Author's Note: I am just taking a break from my other two fics, hoping that by writing this I may become more creative with them.
It had been three weeks since he had left his father's house, he had only Gibbs with him and had stopped din the middle of what seemed to be nowhere. Looking over to the starboard side as the sun rose one could see a spot of land if they new exactly where to look and every morning for the past two weeks Jack could be found staring at that exact point.
"Jack, I know I have never questioned you before, but."
"Actually you have mate, several times. She is there and we're here and I'm not sure I can go there."
"Ahh, the woman who vexes you, the woman wed to the captain of the Flying Dutchman?"
"Aye, their never the easy ones are they mate?'
"Who?'
"The one who makes you want to change, savvy?"
Looking at the young man in such a way as he never had before, Joshamee Gibbs found himself hurting for him. Any fool with half a mind could tell the mighty Captain Jack Sparrow had fallen, but not from greatness but in greatness, in love.
"Sail her closer, but dare not near land. Mile would be fine, but only a tad closer."
Once they had reached their new resting point Gibbs went to his hammock and left Jack to his thoughts on deck. How could he, the most fierce pirate in the world fall for the one person he couldn't have. Not only could he not have her but she had also killed him something he still did not hate her for in all this time had he really gone soft? No, he still had his rum and that made him strong. Turning toward his cabin the wind blew bringing in the smell of fresh baked bread and lilacs, there would be no sleep tonight, not now that he was close enough to smell her.
