A/N: Sorry this took so long to update. My computer broke and it's rather difficult to update without a computer. Anyway, hopefully I'll be updating a whole lot quicker now since it's working again. :) Sorry for the long wait.
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Chapter 12: Illness
Elizabeth's POV:
I try to remain strong. I try to appear unbreakable. I want to give the impression that I'm fine even when I'm not. Even if my entire world's falling down around me, just as it is, I will not break, I will not fall. I'm Elizabeth Turner and just as Turner's always do I will stand strong!
"Jack?" I asked, trying to take my mind off of Will.
"What is it, love?"
"Where are we heading to?"
"To where Calypso told us to head before we... you," he corrected, "Lost the heart."
"You honestly think she told us the correct direction?" I asked angrily. Sometimes it shocks me how stubborn Jack can be.
"And why wouldn't she tell us the correct direction?"
"Because she's Calypso!" I yelled.
"Oh yes, that makes so much sense now," Jack sarcastically remarked.
"Jack Sparrow..."
"Captain! Captain Jack Sparrow, love."
"Fine," I rolled my eyes, "Captain Sparrow, could you please tell me why you would be so stupid as to trust Calypso after she stole Will's heart?!"
"Just because she stoles his heart doesn't mean she pointed us in the wrong direction, love."
"And why wouldn't she?" I asked, "Clearly she enjoys seeing us suffer."
"Truly she's not that bad, love."
"She stole Will's heart."
"Correction, Davy stupid Jones stole Will's heart."
"Under Calypso's command!"
"Aye, you do have a point there," he admitted.
Finally it appeared that Jack was seeing things the way I was. How could he still believe that Calypso had told us to head in the correct direction after all she'd done to us? Not only had she stole Will's heart, but she'd also tried to have him unsuccessfully finish his duties by not ferrying Davy Jones. She had already tried to trick us once and I had no doubt in my mind that she'd also done so even before that.
"Perhaps it'd be best if we'd visit Calypso again," Jack sighed.
"But how can we be sure that she'll tell us the truth?"
Jack remained silent and I knew that I'd stumped him. There had to be some way to make her tell the truth, but how?
Before I could find an answer my thoughts were disturbed. I felt sick again, only this time it was much worse than before.
I suddenly felt incredibly dizzy. I tried to run to the side of the ship, just as I had all the other times, but my dizziness made that rather difficult.
Giving up I collapsed to the ground, hoping that not moving would make the dizziness go away. It really didn't help, but it was just so much easier to sit there on the ground than to try and get up.
Suddenly I felt it coming. I knew I should really try to run to the edge of the ship, but I just couldn't and before I knew it there was a wonderful mess all over the deck.
I could tell Jack was angry from the moment he looked at me. I had only seen him this angry once before and that was when I was burning the rum to make a signal so long ago when we were stuck on that island together.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked disgustedly.
I tried to think of a smart remark, but none would come.
"Honestly, you just couldn't have walked to the side could ya? Is that so hard for dear old Elizabeth?"
Why did he keep calling me old? Did he think it was funny or something?
"Now clean that... guck up!" he ordered.
I stood up to do so, but soon realized that wouldn't be possible. I quickly sat back down.
Jack suddenly pulled out his pistol. "Ignoring your captain isn't something I'd suggest, Elizabeth."
"Jack, you wouldn't shoot me," I stated, hoping it was true.
"No," he shrugged, putting his pistol away, "But I was hoping it would motivate you to clean that mess up."
I sighed. "Jack, I really can't."
"There's a mop over there," he pointed.
"I know, but... Jack, I'm ill."
"Yes, I think the mess proves that."
"No! I mean, I'm more ill than I was before. I can't walk Jack."
"What?"
"The dizziness…it's too much Jack."
"Aw, dizziness," he nodded as if he completely understood. "You know I've been thinking, love," he sighed, "Ten years isn't that long."
"What?" I asked in shock. Was he seriously saying what I thought?
"A pregnant woman shouldn't be at sea, love, and having a young child on a ship could be even worse."
I knew he was right, but I didn't want to face the facts.
"I won't give up, Jack," I sighed.
"Was afraid of that," he sighed, "Well, the least you could do is get to a bed."
Before my brain even had time to comprehend what was happening, I felt myself lifted off the floor and being carried in Jack's arms towards the Captain's quarters.
He left me on the bed in there alone. Normally I wasn't this weak, normally I was much stronger, but being pregnant changed things.
Silently I lay on the bed with nothing to do, but think and how saddening thinking can be when all you have to think about are things of the past. The good days have passed. Happiness is a thing of the past, but soon I will save my precious Will and happiness shall come again, but until then I lay here in pain, thinking, remembering what once was.
A/N:
Once again I apologize for how long it took me to update, but now that everything seems to be working computer wise I should be updating way quicker and since it took so long for this one I'll try to have the next one up within the next four days maybe earlier if I can.
Review please. Thank you everyone who reviewed last chapter too:)
