Section Six
Zabira is lying on her bed, her hair no longer pinned up. She stares up at the ceiling, still fully clothed. Slowly she shuts her eyes. The silence, the thoughts and the memories sometimes come to play with us. They sneak up upon us in the darkness. Zabira sighs, deep within her own thought. Her eyes beg to cry, but no tears fall. There is a knock on the door of the Captain's cabin.
"Come in" she says miserably.
The door opens. "Erm, I need to talk to yer" John enters the small bedroom.
Zabira now sits up, she swings her legs over to the side of her bed. "Take a seat"
He moves the chair of the dressing table around so it faces her. He sits down and pulls the chair slightly closer towards her. "Don't get mad at me" he announces.
"Why soul' I get mad at ya?"
"I done a deal wi' Will"
"Oh, god. What deal?" she asks painfully.
"Do you remember my father?" he questions to her question.
"Course I do" she smiles at him sympathetically and puts her hand in one of his.
John smiles back at her. "Tia Dalmer couldn't get him back, but there is another way"
"Go on" she sighs.
"The letter from my father- it's a contract. Will says he must have left it ter me on purpose, so that one day I would have it. It can help me bring im' back, only I ave' ter go ter the Col' World wi' Will-"
"John" she begins. "Sometimes we ave' ter let things go. Includin' people"
"If I thought ter let people go you wouln't be here now!"
Zabira sits back in her seat and sighs. "Yer soul'nt ave' bothered"
"I'm sorry, I just…" he takes a deep breath. "I want a father"
"I understand, I's jus'-"
"I'm gona do this, wi' or wi'out your support"
"There's somethin' yer should know about 'Will'"
"What?"
She lets go of his hand and looks up at him. "That's not Will, that's Jack"
"Jack who?" Smithy suddenly demands.
"Now, don't you get mad, savy?"
"Right, but I'm not promisin' anythin"
She takes a deep breath. "Jack Sparrow"
"J- Jack Sparrow?" he asks. "Jack, Jack Sparrow? As in the guy that-"
"Yes" says Zabira. "But don't do anythin'-"
"I'm gona kill him!" Smithy then gets up and leaves the room.
"-Rational" Zabira finishes her sentence.
Jack is sat on a barrel with his hat on, but not his jacket. He is drinking from a bottle of rum. John charges towards him. Smithy take out his gun and creeps up behind Jack and points it to his neck. Jack flinches at the sudden interruption.
"Gi' me one reason why I shouldn' shoot yer right now!"
"One reason why you should?"
"I know your 'Jack bloody Sparrow'!"
"I don't have a middle name, actually" smirks Jack.
"You killed my father!"
"Ah" says Jack, now looking uncomfortably towards the end of the gun. "And you believe exactly what Zabira tells you?"
"O' course!"
Will and Elizabeth then walk out onto deck, not seeing Jack and Smithy.
"That guy- that's Jack Sparrow" says Jack quietly to John at the side of his mouth.
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"Are you all right?" Will asks Elizabeth.
She looks at him. "Yes- it's jus- you and Zabira?"
"You know I'm sorry. I never meant to-"
"I know" she nods.
"I- I'm going to bed?" says Will, he then walks off towards the cabins.
"I shall see you in the morning then" says Elizabeth.
"Good night Elizabeth" he says softly, then walks away towards the cabins.
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"Why should I believe you?" asks John to Jack, both of them watching Will and Elizabeth.
"If I was Jack Sparrow why would I want ter bring your father back, eh?"
"Fair point" says John.
John removes the gun now, he puts it back into his belt. He then walks over to Elizabeth.
He looks Elizabeth up and down. "So who are you?"
She spins around and looks to John. "Mrs Turner" she says.
"You and Will are… 'married'?" he scoffs. He glances back at Jack then looks back at her. "You've got ter be kiddin' me?"
"What?" Elizabeth frowns.
"Just wouldn't put you two tugetha"
"And why not?" snaps Elizabeth. But she then sees Jack Sparrow tip toeing towards the cabins. She frowns at him, feeling perhaps this has something to do with him. Jack goes to open the door that to the cabins. But as he does, the door is also opened by Will. The door flies towards Jack, it hits him in the head and he falls backwards onto the ground. Will walks out. They all look to jack and see him lying on the ground. He sits up, rubbing his head. Will steps over him and goes over to Elizabeth, he puts his hands in hers.
"I can't go on like this" he says.
"I thought you had gone to bed" says Elizabeth, though is clearly glad of his return.
"I shall not rest until I have you back"
"Will" sighs Elizabeth. "You never lost me"
The two kiss each other. As soon as the two have pulled away from each other, John turns on Will.
"So your Jack Sparrow?" asks John. "You're the man that killed my father!"
"No I didn't" says both Jack and Will.
Jack stands up from the floor. Smithy looks from Will to Jack. "Which one o' you is Jack Sparrow?" asks John furiously.
"Him" says both Elizabeth and Will angrily, looking at Jack.
"Ah, now the thing you have to remember is…" begins Jack, putting his hands up and stepping back from John. John steps forwards towards him furious.
"You lied-"
"Well actually it's your fault as well… sort of…?"
"Explain?"
"Well, you believed me"
John then takes out his sword, however instead of using it, he pulls back his fist and punches Jack in the mouth. Jack flies backwards onto the floor.
"There's no deal" says Smithy. He then turns away and walks off towards the cabins. Will and Elizabeth glance at each other stunned. Elizabeth goes over and helps Jack up from the floor.
"Can I assume you deserved that?" smiles Will.
"Yes" says Elizabeth. "What exactly was all that about?"
Jack then is on his feet again as is Elizabeth. He feels at his lip and then looks at his finger. He sees the blood on it from his lip. He pulls a face at it.
"Jack?" sterns Elizabeth.
"Uh?"
"You and that young man, what 'acquaintance' do you have with him?"
"Dare you ask" says Will quietly.
"He owns something I want" shrugs Jack. "I can get him something he wants"
"And what is it you want from him?" asks Will.
Jack grins. "My freedom back"