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Regret	By : BaronNomaw Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3962 -:- 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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Jack had to fork over three different bribes before he was allowed to come aboard and knock, unannounced, on the captain's door. "Come in!"
Jack stifled a smile - six years of roaring and drinking had roughened up the voice a little, but he would know it anywhere. He pushed the door open and threw his arms wide. "Hector!"
The captain rose behind his desk, eyes wide. Long pause. "Jack?"
"None other, mate! Going by Jack Sparrow, now." Jack stepped in and kicked the door closed behind him. Barbossa's men, seeing that the visitor was unexpected but not apparently hostile, left them alone.
"Jack Sparrow." Barbossa nodded slowly. "I've heard stories. More than once I've thought perhaps ’t be you..." He looked Jack over and, noticing that one hand was out of sight in his coat, tipped his head back. "Jack, you're not one for shootin a man in cold blood an' with no warnin, are yeh?"
The cadence of his speech had changed a bit, as though Hector wanted to sound permanently at ease and a little mocking… but it was still clearly a work in progress. Jack decided it would be imprudent to make fun of him for it just now. "Naw, mate." He withdrew his hand and wiggled his very ringed fingers with an easy smile. "I always said we didn't have much in common, you and me."
Barbossa relaxed. He sat down and gestured for Jack to do the same. He poured drinks. After a long silence he said, "So... you've turned pirate after all, lad."
He sounded almost reproachful, and Jack laughed. "So have you, I noticed. I got tired of carting around other people's money. You?"
"Got tired of takin other people's orders. I've had me fill of law 'n'order n'justice, if you take m’meaning."
Another silence. "Yep, I suppose I do. Well. So here you are with your very own ship! Congratulations, Hector. Now, I hear you're looking for men..."
Barbossa choked on his drink. "Jack, you don’t mean to sign on with me?..."
"Well, that depends. Would you have me?"
"Let's get one thing straight, boy." Barbossa looked him hard in the eyes. "I apologize for everything. It's an honest apology and a full one, but if y'feel revenge still be in order I understand. But let's be open about it, shall we. There's to be no Trojan-horsin-in among me crew. What is it you’re really after?"
"You apologize," Jack repeated, skeptically. "For… er, everything."
"Aye."
"Why the change of heart, there, mate? Seems to me it was all in keeping with the Code, eh?"
Barbossa ignored his tone completely and just answered straight. "Take what you can, y'mean? Well, I'm captain now, and it's changed me perspective some."
"Ah. Not so quick to abuse power now that you've got it. Fair enough. Then, in answer to your question..." Jack spread his hands innocently. "What I'm really after is a chance to sail under somebody I actually like," he explained. "That's it. Also, I'm completely broke and I hear your men eat pretty well. But no revenge for me," he added almost under his breath. "I've seen enough and to be honest it made me ill."
Barbossa's distaste was apparent. "I spose I can't refuse yeh," he said at last, "But there be terms ye must abide: the past is not to be mentioned nor thought about. Goes without sayin, it won't happen again. And you can't expect no special favors - you're to call me Captain along with everybody else."
"Fair enough. But first... may I..." he hesitated.
"May you...?" Barbossa sounded dangerous already.
"Before I permanently scuttle me memories and forget your Christian name entirely, Hector, may I say one thing first?"
"I spose you're entitled." He closed his eyes as if for a bullet.
"I never got a chance to speak to you after... you know... and I just wanted you to know something: I did it on purpose. That's all."
His eyes opened, then narrowed. "Aye, I’d wondered," he said neutrally. "Well thank ye."
They stood and shook hands. He welcomed Jack to the crew loudly and then lowered his voice to add: "And just between us, lad, you're the least mistrusted of the lot."
Jack gave him a deep bow. "Won't let you down, Captain, I promise."
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Some years later.
Barbossa was dragged off his sinking ship, snarling and bleeding and demanding death every step of the way. He was roughly frisked for weapons and then flung headfirst into the enemy captain’s cabin. They slammed the door behind him and he stood facing a high-backed chair, all ready to give the fiend behind it a piece of his mind. "That was a Navy ship we just finished with! I rid the world of a bloody piratehunter and not half an hour later you come after me? Any other day and we’d have sunk yeh and made tankards outta your skulls, you pack of plague-ridden dock rats! May God rot you all! Scavengin after other ships is disgustin – it’s a vile an cowardly thing to do…"
"Vile and cowardly thing to do," repeated a voice from the shadows. Barbossa whipped around to see none other than Jack Sparrow leaning against the wall not two feet away. "Now where’ve I heard that before?"
"Jack," he gasped, still too shocked to register that Jack was smiling. He flinched away when Jack went for him but Jack caught his sleeve and yanked him in for a quick handshake-cum-hug. When he was released he stepped back and just repeated, "Jack?"
"Yep. Good to see you too, mate." Jack clapped him on the shoulder and walked around behind the desk. "Sit."
Barbossa sat. "Gods below, Jack! What were ye thinkin? We’ve no quarrel with you, and the reason we were on fire is we just finished-"
"I heard you the first time."
Jack’s voice was hard in a way he had never heard before, and it helped Barbossa concentrate on the problem at hand: negotiating with a victorious enemy. "Spare me and the crew, drop us off someplace safe," he began. "After what you did to us you owe us that at least."
"Owe," Jack repeated calmly. "Seems to me you owe me something at this juncture." When he got a puzzled look in answer, he was forced to spell it out: "A long time ago I asked you when I could have a turn. You said that when we each had our own ship- Come on, you remember this… When we each had our own ship…"
"-And you took mine head to head and took me prisoner," Barbossa recalled, horrified. "I said that’s when I’d… But Jack, I was jokin."
"Were you now."
No, he hadn’t been joking - he’d just been overconfident, and they both knew it. He looked away. "Ask me somethin else, lad – I can’t do it."
"Fine," Jack said, cool as a cucumber. He had obviously expected this. "Then sail with me. Sign on under me. I had a great time sailing under you… still not too pleased that you left me in Singapore…"
"It were time t’go and ye were nowhere to be found," Barbossa argued. "Shacked up with some two-penny dock whore, no doubt."
"She cost me three. And you should have waited. Now… I may not be as good a captain as you, but I promise signing on will be preferable to death… which is your other option. Have we got a deal?"
Was there any choice? Barbossa shook on it without a word.
"Great!" Jack jumped out of his chair. "Now let me go tell my other first mate he’s fired."
"Fired?"
"Course! You can’t have two first mates." He waited while Hector’s face underwent a number of strange changes. "Oh, come on! You didn’t think I’d have you anywhere else, did you? Honestly. You scrubbing out the head… bringing me my dinner on a platter… can you imagine?"
Actually, he’d thought that was the whole point.
He still couldn’t find words, so Jack explained, "I haven’t got many friends. Any port in a storm, right?" He quirked an eyebrow.
"We been through this, Jack. I said I’m sorry."
"And we’ve been through that and I said let it go. And it’s Captain Jack now, don’t forget. Eh, Mister Barbossa?"
"Aye… sir." He almost choked on the word.
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TBC.
Next chapter will be the bloody one.
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