You Don't Care a Bit

Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates

Ok so here's a new story…I do believe I will be turning this into a multiple chapter story, but you have to tell me what you think first. Don't worry I will still be working on my other story.

He told her he loved her, that he forgave her, and kissed her quickly in the moonlight on The Pearl. In less than 10 seconds he had stolen her heart again and for the next few months barely acknowledged her presence. Had he lied to her about everything? Probably. It wasn't long before they reached the Brethren Court. He still wasn't talking to her or to anyone for that matter. Something was wrong and it was her fault. It was time to get a few things straight.

"Jack?" Elizabeth Swann said approaching the bow of the ship

"What is it dearie?" he said coldly

"Why won't you talk to anyone?"

"Don't you mean why won't I talk to you?"

"Well, yes I wondered that as well."

Jack didn't want to admit to her that every time he looked into her eyes, flashes of the kraken ripping apart his flesh came into his mind. Or that even smelling her brought him right back to the locker and it's never ending vastness. Yes, he did love her, he did forgive her, but her betrayal would not be soon forgotten. So he lied. "You and everyone else only needed me back for your own little motives. Don't lie to yourself, Lizzie, you felt guilty, the whelp wants to save his precious father, and everyone else needs me for this war. So why should I spend time conversing with people that I don't necessarily trust?"

"Jack, I wish I could take it back. I wanted you back."

"William not satisfying Elizabeth Swann?" his tone was harsh and cruel. He intended to strike.

"Jack it's not like that"

"Listen here, if you want to play wench, go to Tortuga and find a dangerous pirate to bed, get it out of your system and marry the good honest blacksmith. I will not be used for such trivial pleasures."

"What is the matter with you? This is not the Jack Sparrow who was my friend all these years"

"Firstly, it's Captain Jack Sparrow and secondly, that Jack Sparrow is dead and you can thank yourself for that." Jack turned and walked into his cabin slamming the door. Sighing heavily he leaned against the door sliding down to the floor. Elizabeth was left at the bow. Complete and utter sorrow filling her heart. She didn't believe he could be so hurtful. She wouldn't believe his hatred. She would break him eventually; she just needed more time.

Jack went to his desk for a bottle of rum. Why did he have to be so stubborn? Clearly she loves him; he knows that. Could that not erase all the treacherous memories? After emptying the contents of his bottle, he slammed his head onto his desk.

It was unanimous. They were going to war, Jack leading the flagship along with the newly voted Pirate King, Elizabeth. She didn't understand him. Nothing he did was consistent from one day to next; it was maddening.

Jack stood alone at the helm while everyone else was below deck or in the rigging, too absorbed in their duties to really pay attention, so Elizabeth saw this as her chance. She marched up to Jack and whispered very sternly to him. "Listen here, Jack Sparrow…" that was all she said before she kissed him deeply, passionately. She wanted to show him. He couldn't believe what was happening. Everything was perfect until the memories came flooding back. He pushed her away violently. "I can't do this. Run along find William"

"Jack you are heartless." She said choking back tears.

Confusion was abounding in Jack's mind. He so badly wanted to love Elizabeth, but he just couldn't do it.

The battle ensued. Canon fire was everywhere. The EITC boarded from the Dutchman and everyone was in full-fledged battle. Jack spotted her first. Even if he couldn't live with her, didn't mean he didn't love her. As Mercer was about to run Elizabeth through, Jack stabbed him through the heart from behind, nearly piercing Elizabeth as well. Without thinking he pulled her into an embrace "Are you alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine Captain" She shrugged him off coldly

He grabbed her arm and pulled him back to her. This was crazy they loved each other yet here they were at each other's throats in a war they should fighting together. "Lizzie, I do love you, despite my actions as of late." Lizzie stabbed a soldier ready to run Jack through. "Then why were you acting like such a damned fool?" Jack cut down a few more people. "Do you think I like being reminded of my death every time I touch you?"

Lizzie stopped cold. It was all her fault. Everything. She looked at the sadness in his eyes.

"Jack, you should hate me forever." Jack pulled her in again. Everyone around them seemed to ignore that they were there. "Lizzie, I don't want to" so he kissed her passionately in the middle of the great battle as if none of it was happening. All his memories were gone in that instant, he only had one memory now; Elizabeth. Just Elizabeth. It would be his last memory that day as the sword pierced through his shoulder.

Elizabeth felt the warm blood trickling down the front of her. "Will, how could you?"

The treacherous git. Will looked her in the face and spat "Whore" before running back into battle. Jack had collapsed to the ground in front of her.

"Jack stay with me. Please stay with me."

She dragged him to his cabin. The adrenaline was the only thing that made it even possible. She cleaned his wound dressed it. It only went through his shoulder; it shouldn't have been a fatal wound. She guessed it was the shock because his breathing had regulated. She cradled him for a long while until she decided it best for her to be fighting for the both of them. After a few hours out on deck, she decided to check on Jack. When she entered the cabin, something vital was missing. Jack was gone…