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A change in the winds	By : zonuz Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 6784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A.N. I’m so sorry how long this has taken me. Right after school stopped I started working a lot and then I went abroad and then my computer burnt out and this summer has just been a complication after a complication. I hope you haven’t given up on me and my story and I will try to post as often as I can.

Chapter thirty-two: Trouble ahead.
It rained heavily that night. The crew was busy building shelters but Jack had other matters on his mind. Kenna hadn’t eaten much that day and now she sat alone on a tree trunk, staring into the darkness. Jack had tried to talk to her but she wasn’t interested. Stephen’s death had been really hard on her but somehow Jack suspected that there had to be something else on her mind. She’d barely known him so it shouldn’t be this hard for her to let go.
Kenna heard his light footsteps before he placed a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. He sat down beside her and put his arms around her.
“Why won’t ye tell me what’s buggin’ ye?” he said into her hair as he kissed the top of her head. After a moment of silence she answered.
“I don’t know where to start.”
“Start wherever ye want, I’ll fill in the blanks later.”
“I appreciate that you want to help, but I just need to be alone.” When Jack didn’t reply she turned around in his arms, looking up at him.”You understand, don’t you?”
Jack nodded but was evidently displeased. “I won’t bother ye any longer then,” he released his hold on her and stood up from the tree trunk. As he was turning to leave, she grabbed his hand.
“Thank you.”
Jack looked at their adjoined hands and then at Kenna. He gently squeezed her hand and walked away.
When he was gone, Kenna buried her face in her hands. She didn’t want to keep secrets from him but how could she tell him that he was about to become a father? Stephen’s death reminded her that life is short and can end suddenly when least expected. Jack had the right to know about the child, all she knew they could both be dead tomorrow. She didn’t want him to die not knowing the she was carrying his child but she couldn’t find the right time to tell him. They were on a dangerous mission; nothing should distract them from their goal. It had to wait until after they rescued her grandmother. Once they were safely aboard the Pearl she would find the courage to tell him.
But what if there was no return from this island? Kenna shook away those dim thoughts. She heard someone approach her from behind, but it wasn’t Jack. These footsteps were slightly heavier.
“Gettin’ tired of the Capt’n?” Christian said smug as he sat down beside her. “I don’t mind filling in for him if ye want somethin’ new and excitin’.”
“Get over yourself,” Kenna replied. “I’m perfectly happy with Jack so you can just go and leave me alone.”
“Ye seem quite annoyed for a woman who’s happy.”
“Well, you annoy me,” Kenna spat out.
“Ye were unhappy before I came. Ye may be annoyed at me but Jack’s the one makin’ ye unhappy.”
“My unhappiness has nothing to do with him. Now, please go away before I set you on fire,” Kenna threatened.
Christian laughed. “That threat is gettin’ quite old, don’t ye think?”
“No, it seems to work just fine,” Kenna replied as she turned her palm on fire. “Last warning...”
Christian grinned and grabbed her head, pulling her in for a kiss. The surprise put her flame out but she quickly regained her composure. When Christian saw her eyes change he released his hold on her, just in time to duck a fireball aimed at his head.
“Missed.”
Kenna sent another ball of fire in his direction but he managed to dodge that one too. The first ball hit a bush, which was now on fire, its flames threatening to burn down the shelter they sat under.
“Admit ye want me,” Christian said grinning. Kenna felt a sudden wave of nausea wash over her and ran over to a bush before her stomach flipped. Christian couldn’t believe what had just happened.
“Whoa, isn’t that a bit much,” he said offended.
“What can I say,” Kenna replied, drying her mouth on her sleeve, “you make me sick.” She took a couple of deep breaths to steady her stomach. “I’ve had enough of this,” she said as she left the area, leaving a baffled Christian behind.
The crew had noticed the fire and ran over to try and put it out.
Kenna walked further into the jungle, seeking privacy and time to think. After the nausea fit, Christian was guaranteed to leave her alone. No man in his right mind would want anything to do with a woman who vomits after kissing him, but then again, Christian had never been considered normal.
She wasn’t paying attention to where she was going and when she snapped out of her thoughts she had no idea where she was. It was really dark, the trees so thick that you could not see the sky. There was no light in sight so Kenna lit a fire in her hand. Using the light from the flame she tried to retrace her steps. Soon she gave up, there were too many forks in the road and they all seemed to lead her to the same place.
As she was walking she heard something move in the trees behind her. She quickly spun around but could not see anything. She continued walking but couldn’t go very far because in front of her stood a tiger, its eyes bright in the darkness. She started to panic and backed away slowly, feeling the cat’s eyes on her. The tiger followed her slowly, calculating her every move. She had never met a tiger before so she didn’t know what to do in this situation. You shouldn’t run, she knew better than to run from a wild beast, they liked the chase. To play dead would probably not work either, she wasn’t sure whether tigers cared if their prey was already dead, besides the tiger knew very well she was alive. She continued to back away slowly, making no sudden movements.
Then it hit her, she was no ordinary human. She could scare it away with her fire. Most animals were afraid of fire. She lit the fire in her hand and threw a ball close to the tiger. It roared and turned away, coming at her from the other side. She threw another fireball, this time closer to the tiger but it avoided it. She could see that the tiger was very irritated and sent another fireball towards it, scaring it away. She stood there stunned for a moment, grateful that she hadn’t been eaten, then her original problem of finding a way back resurfaced and she sighed.
She looked up into the sky and had an idea. If she could climb up a tree she could see the camp and find a way back. She found a promising tree and started climbing. She had never been a good climber so the journey up was a bit rocky. She cut her hands and feet but didn’t give up. When she reached the top she could see a faint flicker of light a good distance away. Finding the camp was a great relief for her but it soon faded when she realised she would have to climb down again. It had been hard to get up and would be even harder getting back down.
Then a thought hit her; she could always fly. But wouldn’t that be dangerous? She hadn’t flown during the night before and the trees seemed to be quite dense down there. Well, it was better than climbing down. That would certainly end badly. She got her wings out and pushed off from the treetops. Flying felt good but at the same time terrifying. She quickly reached the place where the light was coming from and saw that it was a group of men carrying torches. She landed nearby where the trees were not as close together and walked towards the men. Soon she saw a flicker again and Jack appeared at the front of the group. When he saw her he hurried over to her and took her in his arms.
“Kenna! Where have ye been? I was so worried about ye.”
“I got a bit lost but found my way back,” Kenna replied, happy to be close to Jack again.
“Ye look awful, ye’re all cut up. What happened?” Jack asked worried.
“It’s nothing, I’m not good with trees,” Kenna replied sheepishly.
“Why did ye wander away?”
“I just needed some time to think and kept getting interrupted so I decided to take a walk but then I was so caught up in my thoughts that I forgot how I had got to where I was. After I scared the tiger away I climbed...”
“A tiger! Ye were attacked by a tiger!” Jack exclaimed terrified.
“Yes, but I managed to scare him away. No tiger stands a chance against a woman like me,” Kenna said smiling.
“This be nothin’ ta laugh about. Ye could’ve been killed!” Jack said sternly.
“I know that. It’s not like I deliberately searched for the tiger. You know, Jack, you’ve got to start trusting me a little. I’m not some doe eyed girl who needs constant taking care of. As much as I appreciate your concern for me you’ve got to give me some credit.”
The crew was starting to get uneasy, they were accustomed to Jack’s arguments but being this close to one made them a little awkward.
“Kenna, I think we should discuss this another time. The men don’t need to hear this,” Jack said crossed.
“You don’t care about the men, you just don’t want to admit I’m right,” Kenna replied annoyed. Jack opened his mouth to object but she cut him off. “Don’t try to deny it; I don’t want to hear it.”
“We’ll talk about this later, this is not the time,” Jack said between his teeth.
“Whatever you want, “Kenna replied. They returned to camp and Kenna sat down by the fire. Jack did not join her and she felt relieved. She would have surrendered the moment his body touched the tree trunk.
In a short while she rose from the trunk and prepared to go to sleep. While she lay under the tree she waited for the comforting heat of Jack’s body, but it never came.
The next morning she woke alone. She turned around and saw Jack talking to some of the crew, pointing and gesturing in a wild manner. She sighed and sat up, stretching her arms and back. She went to get something to eat but the smell of the porridge made her stomach flip. She ran over to a nearby bush and gagged, feeling nothing in her stomach to vomit. Returning, she got herself a piece of pineapple and sucked on it. The sweet juice felt good to her stomach.
On the other side of the burnt-out fire, Steven sat. He gave her a knowing look and she shook her head. This was not the time.
Jack heard her vomiting and turned his attention towards the bush. She had been sick for a few days now and it was starting to worry him.
As the men cleared the camp, Jack went to talk to Steven.
“I’m almost ready Capt’n,” Steven said when he saw Jack approaching.
“That’s not why I came ta talk ta ye,” Jack said with a wave of his hand. “I’m worried about Kenna. She’s been sick for a few days now and be hardly eatin’ a thing. Isn’t there anythin’ ye can do?”
“She probably just has a flue. The humid air can be playin’ tricks on her. I wouldn’t worry too much about it, it will pass,” Steven said nervous. He didn’t like lying to his Captain.
“Why she be the only one gettin’ sick? Shouldn’t at least some of the crew be showin’ the same symptoms?”
“She’s the only woman, they are weaker than men,” Steven lied.
Jack narrowed his eyes in thought and then shrugged. “It makes sense.”
Steven breathed easier. “I’ll give her tea to calm her stomach. That’s as much as I can do for her.”
“Thank you, that’s much appreciated,” Jack said with a smile. “We’ll leave when ye’re done.”
***
Steven handed Kenna a mug of tea, ordering her to drink it. She smelled it and frowned.
“What is this?”
“It helps with the nausea,” Steven replied.
Kenna nodded reluctantly and closed her eyes, taking a sip of the tea. “It actually tastes better than it smells.”
“I don’t like lyin’ to the Capt’n,” Steven began but she cut him off by putting her hand on his.
“I know. I’m sorry that I’m making you lie to him.”
“This mysterious illness of yours is getting him suspicious. You’ve got to tell him soon or he’s going to figure it out on his own.”
“Yeah, I know.”
***
As the group left the area, Malak approached Kenna. “How are you feeling? You seem really pale.”
“I’m fine. I just have an upset stomach,” Kenna said with a small smile. “There’s nothing to worry about.”
Her father wasn’t convinced so she shook her head. “I’ve talked to Steven; he doesn’t think it’s anything serious”
“Not to diminish his skill as a doctor, I don’t think he is able to make that decision. You’re not human.”
“I’m human enough.”
“Alright,” he sighed. “I won’t bother you with my overprotective mumble,” he said as he kissed her forehead.
A slight rustle in the trees caught her attention and she stopped. Not another tiger?
“What is it?” her father asked.
“I just thought I heard a rustle in the trees.” She looked around her but couldn’t see anything.
“It’s probably just a monkey,” her father said. “Come, we are falling behind.”
“I guess,” Kenna said but wasn’t fully convinced. She followed her father, but the feeling of something watching her never left her mind. Occasionally she thought she heard whispers in the trees but just shrugged it off. It was just the wind. There was no need to panic.
As she walked around the tree she froze in her steps. Before her the crew stood, surrounded by short, savage looking men. They had spears and arrows pointed at them and were growling obscenities in their direction.
Kenna was grabbed from behind and a knife was placed under her jaw. Her heart was beating frantically as she waited for the knife to cut her throat.
“Let her go!” Jack shouted as he stepped forward. “What be the meanin’ of this?”
The man holding her answered in his native tongue. “We’ve been asked to fetch you. Our master waits. ”
Jack looked at him puzzled. “I ask ye again. Why are ye attackin’ us?”
“Master wants you. You must all be brought to him. The girl is most important,” the man replied.
“He has to take us to his master,” Malak interpreted, “they’ve been asked to fetch us. ”
“And who be their master?” Jack asked aggravated.
Malak asked the man and got a response. “They only call him Master. He’s very powerful. ”
Kenna felt her body grow cold. “Tobo,” she gasped.
Jack’s face was terrified but he quickly hid it. “Do ye think it could be him?” he asked Malak.
“I doubt there are many powerful men residing here, especially powerful men with great interest in us. ”
Jack nodded slightly and turned towards the man holding Kenna. “Alright, take us to yer master. ”
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