Chapter Thirteen- The End, Savvy?
Will and Victoria swam farther out into the ocean. "Where are they?"
Vicky giggled, pointing to Jack's hat floating on the water.
"Oh good God, can't they wait to get back to the Pearl?"
"...You expect two people like them who haven't even kissed before to wait any longer?"
Francesca and Jack came up for air. "Hello. Francesca and I are just..."
"Yes we know exactly what you were up to," laughed Will, "Let's get to the Pearl now."
Will and Vic were pulled aboard. Gibbs greeted them, "Well you've picked the blacksmith, have you, Victoria?"
"He's not a blacksmith," said Vicky, taking off Will's hat, "He's a pirate."
Jack and Francesca swung aboard on the same rope. "You're right, Jack- much more enjoyable."
"So you're calling me Jack now?"
"I can call you whatever I want," she said, bringing him in for a kiss. The pirates cheered.
Jack turned to Mr. Gibbs. "I thought you were supposed to keep to the code."
"We figured they were more actual…guidelines."
"I'll be getting some clothes in our cabin," said Francesca, Will and Vicky following her.
Anamaria put Jack's coat on his shoulders, "Captain Sparrow...the Black Pearl is yours."
Jack walked to the helm, moving his hands over the wood affectionately. He noticed the crew was still staring at him, pulling himself together. "On deck you scabrous dogs! Man the braces!"
Francesca and Victoria didn't recognize their surroundings until they heard Vicky's dog barking from the backyard. The DVD player was whirring and they sat in the middle of her living room in front of the television.
"Francesca...I can't believe it! That couldn't have been a dream!"
"Well...shit. Not fair."
"...The movie's almost over anyway."
Jack hummed to himself. "...and really bad eggs,"
Vic pointed to his neck, "Francesca!" Her necklace was around Jack's neck.
Francesca reached to her own neck, "Oh m..."
Jack looked directly at Francesca, "You ready, love?" The room flashed between Vicky's house and the Black Pearl. This was it- their choice between reality and...well, reality. They nodded in agreement. Vicky held onto Francesca's hand, Francesca reaching out for Jack's. Jack took her hand with half-smile. "Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho."