Here's meh latest chapter, it's full of nice drunken randomness!.. heh.. we all need some randomness dont we? hmm who knows? but go on and read this one and i'll have another up quite soon. promise.

Chapter 14

"Dinner at the Turner's"

We approached the porch of Will and Elizabeth's home. I watched Jack try to pull on his black jacket, his arm getting stuck in the arm of the jacket.

"Uh, girls a little 'elp 'ere?" he asked, trying to get his arm though.

Lydia and I looked at each other and shrugged, both of us debating if we should help or not.

"Come on. This is yer fault ye know, not givin' me enough time and all." Jack accused, his finger pointing at us through the arm of his jacket.

"There was plenty of time in the carriage." I pointed out.

"He was to busy staring at the trees." Lydia said with a laugh.

"Ye two are to much alike." Jack said, still struggling with his jacket.

Lydia helped him get his coat on while I knocked on the door. The butler opened the door, before we could say who we were and why we were visiting the butler had hurried us into the entryway. "Make yourselves at home in the sitting room, Mrs. Turner will be with you shortly." He said, before making his quick exit to the kitchen. I shrugged and followed Jack into the sitting room, sitting between him and Lydia on the couch.

"You okay?" Lydia asked, eyeing me as I looked around the large room.

"Yep, great-o." I grinned.

"Uncle Jack, Uncle Jack!" I heard a small voice call, followed by tiny footsteps on the hardwood floor. I looked over in time to see a small boy followed by a small girl running toward us.

" 'ello, there children." Jack smiled, scooping up the small boy.

"He's not our uncle." The girl said followed by. "Hi Jack."

"Children, don't run in the house." Elizabeth's voice floated into the sitting room. "Hello Jack, Ravenica, and Lydia. How good of you all to come over."

"Told Will we'd be 'ere." I smiled. "Who are they?"

"Oh, where are my manners? That is William Jr." Elizabeth nodded to the child in Jack's lap. "He is 4 and this is Sarah, who is 6." Elizabeth smiled and sat on the chair to the right of the couch, as her daughter walked over to her.

" 'ow many kids do ye 'ave?" I asked, surprised she had any kids at all. I hadnever heard of them having kids.

"Just these two." She said as Sarah climbed onto her lap. "For now anyway."

I smiled slightly. "'ow many do ye plan on 'avin'?"

"Not sure at the moment, at least three more."

"Better get to it then." Jack smirked.

Will entered the sitting room with a smile. "How good of you all to come over."

"We've been over that part already." I said with a large stupid grin plastered on my face.

"Hello Will." Lydia smiled with an almost dreamy look in her eyes.

"Hi Lydia, glad you could make it." he smiled.

"Dinner is ready to be served, miss." The maids voice sounded through the sitting room.

"Thanks, Theresa." Elizabeth said. "Would you put the children up in their play room?"

"Yes, miss." Theresa smiled. "Come along children."

"Bye uncle Jack." Will Jr. saluted Jack and followed the maid and his sister out of the room.

"The children already ate. What do you say we all go into the dining room?" Elizabeth asked, we all stood and went into the dining room.

Elizabeth stopped Lydia in the hallway. "Has your mother been drinking?"

"Just a little?" Lydia said rather sarcastically.

"Well, this should make for an interesting evening." Elizabeth said, motioning for Lydia to continue to the dining room table.

"Lovely 'ome ye 'ave 'ere." I said, trying to make conversation.

"You have been here before." Elizabeth pointed out.

"I know, just tryin' to make conversation. Besides, its as lovely as it was before."

"Thanks." She smiled. "It's been a lot of work, but well worth the effort."

Will sat at the head of the table, Jack at the other end, across from him. Lydia sat beside Will, nearly staring a hole through him; The dreamy look still in her eyes. I sat beside Jack to the right. Elizabeth sat between Will and myself.

"So, Jack, I heard you sent Ravenica's ship away." Elizabeth said, placing the napkin that sat beside her plate on her lap.

"Aye, I did." Jack confirmed with a nod.

"And why would you do such a thing?" she asked as they began to bring out the food.

"Because 'e is an ass?" I asked, Elizabeth and Will both laughed.

"I'm not an ass." He sneered, eyeing me.

"Well, not entirely." I smirked. "But, mostly, yer an ass. Or ye just 'ave shit for brains, it's a draw really."

"You two get along so well." Will mocked with a laugh.

"Oh yea we do." Jack smiled, looking over at me. "Just perfectly."

"When will your ship be returning?" Elizabeth asked as the server sat our plates before each of us.

I shrugged, having no answer at all. "Who knows? Why don't ye ask the ass?"

She looked to Jack, waiting for him to answer the question.

"As soon as they find The Pearl and bring it back." Jack said, sitting up so straight it made my back hurt just looking at him.

"And just ask him why 'e did such a thing." I said bitterly, giving Jack a dirty look. "Oh wait let me tell ye, it's a funny story really. 'e sent me ship away because in 'is twisted little mind, I'm goin' to readily take over The Pearl while 'e sits on 'is bony ass and does nothin' at all."

"Can we discuss this later, luv?" Jack asked, with a hopeful smile.

"Not a chance in 'ell. I think we should discuss it now, darlin'."

Jack's hopeful smile fell into a frown as he looked at me, resting his elbows on the table. A silence fell over the table as Jack and I exchanged dirty looks.

"Well, I think a subject change is in order." Will said nervously.

The silence continued as everyone decided what would be a safe topic of discussion.

"I know, why don't we discuss Jack's little play thing?" I asked.

"Valerie is not up for discussion." Jack nervously looked down at the plate that was set before him on the table.

"Why not? Because ye know yer makin' a big... huge, even giant mistake?" I asked.

"Why do ye always want to discuss private matters when there is a big crowd around?" Jack asked, barely above a whisper.

"Well, ye never want to discuss them in private."

"If I promise to, will ye drop it?"

I crossed my arms over my chest, debating whether or not I should drop it. It was more fun that I anticipated watching Jack squirm in his seat.

"Will ye excuse us?" Jack asked, getting up from his seat. He grabbed my arm and pulled me from my chair.

"We'll be right back." I smiled, grabbing onto the wooden frame of the doorway, my head still in the dining room. "The dinner looks amazing." I said before being dragged out of the dining room. Will and Elizabeth exchanged smiles and shook their heads.

Jack threw me against the wall around the corner of the entryway. My eyes trailed up to his as a grin crossed my lips.

"What the bloody 'ell was that?" He asked, standing before me his upper lip curling with frustration.

"What was what?" I asked, figuring it would be better if I played stupid.

"Tryin' to corner me with those questions."

"What do ye care huh?" I smirked, trying to slide past him and back to the dining room to enjoy my dinner. Failing when his right hand meet my shoulder and threw me hard against the wall once again. "Do that again."

"What is with ye tonight?" he asked, his hands on either side of my head, resting on the wall.

"Its just like ye to ruin me fun." I pouted with a sigh.

"And it's just like ye to act like a crazy person."

"Yer cute when yer mad." I asked, my pout being replaced by a grin. I licked my lips and stared at Jack.

He shook his head. "There's no reasonin' wit ye, as usual."

"Ye don't want to reason with me. Ye want to throw me down on the floor and.." before I could finish my remark his hand covered my mouth.

"Don't even say it." he shook his head, a warning finger shaking in my face. "Just 'ow much 'ave ye 'ad to drink today?"

A grin formed on my lips under his hand as I waited for him to move it. When he didn't I licked his fingers. He raised a brow but then withdrew his hand from my mouth. "'ow much 'ave ye 'ad to drink?" he asked again.

I bit my lower lip in thought. "Well, just 'ow much was in yer liquor cabinet this afternoon?"

"About eight bottles of rum and three bottles of whiskey." He said, tallying up everything in his mind.

"Well, in that case, I drank much of the rum and a bottle of whiskey." I smiled.

"So ye drank almost all of it?" he asked.

I confirmed with a nod. "It was awfully good."

Jack's eyes narrowed at me as I continued to grin. "We better get back in there before they think ye actually did throw me down on the floor and…"

His hand clasped over my mouth once again. "Just don't say or do anything.. stupid." He warned, removing his hand from my mouth. He backed up from in front of me, still shaking a finger at me.

"I'll try, can't promise anythin' though."

I followed Jack back into the dining room. We continued to eat, almost every time I went to speak Jack kicked my shin under the table. I'd have to get him back for that later, it was a given. Elizabeth found it rather hilarious that I was drunk and asked if next time I decided to drink so much if she could join. She reminded me it was bad to drink alone. I guess having a husband and children has changed her views on drinking after all. Not long after dinner Jack decided to tell everyone I was under the weather and would have to leave immediately, nearly shoving me out of the door. The carriage ride home was a blur, as was most of the night. I knew what was going to happen when I started drinking, it was the most appealing thing of all. I was never able to say such things sober, but drunk I could say what ever I wanted with almost no consequence. I decided I'd have to try it again sometime and tell Valerie what I really thought of her and then let her answer to my two fists. Oh hell, I don't need to be drunk to tell her she is a good for nothing-bitchy ass whore. I'll have to remind myself when I sober up to tell her so. I passed out before I could mutter anything to her. Well, there's always tomorrow. Aye tomorrow.