Caribbean Hybrid
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › Het - Male/Female › Jack/Elizabeth
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
34
Views:
7,481
Reviews:
27
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
2
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Five
Title: Caribbean Hybrid - Chapter 5
Chapter Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: We don't own these characters, we are simply using them as toys in our playhouse.
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Captain Jack Sparrow paced the deck of the Black Pearl. He strode towards the stern, turned on his heel and strode back to the Quarter-deck, only to turn again and repeat this action again and again. Finally he stopped and turned to glare at his first mate.
"Damn and Blast! Where the bloody hell is she?" he yelled out into the wind. "She should have been here an hour ago with that damn book." he turned and started pacing again. "Leave it to me Jack.." he squeaked in his worst Elizabeth impression, "I know how to handle Norrington." He stopped, his face was red and his eyes were angry, "I just bet she does. One flicker of those cute little eyelashes and she gets what ever she wants, HA!" he looked back to Gibbs, "And they say I'm the cad"
"Come now Captain, now you know my feelin's on 'avig ladies on the ships, but aren't you bein' a little hard on the lass?"
"Ah," he moved in closer to Gibbs, "She's got to you to I see." Jack turned in disgust and started squeaking again, "I can get the book for you Jack, but you have to let me come with you." his arms flew wide as he continued his impersonation, "My eunuch boyfriend just doesn't have the…"
"I never said that."
The voice from behind him broke his rhythm and made his eyes widen on Gibbs, who was trying very hard to keep his face straight, although his shoulders were jumping and shaking.
Jack turned to find himself face to face with a very angry Elizabeth Swan. "Well maybe not as such" he replied without missing a beat, his eyes squinting slightly as he spoke.
She threw him the book, "Looks like my eyelash flickering worked, much like your…" she stopped and suddenly looked confused. She looked at Jack more closely, then backed up slightly as though she couldn't quite focus. She stumbled backwards and threw her hands out front as though she were blind.
This was greeted by a roar of laughter from Gibbs who had finally given over to the mirth.
"Yes Thank you Mr Gibbs', Jack flung over his shoulder as he glared at Elizabeth. "You're a funny lass luv" he spoke grimly.
"Why thank you Jack" she replied, her eyes wide with mock innocence.
Jack sniggered and then smiled himself. "Come a long Peapod, I'll show you ye cabin."
He opened the large doors and signalled for her to enter, and she did with a grin as she passed him and started down the stairs.
"The Pearl is looking much better now", she said conversationally, over her shoulder as she led the way down. "You've really fixed her up well Jack"
Jack looked around with pride, "She be a strong ship", he slid his hand lovingly over the archway nearest to him. "Thirteen years and she's still in her prime"
Jack watched as Elizabeth turned. She had the oddest look on her face as she looked at him. He grinned as he looked right back. She was a real beauty with her hair all free and wild around her shoulders and her eyes flashing. Jack knew that she liked it when he talked about the Pearl.
Finally they reached her cabin and Jack opened the door for her. He waved her in graciously again and followed his eyes running up and down her graceful back. He heard her gasp as she looked around, and smiled with pride. He had worked hard to make this room suitable for a lady. A comfortable bunk with white and pink sheets, the walls were a pleasant cream, and he'd even managed to find a couple of pleasant landscapes to hang.
"Well, I had the feeling that you and William would probably end up on the Pearl again some day so I thought I should be prepared." he grinned roguishly and bowed. "If it's not to bold, may I ask why Mr Turner isn't with us?"
Without answering she took the book from his hands and sat on the bunk. Jack watched as she absently flicked through it, obviously looking at the pictures and not really understanding the words. Hmm tender area he thought to himself and shrugged.
"What is this book for Jack?"
He smiled at her redirection of the conversation, but did not push the matter. "Those are various mystical stones there and they do mystical things." he flickered his fingers as he spoke.
She threw him a scathing look, "Yes Jack I gathered that, would you like to elaborate a little? Why do you need any of these? This all seems like an awful lot of trouble to go to for a gem. Even for you."
"Hey!" Jack looked offended for a moment before his face cleared again, "Well." he paused not quite sure how much to tell. "I have a condition if you will. Makes me feel a little odd…sometimes and I heard that one of the gems in the book could help me feel less…odd" he grinned pleased that he managed to get that out without giving away anything.
"Ah-ha" she handed the book back, "I'm not a fool Jack." she looked at him pointedly, "and I know that you are not a fool either"
Jack looked into her perfect eyes and fought desperately not to blurt out everything. The attack, the first change, the expulsion, the monthly changes. But he could not. He knew what she was saying. She knew he was hiding the truth and she wanted to know more. He sat down on the bunk next to her.
"I swear on pain of death Miss Swan, that when I have my problem under control I will tell you all…Savvy"
She leaned towards him a little and smiled, "Do you promise?"
He leaned in a little closer so that their lips were less then an inch apart as he spoke, "I promise."
His lips trembled, he'd only ever been this close to her once and he'd passed out soon after. But there was no drunkenness now. He could smell her sweet perfume, rose and lime, spicy and delicious. He could hear her heart beat speed up and her breath catch as her mouth opened ever so slightly.
"Filthy pirate wretch!"
For a second Jack thought that the words had come from Elizabeth, but he soon registered that there was now another person in the small cabin. William Turner stood fuming in the door way.
"William!" Jack grinned as he jumped to his feet, "You did come after all." he felt Elizabeth jump to her feet beside him and knew that she was angry again. He would have warned her had he known that the two were no longer a twosome.
"Just in time it would seem!" Will stepped through the arch not looking at Elizabeth, but glaring straight at Jack. "You just can't keep your filthy thieving hands of other people's property can you"
"Will I don't…" Elizabeth stepped forwards but was cut off by William, who was still glaring at Jack.
"That's my suit! You stole it from right under my nose."
"Will." Jack spoke in his most soothing tone, "Didn't steal the suit, a friend borrowed it without permission. I had no idea it was yours until it was too late...savvy"
William held a single finger up as though about to make another point. His lips compressed together and he still hadn't looked once at Elizabeth. "You're going to have that suit cleaned and then you're going to give it back to me"
"Of course William, I wouldn't think of doing anything else." Jack placed a hand on the other man's shoulder and walked him out of the room, "Let me show you to your cabin lad."
******
That night after a rather tense dinner Jack sat alone in his quarters. It had been an interesting day, no doubt about that. And a strange one, even by his standards. He'd had no idea that William and Elizabeth had parted ways when he'd sent a man to invite the lad along on the trip. Jack had just wanted a good strong swordsman fighting on his side.
Slowly his thoughts turned, as they usually did around this time, to Elizabeth. He had nearly kissed her. Her mouth had been so close and her lips had parted for him like a flower. He had longed to flick his tongue out and taste her.
He grinned as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. So Miss Swan was a free woman. He knew that she loved the sea as he did and he knew that she would do what ever it took to have her will done, as he would. Peas in a pod he'd said and he was right.
The book he had risked his life for was gripped tightly in his hand as he drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Author: Wickedswanz
Disclaimer: We don't own these characters, we are simply using them as toys in our playhouse.
_______________________
Captain Jack Sparrow paced the deck of the Black Pearl. He strode towards the stern, turned on his heel and strode back to the Quarter-deck, only to turn again and repeat this action again and again. Finally he stopped and turned to glare at his first mate.
"Damn and Blast! Where the bloody hell is she?" he yelled out into the wind. "She should have been here an hour ago with that damn book." he turned and started pacing again. "Leave it to me Jack.." he squeaked in his worst Elizabeth impression, "I know how to handle Norrington." He stopped, his face was red and his eyes were angry, "I just bet she does. One flicker of those cute little eyelashes and she gets what ever she wants, HA!" he looked back to Gibbs, "And they say I'm the cad"
"Come now Captain, now you know my feelin's on 'avig ladies on the ships, but aren't you bein' a little hard on the lass?"
"Ah," he moved in closer to Gibbs, "She's got to you to I see." Jack turned in disgust and started squeaking again, "I can get the book for you Jack, but you have to let me come with you." his arms flew wide as he continued his impersonation, "My eunuch boyfriend just doesn't have the…"
"I never said that."
The voice from behind him broke his rhythm and made his eyes widen on Gibbs, who was trying very hard to keep his face straight, although his shoulders were jumping and shaking.
Jack turned to find himself face to face with a very angry Elizabeth Swan. "Well maybe not as such" he replied without missing a beat, his eyes squinting slightly as he spoke.
She threw him the book, "Looks like my eyelash flickering worked, much like your…" she stopped and suddenly looked confused. She looked at Jack more closely, then backed up slightly as though she couldn't quite focus. She stumbled backwards and threw her hands out front as though she were blind.
This was greeted by a roar of laughter from Gibbs who had finally given over to the mirth.
"Yes Thank you Mr Gibbs', Jack flung over his shoulder as he glared at Elizabeth. "You're a funny lass luv" he spoke grimly.
"Why thank you Jack" she replied, her eyes wide with mock innocence.
Jack sniggered and then smiled himself. "Come a long Peapod, I'll show you ye cabin."
He opened the large doors and signalled for her to enter, and she did with a grin as she passed him and started down the stairs.
"The Pearl is looking much better now", she said conversationally, over her shoulder as she led the way down. "You've really fixed her up well Jack"
Jack looked around with pride, "She be a strong ship", he slid his hand lovingly over the archway nearest to him. "Thirteen years and she's still in her prime"
Jack watched as Elizabeth turned. She had the oddest look on her face as she looked at him. He grinned as he looked right back. She was a real beauty with her hair all free and wild around her shoulders and her eyes flashing. Jack knew that she liked it when he talked about the Pearl.
Finally they reached her cabin and Jack opened the door for her. He waved her in graciously again and followed his eyes running up and down her graceful back. He heard her gasp as she looked around, and smiled with pride. He had worked hard to make this room suitable for a lady. A comfortable bunk with white and pink sheets, the walls were a pleasant cream, and he'd even managed to find a couple of pleasant landscapes to hang.
"Well, I had the feeling that you and William would probably end up on the Pearl again some day so I thought I should be prepared." he grinned roguishly and bowed. "If it's not to bold, may I ask why Mr Turner isn't with us?"
Without answering she took the book from his hands and sat on the bunk. Jack watched as she absently flicked through it, obviously looking at the pictures and not really understanding the words. Hmm tender area he thought to himself and shrugged.
"What is this book for Jack?"
He smiled at her redirection of the conversation, but did not push the matter. "Those are various mystical stones there and they do mystical things." he flickered his fingers as he spoke.
She threw him a scathing look, "Yes Jack I gathered that, would you like to elaborate a little? Why do you need any of these? This all seems like an awful lot of trouble to go to for a gem. Even for you."
"Hey!" Jack looked offended for a moment before his face cleared again, "Well." he paused not quite sure how much to tell. "I have a condition if you will. Makes me feel a little odd…sometimes and I heard that one of the gems in the book could help me feel less…odd" he grinned pleased that he managed to get that out without giving away anything.
"Ah-ha" she handed the book back, "I'm not a fool Jack." she looked at him pointedly, "and I know that you are not a fool either"
Jack looked into her perfect eyes and fought desperately not to blurt out everything. The attack, the first change, the expulsion, the monthly changes. But he could not. He knew what she was saying. She knew he was hiding the truth and she wanted to know more. He sat down on the bunk next to her.
"I swear on pain of death Miss Swan, that when I have my problem under control I will tell you all…Savvy"
She leaned towards him a little and smiled, "Do you promise?"
He leaned in a little closer so that their lips were less then an inch apart as he spoke, "I promise."
His lips trembled, he'd only ever been this close to her once and he'd passed out soon after. But there was no drunkenness now. He could smell her sweet perfume, rose and lime, spicy and delicious. He could hear her heart beat speed up and her breath catch as her mouth opened ever so slightly.
"Filthy pirate wretch!"
For a second Jack thought that the words had come from Elizabeth, but he soon registered that there was now another person in the small cabin. William Turner stood fuming in the door way.
"William!" Jack grinned as he jumped to his feet, "You did come after all." he felt Elizabeth jump to her feet beside him and knew that she was angry again. He would have warned her had he known that the two were no longer a twosome.
"Just in time it would seem!" Will stepped through the arch not looking at Elizabeth, but glaring straight at Jack. "You just can't keep your filthy thieving hands of other people's property can you"
"Will I don't…" Elizabeth stepped forwards but was cut off by William, who was still glaring at Jack.
"That's my suit! You stole it from right under my nose."
"Will." Jack spoke in his most soothing tone, "Didn't steal the suit, a friend borrowed it without permission. I had no idea it was yours until it was too late...savvy"
William held a single finger up as though about to make another point. His lips compressed together and he still hadn't looked once at Elizabeth. "You're going to have that suit cleaned and then you're going to give it back to me"
"Of course William, I wouldn't think of doing anything else." Jack placed a hand on the other man's shoulder and walked him out of the room, "Let me show you to your cabin lad."
******
That night after a rather tense dinner Jack sat alone in his quarters. It had been an interesting day, no doubt about that. And a strange one, even by his standards. He'd had no idea that William and Elizabeth had parted ways when he'd sent a man to invite the lad along on the trip. Jack had just wanted a good strong swordsman fighting on his side.
Slowly his thoughts turned, as they usually did around this time, to Elizabeth. He had nearly kissed her. Her mouth had been so close and her lips had parted for him like a flower. He had longed to flick his tongue out and taste her.
He grinned as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. So Miss Swan was a free woman. He knew that she loved the sea as he did and he knew that she would do what ever it took to have her will done, as he would. Peas in a pod he'd said and he was right.
The book he had risked his life for was gripped tightly in his hand as he drifted off to sleep.