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"Good Night"
And there she stood. Alone on the deck of The Black Pearl. Staring into the nothingness of the night. The Caribbean Sea was calm, the full moon up in the skies illuminated the ship path. It was another pleasant Caribbean night.
At least for everyone else.
"'Ello, luv. I still feel you're troubled. But since you've already got dear William back, I wondered..."
"Jack" she warned, turning.
"He's an eunuch isn't he?"
"Jack ..." she almost laugh, but clearly didn't. "I wish that was the problem..." she turned to face the Caribbean Sea once again. Feeling the salty wind on her face, she closed her eyes.
"A really bad lover then, huh?" he took in a small amount of alcohol from the bottle of rum he was holding. Then, stood right besides her, staring at the never ending mass of water around them.
She gaze at him, Jack could feel her eyes on him and offered the bottle.
Elizabeth grabbed it without hesitation.
"Not really... He just wont touch me..." then she just stared swallowing the liquid as if it were plain water.
"Careful there, luv" Jack pulled the now half-full bottle of rum from her hands.
"Sorry.." she smiled "Its just frustrating, how can he don't want me?"
"Well, Lizzy, dear William is a... a gentleman..." this last world he mention it with a face of disgust "and maybe he just plans to wait till you're married or something. You know, the decency, morals... those trifling things you're so found of"
"Maybe..." she sighted, smiling.
"Or maybe he just don't like girls, my bet on the second one"
"Oh, Jack... you're impossible" she laughed.
"I try my best, luv"
Silence fell upon them. Each of them immerse in their own thoughts. Gazes fixed in the millions of stars in the night sky.
"Jack..."
He shocked his head.
"Do tell, dearie" forgetting about the stars he turned all his attention to the lady besides him.
"Do you think I'm desirable?" the question just escape her lips. Turning her face she found hers just inches away from his.
"In every sense of the word, luv"
She smiled, slightly.
Jack placed his left hand on her cheek, feeling the softness of the skin beneath it. He would be lying if he said he didn't wanted to kiss her, but he wouldn't do such thing. He respect her too much for his misfortune.
"You are a good man, Jack Sparrow"
He shrugged,
"Bah"
and lowered his hand.
"You really are..." next thing she step closer to him and placed a soft peek on his lips. Then she turned and stared walking away.
"You know, just for a few more of those... in my cabin... naked, I could become the next Pope"
She laughed.
"Good night, Captn' Sparrow"
"Your lost, luv"
He turned to the sea again, grin in face humming 'A pirates life for me'.
A/N: Dunno what happende to me, just woke up one day with the urge to write this... is a strange wold after all.