A Pirate's Life For Me (Mary Read X OC Fanfic)

Chapter 9

A/N: So this is set probably a week or two after the last chapter.

I wake up to the feeling of the bed dipping. The warm body that I had my arms around had just gotten up, and I open my eyes to see Mary wrapping her bandages back around her chest. "What are you doing?" I mumble, still feeling tired. "I was going to make ye breakfast in bed! Go back to sleep." Mary tells me, smiling. She wraps her bandana around her head and leans over to kiss my forehead. When her lips touch my forehead, I smile because all of this is so new, but exciting. Instead of going back to sleep though, I get up and tell her I'll meet her in the kitchen. She groans, but reluctantly agrees. She then leaves, and I get dressed.

I walk out of my bedroom and walk to our kitchen. Mary is in there making orange juice and scrambling eggs. I walk up behind her and give her a quick hug before asking, "Do you need any help?" she just shakes her head 'no' and goes back to squeezing oranges. I sit on the cabinet and watch her facial features. When she's concentrating her eyebrows pull together, and I find it cute. She also bites her lip a little, and that's more than cute... It's hot.

I'm just about to ask her if she's sure she doesn't need help, when Mark comes through the door. "I got a letter today. From mom." He says, looking at me. I smile, because even though she can be strict, I love her with all my heart. "Can I read it?" I ask Mark. He just hands me the letter, and I start to worry because of how serious he's being. I open the letter, there's not much writing on it. I'm really curios now so I start to read; Mark and Jane, prepare for the arrival of your father and I on the 17th. It is serious, and you may want to prepare a bag in case we all have to leave quickly. This is all I can say in writing. If I am not here by the 23rd, I want you two to run and get out of Nassau and hide. I love you, I will hopefully see you soon.

That's how the letter ends, and it barely takes up a quarter of the page. All I feel is confusion, why would we need to hide? If she's not here by then? What would happen? She might be here tomorrow, as today is the 16th. I look at Mark and you can tell he's just as confused as I am. "Is everything alright?" Mary asks the both of us. "You don't care if M-James reads it, do you?" I ask Mark. Mark shakes his head, and so I hand the letter to Mary. Her eyes scan the page, and look back up at us. "Do ye have any family enemies? Maybe anyone who would want ye hurt?" She asks us, being completely serious. Mark speaks up before me, "Not that we know of." He says. I nod, but maybe we do. I wouldn't think we would, just because of how likeable my family is. They aren't the snobby kind of rich, we aren't nobles, and we all try to be kind to everyone and fight for what's right. "Well I made breakfast for you guys, if ye want I can help ye figure things out after we eat." Mary offers. "That's a good idea." Mark says. "Thanks for breakfast." I say, giving Mary a quick peck on the cheek. She almost-blushes and responds; "It's no problem love." Mark looks at us, and pretends to gag. We laugh, it's a little strained but still a laugh, and then head to the dining room with our food.

Breakfast is quiet, but not uncomfortable. We eat our food slowly, not really wanting to have to think about what could be wrong. Occasionally one of us will try to make small talk, but it doesn't really work. "So where's Bennet this morning?" I ask Mark. "He had to leave early for work. He was actually the one who told me that there was a letter on the doorstep." Mark tells me, and I just nod my head, not knowing what else to do. We finish, and I go to wash the dishes. Mary follows me, and this time it's me working and her watching. "Everything will be alright lass." She tells me, wrapping her arms around me. "I hope so." I tell her, and it's the complete truth. I hope everything is alright. When we finish, I ask her what she has to do for the day. "I was going to go and clean out the cargo space in me ship, but ye need me more. I can get some of the crew to clean it for me." She tells me, and so I respond "Oh no! I wouldn't want to pull you away from something you need to do. You really don't have to I can-" But before I can finish, Mary covers my mouth with her hand. "Shh. I don't mind, really. I want to stay her with ye. I'm assuming ye won't be opening shop today?" She asks me. "There's too much in the house that needs to be done, I want it almost perfect before mother gets here, in case she wants to come inside or decides to stay for a while. Mom also asked me to pack a bag, and if she wrote that into the letter it must be important. I'll have to do that and the house has to have food in case she's staying for a while and we need to clean and-" Again Mary cuts me off, but this time it's by pressing her lips to mine. She hugs me closer, and I just kiss her back. I pull back, I sigh out "Thanks for that." Mary sticks her tongue out at me, and rests her head on mine. "I can help ye. And Mark is here. And I'm sure if everything isn't done by sundown Bennet can help. We'll get it done. Just breathe." I do, but then a thought comes to my head. "Mary Read, would you like to meet my mother and father? I mean, if you think it's too soon than I can just tell them you have work or something." I say, rambling a little. Mary laughs, and just says "I would love to meet yer parents." I smile, and then ask "Well what are we going to tell them? Are we courting or..?" trailing off a little at the end. "Why don't we just tell them we're lovers? No strings attached, but I wouldn't mind courting you, Jane Cliffsworth." Mary tells me, smiling. I smile back at her, "So we're officially lovers?" I ask her, not able to keep a grin off my face. "I guess so." She says, looking extremely happy as well.

The day is spent rushing around trying to get things done. Mark, Mary and I clean the house, and then Mary helps me try and fit my clothes and favorite books into a bag. I also have to find my violin case, as I can't leave my violin , and organize my paints and put them into a smaller bag. If we do have to leave, I want to have my painting done before then so Mary can have it. So when I finish packing, I paint while Mary helps Mark go to the market. By the time they get back, I have the "James" side of Mary's face done and it looks good. I spend another three to four hours painting the "Mary" side of the face, and the final product is beautiful. I step back, sign my name, and leave it to dry. When I show it to Mary, she is almost in tears. "Thank ye lass. Ye're so talented." She says, and kisses me quickly. "Do you want to put it up somewhere? You could put it in your cabin if you want..." I say, looking at the ground. Mary looks at me, and says "Are ye sure lass? Ye sure you want me to have it in my grubby ole cabin?" I look at her like she's crazy. "Of course. I would be honored if you wanted it." I say. "And I would be honored to have it hanging in me cabin." She says, and we kiss. I don't know how long we kiss, but when we pull away we're both panting a little.

Bennet comes over for dinner, and Mary stays as well. The four of us eating dinner at Mark and I's house is becoming more and more frequent. All of us don't have many people in Nassau for us, so we've become like a little family. Dinner is a mixture of serious talk about tomorrow, and us goofing around. Either way, it's amazing. Bennet and Mark get drunk again, and Mary and I laugh at them. Once they get to the point that they can barely stand, Mary and I help them to bed.

"Do you need to go back to your cabin tonight?" I ask Mary, not knowing if she didn't want to spend two nights away in a row. Lately, she's been spending about every two to three nights over, and I didn't know if she would want to stay for two nights straight. "Not if ye want me to stay." She tells me, and in response I pull her into my room. "Ye know what ye've never shown me?" Mary asks me once we're sitting on the bed. "What?" I ask her, wondering what I haven't shown her. "How amazing ye are at music. Ye've told me how ye've played violin for years and how yer sister helped teach you to sing, but ye've never shown me." She tells me, and I blush. I guess she's right, but the only person outside my family that's heard me play was Bennet, and that took years. Though, I've come to trust Mary in the short couple of month we've been friends and she told me her biggest secret. If she can tell me something like that, I can play for her. I grab my violin out of its case, the bow, and some rosin. I put the rosin on the bow, and start to play. My chin on the chinrest, and the bow gliding across the strings. I then start to sing a little, becoming one with the music. My eyes are closed, and I forget that Mary is in the room with me. I finish and open my eyes. Mary has an amazed expression on her face, but is smiling at the same time. I blush, and she starts to clap. I take a sheepish bow, and then put away my violin.

Mary takes off her bandages, and we lie down in my bed. I turn over, and suddenly we're kissing again. For a while, we just kiss. Our lips moving in sync, necks are left with light marks, and we embrace. After what feels like hours, we finally pull away. "I've never felt like this for someone" I whisper to Mary, and she replies "Me neither."

We lay in the dark, and I can't seem to fall asleep. I start to think about tomorrow, wondering what could be wrong. I wonder if my parents will like Mary, well they'll be meeting James but my Mary. I wonder if I do have to leave if Mary will come with me, because her ship is fixed. I just lay in the dark, thinking and worrying a little. I don't want to say anything just in case Mary is asleep. So I lay there, listening to the beautiful women next to me breathe, and I think. I think until there's nothing left to think about, and eventually my breathing evens out, and I close my eyes.

AN: I don't know if you noticed, but I changed the name of the story! Please tell me what you think and if you have any ideas that might be a better title! Thank you so so so so soooo much for reading! Have a good day!