A/N: Since I am waiting for inspiration on some, and just really can't be
arsed with others, there will be a brief interlude filled with song fics.
These will be based on the v. cheerful Evanescence. W00ts to everyone
who's ever reviewed, and Will or Jack clones based on preferance. So that's
a clone for Afrostacey, opi666, INMH, Bonnie Pirate Lass, captainme, and I
can't remember any more of the top off my head. So you can all have clones
anyways. And no killing! Maiming I can deal with, but with death there's
just too much paperwork...
This is based on My Last Breath by the way.
Disclaimer: Nil, nada zip. How many ways can I say I own piddle all?
Hold on to me love/ You know I can't stay long/ All I want o say is I love you and I'm not afraid/ Can you hear me?/ Can you feel me in your arms?/
Jack knelt on the deck. He folded Anamaria into his arms, oblivious of the blood that stained his grubby shirt. "Don't let go Annie," he whispered urgently. "Jack. I'm not afraid. I love you," "No! Yer gonna be fine! D'y'hear me?" "No, don't worry Jack, not much longer," she coughed blood. "Just hold me love," Jack clutched her like she was a comforting old teddy from a long ago innocence, since lost.
Holding my last breath/ Safe inside myself/ Are all my thoughts of you/ Sweet raptured light/ It ends here tonight/
Anamaria breathed in, smelling Jack's familiar scent of salt rum and for some reason, spices. "It ends soon," she whispered "No!" Jack held her tighter "My thoughts are of you," she reached up a trembling hand and touched his face, soft as a butterfly.
I'll miss the winter/ A world of fragile things/ Look for me in the white forest/ Hiding in a hollow tree/
I'll miss you. You can't go," Jack said plaintively, like a child who's mummy is going out without him. He blinked back tears. She looked so fragile. Like a doll. "Look for me in the sea Jack. I'll be in my coral cave," Her coral cave. She had found it as a child, with it's garden of sea anemones. It was her favourite place in the world.
I know you can hear me/ I can taste it in your tears/
She brushed away a tear off his cheek "Don't cry. I love you,"
Holding my last breath/ Safe inside myself/ Are all my thoughts of you/ Sweet raptured light/ It ends here tonight/
You're in my heart forever," Jack murmured "That, at least will never end,"
Closing your eyes to disappear/ You pray your dreams will leave you here/ But still you wale and know the truth/ There's no one there/
Anamaria closed her eyes. Her breath rattled. Jack knew that he would pray this day had not happened, dream that it hadn't happened. But he would wake to the horrible truth. She wasn't there. And wouldn't be. Forever.
Say goodnight/ Don't be afraid/ Calling me calling you as you fade to black/
"Jack you're fading," her eyelids fluttered. "No! Annie!" he scrabbled at her. "Don't be afraid. Say goodbye. Don't be... afraid..." Jack bent down and kissed her. She was dead before he had finished. He doubled over her, rocked her. He wept as his heart broke. He wept over his Annie, who would never again kiss or hold him. But inside him now, was a locket only he could open. Safe inside were all his thoughts of her.
A/N: Hey, wasn't that cheerful boys and girls (looks at terrified row of seven year olds in front of her. One starts crying and the mother gives me the evil eye.) Umm, O.K, maybe not then... Anyhoo, R/R. you get another clone if you do. Oh yes, before I forget, extra clones for the lovely Bonnie Pirate Lass, without whom this fic wouldn't have come about. Cheerio...
This is based on My Last Breath by the way.
Disclaimer: Nil, nada zip. How many ways can I say I own piddle all?
Hold on to me love/ You know I can't stay long/ All I want o say is I love you and I'm not afraid/ Can you hear me?/ Can you feel me in your arms?/
Jack knelt on the deck. He folded Anamaria into his arms, oblivious of the blood that stained his grubby shirt. "Don't let go Annie," he whispered urgently. "Jack. I'm not afraid. I love you," "No! Yer gonna be fine! D'y'hear me?" "No, don't worry Jack, not much longer," she coughed blood. "Just hold me love," Jack clutched her like she was a comforting old teddy from a long ago innocence, since lost.
Holding my last breath/ Safe inside myself/ Are all my thoughts of you/ Sweet raptured light/ It ends here tonight/
Anamaria breathed in, smelling Jack's familiar scent of salt rum and for some reason, spices. "It ends soon," she whispered "No!" Jack held her tighter "My thoughts are of you," she reached up a trembling hand and touched his face, soft as a butterfly.
I'll miss the winter/ A world of fragile things/ Look for me in the white forest/ Hiding in a hollow tree/
I'll miss you. You can't go," Jack said plaintively, like a child who's mummy is going out without him. He blinked back tears. She looked so fragile. Like a doll. "Look for me in the sea Jack. I'll be in my coral cave," Her coral cave. She had found it as a child, with it's garden of sea anemones. It was her favourite place in the world.
I know you can hear me/ I can taste it in your tears/
She brushed away a tear off his cheek "Don't cry. I love you,"
Holding my last breath/ Safe inside myself/ Are all my thoughts of you/ Sweet raptured light/ It ends here tonight/
You're in my heart forever," Jack murmured "That, at least will never end,"
Closing your eyes to disappear/ You pray your dreams will leave you here/ But still you wale and know the truth/ There's no one there/
Anamaria closed her eyes. Her breath rattled. Jack knew that he would pray this day had not happened, dream that it hadn't happened. But he would wake to the horrible truth. She wasn't there. And wouldn't be. Forever.
Say goodnight/ Don't be afraid/ Calling me calling you as you fade to black/
"Jack you're fading," her eyelids fluttered. "No! Annie!" he scrabbled at her. "Don't be afraid. Say goodbye. Don't be... afraid..." Jack bent down and kissed her. She was dead before he had finished. He doubled over her, rocked her. He wept as his heart broke. He wept over his Annie, who would never again kiss or hold him. But inside him now, was a locket only he could open. Safe inside were all his thoughts of her.
A/N: Hey, wasn't that cheerful boys and girls (looks at terrified row of seven year olds in front of her. One starts crying and the mother gives me the evil eye.) Umm, O.K, maybe not then... Anyhoo, R/R. you get another clone if you do. Oh yes, before I forget, extra clones for the lovely Bonnie Pirate Lass, without whom this fic wouldn't have come about. Cheerio...