Here's a sneak peek at the fic. I'm just putting this out there to see how it does and if it's successful I'll start posting more.
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Jack walked down the hall, a half empty bottle of rum held loosely in his hand. He made sure to stop and glance into the boy's room, just to make sure he wasn't dead or something. The boy was clearly sleeping, which he had been doing for most of the time since he was taken onto the ship by Elizabeth's soft heart. Jack turned around to leave, but stopped short when he heard a soft whimper from the bed.
Another nightmare. Sometimes Jack was kept awake by the boy screaming in his sleep, and it had always been Elizabeth's job to take care of him, but neither she nor Will had been seen at all that night. There had been a lot of talk about a baby, so maybe they were in their cabin, trying to make their dream a reality. Rocking his boat again.
Jack sighed, and after making sure no crew members would see him, closed the door and moved to sit at the boy's side. He poked the boy in the cheek, hoping to wake him before the nightmare got any worse. The boy flinched wildly, crying out and not waking up.
He started screaming; begging for his unseen attacker to just stop hurting him. Jack jumped back in surprise. "No no no no no. Don't- do that," he said, shushing and petting the boy on the head. He sobbed loudly. "Uh... There there, child. Um...I'm not going to rape you..." The boy cried harder and Jack face-palmed. "Sorry..."
He sat down on the bed, took a swig of rum, and pulled the boy into his arms, effectively waking him up, but not succeeding in making him stop crying. The boy clung to him, still sobbing. Giving up on the whole talking thing, Jack proceeded to run a hand through his hair.
After many long minutes, the boy began to calm down until he was only shaking in Jack's arms. "You alright, mate?" The boy nodded. Settling comfortably into Jack's arms, he laid his head on his chest, using him as a pillow. The raven haired boy fell asleep that way, and Jack tried to get up to leave, but his grip was tight and Jack wouldn't be able to move without waking him. Sighing, he settled back into the bed and soon fell asleep.
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Elizabeth and Will lay next to each other on the bed, slowly starting to fall asleep. She had almost succeeded in it too, but then she remembered something very important. "Will!" she whispered sharply, climbing out of bed.
"What is it, Elisabeth?" Will sat up groggily.
"I forgot to check on him." She wrapped a robe around her body.
"He'll be fine. Come back to bed."
"No! He has nightmares every night. I have to be there for him." Will followed her out the door.
When they made it to the boy's room, Will thought something bad had happened. Elizabeth stopped at the door, gasping, and putting one hand over her mouth. Will came towards her, hoping to see what the problem was, but then she let out a quiet chuckle, and entered the room, Will following close behind. What he saw made him laugh out loud, which was quickly shushed by Elizabeth.
Jack was asleep on the bed, his arms curled protectively around the boy, who was using Jack's chest as a pillow. There were fresh tears on his face, and Jack's shirt was wet. A bottle of rum sat forgotten on the side table. A small noise came from the child and Elizabeth began to move towards him, but stopped when she saw Jack pulling the boy closer and gently planting a kiss on his forehead, quelling his cry. She smiled and tiptoed out of the room, carefully closing the door behind her.
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