this is my first story so I hope you all will like it. I don't own anything, everything goes to Disney :p

Chapter One

Set probably after AWE

Jack/Elizabeth pairing

Rating: K+

Any comments are appreciated. thnx-Stef :)

The Letter

Jack paced around his cabin, biting his thumb. He rarely did that, unless it was when he was in trouble or in deep thought. This time, it was both. It had all started one morning when he had said something awfully stupid and didn't know how to take it back. The worst thing about it was that it was Elizabeth whom he had said that stupid thing to. And now, she was either avoiding him or burning holes in his back with her cold-hearted stare. He had to figure out how to win her back; his charms wouldn't, he already tried. Thrice. He sat at his desk and saw his pen and ink.
Could be a start, he thought. For the rest of the night, he poured out his heart on paper, not sure where this would lead him. He could only hope.

Jack woke up to rum bottles rolling on the floor. He rubbed his eyes and cheeks, his rings had left an imprint into his skin. He figured it was only a few hours since he had fallen asleep, completely drunk. As he stretched, the letter caught his attention. It was wrinkled and stained from some spilled rum.

"Screw it." Jack folded and sealed the note and addressed it to her. He put on his affects and headed out on deck, hoping to be welcomed by a better day.

Elizabeth turned around hastily, trying not to see his face. She leaned against the railing , the already-scorching sun beaming down on her. She gripped the well-worn wood while biting her lip. Why did everything have to be so complicating? Just when she thought everything was going right, there always had to be a thunderstorm that would come and tear her down, limb by limb. Sure he was a stubborn, ego-loaded, rum-soaked pirate who sails the seven seas on the fastest ship of the Caribbean. But he was her stubborn, ego-loaded, rum-soaked pirate. And sure they've had their ups and downs, but they always kissed and made-up, literally. But she still couldn't face him, not just yet.

Jack watched her from the helm. Her hair was in a long braid with a red bow tying it together. Her once porcelien skin was now sun-kissed. Her lean body was hugged by one of his older shirts and smaller pants. Her hat and sword were both birthday presents that he noticed weren't on her today. He wanted to talk to her, he needed to. But something was holding him back. Yeah, they've had their fights, but the fued usually ended by nightfall. This had been going on for three days now. He hoped she would read his letter soon. He couldn't stand feeling far away from her for one more day. He wanted to call her his again, to know that she was his girl. And just to feel her and smell her peachy scent. But for now, the Pearl was the only lady on his side.

"Land, ho!" Elizabeth awoke from her trance by Gibbs' announcement. The crew started to scamper off the ship while she looked out at the well-known port, Tortuga. Jack saw her standing alone and took the opportunity to finally talk to her. It was now midafternoon and she had recently come out of her personal cabin where he had put his letter. She still appeared quiet as a mouse, and lost in her thoughts. Jack approached her without getting a response, just a sideward glance. She looked at her feet and then slowly met his eyes.

"Jack...let me speak first."

thrice: three times

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