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A Marriage To A Fine Woman	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > Het - Male/Female Views: 9674 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Irritation


James had been trying not to dwell on the mark that was left on
Aislinn�s back, since it was a past injury and she had been clear in asking
him not to blaming herself for it. Yet he found that every time the thought of
it crossed his mind, his very blood seemed to boil and his temper wanted to
erupt in an outburst of fury. No doubt everyone around him would think he was
mad, not knowing what it was about and having it be quite unrelated to anything
going on about him. Not to mention having something that was obviously quite
embarrassing to Aislinn become public knowledge and would only cause her
complete and utter humiliation which was something he didn�t want to do.


One thought he had that could maybe vent his frustration and anger was to
write a scathing letter to her father who sent her to such a place to begin
with. Never had he considered the phrase, �spare the rod, spoil the child�
to be taken literally and certainly not to the point where bones were to be
broken. Then he found his anger had turned towards Geoffrey for the briefest of
moments for the bits of council that his best friend had tried to give him when
he was so frustrated at the beginning of his marriage. Saying that he was being
far to kind with the young girl, and even mentioning on one occasion that she
should have been given a �good thrashing� for something she had done. He
couldn�t even remember what it was now. Yet he realized that it was foolish to
be angry at Geoffrey of all people, who was his closet and dearest friend. There
wasn�t really anything that he could do, the damage was done and being angry
for it wasn�t going to help anyone and certainly wasn�t going to erase any
suffering that Aislinn had endured.


Instead of finding some sort of revenge to take out on someone, he
decided to take an entirely different approach to the matter and made a stop in
the town before going back to the inn where Aislinn was waiting for him.

Small Surprises


When he got to their room, he tapped on the door slightly finding there
was no answer. Arching a brow he opened the door and slipped inside wondering if
she had gone out. He�d asked her not to leave with out him since it was not
exactly a town they were familiar with, and they were guests. Even then he
wasn�t certain that he wanted her running about on her own. Not until she was
a bit older at least.


However when he walked in a bit further he smiled, finding that she had
fallen asleep across the foot of the bed while reading a book. James smiled
devilishly knowing it was his fault she was so incredibly exhausted and he
couldn�t help but take a bit of pride in that. It was like having the
honeymoon that they didn�t get after their marriage.


Walking over he tossed his hat aside putting down the box he carried with
him. He took off his boots and his jacket putting those aside as well,
retrieving the box he had set down then walked over to the bed carefully
crawling to lay along side her. Aislinn took a breath as her hand came to her
eyes and wiped the sleep from them a little looking up at James. He just grinned
down at her not saying anything.


It took Aislinn a moment to realize what had happened, �Oh, I fell
asleep.� She said looking at her hand seeing the book she had been reading.
She sat up quickly and closed it feeling a little embarrassed.


�It�s alright. I was simply admiring the view.� He complimented.
�Although I think we might need to find a different style of dress for you to
wear, darling.� He said taking her hand as he looked at the long sleeves,
before reaching up and slightly tugging at the high collar around her neck.
�The Caribbean is not London. The weather is quite different, and you�ll
melt away in these sorts of dresses. It simply won�t do to have you ill from
heat constantly all for the sake of modesty.�


�I can get different material, that would be more appropriate for warm
weather.� She said looking at her dress before looking up at him. James arched
a brow.


�Perhaps . . .� He rested his finger on his chin for a moment taking
a look at her. �You know, I think I�ll pick out a few garments for you to
wear.� He said having an idea or two in mind. �Since I�ve been stationed
down there and I know the weather. That way you�ll be properly prepared.�


Aislinn smiled. �Really?�


Norrington nodded, �Absolutely.� James couldn�t help but have a
hidden agenda with this plan. He did have a jealousy streak that he had
discovered from time to time, but he also knew how beautiful she was and found
that there were times that he wanted to take her places and show her off a bit.
Perhaps turn a few heads or two, for a different reason besides her age and the
eerie feeling that some got around her that she was basically a nun. A change of
clothing and some bits of jewelry here and there could definitely make a
difference.


�Now, close your eyes.� He said. Aislinn thought that was a little
strange and she looked at him cautiously. James half laughed, �I promise I
won�t do anything strange. It�s a surprise.� Aislinn was still a bit
suspicious but she closed her eyes as he instructed. Then Norrington took the
box that he had brought back with him and untied the ribbon taking the top off.


Taking out one of the morsels inside, he held it up to her lips.
�Open.� He said. Aislinn could feel his fingers next to her mouth so she
knew what he was asking and she opened it. Norrington placed the morsel on her
tongue and watched as she began to eat it. He smiled when he saw the expression
on her face of surprise and delight as she opened her eyes and looked at him
obviously enjoying the treat.


�What is it?� She asked covering her mouth, trying not to talk when
there was still food in it. James chuckled slightly as he watched her childlike
reaction as she swallowed it.


�It�s chocolate. Truffles.� He said taking one out and showing it
to her before popping it into his own mouth. �Candy.�


�Candy?� She said looking at him curiously. �Is that like the sugar
that we received at the convent sometimes?� She questioned. �It�s sweet
like sugar.�


James just smiled at her seeing a beautiful light in her eyes. �A
bit.� He reached towards the box. �Would you like another?�


�Oh yes please, very much.� She said anxiously. Norrington grinned as
he took another and held it up.


�Open.� He said. She did it without hesitation this time and he
placed it on her tongue. �That�s a good girl.� He said with a chuckle.
�You know . . .� He said eating another himself. �I find it curious that
with your living at the convent, and your father being . . . well your father
and having all the assets that he has, that more donations weren�t given. That
the financial state that seems to have been a constant when you were living
there wasn�t better then it was.�


�but it was.� She said honestly. �Father gave a monthly allowance
to the convent for letting me stay with the sisters and for their raising me. It
allowed them to expand their charitable work much further then they would have
been able to without it.� She said with a smile. �And of course treat
illnesses and injuries that wouldn�t have been able to have been treated
otherwise. So many lives were saved because of the donations my father gave.�


Norrington sighed a bit, �Well that would explain why you weren�t
permanently disfigured.� He grumbled under his breath.


Aislinn didn�t quite hear what he said and she leaned closer,
�Pardon?� She asked hoping he would repeat it for her feeling a little
embarrassed that she even had to ask. James smiled even more embarrassed that he
had made the comment out loud.


�Nothing dear. Just talking to myself, that�s all.� He closed the
box. �That�s enough for now. I wouldn�t want you to upset that tummy of
yours by eating to many sweets before meal times.� He leaned over and put the
box on the table next to the bed. �Aislinn, may I ask . . . how often did your
father visit you?� He said curiously. �Was it frequently?�


The young woman thought a moment, �We wrote to each other quite often.
Our letters were back and forth each week. Sometimes there were even two. It was
like he was there all the time.�


�Yes, but I mean physically in your presence. Did he make personal
appearances to visit you while you were growing up?� James asked.


�When he could.� She said softly. �I saw him two or three times a
year. But that wasn�t his fault. There was always so much business that had to
be taken care of, and of course the sisters and the order were very strict about
non-clergy being on the grounds. They felt it disrupted the way of life that
they had established.� Norrington looked at her a few moments and smiled a
little so she wouldn�t think that he thought there was anything wrong.


�It�s getting a bit late isn�t it? Lets have a bit of supper shall
we? I can imagine your famished and I�m feeling quite peckish myself.�

Back On Board


When they began on their way again, Aislinn didn�t have nearly as much
trouble getting on the ship as they had the first time. She was still a bit
hesitant but it took much less coaxing then before. After a month aboard the
ship, she felt land sickness once she got onshore, and it took no time at all
for her to regain footing once they returned to sea. This time she didn�t even
feel sick, not even a little green.


While in port, they had taken on a few new passengers that would be with
them until the next port of call having paid their way. It wasn�t usually
habit for the Captain to take on such passengers but he was ordered by a
superior to do so against his wishes so he had no choice in the matter.


Unfortunately, one of these passengers was a troublemaker right off the
bat. He was a young man, two years older then Aislinn and he spotted her as soon
as he stepped foot off the gangplank. She was standing alone next to a cage
where live animals had been taken on that would later become food, petting them
through the bars with a bright smile. James told her not to get attached and she
said she wouldn�t but she still wanted to see them anyway.


One evening, Aislinn went up on deck taking a book that she had promised
to the sailor on watch earlier in the day when they had been discussing it at
lunch. This time she made sure to ask James if it was alright before talking to
one of the crew, and then asked again if it would be acceptable to loan him one
of her books. James didn�t see why not as long as she didn�t linger to long
in her association and kept it to casual and brief conversation and gave her
permission to take it to him but instructed that she should be back shortly.


The crewmen thanked her but couldn�t speak long as he was on duty and
tucked the book away to read it when he had a chance, and said he would return
it when he finished reading it. It had been a long time since he had gotten his
hands on a new book and was glad to get one.


Walking back down the side of the ship, she started back to the stairwell
and down the first flight. When she started to go down the second, she found she
was snatched by the arm away from the stairs into a dark corner. It frightened
her and caught her off guard as she looked at the young man. �Is there . . .
is there something I can help you with?� She asked.


�Oh God is there.� He said looking at her with hungry eyes. She
frowned a little remembering James having warned her about that sort of look.
�What�s a young thing like you doing on a ship like this, ey?� Aislinn
started to speak but he quickly covered her mouth and turned her about pressing
her against the wall looking from left to right not wanting to make to much
noise that might catch someone�s attention.


�You�re a looker, that�s for sure. Clean and beautiful . . . high
class, that�s what you are.� Aislinn�s eyes were wide as she started to
struggle trying to pull his hand away but he just tightened his hand over her
mouth shushing her looking from left to right again as he leaned closer pressing
her harder against the wall. �Tavelin� with your father, . . . you won�t
be missed. Most high class girls like you can�t swim. All I got to do when
I�m finished with ya, is throw you over. In the dark no one will even know.
You�ll be missed in the mornin� but by then it�ll be to late. You�ll be
gone.� The boy leaned down and moved his hand away as he kissed her hard on
the mouth, biting down so hard on her lip that he broke the skin causing her
mouth to bleed. She tried to scream out but he just swallowed the noise.


Suddenly, he was snatched up by the back of the collar releasing his
prey. Aislinn fell to the ground on her kneels coughing and trying to catch her
breath. �I knew you were going to be trouble, as soon as you were escorted to
the dock and put onto the ship. It was clear you didn�t have a choice in
coming.� One of the higher ranking officers tossed the boy to one of the
guards on watch who was carrying a bully stick with him. �Throw this
delinquent in the brig.� He ordered.


The boy started to struggle only to be struck hard with the object and
then dragged away. The officer walked over and helped Aislinn to her feet,
�Are you alright Lady Norrington?� He asked. Tears had escaped her eyes and
she was a little in shock as she nodded once.


�Yes . . . yes I�m fine.� She said, a little disoriented her mouth
a little sore.


�I�ll take you to the infirmary.� The officer said.

Mason Reaction


The Admiral was, needless to say, furious when he was told about the
incident. Speaking to the officer who had stopped the incident from turning into
a catastrophe and the Captain, he demanded that the boy be brought up on
charges, if not hanged and thrown over the side to be fed to the sharks. Of
course they would make sure that he would be handed over to the proper
authorities.


When he finally calmed down a bit, that�s when he went to Aislinn who
seemed to have come out of her shocked state and now simply felt a bit
frightened having been assaulted. �Aislinn?� Norrington said as he came
through the door. She looked up having a feeling of relief over come her when
she saw him. �Are you alright darling?� Taking her hand as he reached up
touching her chin.


She nodded a little not saying much of anything. James could see that her
lip seemed to be split and wasn�t sure why and glanced at the doctor. �Well
uh . . .� He paused before looking back. �Why don�t we go back to the
cabin so you can get some rest. I�m sure your tired.� Aislinn nodded a
little and stood up as she started through the doorway. The Admiral asked if the
officer who had saved her would escort her back since he would be along in a
moment.


James turned to the doctor, �What happen to her lip? Did the bastard
strike her?� He demanded.


�Apparently, he bit her.� The doctor said a bit uncomfortable with
having to tell her husband that news. James starred at him for a moment.


�Excuse me.� Was all he seemed to be able to say.


�I�d say bastard was the right term, Admiral Norrington. His teeth
made a rather deep cut on her lip and down the inside of her mouth. It�ll take
a few days to mend.� James felt the sudden urge to make a visit down to the
brig and beat the living breath out of that boy. What sort of sick and twisted
blackard would treat a young woman in such a manner?

Uncomfortable


James rolled over while he was sleeping and had a strange feeling come
over him. As he opened his eyes he found himself snapped fully awake and quickly
moved as far away from Aislinn as he lay next to her as possible. �Dear God in
heaven.� He blurted out. Aislinn opened her eyes sleepily as she looked over
at him. Raising her head she could see the way he seemed to be trying to push
his body through the wall.


�James? . . . what is it? Are you alright?� She asked.


�What the bloody . . . . . is that for me?� He asked starring at her
hand in horror. �You moved up from hat pins to daggers that could skewer a
cow!� He exclaimed. Aislinn leaned up a little more and looked at her hand and
then sighed.


�No . . . of course this isn�t for you.� She said holding the
dagger closer as she rolled over on her side to face him. �I just . . .
wasn�t able to sleep and . . . it felt like I could if I had something in
reach that I could get if I needed it.� She said honestly. James arched a brow
looking at her.


�Needed it for what?� He said relaxing a little. Aislinn clutched the
hilt in her hand and held the dagger to her chest with her eyes turned downcast.
Norrington sighed and moved closer to her. �Aislinn . . . he�s shackled and
locked up tight in the brig. He won�t bother you again.�


Her eyes looked up at him for a moment still clutching to the dagger.
�He was so strong.� She whispered. �I couldn�t get away.�


Norrington looked at her for several moments before reaching up and
gently prying the dagger away from her fingers and setting it aside. Then he
took her hand. �I know. I know your afraid and you have every right to be. But
you�re here with me and I won�t let anything happen to you. God help the
person who comes in here intending to do you a bit of harm.�


She listened for a moment and nodded. Then she looked up at him again,
�Why did he do that?� She whispered. �Why did he bite me?� James was
silent for a moment not sure how to answer that.


�To be unkind.� That seemed like a relatively simple answer without
getting into the grotesque details of the certain disgusting parts and habits of
some kinds of male people in the world.


�Why do you bite me?� She questioned. To be truly honest, he never
saw that one coming. It completely blind sided him, from out of nowhere. �Do
you bite me to be unkind?�


James felt like the original relief of avoiding talking about the
degenerates of the male species was quickly melting and flying out the window.
�I�ve never bitten you like that. I haven�t left marks or broken the skin,
have I?� He said realizing that might have sounded a bit more defensive then
he meant it to.


�You left a red mark right here on my shoulder and another one on my
neck when we put into port that one . . . .� James quickly stopped her finding
she had a better memory then he gave her credit for.


�Those were different! Those were . . . marks of passion, marks that
came from passion while we were engaged in . . .� He paused a moment
recollecting his thoughts. �Darling . . . the point is . . . I don�t bite
you to cause you pain, or to be unkind, or to be mean. What he did was harsh
cruelty and nothing more. What I do is purely passion . . . there�s no
malicious intent behind it.�


She nodded a little in silence before she rolled back over pulling the
cover back up and settling down in the pillow. James frowned a bit as he moved
behind her seeing that she was still quite distraught. The Admiral put his hand
on her shoulder rubbing it gently as he leaned towards her ear, �I won�t do
it anymore if it bothers you.� He offered.


�I�m alright.� She whispered. James had a feeling that she wasn�t
being entirely truthful with him about that. Aislinn seemed like she was lying
on pins and needles and hardly secure at all anymore. Wrapping his arm around
her he kissed her cheek and held her against him as he lay beside her hoping it
might help her feel a little safer as he started to fall back asleep.
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A Marriage To A Fine Woman

Irritation

Small Surprises

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Mason Reaction

Uncomfortable