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The Captain's Cabin Boy	By : Linalove1988 Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 9866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Chapter 15

A week later, Shipwreck Cove…

Josette watched from the entrance of the room as the group of pirates sat around the long round table. Most of them were talking to each other while laughing, shouting and sometimes simply staring at each other with bored expressions upon their faces. Her eyes went to Jack who sat with his feet propped up on the table. He had long removed his hat and he was toying with it, twirling it around his finger while he stared at the other quibbling men. He had a weary expression on his face and he looked as if he wished to be anywhere but there.
Gibbs leaned down and said something to him and Jack grinned before he shook his head. Gibbs laughed along with him as both of their eyes focused on a thin, short man who was speaking loudly in a French accent. As Josette looked at the Frenchman she agreed that there was something ridiculous about him. His clothes were very fancy but they didn’t match his long, unkempt beard and messy head of hair. He was ludicrous.
“When are we going to eat?” David asked as he and John peered inside the room.
Josette turned to them and shrugged, “No idea. What are they talking about?” she asked and Dave scowled.
“Nothing in particular. Probably just wanting to know who pillaged more ships this year.” He answered and Josette blinked.
“That’s what they are meeting here for? To compare their booty?” she asked with a snort and John smirked.
“Eh, who said pirates ain’t smug and vain?” he said to her and she frowned.
“That’s a sad reason to be here…I mean aren’t they concerned about other things? Like the navy?” she asked and Dave sighed.
“Some of them…Others are just reckless.” He answered.
“Josh!”
Josette’s head sharply towards the voice and she saw her Captain beckoning her over.
“Ask him about food.” Dave said as he pushed her forward.
Josette rolled her eyes and quietly walked around the table until she reached Jack.
“Bring me some of that rum. They’ve been hogging it for ages.” He told her as he pointed to the center of the long table.
Josette nodded and went to fetch the bottle. She picked it up but none of the men noticed her. They were mostly engaged in conversation or most of them where really drunk.
As she placed it in front of him she leaned down to speak close to his ear. Jack seemed surprised and he showed it. His eyebrows almost disappeared under his bandana when she leaned in so he could hear her and if she had been watching his eyes she would have seen his dilated pupils.
“The men’ve been wondering when we’re going to eat?” she asked and he pulled his head back so he could turn to look at her. They eyes connected for a moment but Josette were the first one to look away.
“Now that you’ve mentioned it.” He murmured before he turned towards the men.
“When’s the feast going to begin?” he asked quite loudly and the others stopped talking.
“Aye! The food!” One dark-skinned man exclaimed.
Jack grinned at her when the food started coming in with the help of various men and women.
Gibbs’ eyes widened and he gulped, “Finally.” He muttered and Josette almost laughed. She excused herself and went back to John, without the knowledge that a pair of dark eyes was watching her as she walked away.
“Happy?” she asked and John nodded.
“Aye, come on.” He motioned towards the table and they all sat down. It was a bit crowded and as more women and men came in Josette turned to John who was next to her.
“Who are all these?” she asked quietly before she reached for a piece of bread and some cheese.
“They live here.” John replied and she paused.
“Live here?”
“Aye, they are children of pirates or pirates themselves. Anybody can ask for shelter here and it will be given to them.” He said quietly before he paused. A young woman no more of twenty five came and sat down next to him. John tensed and sat up straighter in his chair.
“What?” Josette asked after she had swallowed the bite of bread.
“Nothing.” John cleared his throat before he filled his plate with food and started eating quietly.

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Josette wanted to laugh out loud at the image John made while staring at the dark haired girl next to him. He had been staring at her for what seemed like an eternity but she had not looked towards his direction; not once.
Gently, she elbowed him to the side and he startled, “What?” he asked and she smirked.
“What have you been staring at?” she asked and she could swear that he turned pink.
“Nothing…” he mumbled.
“You’re looking at that girl.” Josette chuckled and he scowled before he reached over for his mug.
“I didn’t need to come to Shipwreck Cove to stare at a lass. Besides, she ain’t interested.” He muttered sourly and Josette frowned.
“What are you talking about?” she asked as she leaned over to hear him over the loud noise.
“Just look at where she’s staring and you’ll understand.” He mumbled and Josette looked at the young woman. She followed the girl’s line of vision and when she saw who she was staring at, the amused expression left her face altogether.
Her Captain. And he was staring back at her with a mesmerizing grin upon his lips and a dark gaze, full of promises for things to come. Probably later.
Josette sucked in a quick breath and averted her eyes. The dice had been thrown and the odds were not in John’s favor.
They are not in yours either. A small, irritating voice reminded her and she sighed.
“And why should they be?” she muttered out loud and John looked at her.
“What?” he asked and she quickly shook her head.
“Nothing.” She murmured as she looked at her mug. She picked it up and took a sip, almost welcoming the taste of the alcohol burning her throat. She didn’t want him to pay attention to her after all. And he hadn’t. Not since the day he had almost thrown her off of the ship. Forgotten was the kiss he had given her and gone were his various comments and flirty behavior.
She should have been happy really. It was not normal when he was like that. He was a man and she was a man in his eyes. It would be odd even though she had seen things happening among men while aboard.
And he liked women, no he adored women. That much was obvious and as she looked up towards him again she saw him staring at that girl again and as she followed his gaze she realized that he was not looking at the girl’s face. He was staring lower, much lower. He didn’t seem to be bashful about it though because as the girl looked up and caught him he only smirked and waved at her with a bejeweled hand.
Josette swallowed hard and looked on as the two looked at each other intently until she forced herself to look away and occupy herself with something else instead. She saw some women picking up the dirty plates and mugs and she took a deep breath before she spoke.
“Perhaps we ought to help with the table?” she asked so suddenly and so loudly that the others turned to look at her as she stood up almost jerkily. Even Jack looked away from his new target to stare at her with a cocked eyebrow.
“Sure.” John quickly stood up, obviously too depressed to stay there longer.
Josette nodded and they started helping too. Dave on the other hand simply handed them his plate and placed his hands behind his head. Josette rolled her eyes and walked further up the table until she was between Gibbs and Jack.
“Fine crew you have there, Sparrow. Sooo helpful.” A man purred and Josette paused while John glared at him.
“How old’s he?” the same man asked while staring at Josette. She shuddered and took a small step back. As she did so she felt something brushing against her lower back.
Jack’s hand was there, just resting against her waist as she stood next to him with her hands full of plates and cutlery.
“Old enough.” Jack drawled but his hand didn’t leave her. His touch was burning her back. Thank God no one could see it from there.
“Really?” the man asked as he studied Josette hungrily.
“Aye…Tell me, Drake, how are those goods of yours going? Hmm? Did they survive the latest attack against them?” Jack asked and she felt his hand shifting a little higher on her back as he spoke, “What was the name of that brave lad you’d tried to attack last year?” he carried on and Josette’s eyes widened. She looked at the man who was ready to pounce on Jack while he sputtered for a response.
Oh God.
“I’m fine.” He spat at last without answering the second question.
“Good to know. If you value that cock of yours much, you’ll stay away from my men. All my men. Aye?” Jack said as he at last removed his hand from Josette’s back and let it rest on the arm of the chair he was sitting in.
“Clever, Sparrow.” Drake muttered before he leaned back in his chair and sulked for the rest of the evening.
After that Josette sprung into action. She walked away with the plates and didn’t appear again. She preferred to stay in the kitchens than being objected to Jack’s staring contest with the girl. Not to mention that she wanted to stay as much away from that man, Drake, as humanly possible.
As she stood next to a bucket, scrubbing dishes with John and with the some other women, the tingling sensation on her back didn’t cease. It was as if his hand was still there, burning her skin even through her clothing.

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Josette was walking down a dark corridor alone when she spotted a few of the men standing just outside a door. She paused and frowned. One of them was leaning over a bit while the rest where behind him, chuckling quietly to themselves.
She spotted Dave among them. He was not laughing though. He was glaring at the men.
“What’s wrong?” she asked and the men hushed her.
“Shhh! They’ll hear us!” one of them exclaimed and Josette was beyond confused.
“The Cap’n.” Dave explained almost inaudibly and Josette walked over to him while the other men kept laughing.
“What are they looking at?” she asked Dave who sighed.
“He’s with a girl and these idiots are spying on them from a hole.” He thumbed towards the men.
“Hey, she’s pretty.” One of them, Christian was called if Josette was not mistaken, said.
Josette’s eyes widened and she tensed when she strained her ears and heard it; soft moaning and a rhythmic thumping against the door.
“I have to go.” She said quickly but Dave caught her by the collar.
“Wait, lad. We came here because we need permission to get back to the ship. We are tired.” Dave explained as the others kept looking and joking quietly with each other.
“What has that got anything to do with me?” she asked a bit defensively and Dave’s eyes widened in surprise at her tone.
“Well, you’re the Captain’s right hand so…”
“Did he give permission for us to leave?” Josette asked, almost filled with a frantic need to get away. To leave behind all those female whimpering noises that were making her sick. She had to get away!
“No…he didn’t say anything. Will you ask him?” Dave asked and she sputtered.
“Now???”
“No…when he’s...free.” Dave smiled complacently and she sighed.
“We’ll come back later then.” She then turned to look at the men who were taking turns looking through the peephole, “It’s not right to look! Get away, for God’s sake! We’ll be in trouble!” she hissed at them and they turned to her.
“You don’t wanna look?” a bulky one asked and she groaned.
“No. Can we go now?” she said, already walking away.
“Hey. Where’s John?” Dave asked and she paused.
“In the kitchens.” She replied immediately and he nodded.
“Go and fetch him, eh? We’ll be waiting outside.” He told her and she almost groaned out loud.
“Fine.” She murmured before she turned on her heel and walked back to the way she had come from.

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“Stop it.” Josette snapped and John looked at her with amusement.
“Oh, come on! Just agree that it would be a little entraining.” He gently poked her in the ribs and she sighed.
“Entertaining? I don’t find it fun to spy on people while they’re having sex. I thought you liked that girl.” She said and he scowled.
“Yes, but…I wouldn’t look either.” He said after a moment and she smirked a bit.
“I knew it.”
“Yes, I’m a spoilsport, like you.” He muttered and she smiled.
“We’re not. We’re just good people.” She joked she rubbed his arm.
They both jumped when a door was suddenly opened to their right. They paused when Jack came out dressed only in his breeches. Josette noticed the small detail of him also being barefoot. She quickly looked away.
“Josh? John?” he frowned and without meaning to Josette noticed the small shiny droplets on his skin. It was either water or sweat but Josette had a feeling that it was the second.
“Captain.” John nodded and Josette cleared her throat.
“We wanted to ask you if we could head back to the ship for the night.” She said without making eye contact with him.
“Inform the men that they can go.” Jack told John before he looked inside the room, “Come.” He waved his hand and the woman from before exited the room. Her cheeks were prettily flushed and her eyes were gazing at Jack with such a dreamy glimmer in them that it made Josette feel nauseous. She also felt pity for the girl because she would probably never see him again.
“I’ll see you around, love.” Jack winked at her and she ducked her head before she walked away.
She brushed by John who looked at her like a lost puppy before he composed himself.
Jack noticed the look John gave her and chuckled before he beckoned Josette inside.
“Come in, lad. John, do as I said, aye?” he told John and when Josette didn’t move Jack frowned at her.
“Well, get in, will you?” he said impatiently and Josette could do nothing else than comply with his order.
She walked in and the smell of coupling reached her nostrils. She fought the urge to gag and waited.
“Help me clean up, lad.” She heard Jack say and she startled.
She complied and they tidied up the room together in silence.
“It was my father’s room this one.” Jack said after a while and Josette paused.
“Oh…He lived here?” she asked while fixing the bed covers.
“Aye. He’s dead.” Jack murmured as he leaned down and picked up his boots.
“I’m sorry.” She said but he simply grinned at her.
“John liked the girl, didn’t he?” he asked once he was done with his boots and she froze.
“You knew?” she asked as she looked at him.
“Of course. I am not blind.” He replied simply and Josette wanted to scream at him.
“Then why did you…?” she trailed off and he smirked.
“Why did I what? I want you to finish that sentence.” Jack said provocatively.
“Why did you sleep with her?”
“I assure you there was no sleeping involved.” He said playfully and Josette wanted to throw the candlestick at his head.
“You know what I meant, sir.” She said instead and he shrugged.
“She was eager enough. Besides, our dear John was too slow. When I usually want something I pounce on it. Unlike some.” He said as he stared at her intently.
Josette held her breath and turned away, busying herself with the pillows.
“That was mean though.” She said ignoring his very obvious innuendo.
“Well, she’s all his anyway.” He said dismissively and Josette paused, suddenly overcome with anger.
“Do you not care about anyone’s feelings? I mean,” she puttered while he watched her with amusement, “Did you not see how she was looking at you?” she said at last and Jack burst out laughing.
“Oh, Josh. Please, calm down.” He said as he stood up from the chair he had been sitting in and made his way towards her, “She was just…” he started as he fought for the right word, “Post coitally dazed.” He said as he came to stand in front of her, “And jealousy does not suit you.” He murmured and Josette felt as if he had just sucked all the air from her lungs with those simple words.
“I’m sorry?” she choked out as he slowly raised a hand and ran a finger down her cheek.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” He said and he smirked at her as he brought his finger to her lips.
“What?” she stuttered slightly.
“If you wanted that girl you could have said so.” He said with a shrug before he removed his finger from her damp lower lip and stepped back, “I don’t mind sharing. Not with you.”
“What?!” she exclaimed but he simply turned his back on her and grabbed his coat.
“What?” he shot back innocently as he looked at her from over his shoulder but she could tell from his eyes that that was not what he meant.
Josette blushed to the roots of her hair when she realized that he was playing with her. And he was enjoying it.
Bastard.
“I don’t like dark hair.” She said just to rile him up and it worked. His shoulders tensed and he turned sharply to face her.
“Oh, really?” he drawled as he fastened his belt tightly and tucked his pistol in.
“Yes.” She nodded as she straightened the hat on her head.
“You once told me that you do not have a preference.” He said and she shrugged.
“I changed my mind.” She said simply, “Can I go now?” she asked and he waved his hand towards the door.
Josette looked at him one more time before she went ahead and exited the stifling room. As they made their way back to the ship she could feel his eyes burning holes in her back.
Two can play this game, Captain. She thought as she kept walking ahead of him.

End of chapter 15

Author’s note: As you can see, some feelings are developing…That means we are getting closer to the prologue. :D
So, please review and tell me your thoughts!
Until next time, loves!

Xxx Lina
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