A PIRATES TREASURE

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A Pirates Treasure

Chapter 2

Jack quickly stood, tipping the doxy on his lap to the floor. Ignoring her enraged shriek, he stepped over her prone body and stood before Elizabeth, a wide grin on his face and his arms outstretched towards her.

"Lizzie…" he managed, before her palm connected with his jaw with a resounding slap, spinning his head away from her suddenly furious face. Rubbing his jaw, he looked back at her, the grin replaced by a look of puzzlement.

"What…?"

SLAP!!! Once more her open palm found its mark; with all of the force she could muster, this time managing to turn his whole body away from her. Jack paused for a moment to allow his senses to gain their proper order. Hesitantly, he turned back to her, his hands outstretched like a shield, careful to keep some distance between them.

"Disappeared!" Elizabeth hissed at him, "Upped and left me here, by myself and never a word, much less a visit!"

Jack grimaced, his eyes narrowing. "Had I thought the welcome w'd be this gushing I might 'ave made me way here sooner! Yer not givin' me much motivation, luv."

"Motivation? If you need motivating Jack, then maybe you're not the man I thought you were!" Elizabeth, glanced behind Jack to the dishevelled strumpet struggling to her feet. "It's obvious from the company you keep that you're not!"

She turned swiftly on her heel and strode from the tavern, leaving Jack to deal with the whistles and cat calls from his crew. Thrusting some coins into his 'companions' hand, he quickly followed Elizabeth outside and looked around for her, whilst ignoring the calls, whistles and laughter from within.

Across the narrow, crowded thoroughfare, a beggar looked up at him, showed a toothless grin and pointed up the street away from the port area. Jack tossed him a coin and took off after Elizabeth, while trying to make some sense out of what had just occurred. So, he thought, a wry grin on his face, she missed me that much did she?

A few moments later, he saw her fighting her way through a group of very drunk seamen, who had obviously been on a tour of the towns' taverns. One of them had his arm around her waist, and, from the look on her face, was suggesting that they might go somewhere quieter. He quickly walked over.

"The lady's w'th me, gents."

"Yer get yer own wench! M' saw 'er first an' I ain't givin' this lit'le be'ut up fer no'ne!" the drunk slurred, tightening his hold on Elizabeth and pressing his face into her neck.

Jack's hand immediately rested on the hilt of his sword and he bit each word out. "I said, the lady's w'th me, gents, savvy?"

One look at Jack and the man's companions, although worse for wear, realised that he meant it, saw the steel glint in his eyes and the fighting stance of his body. They quickly encouraged their friend to leave Elizabeth alone, after all, there were plenty of strumpets in the port they wouldn't have to fight over. Reluctantly, the man released her, moaning about his luck, and what he'd like to do to people who stole other peoples women, he staggered away with his cohorts.

Jack reached out and gently turned Elizabeth toward him. "Are ye alright, luv?" he asked gently, suddenly realising with a jolt just what she had been facing every day.

"I'm fine, Jack. I normally avoid groups of men in the street, but I wasn't concentrating. My mind was elsewhere."

Jack searched her face and realised just how shaken she was. "An' what, young missy, were ye thinkin' of rather than stayin' out o' harms way?"

Elizabeth raised her head and, taking a deep breath, looked him straight in the eyes. "You, Jack. I was thinking about you! About how much I'd been missing you and how little you, quite obviously, had missed me!"

Jack felt as if she had punched him in the stomach. He had thought of her, too often for comfort, but, knowing that she was married to the whelp, Will Turner, and had made the decision to waste her life waiting for him, he had tried, unsuccessfully, to put her out of his mind. It wasn't coincidence that he and his crew were in the Pig and Trotter that night…their first night back in port since Elizabeth had left. He wanted…no…needed to see her. Needed to make sure that she was alright, had been well provided for and was happy.

Now, it was quite obvious that something had gone badly wrong.

"Lizzie, darlin. We need t' talk. Is there anywhere we can go?"

Elizabeth nodded and, without saying a word, led the way down a side street to her house. As she busied herself unlocking the door, Jack looked up at the house and was impressed with her choice of lodging. She opened the door wide and stepped inside, Jack following her.

Once inside, he looked around. The décor was tasteful and the house was as clean as a new pin. Obviously, she had a good Landlady. Elizabeth went through a door and into the lounge. Jack followed, his eyes scanning the furnishings.

"Sit down, Jack." she said, moving to a desk by the window and pouring two glasses of rum. She handed him one and sat opposite him, sipping at her drink. "Well," she said, "Does it meet with your approval?"

"'Tis lovely, Lizzie. Ye must have the best Landlady in town, luv."

She laughed. A melodic sound in the quietness of the house. "Landlady?" she asked. "You think I have a Landlady?" She giggled some more. "Oh, Jack! I don't have a Landlady. The house is mine."

Jack was shocked. A property of this size would have cost a pretty penny to purchase. How on earth…?

Elizabeth quickly explained. "Your Father, Jack. As Keeper Of The Code, he had to make sure that I could live as would be expected. I am the Pirate King after all. Before we left Shipwreck Cove, he made sure that I had some money. He knew that the future was uncertain. Don't worry. I, at least, have one person looking out for me!"

Jack scowled. Damn his bloody Father! It was typical that he had been shown up by him. He tossed his drink back in one gulp and held it out for a refill. If Teague Sparrow was paying for it, then he would drink his fill!

As Elizabeth refilled his glass, Jack asked, "So, if ye don't need t' money, why on earth are ye workin' in a run down tavern in Tortuga?"

Elizabeth smiled. "Because, Captain Sparrow, I had a need to find out what you were getting up to."

"Why?" asked Jack, perplexed.

"Because, as I said before, I was missing you."

"Why?"

"Oh, Jack. Don't you think this is getting a little repetitive?"

"Why? I mean…missin' me? Me? What 'bout dear William? Should ye not be missin' him?"

"Oh, I do, Jack, but not in the way you imagine. It wouldn't have worked out between us. We decided to remain friends. Our marriage was in name only, after all. It wasn't legal…and Will was adamant that I shouldn't waste my life waiting for him. I'm not saying that it was an easy decision but I've come to see that there was someone else in my life who meant the world to me."

"Oh!" was all that Jack could manage. He held his glass out hopefully. Elizabeth stood and quickly refilled it. He drank the contents before putting the empty glass down on a side table.

She turned away from him to replace the decanter on the desk.

Jack stood and, hardly daring to hope, turned her around to face him. Putting an arm around her waist, he slowly brought his other hand up to her face and trailed the backs of his fingers lightly down the curve of her jaw, causing her to catch her breath at the feeling it evoked. His lips came closer to hers. On a breathy whisper, he asked, "So, who was the other man in your life, luv?"

"Oh." she breathed against his lips, "He was a pirate called Captain Jack Sparrow!"

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