A/N: thank you for the reviews all of you who were kind enough to do so! :D They give me great incentive to keep writing :D well this chapter is supposed to be a little humorous. Tell me what you think R&R!!
Pairing: Sparrabeth and it always will be!
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters. Stinks, doesn't it?
CHAPTER 2After searching below deck for a while, Jack finally came upon Elizabeth sitting on a barrel of rum in the ship's hold, practically dead to the world. Thus, it wasn't a surprise when she didn't notice him sit down on another barrel next to her own.
"You alright, luv?" asked Jack, trying hard to conceal any traces of worry in his voice.
She looked over at him with sadness in her eyes.
"I'm guessing that's a no?" Jack questioned jokingly.
This got a small smile out of Elizabeth, which in turn, caused Jack to smile. However, this smile quickly faded when he saw a bright red mark across her cheek.
"Bloody whelp," whispered Jack, reaching out to brush her cheek with his hand. She shivered and unconsciously leaned into his touch. She looked Jack straight in the eyes and said, "Oh, Jack, I'm so sorry."
"Sorry for what, Lizzie?" he asked, withdrawing his hand from her face. Curiosity sparkled in his eyes.
She gestured to a pair of rusty shackles hanging on the wall beside them.
"Ah… There's no need for apologies when afore mentioned actions have already been forgiven, Lizzie." He replied with a charming smile.
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Will was walking down a rather lengthy hallway of the Pearl on a desperate search for Elizabeth, and after a series of twists and turns, he heard what he thought to be two voices. One of which, he quickly identified as Jack's.
He then came upon a door at the end of the hallway, which he suspected to be the door where the voices were coming from. Will leaned in to the door so that his ear was pressed against it, and recognized the other voice belonged to none other than Elizabeth. Luckily, he noticed a quarter sized hole in the wall right next to the door of the hold, which he could conveniently see and hear through.
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"And why would you forgive your murderess?" questioned Elizabeth, feeling slightly better.
"Maybe because I find said murderess quite charming", replied Jack while at the same time, leaning toward her.
Elizabeth inched forward, about to kiss him, but Jack suddenly moved his head to the side so that he could whisper something in her ear.
"Do you hear that?" whispered Jack quietly.
"Hear what?" Elizabeth shot back with a hint of disappointment in her whisper.
"That breathing", he replied, still whispering.
They both stopped breathing for a moment and then Elizabeth broke the silence, whispering, "I hear it, who is it?" as she looked to the door.
"I have positively no idea, Lizzie-luv", said Jack, also looking to the door.
Jack walked up to the door, grabbed the knob, and swung it open forcefully. Elizabeth got up and rushed to the door at the sound of it hitting something, or rather, someone.
"Ughh", someone groaned behind the door, in obvious pain.
Elizabeth was shocked at the sight of Will on the floor in a crumpled heap. The shock quickly changed into suspicion. Jack seemed to be rather amused, and with a smirk, he chuckled softly to himself.
"Will, what were you doing?" Elizabeth asked skeptically
"I was looking for some rum," he blurted out nervously, his eye now blackened from the impact of the doorknob to his face.
"Behind a door?" Jack questioned, smugly.
"I dropped something", Will answered a little to quickly, as if he was trying to hide something.
"And exactly what was that something, William?" she asked, still sounding slightly suspicious, but now a small smile occupied her face.
Will then got up and hurriedly staggered down the hallway, limping clumsily on his way back up to the main deck.
"That was unusual, yet strangely amusing", Jack said struggling to stifle a laugh.
Elizabeth punched Jack on the arm playfully, and walked to the deck where Will was nowhere in sight. Jack followed in pursuit of Elizabeth. She stopped by the railing of the Pearl and gazed out to the sea. Jack stopped next to her, "accidentally" grazing her hand with his, while placing it upon the railing.
"So, Jack, what exactly do you find so charming about your murderess?" she asked after a long silence.
"Dead men tell no tales, 'Lizbeth, you should know that by now", replied Jack with a smile.
"All evidence to the contrary", she said quoting him.
"Well, why don't you make me enlighten you", he said, while turning toward her.
"And how am I to do that?" she questioned, slowly moving closer to him.
"Persuasion, dearie", answered Jack, inching closer.
"I see, Captain", she countered, leaning toward him until their lips met in a passionate kiss.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, while she slowly embraced his neck. Savoring the feeling of his unusually soft lips against hers, Elizabeth welcomed the feeling of warmth that seemed to spread throughout her body.
"Sail ho!" a voice cried from the crow's nest causing Jack and Elizabeth to abruptly break apart.
A/N: HAHAHA!!! Will got hit with a door! LOL :D mmm sparrabethy: 3
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