A Pirate's Love

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Jack put down his quill and gently closed his journal, "Maddy either shut up of kill me cause one way or another my headache has got to be put to rest," he told her quietly. His voice sounded scary even to him, why was she treading this water with him, knowing just how dangerous it was?

Madeline bit her lip. She suddenly felt bad. "Would ye like me to rub your shoulders?" She asked. "That always used to help when I did that."

Jack looked at her suspiciously, "What will it cost me," he asked.

Would you like a list? She thought wickedly to herself. "What would ye give me?" She asked with a smile. She knew it was dangerous water she was treading but she couldn't help herself.

"Something tells me I'd get more satisfaction out of tying down to the bed and gagging ye," Jack said and began rubbing his eyes. He was exhausted, why was she trying to drive him mad?

Madeline growled under her breath and moved to stand behind him. She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to rub them. She moved her hands up under his hair to get to his neck. She could feel how tense he was. She heard him sigh heavily. "Is it helping?" she asked quietly.

"A little," he confessed reluctantly. Now tell me I told ye so, he thought angrily.

She moved her hands to his head. Massaging his temple. She moved her body closer to him so that she could focus on helping him relax. "Does this help more?"

Jack moaned. He closed his eyes and tried to relax but too many ugly images were playing out in his head and he had to open them back up.

"Did I hurt you?" She asked when she heard him moan.

"Not that time," Jack murmured.

Madeline bit her lip. Was he ever going to let her back in? "Do ye wish for me to stop?" she asked in a hoarse voice.

"Please, I think my headache is from too much rum and not enough solid food," Jack told her with a heavy sigh.

Madeline released her hands from him and didn't move from behind him. "Would ye like me to get ye a plate of food Captain?"

"Won't do any good love, would keep it down," Jack told her and reopened his journal but then closed it again. He pulled off his boots. "Think I need some sleep, wasn't going to till we found JJ but I don't think I can make it if I don't. Be another two days before we even get to Shanghai anyway," he sighed.

Madeline stepped back as he stood up. She bent to pick up his boots and placed them at the foot of his bed. He was right, they both needed sleep. She was so afraid of what she would dream about. "Can I do anything else for ye Captain Sparrow?" she asked quietly.

"No love," Jack groaned as he tried to get comfortable.

Madeline stood at the foot of his bed watching him. "If ye need anything, wake me Captain. I'll be in my bunk.," she said sighing heavily as she turned.

"Fine Maddy," Jack groaned and wished to the heavens she's just shut up and let him sleep.

Madeline walked over to his desk and poured herself a glass of rum. She swallowed it down in one swallow. She stretched her back and bent down to take off her boots. A wave of exhaustion ran through her body. Damn, liquor never hit her that fast. She yawned as she made her way to her bunk. She practically stumbled and as she did, she ripped down the sheet and collapsed into her bunk.