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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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Chapter 20

Josette hissed when her sword flew out of her hand and cluttered against the wooden floor of the hold with a loud clang. She looked at her slashed thumb and then at Jack who looked as smug as ever before she placed it in her mouth.
“Enough, sir.” Her voice was muffled by her finger and Jack placed his hand against his ear and leaned forward.
“What was that, lad?” he asked innocently as Josette pulled her finger away from her lips and gasped for breath.
“Please. No more.” She said while shaking her head and he grinned.
“Well, fair’s fair. To be true, I didn’t expect you to last this long.” He stated dryly and she frowned as she placed a hand against her lower back.
“I am glad you have faith in me.” She muttered as she tried hard not to wince. She fidgeted and pressed her legs together as he turned away to grab his flask.
She grimaced when she felt the wetness between her legs. It didn’t help matters that she was on her period. She was surprised that she hadn’t stained her clothes yet. Taking advantage of the fact that he had his back to her, she ventured a quick look down at herself. Nothing was visible. She breathed a sigh of relief at her sheer luck.
“Tired?” Jack asked and she looked up at him.
“Yes…and sweaty.” She admitted as Jack leaned down and grabbed her sword. He handed it to her and grinned.
“Good work, lad.” He said and Josette felt her pride swell at his praising words.
“I didn’t win.” She said and he chuckled as he sheathed his sword and grabbed his vest from the floor.
“Of course you didn’t. You were fighting with me.” He said and she almost smiled.
“I have shaky hands.” She said as she looked at her hands.
He snorted at that, “Really? And here I thought they were only tiny.” He said and she frowned.
“Do you have a problem with my hands, Captain?” she asked as she headed for the door.
“Well,” he started as he approached her and extended his hand, “When you compare them with mine…” he trailed off as he grabbed her hand and pressed their palms together.
He grimaced and let go of her hand, “It’s because you’re so short.” He told her dismissively before he sauntered out of the hold and towards the cabin.
“I am going to take a bath. Care to join me?” he turned to look at her and winked while she flushed.
“Sir!”
“Aye? Well, I do need someone to bring me the water and soap.” He shrugged as she trailed after him.
“You have soap in your cabinet.” She argued as they climbed up the stairs.
“No, I don’t because you used it all.” He growled and she flushed with guilt this time.
“Oh…”
“Yes, oh. So, water?”
“Yes…Can I have one too…Um, I mean I need warm water.” She stuttered and he paused.
“Of course. I’ll even lend you my soap.” He said playfully and she shook her head.
“I’ll have to be quick because John needs me at the galley.” She said more to herself but Jack heard it.
“What for?” he asked and she looked up at him.
“Ah, I am going to help him clean-…”
“And why is that? You haven’t cleaned the cabin for two days.” Jack’s eyes were narrowed.
“That’s because I’ve been busy with scrubbing the decks and with the lessons.”
“Are you implying that you don’t want the lessons?” he asked her casually and she groaned.
“No, sir. I was just pointing out that I had little time. Not to mention all the laundry…” her eyes widened at her slip.
Oops.
“What laundry? I don’t have that many clothes.” Jack said as he eyed her suspiciously.
“Um…”
Jack turned to face her completely and narrowed his eyes, “Tell me that they haven’t bullied you into washing their clothes.” He said with a sigh and Josette paused.
“I wanted to…And I am not doing everyone’s laundry. Just Mr. Gibbs’, Dave’s and John’s.” she said a little defensively.
“Is that why you’ve been neglecting your duties?” he asked and she looked down.
“Sorry, sir.”
Jack didn’t speak for a while.
“Oh, Josh. You’re just too bloody nice for your own good. Do Gibbs’ only. The others can haul their arses and do their own laundry. They are young. Bloody hell.” He muttered before he walked away.
“Don’t forget my water.” He called before he disappeared.
Josette sighed before she headed for the galley.

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Josette gathered the soiled rag once she had finished dressing and walked over to the tub to wash her dirty clothes. She had terrible cramps but cleaning up had definitely made her feel much better. She usually didn’t hurt that much while on the rag but the extra exercise and work made the cramps stronger than they usually were.
Once she has finished with her clothes, she headed for the galley to find John. She found him polishing their old table.
“Need help?” she asked and he looked up at her. He frowned.
“No…The Cap’n scolded me for loading more work on you. Apparently you’re his personal helper…” he snorted and Josette grimaced.
“Yes…he ordered me not to help you with your laundry. Sorry but it slipped.” She said apologetically and he waved her concern away.
“Don’t worry about it. I told you I didn’t help anyway.”
“Yeah…but…So, you need some help here?” she asked and he paused.
“Well, if you have time you could help me with the chairs over there.” He nodded towards the chairs that were lined up against the bulkhead and she nodded.
“Sure…” she agreed.
Jack was busy with his bath. Surely he wouldn’t need her for the next hour or so.

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“Josh?” Jack’s voice seemed so far away and Josette frowned.
“Hmm.”
“Josh!”
Her eyes snapped open at his voice and he chuckled when she startled.
“Just me, lad. You fell asleep on the stairs.” He stated and as she moved she winced.
“I sure did. I’m sorry.” She murmured with a yawn and when he didn’t move she looked up at him, “Did you need anything, sir?” she asked and he blinked, coming out of his reverie.
“No. You missed dinner.” He stated and he shook his head as if to clear it.
“Oh. Did you eat? I forgot to bring you your food.” She quickly stood up and he held a hand to calm her down.
“Settle down, boy. I ate. I saved you a bowl of soup. Come.” He headed for the cabin and Josette picked up her hat and followed him in silence.
Her stomach growled and she blushed while Jack chuckled.
Once they were inside Jack pointed at the bowl of soup at the table, “Go ahead. I’ll just go lie down.” He told her as he removed his coat and proceeded to shrug out of his vest.
Josette watched him for a moment but then she remembered herself and averted her gaze. She sat down and started on the soup.
“Fish?” she asked as she chewed on a fleshy piece.
“Aye. Dave got some big ones. Eventually.” He chuckled as he looked at her and placed his hands on his belt. Josette looked down at her food again while listening to the sounds of him unbuckling and removing his belt. She heard his boots falling on the floor and when she looked up he was in the process of removing his shirt.
Her eyes fell onto his slim waist and up to his tattooed chest and they stayed there for a moment before her gaze followed the thin trail of dark hair that led to his…
Stop it!
She quickly looked away and took another spoonful of soup while he chuckled.
Damn it. He had noticed.
“By all means, look. See anything you like?” he asked as he plopped down in his bed and placed his hands behind his head. His breeches fell low on his hips without his belt.
“Sorry. You just…” she trailed off embarrassed and he tilted his head to the side.
“I am just so ravishingly handsome?” he offered wickedly and she almost rolled her eyes.
You know he is. Her inner voice chirped at her and she almost scowled.
Fine. What if he is? He’s too arrogant and sure of himself. They’d never fit in with each other. Not that he would ever notice her if he knew she were a woman.
Then why is he noticing you now?
Because he is…strange. She responded to her annoying inner voice.
“I am just what, Josh? And you need to shut that mouth of yours before it’s filled with flies.” He commented with amusement and she shut her mouth.
“You have so many tattoos.” She said at last before she brought more soup to her mouth.
“Oh. Indeed, I do.” He smirked, “Do you have any?” he quirked and eyebrow in interest but she shook her head.
“No.” she murmured.
“Do I detect a sad note, lad? Would you have liked it if you had one?” he asked and she bit her lip.
Yes. Preferably your name.
“Um, maybe…But I never had anything memorable happen to me so I’d want to imprint it on me forever.” She shrugged and he nodded.
“Fair enough. Would you like to guess which one came first?” he asked as he pointed at his body and she paused.
“Okay…”
Jack grinned and let her look as she stood up and approached him. He turned onto his stomach so she could see his back and then turned onto his back again. He slipped two fingers into the waistband of his breeches and her eyes widened.
“Captain!” she covered her eyes and he chuckled.
“Relax. I am just going to show you another tattoo not Little Prince over here.” He laughed and she uncovered her eyes. He turned slightly to the side and he indeed had a sword tattoo low on his hip. It was very similar to a cross albeit a bit elongated.
“So, can you guess?” he asked as he relaxed against the mattress again.
“Um…the sword?” she said and he pursed his lips.
“No.” he cocked an eyebrow, “One more shot. If you guess right…I’ll let you man the helm for an hour.” He challenged and her eyes lit up.
“Really?”
“Aye. So?”
Josette hesitated before she spoke, “The uh…sentences on your back?” she said and he smirked.
“Nope. You lost but I guess I couldn’t have actually let you steer the Pearl.” He said and her face fell.
“Why not?”
“Because you’re clueless. I may not be a perfect Captain but I am not stupid enough to let you man the ship.” he snorted and that actually hurt.
Ouch. “Thanks, sir.” She muttered and he suddenly grabbed her hand.
“You want me to teach you?” he offered with mischief, “I rather like ordering you around.” He laughed and she grimaced.
“No, thank you. Are you going to tell me then?”
“Oh? Oh, aye.” He turned onto his stomach without letting go of her hand and pointed at his shoulder blade.
“The mermaid?” she asked and he nodded as his thumb barely brushed her knuckles.
Her breath hitched but she tried to ignore it.
“Aye.”
“Why?” she asked and he looked up at her as he turned onto his side with her hand still in his.
“Because when I was a lad…I saw one.” He stated and she snorted in disbelief.
“Yeah, alright.” She laughed and his eyes narrowed.
“You think I’m jesting?” he asked and she paused.
“Aye. There are no things as mermaids.”
“You’re so sure of it. But you’re wrong. There are.” He said as he placed his hand symmetrically against hers and slowly laced their fingers together while looking at them.
“Captain, are you drunk?” she asked with amusement.
“I have seen mermaids cry. The worst sound and sight ever, lad.” Jack murmured and Josette’s smile faded.
“Why do you say that?”
“Because it’s just…a miserable sight to behold. Their tears have therapeutic qualities, you know.” He said as he looked up at her; no playfulness whatsoever in his gaze.
“You’re serious.” She said softly and he rolled his eyes.
“Of course. They are hard to find however. Most of them are dead. Probably caught in nests or killed.” He muttered and she bit her lip.
“Aren’t mermaids usually seducing sailors?” she asked and he looked up at her.
“Aye.”
“Why?”
“Because they’re lonely.”
“Not because they want to kill them?”
“Myth.” He waved his hand in dismissal, “The first mermaid was in fact a human who turned into a mermaid after accidentally killing her lover.”
Josette’s eyes widened, “Oh…She turned into one because of her sadness?”
“Because of her shame for making such a mistake. So, you see mermaids are very sad creatures.” He murmured as he tightened his hold on her hand and tugged her down next to him. She sat down and blinked.
“I didn’t know that.” She whispered and Jack smiled.
“There are a lot of things you don’t know, lad…I’d had no trouble teaching you though.” He murmured as he reached up and trailed his finger down her cheek.
Josette flushed and spoke quickly, “They can never be humans? The mermaids.” She stumbled over her words and he paused.
“They can…Only when they found the love of a human.” He said quietly and Josette wondered if this was all a big lie or something that he had personal experience of.
Wouldn’t be surprised if he had been with a bloody mermaid as well. She thought as his thumb brushed over her bottom lip.
“Josh-…” he murmured but then there was a knock on the door.
“Cap’n!” it was Gibbs, “We need you at the helm!” he called and then walked away.
Jack groaned and Josette found the chance to get up from the bed and out of his hold. He glared at the door and quickly stood up, “You can go to bed. I’ll see you early tomorrow for our lesson.” He told her before he walked out of the cabin clad only in his breeches.
“What the hell. Gibbs! You can’t dock the ship on your own?” Jack barked as he slammed the cabin door shut and Josette winced for Gibbs’ sake.

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Two days later…

Jack’s hand grasped Josette’s throat as he thrust her against the bulkhead while he had his sword under her chin. His dark eyes narrowed as they gazed down at her.
“What’s wrong with you today?” he asked as Josette fought for breath, “You’re doing everything wrong.” He murmured and she swallowed hard.
“What am I doing wrong?”
“You know what.” He hissed and she glared at him, “Firstly you do not look at my eyes when we’re fighting,” he said as he pointed a finger at her, “And secondly,” at that he released her and leaned against his sword as if it was a cane, “You don’t move correctly.” Hr finished and Josette looked at the ground.
“I am just tired.”
“Why?”
“I didn’t sleep.”
“Why?”
“Because you scared the hell out of me with your strange mermaid stories the other night?” she snapped and his eyes narrowed in realization.
“Is it that or …” he trailed off as he approached her and looked down at her, “Is it because you caught Giselle in the act of sucking me off last night?” he asked innocently and her eyes widened.
“I beg your pardon? I don’t care what you do, sir! Although the image might have scarred me for life.” She snapped angrily and he looked at her knowingly.
“Thank God you did not turn blind, indeed.” His voice had a slightly mocking tone in it and it made her even madder.
“Perhaps you should warn me next time.”
“Sure, I will. I will even invite you to join us.” He said with a small smirk but when she clenched her jaw and looked away the smirk faded, “I am just jesting, lad.” He reached out and grasped her shoulder, “I know you don’t like sharing my attentions.” He chuckled and Josette exploded by pushing his hand angrily away. Jack stumbled from her force and grabbed her sleeve to catch himself.
“Oi!” he exclaimed with wide eyes and his gaze fell to her half bare shoulder for a moment. His eyes narrowed at the sight and his gaze shifted and slid lower. Just under her collarbone the edge of a bandage was visible.
What the hell-…He thought with shock.
He reached out and made to touch said edge but she sidestepped him and distanced herself from him.
“Are you hurt, lad?” he asked as he looked into her eyes.
Josette’s heart sped up, “I just fell and hurt my side a bit. I…I bandaged it so it wouldn’t hurt.” She explained hurriedly and Jack’s eyes narrowed.
“You want me to check it?” he offered as he reached forward again but she flinched away.
“No. I’m fine. I just…I just need to rest.” She said quietly and Jack was instantly suspicious.
“Let me look.”
“No.”
They stared at each other until Jack dropped his sword to the ground and waved his hands at her, shooing her away.
“Go then.” He told her and she needn’t be told twice.
Jack watched her go and frowned, “You’re hiding something…aren’t you, little one?” he murmured before he gathered his things and walked out of the hold as well.

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“What’s this?” Josette asked with a frown.
“More rum.” Jack smirked down at her and Josette had trouble hearing him from over the music.
“I am already dizzy, sir.” She shook her head just as Giselle came to stand next to Jack.
“Oh, come on, lad. It’s my bloody birthday!” he exclaimed and Giselle turned to look at him funnily.
“Oh…okay.” Josette mumbled as she accepted the mug and took a sip.
John looked at her sympathetically from his seat across from her.
“But Jack…I thought your birthday was-…” Giselle started and Jack snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
“Darling.” He smiled and then leaned in close to her, “Shut up.” He told her before he kissed her on the lips and then released her, “John,” he called.
“Aye, sir?”
“Are you up for a game of cards?” Jack grinned once he saw the deck of cards while Josette grimaced as the amber liquid burned her throat. She was feeling too relaxed to stop drinking though.
Relaxed and happy. She even giggled quietly to herself.
“Sure.” John smiled albeit a bit hesitantly and Jack sit down next to him and drew Giselle on his lap.
“Cut then.” Jack leaned back before he shot a quick look at Josette. Giselle noticed but didn’t comment on it. Jack was planning something once again.

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“I told you not to drink that last one.” John groaned as he supported Josette’s weight in his arms, “But you didn’t listen, did you?” he mumbled as he carried the sleeping girl to her hammock.
He leaned down and placed her on it gently before he straightened and groaned, “You didn’t seem that heavy.” He mumbled and leaned down to remove her hat. He placed it aside and looked at her.
With a soft sigh and a light chuckle he pressed a kiss to her forehead and walked out of the side cabin
“Is he asleep?” Jack asked as he entered the cabin and looked at John almost anxiously.
“Aye, sir. He…ah, drank a lot.” John chuckled and then paused, “You saw to that.”
Jack shrugged and smirked, “He had to get drunk eventually. We are pirates here, mate. You’re free to go to bed now.” Jack dismissed him.
John nodded and walked out of the cabin even if he was feeling a bit strange doing so. He had a bad feeling in his gut and he was slightly suspicious of his Captain but then again what could he do? He settled for planning to check on her early in the morning.

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His brown boots made the wood creak under his weight and he grimaced, his hands extended away from his sides as he paused and waited. When Josette continued sleeping, he exhaled in relief and then continued walking towards her hammock. He paused right next to it and looked down at her with his dark chocolate eyes. His gaze left her peaceful face and slightly parted mouth and trailed the rest of her before he tentatively reached out to her with a bejeweled hand. He lightly touched her neck and briefly felt her calm and steady heartbeat before he took a deep breath and slid his hand further down her throat and towards her chest. He paused at the neckline and then he slipped his hand beneath the fabric of her shirt. His fingers encountered cloth and his eyes widened.
His fingers gently felt her bound chest and he pulled his hand back as if burned with a hiss. His eyes stared at her with shock but they also glimmered with a dark flame of satisfaction.
Taking another deep breath he stepped a little further down and reached out again; this time towards her parted legs. His fingers slipped between the apex of her thighs and when they encountered no bulge his mouth parted and his eyes quickly shot to her face. She was still asleep but she had tensed up a little bit. The rum had done its job and had kept her promptly unconscious.
“Bugger.” He murmured and with reluctance he pulled his hand from between her warm legs and stepped back.
“You little wench.” He murmured with a dark twisted smirk as he shook his head and then stepped back and out of the side cabin with a smug look upon his handsome face.
He headed out of the cabin and looked around the deck for his companion, “Come on in, love.” He called quietly and Giselle appeared with a small smile.
“What did you do, Jack?” she asked and Jack looked at her innocently.
“Whatever do you mean, love?”
“I know that look.” She told him as she approached him and tugged on his beard, “You did something.” She said and he grinned.
“Not yet, darlin’. Not yet.” He breathed as he slipped his hands down her back to her buttocks and pulled her to him tightly. She whimpered and he groaned before he brought his mouth angrily down to hers.
No one could insult his intelligence and get away with it. No one.

End of chapter 20

Author’s note: Thank you for reading. He is angry yes, but wouldn’t you be?
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Oh and the bits about the mermaids are real. I didn’t make them up so I do not take credit. Wikipedia helped a lot! lol
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