"The Return"
AUTHOR: Melissa (otherwise know as, JohnnyDee)
RATING: PG-13
EMAIL: melismelli_101_@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: I don't own POTC.
TIMELINE: 13 years after POTC.
DISTRIBUTION: johnnydeppzone.com, fanfiction.net, and other sites.
CHAPTER: 21.The Setting Sun.THE END
Jack slowly rose from his previous position on the floor and stood, barely
able to stand. Annemaria ran over to Jack, falling into his arms, sobbing into his chest.
Jack, quite shocked that Annemaria was showing her emotions only pulled her closer.
With all that transpired, what could he expect? Every thing had changed, for the better,
but mainly for the worst. Annemaria slowly crept her arms around Jack's neck and
stopped her sobbing, only sniffling back the tears that had previously flown.
"I thought I'd lost you.," she mumbled into his chest, praying Jack felt
the same way. Jack pulled away and Annemaria did the same. Jack pulled down his
dirtied shirt and revealed to Annemaria the necklace she'd given him so long ago. Staring
at the necklace, she picked up in her hands but quickly dropped. "Oh, Jack!" she cried,
pulling his shirt open even more.
A small bullet lay imbedded in his chest, the bullet that cleanly went
through the seashell. "Don't worry love!" Jack said with laugh. "I'll be all right." He
stared down at the bruising and slowly shook his head. "I knew that thing would come
handy some day!" Annemaria felt like laughing but the mood of the cave stopped her.
She turned from Jack and walked over to Elizabeth and Charlotte.
Jack reluctantly walked to Bill who was still sobbing. Kneeling next to
him, Jack placed his hand on bill's shoulder. Bill looked up at Jack and noticed his
concerned face. "She was so innocent. Ne'er did she do a thing wrong yet she was the
one punished," Bill mumbled between sobs. Jack nodded, "I know Bill. I know..."
Bill's head lowered again and Jack took this as a sign that he wanted to be alone.
Annemaria waited as Elizabeth and Will embraced, listening to
Elizabeth's silent sobs. Will looked past Elizabeth's shoulder, staring in shock. He
obviously still had not taken it all in. Elizabeth pulled away and looked to Charlotte who
looked about like Will. She sat on the empty trunk and stared off, not realizing Elizabeth
was looking at her. "Charlotte?" Elizabeth said, her voice breaking
Charlotte still looked ahead, not keeping her eyes off Catherine's still
body. "The last thing I said to her was...was that it was her fault-that we." Charlotte
broke out in tears and Elizabeth quickly rushed over to her daughter and sat next to her.
"You didn't mean it, I know you didn't!" Elizabeth exclaimed, holding her daughter
close to her heart. Annemaria soon came over to console Charlotte while Will walked
over to Catherine's dead body.
He stood above her, staring into her beautiful green eyes, almost hazel like
his Father's. Kneeling next to her, he closed her eyes as a tear fell from his eyes. This
young innocent woman sacrificed her life for Jack! Will thought as he struggled to keep
the pain inside of him. "Yet I barely knew her!" he whispered, shaking his head. Standing
up to leave, he waited to say one last thing. "I'll miss you.." Will whispered, and then
he turned back to his Father.
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The violent wind and pelting rain hit Elizabeth with the same realization
she had just one week ago. Catherine was gone....just as quickly as she had come. She
pulled the black veil closer about her face and smoothed down her black taffeta that she
wore on this somber day. Turning back to face the wind, she watched as they slowly
lowered Catherine's coffin into the ground.
Elizabeth had heard that hearing the dirt fall on the wood is the worst
sound you could ever hear. Blinking back rising tears, Elizabeth tried to block out the soft
thud of the earth hitting the cedar wood. Her attention was brought to Bill who fell on his
knees before the coffin and cried out, "Don't leave me!" Will knelt next to his sobbing
Father and placed his arm around his shoulder. "Father.its o.k." Will tried, only to start
crying himself.
The speaker priest gave the benediction and soon dismissed the small
crowd of gathers. One-by-one, the few townspeople soon left, only leaving Bill,
Elizabeth, Charlotte and Will. Charlotte stood next to her Mother and tried something
that she never attempted. Reaching for her Mother's hand she grasped it and looked up at
her mother, tears in her eyes. "I love you, Mother!" she whispered as a tear slipped past
Elizabeth's cheek. Grabbing her daughter in a mad passion, Elizabeth said the same. "I
love you too, Charlotte Rose!"
Will slowly stood up, supporting his Father. The two stood before the
newly defaced ground where Catherine's body lay below. Bill knelt once more and
placed his hand upon the gravestone. "I love you, child. Don't forget that!" Bill muttered,
sniffing back a tear. Grasping Will's hand, he pulled himself and walked toward
Elizabeth and Charlotte who drew away from each and walked with the others, away
from the grave.
* * *
Jack peered from behind the tall palm trees that secluded the graveyard
from viewing. He walked towards the newly made gravesite and stopped when he was
only three feet before it. He knelt down and brushed his hand against the engraved words,
"Catherine Emily Turner. Devoted sister, daughter, and friend." Jack placed the freshly
picked roses on the headstone. He stood and looked at the small white rose that lay at her
feet. Jack wasn't the sentimental type usually, but this was different. This woman died for
him, Jack Sparrow!
Being the Casanova he was, Jack wasn't a simpleton when it came to
women and their feelings for him. It was apparent that Catherine loved him but a special
kind of love. An appreciation for him, a thoughtful love for him. Jack walked away from
the grave, unable to stand the sight. He walked toward the clutter of palm trees when he
stopped. Turning back, he whispered slowly, "I'll make it up to you Catherine. After all,
you're worth it!" Turning back, he continued to walk on as a clearing appeared in the
cloudy sky, shining a ray of sun on the dozen roses that lay on the headstone of Catherine
Emily Turner.
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Annemaria maneuvered the helm, roughly take the sides and turning it this
way and that. Dinner was being served below and she had the privilege of staying above
deck and keeping an eyes on things. Though Jack was the one who suggested that
Elizabeth, Will, Charlotte, and Bill come aboard after the funeral took place, she didn't
entirely agree with him. She rather hoped that she would get time alone with Jack, but her
chances were ruined. Her thoughts on the subject were that Jack really didn't care.
Sighing into the wind, she brushed back a stray hair that blew in front of
her face. The sun began its demise towards earth and gave the sky that familiar pinkish-
golden color. Watching the sun sparkle on the blue waters, Annemaria didn't not notice
Jack come above deck.
Turning from the ocean, Annemaria shook her head. There was no
possibility that Jack loved her, she thought. 'He would have said something by now' she
mentally told herself. Annemaria kept herself from screaming when a hand brushed the
back of her neck. She turned to see Jack behind her, smiling from above her shoulder.
"What are you-"No questions!" Jack said as he pulled her hair back from her neck,
planting a tender kiss on her mocha brown skin.
Annemaria tingled at his touch as she slowly became accustomed to the
feeling. Jack turned her around to face him. She looked up into his brown eyes and gave
him a smile, blushing to the roots of her hair. Jack pulled her hair back again and lowered
his head, meeting Annemaria's willing lips. The two stood fro what seemed like eternity,
not feeling or caring about the world around them.
After a minute, they both pulled away to catch their breath. Annemaria
turned from Jack's face and debated what this meant. Did Jack want Annemaria? On the
other hand, did he want her heart and soul? Jack pulled her chin towards him. "Look at
me," he demanded, looking into her eyes. "What does this mean Jack? I can't let you hurt
me again!" she mumbled, tears rising to her eyes.
Jack gently brushed away the tear that fell from her eye. "I could never
hurt you again. I don't care what happens, I could never do that!" Jack said softly,
surprising Annemaria with his uncommon gentleness. Looking into those eyes again for
reassurance, her face lit up. "Jack, you're so, gentle-I don't.." she started, her eyes
twinkling and laughing. "There's much you won't be knowing about Captain Jack
Sparrow!" Jack said with a genuine smile. Smiling back, she lowered his head to hers.
"Maybe I should find out!" she whispered thickly in his ear, sending chills down Jack's
spine. Jack laughed and continued what he had previously started.
* * *
Charlotte giggled as she and Charles slipped past the room where her
Mother and Father stood. The two ran past the room and started up the stairs that led
above deck. "You don't know how strange it is to walk in on your parents doing
something like that!" Charles laughed when he suddenly stopped traveling up the stairs.
"Shhhhhhh!" he hissed causing Charlotte to stop. "What?" she questioned, lowering her
voice. Charles pointed towards the helm as Charlotte's eyes widened. There stood Jack
and Annemaria, passionately kissing beneath the majestic sunset.
"How romantic!" Charlotte whispered, wishing she'd fall in love
someday, not knowing she already had. "Oh, please!" Charles hissed, looking at
Charlotte who stared all dreamy-eyed. "Come one! We gotta slip past them or your
parents will find us!" Charlotte nodded as they silently crept past Jack and Annemaria
towards the stern. The two burst out laughing when they made it where no one could hear
them.
Charles almost doubled over when Charlotte tried to stop them. "Charles?
Charles!? Shhhhhhh..Someone will hear us!" she said in between giggles. Finally
ceasing the laughter, Charles caught his eye on something in the water. "Look!" he said,
pointing the object below. Charlotte leaned over the rail, peering into the glittering water
below. It appeared to be a flower of some sort but she never found out. Turning to
Charles, she was confused when she saw him staring at her queerly. "What?" she said,
blushing lightly.
"Nothing.." he said dreamily, looking out past her. "Just about how
beautiful..." he paused for a moment, looking back at Charlotte. "The sunset?" she
interjected. "No," he said, shaking his head. Leaning closer to Charlotte, he whispered,
"You." Charlotte blushed to the roots as she stared into Charles eyes. She soon turned
back to the sea, watching it slowly roll past them.
Charles stood back, feeling a pang of rejection as Charlotte looked out
toward the sea still. "What are you thinking about?" he said. "Oh, just about what it's like
to be in love," she said, turning to Charles. He smiled and leaned in, giving her a long
peck on the cheek. Charlotte wrapped her arms around him and thy stood, embracing
each other before the setting sun.
* * *
Elizabeth frantically wrapped her robe about her bare body and after a
quick search, found Will's pants. Throwing them to him, anger welled up inside her. "I
can't believe Charlotte! Hasn't she the brains to knock before entering someone's room!"
Elizabeth muttered loudly. Will pulled his pants up and walked over to Elizabeth. "Stop
worrying, Elizabeth. There's other things you should be thinking about. For example, the
relationship between Charlotte and Charles!"
Elizabeth turned to Will and placed her hands on her hips. "What do you
mean?" she questioned. Will laughed as he moved toward his wife. "You know what I
mean!" he said with a raised brow. Elizabeth didn't respond but stood up on her tiptoes
and gave Will a kiss on the lips that he willfully returned. They stood there, still clad only
in pants and a robe. A loud creak sounded the room as Gibbs opened the door before
realizing his mistake. Elizabeth screamed as she turned toward the door, while Gibb's
began to mutter crazily. "Sorry, Miss Turner. Didn't realize that-Well.you know what
I.." Doesn't anyone knock anymore?" Elizabeth said, as Gibbs's quickly left the room.
Shutting the door, Gibb's shook his head. Making his way up the rickety
stair's he walked out into the open air. Turning to the helm, he found what he didn't
expect. "Oh, sorry there Jack. Didn't know I was intrudin' on anything--- ummm..."
Annemaria laughed while Jack turned to Gibb's with a sarcastic smile on his face while
the man quickly left for the stern, disappearing as quickly as he came. Jack turned back to
Annemaria as he said, "Maybe we should go downstairs!" he said, as the two walked
away from the amazing sunset.
Gibb's continued to the stern, embarrassed that he just walked in on two
couples. Lightly laughing to himself, he recalled the days when he was in love. Walking
round the corner, he quickly regretted his decision."Mr.Gibbs!" Charlotte cried, quickly
pulling herself away from Charles. Gibbs only grunted in frustration as he walked away
from the two, leaving them both very confused.
Stomping down the stairs, he passed the cabins quickly and went into the
mess hall where he found Bill with a glass of rum. Sitting down, he sighed loudly
looking across the table at Bill. "You in love right now, Bill?" Gibb's said, questioning
the man. "Not at the moment," Bill said, scratching his soul patch. Giving a sigh of relief,
Gibb's continued. "Thank the Lord!" Gibb's said loudly as he poured himself a drink. "I
thought I was the only one. Seems everyone on the boat's crazy with love!" Bill smiled
as he raised his glass to Gibb's.
"To the Pearl?" Bill questioned, swishing the brown liquid inside the glass
around. Gibbs smiled as he raised his glass too. "No...to Jack!" The two men clinked
glasses gulped down the liquid, and slammed the glasses down, bursting out in laughter.
NOTE: My story is over. I'm so depressed, but there might be a sequel, so look for it!
AUTHOR: Melissa (otherwise know as, JohnnyDee)
RATING: PG-13
EMAIL: melismelli_101_@hotmail.com
DISCLAIMER: I don't own POTC.
TIMELINE: 13 years after POTC.
DISTRIBUTION: johnnydeppzone.com, fanfiction.net, and other sites.
CHAPTER: 21.The Setting Sun.THE END
Jack slowly rose from his previous position on the floor and stood, barely
able to stand. Annemaria ran over to Jack, falling into his arms, sobbing into his chest.
Jack, quite shocked that Annemaria was showing her emotions only pulled her closer.
With all that transpired, what could he expect? Every thing had changed, for the better,
but mainly for the worst. Annemaria slowly crept her arms around Jack's neck and
stopped her sobbing, only sniffling back the tears that had previously flown.
"I thought I'd lost you.," she mumbled into his chest, praying Jack felt
the same way. Jack pulled away and Annemaria did the same. Jack pulled down his
dirtied shirt and revealed to Annemaria the necklace she'd given him so long ago. Staring
at the necklace, she picked up in her hands but quickly dropped. "Oh, Jack!" she cried,
pulling his shirt open even more.
A small bullet lay imbedded in his chest, the bullet that cleanly went
through the seashell. "Don't worry love!" Jack said with laugh. "I'll be all right." He
stared down at the bruising and slowly shook his head. "I knew that thing would come
handy some day!" Annemaria felt like laughing but the mood of the cave stopped her.
She turned from Jack and walked over to Elizabeth and Charlotte.
Jack reluctantly walked to Bill who was still sobbing. Kneeling next to
him, Jack placed his hand on bill's shoulder. Bill looked up at Jack and noticed his
concerned face. "She was so innocent. Ne'er did she do a thing wrong yet she was the
one punished," Bill mumbled between sobs. Jack nodded, "I know Bill. I know..."
Bill's head lowered again and Jack took this as a sign that he wanted to be alone.
Annemaria waited as Elizabeth and Will embraced, listening to
Elizabeth's silent sobs. Will looked past Elizabeth's shoulder, staring in shock. He
obviously still had not taken it all in. Elizabeth pulled away and looked to Charlotte who
looked about like Will. She sat on the empty trunk and stared off, not realizing Elizabeth
was looking at her. "Charlotte?" Elizabeth said, her voice breaking
Charlotte still looked ahead, not keeping her eyes off Catherine's still
body. "The last thing I said to her was...was that it was her fault-that we." Charlotte
broke out in tears and Elizabeth quickly rushed over to her daughter and sat next to her.
"You didn't mean it, I know you didn't!" Elizabeth exclaimed, holding her daughter
close to her heart. Annemaria soon came over to console Charlotte while Will walked
over to Catherine's dead body.
He stood above her, staring into her beautiful green eyes, almost hazel like
his Father's. Kneeling next to her, he closed her eyes as a tear fell from his eyes. This
young innocent woman sacrificed her life for Jack! Will thought as he struggled to keep
the pain inside of him. "Yet I barely knew her!" he whispered, shaking his head. Standing
up to leave, he waited to say one last thing. "I'll miss you.." Will whispered, and then
he turned back to his Father.
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The violent wind and pelting rain hit Elizabeth with the same realization
she had just one week ago. Catherine was gone....just as quickly as she had come. She
pulled the black veil closer about her face and smoothed down her black taffeta that she
wore on this somber day. Turning back to face the wind, she watched as they slowly
lowered Catherine's coffin into the ground.
Elizabeth had heard that hearing the dirt fall on the wood is the worst
sound you could ever hear. Blinking back rising tears, Elizabeth tried to block out the soft
thud of the earth hitting the cedar wood. Her attention was brought to Bill who fell on his
knees before the coffin and cried out, "Don't leave me!" Will knelt next to his sobbing
Father and placed his arm around his shoulder. "Father.its o.k." Will tried, only to start
crying himself.
The speaker priest gave the benediction and soon dismissed the small
crowd of gathers. One-by-one, the few townspeople soon left, only leaving Bill,
Elizabeth, Charlotte and Will. Charlotte stood next to her Mother and tried something
that she never attempted. Reaching for her Mother's hand she grasped it and looked up at
her mother, tears in her eyes. "I love you, Mother!" she whispered as a tear slipped past
Elizabeth's cheek. Grabbing her daughter in a mad passion, Elizabeth said the same. "I
love you too, Charlotte Rose!"
Will slowly stood up, supporting his Father. The two stood before the
newly defaced ground where Catherine's body lay below. Bill knelt once more and
placed his hand upon the gravestone. "I love you, child. Don't forget that!" Bill muttered,
sniffing back a tear. Grasping Will's hand, he pulled himself and walked toward
Elizabeth and Charlotte who drew away from each and walked with the others, away
from the grave.
* * *
Jack peered from behind the tall palm trees that secluded the graveyard
from viewing. He walked towards the newly made gravesite and stopped when he was
only three feet before it. He knelt down and brushed his hand against the engraved words,
"Catherine Emily Turner. Devoted sister, daughter, and friend." Jack placed the freshly
picked roses on the headstone. He stood and looked at the small white rose that lay at her
feet. Jack wasn't the sentimental type usually, but this was different. This woman died for
him, Jack Sparrow!
Being the Casanova he was, Jack wasn't a simpleton when it came to
women and their feelings for him. It was apparent that Catherine loved him but a special
kind of love. An appreciation for him, a thoughtful love for him. Jack walked away from
the grave, unable to stand the sight. He walked toward the clutter of palm trees when he
stopped. Turning back, he whispered slowly, "I'll make it up to you Catherine. After all,
you're worth it!" Turning back, he continued to walk on as a clearing appeared in the
cloudy sky, shining a ray of sun on the dozen roses that lay on the headstone of Catherine
Emily Turner.
************************************************************************
Annemaria maneuvered the helm, roughly take the sides and turning it this
way and that. Dinner was being served below and she had the privilege of staying above
deck and keeping an eyes on things. Though Jack was the one who suggested that
Elizabeth, Will, Charlotte, and Bill come aboard after the funeral took place, she didn't
entirely agree with him. She rather hoped that she would get time alone with Jack, but her
chances were ruined. Her thoughts on the subject were that Jack really didn't care.
Sighing into the wind, she brushed back a stray hair that blew in front of
her face. The sun began its demise towards earth and gave the sky that familiar pinkish-
golden color. Watching the sun sparkle on the blue waters, Annemaria didn't not notice
Jack come above deck.
Turning from the ocean, Annemaria shook her head. There was no
possibility that Jack loved her, she thought. 'He would have said something by now' she
mentally told herself. Annemaria kept herself from screaming when a hand brushed the
back of her neck. She turned to see Jack behind her, smiling from above her shoulder.
"What are you-"No questions!" Jack said as he pulled her hair back from her neck,
planting a tender kiss on her mocha brown skin.
Annemaria tingled at his touch as she slowly became accustomed to the
feeling. Jack turned her around to face him. She looked up into his brown eyes and gave
him a smile, blushing to the roots of her hair. Jack pulled her hair back again and lowered
his head, meeting Annemaria's willing lips. The two stood fro what seemed like eternity,
not feeling or caring about the world around them.
After a minute, they both pulled away to catch their breath. Annemaria
turned from Jack's face and debated what this meant. Did Jack want Annemaria? On the
other hand, did he want her heart and soul? Jack pulled her chin towards him. "Look at
me," he demanded, looking into her eyes. "What does this mean Jack? I can't let you hurt
me again!" she mumbled, tears rising to her eyes.
Jack gently brushed away the tear that fell from her eye. "I could never
hurt you again. I don't care what happens, I could never do that!" Jack said softly,
surprising Annemaria with his uncommon gentleness. Looking into those eyes again for
reassurance, her face lit up. "Jack, you're so, gentle-I don't.." she started, her eyes
twinkling and laughing. "There's much you won't be knowing about Captain Jack
Sparrow!" Jack said with a genuine smile. Smiling back, she lowered his head to hers.
"Maybe I should find out!" she whispered thickly in his ear, sending chills down Jack's
spine. Jack laughed and continued what he had previously started.
* * *
Charlotte giggled as she and Charles slipped past the room where her
Mother and Father stood. The two ran past the room and started up the stairs that led
above deck. "You don't know how strange it is to walk in on your parents doing
something like that!" Charles laughed when he suddenly stopped traveling up the stairs.
"Shhhhhhh!" he hissed causing Charlotte to stop. "What?" she questioned, lowering her
voice. Charles pointed towards the helm as Charlotte's eyes widened. There stood Jack
and Annemaria, passionately kissing beneath the majestic sunset.
"How romantic!" Charlotte whispered, wishing she'd fall in love
someday, not knowing she already had. "Oh, please!" Charles hissed, looking at
Charlotte who stared all dreamy-eyed. "Come one! We gotta slip past them or your
parents will find us!" Charlotte nodded as they silently crept past Jack and Annemaria
towards the stern. The two burst out laughing when they made it where no one could hear
them.
Charles almost doubled over when Charlotte tried to stop them. "Charles?
Charles!? Shhhhhhh..Someone will hear us!" she said in between giggles. Finally
ceasing the laughter, Charles caught his eye on something in the water. "Look!" he said,
pointing the object below. Charlotte leaned over the rail, peering into the glittering water
below. It appeared to be a flower of some sort but she never found out. Turning to
Charles, she was confused when she saw him staring at her queerly. "What?" she said,
blushing lightly.
"Nothing.." he said dreamily, looking out past her. "Just about how
beautiful..." he paused for a moment, looking back at Charlotte. "The sunset?" she
interjected. "No," he said, shaking his head. Leaning closer to Charlotte, he whispered,
"You." Charlotte blushed to the roots as she stared into Charles eyes. She soon turned
back to the sea, watching it slowly roll past them.
Charles stood back, feeling a pang of rejection as Charlotte looked out
toward the sea still. "What are you thinking about?" he said. "Oh, just about what it's like
to be in love," she said, turning to Charles. He smiled and leaned in, giving her a long
peck on the cheek. Charlotte wrapped her arms around him and thy stood, embracing
each other before the setting sun.
* * *
Elizabeth frantically wrapped her robe about her bare body and after a
quick search, found Will's pants. Throwing them to him, anger welled up inside her. "I
can't believe Charlotte! Hasn't she the brains to knock before entering someone's room!"
Elizabeth muttered loudly. Will pulled his pants up and walked over to Elizabeth. "Stop
worrying, Elizabeth. There's other things you should be thinking about. For example, the
relationship between Charlotte and Charles!"
Elizabeth turned to Will and placed her hands on her hips. "What do you
mean?" she questioned. Will laughed as he moved toward his wife. "You know what I
mean!" he said with a raised brow. Elizabeth didn't respond but stood up on her tiptoes
and gave Will a kiss on the lips that he willfully returned. They stood there, still clad only
in pants and a robe. A loud creak sounded the room as Gibbs opened the door before
realizing his mistake. Elizabeth screamed as she turned toward the door, while Gibb's
began to mutter crazily. "Sorry, Miss Turner. Didn't realize that-Well.you know what
I.." Doesn't anyone knock anymore?" Elizabeth said, as Gibbs's quickly left the room.
Shutting the door, Gibb's shook his head. Making his way up the rickety
stair's he walked out into the open air. Turning to the helm, he found what he didn't
expect. "Oh, sorry there Jack. Didn't know I was intrudin' on anything--- ummm..."
Annemaria laughed while Jack turned to Gibb's with a sarcastic smile on his face while
the man quickly left for the stern, disappearing as quickly as he came. Jack turned back to
Annemaria as he said, "Maybe we should go downstairs!" he said, as the two walked
away from the amazing sunset.
Gibb's continued to the stern, embarrassed that he just walked in on two
couples. Lightly laughing to himself, he recalled the days when he was in love. Walking
round the corner, he quickly regretted his decision."Mr.Gibbs!" Charlotte cried, quickly
pulling herself away from Charles. Gibbs only grunted in frustration as he walked away
from the two, leaving them both very confused.
Stomping down the stairs, he passed the cabins quickly and went into the
mess hall where he found Bill with a glass of rum. Sitting down, he sighed loudly
looking across the table at Bill. "You in love right now, Bill?" Gibb's said, questioning
the man. "Not at the moment," Bill said, scratching his soul patch. Giving a sigh of relief,
Gibb's continued. "Thank the Lord!" Gibb's said loudly as he poured himself a drink. "I
thought I was the only one. Seems everyone on the boat's crazy with love!" Bill smiled
as he raised his glass to Gibb's.
"To the Pearl?" Bill questioned, swishing the brown liquid inside the glass
around. Gibbs smiled as he raised his glass too. "No...to Jack!" The two men clinked
glasses gulped down the liquid, and slammed the glasses down, bursting out in laughter.
NOTE: My story is over. I'm so depressed, but there might be a sequel, so look for it!
