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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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A/N: On with the long due chapter!!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Chapter 19

Josette scrubbed hard at the dirty pan with determination. The cook, who was standing a few feet away from her, turned and looked at her with incredulity before he spoke.
“Hey, boy. What has the pan ever done to you?” he laughed in his loud, ragged voice and Josette paused.
She looked down at her red fingers and frowned. She hadn’t realized that she had been scrubbing so hard.
“Sorry.” She mumbled as she continued scrubbing with less viciousness.
“Don’t apologize to me. It’s the pan that’s feeling your wrath.” He snickered and Josette sighed silently.
“I was just…thinking.” She muttered and the cook dropped the odd looking dough on the table and slapped it a few times for good measure before he looked down at her.
“That’s why you’re so red?” he laughed again and Josette glared at him. He didn’t notice.
“What are you doing down here so early in the morning?” he asked and she sat up straight at that.
“Um…I couldn’t sleep.” she shrugged.
“Aren’t you supposed to bring the Captain’s breakfast soon?” he asked and she inhaled sharply.
“What time is it?” she asked quickly as she stood up and abandoned the pan.
“Almost six thirty.” He answered and Josette nodded.
“I’ll bring it to him now.” She said with a small smile that was utterly fake.
“Alright.” He mumbled before he turned and prepared a tray of bread and some honey. Honey was quite hard to find but they had managed to acquire some.
“Here.”
Josette picked up the tray and quickly made her way up the stairs. She arrived at the cabin in no time and hesitated briefly before she opened the door. She pushed it open and peered inside. A huge wave of relief hit her when she saw him asleep in his bed. He was never up so early. He usually got up after seven.
She tiptoed to the desk and placed the tray there before she stepped back. He seemed better, from what she could tell. Not able to resist the temptation to check on him, she walked closer to the bed and came to stand next to it. She looked down at his half naked form and before she could process the idea further, she leaned down and touched his cheek. His skin was cool to the touch so that meant that the fever was down.
At her touch he twitched a little but he didn’t wake up. Josette hurriedly pulled her hand back and stepped back and away from the bed. Touching him was a bad idea because all she could think of all of the sudden was the way he wad grabbed her hand and how he had managed to slide it down his body to…
Stop it. She chided herself.
Don’t think of that. Never think of that.
She knew that if he had succeeded in kissing her she wouldn’t have been able to resist him and that would be bad. Very bad.
Jack suddenly groaned and stirred and Josette’s eyes widened. Without looking back she turned around, picked up his dirty clothes and exited the cabin as quickly as she had come in.

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“Josh!” Dave’s voice made Josette freeze. She looked up from her bucket as Dave approached her.
“Aye?”
“The Cap’n needs you.” He told her laconically before he turned and headed towards the helm.
“You know why?” she blurted out before she could stop herself and Dave paused. He turned slowly and looked at her funnily.
“Ah…because you still happen to be the cabin boy here??” he asked before she walked away with a chuckle. Josette scowled at his back and then looked hesitantly towards the cabin door. Stifling a sigh, she rose to her feet and headed towards the cabin.
Oh God. Oh God. Her inner voice chanted over and over and with every step she took she could feel her heart beating even louder in her chest.
As she arrived in front of the half open door she bit her lip and paused with her hand against the wood. She took a big breath and then pushed it open.
“Sir?” she almost squeaked and she wanted to hide under a rock. How had her voice become so high pitched?!
Jack looked at her, removing his eyes from his open journal in the process, and cocked an eyebrow.
“Ah, there you are.” He commented almost dryly and she cringed, “I’ve been wondering where you’ve been. Come. I need you to fix my braid. I took a bath…which you were not here to draw.” He looked at her intently and she gulped.
Oh, Goodness. She could not decipher his tone. Did he remember or not?
“Um, sorry, sir.” She said as she quickly wiped her sweaty hands against her breeches and approached him. He leaned forward and made space for her to slip behind him so she could get to his hair.
Josette tentatively sat down behind him and gathered some hair from the top of his head before she started braiding it.
Her eyes inadvertently fell onto his strong, bare shoulders and she quickly averted her gaze while blushing to the roots of her hair.
“What have you been up to? I can smell you from over here.” He chuckled as he passed her his bandana which she took with a shaky hand.
“Cleaning.” She replied as she wrapped the crimson cloth around his head and secured it with a knot under the braid.
“All done.” She said a little too loudly before she stood up and made to step back. He caught her wrist before she had the chance to flee; a little too tightly, mind you.
“You ain’t going to ask me how I am?” he grinned up at her, all cockiness and golden teeth and she felt her head turning at the mere sight of him. She had to get out.
“Um…”
“I haven’t forgotten you know.” He murmured and she literally felt her heart stopping for a few seconds.
“Sir?”
Jack released her and leaned back before he chuckled and opened his mouth to speak, “The-…”
“Cap’n!” Dave came in suddenly and Josette jumped away from the bed as if burned.
Jack averted his eyes from Josette and looked at Dave before he picked up his journal ad reclined back in his pillows.
“Aye?” he asked casually and Josette stepped behind Dave.
“I need your compass.” He said and Jack rolled his eyes.
“Take it. It’s on my desk.” Jack waved a hand towards the furniture before he turned his eyes to Josette. His gaze burned into hers and she had to look away.
“Get me some of that coffee, won’t you, lad?” he murmured as he looked down at the journal.
Josette couldn’t be any more delighted to do as he asked.

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Josette ducked under the stairs when she saw Jack passing by with Gibbs in toe. She pressed her back against the bulkhead and exhaled loudly. She closed her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek. She couldn’t avoid him forever but, God! Every time he looked at her, she was sure that he knew what was going on in her head and she was half certain that he remembered. He most likely remembered her touching him. She shook her head and covered her face with her hands in mortification.
“Jesus…” she mumbled against her palms.
“Something wrong?” John’s voice startled her and she looked up at him.
“Oh! John.” She sighed in relief, “I didn’t hear you approach.” She whispered and he looked down at her amused.
“Why are you hiding back here?” he asked her with laughter in his voice.
“Um…” she looked around and then shrugged, “I kind of wanted to be alone.” She said and he pursed his lips.
“Is that right?” he chuckled and then outstretched his hand towards her, “Apple?” he offered her a dark red one and she took it gratefully. She hadn’t eaten anything that day.
“Thanks. Did you eat?” she asked before she took a bite.
“I sure did. I haven’t seen you in a while.” He commented and she scowled.
“I know…I’ve kept to myself lately.” She said quietly and John sighed.
“What happened?” he asked and she looked up at him in surprise.
“Nothing.” At his dubious expression she smiled, “Really. I’m fine.” She took another bite and then looked at the empty cabin.
“I’d better go to sleep.” She said and John nodded. Josette smiled at him and waved goodnight before she slipped quickly inside the Captain’s quarters and headed straight for her hammock.

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A few days later…

The cabin door creaked as she pushed it open and slipped inside. Her gaze travelled around the space and then it fell on the rumbled sheets. She quickly headed over to the bed and started with removing the covers.
Josette quickly finished removing the dirty sheets from the bunk and then, with an energy that she didn’t know she had at the moment, hurriedly put on the clean ones. They were quite thin from having been washed so many times but they were better than the ones that had been there during Jack’s sickness.
As she finished with the bed she leaned down and picked up the soiled sheets and rolled them into a bundle. With a last look at the bed area she quickly made her way to the door only to find it blocked.
Her gaze traveled from the brown boots up the man’s legs, only to settle on Jack’s bemused face. She inhaled sharply when they locked eyes and quickly lowered her head.
“So, I needed to leave the cabin in order for you to do your duties at last?” he asked her in a low voice and she flinched.
“Sorry, sir.” She murmured almost guiltily; almost.
“Are you?” he quirked an eyebrow at her as he abandoned the door and took a few steps closer.
“I am sorry for not coming in sooner. But I had work in the galley-…”
“Liar.” He cut her off sharply and she looked up at him, “Your work is here and what I tell you to do. What the hell were you doing in the galley?” he snapped and she gulped.
“What do you want me to say?” she asked and Jack’s eyes narrowed.
“The truth.”
“Truth?” she echoed and he nodded his head emphatically.
“Aye. I want you to admit that you were too much of a coward to look me in the eye after what happened.” He hissed down at her and she straightened her posture.
“What happened?” she asked and the fury in his eyes made him look menacing.
“You want me to bloody remind you what happened?” he asked before his hand shot out and grasped her wrist in a vice grip. He tried to pull her closer but with a strength she didn’t know she possessed she wrenched away from him and made to walk out of the door.
She didn’t succeed however for as soon as she made to pass through the threshold his hand shot out and blocked her exit. His palm slapped the old wood hard and she startled.
“Josh.” His voice was a warning and she slowly, reluctantly raised her eyes to his. They stayed there, locked with his impossibly dark ones as he stared down at her hard.
“Captain.” She said and he groaned before he turned away from her and rubbed the back of his neck.
“This is really getting ridiculous.” He said as he turned to look at her again, “You’re either ignoring me or you’re not.”
“What if I am?” she blurted out and Jack paused.
“Then you are indeed a coward.” He murmured as he leaned down towards her, “Why would you ignore me?” he asked and she sputtered for a response.
“Because…”
“Aye? Go on.” He nodded his head in encouragement.
“Maybe because I had my hand down your pants?” she exclaimed and he did the unexpected; he barked out a laugh. She jumped at the sound while he grinned roguishly down at her.
“Actually, lad. You had your hand down my sheets.” He said with a chuckle and Josette’s anger flared.
“It’s not funny! How can you laugh? It’s inappropriate.” She fumed and he suddenly got serious.
“You didn’t seem to mind it for a while.” He said softly but at her glare he raised his hands up in surrender, “If I knew it bothered you that much…” he trailed off and she looked up at him with determination.
“You would do what?”
“I wouldn’t have been so forward.” He smirked and Josette threw her hands up in surrender.
“Good God. Is everything a joke for you? A game?” she asked him boldly and his posture tensed at her words, as if they had bothered him.
“No, not everything. But since you decided to behave so…childishly then perhaps I am entitled to some childishness myself.” He shot back and Josette flinched.
“Then perhaps we ought never to mention it again?” she suggested in an oddly composed voice.
“Aye, perhaps.” He nodded as he swept his eyes over her form once and then smirked, “Just one question; did you immediately wash your hand afterwards or not?” he asked and Josette growled before she pushed past him and out of the cabin.
She didn’t notice that his smiling face dropped as soon as she was out of sight.

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Josette removed her eyes from the helm and brought her hand up. She chewed idly on her nail until suddenly a rough hand slapped it away from her mouth.
“Such a bad habit that is.” Jack’s voice sounded strangely scolding and warm at the same time that Josette had trouble keeping her breathing under control. She looked up at him quickly and he smirked.
“Scared you, did I?” he chuckled and she resisted the urge to flush as he tugged at her hat in a very familiar way, something he hadn’t done for days, and then smiled.
“Seems to me that we are a little behind.” He commented and Josette looked around them.
“Is it because of the wind?” she asked and Jack snickered.
“No, lad. I promised to teach you how to use a sword, didn’t I?”
Josette had forgotten about that little issue. The thing was that yes, she had asked him to help her learn but after that incident she no longer wanted his help. She feared being in such a close proximity with him.
“Um…perhaps we shouldn’t do it?” she said as she looked up at him as blankly as possibly.
“Nah. I have some free time now. Come.” He beckoned her with a single ringed finger and then turned and headed below deck.
Below deck? Her eyes widened but his whistle encouraged her to move. She trailed after him almost fearfully and she gulped as he started removing things as he went. First he took off his hat and then his coat.
He unlocked the hold and entered before he threw his things in a corner. He then turned to her and released his sword from its sheath. He grinned and leaned forward with his arm outstretched before he plucked the hat from her head with the tip of his blade.
Josette’s eyes widened slightly as her hat landed a few feet away from them but then turned her attention to him again.
“Now…” he started as he approached her and pulled another sword from his hip, “Since you’re such a tiny little lad.” He smirked at that while she scowled, “With such small hands.” His smirk became a grin and she rolled her eyes, “I chose this.” He turned the second sword and held the handle towards her.
She took it from his hand and he clicked his tongue, “Hold it firmly or you’ll never last.” He told her and she held it more firmly, squeezing it between her fingers.
“No need to throttle it.” He said with amusement and Josette held her tongue, “It’s light but very sharp so be careful and don’t run yourself through with it.” He smirked again and Josette frowned.
“I am not stupid, sir.” She muttered and he pulled his hand from the blade slowly.
“Aye. No doubt there.” He said seriously before he came to stand next to her, “Now...first,” he looked at her and grinned, “We learn how to hold it.” He covered her hand with his and adjusted her grip around the handle, “There. See how light it is?” he asked and she looked down at the sword before she nodded.
“Good. Now try this one.” He pulled the sword from her hand and handed her his own instead.
As soon as she closed her fingers around the handle she could tell the difference. His sword was much heavier and she had trouble holding it properly.
“See?” he asked as he handed her the other sword again.
“Yes.” She nodded with a little more ease.
“Not all swords are right for a person. You have to find the proper one for you. I hope this is right enough.” He twirled his sword a little and then stepped back from her.
“Now…you watch me. It’s all about equilibrium really.” he grinned lopsidedly at her before he started showing her how to step and move with the sword in hand.
“That’s not fighting.” She argued and he paused.
“No, but if you do not know how to walk with it,” he paused and then shrugged, “You won’t be able to fight with it. Now shut it and watch.” He growled and she shut her mouth with a nod.

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“Captain.” Josette said with a scowl as Jack stepped behind her and adjusted her arm a bit.
“Aye?” his breath hit her cheek and ear as he spoke.
“You’re invading my personal space. Again.” She said and he chuckled against her ear.
“Am I?” he murmured as he leaned over and turned her hand slightly upwards, “I apologize.” He said and if she hadn’t been so sensitive there she would have missed the fact that his teeth lightly nibbled on her earlobe before he pulled back and stepped in front of her.
“Do it again. Just the arm moves, not the steps.” He ordered and she tried in vain to keep the blush from reaching her cheeks. She could feel the heat spreading from her neck to her face and she could see and feel his intense gaze on her. Why was he looking at her like that? What was he trying to find? What was he looking for?
As she repeated the moves she heard him click his tongue again and he stepped forward towards her again.
“Again.” He righted her hand once more and she did as he asked.
“Now?” she asked hopefully and he shook his head.
“No, Again.”
“But…”
“Yes?” He quirked and eyebrow.
“It’s so hot in here.” She wiped at her brow and he narrowed his eyes.
“Are you complaining, lad?” he asked expectantly and she almost whimpered.
“No…but…”
“Do it one last time and then you’re free.” He waved his sword hand at her and she sighed before she did it again.
“Better. But not enough.” He said and at her sigh of frustration he smirked.
“Just because I am such a great company it does not mean I am an easy teacher.” He told her as he stepped forward and took the sword from her shaky and sweaty hand.
“Tomorrow, the same time.” He reminded her and she nodded.
“Okay.”
Jack walked away and leaned down to pick up his flask, “Catch!” he threw his flask at her and she grasped it in time. She looked at it hesitantly and he noticed.
“Disgusted to drink from my flask, lad?” he asked and her hesitation seemed to really bother him for some insane reason.
“Um…no, sir.” She shook her head and then uncorked the flask. She took a sip and it was what she had predicted; rum.
Of course. She smiled around the neck of the flask before she pulled it away from her mouth. Jack watched her while putting on his vest and then extended his hand for it.
She handed it over and watched out of the corner of her eye as he took a greedy sip and licked his lips before he put it in his pocket.
“Bring me my dinner, will you?” he winked and then walked out of the hold with both swords in hand and most likely Josette’s breath as well.

End of chapter 19

Author’s note: I hope it was worth the wait. Please review and I’ll update asap. Promise! I am not going anywhere for the time being so I’ll be able to update sooner.

Until then, loves!

Xxx Lina :)
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