Once Around the Ocean
Summary- Years after Jack Sparrow jumped off the cliff, he's encountered once again by an old friend, under similar circumstances
Authors Note- I know that Barbossa didn't really have a skull with him (you'll find out what I mean in the chapter) but he's holding it in the movies posters and banners etc., so just go along with it.
Disclaimer- Me? Own something this awesome? Never.
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Chapter Three
Jack remained in the position he was already in, gripping the bars in order to hold himself against them. His yelling automatically stopped among seeing WIll standing before him. Over the time since last seeing the other, both men were identically thinking on how the either had not changed in any way- physically that is.
" I'm beginning to notice a pettern in the way we encounter one another" he jumped back onto the straw scattered floor and strolled across the cell to the sone ledge and sat down, " perhaps next time you can be on the other side of the bars, hmm?".
Will ignored his ignorance, though didn't blame him for being so, " how are you Jack?".
He leaned forward on his knees, the eyes outlined by coal staring directly at him, " take a wild guess" he snarked, " I'm stuck in here, I'm hungry, my ships being bombarded by wig wearing clowns, I'm hungry, I'm under false accustion, and- I'm hungry".
" I'll get you out" Will muttered.
Jack got up, " see, it's all tihs, all over again. Forget it, they'll just hang my dead body for this one. Imagine it Will, I barely dock when I'm tackled and accused of murdering that Swann guys grandkid, must me Elizabeth's kid" the last part was rather quiet.
The very thought of Emily being dead sent a horrid chill down Will's spine, " yeah, it's her daughter".
Jack tweaked an eyebrow that disappeared under his bandana, " still see the girl?".
" It's my daughter too".
" I'll take that as a yes" he started at Will, who looked away for a silent moment, " why are you here? Because you think I took your daughter?".
" Because I know you didn't" Will glanced upward, " and I want you to help me find the person that did".
Jack gazed over his shoulder and around the cell, " well, she's not here, but I'll let you know if I see her".
" I'm serious".
" I know you are" he returned to the bars, " but you expect things to go back to the way they were? Remember, I'm a pirate".
Will eyes become more narrow, " I am too".
" No you're not, you're a blacksmith, and you said so yourself, years ago".
He backed away to where Jack wouldn't see his face, " I didn't mean what I said that day, not a word".
Jack slipped his hands through the gate and hung there, " that's not you Will, you speak your mind and nothing less" he always managed to keep a casual tone, no matter what the subject.
Will took a deep breath, " Elizabeth was pregnant, we had less than a minute to make a decision. Even if she was flexiable, I thought it was best for a baby, or a child. I was hoping you would understand".
It was, and Jack silently agreeded, as he done the last time this was in discussion. " You know, I would, but kids really don't like me, I think its the look I have going. I'm sure she'd be no different, whatever her name is".
" Emily" and with that strong voice, Will was facing him again, " her name is Emily, and she knows yours. If theres pirate in my blood, then it's the same in hers".
Upon seeing the deep expression of WIll, Jack not only realized the love this man had for his daughter, but the possible danger the young girl could be in. " Go back home Will" he calmsy ordered, " and stay there until dawn tomorrow morning".
He wasn't going to help, and that was Will's final thought. " Good bye Jack" and he simply left the way he came.
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" He said he wouldn't help, didn't he" those were Elizabeth's greeting words when she heard him walk in.
Will appeared before her in the living room, hours after leaving and wandering around town without a meaning after leaving the jail. The colors of the setting sun glowed against the walls. " No" he sat down next to her, " and if I were in his place, I would have had the same response''.
Elizabeth leaned against his shoulder, " did you try to explain it to him?" he nodded, " perhaps he needs time. After four years, he's back in prison and you appear out of nowhere with the situation you're in. Visit him again tomorrow afternoon, maybe things will be different".
" They will be, he'll be dead. It's like he wants his death to prove a point" Will leaned forward, knowing that was something in infamous Jack Sparrow would do, " I know all my concentraion should be on Emily, and it is, but......I don't know".
There was a dreadful pause. " Now that you mentioned Emily" he looked back at her, " do you remember Capitan Barbossa, and that skull he always had?".
He immediatly caught onto her lead, " Liz, Capitan Barbossa is dead, Jack killed him".
" Maybe so, but how can we be so certain of that?".
" We watched him die".
She too leaned into an identical position, " Jack had us out of that cave rather fast, what if he was still alive when we left? And he recovered? What if he's still alive now?".
Will nearly began laughing, " honey, I think you're just a little- overwhelmed".
" Will, we may not know much at this point, but I know that this morning, when you woke up, Emily was not in her bed, but a skull was. And that is the trademark of Barbossa. If not him, if maybe he really did die, which we do not know, then it's someone following very closely in that mans footsteps. Someone whom is most likely a pirate, someone Jack may know".
He was about to object to the fact that pirates may not be the ones responsible for their daughters kidnapping. Then again, pirates were the one of the two kinds of people found in Port Royal. And if a townie were to have done it, there would have been news by that hour. Will stared deeply into Elizabeth's eyes, the depth of their coloring. The last, and only other time, he had seen such a glare was the night in the cabin, when he was wrapping her injured hand. " He said to wait here".
" What?".
" Jack" he kenw the only thing she wanted other than her daughter, was the one man who could help them find her, " he told me to wait here until dawn".
Elizabeth shook her head in wonder, " why?" not like he had planned to go anywhere else.
Will shrugged, " never understood that man, but I've got the urge to trust him this time".
" You always did".
" Then there's no reason to not to now, I trusted him with you, I trust him with Emily".
She gently pushed him back against the cushion, indicating her slight relaxation and rested her head under his neck. " We have time, all we can do now is wait for that faith. Try and get some rest, she'll be fine'' untrusting as those final words were, it did the trick.
Moments later the two fell into a very uneasy slumber.
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"Come on Bootstrap, wake up and smell the sunshine" a raspy, yet soft toned voice twitched in his mind.
Will's eyes cracked open, it was more dark than it was light. But the outline of the man standing over him could not go unrecognized. " Jack?" he whispered, his voice still drowned in sleep.
" Get up, we gotta get a move on".
He looked down to see Elizabeth was still sleeping on him, " what are you talking about? Going where?".
" To get your daughter".
Summary- Years after Jack Sparrow jumped off the cliff, he's encountered once again by an old friend, under similar circumstances
Authors Note- I know that Barbossa didn't really have a skull with him (you'll find out what I mean in the chapter) but he's holding it in the movies posters and banners etc., so just go along with it.
Disclaimer- Me? Own something this awesome? Never.
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Chapter Three
Jack remained in the position he was already in, gripping the bars in order to hold himself against them. His yelling automatically stopped among seeing WIll standing before him. Over the time since last seeing the other, both men were identically thinking on how the either had not changed in any way- physically that is.
" I'm beginning to notice a pettern in the way we encounter one another" he jumped back onto the straw scattered floor and strolled across the cell to the sone ledge and sat down, " perhaps next time you can be on the other side of the bars, hmm?".
Will ignored his ignorance, though didn't blame him for being so, " how are you Jack?".
He leaned forward on his knees, the eyes outlined by coal staring directly at him, " take a wild guess" he snarked, " I'm stuck in here, I'm hungry, my ships being bombarded by wig wearing clowns, I'm hungry, I'm under false accustion, and- I'm hungry".
" I'll get you out" Will muttered.
Jack got up, " see, it's all tihs, all over again. Forget it, they'll just hang my dead body for this one. Imagine it Will, I barely dock when I'm tackled and accused of murdering that Swann guys grandkid, must me Elizabeth's kid" the last part was rather quiet.
The very thought of Emily being dead sent a horrid chill down Will's spine, " yeah, it's her daughter".
Jack tweaked an eyebrow that disappeared under his bandana, " still see the girl?".
" It's my daughter too".
" I'll take that as a yes" he started at Will, who looked away for a silent moment, " why are you here? Because you think I took your daughter?".
" Because I know you didn't" Will glanced upward, " and I want you to help me find the person that did".
Jack gazed over his shoulder and around the cell, " well, she's not here, but I'll let you know if I see her".
" I'm serious".
" I know you are" he returned to the bars, " but you expect things to go back to the way they were? Remember, I'm a pirate".
Will eyes become more narrow, " I am too".
" No you're not, you're a blacksmith, and you said so yourself, years ago".
He backed away to where Jack wouldn't see his face, " I didn't mean what I said that day, not a word".
Jack slipped his hands through the gate and hung there, " that's not you Will, you speak your mind and nothing less" he always managed to keep a casual tone, no matter what the subject.
Will took a deep breath, " Elizabeth was pregnant, we had less than a minute to make a decision. Even if she was flexiable, I thought it was best for a baby, or a child. I was hoping you would understand".
It was, and Jack silently agreeded, as he done the last time this was in discussion. " You know, I would, but kids really don't like me, I think its the look I have going. I'm sure she'd be no different, whatever her name is".
" Emily" and with that strong voice, Will was facing him again, " her name is Emily, and she knows yours. If theres pirate in my blood, then it's the same in hers".
Upon seeing the deep expression of WIll, Jack not only realized the love this man had for his daughter, but the possible danger the young girl could be in. " Go back home Will" he calmsy ordered, " and stay there until dawn tomorrow morning".
He wasn't going to help, and that was Will's final thought. " Good bye Jack" and he simply left the way he came.
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" He said he wouldn't help, didn't he" those were Elizabeth's greeting words when she heard him walk in.
Will appeared before her in the living room, hours after leaving and wandering around town without a meaning after leaving the jail. The colors of the setting sun glowed against the walls. " No" he sat down next to her, " and if I were in his place, I would have had the same response''.
Elizabeth leaned against his shoulder, " did you try to explain it to him?" he nodded, " perhaps he needs time. After four years, he's back in prison and you appear out of nowhere with the situation you're in. Visit him again tomorrow afternoon, maybe things will be different".
" They will be, he'll be dead. It's like he wants his death to prove a point" Will leaned forward, knowing that was something in infamous Jack Sparrow would do, " I know all my concentraion should be on Emily, and it is, but......I don't know".
There was a dreadful pause. " Now that you mentioned Emily" he looked back at her, " do you remember Capitan Barbossa, and that skull he always had?".
He immediatly caught onto her lead, " Liz, Capitan Barbossa is dead, Jack killed him".
" Maybe so, but how can we be so certain of that?".
" We watched him die".
She too leaned into an identical position, " Jack had us out of that cave rather fast, what if he was still alive when we left? And he recovered? What if he's still alive now?".
Will nearly began laughing, " honey, I think you're just a little- overwhelmed".
" Will, we may not know much at this point, but I know that this morning, when you woke up, Emily was not in her bed, but a skull was. And that is the trademark of Barbossa. If not him, if maybe he really did die, which we do not know, then it's someone following very closely in that mans footsteps. Someone whom is most likely a pirate, someone Jack may know".
He was about to object to the fact that pirates may not be the ones responsible for their daughters kidnapping. Then again, pirates were the one of the two kinds of people found in Port Royal. And if a townie were to have done it, there would have been news by that hour. Will stared deeply into Elizabeth's eyes, the depth of their coloring. The last, and only other time, he had seen such a glare was the night in the cabin, when he was wrapping her injured hand. " He said to wait here".
" What?".
" Jack" he kenw the only thing she wanted other than her daughter, was the one man who could help them find her, " he told me to wait here until dawn".
Elizabeth shook her head in wonder, " why?" not like he had planned to go anywhere else.
Will shrugged, " never understood that man, but I've got the urge to trust him this time".
" You always did".
" Then there's no reason to not to now, I trusted him with you, I trust him with Emily".
She gently pushed him back against the cushion, indicating her slight relaxation and rested her head under his neck. " We have time, all we can do now is wait for that faith. Try and get some rest, she'll be fine'' untrusting as those final words were, it did the trick.
Moments later the two fell into a very uneasy slumber.
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"Come on Bootstrap, wake up and smell the sunshine" a raspy, yet soft toned voice twitched in his mind.
Will's eyes cracked open, it was more dark than it was light. But the outline of the man standing over him could not go unrecognized. " Jack?" he whispered, his voice still drowned in sleep.
" Get up, we gotta get a move on".
He looked down to see Elizabeth was still sleeping on him, " what are you talking about? Going where?".
" To get your daughter".