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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 8

A bead of sweat dropped onto her upper lip and Josette raised her hand to wipe it away with her sleeve before she grabbed the brush and carried on polishing the deck. She had been at it for hours, since she had woken up and she was almost finished. The crew was mostly asleep or still ashore and that made her job a little bit easier since there was no one to disrupt her work. She had slept in the crew’s quarters since her Captain wasn’t alone in his cabin. She hadn’t even dared to step close to that door since she had seen the woman who had entered the previous night.
Her throat tightened and she pursed her lips at the thought of him enjoying himself with his lady while she had to make his bloody deck shiny. She scowled at her own thoughts and rubbed the brush harder against the deck.
Why do you bloody care?
Because she was being punished for something she had no control over. It was preposterous really but she knew that she had spoken out of place. She had talked back to her Captain when he was trying, according to his daft logic, to make her enjoy herself. Pirates weren’t known for their hospitality after all, were they? He must have been the exception to that rule then.
With that thought she proceeded further down the deck and when she noticed that she had only a few inches of wood in order to be done she smiled and quickened he pace. The blazing sun was burning her but it would help the deck dry quickly.

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Later that evening…

Josette was quietly munching on an apple when the cabin door finally opened. She paused and brought her knees higher up towards her chest as she let her eyes drift to the cabin. A woman, no more than twenty years old, was standing there, fixing the front laces of her dress. Her long mahogany hair was pulled back in a loose braid with a few strands falling by her cheeks. She wore a pale green dress and she was slim. Nothing compared to the buxom ladies they had met the other night. She didn’t look like a prostitute.
Well, maybe she’s not. He’s charming enough to not having to pay for a woman’s attention. Her inner voice reminded her.
The woman finished with her dress and Josette saw Jack stepping up behind her. He placed his hands on her hips and leaned down to whisper something in her ear. The young woman giggled and flushed before she turned to look up at him with doe eyes.
Josette wanted to gag and what she didn’t understand was why the scene provoked such a response. She looked away from the pair and took another bite from her apple. As she shifted her gaze towards the plank she noticed John and Gibbs coming up towards her. She smiled, relieved that someone else was there and waved at them.
“Hey, Josh!” John whistled as he looked at the deck, “Nice.” He chuckled and Josette found herself flushing.
“Good job, lad.” Gibbs smiled kindly at her before he looked up and shot a glare towards his Captain who was currently frowning, his eyes on Josette and not on the woman walking away.
“Bloody hell.” Jack murmured as he leaned down to inspect the deck with wide eyes. He was a little bit disheveled with his shirt tucked out of his breeches and his skin was deliciously flushed. Josette blinked and looked away horrified at her train of thoughts.
More men walked up the plank and Greg whistled as Jack’s woman brushed by him to leave. He looked at her behind as she walked and Josette wanted to hit him over with something. He was vile.
“Greg.” Gibbs reprimanded him with a scowl and he grinned before he walked away.
“Did you find it?” Josette asked John and he nodded before he produced something from a parcel and threw it towards her. She caught the plain white sheet she had asked for and smiled.
“Thank you so much!” she gushed as she clasped the sheet and rose to her feet. John smirked and snatched her half eaten apple from her hand before he brought it to his lips for a bite.
“What are you going to do with it?” he asked while chewing.
“Oh, just…you know…” she trailed off with a blush and he laughed before he walked away.
Gibbs patted her back and she smiled at him before she looked down at the sheet. She folded it and held it close before she looked up. She was met with Greg’s sneer and she almost gulped at the look he gave her. He walked away and she exhaled a sigh of relief. He was the only one who disliked her and she didn’t even know why.
“Josh!” Jack’s voice made her jump and she quickly turned towards him only to find him beckoning her to him. Slowly she walked towards him and stopped when she was in front of him.
“You polished the deck.” He stated and she nodded.
“That’s what you told me to do.” She said hesitantly and he shook his head as if to clear it.
“No, no.” he said and she frowned, “I meant for you to clean it. Thoroughly.” He said and his lips twitched as if trying to hold back his laughter.
“But…you said polish.” She sputtered.
“Yes, well, I didn’t expect you to actually do it. We didn’t have any polish.” He pointed out with amusement.
“I bought some. I mean, I asked Mr. Gibbs for some money.” She said and he smirked.
“Huh.” His eyes looked her up and down and she found herself cowering a little, “You stink by the way.” He told her before he turned to head back to his cabin.
Josette glared at his back but he wasn’t finished.
“Tell Gibbs to weigh anchor, hand him this,” he threw his compass at her and she almost let it drop because she wasn’t too quick, “Tell him to set course for Spain. After you’ve done that you can bring me my dinner, clean the cabin and of course clean yourself.” He threw her a quick grin from over his shoulder before he disappeared inside the cabin.
Josette gaped at him. He never made her work so much. Stifling a groan she turned and went to find Gibbs with her lips pressed into a thin line of agitation.

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Jack picked up the piece of bread from the tray and took a bite as he leaned back in his chair and let his eyes wander around the cabin. The air still smelled of the woman’s perfume and he smirked to himself as he placed his feet up on the table. She was a cute little thing, albeit a little bit slow. Her looks and innocence made up for her lack of stimulating conversation so he couldn’t really complain. Hell, most of the time he didn’t care about conversation in the presence of women. If he wanted to chat he could easily talk to Gibbs or even Josh.
At the thought of the boy, Jack paused and grimaced. However, he allowed his eyes to search for him in the cabin and once they had located him they settled there. He was changing the sheets while scowling to himself, an expression that Jack found absolutely entertaining.
“Something the matter, lad?” he asked.
Josette paused. She hadn’t realized that he was watching her.
“No.” she answered as she picked up the bundle of sheets and placed them on a chair.
She brought the clean ones from the chest and made quick work of making the bed before she leaned down to pick up the soiled ones. She winced as she leaned over and before she had the chance to walk away Jack’s voice stopped her.
“Stop.” He raised a hand and Josette paused, “Come sit.” He told her and she hesitated.
“I need to wash up.” She said and he rolled his eyes.
“Sit. You’re tired.” He repeated and Josette didn’t have the urge to fight with him. All she wanted was some water and her hammock.
Nonetheless, she did as she was told and took a seat at the table. Her captain pushed the plate of bread and fish towards her while looking her in the eyes.
“Eat.”
“But-..”
“Eat. I’m not really hungry. I’m a bit sore.” He winked and Josette resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Of course he would say something like that just to make her uncomfortable. She briefly wondered if she was so amusing or simply ridiculous when she was embarrassed.
Just to get it over with she picked up the bread and took a bite while he gazed at her.
“You’re a hard worker, I’ll give you that, lad.” He told her and she shrugged.
“It’s a fine trait I assure you.” He said and she looked up at him.
“Well, I don’t want to be punished. Again.” She pointed out and he laughed.
“You’re not going to let me forget that any time soon, eh? No matter. I’ll just have to endure your wrath.” He smirked and she couldn’t resist rolling her eyes this time.
Jack barked out another laugh and she quickly stood up, “Can I open a window?” she asked and Jack pursed his lips before he waved towards them.
“By all means, mate. I can’t stand the smell too.” He said and Josette wondered if he meant the perfume or her own sweaty scent.
“Which one?” she couldn’t resist asking.
“Hmm?”
“The perfume or my sweat?” she said and he chuckled.
“I can live with sweat, lad. But the combination of the two can be lethal.” He said with a chuckle and Josette sighed.
“Can I go now?” she asked once she had opened the window, feeling utterly offended.
“Aye.” He nodded as he pulled his feet down and stood up, “I’ll lie down.”
Josette nodded and quickly exited the cabin, her heart beating loudly in her chest.

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Days later…

“Hey, you, boy!” Josette looked up and saw Greg beckoning her over. She hesitated but she finally walked towards him nonetheless.
“Secure that sail, will you?” he pointed towards the main sail, “I need to fix this one.” He told her dismissively and Josette paused.
“Um…I don’t know how to…” she trailed off and he rolled his eyes.
“You’ll just pull on the ropes. Hurry, will you?” he said as he turned away to focus on his task.
Josette stared at him before she looked up at the rigging. Not wanting to cause a scene, she did as she was told and slowly started climbing up the mast. The wind blew heavily and the rails whined with its force. Taking a deep breath she climbed further up and then reached out towards the ropes. She didn’t measure the distance correctly though and as she leaned forward she felt her foot slipping to the side.
She gave a loud gasp as her foot slipped from the ladder and she tried helplessly to find something to hold onto by flailing her arms around. Her panic didn’t leave room for confident moves though and she suddenly found herself falling backwards towards the deck. She closed her eyes tightly shut and waited for the impact as the men’s voices fluttered around her ears in a cacophony of sounds that her brain could not register or decipher. The impact with the deck came a little too soon and she found herself falling onto her stomach while trying to brace her body with her hand in order to reduce the upcoming pain. Unfortunately she did not succeed because all of her weight fell onto her right wrist and a loud crack resonated in her ears as her body collided with the hard deck. She let out a cry as she bumped her forehead against the wood too and quickly rolled onto her side while trying to bring her hurt wrist close to her.
“Lad?” Gibbs’ voice was panicked and she heard several footsteps coming towards her direction. Gibbs’ face appeared above her and he leaned down to place his hand on her arm. The simple action caused her to hiss in pain and he immediately pulled his hand back.
Greg’s face appeared close by and he actually looked a little bit guilty as he gazed at her and then at Gibbs.
“What in bloody hell happened here?” Jack barked as he made his way towards her and looked at Gibbs and then at Greg who rubbed the back of his neck nervously.
“Gibbs?” Jack asked as he turned to his first mate who only shrugged.
“I’ve no idea, Cap’n. I was at the helm and then I saw Josh climbing towards the main sail. The next thing I knew he was falling off the ladder.” Gibbs explained as Jack kneeled down and looked at Josette. He carefully placed his hand on her chin and turned her face towards him as he inspected the forming bruise on her forehead.
“Where does it hurt?” he asked as he looked up and down her body.
“Everywhere but mostly my wrist.” She choked out through the pain and Jack’s eyes fell on her wrist which was bent at an awkward angle.
“I just needed some help!” Greg blurted out and everyone turned to look at him, including Jack.
“What did you say?” His captain asked as he gently patted Josette’s cheek and slowly stood up, “You sent him up there? To do what? Isn’t securing the sails one of your tasks? Or did you think it wise to send someone up there with minimal knowledge of climbing a rigging?” Jack almost growled with narrowed eyes and Greg fidgeted nervously.
“I just-…”
“I bloody give the orders upon this ship!! Do you understand that!? If I hear you ordering anyone around again because you’re too lazy to do your work, you’re off this ship, mate. I won’t hesitate to hand you over to the sharks, is that clear?” Jack barked at him and Greg quickly nodded with wide eyes.
“Now back to work and secure the bloody sail!” he told him angrily and Greg hurried to comply.
Jack turned to Gibbs and motioned towards Josette, “Help me.” He said as he leaned down and grasped Josette’s arm.
“Can you stand?” he asked as Gibbs took hold of her other arm.
“I think so.” She said quietly as she choked back a sob. Her wrist throbbed painfully and her side burned. As she stood up with their help and stepped onto the deck she hissed.
“What?” Gibbs asked and she turned her right foot around.
“I think I’ve bruised it too.” She said quietly and Jack groaned.
“Come along then.” He said impatiently as they headed towards the cabin.
Once they were inside, they placed her in a chair and Jack kneeled down to inspect her wrist.
“Give it here.” He said quietly as Gibbs found a bandage and brought it over.
Jack’s first touch on her hand felt like a million knives pushing into her skin and she bit her lip to stifle her cry. His fingers probed around her wrist and he looked up at her gravely.
“I need to set it right, lad.” He told her and Gibbs winced.
“What?” she asked and he licked his lips.
“I need to set it right. Do you trust me?” he asked and her eyes widened.
“I…yes.” She choked out at last and he wrapped his fingers around her hand, briefly brushing the skin before he grasped her wrist tightly. He smiled at her and pointed towards the desk.
“Hand him that bottle, Gibbs.” Jack said and Gibbs quickly gave her the rum bottle.
“Drink.” Jack instructed and Josette obeyed as a tear slid down her cheek from the pain.
“Big sip, Josh.” He told her and she nodded.
Once she had placed the bottle down Jack nodded, “On three.” He said and Josette turned her face away and squeezed her eyes shut.
“One…two…” he secured his hand around her wrist and then, “..three.”
A loud crack resonated in the air as he set her hand right and her cry of pain echoed in the cabin before she slumped back in the chair with a whimper. Everything went black after that.

End of chapter 8

Author’s note: Thank you for reading! Please review!

Until next time!

Xxx Lina :)
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