Title: Send Her My Love Title: Send Her My Love
Pairings: JS/OC, WT/ES
Overview: The Infamous Captain Jack Sparrow has had interesting acquaintances and activities in the past. This story is of a chain of many events that have gone awry, and come back to haunt him.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of it.
A/N: Yays! Reviews! –dances happily- Thank you all for reviewing! I'm glad you're enjoying this.
To Karribean and Sirenne Claire, thank you so much for your supportive words. I'm really happy that you like it so much.
To Isabella, after our discussion, I will be making sure to change that stupid grammar around. –grumbles- I hate grammar. In addition, thanks for the cookie –grins- and I'm really glad you like it. You're good to bounce ideas off of, so, yeah, keep being around. Good luck with this week's chaos! Let me know if I can help in any way. Oh, I shall be checking out your strawberry thing, and my offer still stands.
To HeavenlyKitten, thank you for your kind words. I'm glad I've reminded you how awesome Jack really is, and I shall be posting as much as I can, or else my muse will indeed eat me. Stupid muse. I am in fear of it.
As for news regarding this story, we are officially at the half way point. Chapter ten will be where the story arc really starts going. Chapter nine is the last of the chapters where I discuss the experiences of Jack and Payton aboard the Pearl before Jack left Payton in Tortuga (translation – before this story). I will be reserving the remainder for the second story, to lighten it up a bit. The first nine chapters were really an introduction to the characters, and their interactions. (Scary, huh? Took me nine chapters to make an intro. Nine chapters, and 21873 words.) From here on out, expect cliffies, death, chaos, and destruction. I'm going to get really into this one up to the end. However, once this fic is over, I may not immediately be starting the next one. I do have a feeling that people will be asking me to though.
Isabella mentioned that I should go hide so that people don't kill me. Yes, she knows the end of the story. I've bounced it off quite a few people, and they think it's quite good, so, it will end the way I have written it.
Enough delay! To Chapter Ten!
Chapter Ten: A Darkened Sky
Where we watch our favourite pirates travel south to expose the mystery of the Caves of Gold, and a storm appears on the horizon as winter tightens it's grasp.
The two of them had managed to return to the camp grounds, most of the crew was lazing in the sun, a few were fighting, and even more than that were playing some sort of gambling game. Given her experiences with luck, Payton didn't want to get involved with anything like that. Payton picked up the few things she had brought with her from the ship, and moved back to stand with Jack.
"Ye ready ta go luv?"
"Aye Captain."
Jack steered her away from the rest of the crew, taking her down a barely visible side path. Trusting him, she followed as he led her through some rather dense foliage toward whatever place he was planning on taking her. It didn't take too long to get there. A few moments into the brush, Payton found that she could no longer hear the voices of the crew, and when she looked behind her, she found she could not recognize the path she came from.
You know, if he wanted to kill me, it would be relatively easy to do so here…
A chill ran down her spine, and she walked faster to catch up with Jack. She decided that it would be better not the think of such things, because it would only distract her and leave her weak. On that note, Payton walked into the back of Jack, and fell over backwards.
He turned around to look at her rather dazed and disgruntled form sprawled on the ground. "Summat the matter luv?" He almost heard a growl coming from her as she stood up, dusting dirt off of her clothes. He chuckled at her antics.
"Come luv, we're here."
She walked to stand beside him, and found that Jack had provided exactly what he promised. A short waterfall was pouring into clear pool, trees and flowers surround it. It was nothing short of beautiful. Lush, cool grass grew on the banks around the small pond and the stream which flowed away from it.
"What do you think luv?" He tone was casual, and his face impassive, but his posture showed that he was anxious.
She looked around the clearing, slowly walking forward to touch the branches of the trees. "I love it Jack, it's beautiful! How did you know about it?"
"We stopped on this island before luv. Quick expedition, an' we found this here place. I sent a few lads to refill water, and shortly after we left. I didn't expect ta be back here again though. Tis a lucky occurrence, aye?"
Payton smiled at him. "Aye, that it is Jack." She walked to the water, and dropped her clothes on the bank beside her. Leaning over, she ran her hand through the water. "It's warm." She was surprised.
"Aye, the sun heats it nicely from above. I trust that ye'll be wantin' for me ta leave while you shower luv?" He gave a look that said he'd rather stay.
"Aye Captain, if you don't mind."
He sighed. "Fine then Payton. I'll be waitin' fer you on the path."
She smiled and nodded at his retreating back. "Thank you Jack." His response was nothing more than a wave of his hand. Payton wasted no time in removing the clothing from her body.
About a half-hour later, Jack heard the crunching of boots on the path, from the direction of the clearing. He stood up from the rock he had been using as a seat, and walked back toward the noise. The captain had wondered why he did not decide to spy on the female who had taken over his cabin, but he chalked his reluctance to doing so merely because he had to live with her, she made his food, and it was easier not to endure her wrath.
She was very wrathful when she needed to be. Almost frightening.
Payton came around the bend in the trail, and saw Jack waiting for her. He tipped his hat to her, and she smiled in return, tossing her loose wet hair over her shoulder. She had left her hat on Jack's ship, in the cabin, as she felt she wouldn't need it. In addition, she had managed to get Anamaria to lend her a bandanna, which was currently resting on her head.
"Did ye enjoy yer swim luv?" He asked as he draped an arm around her shoulders.
"Indeed I did Captain." She gave him a piercing look, which told him, as he had feared, that had he spied, he could say goodbye to ever having children.
He decided that changing the subject of the conversation would be in his best interests at this moment in time. "We'll be headin' back ta the Pearl tomorrow luv."
She nodded. "Where are we off to next Captain?"
He paused, seeming to consider this. Their footsteps were taking them closer towards the camp. "I heard a rumour once, a legend, of a cave." Payton listened intently as the Captain launched into his story. "An ancient civilization of blood thirsty heathens hoarded treasures untold in their empire, hidden somewhere in South America. Constantly at war, they were only sated by looting, raping and burning down the smaller villages around them. Whatever they could find was placed in their sacred temple which they had built in the depths of the earth. They used catacombs to guard it, hiding most of their civilization away from their enemies. Decades passed, with no sign of them. No one knew what had become of them, or their treasure."
At this point in time, Payton was so taken by the story that she had not as of yet noticed that Jack's hand had been slowly moving it's way southward down her back. It was currently resting just above her tailbone.
"Were there no records left of them?" Asked the oblivious Payton.
His hand moved lower, gently brushing over her butt. She stiffened slightly, but when the feeling disappeared, she relaxed again.
"Not as far as I've heard luv, an' I've know of this story fer a while." His hand brushed over the back of her pants again, eliciting another spasm from Payton as she stiffened to move away from the feeling. When it desisted, she relaxed, but seemed a bit more suspicious.
Jack grinned, and grew more bold, this time he gently squeezed her right cheek. A shriek, and then a glare to the front of her. He saw a reddish blush on her face, and didn't have time to duck as a hand reached across to slap him across the face. With a loud growl, Payton huffed off, stomping down the path.
Massaging his cheek, he smirked.
It had been worth it.
Jack did not foresee the consequences of this though. Payton was very annoyed at him. He could understand that she felt that he had perhaps taken advantage of her, but when he had done so to women in the past, they got over this emotion rather quickly – in fact, almost as soon as he received the slap. He would have to admit she had a relatively strong slap, which was probably from the training he had her do.
As he had discovered before, Payton was not like other women. She held onto her anger toward him until the morning of the next day.
It was not as if he didn't try to talk to her. He tried on several occasions. However, she would either remove herself from his presence, or tell him to leave her alone. After the fourth or fifth time this had happened, he decided that it might be better if he went to sleep by his onesies. He had offered to keep her warm in the night, and had received a kick to the shin before she walked off. He had tried to make amends, saying that he hadn't meant it in that way, but it was no use.
She was most a stubborn female.
He didn't sleep very well that night, and had woken early the next day. Payton was still asleep under the tree where she had slept the night before. As the sun rose, she stirred. Very few of the crewmembers were up at this point, most still sleeping off a drunken stupor on the sand. She stood up, and stretched out. Jack was nearby, looking out at the Pearl.
Surprising even herself, she walked over to him.
"Good morning Captain."
Jack looked at her through the corner of his eyes. "Good mornin' luv. So yer talkin' ta me again?"
"For now. Don't get used to it." It almost sounded like a threat.
"Any reason yer so annoyed with me luv?" He tried to make that sound casual, but it still had a rather accusing tone to it.
She wasn't bothered by it. "You know exactly why I am annoyed with ye Sparrow."
"Don't kid yerself luv, I know ye enjoyed it." He gave her a pointed to look, daring her to deny it.
The glare she sent him was menacing to say the least. "Listen Sparrow, just because you're the Captain on this ship doesn't mean I have to agree with you."
"Aye, but ye didn't deny that ye enjoyed it." He wasn't quite sure what made him say that, only sure that Payton would probably kill him now.
Her glare would be enough to make a more feeble man run in terror, and possibly even make some of the more courageous question their motives. "You know, Captain, we are running relatively low in meat in the galley. Perhaps I ought to have someone cut you up and put you in tonight's stew, aye?"
He cringed nervously. "Uh, no, no, that's fine luv. I'll find ye some other victuals." He breathed a sigh of relief as she nodded and walked off.
Mr. Gibbs walked over to his captain. "Capt'n? What was that about?"
Jack paused for a moment. "She was annoyed with me."
"Aye Capt'n, that much was obvious. But 'bout what?"
Jack paused for a few moments, his hand resting on his goatee. "Mister Gibbs… is it really any question why females are mad at me?"
"Well in this case – "
"I thought not. Now, prepare the longboat ta go back ta the Pearl."
"Aye Capt'n!"
By mid-afternoon, the Black Pearl was headed further south, skirting the northern most coast of South America. Payton was completely ensconced below deck in the galley – the pirates who were aboard the ship while the rest of the crew was on the island had no conception of how to clean things, so she had a rather large task ahead of her. Not as if she minded. It took her mind off the pirate captain who continually gained her ire. At this moment in time, Payton was rather viciously attacking a metal pot covered in what she hoped was porridge with a wooden scrubbing brush. The entire time she had been grumbling and muttering under her breath about the individual who had incurred her wrath. The brush broke from the amount of force she was excerpting on it, and she shrieked in anger.
Jack heard her yell from the helm, and sighed. He gestured for Ana to go see what was bothering the galley mistress.
This day is getting worse and worse every time I turn around.
Hearing the footsteps coming down the stairs to the galley, Payton expected Jack. She turned to the door, prepared to shout at the pirate, and was pleasantly surprised to see Anamaria there instead.
"Ana!" A smile crossed her face.
"Expecting Jack?" the female pirate smirked.
Payton's expression darkened. "Aye. Bloody bastard…"
Anamaria laughed. "Alright, what did the idiot do this time?"
Payton wasted no time in recounting the events of the previous afternoon up to this morning. Take a deep breath, she paused, and looked at Ana's expression.
Anamaria burst out laughing. "Oh God Payton, that is hilarious!"
"How so?" Payton asked, slightly offended.
"Well, firstly, I'm surprised that our good Capt'n hasn't tried somethin' to that extent earlier. An', secondly, what ye said ta him? That was perfect, simply perfect! I was wonderin' why he didn't simply come down here, but it's obvious now. He's afraid that ye'll carry out yer threat!"
At that announcement, Payton started laughing too. "He actually thought I was serious?!"
Ana grinned. "Seems like it."
"Ohhh… that fool. He'll probably be worried that I'll be poisoning his food too." She stood up with a smile. "Perhaps I should talk to him?"
Ana stood up too. "Nah, let him suffer for a bit."
Payton giggled. "Thanks Ana."
"No problem Payton. I hafta go back ta work, but I'll be down fer dinner."
Payton waved her friend away. "See you then!" After seeing that Anamaria was gone, Payton turned back to her task. "Well, this will never do. There's got to be another scrubber thing somewhere…" At that, she began to search through the drawers and cupboards around the galley.
On deck, Jack looked at Anamaria as she came up from the galley, a huge grin on her face. She calmly walked to Jack, and said, "Payton's fine, was just a bit annoyed with you. I never thought ye'd be frightened by a slip of a girl though Jack…"
"I'm not. I have ta stay at the wheel. There's clouds in the distance." He pointed ahead of the ship. Anamaria turned to look, and scoffed.
"At least an hour away." With that, she returned to her appointed task, leave a fuming Jack at the helm.
Less than a half an hour later, an irate Jack informed Mr. Cotton to take the wheel, and he disappeared below deck.
Payton looked up from what she was cleaning (having already finished the pot with the porridge stains) to see an annoyed Jack far too close to her. A slight yelp, and she backed away from him – directly into a wall. "J-j-jack?" She managed to stutter out, completely shocked in his change of personality.
He glared at her, menacingly. He placed hands on the wall on either side of her head, preventing her from getting away. He looked at her, his gaze boring into her soul, making her feel uneasy.
And then he kissed her. It was forceful, and quick, done before she realized what had just taken place. When she did know what had happened, she was alone. She raised a hand, and gently brushed it over her lips.
I'm going to kill him.
By the time she had gathered her wits enough to leave the galley and head up the stairs, there was chaos on deck. The wind had picked up tremendously, and waves were causing the ship to rock more than it usually did.
Payton carefully made her way to the helm, dodging around crewmembers and loose objects alike. "Captain!"
He looked over at her for a second before fixing his eyes ahead again. "Aye luv?" They both had to shout to hear the other above the wind.
She moved closer to him. "What's happening?"
"A storm luv, a nasty one at that! Go below and batten down the hatches. Make sure the hold is secure!"
"Aye Captain!" She quickly disappeared below deck. Jack kept his eyes on the swiftly darkening sky ahead of him. This was going to be some storm.
Review please! –waves bag of cookies enticingly-
As another note down here, I'll mention that I have set up the second story in this series to completion! I'm eager to start work on it, so expect postage to happen fairly quickly.