Dead Men (Tell No Tale) Jack Sparrow

Chapter 2

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            The Black Pearl now sailed miles away from the island in Singapore, however their destination was still quite a ways away. The sun had set a few hours ago and most of the members of the crew were now downstairs in the Pearl sleeping, or doing something of any other sort. Danae and William were the only ones upon deck. The night sky was clear with a half moon glowing, carrying a small breeze that helped move the Pearl on a higher speed.

            Danae stood behind the wheel glancing up ahead of her and behind her every now and then, this caught the skeptical eye of William Turner.  He walked towards her furrowing his brow in curiosity.

            “Danae,” he began, she turned her attention to Will and raised her brows, “Why are you being so cautious? We’re only sailing in shallow water.” Danae laughed slightly and shook her head placing one hand on her hip.

            “Have you even met the infamous ‘Captain Jack Sparrow’? Will,” she began and lowered her voice, “he cam be a bit of a coward.” She finished. 

            “But what’s that got to do with this?” Danae sighed and shrugged.

            “I don’t know much, I don’t know Jack very well as Gibbs, but he’s a… um… he can be kind of greedy.” She began and spun the wheel to the left, “You know, he didn’t always have his ‘Precious Pearl’,” she said sarcastically.

            “Yes, Barbossa did.” He answered, Danae nodded.

            “Yes, but before Barbossa, it was sunk underneath the waters of the ocean. And Jack had asked Jones to bring it back.”

            “Jones?”

            “You know Davey Jones? He practically owns the sea! Anyways, he brought the Pearl Back for Jack and he agreed that he would be Captain of the Pearl for like 12 years or 13… I can’t remember.”

            “Okay… this to that because…” 

            “Because from what Gibbs told me, Jacks time is about up, and Jack needs to settle his debt with Jones—cruel man he his, Jones I mean. And Jack is worried that one day Jones will send his ‘pet’ after him.” She finished.

            “So that’s why Jack likes to sail on shallow waters? Because of Jones.” Danae nodded.

            “Aye, because of him.”

            “What exactly does his pet do? What’s it called?” Danae shrugged.

            “Like I said before, I don’t know much… you should ask Gibbs,” She sent a sincere smile over at Will, “Speaking of Gibbs it’s his turn to be the helmsperson. I should go, tired. You mind looking after the Wheel while I go and get him?” She asked. He nodded and took the care out of her hands. Danae thanked him and walked down to sleeping quarters.

            She walked down to the end of the bunks where Gibbs usually slept. She found a bottle of rum in his hands and shook her head as she pulled it out of his grasp. She shook him lightly by his shoulder and arm.

            “Mr. Gibbs, Mr. Gibbs!” She hissed, but he didn’t even move an inch. She rolled her eyes and pinched his arm real small. A small yelp escaped from the man’s lips, and he woke up seconds later with wide angry eyes.

            “Danae! You L—”

            “Sorry, but its your turn to man the wheel.” She said quietly so that the others that were sleeping wouldn’t be disturbed. She watched as Gibbs grumbled as he got up from his bunk and rubbed his eyes. He grabbed his bottle of rum that Danae had taken from his and took a large swig before he walked back upon the deck.

            Danae walked away from all of the bunks and into the storage place on the ship. She felt awfully tired, but didn’t feel like sleeping, no—her body wasn’t tired yet, just her mind. She moved a few of the barrels around and found a few bottles of Rum. They always ran out fast on this ship, and when Danae needed it the most it was always gone, so she would hide a few bottles from Jack and the others and keep them to herself. She pulled the cork out of a new bottle and put the rim of the bottle up to her lips and took a nice long swig.

            “Hold on their Dearie,” Danae removed the bottle from her mouth and swallowed. In front of her stood Jack, with eyes of want, “Where did you get that?” He asked walking towards her.

Danae hid the bottle behind her back, however she knew that it wouldn’t get Jack off of her back considering the fact that she had rum… he loved rum.

“Nothing, whatever it is, it isn’t yours? I have it, and it’s mine right now.” She said trying to walk out from storage, however Jack was always one step ahead. He blocked her every move.      

“Now, Danae. I know that you know that I know that you know that you know I know that you have a bottle of Rum behind your back and in your hand right this moment.”

He leaned into her and began to skid his fingers down Danae’s arms. His hands grasped the bottle rum, but he didn’t snatch it out of her hand. He placed his other hand around her waist and tightened his grip around her. Danae didn’t move, she didn’t stiffen, and she relaxed. For the first time in a while, she actually relaxed.

“You shouldn’t be sneaking drinks love.” He whispered, “You shouldn’t be doing that… people might think you have a problem.”

“I don’t have a drinking problem, you do incase you haven’t noticed.” Danae said causing Jack to chuckle slightly.

“Oh yes Dearie, I have noticed.”

Jack pressed his lips against Danae’s causing the bottle of rum to drop out from her hand. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him back as he tightened his grip around her waist pulling her closer. His one hand traveled up to her face and he began to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand. He pulled away and pulled her back in for a hug.

“Your lips taste like rum.” He said.  

“Jack?”

“Yes Love?” He said into her hair.

“I don’t have a drinking problem.” She said sternly causing Jack to chuckle.

“I know Dearie, I know.”

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♥ Laurel