Disclaimer: If I owned POTC, I would be writing another script instead of this fic.
The long awaited (for most/all of you and me) sequel to Her and Beckett. It took me a long time to come up with this idea, so please bear with me if it's not as good as the original.
Clara was sitting on her and Cutler's bed, going through some papers. She kept glancing anxiously at the door, because she didn't want Cutler to see what she was doing. She was six months pregnant, and he didn't want her doing anything except rest. But how could she rest when they were about to leave and go get her other child? He had gone downstairs to get her a drink, which she had begged and pleaded him to go get her, and she had whipped out her papers and started working as fast as she could. She had to get through these and burn the ones she didn't want, because if anybody besides Cutler found them, she could become a condemned woman. They had moved to a different town, and started a new life. Well, except for Cutler. He still held his office in the East India Trading Company. Clara gazed dreamily at the ceiling as she thought about all that her husband had done for her.
"What are you doing?"
Clara jumped, and laughed.
"I'm going through these papers, and don't say I can't. You know I need to do this as well as I do."
"Well, you do need your rest. Have you seen the time?"
"No, and it is way too early to go to bed. It's still light outside! Have you even thought about that?"
"Not the way I've thought about say, tickling you until you cry!"
"Oh no, Cutler please don't tickle me!"
Instead of tickling her, he went and sat on the bed next to her.
"Now what are these?"
She quickly gathered them all up.
"Old letters, mostly from Jack."
Cutler stiffened at the name, it was clear he didn't like Jack. He figured they were love letters and knowing they were private, he didn't ask if he could read them.
"Did you forget what's happening tomorrow?"
"Nothing is happening tomorrow, and you know it. You're teasing me, and you know that as well."
Cutler smiled.
"Yes, I know both things. I'll be going now. Call if you need anything. And for heaven's sake, put those up and get your rest!"
He left the room to the sound of her laughter, and he smiled. Going downstairs, he called for Estrella.
"Estrella? Prepare for some guests tomorrow. They'll be coming around noon, so please be prepared."
"Yes sir. Will they be all day?"
"Probably. Oh what am I saying, of course they will be! Oh, and I'll also be out of the house."
Estrella nodded, and Cutler left.
The first chapter! Finally! I said in my profile I'd have it up the other night, but was unable to. Enjoy!