Protector

By: linalove He didn't have to help her but he did.He didn't have to protect her but he did.He also didn't have to fall in love with her but he did.What can Jack Sparrow do now? COMPLETE.

Status: ongoing

Published: 2009-01-09

Updated: 2009-06-30

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Chapters: 69

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Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11

Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapte r 27 Chapte r 28

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Chapte r 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 Chapter 61 Chapter 62 Chapter 63 Chapter 64

Chapter 65 Chapter 66 Chapter 67 Chapter 68 Last Chapter

Chapter 1

Okay, this is a story that came into my head a few days earlier. It's my first long Pirates of the Caribbean story, so go easy on me, okay? This takes place after At World's End with the difference that Jack still has the Pearl. It's a Jack/OC story. Okay, here we go!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean! I wish I owned Jack

though…

Protector Chapter 1 Screams. Loud female screams broke the silence of the calm, cool Caribbean night. A young woman, no older than nineteen years old was running behind the men of the British Royal Navy as they dragged away the one single person that ever mattered to her. Tears were streaming down her face as she followed them out of her small house while she pleaded them to stop.

"Please no! Please let him go!" the young woman pleaded as she caught the sleeve of one of the men that were dragging her father away from her. Her father looked at her with a warm, tired smile on his face as he was being taken away from his daughter. She locked

eyes with him and smiled through her tears.

"It's okay,Lizzie… shh…" he father said to her gently before one of the men pushed him forcefully forward. She clutched the fabric of the man's sleeve tighter and tried to make them stop.

"Please, he's sick! How can he possibly be a threat to you?" she asked desperately but the man just roughly pushed her to the ground, making her release her grip on him.

"Shut it, you foolish girl! Your father has broken the law many times but finally he will pay for his sins." The soldier said to her as he turned away, leaving her lying on the dirt of the road.

"What are you going to do to him?!" she screamed so loudly that the man stopped

again.

"Why, my dear? Hang him of course. He's a pirate!" the man spat at her and she cried even harder.

"Not anymore he's not… he's dying… please just…" she pleaded him but he just laughed cruelly at her.

"Well, another reason for me to put him out of his misery then." He said and walked away from her, leaving her staring after her father's retreating form, watching as he was being dragged away from her, forever. She stared after them until they were completely out of sight. She looked down at her lap with tears still running down her cheeks before burying her face in her hands as she started weeping uncontrollably.

"God… what am I going to do?" she whispered as she looked up at the clean

sky, desperation and fear written all over her features.

After what seemed like an eternity she stood up with unsteady feet and with another last look at the now empty road turned around and walked inside the small house, closing the door behind her.

The Black Pearl was docking at Tortuga and its Captain looked at the island with a smirk on his face.

"Finally some rum…" he mumbled as he turned around only to come face to face with his first mate.

"Captain." Gibbs said with a nod.

"Gibbs… inform the crew that we'll be here for two days." Jack said to him as he looked around the ship. "Yes… supplies?" Gibbs asked him and Jack smirked.

"Among… other things." He said as he started walking towards the plank as the crew run around the ship. Gibbs followed him, rolling his eyes as they walked of the ship. The arrived at the dock and Jack started walking towards the Faithful Bride.

"Jack! Where are we heading after here?" Gibbs asked him and he almost collided with his captain's back as he suddenly stopped to take a look around the tavern.

"I don't know about that yet, Mister Gibbs. What I do know is that I need a drink." Jack mumbled as he started walking through the crowd of drunken people.

"Aha!" he exclaimed as he found a table to sit. He walked to it and sat down with Gibbs taking a seat on his left. Soon a barmaid walked to them and took their

order.

"Rum, luv. Lots of rum." Jack said to her with a wink and the woman nodded.

"Very warm night, Jack." Gibbs said as he wiped sweat from his brow with an old cloth he had in his pocket.

"You've no idea…" Jack mumbled as a woman passed by and smiled at him. He grinned back and patted his lap. The woman raised her eyebrows but came closer to him nonetheless.

"Need some company, Captain Sparrow?" the woman asked as she seated herself on his lap while Gibbs looked at them bored but his eyes lit up when the rum came.

"You know me, luv?" Jack asked her with a smirk as she came closer to him.

"Who doesn't?" she giggled and his

smirk widened as he took a swing of his rum. She leaned close to his neck and started kissing it while his arm snaked around her waist. At that moment the barmaid came to their table with a letter in her hand.

"You are Jack Sparrow?" she asked Jack who winked in response.

"The one and only." He said and he groaned when the woman on his lap found a particularly soft spot on his neck.

"This is for you." She said as she placed the letter in front of Jack. Jack narrowed his eyes and reached with his hand for the letter. He read the name in front of it and stared at it for what seemed like an eternity before opening the letter. His face got serious and when the woman in his arms started talking again about their night together he wasn't really listening or

interested anymore.

"Not now, luv." He said as he turned his attention back to the letter. The woman stood up and walked away from him, glaring daggers.

"From who is it, Jack?" Gibbs asked curiously.

"A… friend… a long, forgotten friend…" he mumbled as he started reading the obviously hastily written lines. During reading the letter Jack's face changed many times. From surprise to shock and then fear before turning completely serious again.

"Jack?" Gibbs asked, really worried.

"We have a heading Mister Gibbs." Jack said as he folded the letter and put it in his coat pocket.

"Heading?" Gibbs said, raising his

eyebrows.

"Aye, Jamaica." he said as he stood up and finished the rest of his rum in one gulp.

"Jamaica? What for?" Gibbs asked as he got up and followed his captain out of the tavern and back to the Pearl. "To save a damsel in distress, Gibbs." Jack smirked and Gibbs's eyes widened.

"A woman? On the ship?" Gibbs asked terrified.

"Yes." Jack said as he started walking quickly to the ship with Gibbs trying to keep up with him.

"But… what about supplies?" the older man asked and Jack turned around quickly to face him.

"Just bring rum. You will need it.

Especially with a woman aboard." He mumbled as he turned around and started walking again.

"But why do you have to go there?" Gibbs asked as they arrived at the ship.

"Because I owe it to her father." He

said as he entered his cabin. "Her

father? Who is her father Jack?" Gibbs

asked.

"Charles Abraham is her father, Gibbs." Jack said as he sat on his desk and put his face in his hands.

"Abraham? The same man that…?" Gibbs asked surprised.

"Aye, the same man that saved my butt several times when I was younger." He said as he opened his compass.

"But what happened?" his first mate asked confused.

"The man is dying… I don't know it's not clear… I need rum!" he said suddenly.

"You just had rum." Gibbs said.

"Yes… I need more…" he mumbled. Gibbs stood there staring at him until Jack looked up at him. "Well? What are you waiting for? Tell the crew that vacation is over!" he snapped as he started looking for a bottle.

"Right." Gibbs said as he quickly left the cabin.

"What have you put me into, Charles?" he mumbled as he finally found what he was looking for and sat back down. He opened the bottle and took a sip before leaning back on his chair. He closed his eyes and a smirk came to his face when

he remembered the last time he had seen his friend. His daughter had been around twelve when he had last seen her.

"Let's see what you've turned into, luv…" he whispered as he got up and left his cabin. As soon as he was out he started shouting orders to the slightly upset crew.

End of chapter 1 Author's note: Thank you for reading! Please review! Constructive criticism is always welcome! I'm sorry if it's short but the next one will be longer. :) Chapter 2

Hello everyone! This is the next chapter! I hope you like it!

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Pirates of the Caribbean!

Chapter 2

Lizzie was sitting at the small table of her house, staring at the letter her father had written her. She had read the letter many times, not believing that he was dead. She had visited him two days ago but not for long. He had quickly given her the letter and kissed her hand before the solders took her out of the cell. He had died later that night and they didn't have the change to kill him themselves like they wanted to. She looked around the old house and sighed before burying her face in her hands. She took the letter and

looked at it again.

"What do you mean, father? Who could possibly want to help me?" she muttered confused. As far as she knew her father hadn't had many friends; only a few and most of them were dead. There was a knock on her door and she stood up to open it as she wiped some tears from her cheeks. She opened the door and winced when she saw who it was.

"Yes, Mister Thomas?" she asked with a sigh.

"I heard your father was dead, missy." The man slurred drunkenly. He was her landlord.

"Yes…" she whispered and looked at the ground before looking at him again with tight lips. "Who is supposed to give me me money then?" he said to her on a low voice.

"Sir… I don't have money right now but…" she started but he rolled his eyes and cut her of.

"That's what your useless father said to me last month. You haven't paid the rent for two months!" he said to her as he slowly backed her towards the house. She looked at him fearfully before answering.

"I'll pay you, sir." She whispered and he smirked.

"Really? How?" he asked her as he looked around the house before looking at her again.

"As soon as I find work. You know my father provided for me but…" she started but he laughed at her.

"You? Find work? There is only one thing you could do and I'm sure you don't even

know how to do it!" he said as he looked her up and down suggestively while she swallowed hard at his words.

The Black Pearl arrived at Jamaica and Jack prepared to go ashore. He looked at the port in front of him and winced at the thought of the navy finding him walking around the island. He shook his head and sighed before walking away from the helm.

"Okay, gents! Listen up. I'll take the boat and go ashore. Mister Gibbs you are responsible until I'm back with the girl." He said looking at his first mate.

"You are really planning to bring her here? It's…" Gibbs started as he spoke in a low tone but Jack cut him of.

"… bad luck. Yes, I know. The poor girl is all alone and I have to keep me

promise to her father, Gibbs." Jack said as he put on his hat and headed for the boat. "What promise is that, Jack?" the man asked and Jack sighed before answering.

"I… promised on my last visit that I would take care of his daughter and help her if she ever needed help. Now she does and I plan on keeping me promise. Savvy?" he asked before getting into the boat.

"I thought we pirates do not keep our promises!" Gibbs said to him with a smirk as Jack started rowing away from the ship.

"So they say…" Jack mumbled as he looked towards the island again.

In a few minutes he arrived ashore and got out of the boat. He looked around with narrowed eyes before placing his

hand on his pistol as he started walking towards the small house of his old friend.

"Now… let's see if me memory serves me right… that way." He said to himself as he turned to his left. Soon he made it to the small house and stopped when he saw two people talking in the doorway. He squinted and tried to see who it was. He saw a young woman talking to a man.

"Lizzie…" he whispered with a smirk and then his eyes narrowed when he heard the man talking loudly to her and slowly backing her inside the house.

"Who is the old rat?" Jack said incredulously and decided to go closer to the doorway to listen.

"Sir, you are mistaken. I am not a whore." Lizzie said to the man who had just taken a few steps closer to her and was now

backing her to the wall.

"I know you are not… but don't you think it's time to pay me back for my kindness?" Thomas asked her. "Kindness? You are the last person who ever showed me or my father kindness." She spat in his face and he glared angrily at her.

"I want me money, missy. And if you don't have that you have something else that you can give me." He slurred and grabbed her neck in a tight grip as he pushed her against the wall of the house. His hand went to the hem of her old dress but a low voice stopped him from his actions.

"Now, now… is that a way of treating a lady?" the voice asked and Lizzie who had her eyes tightly closed from fear opened them and stared over Thomas's

shoulder at her rescuer. He was the most peculiar man she had ever laid eyes on and something was oddly familiar about him.

"Who are you and what you want?" Thomas spat as he turned around and brought Lizzie in front of his body with his hand tight around her while he took out a small knife and placed it near her neck.

"The real question is, is who are you and what are you doing?" Jack asked him as he pointed his pistol at him.

"None of your business, mister." Thomas spat and Lizzie trembled in his arms. She looked at Jack with pleading eyes and he stared back before looking at her captor again.

"What has the lass done to you, if I may ask?" Jack asked as he took a few steps

closer to them.

"She and her dead father own me money. She has to pay." Thomas said in a low voice.

Jack inhaled sharply when he heard that Charles was dead but he quickly covered it with a smirk.

"Well, I'll make you a deal then. Let her go and I'll give you the money." He said and Lizzie's eyes widened in shock. "Sir…" Lizzie started but Jack cut her of.

"Hush,luv. So, what do you say?" Jack asked the man who looked suspiciously at him.

"You will give me money? What is she to you?" Thomas asked and Lizzie stiffened in his arms.

"You want the bloody money or not? I

would have no problem shooting you, mate. I wouldn't miss. I swear." Jack said, getting angry.

Thomas looked at him and then at the girl in his arms before speaking again.

"I want the money first." He said to Jack.

"Put down the knife first." Jack said as he put out a small bag of coins and showed it to the man.

Thomas looked at the bag in the

pirate's hand and smirked. "Fine…"

he said as he put the knife away.

Jack grinned and threw him the coins but keeping the pistol pointed at him. The man grabbed them and roughly pushed Lizzie towards Jack who caught her in

his embrace as she stumbled on her feet.

"Easy, luv." He said to her as he looked down at her. Lizzie stared at him speechless before looking at her landlord again who was counting the money.

"If I were you I would start looking for a new tenant. The lass won't be staying here." Jack said to him and the man just laughed.

"Yeah, right…" he mumbled before walking out of the house with slightly unsteady feet. Lizzie looked at the door and then at Jack before moving out of his arms and releasing his shirt from the tight grip she had on it without even reLizziezing it. Jack looked at the young woman in front of him and put his pistol away. He looked

her up and down and smiled appreciatively at her before speaking.

"You're all grown up on me, luv." He said to her and she blinked.

"Excuse me but… who are you?' she asked him confused not thinking about his comment.

"You mean you don't know me? You don't remember me?" he asked her hurt.

"No… I don't… but thank you for what you did." She said softly as she looked at him.

"Oh well! I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, at your service me lady." He said with a slight bow and she cocked her head to the side.

"J… Jack Sparrow? My father's friend?The one he's told me about?" she asked as she walked closer and looked

him in the eyes.

"Aye, that'd be me." He said with a smirk.

"What are you doing here?" she asked him confused.

"If I'm not mistaken… this is your father's handwriting. Am I right?" he asked her as he took out the letter. She took the letter from his hand and looked at it before nodding.

"Yes… but what are you doing here?" she asked as she put her hair behind her ear.

"Your father asked me to come here for you. So, here I am." He said while making hand gestures.

"He asked you to come….for what purpose?" she asked him and he grinned. "To take you with me of course. That is if

you want to. You can read the letter for yourself, lass." He said when she saw suspicion in her blue eyes. She nodded and sat on a chair as she started reading the lines. Jack tapped his fingers on his pistol while looking around the small house with interest. His eyes finally turned to her again and he took his time to study her form. She was not what you would call gorgeous but she definitely was pretty. She had long wavy honey brown hair that reached her waist and light skin which was strange since she was leaving at the Caribbean. She was not very thin but curvy and Jack grinned to himself.

"Nice…' he mumbled and Lizzie

turned to look at him. "What?"

she asked him and he grinned.

"Nice… house!" he said lamely and she looked at him incredulously.

"Nice…? I don't think so, Captain." She said with a sigh as she stood up.

Remembers me title too… I like her… He thought to himself.

"So? Are you going to come with me?" Jack asked her and she looked at him with doubt.

"Why did you agree to help me?" she asked him and he shrugged.

"Your father was a good friend. I owe him. Besides, me ship needs a cook. Who is better at that than a woman, eh?" he said smirking and she put her hands on her hips.

"Hmm, I see… I will come… it's not like I have anything here anyway…" she whispered as she turned around and

took the letter from the table and gave it back to him.

"No, luv. Keep it. It was your father's." he said with a kind smile and she nodded her head. "Are you sure I won't be a bother?" she asked nervously and he nodded his head.

"Nah… Gibbs might be a pain in the ass for a while but… don't worry." He said smirking when she blushed at the word he used to describe his first mate.

"Okay, let's go." She said and he stopped her.

"You don't have any things to take with you?" he asked her, looking around.

"No, Captain. Just what I wear." She whispered and he nodded.

"No matter. We will buy you clothes

when we make port again." He said with a nod as he turned around to exit the house.

"That's okay…" she mumbled as she started walking out of the house with the piece of paper still in her hand.

"When did, Charles die?" he asked her after a while of walking.

"Two days ago… they didn't have the chance to hang him… he died alone late at night." She said as her eyes welled up with tears and Jack looked at her sadly before nodding his head.

"He was a good man, luv…" he said

softly and she smiled. "I know…"

she whispered and he pinched her

nose playfully. "Hey!" she said,

laughing.

"You used to like that when you were smaller." He said smirking at her.

"I did? I don't really remember you… I mean you seem familiar but… when I did last see you?" she asked him. "Um… seven years ago. Strange that you don't remember me." He said to her as they arrived at the boat.

"Yes…" she said as she got in. Jack took the oars and started rowing towards the Pearl again.

"That's your ship?" she asked and he grinned.

"Yep!" he said and she smiled.

"Beautiful…" she said softly and his grin widened.

And she loves me ship! I definitely

like her… He thought as he stared at her.

They arrived at the ship and Jack motioned her to climb up but she shook her head.

"I don't know how… you go first." She said and he laughed before climbing up. When he was up he looked at her.

"Come on. I'll help you." He said and she nodded her head. He helped her up and she looked around the ship only to find the crew staring at her. Jack turned around and narrowed his eyes at them.

"What are you looking at? Back to your stations. We are out of here!" he said loudly and the crew harried to their jobs.

"Mister Gibbs!" he called and the older

man came closer to them. "Aye,

Captain?" Gibbs asked looking at

Lizzie with suspicion.

"This is Lizzie. She's going to help you with the cooking. I expect you to treat her well and inform the crew too." Jack said as he looked at him.

"Aye." Gibbs said before walking away. "Come on, luv.I'll show you around." Jack said with a smile and Lizzie followed him, looking at the ship with wonder.

End of chapter 2 Author's note: Please review and tell me what you think! I really want to know your thoughts! If you review, I'll give you a cookie! :) Chapter 3

Hello again! Here's the new chapter! I hope you liked it! I want to thank my

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Pirates of the Caribbean!

Chapter 3

"And this, luv, is me ship! What you think?" Jack asked Lizzie as they arrived in front of his cabin after he showed her around the Pearl.

"It is very nice, Captain." She says before yawning. Jack saw her and smirked.

"Tired, darling?" he asked her as he opened the door to his cabin and motioned her to come in.

"I guess I am a bit…" she said as she entered the cabin and looked around amazed. There was a big table with charts and maps on top. There were even a few bottles that she suspect had rum in it. In the room was also a bunk and chairs along with a big chest. She looked at Jack who had taken of his hat and his coat and threw them on a chair. He turned and looked at her, smiling.

"Like the cabin?" he asked her as he walked to the table and opened one of the bottles there only to find it empty. He made a face and opened another one which too was empty. Lizzie giggled and walked closer to the table.

"I think this one is not empty, Captain." She said laughing and he grinned at her as he took the bottle from her hand.

"Right you are, luv." He said as he opened it and took a gulp from it before offering it to her. "Um… no. I don't drink rum." She said

shaking her head. "Oh? What do you

drink then?" he asked her as he took

another sip. "Um… water?" she said and

he chuckled.

"Good one, luv." He said pointing a finger at her before plopping down on a chair.

"I am serious, Captain." She said frowning and he stared at her.

"Call me Jack. You saying that you've never had a drink before?" he asked her incredulously.

"Yes… I don't like to drink." She said as she walked to the windows of the cabin and looked at the sky which was getting cloudy.

"Captain… what I will be doing here?" she asked him as she turned around to face him again.

"Can you cook? Mend? Wash?" he

asked her and she nodded. "Of

course I do." She said and he

smirked.

"Welcome to the crew then, luv."

He said, looking at her. "All

right…" she said as she turned to

the window again.

Jack looked her up and down and cocked his head to the side with a frown.

"You have a bruise on your arm, you also need new clothes." He said as he got up and walked closer, taking her arm in his hand.

"It's nothing really." She said with a smile and he looked at her.

"I think I might have something for you to wear. Wait." he said, winking at her. He walked to the door and started yelling. "Mister Cotton! Fetch me that chest from the hold will you?" he said loudly before getting into the cabin again.

"Captain you really…" she started.

"Jack." He said and she frowned.

"Okay… Jack. You don't have to give me new clothes." She said but he waved a

hand dismissively at her.

"No worries." He said. In a few minutes a man entered the cabin dragging a chest with him.

"Thank you." Jack said before opening the chest and waving the man out. Lizzie looked out again and she saw that it had started raining heavily and she frowned. She turned her attention back to Jack who was rummaging through the big chest.

"Now… let's see… aha! There you go!" he said as he threw her a white night dress and she caught it. He also took out a dress and laid it on a chair before closing the chest again.

"I think they'll fit." He said with his hands on his hips.

"Thank you… um… where am I going to

sleep?" she asked as she looked at the dress in her hands.

"Here or with the crew… but I don't suggest the second. Vile creatures they are…" he mumbled.

"Here? With you? You got to be kidding me, Captain." She said with her hands on her hips.

"It's Jack and no I'm not kidding. I'll behave. Pirate's honor." He said placing a hand over his heart and she chuckled.

"I thought pirates don't have honor." She

said and his eyes widened. "You

wounded me." He said with a smirk but

she just laughed.

"Okay… just stick on your side of the bed." She said glaring at him and he put

his hands up in surrender.

"Of course, luv. What kind of man you think I am?" he asked her as she sat down on the bed.

"Um… I don't know… you have quite the fame with women, Jack." She said and he grinned smugly.

"That I do, luv." He said with a cocky grin and just then Gibbs came rushing in wet to the bone.

"Captain, we need you at the helm. Storm's coming." Gibbs said out of breath.

"Be right there." Jack said with a sigh.

"I guess no sleep for me… at least for a while." He mumbled as he put on his coat and hat.

"Should I do something?" Lizzie asked

but he shook his head. "No. You rest."

He said as he left the cabin and out

into the rain. Lizzie stood up from the

bed and looked down at her dress.

"I really need new clothes…" she mumbled to herself as she looked around the cabin before she started undoing her dress. She took it of her and shivered as the air hit her skin. She took the night dress and pulled it over herself before placing her old dress on a chair near by. She looked down at her self and winced.

"Where did he get that…?Jesus…" she muttered as she saw how low cut on the chest the dress was. She shook her head and took of her shoes. She walked to one of the lamps and put it out.

"I hope he won't mind…" she said

before walking to the bed and stretching down onto it. She looked at the ceiling and then around the cabin before turning to her side, facing the door. A loud thunder was heard suddenly and she jumped at the noise. She looked towards the windows and felt the ship swaying and she gasped.

"God…" she mumbled before placing her head down at the pillow on Jack's bed. She closed her eyes and in a few minutes she was asleep; the tension from the last few days, creeping up on her. She was asleep for a few hours when the door opened. Like the light sleeper she was, she woke up from the noise and slowly opened her eyes. A very wet to the bone Jack Sparrow entered the cabin, cursing to himself quietly. Lizzie's eyes widened at how perfect he looked like that; the dim light of the cabin illuminated his features

and made his tanned skin look like gold. She closed her eyes when she saw him turning towards her direction. She opened them again when she heard the shuffling of clothes. He took of his soaked coat and then his vest before removing his shirt. Lizzie blushed and closed her eyes again.

"Bloody rain… I'm soaked…" she heard Jack mumble from the other side of the cabin. She heard footsteps approaching and she kept still.

"I'm freezing…" he muttered as he crawled onto the other side of the bed. She felt the bed shift and a body coming closer to hers. After a minute she felt Jack's cold hand on her cheek and she shivered.

"Night, luv…" he whispered and he could hear the smirk in his voice.

He lied down next to her and tried to get

comfortable. After a while as she was dozing of she felt his body curling onto her back and his arm going around her waist to rest on her stomach. She opened her eyes and was ready to snap at him but she stopped when she felt him trembling behind her from the rain. She closed her eyes and decided not to say anything to him. After all he only wanted to get warm or so she believed. In a few minutes his trembling ceased and his breathing slowed down indicating he was asleep. Relieved she let herself relax again and she was asleep in a few minutes. The next morning Lizzie woke up when someone started poking her in the shoulder. She groaned and opened one eye to come face to face with the man that yesterday had brought the chest to Jack's cabin.

"Oh… hello…" Lizzie said and sat up.

The man nodded his head and indicated at the door.

"Out? Oh… yes, I'll be up in a few minutes." She said looking at him strangely. Why wasn't he talking to her? The man nodded again and left the cabin. Lizzie looked around and saw that she was alone. She stood up and changed into the new dress Jack had given her which surprisingly enough was presentable and quite modest. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to comb it and then walked out of the cabin and onto the crowded deck. She walked around for a while, feeling uncomfortable as the crew looked at her curiously, obviously wondering what was a young woman doing aboard a pirate ship.

She walked further onto the deck and

then she heard her name being called.

"Miss Lizzie!" Gibbs voice came from a few feet away from her. She turned around and smiled at the older man.

"Hello, Mister Gibbs." She said softly and the man gave her a timid smile.

"Captain is at the helm. Wants to see you." He said pointing at his Captain. Lizzie looked up and saw him before nodding. Slowly she walked up the stairs to the helm and walked over to Jack who was looking at his compass.

"Jack." She said and he snapped his compass closed and looked at her. He smiled and motioned her to come closer.

"Good morning, sleep well?" he asked her and she nodded as she came to stand next to him. "Yes, thank you. You?" she asked as she

looked at the sea in front of her.

"Like a baby. Especially with a pretty woman on me side warming me." He said with a grin as he looked at her.

"Captain." She glared at him and he just laughed at her.

"Right, right. So, missy. I have two jobs for you." He said as he looked at the sky before looking at her.

"Anything." She said, grateful that she had to do something and wouldn't feel like an idiot just standing there.

"Number one: food. Number two: wash my shirt and vest. They got all wetty… last night." He said with a grimace then followed by a smile.

"Okay, I can do that." She said with a nod and he brought his hands in front of him like he was praying.

"Thank you, lass. Gibbs!" he yelled and

the man appeared on deck. "Aye?" he

said, looking up at them.

"Take Lizzie down to the galley. She's going to cook and show her where to wash me shirt." He said as an afterthought.

"Aye. Come, miss." Gibbs said to her.

"I'm not a miss… I have a name…" she muttered softly but Jack heard her and smirked as he watched her walk away. He stared at her a little more than necessary before snapping out of his daze and looking in front of him again. She followed Gibbs to the galley and soon they entered the room.

"Here you go. You'll find what you need in here. You can wash here too. I'll bring

you Jack's clothes." He said as he left her there. "That's helpful…" she muttered as she took a look around the galley.

"Filthy…" she mumbled and started picking up cups and plates to clean them. In a mutter of minutes she had cleaned the table there and was now in the process of washing all the things she found there.

"Found them!" Gibbs said loudly, making her jump.

"Oh! Please don't do that." She said before returning back to the dishes.

"You washing the plates?" Gibbs

asked her with a frown. "Yes…

why?" she asked him.

"What for? We're going to use them again anyway, lass." He said and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, right…" she mumbled continuing her job while he shrugged.

"Soap for the clothes is in that cupboard." He said before leaving her alone once again.

"They don't wash the used dishes but they have soap? Jesus…" she said shaking her head in wonder. When she was finished with them she peeled potatoes and boiled them alone with other vegetables she found there before taking Jack's clothes in her hands. Curious, she smelled his shirt and she was surprised when she found out that it smelled like the sea and something else that she couldn't explain. Smiling she took a bucket and poured water in it as

she started washing them carefully. When she was done she placed them near the window to dry and sat on a chair for a while to rest.

A whistling sound was heard and a very cheery Jack entered the galley. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the clean room and smelled the food. "Bloody hell! Am I in the wrong ship?" he asked with wide dark eyes and Lizzie giggled.

"No, Jack. I cleaned. That's all." She said and he looked at her with his eyebrows raised.

"Me nose tells me that you didn't only cleaned. What smells so good?" he asked her as he moved further into the galley.

"Nothing really… just a few potatoes I found. There wasn't anything else I could

make." She said regretfully and he grinned at her.

"You are treasure, don't worry. We're going back to Tortuga for supplies." He said with a wink.

"Oh… where is that?" she asked clueless and he gasped.

"What? You don't know the most beautiful place in the entire world?" he asked her and she looked at him confused.

"No…" she said and he shook his head.

"Tortuga is a paradise, has everything you need." He said as he took a seat next to her.

"Really? That beautiful? And what it has exactly?" she asked chuckling at his excitement.

"It has shops, taverns, rum and the perfect place to find wen…" he cut him self when he reLizziezed who he was talking to. Lizzie looked at him expectantly and he laughed nervously.

"I mean… company." He finished and she looked at him before her eyes widening in understanding.

"I got it!" she said when he opened his mouth again to explain further. "Right. So… I'll be of… when those potatoes will be ready?" he asked her as he got up.

"In a while. I'll let you know." She said smiling and he smiled back before taking her hand in his.

"And me clothes?" he asked her hopefully.

"There, drying." She said pointing at

them. He grinned and kissed her hand. She looked at him surprised and he let go of her before walking away.

"Better wash your hands. They smell like onions." He said and hurriedly left the galley before she was able to throw something at him.

She glared at his retreating form and

then giggled at his antics. "This is going

to be interesting…" she said to her self

with a smile. End of chapter 3

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Chapter 4

The galley was full of loud noises and forks clapping onto plates as the crew was eating the lunch Lizzie had prepared for them. She was sitting at the doorframe watching with astonishment the pirates eating. She cocked her head to the side and looked at them and a giggle almost escaped her. She shook her head and jumped when she felt a hand on her

shoulder.

"Ah! Oh… Mister Gibbs… please don't do that!" she said and he smiled nervously at her as he stood next to her with a plate of food in his hand and a fork in the other.

"Sorry, lassie. Take some food and bring it to the Captain. He's in his cabin. Captain's orders." He said quickly and she nodded her head, thanking Jack in her mind for taking her out of that room. It was too noisy for her taste. She prepared a plate for him and picked it up, heading for his quarters. She arrived and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" she heard him yell from inside and she chuckled. She opened the door and walked into the room only to find him sitting at his table, hunched over some maps.

"Jack? I brought you lunch." She said and

his head snapped towards her. He smiled at her as she placed the tray of food in front of him. "Thank you, love. I'm starving." He said to her gratefully. She nodded and made to leave but he stopped her.

"Oi! Where you going?" he asked her with a mouthful of potatoes.

"Um… I thought you wanted some privacy." She said and he smirked.

"I never do." He said, winking at her and she turned pink at his comment.

"Come and sit next to me, aye?" he said and she was more than happy to comply. She sat next to him and folded her hands on her lap while he continued eating.

"Have you eaten?" he asked her before swallowing.

"Yes, I did. If you waited another few minutes to eat I'm afraid you wouldn't find anything." She said smiling.

"The crew ate it all? I'm not surprised." He said as he took another bite.

"Darling? Will you get me a bottle from that cabinet over there?" he asked her and she got up. She opened it and took out a bottle of what she suspected was rum.

"Bless you, luv." He said as he opened it and filled a glass of it. He reached for another glass and poured her some too.

"Um… Jack? I don't drink rum…" she mumbled as she sat down again.

"It's not rum, it's wine." He said and she

raised her eyebrows at him. "Wine?

Really?" she asked as she took the glass

and smelled it.

"Aye, from Bordeaux actually. Try it. You might find that you like it." He said as he took a sip before continuing eating. Lizzie looked at the wine and hesitantly took a small sip while Jack watched her secretively. He looked at her face and an involuntary smile came to his face as he watched her drink from the glass. Her brown hair was falling in front of her face and her skin looked like silk to his eyes. He moved his gaze from her face to her neck and then her slightly exposed chest and he swallowed hard. When he looked to her face again and she locked eyes with him he was undone. He smiled nervously and looked at his plate again, his throat suddenly dry.

Snap out of it, Jack! Don't look at her again! He said to himself but he made

the mistake to look up once more. She had a smile on her face and he smiled back.

"Very nice, Jack." She said.

"Nice? Oh! The wine! Yes, French! They know…" he muttered as he took a sip and she giggled.

"Would you like some more? I could go and check if there is any more left…" she offered but he shook his head.

"No, love. I'm good." He said as he finished the rest of his wine.

"Okay… I'll be going now… I have to take care of the dishes." She said and he caught her hand as she made to take the tray.

"Wait… I… want to… I… thank you." He said, placing a kiss on her palm and she looked at him surprised.

"Um… you're welcome, Captain." She said and he grinned when he heard his title coming from her lips. He smiled again and released her. She clumsily took the tray and left his cabin, a faint blush covering her cheeks and he smirked at her retreating form before leaning back to his chair with a smug expression.

"Pretty… pretty like a gem…" he whispered as he refilled his glass and took a sip. Jack stayed in his cabin all afternoon and in the process finishing the entire bottle of wine. When he got out of his cabin, he walked out on deck and was ready to head for the helm with his usual swagger a little more pronounced due to the wine. He stopped when he heard Gibbs's voice.

"No… no lass! Not like that!" he said with a chuckle. Jack turned to look at the

direction of the voices and saw his first mate with Lizzie. He was trying to teach her how to use a pistol. The poor girl couldn't understand a thing the older man was saying since he was speaking too quickly. Jack walked closer to them and heard a few of the crew men laughing at Lizzie's attempt to shoot. Jack narrowed his eyes and spoke up.

"Leave the lass alone, will you Gibbs! She can't even understand what you are saying and to tell the truth neither can I!" he snapped and the men stopped laughing when they heard his tone.

"Aye, sorry Captain." Gibbs muttered before leaving. Lizzie looked at him embarrassed and he smiled warmly at her.

"Sorry, Jack. I just…" she mumbled.

"No reason to be sorry,luv. Come here."

He said as he took of his coat and placed it on the mast. She came closer and stood in front of him. Slowly he put his hands on her hips and turned her around, her back pressing against his front. He took hold of her hand that was still holding the pistol and put it in front of her, pointing towards the sea. He closed his fingers around her small hand and the gun and placed his chin on her shoulder after pushing her long hair out of the way.

"Now… I want you to hold tight on it… and point straight… that's good, me luv…" he said softly and her eyes widened at the pet name but she snapped out of it. His other hand came around her waist and she could feel the warmth of his breath; she could even smell the wine. "Okay… now… we press the trigger…" he said and a loud bang was heard, making her jump lightly and he chuckled in her ear; his arm tightening around her

as a reflex to her jump.

"There…" he said and she exhaled with relief.

"Wow…" she whispered and he slowly let go of her, taking the gun with him and taking a few steps back, not trusting his body responses to her.

She turned around and smiled at him.

"That was great, Jack. Thank you." She said and he smirked.

"You're very welcome, Lizzie. So, ready to fire again?" he asked and she shook he head rapidly.

"No! I'm not touching it again so soon." She said and he chuckled.

"Okay, suit your self." He said as he started walking towards the helm.

"Captain?" she asked in a small voice

and he closed his eyes at the sound of her voice.

"Aye?" he replied without turning.

"I was wondering if I could take a bath. I really need a bath." She said and he turned to face her.

"If you have to… Gibbs!" he shouted.

"I'm here. No need to shout." He said a few feet away from him.

"Prepare a bath for the lass in me cabin. Now." he said before smiling at the young woman. She smiled back appreciatively and he walked away mentally slapping him self at the image he made. I'm going soft on you, darling… He thought to himself as he took his place to the helm, his eyes following her as she walked inside his cabin until she was lost

from his vision.

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Chapter 5

Lizzie walked out of the pool of clothes on her feet and entered the tub.

"Jesus!" she gasped as the semi cold water came in contact with her skin. After a while she got used of the temperature and relaxed. She took a bar of soap and washed her body along with her hair before leaning against the tub. She hummed happily and closed her eyes for a while before opening them again. She looked around the cabin and saw the empty bottle of wine and the two glasses there and chuckled. She sighed and stared at the wall in front of her as her thoughts went to her captain. He really was a strange one. Lizzie had never met a man quite like him before and she was to say the least very fond of him despite his reputation. He was a pirate, a rogue, a thief and a scallywag. He was also a womanizer; a man who could not be trusted with women but he was also charming, handsome and kind. But most important of all he was the one who had

helped her when she needed help and she would be forever grateful to him for taking her with him on his ship.

Although she had trouble being so close to him. Whenever he would make a witty comment she would blush like a tomato and she would look the other way the moment she caught him looking at her. That morning she had felt really embarrassed. She had made a fool of herself, or so she believed, by wanting to learn how to shoot. But no; he was very nice to her and even taught her how to fire the gun. In reLizziety he did all the work. She was just sitting there in his arms feeling very nervous and dizzy because of his close proximity. She chuckled at her own silliness and placed her face in her hands as she moved her feet in the water. Lizzie had a very sneaky suspicion that she was in big trouble; she was in big trouble

because she certainly liked Jack and certainly not only as a friend.

"Yeah… like I can compare to the women he has affairs with…" she muttered sarcastically to her self as she stood up from the tub and walked out of it. She wasn't stupid. She knew that he had women at every port. Even the crew they made comments about him at their breaks. She looked around and cried in frustration.

She didn't have clean clothes. She put on her dirty shift that was on the floor and went to the center of the cabin, not thinking that someone might see her in her under dress that was now clinging to her wet body. She searched the cabin and spotted the chest that Jack had brought there the other day and she run to it.

"Hope he won't mind… I can't wear dirty clothes can I?" she mumbled to herself as she opened it, her wet hair getting in front of her face as she leaned closer to the chest and started looking for something to wear. She sighed and continued her search when the door to the cabin opened and she looked over her shoulder to see Jack staring at her with his kohl rimmed eyes wide and his mouth hanging open. She became confused and as she tried to talk he caught her of.

"I am… so sorry, luv! I thought you would be done by now…" he muttered but his eyes seemed glued on her body, watching as the fabric clung to her skin so that he could almost see her entire form.

"Jack… what?" she asked, not reLizziezing that her shift was now

completely see through from the water that was slowly running in droplets on her body and down her legs. "I… you…. I mean your wet… I mean the shift is… I can see… all… everything…" he mumbled incoherently in a breathless voice and she looked down at herself before yelping.

"Why are you still looking at me then?! Turn around!" she said in a high pitched voice but he still didn't remove his gaze.

"Jack Sparrow, turn around right now or I'll slap you!" she said loudly and his eyes widened at the word slap. He turned around and she raised her eyebrows but didn't say anything. She took the first dress she found and took of her wet shift, using it as a towel while he fidgeted in the doorway.

"I didn't mean to… see you again!" he

said quickly as he made the mistake to turn around the moment she was putting on the dress and took a glimpse of her skin.

"Jack!" she yelped again and he winced.

"I didn't see anything…" he mumbled as

he swallowed hard. "You just said that

you did." She said and he gave a

nervous laugh.

"Yeah… well you know me… drink too much…" he muttered, looking at his ringed fingers with fake interest.

"Yeah… right…" she said as she tried to tie the laces of the dress. The previous one wasn't that complicated. She looked at the dress and then at Jack's back before sighing.

"Jack?" she asked and he hummed in response.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"I need… help…" she said uncomfortably. He turned around and smirked when he saw what the problem was.

"Uh… maybe I'm not the man for that, luv.I know how to unlace them not lace them together." He said with a wink as he came towards her with the trademark smirk plastered on his face. She rolled her eyes and turned her back to him while he came to stand behind her.

"Yes, I know." She mumbled and he laughed while his eyes moved greedily over her bare back, revealed by the undone dress. He placed his hand on the laces and pulled them together

slowly, his fingers brushing against her soft skin, making her shiver.

"Oh? You know? How is that if I may ask?" he asked her in a hoarse voice, his hands shaking as he laced the dress together.

"I'm not naive… I heard… the crew talks about you, you know." She said after clearing her throat, wondering what was taking him so long.

"Should have known…" he mumbled as he finished and placed his hands on her waist and turned her around. She looked at him and smiled.

"Thank you, Captain." She said but he just nodded his head while he stared into her eyes. He moved his hand and put her wet hair behind her ear and she froze. He leaned closer to her lips and he parted his mouth slightly but when he saw her

wide eyes he moved back and kissed her forehead instead.

"If you check closely, you'll find a brush somewhere in there too." He said in a low voice before walking away from her and out of the cabin, slamming the door behind him. Lizzie stood there with her eyes wide in surprise and astonishment.

Did he just try to kiss me…? She thought to herself as she stared at the close cabin door blankly. She blinked and turned around with her hand on her waist. She frowned and leaned into the chest again and she found the brush. She looked at it and smiled before sitting down at the bed, brushing her hair with a small smile on her face which turned into a frown when she remembered him slamming the door on his way out. Did I do something wrong? She thought as she put the brush down. She sighed

and stood up to pick up her dirty clothes before walking out of the room to wash them.

Jack saw her as she left the cabin and cursed to himself.

"You idiot!" he hissed to himself as he gripped the wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white.

"Me?" Gibbs asked as he and Cotton were standing next to Jack. Jack turned to look at them and sighed.

"No! You are not the only idiot here, Gibbs… I think I've joined the club…" he said the last part through his teeth and Gibbs shrugged.

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply through his nose as he tried to block Lizzie's images from his mind.

"Tortuga… that's what I need…" he

mumbled as he looked at the horizon.

He didn't return to his cabin until late at night, when he was sure she would be asleep. He walked in slowly, carefully and closed the door softly behind him. He took of his coat and vest along with his white shirt before sliding under the covers with her. He lied on his back for a while, steLizzieng glances at her form, barely covered by her night dress. He cursed silently before moving closer to her body.

"I won't do anything… I'll just… cuddle…" he whispered and snaked his arm around her waist, pressing his bare chest against her back and burying his face in her hair, inhLizzieng her scent. He smiled a bit goofily before closing his eyes, falling into a light sleep with her in his arms. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt her moving closer to him and snuggling further into his embrace in her sleep. He

sighed contently and tightened his hold on her, enjoying her warmth and softness.

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character on somebody very close to me. I'm just letting you know that, so you know what you can expect from her character.

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Chapter 6 Lizzie whimpered in her sleep and turned around, burying her face in what she thought was her pillow. The pillow however, had a pair of arms that tightened around her. Confused she rubbed her nose against it, only to feel warm skin under her nose. Alarmed she opened her eyes and looked up only to come face to face with a sleeping Jack. He had a small smile on his face and his hands were moving in circles on her back. Lizzie's eyes widened and thought

how to remove herself from the situation. She tried to come out from his embrace but he only held on her tighter and whimpered, rubbing his nose on her cheek and she had to stifle her giggles. No matter how hard she tried however, she did laugh and he opened one eye. The moment he saw her, his other eye snapped open and then he widened them. He smirked at her and looked at their close bodies. "Morning luv, you going somewhere?" he asked her teasingly and she nodded her head.

"Yes, I'm getting up." She said and he raised his eyebrows.

"Are you now? I don't think so." He said as he closed his eyes again and pulled her tighter against him, making her yelp.

"Jack! I have to get up!" she said laughing

but he just shook his head stubbornly.

"No! I rather like you here. You are a nice teddy bear… good at cuddling…" He said with a smirk. Lizzie sighed and plopped her head back onto her pillow.

"Giving up already? Good." he said as he held her close to him. Not knowing what to do with her hands she placed them on his bare chest and his eyes opened with a start. He looked at her small hands and then up to her face. He had never woken up with a woman on his side; his encounters with women were brief, short and only for one reason. He looked into her eyes and grinned at her when he saw how nervous she was. He moved his hand to her face and stroked her cheek with calloused fingertips before cupping it with his palm.

"Don't you have to do captain things?"

she asked him as she blushed under his stare, the coldness of his rings cooling her red skin.

"Eager to get rid of me, luv?" he asked her chuckling and she shook her head.

"No! I mean… well…" she mumbled looking at his chest and then his arm, reLizziezing that there was a fair number of tattoos on his body.

"Do you like it here?" he asked her suddenly with hopeful eyes. She swallowed and nodded her head. "Of course I do. Your ship is wonderful." She said with a smile and he grinned again happy that she was praising his Pearl. He moved some hair away from her face and she looked at the ceiling, trying to avoid looking at him for every time she did her eyes always rested on his full lips. To make conversation and

stop her increasing nervousness she decided to ask something.

"Um… Jack?" she asked, clearing her throat.

"Aye?" he asked as he was playing with her hair, fascinated from its softness.

"How many tattoos do you have?" she asked and she immediately knew she asked the wrong question for his face lit up and his eyes looked at her with surprise.

"You wanna know about me tattoos?" he asked with a grin and she had nothing else to do than nod her head.

"Well… let me see… I have one… three… um… oh! Yeah, that one too… I have… seven! No… eight! Yes, eight." He said at last and Lizzie looked at him with wide eyes.

"Eight? Really?" she asked and he smirked.

"Aye. On me arms… back… chest… and somewhere else." He said thoughtfully and she looked at him suspicious.

"Somewhere else? Oh… I don't need to know where that is." She said quickly and he chuckled.

"Don't worry. It's not somewhere… indecent." He said as he spoke in a hushed voice, like he was telling a secret.

"Oh, yes?" she asked as she was getting all the more uncomfortable by the minute.

"Aye… it's on me hip." He said seriously and she stared. "Okay. I got it." She said in a high pitched voice. He laughed at her and propped up on his elbow, looking at her face; his eyes staring intently at her lips.

She was biting her lip and he could tell she was doing that from feeling uncomfortable. He locked eyes with her and he leaned close to her face, his lips eager to feel the softness of her mouth. When his lips almost brushed hers and he could feel the warmth of her breath a loud knock came on the door and Lizzie jumped away from him as if he'd burned her. He closed his eyes and cursed to himself before moving back from her and sitting up on the bed.

"Captain! Are you awake?" Gibbs called from outside the cabin and Jack wanted to shoot him at the moment.

"Aye! I'll be out in a minute." He said with a sigh as he got up, refusing to meet Lizzie's eyes for if he did, he would see that she didn't look at him either.

"Good! We are making port." The older man said and Jack sighed in relief.

He made to put on his shirt but then saw that there was a rip on it. He growled and turned to face the young woman on his bed.

"Um… Lizzie? Would you mind fixing me shirt sometime?" he asked her gently and she nodded her head, her face pink from embarrassment

"Of course." She said shortly and he nodded before putting on another shirt. He put on his effects and coat before walking out of the cabin, leaving a very flustered Lizzie behind him.

Jack closed the door behind him and growled. He looked out towards the sea and saw Tortuga coming closer. He put a hand to his lips and closed his eyes. He had been so close to kissing her. He

sighed in frustration and walked with loud footsteps at the helm, where Cotton was manning the ship and looked at the horizon. If he couldn't have what he wanted he would have to make compromises; he would have to buy what he needed even if it wasn't who he so desperately wanted.

The ship docked at Tortuga harbor and Lizzie leaned over the railing to look at the island. Jack had spoken very highly of it, but all he could see where ships and small houses. She frowned and shrugged before turning around to see the crew running all over the ship. Lizzie reLizziezed that they were extremely cheerful. They obviously liked it there.

"Okay! Listen up! We are staying here until tomorrow morning. Do as you like

but I want you here by sunrise. Gibbs will guard the ship along with… the lass and Cotton." Jack said not meeting her gaze and Lizzie's eyes widened in surprise. She had to stay aboard the ship all day until they leave? Jack made to turn around but Lizzie stopped him.

"Wait! Jack, why can't I go ashore?" she asked him and he turned to look at her.

"It's not safe to be out there,luv. Besides, you have some work to do." He said as he turned to leave again.

"But, I can stay with you. I won't be a bother." She pleaded but he shook his head.

"No, you are staying here and it's final. I'm the captain." He said with a little edge in his voice. She hadn't done anything and he knew it. He was angry with himself for wanting her.

"But…" she started but he glared at her.

"Don't you have some washing and mending to do?" he snapped and she looked at him shocked. She hasn't done anything to deserve this. Or so she thought at least. "Yes, I do… Captain." She said, emphasizing the word 'captain', making him narrow his eyes at her. She turned around and walked to the galley, leaving him staring after her. He shook his head and walked to his cabin. He opened a drawer and took out two small bags of coin. He closed it again and walked quickly outside. He looked around the deck and spotted his first mate.

"Gibbs! Come here!" he hissed and the older man hastily came towards him.

"Aye?" he asked out of breath.

"Take this and buy her some nice things, aye?" he said in a hushed tone as he handed him the one of the two bags.

"Her?" Gibbs asked confused.

"Lizzie, you imbecile!" Jack hissed

at him and Gibbs winced. "Right…

but we are not suppose to leave the

ship." He said.

Jack rolled his eyes and pointed at Cotton who was standing near the mast.

"He'll stay while you are gone. You go with her but not yet. In the afternoon! And don't say I gave you the money." He warned before walking away from his first mate. Gibbs looked at the bag in his hand and smirked.

"Poor lad is smitten." He muttered with a chuckle before going below deck.

Lizzie was cleaning the galley when Gibbs entered it, wiping sweat from his forehead with his hand. Lizzie turned around and saw him. She smiled and offered him some water which he took gratefully. "Thank you, lass." He said with a smile. He was actually beginning to like this girl.

"You look tired Mister Gibbs." She

said and he shook his head. "Nah! I'm

good." He said as he plopped down

on a chair. "Have the others left?" she

asked and he nodded.

"Aye. Won't be back until tomorrow,

lass." He said and she nodded. "I see…

and the captain?" she asked

nonchalantly.

"Don't know. I guess he'll be late tonight. He might be late but he never sleeps out of his cabin." He said as he finished the rest of his water.

"Wish that was rum…" he muttered as he placed the mug on the table.

Lizzie laughed and looked at him.

"Don't we have any rum, sir?" she asked and he shook his head.

"Supplies will be here in the morning along with the crew." He said as he looked around the amazingly clean cabin.

"Right… so, what are we going to do

here?" she asked as she sat down next to him.

"Well I have some work to do but maybe later we can leave the ship." He said with a smile.

"Leave? Are you serious? Jack is going to kill me if I leave the Pearl." She said loudly and he chuckled.

"He's not going to find out. He'll be late. You have to buy new clothes, lass. The one you are wearing is way too big for you." He said and she had to admit that he was right. "Okay… but there is a small problem. I don't have any money," she said and he smirked.

"Ah, don't worry. I have. Besides I don't have anywhere to spend them so….' He shrugged and she beamed at him.

"Really?" she asked him and he nodded his head.

"Thank you, sir!" she said and he smiled warmly at her.

"On one condition though. You have to cook me dinner." He said rubbing his stomach when it growled.

She laughed and nodded her head.

"Sure." She said to him smiling, glad that she would walk on steady land again for a while.

"Lizzie! Come on girl!" Gibbs said from the plank.

"Coming." She said as she walked to him.

"Let's go." He said and she nodded eagerly.

"Are you sure mister Cotton will be okay

on his own?" she asked and Gibbs chuckled.

"Of course lass. Come on." He said as they arrived at the dock. She walked next to him, looking at her surroundings. Soon they entered the noisy town and Lizzie was surprised by the number of people walking around. Most of them were pirates and… women dressed provocatively. Lizzie frowned and spoke loudly for Gibbs to hear.

"They are all pirates! She said and the older man chuckled.

"Of course they are. It's a pirate island." He said as they almost bumped with two drunken men who were looking intently at Lizzie. "This way." He said and she followed close beside him.

As they were walking they passed by a

tavern and Gibbs stopped. Lizzie looked at him confused.

"Why are we stopping?" she asked.

"I need some rum, lass. Come on." He said as they entered the crowded tavern.

"But it's late. The shops will close." She said and he shook his head.

"Nah, they never close so early here." He said as he ordered a mug of rum while she waited next to him near the counter. As she was looking around she spotted something; a very familiar hat that was on top of a very familiar head. She squinted to see better and she caught a glimpse of her captain's face. But he wasn't alone; there was a woman sitting on his lap and talking next to his ear. Her hands were moving all over him and he was just sitting there, drinking. Lizzie felt

something stir inside her and she knew it was her stomach. Why was it making her sick to see him with a woman? They had nothing together. He had tried to kiss her a couple of times but other than that they had nothing. The feeling in her stomach intensified the moment she saw the woman kissing his neck and his hand moving to her thigh. She quickly looked away and Gibbs smiled at her.

"Come on, lass. Let's buy you some nice things, aye?" he asked her warmly and she had to swallow the bile that had starting creeping up her mouth. She mutely nodded and before walking out of the tavern she looked at Jack again. He was now standing and a woman was dragging him towards the upper floor of the tavern. Lizzie looked in front of her again and shook her head to clear it from the

images. So, that's why he didn't want her with him; reasonable. She felt a lump in her throat and she inhaled deeply as Gibbs turned the corner and the crowded tavern was lost from their eyes. The woman opened the door and pulled Jack with her in the dark room. As soon as they were inside she closed the door and pushed him against the wall. She kissed his neck and jaw line but when she made to kiss his lips he shook his head and placed his fingers against her mouth. He looked straight at the blonde woman in front of him and forced a smile.

"No… none of that,luv. Just down…" he said in a hoarse voice and the woman narrowed her eyes at him.

"Then I want the money first." She said to him and he sighed before reaching inside his coat pocket. He placed the money in her waiting hand and she smiled with fake

sweetness at him. She placed the money in her dress and kissed his neck again before moving to her knees in front of him. Jack closed his eyes when he felt her hands on his breeches and sighed as the back of his head came in contact with the cold wall behind him. With closed eyes he could imagine she was someone else without having to watch who she really was. He didn't want her kisses; not at all. He only wanted to kiss one woman and one alone and he couldn' t. He didn't know what he felt but it was the first time he had ever felt it for a woman.

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Chapter 7

Lizzie and Gibbs returned to the Pearl a few hours later, carrying the clothes they bought for her. They walked through the deck and into Jack's cabin with their arms full of clothing.

"Mister Gibbs… you really shouldn't have bought me all these…" she said softly and he chuckled.

"It's really fine, lass. You needed clothes that actually fit you. Here, you can put them all in the chest here." He instructed her and she nodded her head.

"Um… won't… the captain reLizzieze that there are more in here?" she asked nervously.

"We'll take the older ones and throw them away so there is space." He said as he took the other clothes in his hand and headed out of the cabin while she placed everything neatly inside the chest. She folded the three dresses she had bought along with two night dresses.

"Threw them out." Gibbs informed her

and she smiled gratefully but sadly.

"What's wrong, lass?" he asked her with a frown. "Nothing… just something I saw… but it's nothing." She said quickly as she walked to a chair and took two of Jack's shirt's that she discovered they needed mending.

"What are you gonna do with those?" he asked her and she chuckled.

"Mend them. They have very noticeable rips. He really needs new clothes." She said smiling as she looked at the shirts in her hands.

"We are pirates, Lizzie. We don't have to be presentable." Gibbs said with a chuckle as he left the cabin, closing the door behind him, leaving her on her own. She walked to the bed and sat down. She

looked around the cabin as she felt a sting in her eyes. She shook her head to clear it and took a needle from the nightstand she had found earlier. She looked out of the large windows and saw that the sky was really dark; it was really late but she didn't want to sleep yet. She wasn't tired. The ship was so quiet and peaceful that she enjoyed just sitting there, feeling the light rocking of the Pearl against the waves. It was extremely calming. She turned her eyes to the two peaces of clothing she held and placed the one of the two next to her on the bed as she started working on the first one.

"God… what did he do? Fought with a lion?" she muttered as she saw the various holes and rips on the white shirt. Well, the now white shirt, since she had washed it earlier that evening along with the other one. She shook her head and started mending the first rip she found

near the sleeve of it.

It took her about a hour or so to fix the shirts which surprised even her self. But it was night and the dim light of the candles was not enough for her to see well. As she was finishing the last shirt she heard loud talking just outside the cabin and then she saw the cabin door open. She stopped her task and a much disheveled Captain appeared on the door way, singing in a slurred voice. Her eyes widened when she saw Jack and she stopped breathing as she remembered what she saw earlier that evening. She expected to see the woman following him inside but he was alone. He took a look around the cabin and turn to close the door clumsily, not noticing her yet.

"….and really… what was the line…?Ah!Bad eggs!" he finished as he turned around again and walked to

closer to the bed. His eyes spotted her feet on the floor first and he frowned.

"Feet…" he mumbled and she was still staring at him; now holding back her laughter. His eyes followed her feet up to her legs and finally her face and his eyes lit up.

"Lizzie!" he slurred as he hurriedly started walking towards her. Clutching a half empty bottle of rum in his hand. Lizzie looked at his appearance and saw that his shirt was half tacked inside his also half closed breeches. She looked away, not even daring to think what he had been doing with that woman. He finally reached her and plopped down next to her with a huff.

"What you doing, luv?" he slurred as he slid closer to her.

"The question Captain is what are you

doing?" she asked him and he squinted his eyes at her.

"Me? I'm drinking me rum! Want some?" he asked as he showed her the bottle he was clutching so tightly.

"No… what is that!" she yelped as she saw blood running down his hand, soaking his sleeve as he held the bottle high in the air.

"Hmm… what'?" he asked her as he looked at her confused.

She let the shirt down on her lap and grabbed his swaying hand to inspect it.

"Let me see… give me that." She said softly as she tried to take the bottle so she could she his hand.

"No… I want it…"he mumbled but he was looking at her with heavy eyelids. "Captain…" she warned and he didn't put

up a fight as she took the rum away from his hand. She turned his palm towards her and saw a long scratch as it was from glass.

"How this happened?" she asked and he hiccupped before answering.

"Crashed a bottle… all rum gone… but I got another one! Hmm… where is it?" he mumbled and she shook her head.

"No more rum tonight, captain." she mumbled as she took a handkerchief she had on the nightstand and wiped the blood away.

"Captain? Oh… aye! That's me… but me name is… Jack." He slurred at her as he inched closer to her, watching her as she cleaned his hand.

"I bet this will do…" she mumbled as she looked at the rum and then his hand.

"Do? This won't do! Me name is Jack… or Jackie if you like… for you…" he mumbled as she poured rum on the cloth.

"Let's see…" she whispered as she started cleaning the cut with the soaked cloth and he yelped as it came in contact with his hurt skin.

"Ouch!" he whined but she ignored his protests.

"Stay still…" she said firmly and he pouted.

"I don't think it will need stitches…" she said to her self as he was fiddling with the braids he had on his chin.

"How did you manage to break a bottle on your hand, Captain?" she asked

curiously as she placed the handkerchief on the stand. She looked at the shirt on her lap and shrugged before ripping it at a hole it had in order to bandage his hand. "Don't know… some wench distracted me… but you are lovey… loli… lovelier than anyone…" he slurred in a low voice and she cleared her throat as she tied the cloth at his hand.

"Yes, thank you, Captain…" she mumbled as she made to stand up.

"Why don't you say me name?" he whispered as he grabbed her wrist with his hurt hand.

"Don't put pressure on it. It will bleed again." She muttered as she sighed.

"Why won't you say me name?" he asked her again.

"Of course I say your name, Jack." She said as her eyes went to his bloodied sleeve that had left a stain on his breeches too. He grinned goofily at her and looked at her with drunken but happy eyes.

"Come on you should go to bed." She said as she stood up from the bed.

"Bed? I didn't bed anyone! Or… did I?Oh… I think I might…" he mumbled as she pushed him on the bed. She rolled her eyes and pushed his coat of his shoulders and he let her. He smirked at her charmingly and she turned pink.

"Eager to see me muscular body?" he slurred drunkenly and she laughed softly. His smile widened when he heard her warm laughter and looked at her as she leaned over him. She leaned close to

him and started taking of his vest and he brought his nose closer to her hair. He started sniffing and she chuckled again.

"What are you doing?" she asked him as

he continued smelling her. "I'm

smelling… you smell… sweet…" he

mumbled.

"Come on… help me Jack…" she sighed as she had trouble taking his arms out of the vest. He clumsily helped her and she placed his clothes on the chair next to the bed. "Take of your shirt. It has blood on it." She said to him and he hastily tried to take of his dirty shirt. After a while of struggling with his arms he managed to take it of and she took it from his hand. She looked at

it with a grimace and placed it on top of the rest of his clothes. She came closer to the bed and went to his feet. She took of his boots and he looked at her intently. She pulled back the covers but as she was going to put them around him she saw that his neck and upper chest was full of red marks. Probably form the woman's lipstick. She cursed under her breath and went to bring something to clean him again. When she returned she found him staring at his bandaged hand with confusion.

"You are filthy, you know that?" she snapped at him as she started rubbing the red paint of his skin.

"Filthy? Why?" he pouted and she avoided his eyes as she was working.

"It's cold…" he whined again. His eyes widened as she leaned over him and he

saw her neck and collarbone coming very close to him. His eyes went to her brown hair and he grinned like a kid.

"It's brown… no… sweet honey brown… not bloody blond!" he mumbled and she raised her eyebrows at him.

"What?" she asked him and he looked at her.

"You… are pretty…" he said as he sighed and his head plopped back down on the pillow.

"Um… thanks?" she said as she finished.

"Hey luv… what say you to a kiss?" he slurred as his hand came to her hair and laced it it in her soft locks.

"What!?" she said in a high pitched voice, shocked by bluntness. "A kiss… I want to kiss you…" he

whispered as he brought her head closer to him. Lizzie looked at him with wide eyes but he looked calm.

"You want… to kiss me?" she repeated and he nodded his head, his grip on her hair tightening.

"Aye… I do… only you…" he muttered before closing the gap between them. He crashed his lips hard against hers and she gasped. He groaned and adjusted his hold on her hair before bringing her even closer to him; her chest touching his. He was drunk but his kiss was sober; not sloppy like someone might have thought. He pulled back to take a breath and Lizzie thought he would stop but instead he kissed her again more forcefully and pulled her down on the bed. She gasped as she fell on top of him and he moaned.

"Jack… stop…" she gasped as she pulled away from him and tried to sit up.

"Lizzie…" he whispered against her lips and she had to stop. She pushed him away and stood up while he looked at her with hurt, his lips turning pink from their kiss.

"You have to sleep. You don't know what you are doing. You don't want to get involved with me, Jack. I'm not like the women you have encounters with here. So, please… just get under the covers and go to sleep." She said as she breathed heavily. He stared at her confused, not understanding her words because of the alcohol. She placed her hair behind her ear and approached the bed again, taking the covers in her hand and pulling them over his form. His hand stroked her arm as she was fixing the covers around him and she shivered

before pulling away from him.

"Good night." She whispered and she felt obligated to kiss his forehead by the way he was looking at her. Her lips brushed his forehead, covered by the red bandana and he smiled as he closed his eyes. "Luv…" he mumbled as he turned on his side and went to sleep. Lizzie stood there staring at his form, not believing what had just happened. He actually had kissed her and she had enjoyed it. Lizzie knew that she was definitely in trouble. She stayed on the chair that night; not trusting him when he was like that but most of all not trusting her self.

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Chapter 8

Jack woke up the next morning feeling slightly cold. He groaned and turned on his back, stretching on his bed.

Bed? He didn't remember going to his bed. Groggily he opened one eye and looked at his surroundings. He was

indeed in his cabin, stripped to his breeches. Immediately he became alarmed. Had Lizzie seen him drunk last night? He looked around the cabin and saw that one of the large windows was open and that his shirt was resting there drying alone with his sash. He frowned and placed his hand on his temple rubbing it. A few minutes later the door to the cabin opened and Lizzie walked in with his vest in her hand. She looked over at the bed as she was walking and stopped when she saw him awake.

"Hello." She said softly and he turned his head to look at her. He sat up on the bed and watched as she hung his vest to dry along with the rest of his clothes.

"Why did you wash me clothes, luv?" he asked in a hoarse voice from the hangover.

"Well… they were dirty. So I washed them." She said shrugging and he sighed. "Dirty? From what? And what am I suppose to wear?" he snapped but not because of her. His head was killing him.

"There was blood on your shirt and your vest was stained with rum." She said calmly and he looked at her in disbelief.

"Blood? From where?" he asked and she pointed at his hand. He looked at his palm and saw that it was bandaged.

"Oh… right. The bloody bottle did that. I remember that at least." He muttered and as she wiped her wet hands on her apron she wore.

"Yes, the whole sleeve was stained with blood along with that… thing you tie around your… waist." She said pointing at

his sash.

"I see… what happened last night? How did I end up here?" he asked her as she approached the bed and looked at him.

"You came here on your own. Drunk. I put you to bed." She said simply and he nodded his head.

She looked at him and saw that he was avoiding her eyes. She cleared her throat and spoke again.

"Had fun last night, Captain?" she asked innocently and his head snapped towards her direction.

"What?Oh… yes… fine…" he replied and she bit her tongue in order to prevent her self from snapping at him for what she saw last night in the tavern. She turned around to go when he spoke again.

"Did you took of me clothes?" he asked nonchalantly and she turned pink but he didn't seem to notice.

"Yes, who else? Everyone was gone and I didn't want to wake Mister Gibbs. He only slept for a few hours." She said with a nod.

"Did you like what you saw then?" he asked her with a lopsided smirk and she glared at him. "I won't answer that, Captain ! Not only you come in here drunk like… like a pig but you try to seduce me too! And now, you want to know if I enjoyed watching you almost naked? The only answer I have to give you is that I would rather have not seen that image!" she finished and he stood there watching her with wide eyes.

"I… tried to…" he choked and she glared

again.

"Yes! Didn't you have enough of that last night?" she couldn't help but ask and he looked at her.

"How do you know that?" he asked her with narrowed eyes. She remained silent and looked away.

"Did you follow me?" he asked suspiciously and that did it.

"Followed you? For God sake's no! You came in here with your breeches half closed and your shirt half tucked." She said throwing her hands in the air.

"Oh… well… what can a man do?" he asked with a nervous grin, mentally slapping him self.

"Um… how about look presentable?" she asked and he laughed.

"Good one, luv.I'm a pirate. I don't have to look presentable." He said as he fiddled with his blanket.

"Why does that sound familiar?" she

mumbled and he looked at her. "What?"

he asked and she shook her head.

"Nothing." She replied.

"Can you close that window? I'm getting chilly." He said as he rubbed his arms.

"No. Your clothes have to dry." She said and he rolled his eyes. "Why didn't you put them in the galley?" he asked.

"I washed other things there." She

said and he whined again. "But I'm

cold!" he said with puppy dog eyes.

"Then get under the blanket until they dry." She said and he pouted.

"But I'm the captain! I have to do captainy things!" he whined again and she walked to the bed, pulling the covers over his head and he yelped.

"Oi! I can't see." He said from under the blanket and she laughed.

"Good. You can wear clean clothes you know." She said and he peeked under the covers to her.

"But those are me favorites." He whined once again.

"Oh God! You have other shirts too." She said as she walked to the closet he had there and took out one of his shirts. She gave it to him and he reluctantly took it and pulled it over his head. Lizzie had to hold back her laughter when she saw him

again. His hair was falling all over his face and some of his braided locks was standing on all different directions. He looked like a rooster to her.

"What is so funny?" he asked hurt and she shook her head.

"Your hair… is… messy." She managed to choke out and he placed his hands on his hair trying to tame it. The only thing he managed to do was make it even worse.

"No, no. Let me…" she said softly and he smiled.

She walked closer to him and fixed his hair, while he sat there obediently.

"Wait…" she said and she opened the drawer on the nightstand. She took out her brush and combed the hair that was not braided.

"Ouch…" he mumbled and she chuckled.

"Come on… you are a big man and a pirate captain… surely you can stand a little bit of pain…" she said softly and he looked at her sideways.

"I'm also a pirate lord you know." He

said and she looked at him. "Really?

That must be nice…" she said as she

continued her job.

"Yeah… it's not." He said and she laughed. He grinned when he heard her and continued.

"Responsibilities were never me forte." He said and she nodded her head.

"I see… I suppose you can't stand all kinds of responsibilities then." She said and he shook his head.

"No, not all of them." He said and she raised her eyebrows. Her eye caught that the knot on his bandana was coming loose and she place her hand on it, trying to fix it.

"What are you doing!?" he yelped and she stopped.

"Fixing the knot…" she said and he sighed in relief.

"Okay… just… don't take it of…" he

whispered and she frowned. "All

right…" she said, not pressing the

matter further.

When she was done she stepped back to admire her work and smiled.

"There…" she said and he caught her hand. Looking at her in the eyes he

brought her palm to his lips and kissed it slowly, his mouth leaving a wet trail on its way. She looked away as he released her and stood up from the bed. He put on his coat that was resting near by and before leaving the cabin he kissed her forehead gently. "Thank you, darling." He whispered in her ear before exiting the cabin to check on his ship.

A small smile appeared on her face as she too left the cabin and went out on deck which was still surprisingly quiet. She looked around and the only people she saw were Jack, Gibbs and Cotton. She went closer to them.

"Where is everyone?" she asked and Jack turned, grinning at her.

"Still in town,luv. They'll be back soon." He said winking at her. She nodded her

head and leaned next to him on the railing.

"I don't see what is so great about this town." She said softly and the men laughed as they heard her.

"A lot of things, me luv. But I don't think your otherwise very nice but virgin ears would like to hear those things." Jack said teasingly and she blushed.

"Yeah, right…" she mumbled and he

chuckled again. "Men have needs,

Lizzie…" Jack said as he gazed at the

sea. "Like you had last night?" she

asked him and he lowered his eyes.

"Aye… just like me…" he whispered looking as if he was ashamed. She

looked at him for a moment before walking away.

"Where you going, lass?" Gibbs asked and she turned to offer him a smile that Jack was envious of.

"To cook, sir." She said as she left them and walked below deck. Jack watched her go and looked suspiciously at his first mate.

"Where did you go with her last night? I hope you didn't go to a tavern with her…" he said to him. "Let me see… we left the ship and then… we went to a tavern to get some rum…" Gibbs trailed of and Jack's eyes widened.

"Tavern?! You brought her to a bloody tavern? Which one?" he asked and Gibbs looked at him confused.

"Eh?The Bride." He answered and Jack wanted to kill him.

"I was there you bloody idiot! She must have seen me! That's why she knew! I'm going to kill you!" he muttered to the older man who offered him a nervous smile.

"Didn't know you'd be there, Jack…" he said and Jack glared at him.

"Gibbs…" he sighed as he left and started walking towards the helm but stopped and turned around.

"Did you buy her… girly things?" he

asked him with hand gestures. "Aye… fit

her pretty well too, Jack." Gibbs said

winking.

"Why would I care how they looked,

eh?" he asked quickly in a defensive manner. Gibbs smirked and crossed his hands over his chest.

"Pretty… aye?" Jack said after a while and Gibbs chuckled before walking away.

"You've no idea." He muttered as he passed by his captain who now had a dreamy smile on his face. When Cotton looked at Jack weirdly he turned serious and straightened before walking to the helm.

"Keep an eye at the dock, Mister Cotton." He said to the old man before walking up the stairs.

Later that morning the crew was back, carrying supplies on the ship and looking happy. Lizzie was standing at the top of the stairs that led to the helm, looking at

the hurrying crew. "Where are we going next, Jack?" she asked as she was standing next to him.

He looked at her and smirked.

"The Cove." He said and she frowned.

"The what?" she asked and he laughed.

"You'll see when we arrive there."

He said, smiling at her. "Oh… who

is there?" she asked and Jack

sighed.

"Medad." He said quickly and she cocked her head to the side perplexed.

"What?" she asked and he pouted.

"Me dad." He said and she chuckled from the way he said it.

"I see. I'll be happy to meet him! If I can that is." She said quickly and he smirked.

"I bet he'll be happy too. He has a thing for young women." He mumbled as he looked at the horizon.

"Like father like son." She said teasingly as she left him, heading for the cabin. Jack looked at her and smiled to himself as he watched her body as she walked away.

"Minx…" he muttered, his eyes still moving over her until she was out of sight.

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Chapter 9

The Pearl was sailing away from the island. Now it was a small spot in the ocean as the ship was moving away from it. Lizzie was leaning against the railing late in the evening watching the waves crush against the ship. She had a half eaten apple in her hand and was staring

of into the distance, thinking about how her life changed in a few days. She smiled a bit and looked up at the darkening sky with a content smile. The cool wind was hitting her face and making her hair fall in front of her face but she didn't seem to mind. The deck was silent; the crew was in the galley eating and the only thing that could be heard was the sound of the sails of the Pearl. She was tired but she didn't want to rest yet; she liked sitting there just looking at the sea.

She was so lost in thought that when a hand brushed her cheek from her right she jumped and yelped.

"Easy, luv. Just me." Jack said smirking at her. He slowly let his hand fall from her cheek and came to lean against the railing next to her.

"You scared me." She said as she

placed her hand on her chest. "Sorry."

He said still smirking.

"Why aren't you inside eating?" he asked her with narrowed eyes. "I am eating." She said showing him the apple.

"I see… what are you doing out here all alone then?" he asked as he turned his eyes to the sea.

"Looking." She said simply and he looked at her sideways.

He chuckled at her answer and with a final look at his beloved sea he turned his body to the side to look at her. He watched her profile as she stared at the ocean, her hand as it brought the apple to her lips. He watched with fascination as she took a small, delicate bite from it, the juice from the fruit running down her

bottom lip and down her chin. He licked his suddenly dry lips and almost reflexively brought his thump to her chin to wipe away the apple drops. She froze and looked at him with wide eyes but he didn't stop. His fingertip moved to her bottom lip and cleaned it too. He locked eyes with her and removed his finger and she watched as it fell limply at his side as he continued staring at her. She offered him a small nervous smile which he didn't return because he was too busy looking at her eyes.

"Thank you." She mumbled as she looked away from his piercing stare.

"Me pleasure." He said softly before looking away too.

"How… um how long till we reach our destination?" she asked, trying to break the unbearable silence.

"Two days at least. If the weather agrees with us." He said as he looked at the sky with a grimace.

"What exactly is the place we are going to?" she asked confused as she turned to look at him. He smirked at her and motioned her closer with a single finger. She rolled her eyes and came closer to him. He leaned next to her ear and spoke in a low voice. "Where we are going is… a mystery." He concluded as he moved back and smirked. She looked at him irritated and took another bite from her apple before throwing it away while he watched amused.

"Fine. I'll just ask Mister Gibbs. He's always answering my questions." She said as she turned to leave. Jack's eyes widened when he heard this and yelped.

"No! I'll tell you. I like answering questions too." He said quickly. He was jealous of Gibbs lately. She was always talking to him if she needed something and Jack didn't like it. He wanted her attention. She stopped and turned to look at him expectantly.

"Well?" she asked and he smiled nervously, feeling embarrassed.

"The Cove is where us, pirates go for… hiding. It's a secret place that only pirates know about, luv." He said softly and she became interested.

"Oh… is that the place where the battle with the East India Company took place?" she asked excited and he smiled approvingly at her.

"Aye, me luv. How you know this?" he asked as he brought her closer, seeing her shivering from the slightly

cold air.

"I heard…" she said as she suddenly was in the circle of his arms. He rubbed her arms to warm her and she smiled at his sweet gesture.

"Well, you heard right." He mumbled as he laid his chin on the top of her head since she was shorter than him.

"I see… that be nice…" she said

softly, enjoying his warmth. "What

would be nice?" he asked her with a

smirk.

"To see that place…" she whispered and he grinned. He tightened his arms around her and kissed the top of her head as his hands started moving in circles on her back. When his hands

moved subconsciously to her hips to pull her closer to him she froze but he didn't seem to reLizzieze that. He pulled her to his body and his lips moved to her temple, his desire taking control of his sensibility. When his lips moved to her cheek and closer to her lips she panicked and tried to move back from his advances.

"Jack… stop please…" she mumbled but he didn't hear her or didn't want to hear her. He looked at her with fondness and he started closing the gap between them with his mouth. When his lips brushed hers she gently pushed him away. He broke out of his daze like state and looked at her before moving slightly away.

"Lizzie? What…" he mumbled but she shook her head.

"Don't… don't do the same mistake again Jack…" she whispered and he became confused.

"Again?" he asked her but she was already walking away from him. He followed her and grabbed her arm, turning her around to face him.

"What are you talking about, luv? When did I touch you again?" he demanded and she bit her lip, remaining silent.

"Answer me, Lizzie! When?" he shouted at her and she closed her eyes before opening them again.

"The night… that you were drunk." She said softly and he released his grip on her arm, feeling guilty as a bruise started forming on her white, porcelain skin, uncovered from her dress.

"What did I do?" he asked her slowly.

"You just kissed me… nothing more." She said, her face turning pink. He nodded his head and looked away from her before speaking again. "I'm sorry if I offended you, luv. I reLizzieze it when I'm not wanted somewhere." He said with a sad smile before walking away from her, leaving her very sad and confused. She looked at his retreating form and frowned.

Not wanted? He was definitely wanted. But she was to shy to actually say it out loud. She sniffed and looked around the ship, not hearing the light footsteps approaching her.

"Lass? You okay? Come in, it's getting cold." Gibbs said to her and she mechanically nodded. She walked to the captain's cabin and reLizziezed that Jack was not in there. She sighed and took of her clothes before sliding into bed, the

sheets cold against her skin. She moved around, trying to get warm. She stilled when the door opened minutes later… maybe it was hours. She didn't know.

She heard Jack moving around the cabin. A few minutes later she heard him moving closer to the bed, removing his vest and shoes, before getting under the covers with her. She was waiting for him to come closer to her like he did every night. She waited for him to hug her from behind like he did but he didn't move. He remained to his side of the bed and she didn't like it. She turned a bit and looked at him. He had his eyes open and he was fumbling with the covers. She bit her lip and turned completely towards him. When he felt her move he froze and looked at her sideways. They stared at each other before she looked away. He chewed on his lip and he turned to his side.

"Can't sleep?" he asked her and she looked at him. She nodded her head and he placed a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Why?" he asked her.

"Are you mad at me?" she asked him out

of the blue and he frowned. "Mad at you?

Why would I be, luv?" he asked her

gently.

"You just left so quickly… and you didn't cuddle with me when you lied down." She said and he smiled at her.

"You want me too?" he asked her huskily, his previous frustration gone.

She nodded her head and he opened his arms to her. She slid closer to his warm body and his arms encircled her.

"Cold?" he asked her and she nodded.

"Sorry about before…" he mumbled into her hair.

"Sometimes I do things without thinking them. I act on impulse…" he muttered and she shook her head.

"It's okay… I just… I'm not that sort of woman, Jack…" she whispered and he frowned.

"What sort of woman?" he asked.

"For being with someone only for a night… I don't do that." She whispered and he smiled.

That's why I want you, darling. Because you're not that sort of woman. I want a real woman… He thought to himself but he only hugged her tighter.

"Sleep." Was the only thing he said, a

smile playing on his handsome face. She sighed, her breath hitting his neck, making his shiver. The shock of his life came however, when he felt her lips graze the soft skin of his neck in a chaste kiss.

He kissed the top of her head in response and he felt her relax in his arms. So, maybe she did like him a bit. He closed his eyes and exhaled softly, moving his leg between her own legs for extra warmth. She whimpered and snuggled closer to him and he wondered if she had been close to his rum for she was being extremely open with him. Smiling he fell into a peaceful sleep with her tightly pressed against his body.

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Chapter 10

The hot Caribbean sun was high up in the sky as the Black Pearl was sailing towards the Cove. Jack closed his compass and tapped his fingers on the wheel as he looked around the ship. Cotton was standing next to him as he always did and Jack offered the older man a small smile as he looked at him.

"Very hot, isn't it?" he said to him and the older man simply stared at him. His parrot was lost for sometime now and it was rather strange to Jack to see him without the multicolored bird on his shoulder. He looked around the ship again when he heard commotion on the main deck. He frowned and left the wheel, motioning for Cotton to take it.

Jack walked down the stairs and the voices got closer.

"Thank you, lass. Me back is killing me…" Gibbs said to a kneeling Lizzie. The young woman smiled to him as she continued washing the deck and Jack's eyes widened. The way she was leaning over had made several of the crew members stop their work and stare at her pretty behind with wide eyes. Jack's eyes narrowed into slits and looked at Gibbs who was standing near by. "What are you doing, luv?" Jack asked loudly and Lizzie looked up at him confused.

"Um… scrubbing the deck, Jack…" she said slowly.

"Get up, darling. And you! Back to your stations!" he yelled the last line to the crew. Lizzie looked up at him and frowned.

"But, Mister Gibbs asked me to…" she started but Jack cut her of.

"Gibbs! Come here!" he said to his first mate. Gibbs came closer to him, holding his lower back with a grimace.

"What is the meaning of this? What is she doing down there?" Jack said as he pointed to Lizzie who was still kneeling, mop in hand.

"She's cleaning the deck, Captain." Gibbs said.

"Why is she scrubbing the deck? And with a bloody dress on? Her knees will get all scratched! Come here, luv…" he said as he offered her his hand and she stood up, grimacing as she did so.

"But… Jack, it's okay. I have to work here…" she said softly and he shook his head.

"Your work does not include this. Your job is in the galley." He said firmly as he kneeled in front of her to inspect her knees. He placed his hands under her dress and she gasped.

"Jack!" she squeaked and he smirked.

"Nothing I haven't seen before, luv." He said up at her before glaring at Gibbs who was watching.

"Bring someone else to do this, Gibbs." Jack muttered as he gently touched the small scratches she had on her legs. Lizzie was turning pink by the minute but Jack didn't seem to mind; he adored her blushing. "Aye, Captain. Sorry, lass. I didn't think that would happen." Gibbs said apologetically and Lizzie smiled.

"It's okay…" she said softly and Gibbs nodded before walking away.

"You didn't have to snap at him, Jack." She said down to him and he looked up at her as he stood up, releasing her dress in the process.

"He'll be okay.' He said as he took her hand and led her to the cabin. He sat her down on a chair and took a cloth, soaking it with rum. He kneeled in front of her again and pulled the dress up her legs. She swallowed and looked around the room, trying hard not to turn red as a tomato again. When the cloth touched her knees she jumped and yelped.

"Sorry, darling…" he whispered as he continued patting the skin with the damp cloth.

"What do we have for lunch?" he asked her and she looked at him.

"Um… fish… the crew caught them for me." She said as she winced again.

"That's good." He said as he finished with her right knee. He leaned down and kissed her knee softly before doing the same with her other one.

"What are you doing, Jack?" she asked chuckling and he grinned at her.

"Kissing it to make it better." He said huskily and she blushed again.

"Thank you… um… I better go below again. Check on the fish." She said quickly as she stood up and hastily left the cabin. He smirked at her embarrassment and stood up as well.

"I love that blush…" he muttered as he left the cabin after her, bottle of rum in hand. He took a sip from the bottle and walked back to his position at the helm. He took the wheel from Cotton with one hand and waved him of.

"Take a break, Cotton. Too bloody hot today… how can nights be cold and mornings hot?" he muttered as the older man walked away with a nod. He raised the bottle to his lips again but almost choked on it when he heard a loud yell that was his name.

"Huh? What?! What? Are we being attacked?" he called down frantically at Lizzie who had just yelled for him.

"You're drinking again? Put that bottle down. I won't baby sit you again, Jackie!" she said pointing a finger at him.

"Jackie?" he asked her, pouting.

"Yes, now put that away." She said firmly and he brought the rum close to his chest.

"But I like it. It's me rum. I can't just

throw it away." He whined and she rolled her eyes.

"It's still morning and your stomach is empty! Do you want to get sick?" she asked him and he looked at her and then at the bottle.

"But… what do I get?" he asked her mischievously and she looked up at him.

"Get?" she asked clueless.

"Yep! What do I get if I throw away me beloved rum?" he asked her with a suggestive smirk that somehow she found attractive.

"What do you want, Jack?" she asked, not knowing what she was getting into.

"I'll think about it and I'll inform you later." He said as he set the bottle away with a pout. "Okay…" she said as she slowly walked

away and inside the cabin again while he was smiling like a kid that he had just bought a brand new toy.

"Now… what can I ask… and don't get slapped of course…" he muttered as he turned his neck to the right and groaned at the slight pain. Then his eyes widened.

"I know!" he exclaimed happily with a satisfied smirk.

Lizzie cleaned the last dishes and dried her hands with a cloth before yawning. She was tired and desperately wanted to sleep. She poured herself a mug of water and sighed. She left the galley and walked towards the now empty deck. She entered the cabin and found Jack on his desk, looking at his compass with a furious expression.

"I know what I want! Why… you keep pointing there? I know what I want! But I do…" he was mumbling and she giggled. He shut the compass and looked at her surprised.

"You are a sneaky one, luv." He said to

her smirking and she smiled. "Sorry if I

scared you." She said and he grinned.

"I'm not scared easily, darling. Now… about our deal." He said as he got up from the chair and walked closer to her.

"Deal?" she asked and only when she saw his smirk she remembered what she had agreed that morning.

"Aye…" he said as he came to stand in front of her only in his shirt and breeches.

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Chapter 11

The Black Pearl arrived at the Cove and Jack was looking at the dock with a small smirk on his face. He walked closer to the

railing and looked at the place as the ship got closer.

"So, that's it." Lizzie's voice came from behind him and he nodded his head.

"Aye…lower anchor!" he shouted to the crew before smiling at Lizzie.

"It seems interesting." She said as she looked at the place that was illuminated by small lights.

"It's an entire town in there,luv. Don't let the appearance fool you." He said as he took her arm and walked her to the railing of the ship.

"Nice…" she said as she looked at the dock. Some other pirate ships were docked there but other than that the place was quiet.

"Come on. We're going ashore. Gibbs, stay here and keep a sharp eye." Jack said to his first mate as he and Lizzie left the ship and headed for the dock.

"Aye, Captain." Gibbs said with a nod before offering a small smile to Lizzie who returned it.

"This way, luv." He said as he pulled her with him towards the entrance. They walked through the gate and Jack took hold of her arm as they walked.

"Stay close now…" he said to her as he walked close to her. The place was just like a small town just like Jack had described it to her. Most of the buildings however, were taverns and other houses that Lizzie figured were whorehouses but she continued walking next to him. Jack turned towards a dark alley and soon they were in front of a wooden gate. Jack knocked quickly two times and then one more slowly before smiling at her. After a while the gate opened and a man nodded at Jack who quickly took her hand and entered the gate. The door closed behind them and they were again walking towards a big house. They entered it a few minutes later and Jack stopped to look around.

"Where are we Jack?" she asked as she looked around the place.

"Me father lives here, luv." He said as he looked at her. Footsteps were heard and a tall figure entered the room, making Lizzie turn at the sound.

"Well, well…look who is here!" the man said and Jack grinned.

"Hello." Jack said and the man looked at him before looking at the young woman.

"Who is the bonnie lass, Jackie?" he asked and Jack winced at the name.

"Jackie?" Lizzie said to him and he pouted.

"He always insists on calling me that…father, this is Lizzie." Jack announced and Teague grinned.

"Lizzie… what a nice name you have, me dear. I'm Captain Teague, Jackie's old dad." He said as he took her hand and kissed it, making Jack roll his eyes.

"Nice to meet you, sir." She said softly to the older man.

"So, what brings you here, sonny?" Teague asked and Jack shrugged.

"Wanted to see how you are. I heard you were not feeling well." Jack said as he looked at him.

"I'm fine! I wouldn't still be the Keeper if I wasn't." Teague said with a smile and Lizzie looked at Jack questionably.

"The Keeper of the pirates' Code, luv." Jack said and she nodded her head even if she didn't exactly reLizziezed what he meant by that.

"Pirates also have laws, lass. I protect those laws. Savvy?" Teague said and Lizzie nodded.

"Oh…I see. Must be nice." She said to him smiling and he waved her of.

"Bloody exhausting it is." Teague said and Jack rolled his eyes.

"Like you're doing anything all day…" Jack mumbled as he made to walk further in the house but Teague stopped him.

"You haven't chosen a good timing, Jackie…I have a guest." His father said seriously and Jack frowned.

"Guest? Who?" he asked.

"Me, Captain Sparrow." a soft female voice said and Jack looked up to see Elizabeth Turner looking at him.

"Elizabeth? What are you doing here?" Jack asked confused and somewhat irritated. Lizzie looked at the blonde

woman in front of her and wondered who she was.

"I had to come here, Jack." She said and Jack looked at her and it was only then that noticed her swollen stomach.

"Oh…expecting the whelp's kid then?" Jack asked her with a hint of sarcasm and Lizzie was really confused.

"Don't call him that. You don't seem happy to see me. Why is that?" Elizabeth asked him.

"Is this a trick question, darling?" Jack asked while Teague looked between the two of them amused.

"Who is that?" Elizabeth asked pointing at Lizzie.

"I don't see how this is your concern but this Lizzie. A very close friend." Jack replied.

"I know what your close friends mean, Jack. But isn't she a bit too young for that kind of profession?" Elizabeth asked him and Jack glared at her.

"Very funny, Lizzie." He growled at her and she raised her eyebrows.

"I'm the daughter of one of Jack's friends." Lizzie said offering her hand to the other woman who reluctantly took it.

"And may I introduce you our King, luv!" Jack said as he bowed and Elizabeth glared at looked at the woman in front of her with her head cocked to the side.

King?

"It was you that vote for me." She spat at him and he raised his hands in surrender.

"I know…funny, wasn't it?" he said to her and she merely looked at him.

Jack turned to his father and smirked.

"Bad timing indeed. Come on,luv. We're going back to the ship." He said to Lizzie who stared at him perplexed all this time.

"You're no going to stay?" Elizabeth asked and Jack sighed.

"No. Rooms are taken here." He said to her and she narrowed her eyes to him.

"You are still mad about what I did, aren't you?" she asked and he grinned.

"Smart one you are." Jack said to her as he came closer to Lizzie as if for support.

"I'm angry as well you know." Elizabeth said to him.

"Really?At me?What for? For saving the whelp's life?" Jack asked her angrily.

"Jack…" Teague warned but he was ignored.

"No…for condemning him." She said lowly and Jack snapped.

"Listen, missy. I'm in no mood for a fight so hold your tongue. I only did what was best for your dear husband." He said to her annoyed. Lizzie was now completely confused. The conversation was like a different language for her.

"You are selfish. That's what you are." Elizabeth spat at him and he groaned.

"And you are a back stubbing murderess. Good night." Jack spat back as he turned around, taking Lizzie by the wrist and

walking out of the house without another word.

"Jack! What was that all about?" Lizzie asked him as they started heading back to the ship.

"Long story, luv. Maybe later…" he said to her gently and she sighed.

"We're leaving so soon?" she asked and he shook his head.

"No, we'll just sleep to the ship." He said as they started walking into the dark alley again.

"Who was that woman?" she asked him and he tensed.

"The woman who sent me to Davy Jones locker." He said to her hoarsely and she froze. She had heard about the story of Jones.

"What? But why?" she asked and he offered her a small smile.

"As I said, long story." He said. She nodded her head and followed close behind him as they got to the dock when suddenly a pair of arms snaked around her and a gun was pressed to her temple.

"Jack!" she gasped and he turned around at the sound of her voice. His eyes widened when he saw her threatened.

"Now stay still Sparrow or she's dead." The man that was holding her spat as he pressed the gun harder on her head. Jack swallowed and looked at the man.

"Morgan…" Jack muttered and the man grinned.

"Remember me, huh? That's good." The man purred and Lizzie looked at Jack pleadingly.

"What's the matter? I owe you money that I don't remember I owe?" Jack asked him and the man laughed.

"No…no…" Morgan said as he clapped his fingers and three men appeared from the shadows. Jack tensed even more and

looked around for an escape but there was none.

"Remember a girl named Katherine, Sparrow?" Morgan asked and Jack stiffened.

"Katie? Of course I do." Jack replied slowly and the man's eyes got darker.

"She died because of you." Morgan spat.

"No she didn't." Jack replied calmly , his eyes staring at the gun pressed on Lizzie's temple and Lizzie got even more confused than before.

"Yes, she did. You took her from me and then you left her to die." Morgan spat at

him and tightened his hold around Lizzie who was trembling.

"She was murdered but not from my hand. I cared for her." Jack replied as his hand went to his pistol but Morgan saw that.

"One move and your little wench is dead." He spat. Jack stopped and looked at Lizzie.

"You cared? That's why you left her to die?" Morgan growled.

"Listen, mate…leave the girl alone, aye? She has nothing to do with this…" Jack said to him in a calm but strong voice but the man only smirked.

"Why would I want to do that? The fact that you are trying to help her proves me point. I'll enjoy watching her as she watches you getting hurt." he spat.

"What's the matter, Sparrow?You started caring about anyone than just yourself, hmm?Or is it that you didn't have the chance to bed her yet?" Morgan asked with a cruel smile as he looked at Lizzie's body intently.

Lizzie's eyes went wide with fear as she saw the other men advancing on Jack. Jack took a few steps back but the men were on him in two quick strides. Lizzie gasped and tried to break free but the man held her still.

"Jack!" she cried loudly with fear.

"Don't worry, lovey…they won't hurt him…much…" he said to her and she closed her eyes when she saw Jack lying on the dirty dock while he was trying to fight the men of him.

"Please stop! He's one and they are three!" she cried as she struggled in his arms but he only laughed.

"We're not supposed to play fair, deary! We're pirates." He said next to her ear but the only thing she could see and hear was Jack. She looked behind the men and she saw a few familiar faces; Gibbs and a few other crew members and she stopped

struggling as she saw them approaching from the ship. She bit her lip and she jerked her body forcefully causing the gun to fall from Morgan's hand and she took the opportunity to push him away from her with all her strength, the moment Jack's crew made their appearance and pulled the men away from Jack's gasping figure. Lizzie leaned down and took the gun, turning it towards Morgan's surprised figure. She pointed at his heart and he smirked.

"Didn't know you would have it in you, lass." He spat at her and her hand trembled as she was holding the gun.

"Turn around and call the others away too." She whispered to him. He looked at

the other men and saw that they were already scurrying away from the scene.

"Apparently I don't have to…" he said to her as he looked at Jack who was on the ground in a mess of blood and bruises.

"Next time you won't be so lucky, Sparrow." He spat before walking away cursing. Lizzie dropped the gun and walked over to Jack who was still lying on the wet ground. She kneeled next to him and took his face between her hands.

"Oh…God, Jack…I'm so sorry…are you okay?" she asked him and he smirked, clutching his side in pain as he did so.

"I'm okay, luv…just a bit dizzy right now…" he muttered as he closed his eyes, his left eye seemed swollen and red along with both of his cheeks.

"I am so sorry…if it wasn't for me you could have defended your self." She said as she wiped some blood from his nose.

"Don't worry, darling...oh...oh bugger! I think they broke me bloody nose!" he exclaimed suddenly, clutching his nose while looking at Gibbs who was leaning over him and shaking his head.

"Always in trouble you are." The older man said to him and Jack only glared at him.

"Help me up…" he mumbled as Gibbs and Lizzie helped him stand and started walking him back to the ship. He was leaning heavily against Gibbs and his arm was holding tightly onto Lizzie, like he was making sure he was with him and not left behind while her hand was wrapped securely around his waist.

End of chapter 11

Chapter 12

Lizzie, Jack and Gibbs entered the cabin and walked over to the bed. Jack sat on the bed with a huff and winced as the move hurt his body. Lizzie looked at him

with worry as Gibbs took of his coat and walked out of the cabin to bring water for the scratches and open nose. When he felt blood on his lip he placed his hand over his nose and squeezed, making Lizzie shake her head at him.

"God, Jack…here…" she said as she pried his hand away from his nose and made him lean back against the bed. The blood kept running from his nose but not with the same force. Jack looked at her sideways as she took his coat from the bed and placed it on a chair. Gibbs came back with the water and some rags.

"Thank you, Mister Gibbs. I'll take care of him…" she said and Jack's eyes lit up when he heard this. Gibbs nodded before

exiting the cabin, shaking his head at his captain.

"Always in trouble…" he muttered as he closed the door behind him.

Lizzie walked over to him and wetted a piece of cloth before bringing it to his nose.

"Okay, Jack…tell me what was that all about…" she said as she wiped the blood from his red nose and then his upper lip.

"What do you mean?" he asked her with a shrug and she looked at him sternly.

"Come on, Jack! You got bitten up and I was threatened by a man I hardly know.

What did you do?" she asked him as she placed the wet cloth on his nose and kept it there for a while.

"Why must I have done something?" he asked defensively and she chuckled.

"I think you might have…have you?" she asked as she inspected his face. His cheeks were red, his bottom lip had a cut and his left eye was swollen.

"No…" he muttered as he watched her.

"Then tell me why this happened?" she said softly as she took the cloth away and took a clean one to wipe his face from dirt and blood.

"That man…had a girl…" he started and she understood from that single sentence.

"Aha… and you had an affair with her…" she said and he gave a stiff nod.

"And?" she pressed.

"And…I slept with her…he found out…he tried to kill me a couple of times but he didn't succeed. The girl…had a thing for me…she followed me when I left from Spain and …" he trailed of uncomfortably.

"Wait… wait. The girl was in love with you and followed you on the ship?" she asked and he nodded his head.

"Yes…I didn't want her to come…not that I didn't care for her but…" he trailed of once more and Lizzie moved back to look at him.

"But you didn't love her." She stated and Jack looked at her surprised.

"No…I guess I didn't…" he replied as he looked at his lap. The moment he bowed his head blood started running again from his nose and he cursed.

"But she did love you…so what happened?" she asked as she lifted his head and wiped again at the blood.

"So…I took her with me because I only found out that she was on board when we

were far away from Spain. She stayed with me…" he said as he sighed, not very happy about saying all that.

"So, what happened? Why did Morgan say that you killed her?" she asked him confused and he bit his lip which caused him to yelp in pain as his teeth touched the cut he had.

"Careful, you baby…" she said with a smile as she finished cleaning his face. He looked at her with a grin and winked at her with his good eye.

"Baby, huh? Thought I was…" he said and she laughed.

"Finish the story, Jack…" she said as she unbuttoned his vest and helped him take it of.

"A week after she was on the ship…we were attacked by a ship and she died…" he said in a quiet voice.

"How?" Lizzie asked him stunned.

"She…Why don't you bring me some rum, luv?" he asked her, changing the subject and she rolled her eyes.

"Jack!" she said and he pouted.

"Okay…okay ...she died saving me…she got shot. The bullet was for me and she…jumped in front of me. She died,

lying on me feet. She fell like a bird in front of me eyes." He said in a hoarse voice. Lizzie was staring at him with stunned, sad eyes.

"Oh…Jack…I'm so sorry…" she said softly but he shrugged.

"It's okay…I just…I don't think I deserved what she did…I didn't love her…" he said guiltily.

"But you did like her, right?" she asked him and he shrugged again.

"Not enough to make her think she had to do something like that for me…" he said and cursed when he felt his nose burn

and more blood came out. She sat on the bed and pushed his head back gently.

"Keep it there. No sharp moves." She instructed and he looked at her with fondness.

"You'll be a good mommy, me luv…" he said and she flushed.

"Yeah, in my dreams…" she said as she wetted another cloth and opened his dirty shirt to clean his neck. He looked at her curiously as she said this but remained silent.

"So, now that man blames you for her death?" she asked as she instructed him to take of his shirt.

"Yes…bloody bastard…I did the girl a favor taking her with me…the mutt hurt her all the time and claimed that he loved her…" he muttered and Lizzie was touched by his words as she took his shirt and rose from the bed.

"Where do you keep rum?" she asked a she looked around the cabin.

"Rum? In that cabinet, darling." He said happily and she walked over to it. She took a bottle and came back to the bed.

"Oh, God bless you, sweetheart." He said as he made to take the bottle from her but she pulled it back from his grasp.

"No. It's not for you. It's for the cuts you have. Lie back and keep you head back." She scolded him and he pouted. She poured some of it on a cloth and cleaned his nose, lip and the corner of his eye where she found a small scratch.

"Ouch!" he exclaimed suddenly and she held his face still as she finished.

"Sorry…" she said and he smiled as he looked at her face that was so close to him. He reached over and tucked a lock of her long hair behind her ear and she stopped to look at him.

"Jack?" she asked as he stared into her eyes.

"Yes, luv?" he replied.

"You need to change your pants." She said and he looked at her incredulously.

"What?" he asked her and she giggled.

"They are dirty. You can't sleep with those on." She said as she moved back and he immediately felt cold without her warmth.

"Will you help me take them of?" he asked her in a breathless voice and she smacked his arm.

"Oi! Me bones hurt!Pleeease?" he whined and she opened her mouth to snap at him but she closed it again.

"Okay…no funny business." She said at him as her hands moved to the fastenings of his breeches and he smirked at her.

"Wouldn't dream of it…" he said as he watched her help him. She closed her eyes as she passed the breeches from his legs and pulled the covers around him before opening them again.

"There." She said as she walked away to place the breeches on the chair on top of the rest of his clothes.

"You had your eyes closed." He whined teasingly and she felt her face burning up.

"That was my intention…Wait. I'll brig you some fruits." She said as she left the cabin.

He stretched on the bed and winced when he felt a sharp pain at his ribs and stomach.

"Bloody bastards…almost hurt me girl…and me!" he muttered as he waited for her to return.

When she came back in the cabin she held some fruits in her hands and a cup of milk.

"Here you go…and some milk." She said and he stuck his tongue out.

"No! I don't wanna!" he whined and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, come on. It will do you good." She said as she placed the milk on the nightstand and peeled an orange while he watched.

"Where did you find milk?" he asked her.

"I asked Mister Gibbs to buy me some…" she said as she held a piece of the orange in front of his mouth.

"Always that Gibbs…" he muttered to himself as he opened his mouth and ate the fruit.

"Are you jealous of Gibbs?" she asked him with a chuckle.

"No…" he said as he chewed.

"No need to be…you are my favorite." She said and he grinned.

"Really? It's me eyes isn't it?" he asked her and she laughed.

"Your eyes?" she said smiling and he nodded.

"They are dashing! It's the k…." he exclaimed and she cut his mumbling with another piece of orange. He pouted again as he ate and she shook her head at his antics.

"Now, drink it." She said as she gave him the milk and he looked at it with disgust.

"It smells! Did you warm it? I don't like it! I prefer me rum…rum is good!" he said as he tried to give it back but she glared.

"Drink it down and stop being so childish for Christ's sake!" she said as she cleaned her fingers from the orange with her lips and his throat went dry when he saw her do that. That did it. He drunk the milk quickly and her eyes widened at his speed.

"Wow…you are fast…" she said as she took the cup from him and wiped some milk from his moustache with her fingers.

"Not in all things…there are things where I prefer to take it slow…" he said as he stared at her and she sighed.

"Jack…" she groaned as she fixed the covers around his waist.

"You're blushing." he stated calmly and her eyes widened.

"I…it's hot in here!" she stuttered and he smirked.

"Then why am I cold?" he asked her as he moved his hand to stroke her arm slowly.

"Because you are weird!' she yelped and he smirked as his other hand stroked the bed next to him before patting it.

"Won't you join your poor, hurt, damaged captain under the warm covers?" he asked her and she stood up from the bed.

"In a minute. I have to go change." She said as she left him alone for a while.

He grinned as he watched her and laid his head on his pillow.

"Is the nose okay?" she asked after a while from the side cabin and he smirked at her concern.

"If you mean if the blood stopped, then yes, it's okay. But it still hurts. Won't you kiss it to make it better?" he asked as she reappeared, wearing a cute pink night dress.

"I suppose I should. After all this is my fault." She said as she slid next to him, forgetting that he was naked under the covers.

"No it's not….Kiss!" he whined the last word and she slid closer to him, pecking his red nose. He grinned goofily at her and she smiled. The smile turned to a frown and then into a grimace as she felt his bare skin next to her body.

"You are naked!" she shrieked and he stopped her from moving away with a hand on her hip.

"Yep…you told me to take of me breeches." He said as he leaned over her and she flushed.

"Yes, but I …you…what are you doing?" she yelped when she felt him moving closer to her.

He placed a finger on her lips and she stopped talking. He moved his gaze from her face to her neck, chest and down to her hips before looking at her eyes again. Lizzie swallowed hard.

"You're pretty…" he whispered and she wondered if he was feeling okay or if they had caused some damage to his head because she was definitely not pretty.

"No, I'm not…I'm rather plain…" she said as she tried to escape his grip.

"Plain? I don't think so, me luv…" he said with a smile as he stroked her hair. She stood there under him awkwardly until she spoke again.

"Won't you tell me about…Elizabeth? What did she do?" she asked and he looked at her searchingly.

"You want to know about Lizzie? I have a better idea." He whispered to her. She felt

a pang of jealousy at the pet name he gave to the woman but she shrugged it of.

"A better idea?" she asked as she felt his leg moving between her legs and she gasped as she felt warmth radiating from his body.

"Aye…I think you owe me a little something…" he said as she looked up at him with wide eyes. He could see nervousness, fear and…desire? He didn't know what he saw in her eyes at that moment but it made him want her even more than before.

"What do I owe you, captain?" she asked him as his leg rubbed hers through her night dress.

"I was bitten up for you, missy…I think the least you can do, is give me a kiss…" he whispered into her ear.

"But…I just kissed you…" she mumbled and he chuckled.

"That was not a kiss…I want a real one…A far better idea than talking, don't you think? And a more pleasurable one too…I can guarantee it…" he said as he captured her lips in a soft kiss without waiting for her permission. She gasped but instead of pushing him away, she hesitantly put her hands around his bare back. He groaned into the kiss and pressed his body harder against hers, his hand lacing itself in her long brown hair.

She felt him rub his body against hers and she moved back from the kiss to look at his face. His eyes were closed and his mouth hovering over hers for a while before leaning for another kiss. She stroked his cheek and he broke the kiss to nuzzle into her hand, purring. She giggled and he opened his eyes to smirk at her. His face turned serious again and he attacked her lips again with force that stunned even himself. Her left hand moved to his chest while his hands tried to pull up her night dress. She felt the scars on his chest and broke the kiss.

"Do they hurt?" she asked him breathless and he shook his head not moving his lustful eyes from her. She smiled a small

smile before placing a kiss on his hurt bottom lip, making him whimper.

"Cuddle?" he offered after a while and she almost sighed in relief. She nodded her head and he laid his head on her chest, his arms around her waist and his leg between hers.

"Will you tell me about the Kraken sometime?" she asked as she played with his dark hair.

"If you are a good girl…tomorrow…I will…" he said as he kissed her neck.

"Okay…" she whispered as she felt her eyes closing, a smile on her face. She

was asleep within minutes and Jack watched her as she slept.

"Plain…you think you are plain…you've no idea, have you, me sweet…?" he whispered as he hugged her tighter to him even if his body objected to the movement. He winced but didn't loosen his hold.

"Plain…maybe she was drunk…I wish I had some rum…" he mumbled as he fell asleep in her arms, her warmth overcoming his body's pain.

End of chapter 12

: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean!

Chapter 13

Lizzie woke up the next morning feeling very warm. She tried to roll over to her side but something was stopping her. She gave a sleepy groan and tried to move but she felt like someone was holding onto her with all his might. She reluctantly opened her eyes and looked down at her chest where Jack's head was still resting. Her eyes widened when she remembered where she was and what happened last night. Her eyes moved to his arms which had laced them selves around her midsection tightly. She tried to move out from under him but the only thing she succeeded was to make him tighten his hold even more. She looked at him

suspiciously, wondering if he really was asleep or just pretending to be.

"Jack?" she said softly but he only wiggled around to get comfortable before remaining still again. She moved her hand to his cheek that now had a big bruise and stroked it. He whimpered and rubbed his nose against her collarbone, causing her to give a soft giggle.

"Jack? Wake up, please…" she said into his ear but he only mumbled something that sounded like her name. She raised her eyebrows and sighed before speaking again.

"Wake up…I need to get up!" she cried but he only moaned in response, holding

her more close to his body, pouting. She laughed and traced his hurt bottom lip with her finger and he smiled in his sleep. She shook him again and then said loudly.

"Jaaack, if you wake up I'll give you some nice, tasty rum!" she exclaimed and his eyes snapped open with a start.

"Rum?! Where is it? Where have you hidden it? Didn't you say something about rum?" he asked her frantically as he rolled of her and looked under the bed, the covers falling to his waist in the process, causing her to gasp and look away.

"So, that's what takes for you to wake up. Interesting." she said and he rolled back towards her, hugging her again to him.

"Jack! Get of me! I need to get up!" she whined and he shook his head.

"Nope! You lied to me, missy. I can do whatever I want now. I'm the captain." He said as he snuggled close again.

"Since you are the captain, aren't you supposed to be doing captain…things?" she asked and he opened one eye to look at her.

"I'm sick!" he whined dramatically and she laughed.

"Really?" she asked him as she moved back his hair.

"Yes! Me bones hurt!" he said in a high pitched voice and she giggled.

"It's your fault. You got in trouble like Mister Gibbs said." She said to him and he pouted.

"You are always taking his side. I'm the hurt one!" he said with puppy dog eyes.

"Yes, yes…you are…now move." She said firmly and he rolled away with a pout on his lips. She stood up from the bed and left him to change into her dress. He tried to stretch but winced when a pain shot through his abdomen.

"Bloody hell…" he cursed as he put a hand on his ribs.

Lizzie walked in and saw him with his hand there and came closer to the bed.

"What is it?" she asked and he sighed.

"It hurts here…" he said pointing to his ribs.

"Let me see…oh…it's purple…Jesus…" she said as she inspected the area.

"Maybe you shouldn't move for a while…or just don't make sharp moves…I'll bring you something to eat…" she said as she walked to the closet and took out a pair of breeches. She gave them to him and he smirked.

"Help me?" he pleaded but she shook her head.

"Not this time…you can manage." She said as she took his dirty clothes with her and left the cabin. He looked at the breeches before putting them on slowly.

"Damn…" he said as the movement caused another sharp pain to curse through him. He buttoned them and lay back on the bed with a grunt.

"I can't sit in here all day…I'll go crazy!" he said to himself as he looked at the ceiling and then at his hands, inspecting his various rings with fake interest.

"Where did I get this one from?" he asked himself and then shrugged.

"Who cares? Finders keepers…" he said as he placed his hands behind his head.

A while later Lizzie returned with some bread and cheese.

"Sorry, the bread is a little…old…" she muttered and he laughed.

"It's okay." He said as he sat up and took a bite from the bread while she sat next to him.

"Jack?" she asked and he looked at her as he chewed.

"Hmm?" he replied and she moved around uncomfortably.

"What happened with that woman? Elizabeth I mean…why did you have a fight with her yesterday?" she asked and he looked at her with a grimace.

"Now you've ruined me appetite…" he muttered as he took a sip from the water she had brought him.

"Jack…I just want to know…I'm curious is all…if you don't want to tell me it's okay…" she said and he looked at her wearily.

"I'll tell you. Since you've been so nice to me. Taking care of me and all." He replied and she smiled.

"Really? I'm listening!" she said excitedly.

He looked at her with a pout and put a piece of cheese in his mouth before talking again.

"Okay…here we go…" he said as he started talking slowly while she listened with interest.

End of chapter 13

Author's note: Thank you for reading! I'm sorry if it's short but I didn't have enough time to write the whole story of him and

Elizabeth in this chapter. I promise the next one will be longer!

Please review! Reviews are love and they make me smile! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean!

Chapter 14

"Why don't you sit next to me, luv? This quite a long story I'm about to tell you." Jack said with a grimace and Lizzie nodded her head before crawling next to him onto the bed. He placed the plate of food on the nightstand next to him before turning towards her again.

"You want me to get you a shirt?" she asked as she reLizziezed he was still shirtless. He grinned and shook his head.

"I'm not cold, sweetness…are you? Because if you are I could always warm you right up…" he whispered huskily and she slapped his traitorous hand away from her knee.

"The story, Jack." She said him firmly even though a faint pink was visible on her cheeks.

"Right…so…I suppose you heard from your father that I was mutinied upon…" he started and she nodded her head.

"Right…so I was traveling around…from there to there…no ship. One day I arrived on an island; Port Royal." He said and she raised her eyebrows.

"Port Royal? The entire royal navy is out there, Jack…you could have been caught!" she said and he rolled his eyes.

"Aye, but I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, darling." He said with a proud grin.

"So you didn't get caught?" she asked excitedly and he pouted.

"Not exactly…some issues were ensued…and…" he trailed of.

"So, you got caught." She said amused.

"Technically…" he mumbled and she sighed.

"God, Jack just tell me!" she huffed and he glared.

"You're not letting me. So, I went there to commandeer a ship…" he started but he was interrupted.

"You went to commandeer a ship? Alone? With the navy there?" she asked incredulously.

"Aye. So, I was in the act of taking a ship when I saw someone falling of a cliff." He said and she looked at him.

"Who? Oh! Right, let me guess…Elizabeth?" she guessed and he smirked.

"You catch on quickly, me luv. You are just like me!" he exclaimed and she flushed again.

"Captain…" she said and he laughed.

"Okay, so I saved her…and her future …past now…husband was there. He was a commodore of the royal navy…so…" he shrugged and she pulled her knees up to her chest and placed her chin there, looking at him. He stopped talking when he saw her knees bared to him as she pulled up her legs.

"So they caught you right?" she asked oblivious of his stare.

"Huh? Oh yes…but not so quickly…I escaped…the whelp did it all." He said, his eyes darting from her legs to her face as he swallowed hard.

"Whelp?" she asked softly and he nodded his head.

"I walked into his bloody work place…he was a blacksmith…we fought and just when I was about to escape his boss…hurt me and I …they caught me…" he finished uncomfortably. A giggle escaped her from the way he said it and he looked at her in mock hurt.

"It's not funny…I had to spent a night in a dirty old cell." He whined and she laughed.

"I imagine it was terrible…what about Elizabeth then? How did you get out?" she asked him eagerly.

"The lass…I mean Elizabeth was captured by my previous first mate and was taken away. So, the whelp…" he started but she caught him of.

"Doesn't 'the whelp' have a name?" she asked him and he was left with his mouth open ready to go on but he looked at her strangely.

"Why you want to know his name? Are you gonna marry him?" he asked her and she rolled her eyes.

"Cause he's already taken, luv." He said and she punched his arm.

"Oi! No hitting. I'm still vulnerable." He said with a pout.

"Anyway, his name is William. So, he got me out under the condition that I would help him find his bonny lass. So, we faced the mean, undead pirates and we saved the girl." He said with a smug smile.

"What? What undead pirates? Jack, are you drunk?" she asked him as she placed her finger and smoothed his moustache

that had some bread pieces on it. He kissed her finger as it passed his lips and smirked.

"Not yet, darling…why? Do you want me to be drunk so you can have your wicked way with me fine body?" he said with an arrogant look.

"Oh my God! No! Will you just explain what you are talking about? I never want to see you drunk again because you are…even stranger than sober." She shrieked and he grinned.

"Thank you,darling. And yes, they were undead cause they were cursed. But that's a different story for some other day." He said and she nodded her head.

"Things like that happen? The legends about the Pearl are true?" she asked him stunned and he nodded his head, moving around the bed to get more comfortable.

"Yes, they are…" he said as he leaned back on the bed.

"Wow…then what happened?" she asked him and he sighed.

"I got the Pearl back…and I was saved from the hanging…by them." He said slowly.

"You really always manage to get into trouble," she said shaking her head.

"Yes….somehow…like when I was captured by natives cause they thought I was their God." He said casually like he was announcing the time of the day.

"God? You…? Captured by natives?" she asked him with a laugh.

"Aye. I am like one after all." He said and she glared.

"Why were you captured by natives and how did you get there with them?" she asked him and he hesitated for a second before answering.

"Well…my compass was …broken…and we had to stay on land. We arrived at an

island and it was vacated by natives. So, there I was." He said quickly.

"Your compass? The compass is not broken, Jack. It works just fine" She said with a smile and he looked at her shocked.

"How…how do you know…? Your father?" he asked and she nodded.

"I heard that from him…he spoke about you…" she said softly and he nodded his head.

"So, yes…it shows you what you want most…" he said.

"And what did you wanted at the time?" she asked him suspiciously.

"Huh?Um…the chest of Davy Jones of course. To save me life…" he said and she looked at him confused.

"Chest? Save your life? What had you done again, Jack?" she asked with a sigh, a headache coming to her from all the information.

"Nothing really…I sold my soul for ... me ship?" he said and her eyes widened.

"Oh great! Nothing at all. Were you out of your mind? Your soul for a bloody ship?" she cried in frustration and he winced.

"But…it was this ship. How can you pass that up?" he asked with wild hand gestures.

"Right…you and the Pearl…love forever." She said with a laugh and he smirked before continuing.

"So, they took me to their village and they planned on…eating me. That's when the wh…I mean Will came into that island. He told me that Elizabeth was in danger because they helped me escape and he wanted my help…again." He finished and Lizzie was looking at him interested.

"And then?" she asked as she scooted closer to him.

"We somehow escaped from them and we …headed to find the chest. Elizabeth somehow managed to escape and she came to Tortuga…and she found me. She asked about Will but he was trapped into Jones's crew…by my mistake…" he said as he fumbled with the sheets.

"Really? And she came aboard the ship with you?" she asked him slowly.

"Aye…" he said not looking at her.

"Jack, did you love Elizabeth?" she asked him suddenly and he looked at her.

"What? No! I didn't…I was just…she was pretty…different and I was interested. But

no. I didn't love her, Lizzie." He said as he looked at her.

"But you wanted her. That's why you couldn't find the chest. The compass pointed at her." She said and he was surprised at her train of thought.

"I guess I did…and she took advantage of it…" he mumbled and she strained to hear him.

"Advantage? What did she do?" she asked him.

"She kissed me and chained me to the mast of the Pearl as soon as she was reunited with the whelp." He said with a far away look in his eyes.

"She what? But why? I mean…who would do something like that?" she asked him with shock and he just smirked at her as he shrugged.

"Guess…I kind of deserved it…I lied…and I almost left the crew…to be eaten by the beastie…but I came back. That's why she did it." He said lowly.

"Beastie…you mean the Kraken." She said and he nodded his head.

"And she just left you there?" she said and he looked at his ringed hands.

"Aye…I don't like her…not since that." He said like a kid.

"I wouldn't like her too. But you made her king. Isn't that what she said?" she told him as she placed her fingers on his bruised eye to inspect it and he winced as she tuched it.

"It served me purpose at the time. But I don't like her and I think the feeling is mutual." He said with dark eyes.

"Jack, maybe you should talk to her…" she suggested even if she didn't want him near her since she knew that he had been attracted to her.

"No way, sweetheart! She even blames me for the whelp's fate. I saved his bloody

life by not stabbing the bloody heart." He hissed angrily.

"Okay, I don't want to know about that." She said with a grimace as she heard the words 'heart' and 'stub'.

"What exactly happened to Will?" she asked him as he played with one of his rings.

"He's the new captain of the Flying Dutchman. Jones is dead." He said to her in a quiet voice.

"Oh…I see…and that means that they are not together." She stated.

"There wasn't any other choice.' He said softly and she nodded her head.

"Okay…but you are Lizzieve so, she didn't succeed." She said cheerily and he shrugged again.

"They brought me back from the Locker. But that's a story for Gibbs to tell." He said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, he has a thing for telling stories." She said with a giggle.

"What story did he tell you?" he asked her as he watched her.

"Just stories…one was about you and a pair of …um…what was the thing he

said? It was some kind of animals…" she said as she rubbed her temple.

"…Sea turtles?" he said with a smirk and she nodded.

"Yes, that one! Funny one that was. But I didn't believe it." She said as she lied down next to him, looking at the ceiling.

"And why is that?" he asked her amused as he lied too onto the mattress, wincing as he did so.

"Come on, Jack. The turtles? Okay, but the long hair from your back? You have no hair there. Your back is nice and ...normal." She said laughing and he grinned as he leaned over her.

"You like me back then?" he asked her playfully and she smiled.

"Maybe…" she said gently. He looked at her face intently and placed his hand on her cheek. He pecked her nose and was ready to kiss her lips when a knock came at the door.

"Not now…I'm trying to kiss me girl…" he mumbled before closing the distance between them with his mouth. She gasped into the kiss as he deepened it but the knock came again.

"Captain? We need orders…what do we do? Stay or leave?" Gibbs asked

impatiently from outside and Jack pulled back to answer.

"We are staying. I'm not feeling very well yet. Now go away." He yelled before kissing Lizzie again who tried to stop him, flushing pink.

"Is the lass in there?" Gibbs asked and Jack growled.

"What do you want with her again? It's my turn!" he snapped and Lizzie had to bite her lip to prevent her self from laughing at his antics.

"Just wanted some company is all…" the older man said and Lizzie started to get up to go to him but Jack stopped her.

"I'm still sick! I need company too!" he whined as he hugged her waist tightly, his head on her lap.

"Jack…you are fine. Now let me go. I have things to do." She said as she tried to escape his tight grip but he shook his head.

"But what am I going to do here alone?" he asked her pouting.

"You can sleep…um…read…you have books there…" she said.

"But… I will be bored…we can entertain each other…I know some things we can

do…you and me…us." He whispered as he kissed her cheek.

"Jack, behave!" she said as she squirmed in his arms.

"Keep doing that and I won't be able to behave." He mumbled hoarsely in her ear and she stopped.

"I have to wash your dirty clothes. Come on! Poor Mister Gibbs is waiting." She said as she pushed him gently away.

"Okay, fine." He said as he lied down again and she stood up. He watched her walk out of the cabin but not before flashing him a last smile which he was

unable not to return. She walked out on deck and found Gibbs.

"Come on, sir! Come with me below. I have some washing to do!" she said and Gibbs smiled at her before following her to the galley, glad for the company.

When Lizzie finished with her business was almost afternoon. She headed back to the deck and saw Gibbs talking to a woman. As she came closer she reLizziezed that the woman was Elizabeth and that she was trying to pass past Gibbs and into the cabin. She managed and she was at the cabin door before Gibbs could say a word. The older man turned to look at Lizzie and shrugged helplessly. She gave a soft nod and came

to stand next to him at the railing the moment Elizabeth barged into Jack's cabin and slummed the door shut.

"What's wrong with her?" Lizzie asked Gibbs who looked clueless back at her.

"I've no idea, I think a storm's coming." He said, pointing at the cabin where loud voices could be heard.

"You think?" she said to him as she turned her attention to the almost empty deck.

"Hope the, lass doesn't anger, Jack…I wonder what she wants now…" the old man muttered and Lizzie looked at the dock.

"They don't like each other do they? Maybe if they talked…things would be better." She said softly and Gibbs chuckled.

"Nah…they are both too stubborn…but Jack used to have a thing for the girl…" Gibbs said quietly and Lizzie looked at her hands.

"What about her?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"I don't know…but you can never be sure for anything, eh?" he said to her as he patted her hand. He looked at her sad face and he narrowed his eyes.

"I hope you don't feel anything too serious about old Jack, lass. He never thinks of his actions. So, be careful." He said to her and she didn't look up at him. She simply nodded her head as the voices quieted down in the cabin and the only thing that could be heard were the waves hitting the Pearl.

End of chapter 14

Chapter 15

The voices inside the cabin had increased again as Lizzie walked by the door of Jack's cabin. She stopped a moment but shook her head before walking away again to the other side of the railing, looking as the sun was hiding behind the

sea. The calmness of it brought a smile on her face which turned into a grimace as she heard again the loud voices. The conversation was certainly not a joyous one; you could tell by the tone of Jack's voice and Elizabeth's. The next moment she heard a 'No' coming from Elizabeth's lips and moments after that the door to the cabin opened and a disheveled Jack appeared at the threshold, searching the deck. His eyes spotted her and he looked relieved.

"Lizzie, luv? Can you come and help me one second?" he asked her softly. She nodded stiffly, not so sure if she should go in because she didn't want to hear them fight. However, she walked over to him and entered the cabin. She reLizziezed

then he was barefoot and that he was still shirtless even though he didn't seem bothered at all. She closed the door behind her and saw Elizabeth standing next to Jack's bed with a scowl on her face that made Lizzie nervous.

"You had to bring audience?" Elizabeth asked him as he sat down on the bed, wincing in pain as he did so.

"Since you wouldn't help me! Yes!Can you help me with me boots, darling? My stomach and ribs hurt as I try to lean over to put them." He said to her with hopeful eyes. Lizzie nodded and immediately came to his side. She kneeled in front of him and took his right boot and helped him with it. Jack looked at her with a small

smile and reached to stroke her hair out of her face while Elizabeth snickered at his move. He glared at her but didn't remove his hand from Lizzie's hair as she helped him with his left boot too.

"There, Jack…" Lizzie said with a nervous smile as she moved back. He gave her a grateful smile and turned to look at Elizabeth who was still scowling.

"I can't understand what you are still doing here; Lizzie.I already told you my answer." Jack said to her with a sigh as Lizzie stood up to exit the cabin but Jack's hand on her wrist stopped her from moving.

"No need to leave, luv. Elizabeth and I were just finishing." He said to her as he pushed her down on the bed next to him.

"Why won't you take me with you, Jack? Is it too much to have me on the ship?" Elizabeth spat at him and he groaned.

"I told you it's not going to happen. You are not coming with me!" he snapped back to her.

"Why not?" she whined and he had enough.

"Because I don't want you here! Okay?!' he said angrily to her and she froze. Lizzie was looking at her hands, feeling extremely nervous and embarrassed.

"A few months later you would have wanted me here. What's the matter? Did you find her to seduce this time?" Elizabeth said angrily to him.

"Listen here, missy! What I do or don't do with her is my business. As far as I am concerned I never seduced you. I think it happened the other way round. I don't want you on me ship and that's final. Find another ship to take vacation on. You are the pirate king after all! Why did you choose me?" he said to her as he stood up slowly.

"Because I thought you were my friend." She said and he snorted.

"I'm not friends with traitorous lying women. So, why don't you go somewhere else to ask what you need, eh?"He said with shooing motions of his hands as he walked to his desk and leaned over it, clutching his side.

"I thought you have forgiven me for that, Jack." Elizabeth said looking at him.

"It's Captain to you and no. I haven't and probably never will." He said as he looked at her with hard eyes. Lizzie stood up from the bed and almost unnoticed walked to the door. As she went to open it however, Jack spoke again.

"Lizzie…where are you, luv? Oh! What are you doing there? Go fetch me a shirt,

aye? The King is leaving anyway." Jack said with a smirk, looking at Lizzie and then at Elizabeth.

"All right…he is right you know miss. You can't stay here." Lizzie said in a soft voice and Elizabeth narrowed her eyes at her.

"And why is that?" she asked.

"Because you are with child…I mean…traveling on a ship…at this state." Lizzie explained to her and Jack frowned. He never thought of that actually. He just wanted the woman away from his ship before she had the chance to chain him to the mast again. Lizzie brought him a shirt and gently pulled it over Jack's head and

he smiled at her, happy for all the attention he was getting from her.

"Oh, for God sake's! He can put on his own shirt!" Elizabeth shrieked with her hands in the air.

"No, he can't. He can't stretch his arms. He has bruises all over." Lizzie said with a small smile as she stepped away from her captain.

"Yes, I know that he got bitten up. Seriously Jack! Why are you always in trouble?" Elizabeth asked him and he smirked.

"Is just my luck to save damsel in distresses I guess." He said with a shrug as he sat down at his chair.

"You are no hero." Elizabeth hissed as she opened the door and hastily left the cabin and the ship, leaving a fuming Jack behind her and a very nervous and confused Lizzie.

"Wench…" Jack muttered and Lizzie's eyes widened.

"Jack!" she yelped and he looked at her.

"What? She just insulted me!" he said to her with a grimace, his eyes stormy.

"No reason to speak like that …" she mumbled and he chuckled.

"Yeah…the king deserves respect, aye? Respect my …a…butt…" he said in a low tone.

"Why couldn't you just take her for a trip?" Lizzie asked as she sat down on the bed.

"Yeah, you are right. Maybe I should marry her too in order not to disappoint her." He said sarcastically.

"She could stay in here…I could move with the crew…" she said with a shrug even if she didn't want that to happen.

"Like I would ever give her your place in here. Forget it Lizzie. She's staying away from me ship and from me life." He said as he leaned back on his chair, staring at the ceiling.

"Okay…need anything?" she asked him.

"Aye, some rum." He said with hopeful eyes and she sighed.

"Okay…" she said as she went to the cabinet and picked a bottle. She brought it to him and he took it with eager hands.

"Oh god yes!" he exclaimed happily as he uncorked it and took a long sip. Lizzie watched in amusement as he drank

deeply form the bottle. He looked at her and grinned.

"Want some? I can share…" he offered and she shook her head.

"I don't…" she started but he cut her of.

"Oh come one, Lizzie! Just a sip won't hurt! I'll behave…" he said with a seductive smirk and she reluctantly reached for the bottle. She took a small sip and her eyes widened as the liquid burned her throat.

"Jesus! How can you drink this?!" she said as she coughed.

"You just have a virgin throat, darling." He said as he took the bottle and brought it to his lips to hide his smirk. She glared at him and shook her head.

"You…are…" she trailed of.

"…Charming? Handsome? Asolutely adorable? Take your pick! I'm all those things!" he said with shining black eyes.

"No, I would say ... unbelievable." She said and his grin widened.

"Why, thank you, me luv! Here!" he said as he thrust the bottle in her face again.

"No…" she said but he was persistent. She took another sip and this time she didn't choke at least.

"I think I'm going to bed…" she said as she walked away and he drank again as he watched her walk with his head tilted to the side.

"Lovely dress…" he mumbled and she turned around to look at him.

"Excuse me? Did you say something, Captain?" she asked him with narrowed eyes.

"I said nice dress, luv. I can't make you a compliment?" he asked her innocently as he sipped again.

"You were looking at …my behind!" she said and he chuckled.

"Who? Me? Nah…just the dress, luv…just the dress." He said. She huffed and went to change her clothes for the night while he was drinking.

A while later she returned and he had already drunk the half contents of the bottle.

"Maybe you shouldn't drink so much…" she said to him with worry as she lied down on the bed and slid under the covers.

"I'm fine…helps with the bruises and all…" he slurred slightly and she shook her head. She was too tired to disagree with him. In a few minutes she was asleep on her side.

A few hours later she felt the bed shift and felt someone snuggling up to her. She stirred but didn't open her eyes as she felt a pair of arms moving to her back and pressing her closer to a warm body…which was shirtless.

"Jack…" she mumbled and she felt him move his right hand under her back, bringing her to rest against him.

"Shh…" he whispered and she could smell the rum on his breath. He placed his

lips on her forehead and trailed them down her cheek to her jaw, mumbling something incoherent.

"What…?" she asked him a she opened her eyes.

"You…wouldn't…" he mumbled again as he tightened his hold around her and her eyes widened.

"I wouldn't? Jack, are you drunk?" she asked him and he shook his head frantically from side to side.

"No…no…not drunk…" he mumbled as he started placing kisses on her lips.

"You'd never…do that…right?" he slurred against her lips.

"Do what? Jack, what are you talking about?" she asked him as she moved back from him a little but he was already reaching for her mouth again.

"Betray me…would you…?" he whispered and she understood. The whole thing with Elizabeth had bothered him.

"No…" she said with a smile and brushed her finger over his heLizzieng bottom lip. He grinned a bit goofily at her and kissed her again more deeply this time. He pushed her on her back and laid his head on top of her collarbone with a happy sleepy smile.

"You are nice…not meany… like her…" he mumbled before sleep overtook him, making her chuckle. She placed her hand on the top of his long dark hair and rubbed his scalp and he purred, snuggling closer to her body heat. She kissed his head and closed her eyes. Maybe not all the stories about him were true after all…

End of chapter 15