A/N: Gotta sequel for you toMy Last Breath. It's based on Hello, by the
same band.
Will and Jack clones to all that review by the way. I've still got loads to spare especially as the people they were supposed to go to are all in A&E (that's E.R to all you Americans!). Thanks for the reviews for My Last Breath. You make me feel so wanted (sniff). So kudos and extra clones to The Bonnie Pirate Lass, captainme, tricksters-daughter and opi666. You're all funky monkeys!!! Oh, yeah, I'm making this a trilogy as it's just like, I wrote this and went oh fuck, how does this work, and it seemed to round it off nicely. O.K, enough of me, over to the fic monster.
Disclaimer: No, I refuse to say it. It only depresses me...
Playground school bell rings again/ Rainclouds come to play again/ Has no one told you she's not breathing?/ Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to/ Hello/
"Jack! What are you doing here?" Elizabeth still looked pleased to see him. "Come in out the rain. What about Norrington though? And where's Anamaria,"
Jack didn't say anything, but stepped through the door. One look at his face told her much. "Oh god Jack," she sat down quickly. Jack still said nothing. Two tears tracked down his face. Elizabeth could tell there was a lot locked up inside. "D'y' want to tell me?" she undid the apron and hung it up.
If I smile and don't believe/ I'll know I'll wake from this dream/ Don't try to fix me I'm not broken/ Hello I'm the lie living for you/ So you can hide/ Don't cry/
"Come on, we'll go though to the sitting room," Elizabeth led the way. Jack followed, like a zombie. "Will won't be home for a few hours yet," she told him. She sat on a battered old sofa, to comfortable to dump. Jack sat next to her, clasping and unclasping his hands. "It's like a dream," he said hoarsely, "one I can't wake up from," he started to weep, silent tears that tracked two lines through the ingrained grubbiness on his face, "It's like, if I don't believe it's happened she'll be there, and if I'm doing something, I'll think, oh, I must tell Annie. Then I'll remember, and it hurts," Elizabeth handed him a handkerchief and then held him, rocking and shushing him like she would a hurt child.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping/ Hello I'm still here/ All that's left of yesterday/ Jack let himself be held. "I'm here Jack. I'm here," Elizabeth murmured. "It's a nightmare that I can't wake up from," he told her, muffled by tears. "And there's so much that I didn't tell her, so many oddments that remind me of her..." he carried on speaking until he was weary and hoarse. Elizabeth led him to the guest room, where she tucked him in and put his effects on a chair nearby. She turned the lamp down low and closed the door behind her. Will would be home soon. She was amazed at how grief had turned the bold pirate chief into a small child, wanting to be told that the monsters weren't real. The problem was, Jack's monsters would find you wherever you hid. Even after you woke up.
A/N: So, there you have it. One more after this then I'm going to start on Secrets. Again. And finish it coz yesterday I sat down and worked out what the fuck I was going to do. Hurrah for me! See above for what you'll get for reviewing. Fair sailing and cosmic harmonies Freak.
Will and Jack clones to all that review by the way. I've still got loads to spare especially as the people they were supposed to go to are all in A&E (that's E.R to all you Americans!). Thanks for the reviews for My Last Breath. You make me feel so wanted (sniff). So kudos and extra clones to The Bonnie Pirate Lass, captainme, tricksters-daughter and opi666. You're all funky monkeys!!! Oh, yeah, I'm making this a trilogy as it's just like, I wrote this and went oh fuck, how does this work, and it seemed to round it off nicely. O.K, enough of me, over to the fic monster.
Disclaimer: No, I refuse to say it. It only depresses me...
Playground school bell rings again/ Rainclouds come to play again/ Has no one told you she's not breathing?/ Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to/ Hello/
"Jack! What are you doing here?" Elizabeth still looked pleased to see him. "Come in out the rain. What about Norrington though? And where's Anamaria,"
Jack didn't say anything, but stepped through the door. One look at his face told her much. "Oh god Jack," she sat down quickly. Jack still said nothing. Two tears tracked down his face. Elizabeth could tell there was a lot locked up inside. "D'y' want to tell me?" she undid the apron and hung it up.
If I smile and don't believe/ I'll know I'll wake from this dream/ Don't try to fix me I'm not broken/ Hello I'm the lie living for you/ So you can hide/ Don't cry/
"Come on, we'll go though to the sitting room," Elizabeth led the way. Jack followed, like a zombie. "Will won't be home for a few hours yet," she told him. She sat on a battered old sofa, to comfortable to dump. Jack sat next to her, clasping and unclasping his hands. "It's like a dream," he said hoarsely, "one I can't wake up from," he started to weep, silent tears that tracked two lines through the ingrained grubbiness on his face, "It's like, if I don't believe it's happened she'll be there, and if I'm doing something, I'll think, oh, I must tell Annie. Then I'll remember, and it hurts," Elizabeth handed him a handkerchief and then held him, rocking and shushing him like she would a hurt child.
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping/ Hello I'm still here/ All that's left of yesterday/ Jack let himself be held. "I'm here Jack. I'm here," Elizabeth murmured. "It's a nightmare that I can't wake up from," he told her, muffled by tears. "And there's so much that I didn't tell her, so many oddments that remind me of her..." he carried on speaking until he was weary and hoarse. Elizabeth led him to the guest room, where she tucked him in and put his effects on a chair nearby. She turned the lamp down low and closed the door behind her. Will would be home soon. She was amazed at how grief had turned the bold pirate chief into a small child, wanting to be told that the monsters weren't real. The problem was, Jack's monsters would find you wherever you hid. Even after you woke up.
A/N: So, there you have it. One more after this then I'm going to start on Secrets. Again. And finish it coz yesterday I sat down and worked out what the fuck I was going to do. Hurrah for me! See above for what you'll get for reviewing. Fair sailing and cosmic harmonies Freak.