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Thank You:
*Dana-Black for reviewing and keep your hat on-He's comin!
*Skyler VonDetton- Thank you SO much! I love your work and it makes me feel great that you like my work. Please hurry with an update to your story! Its really great, and to tell you the truth the only Will story I've read seeing as I'm a Huge Jack fan.
*Lenore Raven- Eeep! I do love my life and I'm sorry I haven't updated. Even though I know where I want to go with this story its hard to write of the top of me skull. I've been trying to stop writing in my classes and actually *gasp* pay attention...I might actually pass Chemistry that way
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Nightmares
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"The BRIG?! Thats a tad harsh." Tasmin said looking to where Jack Sparrow was standing at the helm. Even Anamaria nodded as she pulled a thick needle through ebony sails that, in River's opinion, looked as though they couldn't be fixed. A tall blond pirate walked past them, his hands where grimy but that didn't stop him from pinching Tasmins bum. "Touch me one more time ye scallywag and ye wont walk for a week!" She yelled out at him as he walked away sniggering, even though she had a small smile on her face.
"Tasmin stop ye bloody yellin and get the lass a bucket and scrub!" Jack yelled from the helm. Tasmin rolled her eyes and went to look for an empty bucket and such.
"He's jest trying to get to ye." Anamaria said not looking up from the sails she was mending with her focus. "BLOODY HELL!" She yelled out making River jump. Anamaria's finger was bleeding slightly. River looked at her in question. "I pricked me finger." Anamaria said sticking the finger in her mouth and standing up, letting the sails and thick wire fall from her lap. "Jack!"
"Captain, love, its Captain Jack." He corrected.
"I'm not doin no more o' this bloody lady work. Get someone else to mend yer bloody sail." She glowered. "You can ye sew?" Anamaria turned to River who had remain silent, just wanting to get to the scrubbing or what not.
"I guess a little- though we used the sewing machines more then needle and thread." River looked at Anamaria so she didn't have to look at Jack.
"Well great you can do it and I'll clean the bloody brig!" She walked past River and grabbed the cleaning supplies from Tasmin, who had just come back on deck and after watching Anamaira walk down below deck she looked about with a confused face, she shrugged and started getting to the work she was meant to do. River leaned down and picked up the black sails, wire and large needle. She started trying to get the wire through the hole at the top of the needle, biting down on her toung gently with concentration.
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"I'm so tired. This bloody dream is WAY to tiring for its own good." River clamped her hand over her mouth as she noticed she had used the word 'bloody'. It was a pirate word for Gods sake! Jack chuckled,he had noticed it to then.
"Tis no dream love." He opened the door to his cabin and waited for her to walk in first. River watched him skeptically before walking back into the room she had woken up in. "I have a bit more work to finish on deck." He paused. "Ye have any close to change into fer to night?" He asked looking her body over with a smile. River thought a moment and decided she would be more comfortable in here jeans then the tight pirate pants.
"Possibly." She said halfheartedly. He shrugged his shoulders and left the room. She looked at the door for a couple more minuets trying to decide if he would come back in while she was getting changed. Finding that it was quiet, apart from the people still working on deck and the rough splashing from the storm brewing above. It was raining outside and dark. And seeing as she didn't know how to handle a boat, much less during a storm, Jack had agreed it was time for her to be getting to bed. She changed into her shorts feeling much better being in something familiar, she kept the pirate shirt on and crawled into the bed pulling the blankets to her chin, she still shivered. River removed her glasses from her nose and put them on the small table next to the bed before crawling to the other end of the wall and pressing herself as far as she could against the wall, leaving Jack with plenty of room for when he would come back down, that way he wouldn't have to touch her. She couldn't help but jump as the door creaked open and Jack came back in sopping wet, his shirt clinging to his tanned skin and becoming almost transparent. River pulled her eyes shut quickly hoping that he would think she was asleep. She listened as she heard his shirt drop to the floor and splash the excess water on the wood surrounding it. She cringed slightly as the bed creaked under his weight and knocked a couple strands of her hair lose.
"Hope I didn't work ye to hard today love." She stiffened as he brushed away the hair that was in her face. "I know your bloody well awake." She squinted one eye open to see Jack watching her with a smile. "Woman don't usually cringe when I touch them." He stated pointedly, his deep eyes searching hers. She kept her own eyes empty, hiding all of her pain into the deepest corners of her mind and leaving her body numb. Rivers eyes moved away from Jacks, his where a bit different and seemed to able to penetrate her carefully guarded force field.
"I didn't work to hard." She said truthfully, all she had been able to do was mend to sails. Of course that left her enough work and some nice finger pricks. The cat-calls from the crew hadn't helped much either. He watched her a few moments thinking intently, she felt uncomfortable under his gaze.
Jack decided to take a chance, and see if she would tell him anything if he pissed her off enough. His second plan was to get her drunk as hell. Rum was, by far, one of his best friends. Her moved his hands under the blanket, one of them gently touching Rivers thigh- he was surprised to feel her flesh under his finger tips. River shivered violently and he moved his hand away noticing her chin quivering like a childs. She didn't say anything though, only a small whimper escaped her lips before she clamped her mouth shut and clinched her teeth. Jack nodded thoughtfully and shrugged before turning his back to her and blowing out the last candle that remained alight. River sat as still as possible, not being able to sleep. She noticed that Jacks breathing had evened out and that he was still, she didn't even realize that she had fallen asleep.
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Dreams....
"Dustin? Where are we going?" River was all laughs as Dustin entwined his fingers into hers and lead her up a weed ridden sidewalk.
"Its just a little haunted house." He assured. "More than ghost in these old hollow walls." Dustin lead her to the back door and look around the dusty floor carefully before bending down and picking up a mat that was concealing a old fashion key. "I knew it was here." He said turning to look into her eyes. He turned back and slipped the key into the doors lock and grinned with satisfaction as the door slid open. He pulled River in laughing and she even gave a laugh, knowing they weren't supposed to be here.
"Love?" No, that wasn't right. Dustin never said that.. "Love wake up! Yer having a nightmare."
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Jack woke up to someone thrashing in the bed next to him. He moved his head in time as a arm flailed hitting the pillow where his head had been moments before. He stared wide eyed as she kept twisting and withering in the blankets until they were wrapped around her like a tight cocoon.
"No!" She wailed as tears starting sliding down her pale face. He could tell she was trying to keep fighting but her arms where trapped to her body by the blankets.
"Love?" He asked timidly hoping she would wake up, the whole thing was a little unnerving. "Love wake up! Yer having a nightmare." He yelled out to her as a giant sob escaped her mouth in pure terror. He placed his hands on her shoulders and shook her to wake her up, he didn't stop until she opened her eyes in fright and looked around, a small scream escaped her as she looked up to see Jack, before his hand clamped over her mouth.
"Now I know I'm no beauty when I wake in the morn, but ye don't need to scream." He said quitely waiting for her to calm down. Rivers hair was damp from sweat, but she started to breath regularly after remembering she was far away from Dustin. She was stilled wide eyed as Jack started to move his hand away from her mouth, his fingers brushed quickly over her lips. "No screamin'?" She nodded her head and took a deep breath to slow her racing heart. "Want to tell me what has you screaming when you barely said two words the whole day?" He asked looking at her, he was propped up on his elbow, so he towered above her.
"I..I.." She paused thinking..."It was nothing, just a stupid nightmare." She quickly composed herself pulling her 'Great Wall of China' back around her, the fear that had been in her eyes disappeared right in front of Jacks stare, and was replaced by emptiness and a hollow feeling that almost gave Jack chills. She then notice how close he still was and that her body was still bound by not Dustin, but the retched blankets. "Help." She said quietly, it was a snitch below a whisper, and she was trying desperately but without success to loosen the blankets. Jack cracked a grin and pulled the edge of the blanket with such force she was rolled over to his side of the bed, the blanket was still in his grasp. River cringed and scooted back to her side quivering against the wall she clinched her eyes closed.
Jack shrugged for the hundredth time that day and snapped the blanket so that it fell over her once again.
"Night love." He turned to face the opposite direction and closed his eyes, but didn't fall asleep.
"Goodnight Captain Sparrow." River whispered inaudibly trying to fall back asleep but it wouldn't happen. Jack couldn't help but feel he was breaking through that strong wall she had up, she did after all, almost tell him about the nightmare. Neither of them could fall back asleep for fear that another dreadful nightmare would cause River to go crazy once again.
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Ugg- This story is going no place to slow...Lol it will get better I promise. Its just that she kinda needs to feel safe before she can be an open book. Please tell me what you think...But only nice criticism if it needs it. Seeing as I don't take things lightly. Bottle of rum to reviews then! Oh and I have no intention of leaving this with a perfect ending, but maybe a little surpize at the end...[Insert evil laugh here]
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Thank You:
*Dana-Black for reviewing and keep your hat on-He's comin!
*Skyler VonDetton- Thank you SO much! I love your work and it makes me feel great that you like my work. Please hurry with an update to your story! Its really great, and to tell you the truth the only Will story I've read seeing as I'm a Huge Jack fan.
*Lenore Raven- Eeep! I do love my life and I'm sorry I haven't updated. Even though I know where I want to go with this story its hard to write of the top of me skull. I've been trying to stop writing in my classes and actually *gasp* pay attention...I might actually pass Chemistry that way
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Nightmares
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"The BRIG?! Thats a tad harsh." Tasmin said looking to where Jack Sparrow was standing at the helm. Even Anamaria nodded as she pulled a thick needle through ebony sails that, in River's opinion, looked as though they couldn't be fixed. A tall blond pirate walked past them, his hands where grimy but that didn't stop him from pinching Tasmins bum. "Touch me one more time ye scallywag and ye wont walk for a week!" She yelled out at him as he walked away sniggering, even though she had a small smile on her face.
"Tasmin stop ye bloody yellin and get the lass a bucket and scrub!" Jack yelled from the helm. Tasmin rolled her eyes and went to look for an empty bucket and such.
"He's jest trying to get to ye." Anamaria said not looking up from the sails she was mending with her focus. "BLOODY HELL!" She yelled out making River jump. Anamaria's finger was bleeding slightly. River looked at her in question. "I pricked me finger." Anamaria said sticking the finger in her mouth and standing up, letting the sails and thick wire fall from her lap. "Jack!"
"Captain, love, its Captain Jack." He corrected.
"I'm not doin no more o' this bloody lady work. Get someone else to mend yer bloody sail." She glowered. "You can ye sew?" Anamaria turned to River who had remain silent, just wanting to get to the scrubbing or what not.
"I guess a little- though we used the sewing machines more then needle and thread." River looked at Anamaria so she didn't have to look at Jack.
"Well great you can do it and I'll clean the bloody brig!" She walked past River and grabbed the cleaning supplies from Tasmin, who had just come back on deck and after watching Anamaira walk down below deck she looked about with a confused face, she shrugged and started getting to the work she was meant to do. River leaned down and picked up the black sails, wire and large needle. She started trying to get the wire through the hole at the top of the needle, biting down on her toung gently with concentration.
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"I'm so tired. This bloody dream is WAY to tiring for its own good." River clamped her hand over her mouth as she noticed she had used the word 'bloody'. It was a pirate word for Gods sake! Jack chuckled,he had noticed it to then.
"Tis no dream love." He opened the door to his cabin and waited for her to walk in first. River watched him skeptically before walking back into the room she had woken up in. "I have a bit more work to finish on deck." He paused. "Ye have any close to change into fer to night?" He asked looking her body over with a smile. River thought a moment and decided she would be more comfortable in here jeans then the tight pirate pants.
"Possibly." She said halfheartedly. He shrugged his shoulders and left the room. She looked at the door for a couple more minuets trying to decide if he would come back in while she was getting changed. Finding that it was quiet, apart from the people still working on deck and the rough splashing from the storm brewing above. It was raining outside and dark. And seeing as she didn't know how to handle a boat, much less during a storm, Jack had agreed it was time for her to be getting to bed. She changed into her shorts feeling much better being in something familiar, she kept the pirate shirt on and crawled into the bed pulling the blankets to her chin, she still shivered. River removed her glasses from her nose and put them on the small table next to the bed before crawling to the other end of the wall and pressing herself as far as she could against the wall, leaving Jack with plenty of room for when he would come back down, that way he wouldn't have to touch her. She couldn't help but jump as the door creaked open and Jack came back in sopping wet, his shirt clinging to his tanned skin and becoming almost transparent. River pulled her eyes shut quickly hoping that he would think she was asleep. She listened as she heard his shirt drop to the floor and splash the excess water on the wood surrounding it. She cringed slightly as the bed creaked under his weight and knocked a couple strands of her hair lose.
"Hope I didn't work ye to hard today love." She stiffened as he brushed away the hair that was in her face. "I know your bloody well awake." She squinted one eye open to see Jack watching her with a smile. "Woman don't usually cringe when I touch them." He stated pointedly, his deep eyes searching hers. She kept her own eyes empty, hiding all of her pain into the deepest corners of her mind and leaving her body numb. Rivers eyes moved away from Jacks, his where a bit different and seemed to able to penetrate her carefully guarded force field.
"I didn't work to hard." She said truthfully, all she had been able to do was mend to sails. Of course that left her enough work and some nice finger pricks. The cat-calls from the crew hadn't helped much either. He watched her a few moments thinking intently, she felt uncomfortable under his gaze.
Jack decided to take a chance, and see if she would tell him anything if he pissed her off enough. His second plan was to get her drunk as hell. Rum was, by far, one of his best friends. Her moved his hands under the blanket, one of them gently touching Rivers thigh- he was surprised to feel her flesh under his finger tips. River shivered violently and he moved his hand away noticing her chin quivering like a childs. She didn't say anything though, only a small whimper escaped her lips before she clamped her mouth shut and clinched her teeth. Jack nodded thoughtfully and shrugged before turning his back to her and blowing out the last candle that remained alight. River sat as still as possible, not being able to sleep. She noticed that Jacks breathing had evened out and that he was still, she didn't even realize that she had fallen asleep.
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Dreams....
"Dustin? Where are we going?" River was all laughs as Dustin entwined his fingers into hers and lead her up a weed ridden sidewalk.
"Its just a little haunted house." He assured. "More than ghost in these old hollow walls." Dustin lead her to the back door and look around the dusty floor carefully before bending down and picking up a mat that was concealing a old fashion key. "I knew it was here." He said turning to look into her eyes. He turned back and slipped the key into the doors lock and grinned with satisfaction as the door slid open. He pulled River in laughing and she even gave a laugh, knowing they weren't supposed to be here.
"Love?" No, that wasn't right. Dustin never said that.. "Love wake up! Yer having a nightmare."
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Jack woke up to someone thrashing in the bed next to him. He moved his head in time as a arm flailed hitting the pillow where his head had been moments before. He stared wide eyed as she kept twisting and withering in the blankets until they were wrapped around her like a tight cocoon.
"No!" She wailed as tears starting sliding down her pale face. He could tell she was trying to keep fighting but her arms where trapped to her body by the blankets.
"Love?" He asked timidly hoping she would wake up, the whole thing was a little unnerving. "Love wake up! Yer having a nightmare." He yelled out to her as a giant sob escaped her mouth in pure terror. He placed his hands on her shoulders and shook her to wake her up, he didn't stop until she opened her eyes in fright and looked around, a small scream escaped her as she looked up to see Jack, before his hand clamped over her mouth.
"Now I know I'm no beauty when I wake in the morn, but ye don't need to scream." He said quitely waiting for her to calm down. Rivers hair was damp from sweat, but she started to breath regularly after remembering she was far away from Dustin. She was stilled wide eyed as Jack started to move his hand away from her mouth, his fingers brushed quickly over her lips. "No screamin'?" She nodded her head and took a deep breath to slow her racing heart. "Want to tell me what has you screaming when you barely said two words the whole day?" He asked looking at her, he was propped up on his elbow, so he towered above her.
"I..I.." She paused thinking..."It was nothing, just a stupid nightmare." She quickly composed herself pulling her 'Great Wall of China' back around her, the fear that had been in her eyes disappeared right in front of Jacks stare, and was replaced by emptiness and a hollow feeling that almost gave Jack chills. She then notice how close he still was and that her body was still bound by not Dustin, but the retched blankets. "Help." She said quietly, it was a snitch below a whisper, and she was trying desperately but without success to loosen the blankets. Jack cracked a grin and pulled the edge of the blanket with such force she was rolled over to his side of the bed, the blanket was still in his grasp. River cringed and scooted back to her side quivering against the wall she clinched her eyes closed.
Jack shrugged for the hundredth time that day and snapped the blanket so that it fell over her once again.
"Night love." He turned to face the opposite direction and closed his eyes, but didn't fall asleep.
"Goodnight Captain Sparrow." River whispered inaudibly trying to fall back asleep but it wouldn't happen. Jack couldn't help but feel he was breaking through that strong wall she had up, she did after all, almost tell him about the nightmare. Neither of them could fall back asleep for fear that another dreadful nightmare would cause River to go crazy once again.
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Ugg- This story is going no place to slow...Lol it will get better I promise. Its just that she kinda needs to feel safe before she can be an open book. Please tell me what you think...But only nice criticism if it needs it. Seeing as I don't take things lightly. Bottle of rum to reviews then! Oh and I have no intention of leaving this with a perfect ending, but maybe a little surpize at the end...[Insert evil laugh here]