Authors Note- I hope everyone had a nice Christmas, and other holidays I
can't spell. I'm going to try to get the last chapter of this story in
before the New Year.
Bonus Question- Where's this from?- " Are you calling me out?".
Chapter Nineteen
Jack froze, feeling the pistol's barrel between his shoulder blades. He wasn't armed, not even prepared as he usually was, he just wasn't in that state of mind. Really all he could do was pray that Anamaria wasn't too far away.
" I'm not going to hurt the girl" he choked, referring to the one who was currently holding Lucy.
There was a low chuckle, " I know your motives Sparrow, you've gotten dumb luck in the past, but you're fresh out this time".
Norrington, he'd know that cruel tone anywhere. That, and he was the only man who wasted time reminding Jack for the lack of intelligence he has had in the past, or at least the one that was still alive.
But he actually felt a grin tugging at his cheeks, " killing me won't make her your daughter..or your wife".
" Nor yours".
" Well at least I don't waste time in fantasies, that's just too pathetic" he really was walking a fine line at the moment.
Footsteps from the corridor grew louder- then stopped. " Madam would care to see the child". But to him, it didn't sound right, the voice was too familiar- too rough for a girl. Anamaria, playing a trick, and Norrington, not noticing.
" Very well" Norrington said, indicating that he had some employment at that mansion, " come along Sparrow" he grabbed Jack's shirt collar.
" I have a first name you know" he muttered as he was dragged towards the exit. As he was pulled through the doorway, another force attempted to whip him back, " will you make up your mind?!".
Anamaria yanked him back into the nursery, where the woman reacted once again. " Thought you'd be smarter than that one James" she said.
Everyone there was only a dark outline, no features or other details could be seen. " Honestly Commodore, what do you have to gain from any of this?".
" Your misery is enough for me" he had no idea Jack was blocking Anamaria's actions, " and if we're lucky, your death as well".
The woman who had been holding Lucy leaped upwards and sprang through them and out of the room unharmed and hardly noticed. Norrington must have assumed Lucy went with her, however, the other two knew she was in Anamaria's arms.
" Funny" Jack snarled, " I've been doing that to you for years, all without intention too".
There was a laugh, " if true Sparrow, I won't be doing the dying around here".
Jack glanced merely over his shoulder to see Anamaria holding Lucy. At least he knew she could get away, if worse came to worse.
" So this marks the end of the infamous Capitan" the gun could be seen raising in the air.
" NO!" a scream, an ear piercing, blood thrasing scream erupted, shuddering Jack's nerves.
There were random noises, then a gun shot, another one. And yet, he felt no pain, no bullet had hit him. Two thuds, and Norrington's figure had fallen to the floor. But there was someone else.
" You alright?" he asked in a pant over his shoulder.
" Yeah, fine" Anamaria's voice quivered.
" Hurry, get out of here, run back to the ship".
With Luck in arm, she leapt across the room, and he heard her footsteps down the staircase. Jack knelt onto the wooden floor, his fingers on Norrington's neck. A weak pulse, not like it mattered.
There was a woman's groan.
He crawled over to the other body, and that's when he knew it was her- " Elizabeth" he gasped.
" I-I'm so sorry" she winced.
One arm rested under her neck, the other on her abdomen. He felt a warm liquid secreting in a small river- her blood.
" It's alright, it's alright" he peeled off his coat, firmly wrapping it over her wound, " don't speak".
Gently hushing her, Jack lifted Elizabeth from the floor and quickly exited the mansion.
Bonus Question- Where's this from?- " Are you calling me out?".
Chapter Nineteen
Jack froze, feeling the pistol's barrel between his shoulder blades. He wasn't armed, not even prepared as he usually was, he just wasn't in that state of mind. Really all he could do was pray that Anamaria wasn't too far away.
" I'm not going to hurt the girl" he choked, referring to the one who was currently holding Lucy.
There was a low chuckle, " I know your motives Sparrow, you've gotten dumb luck in the past, but you're fresh out this time".
Norrington, he'd know that cruel tone anywhere. That, and he was the only man who wasted time reminding Jack for the lack of intelligence he has had in the past, or at least the one that was still alive.
But he actually felt a grin tugging at his cheeks, " killing me won't make her your daughter..or your wife".
" Nor yours".
" Well at least I don't waste time in fantasies, that's just too pathetic" he really was walking a fine line at the moment.
Footsteps from the corridor grew louder- then stopped. " Madam would care to see the child". But to him, it didn't sound right, the voice was too familiar- too rough for a girl. Anamaria, playing a trick, and Norrington, not noticing.
" Very well" Norrington said, indicating that he had some employment at that mansion, " come along Sparrow" he grabbed Jack's shirt collar.
" I have a first name you know" he muttered as he was dragged towards the exit. As he was pulled through the doorway, another force attempted to whip him back, " will you make up your mind?!".
Anamaria yanked him back into the nursery, where the woman reacted once again. " Thought you'd be smarter than that one James" she said.
Everyone there was only a dark outline, no features or other details could be seen. " Honestly Commodore, what do you have to gain from any of this?".
" Your misery is enough for me" he had no idea Jack was blocking Anamaria's actions, " and if we're lucky, your death as well".
The woman who had been holding Lucy leaped upwards and sprang through them and out of the room unharmed and hardly noticed. Norrington must have assumed Lucy went with her, however, the other two knew she was in Anamaria's arms.
" Funny" Jack snarled, " I've been doing that to you for years, all without intention too".
There was a laugh, " if true Sparrow, I won't be doing the dying around here".
Jack glanced merely over his shoulder to see Anamaria holding Lucy. At least he knew she could get away, if worse came to worse.
" So this marks the end of the infamous Capitan" the gun could be seen raising in the air.
" NO!" a scream, an ear piercing, blood thrasing scream erupted, shuddering Jack's nerves.
There were random noises, then a gun shot, another one. And yet, he felt no pain, no bullet had hit him. Two thuds, and Norrington's figure had fallen to the floor. But there was someone else.
" You alright?" he asked in a pant over his shoulder.
" Yeah, fine" Anamaria's voice quivered.
" Hurry, get out of here, run back to the ship".
With Luck in arm, she leapt across the room, and he heard her footsteps down the staircase. Jack knelt onto the wooden floor, his fingers on Norrington's neck. A weak pulse, not like it mattered.
There was a woman's groan.
He crawled over to the other body, and that's when he knew it was her- " Elizabeth" he gasped.
" I-I'm so sorry" she winced.
One arm rested under her neck, the other on her abdomen. He felt a warm liquid secreting in a small river- her blood.
" It's alright, it's alright" he peeled off his coat, firmly wrapping it over her wound, " don't speak".
Gently hushing her, Jack lifted Elizabeth from the floor and quickly exited the mansion.