Yay!! Five reviews!! That makes me happy!! feels all warm and fuzzy on the inside Now then. I am officially on summer break, so I will have lots and lots of time to write. Yay!! You know what's amazing? I found a framed picture of Alan Ryckman and Johnny in their Sweeney Todd apparel online!! I SOOO want to buy it….Only one problem….I don't have 1,025. At least, not to spend on that. It's going toward a car…Anywho… Disclaimer: The only thing in this story that I own is the plot and Joshua Beckett. Chapter Twelve
"Jack?" Elizabeth said timidly, walking toward him. She held out a hand and hesitantly placed it on his shoulder. "Jack, honey, what's wrong?"
"Why did you say he could come back?" Jack asked, scowling. Elizabeth frowned in confusion.
"Because he was kind to us, and we should be kind in return."
"That's just your up-bringing talkin', Lizzie. He's still a Beckett." Jack spat out the word as if it had a bad taste.
"You're the one who told me not to kill him!" Elizabeth said in surprise. "Why did you suddenly…change…" Elizabeth trailed off, and stared at him for a moment.
"What?" Jack asked.
"You're jealous!"
"Am not." Elizabeth suddenly began laughing.
"I don't believe it!" she said, breathlessly. "Captain Jack Sparrow…jealous!"
"I am not!" he said defensively, but somewhat reluctantly under Elizabeth's smug look.
"All right, I'm jealous." he said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I knew it!" Elizabeth said, smiling triumphantly.
"So what if I am?" he said sarcastically. "I mean, why shouldn't I get mad if I see my wife flirting with someone who isn't me?"
"I was not flirting with him!" she said. "What on Earth made you think I was flirting with him?"
"Good night, Joshua!" Jack said, in a high pitched voice with a slight giggle, mimicking Elizabeth. "Come back soon, Joshua! Whaddaya call that, if not flirting?"
"Being polite!" Elizabeth shot back. "Something you obviously know nothing about!"
"I know plenty about bein' polite." Jack snapped. "I know it isn't polite to bat your eyelashes at a complete stranger!"
"I was not batting my eyelashes at him!!" Elizabeth said, loudly.
"Yes, ya were!"
"Was not!"
"Was too!"
"Was not!"
"Was too!"
"I was not!!" Elizabeth shouted, tears in her eyes. "Jack! How can you possibly be jealous? I love you! I don't love Joshua! I don't love Will and I don't love James Norrington! I love you!" "And I love you!" Jack screamed back at her. "More than you can bloody imagine!!" "Then stop yelling and get over here and kiss me!!" Elizabeth yelled, stomping her foot. "Gladly!" "Mr. Gibbs!" he shouted, before pressing his lips to Elizabeth's once more. Mr. Gibbs came running up to where they were, glancing at the pair of them. He raised an eyebrow and grinned knowingly. "Aye, Cap'n?" "Take the helm." Jack answered, almost tripping in his haste to get them to their cabin. Jack set Elizabeth on her feet and gently pushed her inside and kicked the door closed behind him, locking it so they wouldn't be interrupted. When he turned around, he saw Elizabeth walking away from him towards the bed, swaying her hips suggestively. Jack moaned, unable to control himself any longer, and followed her, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her towards the bed faster. She collapsed on the blankets and Jack literally jumped onto the bed after her, landing near her feet and crawling towards her. Elizabeth giggled, and grabbed the neck of his shirt and he lowered his head, kissing her. As Jack deepened the kiss, Elizabeth began removing his clothing, tearing off his coat and effects, throwing them on the floor. Jack grimaced when he heart his precious effects hit the floor loudly. "Easy on the goods, love." he murmured into her mouth. "Which ones?" she purred, moving on to remove his shirt. Jack chuckled, and began to remove her clothing in turn. "Naughty little pirate." He lifted her shirt up over her head and began kissing her chest, when somebody knocked on the door. Jack groaned, and, not caring that he was wearing only his breeches, pushed himself up from the bed and stalked to the door, ripping it open. "What the bloody hell d'ya want?" he snapped at the person standing outside. Seeing Teague standing in their doorway, Elizabeth shrieked and dove under the sheets of the bed, covering herself, bringing the sheet up to rest under her chin. Seeing the sudden movement in the cabin, Teague smirked and said, "Not interruptin' anything, am I?" "Uh, actually, you are." Jack said. "So, if you'll just excuse me…" He made to close the door, but Teague stuck his boot in between the door and the doorway. "What??" Jack practically shouted, tearing the door open once more. "Ye're wanted out on deck. Apparently Gibbs can't handle something…" "Oh, for Christ sake!" Jack said, slamming the door in his face. "Tell Gibbs that he can go to…" "Jack…" Elizabeth warned. "That he can come bother me later!" Jack improvised. He whirled around and grinned. Elizabeth was hiding under the blankets. "Where were we?" he said, walking towards Elizabeth and crawling in next to her. "Right about here." Elizabeth said, pulling him down towards her, and kissing him. There wasn't much talking for the rest of the night. Hooray for Sparrabeth implications!! Hope you liked this short little chapter. Review, mates!! Review!!