Disclaimer: I own PotC. Yes, I do. Jack is my personal stand up comedian, *cough cough* *nervous laugh* Mr Gibbs is the local drunk who gets in fights down the road. Will is my personal bitch, and he just stole me a V8 Supercar when the V8's were in town last week. Elizabeth is the person I pay to buy me my Rum, and Commodore Norrington is best mates with the local insane Sheriff. Anna-Maria is my fencing trainer, and Governor Swann is the person I am blackmailing to help me and my friend(s) to take over the Universe. Barbossa and his crew are my personal assasins, so if I don't like you, watch out, and Jack the monkey steals money off old people in the street. Now, do you REALLY believe all that. Oops....im not supposed to be telling anyone.....*cough cough* did I just say taking over the Universe? I meant uhhh..... the....uhhh...Galaxy..........*hangs head* You got me.
XD. Now you would really have to be a sucker to believe that mate. Well...unless you have met me.........hehe.
Woot. I have finally FINALLY posted the sequel to Turning Tides............If you haven't read it first, or are just reading this for the first time, I suggest you read that first. Just to get a little filled in.
Clickie on my name up the top and it should be somewhere on the list. Oh well, I hope you enjoy the rest of it- especially Orli*n*keira, (there will be romance in like....gah,....the first line of the next chapter...hehe) and Skyler, and Kingleby, and JL Dexter, this bit is for you, ;).
GAH!!! I got 7 reviews for the last chapter! OMG thanks to everyone else who reviewed!!! Thank you so much!
And this chapter isn't making much sense. I have my mind set on an idea, and I really really want to write it and GAH
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"I can't believe Jack left us here, on this island, with half a bottle of Rum," Will said, as he checked through the supplies that they had been given, tossing the bottle aside, and Elizabeth smiled, imagining the reaction Jack would have given, had he been present. The Black Pearl would be gone for a few days at the most, and they had been given adequate food and water, and clothing, they just needed to sort out their shelter.
"You don't even drink Rum," she teased, kneeling down beside him, "And anyway, he seems to be generous with the rest of the supplies, there is too much here for three days or less."
She shuffled through the items, sighing in relief when she saw they had water.
"You're right," Will smiled, "I just can't believe he was serious about the Rum,"
"Oh, if you burn it, you will find he is very serious about his Rum." Elizabeth grinned
Will laughed, and started to re-pack their supplies.
"Im going to find somewhere we can use for shelter," he said, and leaned over and kissed her quickly, before he stood up, "You will be okay here? I'll leave you a gun,"
"I'll be fine," She assured him, and took the pistol he handed to her, checking it, and laying it at her side.
"Okay," he nodded, not entirely wanting to leave her alone, but not wanting to drag her through the island, "I won't be long, the island isn't that big, just big enough to get lost," he winked, and took a gun himself, before he disappeared into the surrounding bush.
Elizabeth sighed, and looked over the pistol once more, unloading it, and leaving it in her hand as she drew up her knees, and looked out at the sea, watching the Black Pearl fade slowly away into the distance, where it was merely a small dot. She looked around to where Will had disappeared into the thick jungle of the island, and sighed happily at the thought of him.
It had been five days since she had told him she was pregnant- five days since she had been scared to tell him. Looking back now, she didn't know why she had been dreading telling him, he was now, if possible, more caring toward her, and in that time, they had been inseparable.
Even Jack had given up trying to get them to spend time on their own, and some of his attempts had been quite amusing, to both them, and the crew. After each night's attempt, he would disappear into his cabin, retreating to his cabinet of Rum, and they would see him again the next morning, as cheeky, and as normal as ever.
Deciding she would take a walk down the beach to pass the time, she got to her feet, scuffing through the sand, and pocketed the gun. She then hid the supplies, and set off around the edge of the water.
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Jack smiled as her reached a small settlement, an island, which he had no idea of what it was called.
He hadn't even known it supported life, it must have been fairly new. He ordered the anchor to be dropped, and the boats readied, and looked to his first mate.
"We're all ready Mr Gibbs," Jack said, "At sunset we go in there and salvage what we can, quietly, we don't want the British Navy on us, especially as they know who we all are."
"Aye cap'in," he said, "I will ready the crew," he said, and disappeared across the deck.
Jack stayed at the wheel of his ship, and watched as the sun slowly slunk away behind the nearby hills. The crew assembled on the deck Anna-Maria at one end, Mr Gibbs at the other. They were grinning, the life boats had been assembled.
"Right," Jack said, walking up the line, "We steal only what we need, no more. That means gold, food, and Rum," he rolled the last word on his tounge.
"Aye captain," the crew chorused, erupting into talk.
"And we don't kill anyone, Savvy?" Jack finished.
"Savvy!" the crew shouted.
"Now get to work ye mongrels," Jack ordered, and the crew let the boats down, rowing silently onto shore. Jack jumped in a boat with Anna-Maria and his first mate, along with a couple of other crew members, and helped them row into shore.
No-one saw the Pirates creep around the town stealing anything they could that was lying around, nor noticed their possessions were gone, as the town was fast asleep. When Jack's men had got all they could carry, he signalled them to head back to the ship.
It wasn't till they were all on board, and sailing off, storing their newly stolen goods that they heard open cannon fire. Jack jumped, looking around for their attackers, but found none.
"Where's the cannons?" he asked, looking up to the crows nest, where his lookout was avidly watching something through his telescope.
"It's a ship, attacking the port," the lookout yelled, and Jack looked gobsmacked.
"Get us out of here," he bellowed, "Let the sails out, and for god's sake, bring me some Rum."
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Exactly three days after Jack had left Will and Elizabeth on the deserted island, the Black Pearl anchored offshore, and Jack took several of his crew with him to retrieve the couple.
"God knows where they are," Jack said, in a drawling tone, "Lets just hope they aren't running around naked, with lots of little children, banging pots."
"Jack," Anna-Maria said, folding her arms, only wincing slightly at her once injured shoulder, "They've been on the island three days. What could possibly happen?"
"Clearly," Jack stated, "You've never been to New Zealand then." He then spotted a half empty bottle of Rum floating in the water, just bobbing under the surface.
"Hey," he said, "The whelp threw away my Rum...." he moaned. Anna-Maria smirked, and snatched it off him, tucking It under the seat of the rowboat.
"We're onshore," she said, pushing Jack out of the boat, and onto the sand, "Off you go, lets find them,"
He frowned like a small child being told he couldn't have ice-cream.
"But.....The Rum....." he started.
"Will still be there when you get back," she finished. He folded his arms, and set off on his own. Anna-Maria looked at the rest of the men, who were eyeing the bottle as if it was going to run away.
"What are ye waiting for?" she yelled, "Get off the boat, and help us look,"
They grudgingly pulled the boat up into the sand, and trooped behind the Female pirate, who frantically looked for the captain, who had disappeared from sight. Anna-Maria sighed.
"Fine, first we need to find the Captain," she groaned, and led them off into the surrounding trees of the island, hacking through a branch as she went.
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Oh, and one last little comment in regards to what I said in this phrase here:
"God knows where they are," Jack said, in a drawling tone, "Lets just hope they aren't running around naked, with lots of little children, banging pots."
"Jack," Anna-Maria said, folding her arms, only wincing slightly at her once injured shoulder, "They've been on the island three days. What could possibly happen?"
"Clearly," Jack stated, "You've never been to New Zealand then."
Im not insulting like, Maori's or anything, who would have been here, if lil old NZ had been discovered then, I put that in for a friend of mine, who said she found a family living in her uncles property WAYYYYYY out in the Waps, and they had like.....gone wild or something.....personal joke, so yea. Don't take offense.....although, if you come over, in a few years you might find me doing that, XD.
Hope you guys liked it, and I didn't let you down too much, Sayoonara ^^