A Pirates Life For Me

Chapter 1

-Hook's P.O.V
I enjoyed the salty breeze of the sea but it got colder as sundown came closer. I was exhausted and I really wanted a bottle of rum. I sailed to Pirate's Cove with heavy eyelids which by the way is not good for a pirate. These waters are all dangerous. I would rather not have anything happen to the Jolly Rodger... or me- self. I docked my ship and walked to the bar.
Once I got there I was greeted with the sweet smell of alcohol. I sat at the counter and looked around at my surroundings.
"What's your poison?" A woman's voice came from behind the counter. I looked over and saw a beautiful lass. Her long hair was in a braid, put to the side. her eyes were a deep green with a red tint. Her lips were a dark red. She cleared her throat and leaned on the counter.
"Excuse me..." She said. "What do you want to drink?" she asked once more. I snapped out of my gaze. I cleared my throat.
"Rum please. Make it a bottle."
"Hmm. Strong drinker huh?" She smirked. She grabbed a bottle of rum and poured some in a glass. Then she put the whole bottle by me along with the glass. "So-" She started but was interrupted.
"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME WENCH!" A drunken voice shouted from the corner. The glorious bar tender sighed and rolled her eyes.
"I'll be back." She walked over casually to the fight. "WOULD YOU SHUT UP?!" She screamed at the pirates. One of the men in the fight slapped her across the face and I flinched at the noise. Slowly she turned her head back smiling. Before I could blink she had a bottle of wine in her hand... a full bottle. She then hit the man that slapped her over the head with the bottle knocking him unconscious. One of that man's friends turned her around grabbing her stomach and squeezing her as hard as he could. Somehow she got out of his grasp and he tried to punch her but she ducked and kicked him where no man wants to be kicked. He toppled over and she laughed.
"Anyone else?" She paused. "Good now go home you drunken asses." She said sternly. She turned around and walked back to where I was sitting. "Sorry about that."
"Oh it's alright darling. Quite a show you put on. Ever thought of becoming a pirate?"
"No actually I haven't. But now that you mention it, I think it would be fun with all the adventure." I nodded and took a swig of my drink. I slyly smiled.
"Why don't you take a seat... have a drink.. with me perhaps." She smirked.
"I'll get fired if my boss catches me." I looked down... unsuccessful with my flirtation. "But... maybe just a glass of rum. Pour me some." I smiled and perked up a bit.
"Tell me something love." I asked. "What is your name?"
"It's Jaime. Jaime Blakk. Your's?"
"Killian Jones. But most people choose to call me by my more colorful moniker... Hook."
"As in Captain Hook?"
"Ah. So you've heard of me?" I raised me hook in the air.
"Of course I have." She smiled and made her way over to the seat right of mine. I slid the glass of rum over to her and before she could take a sip a angry man came barging over.
"JAIMEEEE!!!" She sighed and got up from her seat.
"What is it Tucker?" Jaime asked.
"WHY ARE YOU DRINKING ON THE JOB?!?!" He shouted at her pushing her over the counter. I got up and went to help her up.
"It's my fault." I started. "I asked her to have a drink with me."
"I don't care whoever your name is."
"Well-"
"Hook thanks but I can handle this." Jaime said in a quiet weak voice. "If you won't let me have a drink on my own time then you can say good bye to the best worker you've ever had."
"Alright. Fine with me. Good riddance. YOU'RE FIRED!!" Tucker shouted.
"Thanks for the early birthday gift." She smiled. Tucker growled and went back to wherever he was.
"You know you're pretty tough for a woman." I said.
"Oh are you surprised?" She smirked. She took off her apron and put it on the counter.
"A little bit darling." I looked at her without the apron on. Her dress fit her nicely. She had a little waist but nice curvy hips and she was skinny. "How 'bout joining my crew and becoming a pirate? We could use someone as tough as you."
"Well..." She started. "what about this. Meet me at the dock tomorrow morning and if I'm there then it's a yes. If not its a no."
"I'm impatient. Tell me now."
"Then it's a yes! Thank you!"
"Of course. Come with me."