"That-thing-I-said-I'd-never-mention": Okay I saw Pirates TWICE in the same weekend! So I am very full of Ideas and Jack Sparrow sayings. (Hey Sarah! "Ahh where's Dear William?") lol
A/n: To my Reveiwers,
LoniGirl: I'm sorry I didn't put you in my talkbacks before! I am very glad your not mad at me, It won't happen again! *Wink*
Child of the Wolves: Yes Elizabeth is smarter than she looks, which is a good deal better than looking smarter than you are. *Giggles* She gets a whole batch of cookies, and brownies to boot. *Laughs* I better not feed her TOO much or she might not fit into her corset.
blondetennischick900: Oh it's quiet alright! And if I am 'remebering" Correctly then I was the one who said I had a spelling Disorder. *Wink* And I a SO glad your comming back for more! I hope I keep up with yours and everyone elses Expectations! lol
SuziWan: Thanks! I am glad you like it too!! :)
Chapter Eight: Bloody Pirates
Dane opened the Captain's quater door with a bang.
"Jack Sparrow..." She said in a angery hiss, "Why I oughta-"
Jack sitting at the table, looked past Dane to Elizabeth and grinned rougishly.
"Elizabeth, Luv!" he said standing and going to her with hands held out wide, "Now how's our dear william?"
Elizabeth, though very surprised, gave Jack a Poliet hug, as old friends do, "He's now the Blacksmith, instead of working for one." she said with a light smile, "I didn't expect you to be on here."
Dane sat down at the table putting her feet up, "Well, you weren't to know *anyways*, at least that was the plan, Jack!" She said glareing at th older pirate.
"Darlin' Elizabeth 'ere is a old friend, and would *never* Betray us!" he said leaning forward in a usal drunk manner and pushing her feet off the table. "Now Elizabeth luv, I need a favor from our dear Will..." he said leading her aside.
Dane gave a defeated sigh and put her head in her arms on the table.
"Bloody pirates!"
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Elizabeth lurched forward as the carriage stopped in front of the Blacksmith shop, She brought herself out gently, hating the corset she wore. Ever since her faint, she didn't wear it as tight, but regretfuly, she still wore one.
She fanned herself lightly, walking inside. Excessive heat, and Clang on a hammer on anvil, didn't help from comming inside from a hot summer day in the Caribbean.
"Miss Elizabeth?" Elizabeth let out a yelp, and turned to find Robert with a small grin on his face, "You alright?"
"Where's Will?" She asked
Robert grinned like a cheshire cat, and he shrugged, "He went out to get some supplies... Can I help you?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Ah, no... When will he be back?" Robert raised a eyebrow, 'Didn't think so...' he though to himself, but to Elizabeth he shrugged again, "Dunno miss... He'll be back soon, I guess."
"Tell him to meet me at the dock tonight, We'er to meet an old friend."
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At dinner that night she glared at Jack from across the table. She stired her soup while giving Jack a stare that would frezze boiling water. Jack, being the 'calm and composed' Gentalman he is, (A/n: WINK) Threw down his spoon and stared her eye for eye,
"What?"
"You are by any doubt, the most ignort pirate I have ever seen!" Dane said lightly staring down at her soup, "And trust me, I've seen ALOT of stupid pirates!!" She added, raising her voice slightly.
Jack laughed, "Oh, is that all, luv?" He leaned forward, pushing his bowl as well, "Listen, My crew needs to be well fitted, and Saving the brats just happen to come into the bargain. You didn't really think I came here for them?"
Dane narrowed her eyes, and she heard Mercy whine from the floor. She stood, still glareing at the Pirate Captain, before leaving.
Jack looked down at Mercy who whined again, "Oh don't you start, you mangy curr."
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Dane fingered the yellow tear-shaped jewel around her neak. She swung gently in her hammock, tears falling from her eyes, memoried falling from her heart.
'Your too soft for this pirate life...'
Captain Spane's taunting voice echoed through her mind, making her stomache churn with anger and hurt. The same words Captain Spane had told her when she first got on his ship.
'Your too soft...'
The same evil whisper floated though her mind until she turned over angerly. Images of the woman and the child, that the men had killed floated through her mind now, mingled with her own screams.
She sat up, suddenly flipping out of her hammock and falling to the ground. She sat up teary eyed, with a smarting nose and chin. As she rubbed her aching chin she noticed that durning her fall she had hit a board with her foot, and it had split in half.
"WHICH explains *WHY* my foot BLOOODY hurts!" she screamed, angery at the world because the pirate upstairs isn't what she thought he was. She sat back against the wall crying, and in pain.
After twenty minutes she looked down with amazment that a board of the Black Pearl would snap so easily. She bent down nd looked at it.
Fitting both peaices together she could read the name, "Bill Turner" She looked inside the hole that the removed board had left.
Still frowning, but barely feeling the pain from her fall she reached in a pulled out some strange but interesting things.
A ripped letter that looked worn and loved, along with two small painted pictures. One was of a small boy with brown eyes and brown hair sitting on a blue cushion with a large grin on his face. Dane raises her eyebrows, Pirates rarely cared for any of their childaren, but this one kept a small painting, though poorly done, of him in a sercet compartment? WHo was Bill Turner anyway?
Bill? Was that short for William? Didn't Jack say that name eailer to Elizabeth?
She snorted, if he was one of Jack's friends she wouldn't have anything to do with him. She threw the rest of Bill Turner's things down, and pulled her knees under her. That's when she noticed the second picture...
It was her mother.
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OKAY! It's not what you think, unless your thinking Dane is a real BRAT right about now. I think myself she has kinda of a temper and Sluks WAY too much. What I mean is It is NOT going to turn out Mary-sueish. Trust me again! PLU-LEASE!
Tilly
A/n: To my Reveiwers,
LoniGirl: I'm sorry I didn't put you in my talkbacks before! I am very glad your not mad at me, It won't happen again! *Wink*
Child of the Wolves: Yes Elizabeth is smarter than she looks, which is a good deal better than looking smarter than you are. *Giggles* She gets a whole batch of cookies, and brownies to boot. *Laughs* I better not feed her TOO much or she might not fit into her corset.
blondetennischick900: Oh it's quiet alright! And if I am 'remebering" Correctly then I was the one who said I had a spelling Disorder. *Wink* And I a SO glad your comming back for more! I hope I keep up with yours and everyone elses Expectations! lol
SuziWan: Thanks! I am glad you like it too!! :)
Chapter Eight: Bloody Pirates
Dane opened the Captain's quater door with a bang.
"Jack Sparrow..." She said in a angery hiss, "Why I oughta-"
Jack sitting at the table, looked past Dane to Elizabeth and grinned rougishly.
"Elizabeth, Luv!" he said standing and going to her with hands held out wide, "Now how's our dear william?"
Elizabeth, though very surprised, gave Jack a Poliet hug, as old friends do, "He's now the Blacksmith, instead of working for one." she said with a light smile, "I didn't expect you to be on here."
Dane sat down at the table putting her feet up, "Well, you weren't to know *anyways*, at least that was the plan, Jack!" She said glareing at th older pirate.
"Darlin' Elizabeth 'ere is a old friend, and would *never* Betray us!" he said leaning forward in a usal drunk manner and pushing her feet off the table. "Now Elizabeth luv, I need a favor from our dear Will..." he said leading her aside.
Dane gave a defeated sigh and put her head in her arms on the table.
"Bloody pirates!"
__________________________________________
Elizabeth lurched forward as the carriage stopped in front of the Blacksmith shop, She brought herself out gently, hating the corset she wore. Ever since her faint, she didn't wear it as tight, but regretfuly, she still wore one.
She fanned herself lightly, walking inside. Excessive heat, and Clang on a hammer on anvil, didn't help from comming inside from a hot summer day in the Caribbean.
"Miss Elizabeth?" Elizabeth let out a yelp, and turned to find Robert with a small grin on his face, "You alright?"
"Where's Will?" She asked
Robert grinned like a cheshire cat, and he shrugged, "He went out to get some supplies... Can I help you?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, "Ah, no... When will he be back?" Robert raised a eyebrow, 'Didn't think so...' he though to himself, but to Elizabeth he shrugged again, "Dunno miss... He'll be back soon, I guess."
"Tell him to meet me at the dock tonight, We'er to meet an old friend."
___________________________________________
At dinner that night she glared at Jack from across the table. She stired her soup while giving Jack a stare that would frezze boiling water. Jack, being the 'calm and composed' Gentalman he is, (A/n: WINK) Threw down his spoon and stared her eye for eye,
"What?"
"You are by any doubt, the most ignort pirate I have ever seen!" Dane said lightly staring down at her soup, "And trust me, I've seen ALOT of stupid pirates!!" She added, raising her voice slightly.
Jack laughed, "Oh, is that all, luv?" He leaned forward, pushing his bowl as well, "Listen, My crew needs to be well fitted, and Saving the brats just happen to come into the bargain. You didn't really think I came here for them?"
Dane narrowed her eyes, and she heard Mercy whine from the floor. She stood, still glareing at the Pirate Captain, before leaving.
Jack looked down at Mercy who whined again, "Oh don't you start, you mangy curr."
__________________________________________
Dane fingered the yellow tear-shaped jewel around her neak. She swung gently in her hammock, tears falling from her eyes, memoried falling from her heart.
'Your too soft for this pirate life...'
Captain Spane's taunting voice echoed through her mind, making her stomache churn with anger and hurt. The same words Captain Spane had told her when she first got on his ship.
'Your too soft...'
The same evil whisper floated though her mind until she turned over angerly. Images of the woman and the child, that the men had killed floated through her mind now, mingled with her own screams.
She sat up, suddenly flipping out of her hammock and falling to the ground. She sat up teary eyed, with a smarting nose and chin. As she rubbed her aching chin she noticed that durning her fall she had hit a board with her foot, and it had split in half.
"WHICH explains *WHY* my foot BLOOODY hurts!" she screamed, angery at the world because the pirate upstairs isn't what she thought he was. She sat back against the wall crying, and in pain.
After twenty minutes she looked down with amazment that a board of the Black Pearl would snap so easily. She bent down nd looked at it.
Fitting both peaices together she could read the name, "Bill Turner" She looked inside the hole that the removed board had left.
Still frowning, but barely feeling the pain from her fall she reached in a pulled out some strange but interesting things.
A ripped letter that looked worn and loved, along with two small painted pictures. One was of a small boy with brown eyes and brown hair sitting on a blue cushion with a large grin on his face. Dane raises her eyebrows, Pirates rarely cared for any of their childaren, but this one kept a small painting, though poorly done, of him in a sercet compartment? WHo was Bill Turner anyway?
Bill? Was that short for William? Didn't Jack say that name eailer to Elizabeth?
She snorted, if he was one of Jack's friends she wouldn't have anything to do with him. She threw the rest of Bill Turner's things down, and pulled her knees under her. That's when she noticed the second picture...
It was her mother.
_____________________________________
OKAY! It's not what you think, unless your thinking Dane is a real BRAT right about now. I think myself she has kinda of a temper and Sluks WAY too much. What I mean is It is NOT going to turn out Mary-sueish. Trust me again! PLU-LEASE!
Tilly