Last chapter was horrid, I know. The whole battle was cut off because I was trying to hurry it up.
Chapter 11
Elizabeth walked in the snow behind Jack, holding a hand to her tired heart. She glanced over her shoulder. The Dutchman and the Pearl were not to be seen. She turned back, walking. on as Jack followed the compass. He kept walking.
"Jack..." she began.
"Whot, love?" he asked.
"I never did thank you for saving Will." she said.
"Eh..." he kept his eyes glued to the compass, not looking at her.
"Well...thank you anyways." Elizabeth said.
"Eh." Jack shrugged.
Elizabeth began to get irritable. "Can you not accept my God damn gratitude?!" she shouted at him.
Jack looked at her. "Well excuse me, Mrs. Turner, if I want te get to this bloody Fountain as soon as possible!".
"Will a simple "You're welcome!" hurt you, Jack? Really?" Elizabeth looked at him, her eyes wide.
"Yer welcome." Jack said, not wanting to upset her.
"See, now was that so hard?" Elizabeth calmed down, putting a hand to her stomach.
Jack looked back to the compass, mumbling, "Should've let ye stay with the bloody Norwegians until ye 'ad tha' baby." under his breath.
"What was that?" Elizabeth shot a glare at him.
"Nothin, lufferly." Jack said, walking ahead of him.
Elizabeth crossed her arms. "Men...".
-x-
They were still walking. Elizabeth was tiring more by the minute. She looked at Jack, peering over his shoulder. "Is that godforsaken compass even working?" she spat.
Jack rolled his eyes. "It would if ye stopped interrupting!".
"Well we've been walking for miles, Jack! When are we going to--". she paused, seeing the compass turn sharply in the opposite direction from which they were walking. They both turned around, looking down. "Start digging!" Jack called out to his crew, who buried their shovels deep into the snow. Elizabeth watched intently, wondering how long this would take. She began counting. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six...
One hour, twenty-seven, one hour twenty-eight, one hour twenty-nine...
-CLINK-
Elizabeth's eyes shot open. She stood around the men, gathered around the circle as the man's frostbit hands maneuvered through the snow. He picked up a large golden goblet, with saphires shaped into stars the size of Elizabeth's palm embedded around it's side. She reached to grab it, holding it up. She studied it. "Jack, there's writing in it." she said.
"Good." Jack said, moving over to her and grabbing it. She glared at him, annoyed. She rolled her eyes.
"Well, lovely...it's English!" Jack said.
"We can read it when we get back to the ship." she muttered, stalking off back to where they came from.
-x-
Elizabeth blinked, looking down at the writing in the goblet. "If the stars be aligned the power you will find. A blue light, in the beholder's sight. Drink to the body and soul, your lips pressed to the gold." she recited, groaning. "Ugh. I have no idea what it is supposed to mean!".
Jack frowned. "The stars aligned...well...I know the stars move around but I don't think it's possible for them te be aligned." he shrugged.
Elizabeth looked at him, breathing in. "Then we'll make them." she said.
"How do you propose we do that?" he asked.
She sighed. "It's going to take us a good two months...but off to Greece." she rose, giving him a curt nod. "Now if you don't mind, Captain Sparrow, I'll be going off to my husband now." she walked out of his cabin, coming on deck of the Pearl. The Flying Dutchman pulled alongside them, Will smiling at her from the helm. She walked over, and then to him. "Orders, captain?" she asked.
"You can rest, Elizabeth.".
"But I'm not tired!" she protested.
Will frowned. She'd been on edge, especially of late with her pregnancy. Which, still phased him.
He sighed. "Fine. You can clean the galley." he said.
Elizabeth nodded, and disappeared below decks.