Chapter 10 – Love?
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Same as always.
A/N:
Now let me see… What did I want to say? Oh, yes: The more you review the more I write – maybe ;-) But this one will be very short 'cause I'm preparing for a concert with a gospel choir on Friday – I'm really nervous…
Oh, and by the way, never wrote that in here. Thanks to my beta Marie who always reads the crap I write and helps me changing it into a story grin
Tia sat in her cabin, looking at a sleeping Sam. It had long ago gotten dark and now the only people who were still awake were Will who had night-watch and herself.
From time to time, Tia heard the young man's footsteps outside. Since he had looked after Sam about half an hour ago, he seemed to be pacing the deck.
Tia wondered if the two – Sam and Will – were attracted to each other. Oh yes, they were…
Suddenly she got an idea.
Grinning mischievously, Tia got up as quiet as she could, carefully going outside. Then she looked for Will. Soon, her eyes found him sitting on the stairs leading up to the wheel. Hearing her footsteps, he turned around.
"Oh… What are you doing here?"
"I need very little sleep at night… After all, t'ey say dis' the time people like me find most 'solutions'. I thought I could help you findin' such a t'ing," she smiled, sitting down beside the young man.
"A solution for what?" Will asked, confused by the voodoo witch's statement.
"Well… I noticed t'at somet'ing you two share. You know, you and that Samantha."
Will blushed a bit, hoping Tia hadn't seen it. He knew she was right, but that couldn't be, could it?
"I care for her, that's all. She's becoming a friend of mine. After all we got to know each other pretty well within the past…"
"No, t'at was no' what I meant," Tia interrupted him, again grinning. "You're attracted to 'er – jus' as she's to you. You're fallin' in love with 'er…"
"NO, I'm not. I definitely don't want to start a new relationship so soon after that thing with Elizabeth," he protested, aware of how silly it sounded – especially because he blushed…
"You can't fight love, William Turner. It 'appens whenever it's the right time – nothin' to be embarrassed or angry about," Tia replied, before going away without another word, hoping he'd think about what she told him.
Will was confused. Of course it was true that no one can control love – but suppressing isn't the same as controlling… is it?
Silently, he cursed those night-watches. They gave him far too much time to think about his problems…
A few hours later, Elizabeth came outside to start her shift. Yawning, she checked if Will was still awake.
"Will?"
His head shot up.
"Oh, Liz, I didn't hear you…"
He rose to his feet, walking to the stairs that would lead him down below deck – to get at least a few hours of sleep. Just before he disappeared, he turned around.
"You know what, Elizabeth? I think I'm about to fall in love with your friend – Sam, I mean…"
Then he went downstairs, leaving a confused Elizabeth behind.
"WAIT… Will!" she called after him, but he was already gone.
'Now what? No, I'm definitely not jealous – not me. After all we're not engaged anymore. But that was just a joke, right? But he sounded so serious, so honest. Sam and Will… I've to admit they could be a good match…'
Elizabeth smiled, then she sat down right where Will had sat just minutes ago, waiting for sunrise.
The next morning Sam awoke, seeing Will's beautiful brown eyes. He was sitting on the edge of her bed, just like he had done so many times before.
Seeing her eyes opening, Will smiled.
"Good morning."
Sam yawned, sitting up inside her bed.
"Morning Will. Did you wait for me to wake up or why are you here?"
"You could say I waited for you to wake up, yes," Will smiled.
Then he leaned towards her, wanting to kiss her cheek although he didn't know for what…
But (un-)fortunately, she turned her head a bit just as his lips would have met her cheek so he ended up softly kissing her lips.
They both withdrew from the kiss, startled.
Will looked at Sam and remembered Tia's words. 'You can't fight love, William Turner. It 'appens whenever it's the right time'.
Knowing that, his mouth came near hers again. Their lips were now only mere inches apart, both were holding their breaths in anticipation. And then…
To be continued