I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, Disney does. I only own Sarah Miles.
They hadn't talked since they set foot out of the hollowed-out tree trunk. They had been walking for hours, and hadn't spoken a word. Night was drawing near making the jungle humidity drop, actually making it a bit chilly to our two stranded 'pirates'.
Sarah walked with that same solemn face, James walked along behind her, thoughts racing through his head just like they always do.
"It's getting dark." James said as he brushed a few stray strands of hair out of his eyes.
"I know, we need to find shelter before its too dark to see what's right infront of us."
They kept walking. Unfortunately, they couldn't really find any shelter, and night caught them in the middle of jungle, unsheltered, and vulnerable to anything.
"James?"
"Yes?
"Where are you?"
"Right here, behind you." He reached out and gently grasped her shoulder.
Sarah placed her hand over his and walked on. "Follow me."
"Where are we going?" He asked as he reluctantly followed, not knowing what he might step or trip on.
"We're going to have to go off to the side, maybe just a little into the tree-line where we would be hidden by the brush should anyone come looking for us."
She put her free hand out infront of her, reaching out and feeling around in the darkness until her fingers brushed against the skin of a palmtree, then another, then another. Leaves and vines also came in contact with her shivering and seemingly delicate fingers.
"In here, quickly. We can burrow down in the leaves and brush for a little warmth."
She gripped his hand a little harder as she slowly walked between the trees and such, shuffling her feet through the thickness of the leaves and all, so as not to trip and fall flat on her face.
She could hear James shuffling his feet behind her also. They walked like this for a few long moments, Sarah with her hand extended out infront of her feeling around in the darkness, both of them shuffling their feet across the jungle floor so they wouldn't trip over a root or something while one gripped the other's hand.
It would've been funny to them, the strange way they were traveling, if they weren't shivering from the cold and trying to ignore their growling stomachs.
"Right here should be far enough. Just lie down somewhere and do what you must to get warm." She said as she released James' hand and got down on her hands and knees.
She began to feel around on the ground, feeling for anything hard that might make her sore as she tried to sleep. Feeling nothing hard, sharp or prickly, she laid down on the ground and began making herself comfortable. Once situated on her back, she looked up to find that James was still standing, watching.
"Are you going to stand there until daylight or get much needed sleep and energy?" Sarah said in a tired and weak voice.
Though it was dark, she could tell he had nodded. He laid down beside her, facing the way they had come and away from her. If anyone came through the tree-line he would see them. He probably wouldn't get any sleep anyway, what with his stomach growling and his body shivering.
He heard Sarah stir behind him, then felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Were you harmed during our flee?" Sarah whispered.
"I wasn't touched. Were you harmed?" He said still facing their entrance/exit.
"Only mentally."
At this James turned over and faced her. "Sarah...Commodore Grey was as good as Lord Beckett. He served under me when he was a lieutenant. All he wanted was power."
"I still killed a man James." She said softly.
"In self-defense. You've nothing to worry about. Just try to get some sleep." He said as he gently stroked her cheek with a single finger. "Like you said, we're in dire need of sleep and energy."
"Goodnight James." She kissed the hand that belonged to the finger that was stroking her cheek and then rolled over on her side, letting out a small sigh as she closed her eyes.
James watched as she situated herself and smiled. He rolled over also and tried to relax his tired and stiff body.
The sunlight kissed his skin and caught a small gleam of his chocolate hair. His olive greens opened and he looked about, not recognizing his surroundings. Judging by the sun it was about eight o'clock in the morning. James sat up and looked around some more.
Now it was coming back to him. This was where they had stopped and hid to rest. He had finally convinced Sarah to get some sleep, and then he must have drifted off to sleep himself. Speaking of which, where was Sarah? He looked down to his right.
There she was. Still sound asleep. She was curled up in a ball, her knees drawn up to her chest, her arms wrapped around her legs.
"How can she sleep like that?" He wondered. "She looks so peaceful when she's asleep, I hate to wake her. But, we need to get moving."
He reached down and placed his hand on her shoulder, and gently shook her.
"Sarah? Sarah, we need to get moving. Wake up." He said softly.
She stirred, burying her face deeper into her knees, making a small muffled moan. Then she was still again.
"Sarah, it's time to shove off. We need to find a way off the island." He said a bit louder, once more shaking her shoulder.
This time she shoved his hand away. "Five more minutes father! I don't want to get ready for the ball yet!" She said in an annoyed tone.
"Well, we're not going to a ball in the middle of nowhere, and I most certainly am not old enough to be your father!" He said loudly in an amused voice. This would be good.
At this comment Sarah's eyes shot open and she tried to stand up rather too quickly, making her head hurt which made her dizzy, causing her to fall on her bum with an 'umph'!
"What was that for? All you had to do was shake me!" She said annoyed.
James couldn't help but chuckle. She looked so cute when something got on her nerves.
"I didn't do anything my dearest and no, it takes a bit more than shaking you to wake you up."
Sarah studied the amused look on his face and began to laugh. "Father always said I would probably sleep through a stampede of animals through our home."
They lightly laughed together and then James stood up and held out his hand. "Come along, we need to get a move on."
She grabbed his hand and pulled herself up. "Right, let's get a move on."
"We're walking around in circles!" Sarah said. "We've passed that same spider web ten times!"
"All spider webs look the same." James panted. They had been walking for how long now?
"Let me lead the way." Sarah suggested.
"So you know your way around an island we've never been on?" James asked sarcastically.
"I'll stop walking around in circles I know that!" She teased.
"Well then, lead the way miss." He panted again.
"Gladly."
She walked out infront of him and took in their surroundings.
"Uhm, let's go this way." She said as she pointed in a random direction.
James just rolled his eyes and followed as she took the lead.
"Well, I have something nice and something horrid to tell you James." Sarah said as she stopped and wiped some sweat off her brow.
"And what would that be?" James said also stopping to take in a deep breath.
"We're lost."
"I knew that. But what's the nice news?"
"We're not going around in circles anymore!" She said playfully.
James just gave her the look. At this look, Sarah came up with a quick reply. "I was just trying to lighten the situation up a bit."
At this his eyes softened. "Alright, let's keep moving. Lead the way."
She furrowed her brows. "Why me?"
"We haven't been walking around in circles since you took the lead. Just keep doing whatever you were doing."
Her eyes brightened. "Alright. Uhm, this way." Again she pointed in a random direction.
With another sigh James began to follow.
"I'm beginning to think we're going around in circles again." James said with an un-readable emotion behind it.
"Well...what's that?" Sarah said, worry rising within her chest.
It sounded like a bunch of footsteps...and people talking...and laughter. Through the brush James could see people...dressed as villagers. They watched the villagers for a while. They seemed harmless...children running about, teens or older grooming beautiful horses. Some people sat outside of their small wood and straw and homes, munching on fruit.
"They don't seem to be a threat." Sarah whispered. "Come on."
Cautiously they exited the safety of the brush, and entered the village. To their surprise, the children just gave them a glance, saw no weapons on James or Sarah, and then went back to running around. The teens or older grooming the horses glanced up and smiled at them, and then went back to grooming.
Sarah and James kept cautiously walking, waiting for anything to happen, when James ran into a man.
"Oi! Watch it!" The man said with a swaying motion of his body.
That voice, it couldn't be! He looked at the man again. Red bandanna, black dread locks, swaying upper body motion...
"SPARROW?!"
"NORRINGTON?!"
Surprise! I decided Captain Jack Sparrow should have a part in this story. Did I surprise you? Anyway, sorry it took me so long to update. I hope I didn't make James seem a little out of character. If I did, please let me know, but be nice please! I also hope that you like Sarah's new personality. I want her to be happy again, so I helped her move on out of her depressed and pain-filled state. This is where you get to see her true personality, so I hope you like her! Please review! I appreciate it much when you do! Again, please let me know if you like the 'new' Sarah, and please let me know if I wrote James a little out of character. Thanks!