Okay, this is a story that came into my head a few days earlier. It's my first long Pirates of the Caribbean story, so go easy on me, okay? This takes place after At World's End with the difference that Jack still has the Pearl. It's a Jack/OC story. Okay, here we go!
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean! I wish I owned Jack though…
Screams. Loud female screams broke the silence of the calm, cool Caribbean night. A young woman, no older than nineteen years old was running behind the men of the British Royal Navy as they dragged away the one single person that ever mattered to her. Tears were streaming down her face as she followed them out of her small house while she pleaded them to stop.
"Please no! Please let him go!" the young woman pleaded as she caught the sleeve of one of the men that were dragging her father away from her. Her father looked at her with a warm, tired smile on his face as he was being taken away from his daughter. She locked eyes with him and smiled through her tears.
"It's okay,Alicia …shh..." he father said to her gently before one of the men pushed him forcefully forward. She clutched the fabric of the man's sleeve tighter and tried to make them stop.
"Please, he's sick! How can he possibly be a threat to you?" she asked desperately but the man just roughly pushed her to the ground, making her release her grip on him.
"Shut it, you foolish girl! Your father has broken the law many times but finally he will pay for his sins." The soldier said to her as he turned away, leaving her lying on the dirt of the road.
"What are you going to do to him?!" she screamed so loudly that the man stopped again.
"Why, my dear? Hang him of course. He's a pirate!" the man spat at her and she cried even harder.
"Not anymore he's not…he's dying…please just…" she pleaded him but he just laughed cruelly at her.
"Well, another reason for me to put him out of his misery then." He said and walked away from her, leaving her staring after her father's retreating form, watching as he was being dragged away from her, forever. She stared after them until they were completely out of sight. She looked down at her lap with tears still running down her cheeks before burying her face in her hands as she started weeping uncontrollably.
"God…what am I going to do?" she whispered as she looked up at the clean sky, desperation and fear written all over her features.
After what seemed like an eternity she stood up with unsteady feet and with another last look at the now empty road turned around and walked inside the small house, closing the door behind her.
The Black Pearl was docking at Tortuga and its Captain looked at the island with a smirk on his face.
"Finally some rum…" he mumbled as he turned around only to come face to face with his first mate.
"Captain." Gibbs said with a nod.
"Gibbs…inform the crew that we'll be here for two days." Jack said to him as he looked around the ship.
"Yes…supplies?" Gibbs asked him and Jack smirked.
"Among…other things." He said as he started walking towards the plank as the crew run around the ship. Gibbs followed him, rolling his eyes as they walked of the ship. The arrived at the dock and Jack started walking towards the Faithful Bride.
"Jack! Where are we heading after here?" Gibbs asked him and he almost collided with his captain's back as he suddenly stopped to take a look around the tavern.
"I don't know about that yet, Mister Gibbs. What I do know is that I need a drink." Jack mumbled as he started walking through the crowd of drunken people.
"Aha!" he exclaimed as he found a table to sit. He walked to it and sat down with Gibbs taking a seat on his left. Soon a barmaid walked to them and took their order.
"Rum, luv. Lots of rum." Jack said to her with a wink and the woman nodded.
"Very warm night, Jack." Gibbs said as he wiped sweat from his brow with an old cloth he had in his pocket.
"You've no idea…" Jack mumbled as a woman passed by and smiled at him. He grinned back and patted his lap. The woman raised her eyebrows but came closer to him nonetheless.
"Need some company, Captain Sparrow?" the woman asked as she seated herself on his lap while Gibbs looked at them bored but his eyes lit up when the rum came.
"You know me, luv?" Jack asked her with a smirk as she came closer to him.
"Who doesn't?" she giggled and his smirk widened as he took a swing of his rum. She leaned close to his neck and started kissing it while his arm snaked around her waist. At that moment the barmaid came to their table with a letter in her hand.
"You are Jack Sparrow?" she asked Jack who winked in response.
"The one and only." He said and he groaned when the woman on his lap found a particularly soft spot on his neck.
"This is for you." She said as she placed the letter in front of Jack. Jack narrowed his eyes and reached with his hand for the letter. He read the name in front of it and stared at it for what seemed like an eternity before opening the letter. His face got serious and when the woman in his arms started talking again about their night together he wasn't really listening or interested anymore.
"Not now, luv." He said as he turned his attention back to the letter. The woman stood up and walked away from him, glaring daggers.
"From who is it, Jack?" Gibbs asked curiously.
"A…friend… a long, forgotten friend…" he mumbled as he started reading the obviously hastily written lines. During reading the letter Jack's face changed many times. From surprise to shock and then fear before turning completely serious again.
"Jack?" Gibbs asked, really worried.
"We have a heading Mister Gibbs." Jack said as he folded the letter and put it in his coat pocket.
"Heading?" Gibbs said, raising his eyebrows.
"Aye, Jamaica." he said as he stood up and finished the rest of his rum in one gulp.
"Jamaica? What for?" Gibbs asked as he got up and followed his captain out of the tavern and back to the Pearl.
"To save a damsel in distress, Gibbs." Jack smirked and Gibbs's eyes widened.
"A woman? On the ship?" Gibbs asked terrified.
"Yes." Jack said as he started walking quickly to the ship with Gibbs trying to keep up with him.
"But…what about supplies?" the older man asked and Jack turned around quickly to face him.
"Just bring rum. You will need it. Especially with a woman aboard." He mumbled as he turned around and started walking again.
"But why do you have to go there?" Gibbs asked as they arrived at the ship.
"Because I owe it to her father." He said as he entered his cabin.
"Her father? Who is her father Jack?" Gibbs asked.
"Charles Abraham is her father, Gibbs." Jack said as he sat on his desk and put his face in his hands.
"Abraham? The same man that…?" Gibbs asked surprised.
"Aye, the same man that saved my butt several times when I was younger." He said as he opened his compass.
"But what happened?" his first mate asked confused.
"The man is dying…I don't know it's not clear…I need rum!" he said suddenly.
"You just had rum." Gibbs said.
"Yes…I need more…" he mumbled. Gibbs stood there staring at him until Jack looked up at him.
"Well? What are you waiting for? Tell the crew that vacation is over!" he snapped as he started looking for a bottle.
"Right." Gibbs said as he quickly left the cabin.
"What have you put me into, Charles?" he mumbled as he finally found what he was looking for and sat back down. He opened the bottle and took a sip before leaning back on his chair. He closed his eyes and a smirk came to his face when he remembered the last time he had seen his friend. His daughter had been around twelve when he had last seen her.
"Let's see what you've turned into, luv…" he whispered as he got up and left his cabin. As soon as he was out he started shouting orders to the slightly upset crew.
End of chapter 1
Author's note: Thank you for reading! Please review! Constructive criticism is always welcome! I'm sorry if it's short but the next one will be longer. :)