairs and grabbed supplies. The room was cleaned up and fixed within two hours. The maid went to fetch a carpenter that was able to fix the furniture and wall. After their work was done, Vicky left and went to check up on Elise. She found her sleeping peacefully. She pulled up a chair and held her left hand waiting for her to wake up.
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Please accept my apologies for taking so long. I got a writers block and been busy. Please R&R and dismiss any spelling or grammatical errors. I wanted to get this next chapter out and fast.
Vicki groaned knowing that Jack was right outside. Oh how she wished she could just sleep. She remained laying on her bed and just turned her head and watched Jack flail his arms around trying to get her attention. She continued giving him a blank look. Jack was standing on a narrow edge and was starting to lose his balance. While he was wobbling he made some funny express that had Vicki laughing. She pushed herself up off the bed and jogged to the window to open it. Jack almost fell backwards if she hadn't caught his arm.
"Ye took yer time lass," he said giving a sigh of relief. He managed to pull himself in and ended up on the ground looking up at Vicki. "Can't complain about the view though."
Vicki just rolled her eyes and helped him up. "So lass how was your first day in Port Royale?"
"Long."
"Wha's wrong?"
"I don't want to talk about it if you don't mind Jack."
"Sure thing Victoria."
"Call me Vicky."
"Well then, Vicky, let me take ye around for a midnight stroll. Wha' do ye say to tha'?"
Vicky paused for a moment and then answered, "Sure. Its not like I'm going to sleep anytime soon."
"Why do ye say tha'lass?" asked Jack, his face full of concern.
"Hmm? Oh its nothing but rubbish that I have to deal with." Jack sent a quizzical look and just shrugged his shoulders. "So...lets get a move on." Jack climbed through the window and offered Vicky his hand, which she accepted. They walked around the rooftops careful not let any loose tiles come shattering down onto the street. Jack found a tent that was still pitched up outside and slide down and jumped seven feet (like Aladdin) and Vicky followed him. They walked down the streets together arm in arm.
Jack looked over to Vicky and asked, "So wha' do ye think?"
"Hmmm, about what? Oh! I'm sorry I blanked out for a while."
Jack sent her a hurtful look and said, "Are ye sure ye don't want to talk about wha's on yer mind lass?"
"Yes quite sure. What were talking about?"
"I was sayin how we should drop in on the Commodore, and-"
"You must be joking."
"Not quite, you see we can-"
"Jack, its sounds like fun in all but...umm...what did you have in mind?" Vicky didn't want to disappoint Jack. 'He's probably been planning it all day. I don't want to seem rude, but I am so tired. As least I'll sleep well after this...I hope so,' she thought.
"Well me thinks that we should sneak into his house and take all of his uniforms and leave him with pirates clothes so he has to wear them. What do you think?"
"Won't he just borrow clothes from one of officers?"
"Exactly, what, oh no! That didn't cross my mind. Hmm...well he'll have to wear the clothes from his house to office down at the docks."
"Won't he just send a messenger?"
"Will you so kindly stop that? You know is getting rather annoying. I have to give it more thought now. So much fer tha' idea."
Vicky yawned and her eyelids were getting quite heavy. She looked around and noticed that they were only a quarter mile away from the Commodores front door. "Jack lets go back, I'm...I'm getting really tired, and...and I want to sleep."
Jack swept her off her feet and carried her to his friend Will's blacksmith shop. He set her down when he reached the front door and kept one arm around her waist to keep her from falling over. Vicky was practically asleep. She couldn't force her eyes open. She could just barely her the creaks of the door opening.
"Come on lass, we're her'," he said lifting her up again. He walked through the shop and headed for the loft. When he got to the stairs he shifted Vicky so that she was over his shoulder and started climbing. He set her down on a makeshift bed that Will kept for Jack whenever he needed a place to stay. Jack tucked her in and headed downstairs to lock the door. He then found a pile of hay and tossed his hat aside and fell back on it. "Goodnight luv," he whispered before falling asleep.
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Vicky shifted onto her side and frowned. She had woken up to hammering and wasn't too happy. She slowly opened her eyes. 'I can barely remember what happened last night. Last thing I remember was practically passing out in Jack's arms. Where is he by the way?' Vicky got up and shed the blanket. She stretched her arms out and yawned and walked over to the edge of the loft and leaned on the rail.
"Will can you stop tha' bloody racket?! You're going to wake me friend, Vicky, up!"
"Look Jack, I'm sorry but I need to work," replied Will walking over to barrel of water and dunking a newly forged blade in.
"Can't it wait a couple of bloody hours?"
Will frowned at his friend, "No, it can't." Jack scowled.
Vicky descended the stairs and walked up behind Jack. Will spotted her and was about to say something to Jack but Vicky put a finger to her lips so Will would keep quiet. She snuck up to Jack and was tapped his shoulder. Jack froze and turned his head towards Vicky. "Well good morning lass! How did ye sleep last night?"
"Like a sunken ship," she stepped around Jack and held out a hand to Will. "Hullo my name is Victoria, from the house of Malon, Vicky for short."
Will wiped a hand on his pants trying to get some smug off and shook her hand. "William Turner, Will for short."
"I've heard tales of your travels with Jack and the Black Pearl." Will chuckled. She turned to Jack and said, "Thank you for bringing me here last night when I would have just fallen asleep in the streets. I appreciate it." She turned back to Will, "and thank you for having this place open to Jack."
"Anything for a friend."
"Well I must get back to the Dragon's Inn. My friend might be wondering about my whereabouts."
"Ye want me to take ye back lass?"
"No, that won't be necessary. Thanks again." Vicky walked over to the door and stepped out into the sunlight. She took in a deep breathe of fresh air. 'Much better than the stuffy blacksmiths. How can he stand it? Oh well.' Vicky made her way back to Inn quickly. She was still in britches. She didn't change when Norrington had told her too. 'Norrington! Oh no. What if he called upon me this morning? Oh no,' she rolled her eyes upwards and groaned.
She snuck back into her room through the window and landed on the floor gracefully. She froze when she saw her room. Her bed was unmade and off the frame. The pillows were torn to shreds. The small table and chairs were knocked over and broken. Her bags were torn and her clothes were shredded. The small vase with flowers on the nightstand was shattered and the mirror was broken. "What in the blazes happened here?" She shrieked and jump back when she noticed carvings on the wall.
You have what I want Victoria. I'll find you and I won't rest until I have it.
She heard hurried steps coming down the hallway. "And, and, and I came to ask her if she wanted to get some breakfast together and I found this!" She recognized that voice. It was her friend Elise. The footsteps stopped in her room. Vicky could see three men in blue uniforms behind Elise and in front of Elise was the Commodore. He stopped in his tracks and looked at the destroyed room. His mouth was open and he couldn't say anything. He noticed movement off to his left side and jerked his head up. "Vicky?!"
Elise gasped and rushed to her and hugged her tightly and started crying. "I...I ...I thought you were dead or kidnapped!"
Vicky hugged Elise back and rubbed her back to try and calm her down. "I'm fine see? No cuts or scratches."
"I was just so worried Vicky!" Vicky continued to stroke Elise's back until she calmed down enough. Vicky led her out of the room and into hers. Elise laid on the bed and drifted into sleep. Vicky got up and turned to find the Commodore leaning in the doorway. He backed up to allow Vicky to close the door. Vicky sighed and leaned against it.
"Are you alright Victoria? Where were you when all of this happened?" he asked her quietly.
Vicky walked around him and back to her room. She wanted to know if the officers were still there. "I sent them back to the office," he said as if reading her mind.
"This has to be my uncles work. Something must have leaked out last night. They now know about the map, or will soon enough."
"That still doesn't explain where you were last night."
"Out"
"But where?"
"It's not important, I was out and that's all that matters. I would be in a worse situation if I wasn't. I can assure you though that I was in good hands and that there was no possible way that I told anyone about the letter or anything."
"Where is the letter?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
"As a matter of fact I do."
Vicky shook her head and reached into the front of her shirt and pulled it out. As soon as Norrington saw where hand was going he turned around abruptly and started blushing. "Its alright James, you can turn around. Someone must have been at your house listening through the doors or somewhere in the library."
"No one is allowed in there. I'll have to go home and question my staff. What are you going to do?"
"Me? Well I plan on staying with Elise until she's together again. Until this," she motioned her hands around the room, "is settled, I just have to keep hidden and I know exactly where and I can't tell you."
"Who not?" he said raising an eyebrow.
"Because I don't want those that I will be hidden with get into any danger."
"Good reason, but-"
"No buts, I won't risk it."
"Very well. I would have offered my home to you to stay in but seeing as there might be a potential killer there I won't allow it. I should be going now, the governors are probably waiting. Do you want me to send an officer to escort you around? Where and when should I call upon you if need be?-"
"No because I will stick out like a sore thumb and if you need me I'll know."
Norrington looked confused, "But how?"
"Oh I have my ways," she answered back grinning. "Now go or you'll be late."
Norrington was about to step out into the hallway but stopped turned around and in two stride was face to face with Victoria. He grabbed her shoulders and crushed his lips onto hers. Vicky was stunned and before she knew what was happening Norrington was already out the door.
Vicky crossed her arms and rubbed then. 'Now what so I do? Well clean up obiviously.' She bent down and straightened the table and chairs. 'Why did he do that? What...what's going on?
"Excuse me miss?" asked a timid voice from the doorway.
"Huh?...oh I'm sorry, I got lost in my thoughts."
"That's alright. I'll take care of the mess. The Commodore stopped by the front desk and paid for the damages and asked us to come up her and clean the room up."
"I can help if you-"
"No don't worry miss I'll take care of it."
"I don't have anything to do so I might as well make myself useful."
"But miss...I-"
"Now you don't worry about it. Lets just get some cleaning supplies shall we?"
"Uh, yes I suppose so." With that they headed downstairs and grabbed supplies. The room was cleaned up and fixed within two hours. The maid went to fetch a carpenter that was able to fix the furniture and wall. After their work was done, Vicky left and went to check up on Elise. She found her sleeping peacefully. She pulled up a chair and held her left hand waiting for her to wake up.
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Please accept my apologies for taking so long. I got a writers block and been busy. Please R&R and dismiss any spelling or grammatical errors. I wanted to get this next chapter out and fast.