A wave upon the Caribbean ocean: II

| You're going to want it |

"Miss Swann." Jack pointed to the ship, still holding my waist. Elizabeth clomb on deck, while I was still with Jack. "Come on, Freya." He said, clearly annoyed that I didn't hesitate to move.

"Welcome to the crew former commodore." Pintel said, shoving a goat in Norringtons hands. 

Jack guided me to his cabin. "Ye want some rum?" He asked. "Yes to the first, but don't show Lizzie.." I looked at him worried, making him look worried back. "Indeed.." He said, Giving me a bottle of rum, as I took a swigg. "Leave some for me." Jack gasped, snatching the bottle from my hands and drinking from it. "Rude." I sighed, laying down on the bed. He chuckled. "Dont be mad now, love." He said, making me grin a little, and shoved the bottle in my hands. "Thank you, Captain." I smirked, drinking from the bottle.

"Changed to Captain again, huh?" Jack smirked. "What about it?" I rolled my eyes, as he grabbed the rum bottle. "I like it." Jack smiled. I layed down on his chest, making him groan softly. He ran his fingers through my hair. "Captain.. If you like it or not, I'm sleeping like this." I said, giving him a quick peck on his cheek before laying down again. "Fine by me." Jack replied, shrugging softly, as I fell asleep, being held tightly.

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It was early in the morning. Or atleast I was awake early. Not Freya. "Freya?" I asked, caressing her cheek. "Damnit she's still asleep." I mumbled to myself. "Captain?" Gibbs knocked on the door, asking if he could come in. "Come in, don't be to loud though." I said to Gibbs, who was staring at us. "What are you looking at?" I looked at Gibbs concerned. "Sorry.. I came to say, the deck has been very dirty the past few days.. and..-" I cut Gibbs off. "Then clean it." I shrugged, not trying to wake Freya. "Aye, Captain." Gibbs replied, closing the door before shouting orders.

After awhile Freya woke up, blushing alot, seemingly. "Jack? Am I dreaming?" She questioned. "No?" I looked at her concerned. "Are you having a.. seizure?" I questioned. "No?" She replied. "Ha! So you're not dreaming." I smirked. "mhm." She replied. "Listen, darling, I need to go work on deck too." I groaned. "Why." I got as reply. "Because I am a captain?" I chuckled, slowly getting up. "True enough.." She said, as she got off of my chest, and stood up, stretching, and opened the cabin door slowly, seeing men cleaning the deck. Also Norrington was scrubbing the deck with his wig. "Jack." She turned around. "Is Norrington supposed to be cleaning the deck with his wig?" She started laughing. I got up, indeed seeing Norrington cleaning the deck with his wig. "Apperently so, yes." I noticed Elizabeth walk over to us. "You sleep with him?" She asked Freya. "Yep." Freya smiled, as I snaked my arm around her waist. "Captain Sparrow, I've got something I need to show you." Elizabeth added quickly. "Alright then." I walked over to the railing with Elizabeth.

"Beckett?" I asked.

"Yes, they're signed." Elizabeth replied

"Lord Cutler Beckett of the East India Trading Company." She added.

"Blaah." I said, sticking out my tongue in disgust. "Will was working for Beckett and never said a word." Gibbs said to me, and probably to Elizabeth too. "Beckett wants the compass. Only one reason for that." Gibbs added. "Of course. He wants the chest." I replied, sighing.

"He did say something about a chest." Elizabeth thought for a second. I noticed Freya appear on deck again. She wasnt wearing her dress anymore. "Freya, these clothes do not flatter you. It should be a dress or nothing, and I happen to have nothing in my cabin." I flirted, as she looked at me with a concerned look. She wore similar clothes to me, brown pants with a white shirt. "What are you saying with that, Captain Sparrow." Elizabeth looked at me confused. "Anyways.. He did say something about a chest." Elizabeth turned her focus to me again. "If the company controls the chest, they controls the sea." Freya mumbled. "A truly discomforting notion, love." I said, holding Freya's hand. "And bad." Gibbs added. "Bad for every mother's son what calls himself a pirate." Gibbs continued, before looking at the sails. "I think there's a bit more speed to be coaxed from these sails." Gibbs said "Brace the foreyard!" He shouted.

"Might I inquire as to how you came by these?" I asked Elizabeth, still holding Freya's hand, as I held up the letters of Marque.

"Persuasion." She replied.

"Friendly?" I asked.

"Decidedly not." She smiled. "Will strikes a deal for these, yet you are the one with the prize..." I said, letting go of Freya's hand so I could read the letter. Freya put her head on my shoulder. "Full pardon. Commission as a privateer in behalf of England and the East India Trading Company." I read out loud, seemingly getting Norringtons  attention. "As if I could be bought for such a low price." I chuckled, putting the letter in my coat, and walked away, leaving Elizabeth to follow me, as I held Freya's hand again, whispering: "do not get jealous, Freya." In Freya's ear. "Jack, the letters, give them back." Elizabeth commanded. "No. Persuade me." I smiled. Freya walked over to the railing of the ship, looking at the ocean.

 "You do know Will taught me how to handle a sword?" 

"As I said, persuade me." I sighed, and she walked away. I let out a muffled scoff, walking over to Freya.

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I talked to Jack for a bit. "That was more like a threat than persuasion." I chuckled. "Well, darling, you wouldn't threathen me, would you?" Jack glanced at me for a second, and smiled. "Sometimes I wish I would've." I shrugged. "Well that is quite rude, isn't it." Jack said, defending himself poorly. "No rum for you then." I laughed. "Well..- Ehm. Please. Not the rum.." Jack begged. I chuckled. "I was only joking." Jack looked at me again, smirking, and held my waist with one arm.

Jack walked over near the wheel, and looked at sea, with his spyglass. "Anything ya see?" I asked, smiling at him, making him turn to me. "Yes. You." He mumbled. "Fair enough."

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After awhile I was sitting on the stairs, as Jack walked up to me, with a bottle of rum. "My intuitive sense of the female creature informs that you are troubled." Jack smirked, raising his brows. "I don't know.." I sighed, as he handed me the rum. I took a swigg. "Ye know" He cleared his throat. "..As captain of this ship..I could perform a mar-ri-age.." He randomly said. "Right.. here. Right on this deck. Right.. now." He said, smirking at me. "Jack, you're drunk." I sighed, taking another swigg. "Am not!" Jack defended. "Prove it." I smirked. "..no." He looked at me worried  "That's not proving it. Is it now?" I mumbled. "It is now." He smirked, putting his arm around me. "But why not? We are very much alike, you and I. I and you. Us." Jack smiled. "Oh. I mean..? Yeah? But still Jack. You're drunk. I am not talking about this when you're drunk." I said, and he frowned at me. "Trifles." He smirked. "You will come over to me, I know it." He said, clearly confident. He ran up to me, as I walked to the railing of the ship. "You seem very certain." I smiled. "One word,  love. Curiosity." He smirked, standing next to me. 

"You long for freedom, Freya. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. "He smirked again. "To act on selfish impulse." He stopped for a moment. "Which you have already done.." He mumbled. "You want to see what's its like" His smirk became wide. "One day, you won't be able to resist." Jack raised his brows. "Why doesn't your compass work?" I teased him. "My compass works fine." He said, a bit annoyed. "Because you and I are alike." I smiled. "And there will come a moment when you have a chance to show it." I smirked. "To do the right thing." I received a look from Jack. "I love those moments! I like to wave at them as they pass by." He smiled, waving at the ocean. "You'll have the chance to do something.. something courageous." I walked over to him. "And when you do, you'll discover something." I smirked at him. And he glanced at me. "That you're a good man." I smiled, as he mirrored my smile. "All evidence to the contrary." He looked at me. "Oh, I have faith in you." I grinned. "Want to know why?" I asked, as I turned to him. "Do tell, dearie." Jack smiled, looking out at the ocean, as I leaned on the railing infront of him. "Curiosity. You're going to want it. A chance to be admired and gain the rewards that follow." He looked at my eyes, and then at my lips, and again at my eyes, as I smiled. "You won't be able to resist. You want to know..  what it tastes like.." I teased him. He turned to me. "I do want to know what it tastes like.." He looked at my lips, he held my waist. "But, seeing as you're a good man, I know you'd never put me in a position that would compromise my honor." I smiled, as he brushed his hand through my hair, getting closer to my lips. He attempted to kiss me, but he stopped. As he looked down at something. I smiled. "I'm proud if you.." I smirked, giving him a kiss on his cheek, for resisting his urge. "Land ho!" Gibbs shouted. I walked away.

I heard Jack groan for a minute.

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"I want my jar of dirt."

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