Author: Across the Stars PM
JackOFC. When a strange young woman is found in a longboat floating in the Carribbean, battered and bruised, Jack Sparrow is intrigued by her, and helps her find something that was taken from her. First fic, give it a chance, please. JackOCRated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Adventure - Chapters: 5 - Words: 3,338 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 12-31-06 - Published: 12-27-06 - id: 3311759
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Yay someone finally got it!!! Yes, my protagonist is Christine Daae from the Phantom of the Opera, so I guess my story is somewhat of a crossover now. Kudos to Your Average December for guessing. Also if you want to listen to the song that inspired this story, it's called "Saturate Me" by Mandy Moore. It's kind of weepy and totally 90's, but it's a good song. Love to all my reviewers; keep doing what you do best!
Christine got out of bed. Rather, she attempted to get out of bed, but fell noisily in the process. As she was trying to extricate herself from the blanket that had her legs trapped, she noticed a ring on her left ring finger. Not just any ring though. The ring Erik had given her the night of Don Juan Triumphant. Along with the ring, there was a rose on the bedside table, tied with the customary black ribbon. Next to the rose, there was a note, addressed to her in flowery script.
Suddenly, Jack came into the room.
"Oi! What're ye doin' on the floor?" He was staggering slightly, and his speech was slurred. There was also a strong scent of alcohol emanating from his person.
"I…I fell when I was getting out of bed and…are you intoxicated?" Christine managed to say. Jack tried to lean down to her level, which was horizontal, to say the least, but ended up on the floor.
"Quite" he slurred, and handed her a bottle of rum. She promptly placed it far out of Jack's reach.
"Drinking is a sin, you know. So is pirating. You are surely bound for hell, Captain Sparrow. And furthermore, I'll thank you not to leave notes for me in the future. If you want something, you may voice it in person, when you are not intoxicated." Christine reprimanded. She clutched the cross necklace she constantly wore.
"Hold it; I didn't write you a letter. I wouldn't waste paper and ink on a…on a person like you!" that was the best he could come up with, as drunk as he was.
Christine stood up unsteadily and tried to leave the room with dignity. But as the blanket fell off, she noticed something quite shocking. "Where is my dress?!" She was clad in only a shift and her corset, along with a bloodstained bandage on her thigh. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her.
"You did this!" she accused Jack, who was smirking happily.
"Swear to God I didn't, love. S'Tia Dalma's fault." And with that, he toppled backwards, too drunk to even sit up.
"Pirates!" Christine spat out as she huffed out of the room.
Yeah, I sort of had to force myself to write this. Its just filler. I'm going to my friend's New Year's party tonight, so this is the only installment today.
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