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A Sparrow's Shadow on the Sea

Drunk and Inconsolable

Jack fled the cabin, a look of sheer terror on his face. He frantically searched the deck of the Black Pearl for his first mate, intermittently shouting the man's name and flailing his arms wildly as he ran.

"Gibbs!" Jack then muttered to himself, "Bugger it all! Where the hell is he?!"

Jack glanced quickly at the helm, where Mr. Cotton was dutifully sailing the ship. He leapt up the steps, taking them two at a time, to urgently ask the mute, "Where is Gibbs?"

Mr. Cotton pantomimed the Gibbs was sleeping. Jack knew he could find his first mate below deck in the crew's quarters. He rapidly descended the wooden steps and ran below, to find Gibbs snoring loudly in his hammock.

"Gibbs! Wake up!" Jack shouted as he shook the man, accidentally toppling him out of the hammock, and onto the floor with a thud. "Gibbs! I need your help! Wake up!"

"For the love of God! What the hell is wrong with ye?" Gibbs exclaimed, struggling to his feet and brushing himself off.

Jack stared at his first mate, wide-eyed with panic. "It's Eve! I don't know what to do! She's drunk and inconsolable! Crying hysterically! Keeps saying something about being doomed." He paused to catch his breath before lowering his voice and saying quietly, "I think she may have gone mad!"

Gibbs regarded his captain skeptically, as he tried to make sense of things after being awakened so abruptly. "Now what've ye gone and done, Jack?"

Jack stared at him with annoyance. "Why do you always think it's my fault?" he asked, petulantly. "I've done nothing!"

Gibbs sighed and explained, "When it comes to women, Jack, ye've a tendency to do selfish, thoughtless things…and ye end up getting' slapped for 'em." He paused for a moment, before adding hastily, "Although I don't reckon Miss Eve'll slap ye. More than likely, yer hot-blooded lass'll knock ye out cold…or worse."

Jack stared, even more wide-eyed, as he tried to imagine what Gibbs might be so ominously implying. His graceful hands moved, involuntarily, to cover his privates protectively. "She wouldn't…" he replied as he cast panicked glances around the dim room.

"She be a level-headed, clever girl, Jack, ye know that," Gibbs continued, "If somethin's got her that spooked…well, I'd be worried."

"You're not exactly being very helpful, Gibbs," Jack commented as they walked up to the main deck.

"Sorry, Cap'n," Gibbs replied, "What bodes ill for yer bonny lass, Jack, most likely bodes ill for ye as well."

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Jack left me alone in the cabin. I couldn't believe he would just leave me here, in tears. I felt completely devastated. Everything had been so blissfully perfect. I should've known something horrible would happen! It always does, right when life is at its happiest. Nothing would ever be the same again. And there was no way of avoiding the awful, horrible truth that would eventually result.

I will lose Jack forever.

Hell, I really already had, it was simply yet to be made evident. Our lives together, our happiness, our love. All doomed! All because I was so stupid!

How could I be so very stupid? Why? Why hadn't I thought? I began to sob again, and took a long drink of rum to try to quell my overwhelming sadness.

I'd been too busy being happy. Too happy to even think rationally. And now, it was over. Everything that mattered to me would be destroyed. And I'd be alone completely, in a strange world, in a strange time.

I guzzled more rum, as the tears poured from my eyes. Yes, Jack had made all my dreams come true, and then I went and transformed those dreams into one big nightmare.

I looked at my scarred left hand and thought of the promises we'd made to each other. In the face of this, they only seemed like empty, hollow words.

I looked around the cabin, my eyes flooding with hot tears, making my vision blurry. The Pearl creaked as it rocked on the waves. How I used to love that peaceful sound! Now, I imagined it was the sound of my heart breaking.

I was beginning to feel sick to my stomach. Too much rum, I thought. But, really, what did it matter?

My stomach suddenly heaved. Oh God, I'm going to be sick! I stood up quickly, struggling to get my bearings, and bolted for the doors. I flung them wide open, haphazardly, and ran as fast as I could to the rail of the ship.

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Jack and Gibbs heard the cabin doors open and turned to see Eve, as she ran to the side of the ship.

Bloody hell, she's going to jump, Jack thought. He sprang after her, the adrenalin coursing through his body made his panic completely disappear. She bent at the waist, leaning far over the rail as he got to her. He grabbed her by wrapping one of his arms around in front of her chest. It was then that he noticed what she was doing.

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"Oh, thank God, luv, you're just vomiting!" he said with much relief, "I was afraid you were going to fling yourself overboard."

I spat into the dark swirling water below and turned to look at Jack in complete disbelief. "Thank God I'm just vomiting?? Are you insane?!" I screamed at him. My stomach heaved yet again and I bent over the side to throw up. I felt Jack's hands on the back of my head. He was holding my hair back for me while I threw up. I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks as I thought how sweet it was for him to do.

"Everything will be fine," Jack said soothingly, "You just had too much to drink, luv."

I finished vomiting and wiped my mouth with my hand. I glanced at Jack to see him grimacing as if disgusted.

I straightened up and turned to look at Jack. He immediately quit making faces and instead looked at me with an expression of genuine concern.

I stared at him, incredulously. "No, Jack," I said distantly.

His expression changed to confusion. "You haven't had too much to drink?"

I blinked at him. "I'm late," I said accusingly. I could feel myself starting to glare at him.

"Late for what?" he asked, still confused.

I sighed. "This is no time to be coy, Jack," I said tersely, "I haven't bled…I'm late!"

Jack's confusion vanished immediately, as he comprehended what I'd told him. His eyes slowly widened with shock, as I watched him. It looked as if he were reacting in slow motion. I'd never seen his eyes so huge.

"Oh, bugger," he whispered.

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A/N: Dun, dun, DUN! Well, it seems the "honeymoon's" over for them! I just LOVE these evil plot twists! (Sorry.) Will they really be doomed, as Eve fears?

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