Of Revenge and Shattered Dreams | By : JennyPugh Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 4876 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Damned to the depths whatever muttonhead thought of
disclaimers, but at least Shay is mine – oh yes he is, Hilary! :p
With thanks to Kat, KillerK, Opi, geminillama, Galleria, Mrs
Depp, slytheringurl, A Depp Girl, tru spirit, Pendragginink, beatlechicksteph, AJ-Sparrow,
Orlando’s Hot Chick and of course Hils.
KillerK, it is only the thought of my loyal readers that has
kept me typing at times.
Opi, I do want to continue, it’s just hard to get motivated. But then I’m a lazy cow anyway! ;)
Beatlechicksteph and Mrs Depp – me and Hilary would like to
thank you both for giving us a laugh.
Jack and Patience getting it on is the last thing that will
happen!! :D
Slytheringurl, sorry if you feel I’ve been missing you out,
but I always thank those who have reviewed the previous chapter.
Pen, thanks as always for making me cry with laughter.
…
Chapter Fifteen:
‘Reckon I might have her house built th’other side of town…’
The Black Pearl had taken her time in reaching the
Fragrance Isles. Her captain, upon
having spotted a sheltered cove on one of the Grenadines, had decided it would
be a good opportunity to careen her hull and she had been beached, unloaded,
scraped clean, re-floated and re-stocked all in the space of a week. She had then stopped off at San Juan for a
few days while lengths of timber were brought on board, ready for the building
of the two houses. But now she had
finally reached her destination and the excitement on board was tangible.
‘Here finally, eh
luv?’ Jack smiled as he stood next to Jenny as she took she first look at what
was to become their home.
‘I can see how the
islands got their name, I can smell the flora from here,’ she remarked,
inhaling deeply. ‘Are you sure the men
will be able to build a house?’ She had
had doubts for a while, but this was this was the first time she had voiced
them.
‘Of course they
can! They can re-build a ship if needs
be, a house’d be much simpler.’
‘All right,’ she
smiled, resting her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her. ‘I should know better than to doubt you.’
‘Aye, that ya
should,’ he teased.
‘It’s beautiful!’
exclaimed a voice from behind them and they turned to see Patience staring in
wonder at the island, then looking Jack up and down, unused to seeing him
dressed… well, normally, in black breeches, a clean white shirt and a dark
green patterned waistcoat. Even his
boots were polished and there were no trinkets in his hair. She looked back at the land. ‘We’re ter live there?!’
‘Th’ word is
handsome,’ Jack teased. ‘An’ I told ya there were better places than
Tortuga…’
‘No, that was me,
actually,’ Jenny retorted, digging him in the ribs with her elbow.
Jack pulled at face
at the young woman’s smirk and turned his attention back to the small town
where they hoped to live on the outskirts of.
‘Reckon I might have her house built th’other side of town,’ he
muttered, putting on a hurt innocent expression when Jenny glared at him.
‘Anywhere that’s as
far from ya as possible,’ Patience sniped, although without any malice in her
voice. Arguing with Jack was becoming a
habit.
‘Tell ye what,
Jen,’ Shay laughed as he joined them.
‘How about ye and me set up a house together an’ let these two get on
with it?’
‘Sounds like the
best idea I’ve heard in ages,’ she chuckled, mocking the look of outrage on
Jack’s face.
‘I’d kill her…’
‘Not if I got ter
ya first, ya wouldn’t…’
‘Children,
children…’ Jenny scolded, wagging her finger at both of them.
‘Cap’n, shall we
drop anchor?’ Joshamee Gibbs asked,
hovering in the background.
‘Aye, this seems as
good a place as any,’ Jack agreed, releasing his hold on Jenny and walking over
to the helm as the order was barked and the ship lurched as the anchors were
released and she slowed to a stop.
‘I’ll be glad ter
get ashore,’ Patience sighed, not having enjoyed her time on board particularly,
disliking the close-living and lack of privacy for she was used to being alone.
‘So will I,’ Jenny
agreed. She had not set foot off The Black Pearl since they left Tortola, some weeks before. She was also starting to find it more difficult to keep her
balance as she grew larger and was fearful of falling over.
‘Come on then,’
Jack smiled as he re-joined her. ‘Let’s
go an’ have a look around.’
They waited as the
bosun’s chair was rigged and a boat lowered and Jack climbed down first,
holding the boat steady as Jenny was lowered.
Patience followed, then Shay and Pete and the two crewmen took up the
oars and rowed for the small wharf.
An officious
looking man in a powdered wig and carrying a ledger greeted them. ‘What’s your business in Spring Point?’ he
asked, eyeing them suspiciously, especially Jack.
‘We’re looking to
settle here,’ came Jack’s curt reply.
‘Well… that’ll be
three shillings to dock in the bay an’ three pennies ter moor yer boat.
Pete tossed the
mooring rope to a dockhand and climbed out as soon as the boat was secured,
helping Patience, then Jenny alight, leaving the men to sort themselves out.
‘Here.’ Jack retrieved the money from a pouch and
pressed the coins into the harbourmaster’s pudgy hands. ‘I’m looking to buy land. To whom do I go?’
Patience stared at
Jack, not believing that the refined, cultured voice had come from him.
‘Y’d best see
th’bailiff then. See that white
building down th’bottom o’the lane?
That’s his office.’
‘Thank you,’ Jack
smiled, placing Jenny’s hand in the crook of his arm and leading the way. ‘Looks nice,’ he commented as they strolled
down the main street of Spring Point, noting that there seemed to be a good
variety of shops, including a carpenter
and furniture maker, a blacksmith and a seamstress.
‘What made ye
choose this place?’ Shay asked, following behind with Patience.
‘Mr. Gibbs lived
here a while years ago, said it was a good place. Quiet.’
‘Do you think
they’ll accept having a pirate ship in the bay?’
‘They don’t know
we’re pirates. I won’t fly th’flag
anywhere near here, so we should be fine,’ he assured Jenny, putting his hand
over hers and squeezing. ‘We’ll be
fine,’ he said quietly. ‘I promise.’
He rapped on the
door of the bailiff’s office and waited until a small, thin man with a beaked
nose opened the door.
‘I’m interested in
purchasing some land on which to build two houses. I was told the bailiff was the best man to see.’
‘Come in, Sir. I will see if the bailiff is available. Your name, Sir?’
‘Captain John
Hillier.’
‘One moment,
Captain Hillier.’
Jenny and Shay
exchanged glances. They had heard him
use the name before, when fleeing from London.
‘Mr. Whittaker will
see you all now, Captain. This way
please.’ He lead the way through
panelled doors into a dark, gloomy room, with books lining two walls and wood
panelling lining the other two walls.
‘I understand you
wish to purchase some land, Captain Hillier?’
‘That is
correct. My quartermaster, Joshamee
Gibbs, stayed on this island some years ago and recommended it highly. As you can see, my wife is pregnant and she
needs a home in which to bring up our baby.
Miss Patience Riley is to be her companion and housekeeper but she will
not be living with my wife, hence the need for two houses.
‘I see. Does… did your wife travel with
you at sea? Are you a merchantman?’
‘Yes and yes,’ Jack
smiled, careful not to show his gold teeth.
‘I know it is unusual for a wife to travel with her husband, but… let’s
just say we’re not your conventional types,’ he chuckled, relieved to the
bailiff smile.
‘What do you ship?’
‘Anything and
everything.’ ‘It’s not really a lie,’ Jack thought to himself. ‘We
do ship anything an’ everything.’
The bailiff leaned
his elbows on the deck and pressed his fingers together, regarding the quartet
closely. ‘Very well,’ he said,
finally. ‘I know of some land that might
just suit your purpose. It is a little
way out of town but it has access to the sea, although you will still be
subject to docking and mooring charges.’
‘Sounds perfect,’
Jack smiled.
‘I shall arrange a
carriage to take you there. Are you
able to go and see it now?’
‘Yes we are, but
please, do not go to any trouble.’
‘It’s no trouble at
all, Captain. The land has been
available for quite some time. It is a
little… overgrown at the moment, I’m afraid.’
‘That is not a
problem, my crew are able bodied men.
I’m sure they will clear it in no time.’
‘Your crew?’ Whittaker looked at Jack in surprise.
‘Yes, I want to see
my wife settled but my crew do not like being idle, so…’
‘Ah, I see,’ he
nodded. ‘Would you like me to accompany
you?’
‘No, no,’ Jack
assured him. ‘So long as your driver
knows the way, we will be fine.’
‘Very well, give me
a moment.’ The bailiff rang a handbell
and the small man re-appeared. ‘Davies,
arrange a coach for Captain Hillier and his company.’
‘Very well, Sir.’
…
‘He wasn’t wrong
when he said overgrown!’ Patience exclaimed, looking at the tangled vegetation
that covered the plot of land.
Jack looked from
the land to the sea, noting that there was indeed access and they would not
have to bother anchoring in the main bay whenever he visited. ‘What d’ya think luv?’
‘I think it will be
wonderful,’ Jenny breathed, excitement shining in her eyes.
‘Aye, me too,’ he
grinned, picking her up and swinging her around carefully, ignoring her squeals
of protest.
‘Well, d’ya think
ye’ll be happy here?’ Shay placed his
hands on Patience’s shoulders, a broad grin on his face.
‘Maybe…’ she
shrugged. ‘Bit quiet though, ain’t it?’
‘After that
hellhole ye call home, anywhere’s quiet,’ he laughed. ‘Make a good home here.’
‘Aye, my
home,’ she reminded him, pulling away from his grasp. ‘So when will th’men start, Spa… Captain Hillier?’
‘As soon as I’ve
purchased th’land.’
…
‘Bleedin’ hell
Cap’n. It’s a bloody jungle!’ John
Williams exclaimed as the crew reached the plot of land.
‘Aye, so no
slackin’, savvy?’
For three days the
crew, including Jack, cleared the grass, ferns, trees and various plants from
the site until it was cleared and levelled.
They then brought the timber from the ship in a convoy of boats and,
with help from the town’s carpenter and some other tradesmen, they started to
build the houses. Jack and Jenny’s at
the front of the land, overlooking the sea, and Patience’s a little further
behind, each sharing the gardens and a path.
The men were split
into two groups, each working in shifts on both of the houses. Jenny and Patience came over each day from
the ship to view the progress and bring food and ale, which they had prepared
on board. The bailiff also paid regular
visits, much to Jack’s chagrin, but he never seemed to think anything was amiss
and always left with a smile and a wave, which Jack returned, charmingly,
relieved that he would soon have Jenny settled somewhere safe.
…
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