Chapter 7: Huff And Puff
Elizabeth put her arms round Will, sighing and leaning her head on his chest, that chest, with no beating sound in it, as if he was dead. For a little while though she enjoyed the closeness, the feel of some distant memory, moments they stole as children, unseen by prejudiced minds. She looked up at him and touched his lips with her index finger, tracing those kissable lines distractedly.
He took her hand away though, holding it away to the side, face serious, as it has always been since he had lost her, "do you understand what's going on here Elizabeth? There's a force on that ship, forbidding, evil, harmful. That is why you're not allowed to set foot on land, so he doesn't lose his grip on you...until it doesn't matter anymore cause you become somebody else."
Elizabeth shook her head vehemently, "no, we'll figure something out, me and Jack," she took his head between her two palms, "just give us some time, tell me how I could heal Jack..."
"Jack, Jack, Jack, why is it always about Jack?"
"He's a good friend."
"He a despicable, self-loving, slicker of a man! Besides, it's too late."
"What's too late?" She froze in dread that the little amount of poison that was in Jack's system will eventually kill him.
"The dark force, it's just so intense. Somewhere in the back of my mind I still exist and I'll promise you I will hold on to that piece of me that tells me never to harm you, but I can't go back, there's no way to break free from that stranglehold. If there wasn't a hope for Davvy Jones and Calypso, there won't be for us."
Elizabeth shook her head, slowly, unbelieving, her breathing quick and heavy as she was struggling with tears. "Maybe our position's different, somebody must know the legend and how to fight it, maybe the code, there must be so much in it we can't read," she tried to think frantically.
"You can't do a thing. I've got the chest. It went down with your ship, remember? Can't say it wasn't amongst my reasons to take it down. I'm the captain of the Flying Dutchman and for you, that's better me than anybody else. Let it be. It's not that bad of an existence," he tried to cheer her up before pulling away, "I can't stay away from my ship too long."
Elizabeth hung on to his hands and drew him closer once more for her lips to touch his in a deep, desperate kiss. He disappeared onto the board of the Flying Dutchman, midkiss, leaving a touch of coldness on her lips. Cold lips, he was dead. From now on, to her too. "Jack! You didn't tell me about Jack and the poison!" She shouted over as the deathship prepared to go down to the depths.
"It didn't work, I'll need to nurse the Kraken for him!"
It didn't work, I'll need to nurse the Kraken for him! She repeated in her mind. So Jack was alright, the poison would not kill him, he just needs some time to recover? And Will would not send the Kraken after the Pearl if she was on the ship. Well, in that case, she would stay till they could figure out something, she would stay till she was needed in that way.
Tbc
