Hello!

This idea kept bouncing in my brain so I had to write it out. I know it's a stretch, but hey what is imagination for if not stretching possibilities!

So I am going to write this with hopes that someone will see it, though I am not so sure it'll happen since it is such an odd pairing.

Here goes nothing!

Derek Wills had been alive a very, very long time and he hadn't always been called Derek Wills, but living through many lifetimes required name changes if suspicion was going to be kept down. In his first lifetime, when he was a regular human Derek was called James Norrington, Commodore Norrington to be exact.

But that was before the pirates, and the ship, the heart, and Davy Jones.

As he watched his dancers he thought back to the glorious days in petticoats with a sword always strapped to his side, and a wig worn at all times because that was proper, he thought he had breathed his last breath on that blasted ship when he was stabbed helping Elizabeth escape, he was sent to the locker, but he soon saw Will Turner and his crew sailing up to the shores and he was offered a chance to be an immortal crew member, or wither away to a desiccated piece of human always thirsting for water and sailing on a sea of sand. He accepted Will's offer, but that meant being with Jack Sparrow, he was offered the same thing, for the rest of eternity. God help him.

Over time, about twenty years, the crew was joined by Elizabeth Turner and her son William Turner III he was old enough and had made the decision to be a crewmember Elizabeth of course did as well. After about one hundred years James and Jack were allowed to be free to roam the Earth, and it was a welcome change for them both, to get out and see the world again, but if Will and Elizabeth needed their help they had to come running.

He and Jack were still enemies, they just didn't get along, so the moment they were set free they went opposite ways. James went to England, and Jack found his way to the American colonies on the verge of a Revolution of course he would find the one place he could cause the most trouble for England.

They very rarely made contact with each other and now in the year 2012 they were still avoiding the other.

James was a famous director, and Jack was a famous actor who had made an album here and there.

Tonight was the night of the second premiere he had just chosen the lovely Karen Cartwright to be Marilyn after Rebecca made a cut and run when her performance didn't get an applause at the end.

Karen, Karen. She so reminded him of Elizabeth the two women were both fighters. That is why he was so sure Karen could do this, and would be a better Marilyn than Ivy.

Ivy was the easy choice, she knew it, and she could be Marilyn, she had the sex for it, but Marilyn was as much sex as she was heart. And Ivy couldn't bring heart to the table even if she tried, she just didn't have it. But Karen absolutely did, and her performance on the couch of his apartment showed him she could do sex with the right motivation.

So here they were on the day of previews with a Marilyn to learn the entire play, the play that had no ending and now Michael Swift was coming up to him and all Derek could do was wait for the inevitable. He knew it was coming, three hundred plus years taught him to learn people and he knew Michael and Julia had had something, someone would have to be blind not to see the sultry looks the two shared just weeks before. But then they fell out and so when Michael got the call he must have thought Julia had wanted him back, he was wrong and now he was coming to tell him he couldn't continue.

Michael approached Derek and spoke shuffling his feet the whole time, "Derek, I am having a hard time, and family issues have caused me to have to leave this production, I'll stay long enough for you to find a new Joe, but I can't do this anymore."

"Have you told Tom and Elieen?" He left Julia's name out of the discussion, but he was becoming more and more worked up the longer Michael kept his attention away from his Marilyn.

"No, not yet."

"Well then tell them and let them deal with recasting." He thought for a moment and added, "You will be missed." Not by him, but someone will surely miss him, maybe, he shrugged, it wasn't his problem.

It went perfectly. After the few hiccups the show went on and the result was explosive. The hiccups were Eileen and her incessant pestering about 'she can't do it', 'there isn't enough time' etcetera, etcetera, this was his show and by god he was going to make it amazing, and the second hiccup was Karen's run away attempt. She didn't really try, but he did his best to get her back to herself, get her to fight again. She didn't disappoint. And she made the most amazing performance he had ever seen.

They got an applause this time, the loudest standing ovation he had seen in a long while, and he knew it was all Karen, he had meant what he said backstage, she was a star. And he understood love, he understood it well, but he also gave up on it ever since Elizabeth chose Will.

Though he would never admit it, not even to himself, Karen was slowly chipping away at the wall that he made around his heart.

They had a week until the next preview and he was going to work on getting the production back on track since Rebecca came, there had been many changes made to Bombshell that were made just so they wouldn't have to hear Rebecca sing, but now Karen didn't need that, we needed more singing.

About two days later he had just gotten the production back on track when Eileen approached him grinning from ear to ear.

"Great news Derek!"

"Really? What about?" He said with no real interest, he was just shuffling through his notes.

"Well you know how you wanted a star for Marilyn? Well how about for Joe instead?"

He paused his shuffling through papers and looked at her, interested now, "Who?"

"We have already signed him, he will be arriving tomorrow, Jack Sparrow! You know the actor who played James Byrd on that popular pirate movie, he has made a couple albums too! He is just perfect for Joe!"

Derek couldn't speak, he was using too much of his power to not just leave right then and there. "Joe is supposed to be All-American, wearing stars and stripes trousers and all that, Jack," He practically spat the name, "Is from England! Does he even know I am the director?"

"Yes, yes I know, but he has a convincing accent! And no he doesn't know much of the production, but you got Karen ready in a day, you can get Jack ready in five!" With that she left and he was stuck standing there fuming.

This production was his ship, he was the captain, and if Jack wanted to keep his head he better watch out Derek wasn't called the Dark Lord for nothing.

Okay there is chapter one!

Chapter two will be up soon because this is really fun to write! I hope this fic gets some recognition!

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