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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 21

Josette woke up with heavy eyelids and a pounding head. She reached up and cradled her head in her hands before she turned in her hammock. Ever so slowly she opened her eyes and once her vision had adjusted she sat up and looked around her. She was in her cabin but she did not recall going in. All she remembered was the party and Jack handing her a mug of rum.
Rum.
She groaned when she realized that was the reason for her headache. She had never been drunk before but if getting drunk felt like she was feeling, she was never drinking ever again.
She turned her gaze towards the small window and from the stillness of the ship and the quietness she realized that they were still docked and that it was early in the morning.
She threw her legs off the side of the hammock and slowly stood up. She winced and held onto the hammock for her legs felt like they were made of molten wax. Once she had gained her footing she tentatively made her way towards the main cabin. She pushed her door open and once she turned her head to the right she froze and gasped.
The blonde, Giselle, was lacing up her corset barefoot while Jack was reclining back in his pillows and staring unashamedly at her.
“I am so sorry!” Josette said as she quickly stepped back into her cabin.
She heard Giselle giggling and then Jack’s voice.
“Do come in, Josh. We need some refreshments over here.” He called and she frowned.
Refreshments? He never ordered food for his companions while she was there.
Hesitantly she stepped forward again and looked at him.
“Sir?”
“Is there any of that coffee left?” he asked with a quirked eyebrow as he rested with one hand behind his head and the other on top of his naked lower belly.
“I…I think so.”
Her goddamned ears were ringing!
“Good. Some bread would be nice as well. Right, love?” he smirked at Giselle who was not paying attention to him though. She was looking at Josette with a frown.
“Are you alright?” the blonde asked kindly and Josette looked at her with mild surprise.
“Hangover.” Josette answered as she rubbed the back of her head.
She paused when she encountered her disheveled braid. Her hair needed washing and a good brushing.
“Oh.” Giselle nodded sympathetically while Jack clicked his tongue.
“Come on, lad. Don’t be such a baby. It’s just a little headache.” He said with a small scowl and Josette frowned.
Was he irritated about something?
“Just get on with it, will you?” he muttered and Josette was taken aback at his tone.
“Aye, sir.” She murmured and with a last look at him and Giselle she walked out of the cabin and towards the galley.
“What did I do this time?” she murmured with a frown as she climbed down the stairs that led below deck

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“Mr. Gibbs?” Josette almost wheezed as they brought all of the last supplies on the deck.
“Aye?” the older man pulled out a tattered handkerchief and wiped at his brow.
“When are we casting off?” she asked as John put down a sack of potatoes and groaned.
“Not sure…Sometime today. Why won’t you ask the Captain?” he told her and she bit her lip to prevent her face from breaking into a grimace.
“What?” John elbowed her gently and she looked up at him.
“Nothing.” She quickly shook her head, “I am going to ask him and then I’ll help you organize the supplies down in the hold.” She told him with a small smile and he grinned.
“We got some new chickens!” he told her with a snicker and she scowled.
“Great.” She muttered before she headed for the cabin. More birds to hunt around the hold for their eggs.
“Maybe these new ones will like you!” he laughed behind her and she shook her head at his antics.
She knocked on the cabin door and then walked in. He was sitting behind his desk, polishing his sword. He didn’t look up.
“Captain?” she asked timidly and he paused.
“Oh there you are.” He muttered as he shot her a quick look, “Am I to chase you around the ship in order to find you? The bed sheets need to be changed.” He stated as he resumed cleaning the blade.
“I’ll get to it, sir.” She said quickly, not wanting to displease him further and then she remembered, “Are we going to have our lesson today?” she asked hopefully and he paused once more.
He raised his head and looked at her before he shrugged, “I am needed at the helm today. And you have the whole cabin to clean.” He said and her hopes were crushed.
“Oh. Okay.” She said almost inaudibly and his hand paused upon the blade again even though he didn’t look at her.
“Can I help John organize the supplies first?” she asked and Jack’s jaw flexed.
“If you must.” He grumbled and Josette nodded.
“Alright. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” She said and she wished he would look at her but he merely nodded his head at her.
As she let herself out of the cabin she wondered if she had said something while she was drunk. Had she offended him somehow? Offended his companion? But no. It couldn’t have been that. The woman seemed her usual friendly self earlier.
She frowned as she made her way back to John, thinking of what she could have possibly done or said.
“Everything alright?” John asked her as she leaned down to help him move a heavy cart of rum.
“Did I do something last night?” she asked him as they moved towards the stairs.
“Eh, you got drunk.” He said and then chuckled, “You’re a funny drunk.” He said and she scowled.
“No, I mean…Did I say or do anything bad?” she asked and he frowned.
“Like what?”
“I don’t know? Offend the Captain or something?” she groaned with exasperation.
“No. No, I don’t recall such a thing and before you say it, I did not get drunk.” He cut her off when he saw that she was ready to speak.
“Right.” She mumbled as they put the cart down and headed upstairs again to gather the rest of the supplies.
“Why do you ask?” John asked her and she frowned.
“He seems mad at me…He won’t look at me.” She said softly.
“Then ask him.” John shrugged and she scoffed.
“Ask him what? Are you serious?”
“Well, why not? Ask him after we cast off. That way he won’t have the chance to leave you behind if you anger him.” He said with a smirk.
“You’re so funny, John. How long did it take you to think of that?” she said sarcastically.
“Not that long.” He grinned as he handed her a cart of carrots and onions. She stumbled a bit and frowned up at him.
“I am serious and you’re joking.”
At that he sighed, “Don’t give much thought in what he says or does from time to time. He has mood swings. Trust me.” He told her before he walked away.
Josette followed him but she wasn’t sure if she should believe him or not. She had a bad feeling about this; a very bad one indeed.

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It was late in the afternoon and Josette still hadn’t finished with the cabin. She was in the process of mopping the cabin door floor when she heard Jack’s voice calling Gibbs’ name.
She sighed as she lowered the cleaning cloth inside the soapy bucket, squeezing the dirt from it. She still hadn’t succeeded in understanding why he was so annoyed with her. The previous night was a huge blank page inside her head and no matter how hard she tried she could not remember any of it. Irritation had given way to despair after some time and she tried hard not to plop down in her bed and cry like a five year old.
The sound of footsteps alerted her of his upcoming arrival and she took a deep breath.
She looked up when she heard the cabin door open. She stilled when Jack walked in with his spyglass in hand but didn’t acknowledge her at all. He simply shut the door, removed his hat and coat and then headed straight for his bunk. She sat slightly up from her kneeling position and her fingers tightened their hold on the soaked cleaning cloth when he brushed by her without sparing her a glance. His boots stepped onto the freshly mopped floor and she bristled when his foot almost crushed her hand. She pulled it away with a wince and he finally looked down at her.
His dark eyes narrowed as if in surprise at seeing her there before he looked away and continued walking to his bed.
Josette had enough of his attitude, “Good morning, sir.” She spoke quietly and it worked. Jack stopped walking and he turned his head to look down at her from over his shoulder.
“Josh.” He inclined his head but his lips twitched.
Was he amused about something or he simply found her amusing-or rather ridiculous?
“I thought your eyesight was good, Captain.” She said as she continued scrubbing the cabin floor.
“It is.” He nodded and she frowned.
“So you did see me and my small hand that was next to your foot.” She stated and Jack placed his thumb on his bottom lip as if in thought.
“Perhaps.” He smirked and then promptly plopped down on the bed; with his boots still on. They stained the freshly changed sheets.
“Are you angry with me, sir?” she asked as she averted her eyes from his offending boots.
“Why would I be, lad?” he sent a grin at her and before she had the chance to object he spoke again, “You are on watch tonight. Up in the crow’s nest.” He told her casually and her eyes widened.
“What?!”
“You got a problem with that, boy?” he asked her with dark, challenging eyes, daring her to argue and defy him.
“N-no, sir.” She shook her head, “But…I’ve never done my watch up there.” She said weakly.
He was officially mad at her.
“Well, there’s always a time for a first time, wouldn’t you say?” he cocked an eyebrow and she gulped.
“There is one problem.” She said and he gazed at her expectantly.
“Aye?”
“I don’t know how to climb up to the crow’s nest and I have a fear of heights.” She added and he paused.
“Then perhaps now is the time to overcome that fear.” He smirked at her, “Aye?” he murmured as he gazed at her intently.
Josette bit her tongue and lowered her gaze to the floor before she resumed scrubbing; hard.
“If you scrape the wood you’ll have to pay for the repair.” Her Captain chirped in smugly and she looked up only to find him in the process of opening his bedside drawer. He grinned at her when he noticed her looking and very slowly pulled out his leather journal.
“I love you too, lad.” He winked and when she bristled he laughed and shook his head.
Josette looked away from him and tried hard to prevent her heart from fluttering at the sound of his deep laughter, even if it was at her expense.

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The sky was impossibly dark when Josette walked out for her watch. John was waiting for her by the mast, looking more nervous than ever.
“I’m here.” She said to him and she was aware of Jack’s eyes on her back.
“Aye…Are you sure? I can take over your watch-…” John started as he shot a brief glance at Jack who was looking at them closely.
“No!” she cut him off, “I’ll do it.” She shook her head and looked at him, “Tell me how.” She whispered and John pursed his lips before he nodded and did as he was told.
“It’s just four hours. They’ll pass.” John called up at her and she nodded.
“I’ll be fine.” She called back and then she was alone.
The trick was to never look down and she tried. But from time to time she would forget herself and look down only to gasp and look up. So, there was a reason why Dave and John took that shift. She didn’t think she would be able to do it every other night. Lack of sleep didn’t bother her that much but this bothered her. She had no idea how she would climb back down.
Deciding to forget that part she focused on the horizon in front of her and tried to enjoy the cool Caribbean breeze.

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The ropes quivered dangerously and Josette looked down. Her eyes widened and she looked back up.
“Dizzy much?” Jack’s voice made her look down again and when she did she encountered his golden grin.
“Obviously.” She stated as he lifted himself up and slipped in next to her with his feet dangling off the edge of the crow’s nest.
“It wasn’t that difficult, was it?” he asked as he leaned back and his shoulder bumped with hers.
“Why are you up here, sir? I thought I was on watch.” She said and he smirked with his eyes closed.
“You are. Are you trying to tell me what to do again, lad?” he asked and she noticed that he hesitated on that last word. She got a bit uneasy at that.
“No…I am just trying to understand why I am here in the first place.” She murmured and he turned to look at her.
“Because I told you to.”
“Yes, but when Greg made me climb the ringing you objected because I was not properly trained to do so. What changed?” she asked him and she couldn’t shake of the feeling that he was gazing at her funnily.
“A lot changed…Do you have anything that you want to say to me, Josh?” he asked her out of the blue and she blinked.
“Sir?” she frowned and he sighed.
“Is there anything that you’d like to tell me?” he asked again and she hesitated.
“No…No, I don’t.” she whispered and his dark eyes flashed in the darkness.
“I see…Well, come down then. Your shift’s over.” He muttered as he started climbing back down.
Josette could do nothing but stare at him as he did so. This time the height didn’t bother her. What really bothered her was his jerky movements and unsettling stare.

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Two weeks later, Port Au Prince

John was leaning against the railing when Josette appeared with two bananas and two apples in her hands. When he saw her he smiled and took his share of fruit from her hand.
“Thanks.” He told her and she nodded as she leaned next to him and looked at the dock.
“How are your lessons going?” he asked after they had eaten their fruits and Josette grimaced.
“I haven’t had any lessons for the last couple of weeks.” She muttered and John blinked at her in surprise.
“Oh? I thought the Captain was keen on teaching you everything he knew.”
“Not lately. All he ever does is ignoring me these days.” She whispered.
John frowned, “Did you do anything?”
“That’s what I’ve been trying to understand…From what I recall I didn’t do anything.” She shrugged.
“Ask him.” He bumped his shoulder with hers to get her attention and she bit her lower lip.
“I have…He says I haven’t done anything.”
John straightened when the cabin door opened and Jack walked out.
Josette looked at him and quickly approached him, “Captain?” she called as he was in the process of putting on his coat.
“Aye?” he looked up at her and Josette’s heart soared. It seemed so long since he had actually looked at her in the eyes.
“Um…You’re going ashore?” she stumbled over her words but he didn’t seem to notice it.
“Aye.”
“Can you stay?”
Jack froze at that and his gaze darkened, “Why should I?” he asked her as he crossed his arms over his chest.
“I-I was thinking that we could start with my lessons again…It’s been so long since-…”
“Well that’s all fine and well, lad, but I wish to amuse myself rather than sit here sweating like a pig for your benefit.” His words cut her to the bone and she was unsettled by the effect that few of his words could have on her.
“But…I thought that you liked teaching me. I thought you enjoyed it.” She said and she was angry to hear that her voice quivered ever so slightly.
“There was a time when I thought the same.” His eyes moved up and down her form before they settled onto her face, “Apparently that phase is over. Why don’t you find a new teacher? John would have no problem, I’m sure.” He motioned towards her friend who was standing next to the rail still, looking quite uncomfortable at their confrontation.
“No, I don’t think so.” She said quite loudly, in a firm voice, even as her eyes burned with moisture, “I think I’ll just stick to my slave-like activities. They are after all, all I’m needed for here, right? Cleaning, mopping and laundry require less wit than sword fighting and since I’ve stopped amusing you then you must have found me lacking in that department. Clearly God has not gifted me with an abundance of talents. Have a good night out, Captain.” She smiled bitterly and then turned around and headed for the cabin.
She could feel his wide eyed stare as she made her retreat and she felt an ounce of satisfaction deep in her veins at the success of leaving him speechless. Her satisfaction didn’t last for long because a moment later she heard his footsteps trailing her back to the cabin. Panic rose in her chest and as she entered the cabin she turned and looked at him as he advanced on her.
His foot made quick work of shutting the door and in a flash he had seized both of her wrists in his hands. She found herself pressed against the closest wall as he pushed her roughly against it. She gasped and groaned as her back hit the solid surface with a thud.
“Are you trying to make me even more furious with you?” he snarled as he brought his face impossibly close to hers.
“Why? Why do you say that? What have I done, sir?” she murmured in earnest and he sneered.
“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stop playing games with me. Do you understand me?” he hissed and she gulped.
“No, I don’t.” she almost whimpered and his eyes flashed.
His dark gaze scanned her face; from her creased eyebrows to her parted lips and back up again.
“You don’t know. Perhaps this will enlighten you then.” He breathed out harshly before he lowered his lips to hers.
His mouth attacked hers with a ferocity that made her skin crawl. His tongue forced her lips apart as one of his hands released her wrist and traveled up the length of her body until he was fully cupping her bound breast through her baggy shirt. She gasped against his lips and her eyes widened as his hand flexed roughly around her already tender flesh.
He couldn’t possibly-…!
She turned her head away from his lips and he was forced to break the kiss.
“Oh my God.” She whispered and he used his free hand to grab her throat in a vice like grip.
“Does this enlighten you, Josh?” his voice was angry and mocking and it made her shiver in fright.
“I…Captain-…”
“I know.” He hissed at her and with a last squeeze he let go of her breast and grabbed her hair instead, “I know everything, love. Do you hear me? Everything. Did you really think you could fool me forever? Did you think I’d never find out? Hmm?” his breathing was harsh against her lips but she didn’t dare look at him. She was ashamed.
“Look at me.” He ordered as he forced her head back so she was gazing up at him with wide green eyes, “You have this night to think your explanation over. Don’t let me find you in here when I come back later. I don’t care where you will sleep in but if I were in your position I wouldn’t waste my time sleeping. Is that clear?”
When she remained silent he tugged roughly on her hair again, “I said is it clear?” he snarled and she quickly nodded her head.
“Good girl.” He murmured and she wasn’t sure if he was mocking her or not. Fear was clouding her senses; her fear and his scent.
With one last look at her, he released her with a sneer and briskly walked out of the cabin.
Without him holding her upright she slowly slid down the bulkhead and collapsed on the floor in a heap of trembling limbs and shaky breaths.

End of chapter 21

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