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Chapter two
�Who th�bleedin� hell is
that ship?�
�Ain�t got a clue,� Jacob Sumner replied, taking his
spyglass and training it on the Urchin, frowning as he tried to work out
what was going on.� �They�re lettin�
someone down into a boat� looks like, a woman?!�
�Eh?� Shall I fire
th�warnin� cannon?� Elliot Deane called from his lookout post on the opposite
headland to his crewmate.
�Nah� it looks like� fuckin� hell, Deane!� It�s Celia � with a couple of bairns!�
�What?� the younger man exploded, looking at the
small boat bobbing precariously in the wash of the sloop as the ship started to
pull away.� �She�s goin� ter
capsize!�� Without a second thought,
Elliot dived from the top of the cliff and into the water, swimming strongly
towards the boat as soon as he emerged.
Celia watched in horror as the figure dived into the water,
certain that they had just fallen to their death.� Her eyes grew wider as a head bobbed up some distance from the
rocks and started swimming towards the small boat, containing her and her
children.
�Miss Celia!� Elliot panted as he neared the boat.� �It�s me!�
�Elliot?� she gasped in astonishment before shaking herself
and helping him in to the boat.� �What
on earth�?�
�I might ask yer th�same thing,� he grinned, wiping the
dripping water from his eyes.� �We
searched everywhere f�yer!�
�Why were you on the cliff?�
How did you know it was me?�
�Me an�Jacob are on watch duties � he had his spyglass,
didn�t he.�
�Watch duties?� she echoed.�
�W-who is in charge of Tortuga then?�
�Th�Cap�n,� Elliot boasted proudly as he took up the oars
and started rowing them towards the harbour mouth.
�Jack?!�
�Aye, Cap�n Jack Sparrow!�
I�ll take yer t�his mansion.�
�N-no!� I-I don�t
think that w-would be a good idea� I�ll go to Aggie�s � she is still here, isn�t
she?�
�Still here?�
Bleedin� hell, Celia � there�ve been some changes since yer were last
here.� Aggie runs her own brothel now!�
�Oh!� My goodness��
�Here, yer nipper�s don�t look so good,� he pondered,
frowning at the sight of the two un-naturally quiet children.
�No,� she worried.�
�They�ve barely eaten for three days, nor had much to drink.� The ship we were on� it was horrible,
Elliot,� she shuddered, taking one last look at the Urchin as the sloop
went on her way.
�Definitely better get yer ter th�captain�s then,� he
declared.� �Toby�ll cook yer up a fine
broth.�
�Toby?� she gasped, smiling at the thought of the
cook.� �Don�t any of you go to sea now?�
�Yeah, but we ain�t been fer nigh on two months,� Elliot
lamented.� �Been too busy makin� sure there�s
no trouble here, but th�cap�n has promised that we�ll be back at sea next week,
at th�latest!�
�Oh, why couldn�t I have come next week instead�?�
Celia rued, not entirely wanting to face her former lover again � at least, not
so soon.� �Please, Elliot, take me to
Aggie�s.�
�Th�cap�n would have me guts fer garters, sorry,� he
chuckled, glancing across as they passed the black hull of the Pearl.� �Oi!�
Any of yer lazy bastards awake?� he called, ��cos I�ve got a surprise��
�What�s that then?� came the voice of Matthias Swain and
Celia looked up and waved at him excitedly.�
�Bloody Nora!� Come an� look at
this, lads!�
�Is it true that you searched for me?� Celia enquired once
they had gone past the pirate ship and her waving crew.
�We looked an� asked everywhere we went fer a good year or
so,� Elliot confirmed.� �We couldn�t
give chase when yer left b�cause of th�state th�Pearl was in.�
�I know,� she nodded, �I was banking on that.� Aren�t you going to ask me why I left?�
�I think we can all guess at th�reasons � but that said, it
ain�t any of my business.� It�s between
you an� th�cap�n.�� He threw the mooring
line up to a dockhand and picked a listless Milly up and carefully placed her
over his shoulder, carrying her up the steps and putting her down once he got
to the top, reaching down to take Connor off Celia as she held him high before
climbing up herself, her knapsack slung across her back.
�I�ll take th�lass, eh?� Elliot offered, picking the girl up
into his arms and leading the way up the hill.
�I�ve climbed this hill many a time,� Celia thought
to herself, remembering when she worked for Ethan Penhallick, and wondering
what had happened to him.
�Here we are,� Elliot announced, interrupting her thoughts.
�Here?�
�Aye, th�cap�n didn�t want ter live high on th�hill, he
wanted ter be where he could get to th�ship quickly if needs be.�
�I see��
�Here, I�ll take yer straight round th�back � that�s where
we all go in.�
Celia looked at Jack�s house, not quite as big as
Penhallick�s had been, and certainly not as ostentatious � at least, not from
the outside, and she started as they came to the back of the building, seeing
the unobstructed view it offered over the harbour and the mouth of the harbour,
and Celia immediately saw Jack�s reasoning on building his house there.
�It ain�t quite finished yet,� Elliot told her as he reached
a door.� �Just a few rooms that are
habitable, includin� th�kitchen� Toby!� he yelled as he kicked open the door,
his arms still being filled with the sleeping child.� �We have a visitor or three��
�Announce it ter th�bleedin� world, why don�t yer?� the
burly cook cussed, his glower turning to a frown as he saw the girl in his
crewmate�s arms.� �Who�?� Celia?� he gasped as she came into
view.� �What�?�
�Hello, Toby,� she smiled, tiredness overcoming her now they
had finally reached safety.
�Fer gawds sake, sit yerself down woman, before yer
fall!�� Toby strode across the kitchen
and took Connor from her arms, then guided her to a chair and helped her to sit
before placing her son on her lap.�
�I�ll get us some grub dished out.�
�Don�t go to any trouble,� Celia protested, moving Connor
over to make room for Milly and hugging them both to her.
�It�s never any trouble f�yer.� I�ve got a stew almost done, anyway.� Th�men�ll have ter find somethin� else ter eat, eh?�
�All right,� she agreed, watching as Toby busied himself
stirring the stew then fetching some pewter bowls and spoons from the large
cupboard which dominated his kitchen and ladling out generous portions into the
bowls and carrying them over to the table.
�Yer look like yer haven�t eaten in days.�
�We haven�t really,� Celia sighed, taking a spoon and
feeding Connor whilst Toby concentrated on her daughter.� �Come on, darling,� she urged, tipping the
spoon back gently, feeling relief flooding through her as her son gulped it
down and showed signs of wanting more, as did his sister, and the two children
made short work of the bowls of stew.�
�The ship we sailed on was� rather horrible.�
�Sounds like an understatement ter me,� Toby remarked.� �Come on, lass, yer need ter eat as well��
�Five years�� came Jack�s drawl from the doorway where he
had been watching them.� �Five years an�
you turn up here an� expect ter be fed.�
�I-I� Elliot brought me h-here,� Celia stammered, not
noticing as her son reached up and slurp the broth from the spoon she was
holding, frozen in mid air.� �I-I wanted
to go to Aggie�s��
Jack looked from Celia to the young girl sitting on her lap
and raised an eyebrow, smiling ironically to himself as he noted the child had
the same hair and eye colour as himself.�
�So, where�d yer end up?� An� you
might as well eat that broth � save wastin� it, eh?�
Celia gulped and bit her lip in the face of his coolness and
shook her head.� �I�ve imposed too
much,� she said quietly.� �I shall take
my leave.�
�What did you come back for?�
�I-I had to,� she whispered, her face paling.�
�Papa died,� Milly piped up.� �And some nasty men came and frightened us.�
Jack frowned, torn between wanting to find out more and
wanting his former lover to see how angry he was with her for running away and
losing him the treasure of Geoffrey Goodluck.�
�I�m sorry about yer husband,� he said eventually.� �Were you in debt?�
�I-I��
�I�ll take th�nippers out an� show �em th�pigs I got in a
pen, shall I?� Toby put in, taking both the children�s hands in his giant ones
and leading them outside.
�N-no� w-word must have got out about Ol� my man�s death for
the following night two men came to rob me� and worse,� Celia told Jack,
answering his question.
�How did you get away?� the pirate captain queried, cocking
his head to one side and he continued to watch her.
�I-I� k-killed o-one of them� my man taught me how to use a
p-pistol,� Celia gulped, blinking away tears.�
�T-the other one ran, b-but not before he robbed me of nearly everything
we owned��
�Bloody hell!� he swore,
that possibility never having crossed his mind.� �So why didn�t you go to the authorities?�
�I couldn�t, Jack!� she
cried, her hand automatically going to her belly.� �What if they hadn�t believed me?� I would have been hanged or bonded and I couldn�t risk that.�
�Well if you�re what I think you are, they wouldn�t have
hanged you anyway � they don�t hang pregnant women.� Why did you run from me?�
�B-because� I thought you wouldn�t want to know, I thought
you�d� I don�t know, reject me.�
And besides, I was angry with you for what you had done to the church,
although I realised afterwards that you had done it for me.� I-I�m sorry, Jack��
�You never even gave me a
chance ter prove myself ter you,� he mused, shaking his head sadly.� �An� now yer thought you�d see if I would
help yer out, eh?� Even though yer lost me
th�treasure of Geoffrey Goodluck an� still owe me around forty guineas��
�Y-you� bastard!�
she hissed, jumping to her feet.� �I
never asked to be brought here � Elliot gave me little choice!�
�But why come back ter Tortuga at all, I wonder?� he mused,
stroking his braids thoughtfully.�
�Could have gone somewhere respectable��
�I�m a murdress, damn it!�
How on earth could I live somewhere respectable ever again?� There will be a notice out for me, and
besides, Oliver brought your daughter up for five years � now it�s your turn!�
�Oliver?!� Jack gasped in shock.� �As in Fernan?�
�Of course, as in Fernan!�
�So yer plotted all this between you?� he demanded
angrily.� �Thought you�d have a laugh at
my expense?�
�Oh don�t be so damned stupid, Jack!� Celia shouted.� �Our paths crossed in Cockburn when I was
heavily pregnant with Milly.� He didn�t
hesitate to take on your child!�� She
stormed over to the door and yanked it open, striding across the garden to
where Tobias was showing the two children his menagerie of animals.� �Time to go, Milly, Connor.�
�Can we come back again?� Milly asked eagerly.� �Mister Toby said we could feed the pigs.�
�Maybe,� Celia muttered, taking both their hands and
marching to the path leading around the side of the house.� �You want your forty guineas, Jack
Sparrow?� You shall have it � by hook or
by crook!� And don�t worry, I�m sure I
will find some way of feeding Milly��
�
�Sweet
Jesus!� Aggie breathed as the blonde woman timidly walked into the hall of her
brothel with a child holding each hand.�
�Celia�?�
�Aggie,� Celia gulped, unsure of the welcome she would
receive and still feeling shaken by her run in with Jack.� �Hello��
�Oh my God!� Come
here, you!�� the red haired woman ran
across the hall and embraced Celia in a bear hug, tears flowing down her
cheeks.� �Dear God, I thought y�were
dead!�
�No,� Celia gasped, trying to draw breath.� �I ended up on Grand Turk.�
�An� with a man I gather,� the whore grinned, looking down
at Connor.� �She Jack�s?� she mouthed
silently, nodding at Milly.
�Yes,� Celia confirmed.�
�I-I�ve just come from there� I wasn�t going to go, but Elliot took me
and wouldn�t take no for an answer.�
�Ah� not a happy reunion, then?�
�He�s angry with me for running away before my debt was
paid, for losing him the treasure, and for ending up with� Oliver.�
�Mouse?� Bleedin�
hell!� Come up ter my room � these two
look like they need a nap, an� yer can tell me all about yer adventures.�
�
�Bloody hell,� Jack thought to himself as he paced
the sparsely furnished drawing room of his house for the umpteenth time that
afternoon, his head still reeling with shock.�
�She came ter you fer help an� you turned her away�� he frowned
as his conscience pricked him and shook his head, determined to stay angry with
Celia.� �She didn�t trust me ter tell
me she was carryin� m�child� thought I�d cast her aside�� Well you did, eventually,� he muttered out
loud, sighing despondently as he thought of the small girl with dark auburn
hair and deep brown eyes.� �Damn, damn
an� thrice damn!� Jack cursed, kicking the leg of a settee and wincing as he
belatedly remembered that he had no shoes or boots on.� �What am I goin� ter do?�
�
�Bleedin�
hell!� Aggie stated, looking incredulously at her friend when she had finished
recounting all that had happened during the past five years or so.� �Yer have been busy� I�m so sorry �bout
Mouse, though.� He was golden.�
�He
was,� Celia gulped, blinking away tears.�
�The thing is, Aggie� I have nowhere to stay and precious little money,�
she fretted.� �Can you suggest
somewhere?�
�Eh?� Yer daft
mare!� Yer stayin� here an� fuck
Sparrow!�
�A-are you sure?�
It�ll just be until I can get on my feet� although, doing what, I
haven�t a clue.�
�Yer can go into service again.�
�And what would I do with these two?� Celia enquired,
looking at her sleeping children.� �Not
to mention this one,� she smiled, patting her belly.
�Another one?� Aggie squealed, hugging her
friend.� �Aw, poor Mouse��
�He didn�t know,� Celia shrugged sadly.� �He�d been at sea for nearly three months.�
�Look, yer can stay here as long as yer need, an� don�t
worry about food an� stuff fer now.�
�I can�t accept charity off you, Aggie��
�That�s what friends are for!� the whore stated firmly in a
tone that brokered no argument.� �Yer
did enough fer me an� Giselle when yer lived with us � it�s time ter return th�favour.�
�How is Giselle?�
�She�s Giselle,� Aggie giggled, winking at Celia who joined
in the laughter.� �How �bout bar work?�
�Children,� Celia sighed, her smile fading.� �I could take in sewing and laundry I
suppose� but then I�d need somewhere of my own in order to wash and dry.�
�Get yerself settled in again, an� worry about work another
time, eh?�
�All right,� Celia nodded, embracing her friend once more.
�

A week later

"Sorry, Jack,� Connie smiled apologetically.� �But Aggie said��
�Said
what?� the pirate exploded.� �That I�m
banned?� I don�t bloody think so!� I�m king of Tortuga now, an� she can�t ban
me!�
�Oh yes I bleedin� can, Sparrow!� Aggie yelled as she
emerged from a room and crossed the hall to the front door of her brothel.� �I don�t pay yer no dues, so I can do what I
bleedin� well like!� How dare yer treat
Celia like that!� she goaded, smirking because she knew the house was full of
pirates and whores and all would have half an ear on the conversation.� �How dare yer say that yer won�t support yer
own daughter!� Hell, even Mouse treated
her like his own an� yer not even man enough ter do th�same when she is
yer own!�
�I�� Jack floundered, looking at the two woman blocking the
doorway before turning round and storming off back towards his house, fuming
and swearing beneath his breath as he went.
�Is it true, Mama?� Milly asked, a questioning look in her
eyes as they sat in their room above the hall.�
�Is Jack Sparrow my father?�
Celia sighed, cursing her friend and her loud voice, and
her daughter�s sharp mind.� �Yes,� she
confirmed.� �But Oliver was your real
father, you understand.� He was the one
who loved you, fed and clothed you and taught you right from wrong.�
�And he didn�t want to do that?� the girl
queried.� �He didn�t want me?�
�Oh, Milly� I never gave Jack a chance.� He didn�t know about you, or if he did, he
didn�t know where I had gone and so couldn�t find me.�
�Is he a bad man?�
�No!� No, Jack isn�t
a bad man by any means.� He�s just� he�s
a pirate and pirates don�t get married and have children,� Celia shrugged.� �Now come on, back to bed.�
�All right,� Milly agreed sleepily.� �G�night, Mama.�
�Goodnight, my darling,� Celia smiled, bending to kiss her
daughter�s forehead.� �Sweet
dreams.�� She tucked the girl in and
walked quietly across the room, closing the door behind her and taking a deep
breath before walking down the stairs to Aggie�s office, rehearsing her
argument in her head.
�Did yer hear that?� Giselle cackled as she spotted
Celia.� �Cor, th�bastard didn�t know what
hit �im!�
�I think the whole of Tortuga heard that,� Celia remarked
ruefully as she knocked on the door and entered the room.� �Do you have a moment?�
��Course I do,� Aggie beckoned as she poured herself a
generous beakerful of rum and lounged back on the settee.� �Sparrow was here��
�I heard,� Celia nodded, sitting down in the comfortable
chair opposite her friend.� �I-I can�t
find any work, as you know, so I have no other option��
�What?� Aggie enquired, frowning and leaning forward.� �Yer not leavin� again, are yer?�
�No � I can�t afford to!�
I� I want to work for you��
�Doin� what, exactly?�
I ain�t got no vacancies.�
�Y-you always need� girls��
�What?!� the red hed exploded.� �A whore?!�
I don�t bleedin� think so, Celia Hammond!�
�Aggie, I have no other choice,� Celia responded, throwing
her hands up in despair.� �There is no
other work that I can do without having to worry about what to do with the
children.� At least the other girls
would look after them while I�m��
�Bleedin� hell�� Aggie swore, shaking her head but at the
same time working out the sort of price that Celia could fetch.� She knew many men had lusted after her when
she last lived in the pirate town and guessed they might still be willing to
pay well for her now, two children notwithstanding.
�So, are you willing to take me on?�
�Ya sure yer want ter do this?�
�I have to earn money to feed us all and to pay him
back!� Besides, it�s not like I�m a pure
virgin any more, is it?� she smiled mischievously.
�All right,� Aggie finally nodded.� �Yer can start tomorrow night.�
But, if yer change yer mind, I shan�t be angry with yer, all right?�
�I shan�t, but thank you,� Celia replied, standing and
hugging her friend.
�
�She�s what?!� Jack exploded violently, making
Elliot Deane and Gabriel Jennings back away worriedly.� �Where th�hell did yer learn that?�
�Giselle was moanin� about it,� Gabriel informed his
captain.� �She�s worried that Celia�ll
take some of her punters away from her��
�If not all,� Elliot put in with a grin, which was wiped
quickly off his face by the look Jack gave him.
�Has she started workin�?�
�Nah, tonight � an� yer have ter book��
�Which I sincerely hope you didn�t�� Jack glowered.
�Of course not, Cap�n,� Elliot lied, wondering if he could
un-book without losing face, or worse, his extremely angry captain finding out.
�Right,� Jack declared, grabbing his coat from the coat
stand and putting it on as he hurried through the door.� �We�ll see about that��
�Come on,� Elliot urged his crewmate.� �This should be good��
�I�m goin� ter bleedin� kill her,� Jack muttered darkly as
he stormed through the streets of Tortuga, drawing curious glances and a
following as people realised that something was amiss and they wanted to find
out what.
�Gabriel, Deane?� Matthias Swain called, jogging along in
order to catch his crewmates up at the head of the gaggle.� �What�s happened?�
�There�s goin� ter be an explosion th�likes of which Tortuga
ain�t ever seen b�fore,� the younger of the two laughed.�
�An� who�s goin� ter cop it?�
�Celia, an� possibly Aggie,� Gabriel chipped in.� �She�s workin� as a whore from tonight an�
th�cap�n ain�t best pleased about it��
�Serve him bloody right,� the ship�s doctor muttered, Jack�s
apparent refusal to help the young woman support his own daughter had rankled
with quite a number of the crew.
�Y-yer can�t�� a whore spluttered as Jack burst through the
doors of the brothel and started searching the downstairs rooms.
�Yes I bloody well can!� Jack snarled angrily, pushing
through a thong of people and finding himself in a large room filled with the
other girls.� �Where is she?�
�What th�hell d�yer think yer doin�, Sparrow?� I banned yer��
�What am I doin�?� he exploded, whirling around and sending
his beads and braids flying.� �What
th�fuckin� hell d�you think you�re doin�, lettin� her work as a whore?�
�J-Jack, calm down,� Aggie stammered, never having seen the
genial pirate captain and now king of Tortuga, so angry in all the years she
had known him.
�How dare you!�
Jack turned again, straight into a jaw breaking slap and he
reeled, as much from shock as the blow.�
�Wha�?�
�Who the hell do you think you are, Jack Sparrow, to decide
what I can and cannot do with my life?�
You refused to help me, refused to help your own daughter and you
say I still owe you money!� Well how the
hell else do you think I�m going to earn it, hmm?�
�This ain�t th�place,� he growled, stepping forward and
picking the mother of his child up and slinging her over his shoulder, holding
on to her legs so she could not kick him.
�Let me go!� Celia shrieked, trying to kick but pummelling
his back with her fists instead.� �Put
me down, you bastard!� You have no
bloody right to do this!�
�You are not workin� as a whore,� he declared,
pushing through the onlookers and out of the door of the brothel.
�So we�ll starve, shall we?� Celia demanded, turning her
body so that she was shouting down his ear.�
�Will you see fit to give me and my children a proper funeral � or is
even that beyond the great Jack Sparrow?!�
�Don�t be bloody stupid,� Jack snapped as he strode back
towards his mansion.� �You can work fer
me again��
�What?!� Celia screeched, trying hard to kick
him.� �There is no way I am working for
you, ever again!� Put.� Me.�
Down!�� Her anger gave her extra
strength and Celia managed to get one leg free of Jack�s embrace and she aimed
hard for his groin, crying out in shock when he dropped her to the ground as he
doubled up.
�No, yer don�t, Missy,� he gasped, shooting one hand out and
grabbing her before she had chance to run, whilst the other hand clutched at
his groin.� �We need ter sort this out��
�I was trying to,� she hissed, trying to pull her arm
away.� �There is a dearth of decent jobs
around here, in case you hadn�t noticed!�
�So work fer me again � I won�t be there fer most of
th�time.�
�Some pirate king you�ll make then!� Celia sniped
sarcastically.� �There�ll be someone
else take your place by the time you return.�
�Ain�t no-one else got th�balls or th�brains ter do so,�
Jack boasted, trying to straighten up and keep tight hold of Celia at the same
time.
�You�re incredible!� she snorted, shaking her head as she
stood and faced him.
�Aye, I know,� he grinned, jumping back from her kick.� �Now, are yer goin� ter walk properly or do
I have ter carry you th�whole way?�
�Guess?� she retorted, shrieking as he scooped her up once
more.� �Jack, put me down!� We have nothing to talk about!�
�We have plenty ter talk about, startin� with that forty
guineas��
�Oh, don�t worry,� Celia snapped.� �You�ll get it back!�
�But I don�t want it!� Jack protested.� �I�m goin� ter waive it fer you.�
�Oh no you are not!�
I�m not going to be beholden to you for the rest of my days, Jack
Sparrow � now put me down before I turn really nasty.�
�Celia, stop being so bleedin� stubborn!� Th�money was never an issue fer me��
�So why the hell did you bring it up as soon as you clapped
eyes on me again, hmm?�
�I never thought I�d
see you again, then yer turn up out of th�blue with two bairns in tow.�� Jack sighed as he stopped and placed her
back on the ground.� He frowned, torn
between wanting to tell her how much she had hurt him when she left and not
wanting to admit his feelings so publicly, especially in front of the crowd
that had been following them from the brothel.�
�You repaid yer debt when yer had my child, savvy?� he said
quietly.� �Look, call th�forty guineas
payment in lieu of what I owed Oliver when he� left th�ship.
�No, Jack,� Celia
declared.� �You�re not purging your
guilt by waiving my debt.� I shall pay you back and you have no right to decide how I earn my keep.�� She gathered the now dirty and torn dress up
past her ankles and stormed off back in the direction of the brothel, her mind
in a whirl with all that had happened.
�Bloody hell!� Look at th�state of yer!� Giselle gasped as
Celia entered the house of ill repute once more.
�I�m sorry, Aggie,�
she apologised, her hands sweeping the dress which her friend had loaned her
for the night.� �I�ll clean and mend it
for you.�
�Not yer fault,�
the Madame shrugged. ��Y�all right?�
�F-fine,� Celia
stammered, tears brimming her eyes.�
�I-I�m sorry, I can�t��
�I don�t expect yer
to,� the red haired woman smiled kindly.�
�Yer go ter bed an� I�ll sort out th�punters.� Somehow�� she muttered once her friend was out of earshot.� �Bloody hell, this is goin� ter cost me,�
Aggie mused ruefully, knowing the only way she would be able to pacify those
who had booked Celia that night, would be to give them a free go with the other
girls.� �Damn yer Sparrow!� Marlow never gave me this much grief��
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