Love Should Never Die

Chapter 26

Gibbs managed to find a few bottle of rum below deck. He turned about to go back up to the main deck but jumped at the sight of the captain standing in his way.

"Oh pardon me miss, I did not see ye there" He said taking a step back. "Care for a drink?" He offered her a bottle of rum.

"No thank you, but I would like to know more about your friends." She said plainly.

"Uh, what do ye want to know?" He asked knowing that he would have to lie again to hide their true identities.

"I think it's best if we talked in my office" She said before turning to walk up the stairs.

He followed her into her cabin and she shut the door behind him. She offered him a chair in front of her desk as she sat in the chair behind her desk. He felt uncomfortable, it wasn't very often he sat down to have discussions on a ship.

"So what is it that you want to know?" He asked curiously.

"Well, lets start off with...Jack is it?." She said leaning on her desk. He nodded. "What experience does he have on a ship?"

"Well, he's been sailin all his life. As long as I've know him he's been on a ship." He said truthfully.

"Thats good, does he have any other skills?" She asked.

"He's skilled with a sword, uh... he is a brilliant strategist, and he's quite the escape artist" He said thankful that he needn't be creative yet.

"Ok, what does he do for a living?" She felt like she wasn't getting what she wanted to know.

"He uh… he works as a deckhand on any ship that will take him." He said knowing that with Jack's appearance he wouldn't pass as anything else.

"Ok well thats reasonable, now about his fiancee, what was her name again?" She decided she was satisfied with Jack, and had to now try to understand his partner.

"That would be Angelica Tea...Saville" He quickly corrected, but unfortunately for him she noticed.

"Were you about to say Angelica Teach?" She questioned sharply. Gibbs could tell that name meant something to her, but he would have to ask her later.

"No no. Angelica Saville is the name she goes by." He defended. "Isn't Angelica Teach the devilish daughter of Blackbeard?"

"Hmm...anyways tell me about this Angelica Saville then" She decided to let his slip up go.

"Jack taught her a good deal about swordsmanship and is about as skilled as him by now." He said not really sure what else to say about her since he didn't know her that well. "I believe she used to live in a spanish covenant when Jack met her" He said hoping that he hadn't said too much about their personalities.

"Is that so?" She raised her eyebrow at his description.

"I think so, but I don't know her that well. She has quite the temper and I haven't had the chance to talk to her recently." He said.

"Ok that is all" She said satisfied, and now looking down at the map in front of her.

"Do ye mind if I asked ye a question of my own?" He stayed seated and she looked up at him.

"Fine, what is it?" She asked sounding almost irritated.

"I was wonderin if ye have seen a ship that goes by the name of Queen Anne's Revenge around." He said trying to get information for his captain. He was surprised by her reaction.

"Is that not the ship of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow?" She asked. She didn't wait for his reply before she continued. "I haven't seen him in years. Good thing too, cause I would have killed 'im" She snarled.

"Oh" He didn't know what else to say. Based on the tone in her voice he knew she would not be happy to see Jack on her ship. He also now knew that was why Jack was worried by the familiarity of the ship; he wasn't likely going to be happy to see her either.

"That bastard..." She said standing up "He broke the heart of my best friend. She told me all about him, and our meeting confirmed every word she spoke of him" Uh oh, he thought, she must know Angelica too. That wasn't good.

"Who was this friend of yours?" He asked nervously.

"Angelica Teach. That was why I was confused when I thought you mentioned her name earlier. I haven't seen her in years either." She explained slightly calmer.

"Ah, I see." He stood up. "Well, thank ye for yer time miss." He turned to walk out but she spoke causing him to stop.

"Why did you want to know if I had seen his ship?" She was curious.

"Well, the Revenge isn't his ship; that would be the Black Pearl you're thinkin of. " He corrected. " I know Jack Sparrow too ye see uh...Anyways, those on the Revenge were the pirates that captured us and left us here." He lied to maintain the fiction he created earlier before he continued walking and left the room.

He started walking down the stairs to the lower deck when he heard the door to her cabin open and close behind him. He was relieved when she started calling orders to her crew instead of following up on his last comments. They were casting off finally. He continued down below deck and found a hammock for himself to sleep in. It was getting late and he figured that Jack was probably asleep, and decided that he wouldn't mind some sleep too.

Jack woke up the next morning and shifted slightly to see Angelica curled up besides him. He was content to just lie there until he felt a throbbing pain in his arm. Of course. She was laying on his arm. He didn't want to wake her, but the pain in his arm was beginning to get to him.

With his good arm he gently nudged her to roll over off of his other arm. He sighed with relief when she didn't wake and his arm started to feel a little better. He got up slowly; he felt a bit light headed still but he decided that it would pass if he went outside. He slipped on his boots and decided to forget his jacket since his arm hurt. He adjusted his hat on his head before he quietly crept outside. He needed to know what Gibbs found out the night before.

It was still early in the morning and most of the crew on the small ship were still sleeping. It was dark outside whilst he edged out of the room and quickly closed the door behind him. He quietly walked around the lower deck until he found Gibbs laying in a hammock with a bottle of rum in his hand. He was still asleep, but Jack wanted to know what he found out. Jack reached over and gave him a flick on the nose. Gibbs woke and flailed his arms a bit until he realized it was only Jack.

"Jack, how many times do I have to tell ye its bad luck to wake a man when he's sleepin" Gibbs said sleepily.

"I don't have time for this." Jack hissed in an irritated whisper. "Get up will you"

"Fine" Gibbs said lazily as he rolled out of the hammock. Jack turned and walked quickly and quietly down to the brig of the ship and Gibbs followed behind him. Jack wanted to be sure that no one heard them. He lit a lantern so they would have a little light while in the darkest part of the ship.

"What did ye find out?" Jack asked eagerly.

"Yer not goin to like it cap't" Gibbs said nervously.

"Spit it out man!" Jack was growing impatient.

"The captain, I didn't get her name, but thats not the point." Gibbs said. "Apparently you know her, and thats not the worst part"

"What is worse than us gettin on the only ship with someone I know, and very possibly have a strong disliking for?" Jack asked irritated by what Gibbs had said.

"As it turns out, she is Angelica's best friend" Gibbs finally said. "And she isn't too fond of you"

"Damnit all!" Jack almost shouted. "That bloody woman is going to be the end of me"

"Well, it can't be all bad right? I mean at least we didn't get on a cursed vessel captained by the devil eh?" Gibbs offered to try and cheer him up but Jack just glared at him.

"Might as well have!" Jack said before he stomped back up the stairs. He didn't care that he could very well have woken up the whole ship. As he approached his cabin where Angelica slept he tried to calm himself down. He slowly opened the door and slipped inside. He carefully closed the door behind him but not quietly enough. She rolled over and felt around where Jack should have been. He noticed and quickly kicked off his boots and took off his hat again. He gently placed himself on the bed next to her.

"mm Jack where…" She yawned. "where were you?"

"Shh, luv, just sleep" He whispered.

"No, tell me where you were" she whispered sleepily.

"I was gettin information from Gibbs about whose ship we're trapped on" He muttered. He pulled her to him wrapping his good arm around her. "Nothing we need to discuss now" He added.

"Do you know whose ship it is?" She asked quietly.

"Unfortunately, I do. As a matter of fact, so do you" He mumbled. She was suddenly interested by this and now wanted to know who he was talking about.

"What do you mean? I don't know whose ship this is" She said.

"Look darlin, ye hit yer head pretty hard yesterday, please just sleep and I'll tell ye in a few hours" He said not really wanting to discuss it at the moment anyways.

"Can't you just tell me?" She asked now curious.

"Angie, just shh...sleep it will do ye good" He muttered quietly.

"Fine, but don't call...oh whatever" She was about to argue about him calling her that but decided that she was still tired and that she liked it anyways.

"Just sleep, I am gettin up to clean and rewrap me arm" He said as he let go of her. She did want to keep laying there but she changed her mind against it. She was going to make sure he fixed his arm properly. He got up and carefully pulled on his boots again. She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed. While she was laying down she didn't notice her headache but now that she was sitting up it hurt badly.

"Jack...I have an awful headache" She whimpered as she lay down again. Jack walked over and sat on the edge of the bed looking down at her.

"Let me see" He gently turned her head to the side so he could see the bruise. He lightly brushed some of her hair out of the way. The bruise was a dark purple-ish color. He cringed, it didn't look good.

"That's it, luv, I told ye this was not a good idea" He said sternly.

"What? Cause I got a small bump on the head" She said irritated. "I will be fine" She tried to get up again but he put his hand on her shoulder and kept her still.

"Its not so small, luv" He said looking into her eyes. "As I said before, ye need to sleep, or rest, either way yer not gettin up for at least another few hours." He said softly with concern in his voice.

"But Jack..." She tried to sit up again but he stopped her.

"No, just rest. I'll be in to wake ye in a while" He said softly as he leaned over giving her a kiss on the forehead. He released his grip on her and got up.

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"I already told ye, I have to fix up me arm." He lied as he walked towards the door. He actually had someone he needed to talk to, but he was not about to tell her just yet.

"Fine, but don't take too long" she said. He nodded and briskly walked out of the room closing the door softly behind him.

The sun was now low in the sky and the air was cool. He noticed the crew was still sleeping as he walked carefully by and up onto the main deck. He figured the only one who would be awake at this time would be the captain. He was right. She stood at the helm on the upper deck of the ship, her hair blowing in the breeze.

"Well, look who it is, if it isn't Captain Cristina." Jack said slyly as he walked up the stairs. "Still usin this same ol' ship?"

She jumped having not noticed him before he spoke. At first it didn't register to her who he was, but one glance in his direction and she soon realized.

"How did you get here Sparrow!" She yelled surprised and angry as she stepped towards him.

"Good to see ye too" He chuckled.

How the hell did he get on this ship? She was beside herself with confusion. What did he want? She couldn't even guess.

"Who let you on this ship?!" She said seething with a mixture of rage and confusion.

"That would be you" He answered gesturing towards her. She rolled her eyes.

"That isn't possible, I would have known if I let you on my own ship" She retorted.

"Not if I were not the one asking for permission" He said smirking. She face-palmed herself when she realized what she had done.

"Of course." She sighed. "You sent your first mate to lie and convince me to let you come on board"

"No, he went on his own." Jack said shaking his head. "And as for his lies, he didn't tell me what he said. Perhaps if ye went into yer little conversation, I might be able to clear things up, savvy?" He smiled deviously.

"Well, he obviously lied about your name, your fiancee, uh wha…"She began but Jack quickly interrupted her, and an angry expression passed over his face.

"Hold up" He nearly shouted. "He told you about my engagement! One of these days, I swear, I'm gunna kill 'im!" She jumped back, not expecting that reaction.

"What?" She was confused. "You're actually...getting married?"

"Aye" He grumbled rolling his eyes at her obvious statement. She still wasn't expecting that even with his previous admission.

"To whom, might I ask?" She was now curious, and not sure if she hoped he would say Angelica or not. On the one hand, if he didn't then she knew her friend would be completely crushed, but yet she would be able to move on. However, if he did, she knew that her friend would probably be happy, but in a position to be hurt again. It was an impossible judgment for her to make.

"Don't you dare say Angelica" She warned deciding that the first option was better. "There is no way she has gotten over what you did to her!"

"Fine, I wont, but it would be a lie" He said. She figured he would say something like that.

"Look Jack. If you hurt her again, you will have me to deal with" She unsheathed her sword and stepped towards him. He grimaced and stepped back.

"Well, if Mr. Gibbs told ye I was with my fiancee, and we were both injured, he wasn't lyin." He said. "She's sleepin below deck. I have to wake her in a bit, she doesn't like to sleep late" He chuckled uncomfortably. She lowered her sword and stepped back. Jack's expression relaxed slightly.

"What?!"She said, the tone of concern heavy in her voice. "What happened to the two of you?"

"Well, uh… we got in a fight with some men from yer crew" He said looking down. "If it makes ye feel better, they were gonna kill her but I stopped them. She has a nasty bruise on her head and I got this small scratch on me arm. We will...er I mean she will be fine" He smiled uneasily.

"ugh, when she wakes bring her up here, I must speak with her." She said waving him off. He didn't move. "Well go on and get her will you"

"Fine, but if she passes out its not my fault" He rolled his eyes and walked down to the main deck. He didn't want to wake her up, but he didn't really have a choice, she did have to get up anyways. He made his way down below deck and slipped inside the cabin. Thankfully for him, she had actually fallen asleep. He walked over to her side of the bed and kneeled down. She was laying on her side, hugging the blankets close to her. He gently brushed some of her hair out of the way so he could cup her face with one hand as she lay there. His hand was warm against her cool skin. She stirred and he moved his hand to her shoulder. Her eyes fluttered open. The instant her eyes were able to focus on him, a soft smile spread easily across her face. He smirked in return and stood up.

"I told ye I would be back to wake ye" He said.

"You also said you were going to fix your arm" She said as she pushed the blankets off of herself. "And yet, it is still wrapped in the same cloth as earlier." She said as she sat up. He forgot about that, he would just have to come up with some other reason.

"It had to wait, the captain wishes to speak with you" He said hoping she would just go with it.

"No, Jack. Your arm needs to be looked at and fixed up properly before anything else" She said sternly as she tried to stand up. She staggered a bit. Jack was about to help keep her from losing her balance, but she put a hand up to stop him.

"Are ye alright luv?" He asked concernedly.

"Not exactly, I still have an awful headache, but your arm needs looking at" She said trying to focus herself.

"When did ye become so concerned with my health?" He chuckled uneasily as he could see the fustration in her eyes. "Why don't ye just sit down again" He said as he sat down on the bed again and motioned for her to sit next to him. She staggered slightly before sitting down again.

"Since now. Now give me your arm" She demanded. He obliged, and she carefully unwrapped the cloth from his arm. She gasped at the size, and deepness of the wound, not to mention the large amounts of blood that pretty much covered the surrounding area of his arm.

"Oh my" She said gravely. "This is worse than I thought"

"Tell me doctor, can I keep my arm?" He asked jokingly and smiled, but his smile soon faded when he saw her irritated and unamused expression.

"Don't talk like that! You only need stitches" She continued in her dull and grave tone. "But I can't do it for you"

"And who exactly do you think will?" He asked, knowing that she would have to. "I know ye don't like blood, but if ye say its too bad to leave, then ye have to help me" He felt as if he was pleading but he didn't know why.

"Jack" She looked into his eyes. "I cannot do this for you, it will be to painful, for you mostly" She said before she looked away again.

"Sure ye can. It can't be that bad" He smiled warmly at her. "Tell ye what, I'll be with ye the whole time and what's the worst that could happen eh?"

"I can't believe you. Of course you will be here, its your arm" She said not looking forwards to it. Jack got up and approached the desk across the room. He started rummaging through the drawers.

"There must be a needle and thread in here somewhere" He muttered before he suddenly stopped. "Ah here we are" he said as he turned back to Angelica who frowned.

"Do I really have to do this?" She complained as he sat down next to her again.

"Yes, now take this" He said handing her a threaded needle.

"Ok, this will hurt." She warned as she pressed the needle into his arm near the wound.

"Damn!" He growled through gritted teeth as he gripped the bed next to him.

"Sorry, I will do this as fast as I can. Just hold on" She said quickly before she continued. She paused and looked up at him. He forced a smile, but she could see the pain in his eyes. A slight feeling of guilt washed over her.

"It's al..right...luv, just...keep...going" He barely managed to say through the pain.

"Ok ok." She said before she started stitching the rest of the wound together.

She continued working her way, stitching back and forth, up the wound, the whole while he clenched his jaw and stared at the ceiling as well as gripped the bed next to him. An expression of pain was apparent on his face although he was trying very hard to conceal it.

She sighed when she finished and tied off the thread before cutting it.

"There" She said thankful that it was over. He relaxed slightly, but pain still throbbed up his arm.

"Thanks" He said as he pulled her into a hug. "Now that wasn't that hard was it?"

"Yes, so don't make me do it again" She said hugging him as well.

He let go of her and immediately stood up.

"Now thats taken care of, the gracious captain wishes to see ye, and I should think ye would want to see her as well" He said as he opened the door for her and motioned for her to get up and follow him.

"Ugh, why again do I want to speak to her?" She asked tiredly as she stood up and strode over to the door.

"Because...just because. See for yerself" He said as he led her out of the cabin and up onto the main deck. The sun had risen more in the sky and the captain was still in the same place where Jack had left her. Angelica's headache was not helped by the sudden brightness. She shielded her eyes from the sun as she scanned the deck looking for the captain.

"Is that her up there?" She asked Jack as he led her up to the upper deck.

"You'll see" He stated as they approached the helm.

"Ah, Angelica! It's been far too long" Cristina smiled. "Good to see you up and about"

"Cristina?" Angelica said in disbelief. Cristina smiled and nodded. Angelica turned to Jack. "Why didn't you tell me?!" She asked angrily.

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