A Pirate's Love

Chapter 57

Chapter 57

Jack frowned, "No, I caught that little weasel lurking around and I found out some new things about Jacquette," he said taking a bottle of rum from his shelf. He opened it and drank it down, not bothering to offer her any or using a glass.

Madeline watched him. "Like what Jack?" she asked slowly moving towards him.

Jack moved away from her, not trusting himself, as his rage was too close to the surface, "I don't know if I should tell ye," he said.

Madeline watched as he moved away. She could see how angry he was. "Perhaps it would be better for me not to know, seeing as how angry ye are." She said quietly.

It may not even be true, Pang doesn't always get his facts straight but he told me he's heard that Jacquette has recently gone into his business," Jack told her and took another drink from the bottle.

Madeline's head snapped up. Her heart began to race. "Oh God no!" she cried out. "I am going to skin that bastard alive if he's so much done anything like that to our son." she hissed. She began to pace. Anger seething through her at the thought of Jacquette selling her son into slavery. "I'm going to kill him. I swear to God, he will feel my wrath."

Jack cringed, if she only knew the half of it, "Maddy as I said Pang doesn't always get his facts straight," he sat at his desk and picked up his journal. He opened it up and began flipping through pages. He wondered if maybe he had met Jacquette before and had just forgotten about it.

Madeline watched as Jack sat down at his desk and flipped through his journal. She stormed over and took the rum and moved back to the bed. She took a swallow and began to sharpen her sword as she muttered curses damning Jacquette as she did.

"Did Jacquette ever go by any other names," Jack asked not taking his eyes off the pages he was looking through.

Madeline stopped what she was doing and thought about it. Her gaze moved to Jack. "I remember Barbossa mentioning a Francisco Nicollete and when Louis arrived on the island, he told me he had used that name to get out of a scrape or two. Why?"

Jack simply grunted and kept looking through his journal, "Just trying to see if I may have met some Frenchman when Barbossa and I were together that might have been him," he muttered.

"Oh." she said quietly. She took another drink of rum and let her sword clatter to the floor. She hung her head between her knees and started to cry. Thoughts of JJ filling her mind.

Jack turned and closed the journal, "Maddy," he said gently. He didn't move from where he sat, he still didn't trust himself.

Her head came up at his voice. "Jack, our baby." she whispered. "That bastard, he's making me weak.," she cried.

Jack moved and sat beside her, he pulled her into his arms and leaned against the headboard of his bed. "I know the feeling," he said stroking her hair.

"Oh Jack." she cried as he stroked her hair. "He's just a little boy."

"Ah but remember who his father is love," Jack said hoping to reassure her.

Madeline looked at him and smiled weakly. "Aye Jack." she said quietly. She reached up to stroke his cheek. "I wouldn't want anyone but you to be his father."

Jack gently pushed her head down against his chest, "Sleep my love," he said softly.

Madeline played with the exposed skin of his chest with her fingers. "I can't."

"Ye've had a long day, I'd imagine ye'd be tired," Jack said surprised.

"Aye, it has been a long day, but too many thoughts running through my head Jack." She whispered, her fingers continuing their movements on him.

Jack took her hand, "Maddy don't," he groaned. He thought about getting up and going back to reading his journal. He leaned against the headboard and closed his eyes; he wasn't sleeping either because he was racking his brain to remember the past.

"I'm sorry Jack, I just. Oh hell." She swore in a whisper. "I just need to be close to someone. I need to be close to you. I'm sorry." she said and tried to sit up.

Jack held her, "We didn't finish our conversation from earlier. I was about to tell ye something but now I can't remember... where were we when the snake slithered in," he asked.

Madeline looked at him. "Ye said that ye wanted to make love to me, but then Gibbs interrupted us and then after we got Tobey fixed up, we were talking about that bastard and I said that ye were the only man I'd been with." she said quietly as she looked into his eyes.

"Ah now I remember, aye, I do want to but Maddy... I'm scared," Jack said furrowing his eyebrows, as this was not something he wanted to admit.

Madeline reached out to him, taking his hands in hers. "Scared of what Jack?" she asked. She kissed his palms. Kissing his scar. "Of hurting me?"

Jack gave a snort, "Hardly," he said and released her. He got up, "No Maddy, I'm not worried about hurting ye," he sighed. He sat back down at his desk and picked his journal back up. He shook his head and gave another snort but kept his eyes on the pages before him.

Madeline pounded the mattress in frustration. "Then what is it Jack?" she yelled. "Ye kiss me in the galley and tell me ye want to make love to me and then ye push me away Jack. I know I've made ye angry as of late and I'm sorry. I know how much ye want to find JJ. As much as I do. But damnit Jack, I'm sorry, I need you too." She swore and picked up her sword. "I'm going to the crow's nest."

"Ye do that missy ... and don't worry if it pisses ye off this much I won't bother kissing ye again ... while yer up there think about this ... ye left me and yet ye think I am afraid of hurting ye? How fucking sanctimonious is that," Jack growled.

Madeline stopped where she was and turned to look at him. She had made him angry yet again. She closed her eyes; damn she was never going to learn was she? "I'm sorry Jack.," she said with her eyes still closed. She opened them and slowly walked towards her bunk. She needed him like she had never needed him before. "Leaving ye was the worst mistake I've ever made."

"Get yer arse up to the crow's nest, I'm going to take the wheel from Gibbs," Jack said closing the book. He stood and stretched, "I want to know where yer at so I can keep an eye on ye, Pang could be lurking anywhere," he yawned as he waited for her to make an about face. He was not going to make getting his trust back easy for her... he'd learned too much from Barbossa about people, He was going to keep her off balance till she was a frustrated as he was and then eventually he might, just might let her back into his heart. But at the moment he wasn't ready.

"Aye Captain." She snapped and pulled on her coat. She spun on her heel and headed towards the door. Damn him she thought. She hurried to the deck and up the ropes to the crow's nest. She looked down and saw Pan strolling on the decks whistling to himself. She gasped but then saw Jack take the wheel. She was frustrated. Mentally, physically and sexually and Jack knew exactly what he was doing to her.