Sin City Tortuga

[Allie]

''...you're bloody messed up and...all injured....what have I fucking done''

I shoted to Gibbs for some warm water and cloth and wiped her bruised, battered face...she winced as i traced the deep bleeding wounds and i wiped the dry bloody from her chapped lips...

[Lana]

You're bloody messed up... - his words haunted her all the time while he was taking care of her body. It hurt, all the touches hurt now, even those of soft fabric and some water... but no, it was more of a relief, though. She could feel her face being clean now, instead of that bloody mess...

She was messed up, her life was messed up, everything was goddamn messed up. But Sparrow was messed up more than anything else: she couldn't figure him out now at all. Why did he do that now? Why had he almost killed her last night?..

She stared at him and shook her head slightly: "Get off", - she managed to say without stuttering.

[Allie]

I drew back as she firmly told me to get off her. I stared back into her eyes as she penetrated me with a glazed over expression...

''...I just wat to help ye' luv'...because you don't need to tell me I bloody fucked you about...I know it...that moment I left you in that room with him I felt guilty bu' I shook it off and then when i walked in this morning to find you...how you were...I.. ''

I shook my head and lowered my face...unaware of the crimson blush spreading...

[Lana]

"Leave me", - she said shortly, narrowing her eyes slightly. She needed to wipe her body clean, but now, when she wasn't asleep, she couldn't let Jack see it, firstly, she didn't want to let him see her naked. Even though she realized that he had already seen her with no clothes on, in the morning, when he found her lying in the cabin. Secondly, she didn't want to let him see how bruised she was.

Fab licked her dry lips: "Go", - she repeated. - "Come back in half an hour. Bring rum", - her voice was still quiet, but somehow firm.

[Allie]

''...I've already seen anything ye' wanna hide luv'...Bruises and all that...But even so...I shall go and bring rum later...''

I gave her a weak smile and dragged myself away from her...

[Lana]

I couldn't care less, just fuck off - she thought, but was too weak to say anything. Fab watched him leaving, she sighed heavily and threw the sheets off her body. She winced at the sight and closed her eyes for a while, as if it could make the bruises and scratches disappear.

You'll pay for this... - she took a piece of clothing and poured some warm water on it, starting to wipe the dirt and the blood from her skin. It took her some time, 'cause it still hurt to move, but, some time later, when she was ready, she covered herself with the sheets again and leant against the pillow, feeling tears sliding down her cheeks.

I swear that you will.

[Allie]

*Gibbs*

''...Er...Captain How are ye' feeling? Anyway you seem...-

''Gibbs.''

whats the word...a little disorientated and its a fine day to-

''GIBBS''

be sure...mind you i think theresmore wind to be coaxed from these sails and-''

''GIBBS WILL YE' SHUT IT?''

''...Ehm...Aye Cap'n...''

I need to be alone with me thoughts. Just me. To muddle around and try and fix them... I slowly walked across the raven black deck of the Pearl and picked up a large bottle of rum...Would she need clothes?...I didn't know what to bloody do did I...

i leant over the side of the ship and Liz walked up behind me...

''...Er....Gibbs' told me what was the matter Jack...''

''....Bloody fool'' I frowned irritably and sighed staring at the rippled water.

''How is she Jack?''

''...bloody awful. Its all my fault...I mean I've never been wonderfully decent to women but I've really bloody overstepped the barrier this time luv''


''...Well I'm not exactly best of friends with er''...Liz smirked abruptly then straightened up ''....Even so...give her these...from me''

She placed a clean...- CLEAN? cotton shirt in my hands and a pair of navy britches along with a long plain nightgown...

''...and I half expected it to be a poisoned apple'' I smirked and thanked her gruffly then walked off to my cabin, slowly pushing the heavy oak door open and going to sit down by the bed in my quarters, still holding the bundle of goods.

''...I brought these...from...Elizabeth...and my rum''

[Lana]

( awwwww )

Fab looked up when she heard the sound of the opened door, hastily she wiped the tears from her face and saw Jack with rum and some clothes. She couldn't believe her eyes and, in the whole, the situation was absurd. Would be absurd if it weren't so painful. Lying in his bed, nakes and bruised, ordering him to get out of his own Captain's Quarters and he obeyed, telling him to bring rum and he did, plus, he thought of clothes? - Fab summed everything up. For fuck's sake, I must be sleeping. I wish I were.

From Elizabeth? From that crazy psychotic bitch? - she wondered silently. I bet there're pins and needles sticking out.

Fab sighed and stuck her arm out of the sheet, clearly showing that she wanted rum.

[Allie]

I smiled at her eagerness for rum and passed her the bottle, I then pushed the clothes into her lap and sat watching her gulp the strong fluid down...

As I turned my head to look down at her bruised arms my hair charms gently bashed her on the head and the silver coin with dangling charms fell into her lap. I just sat staring at it, glistening on the bed cover.

[Lana]

Fab winced slightly as the rum burnt her throat, but that was what she needed right now. To forget. To be numbed. To get too drunk to remember anything. She kept drinking stubbornly, even though it wasn't tasty anymore, even though it hurt, even though a few tears slided down her cheeks. I'll numb myself.

When almost all the rum from the bottle was gone, she dropped the bottle onto the floor, and, fortunately enough, it wasn't shattered - the glass must have been too resistant.

"Huh?" - she slurred drunkenly, staring at the charm. She narrowed her eyes, trying to focus, but it was in vain. Fab looked at Jack instead.

It was too weird... as if it were surreal. Just a few hours ago he was such a monster. And now?.. She felt a shudder going down her spine, when the images of last night appeared in front of her eyes, as if she had to go through it all again. Instead of numbing the pain, the rum made her almost hallucinate.

"No... no", - she whispered, even paler than she was. - "Make it go away..." - she pleaded no on in particular.