Chapter 33:
A/N: Sorry that I made you wait so long for the next chapter, but here it is. Hope you guys will enjoy, thanks again for all the reviews. Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I don't own POTC. I do own all of the original characters, and the plot.
The rain poured and poured outside the bedroom window. Salina awoke in a bed of linens and feather-fluffed pillows. She rubbed her eyes and then glanced around at the big room. It was the same room she had been in before, but now it looked warmer and yet dark. The burgundy walls made it look elegant and the cherry furniture enhanced the beauty.
Salina looked to her left and saw James at her bedside passed out. "Did he wait up for me?"
"He loves you very much." Salina trembled as she turned to ask who was there, but was relieved when she saw her uncle.
Salina sighed and then smiled. "I know he loves me. He always has." She stroked her fingers through his red locks.
"But does thou love another?" Her uncle sat down on the end of the bed.
"Thou can't love another." Salina starred down at James and a tear ran down her face. "James is a great man. A man who will keep me company until I grow old. He will always be there, always loyal. He should be my husband."
Governor Swann nodded and scooted closer to his niece. "I agree." He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Now my dear, I knew you would make the right choice. You always have. That's why I have chosen you to look after Elizabeth while I am away."
"Uncle, I am in a weakened condition. Why I can barely take care of myself at the moment, let alone another person."
"You seem to have done very well out there at protecting her and yourself from that pirate." The word pirate echoed through her mind. She wanted to slap her uncle, but knew it would blow her plan to pieces so she cooled her heels and spoke softly.
"Well, that was a little different. That was instinct. But, with my wound I could never be able to take care of Beth, not for a little while at least, and you and I both know I might not make it out of this alive."
"I know, that's why I've had a doctor brought aboard to help you. He will tend to your wound and make sure you live. Besides we're not going to be able and leave this harbor for another day. There is a bad storm and our ship would wreck if we try and leave today."
"You sent for a doctor?"
"Well, actually James did. Now listen you need your rest and I'll send in the doctor shortly to tend to that horrible wound. We can talk later." He kissed her head once more before leaving the room. "Goodnight dear." He said as he shut the door.
Jack was shoved into a small cell; there was water all over the floor and a terrible draft flowing in and out of the planks. He starred through a small hole in the side of the ship. He could see the Pearl through lightning scattered skies.
Jack grunted as he slouched down in the water. They had his hat and all of his effects, but mostly he missed his hat. They had everything, he thought, everything in the world that mattered to him, including Salina.
"Cap'in! Cap'in!" The whisper came from the cell next to him. Jack rolled his head on the planks of wood behind him and starred at Gibbs.
"Yes Gibbs?"
"Where's Salina?" Out of all the questions he could've asked, he had to ask that one. Jack rolled his head back to where it was originally and closed his eyes.
"She's home." He started to believe that she really was home, and that it was just his imagination that she wanted him back.
"Home, sir?"
"Home, Gibbs. Bloody home!" He shouted and then chucked a loose piece of wood at the cell door. It made a splash as it fell back into the water. "This is the second time in a week I've been locked in a bloody cell!" He shouted again, this time hitting his arms into the water.
Salina lay awake looking at the ceiling watching the shadows dance across it. It reminded her of the second night she was on the Pearl, the night they ate out on the deck and danced all night. She then remembered the night that Barbossa made her captain because she one the bet.
Salina laughed and giggled for quite some time before sitting up. She glanced over to a window and then climbed out of bed to walk over to it. She put her fingers to the glass and peered out at the Black Pearl. Salina loved that ship, she lived and breathed it. It was her home, and would remain that way. No one could ever take that from her.
The door creaked open and out of the corner of her eye Salina saw the doctor. It was the one from town. Salina grabbed her right arm and pulled down her sleeve, she had almost forgotten about the tattoo. Did her uncle see?
The doctor watched her pull down her sleeve and smiled at her. "Salina, Doctor Smith is here to help you." Her uncle announced as he walked into the room.
Salina smiled and walked over to the bed. She gently shook James to wake him up. "James. James, you have to leave. The doctors here."
He glanced up at her, and then sat up. "Okay, okay. I'm leaving." James got up and left the room with the Governor.
"Well, hello Salina. It's nice to see you again." The doctor smiled and pulled out some of his tools. "If you would lay on the bed and lift the top of your bodice up a little, so that I may see the wound." He pointed to the bed and Salina did as she was told.
"They don't know about the branding, do they?" He asked as he looked at the wound.
"No they don't, and I should like to keep it that way. You will to if you value your life." Salina said in a threatening tone.
"I see. So you are as fiery as they say you are."
"Fiery? Says who?" Salina lifted her head up to look at the doctor.
He pushed her head back down on the pillow. "Says the rumors, and the pirates who were with you the other night."
"Why those!" Salina clenched her fists and was about to hit the bed when Smith stopped her.
"Now Salina, you're going to make your wound bleed more if ye keep doing that." She relaxed as she rolled her eyes.
"I give it a good nights rest and then tomorrow you can walk around, but not overly. We don't want to pull those stitches open." He smiled as he packed up his bag.
Salina pulled her covers up and went back to starring at the ceiling. 'I wonder what Jack's thinking about. I put him through so much today; I couldn't even explain it to him. I feel so horrible, but it's for the better. I'll get him out of here and back to his ship, somehow.'
Back in the brig:
"Jack! Jack? How are we going to get out?" Gibbs stuck his head to the bars.
"I don't know! Stop askin' me stupid questions!" Jack chucked another piece of wood at the cell.
"I wonder if Salina will get us out, like she did before." Gibbs leaned up against the bars.
Jack slid over to him. "How bout' you shut up, and I'll think of a plan to get us outta' here, savvy?" Jack clenched the bars and then pushed himself away. He flopped back into the cool water.
A/N: Not much happened in this chapter, just conversations really. Sorry it's not so exciting; the next one will be better. Please r/r, thanks! Oh and I have two different bags of Hershey kisses for The Crow. I didn't know which ones you wanted, so I got the mint ones, yummy, and I got the regular. Hope they'll do, lol.
A/N: Sorry that I made you wait so long for the next chapter, but here it is. Hope you guys will enjoy, thanks again for all the reviews. Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I don't own POTC. I do own all of the original characters, and the plot.
The rain poured and poured outside the bedroom window. Salina awoke in a bed of linens and feather-fluffed pillows. She rubbed her eyes and then glanced around at the big room. It was the same room she had been in before, but now it looked warmer and yet dark. The burgundy walls made it look elegant and the cherry furniture enhanced the beauty.
Salina looked to her left and saw James at her bedside passed out. "Did he wait up for me?"
"He loves you very much." Salina trembled as she turned to ask who was there, but was relieved when she saw her uncle.
Salina sighed and then smiled. "I know he loves me. He always has." She stroked her fingers through his red locks.
"But does thou love another?" Her uncle sat down on the end of the bed.
"Thou can't love another." Salina starred down at James and a tear ran down her face. "James is a great man. A man who will keep me company until I grow old. He will always be there, always loyal. He should be my husband."
Governor Swann nodded and scooted closer to his niece. "I agree." He leaned in and kissed her forehead. "Now my dear, I knew you would make the right choice. You always have. That's why I have chosen you to look after Elizabeth while I am away."
"Uncle, I am in a weakened condition. Why I can barely take care of myself at the moment, let alone another person."
"You seem to have done very well out there at protecting her and yourself from that pirate." The word pirate echoed through her mind. She wanted to slap her uncle, but knew it would blow her plan to pieces so she cooled her heels and spoke softly.
"Well, that was a little different. That was instinct. But, with my wound I could never be able to take care of Beth, not for a little while at least, and you and I both know I might not make it out of this alive."
"I know, that's why I've had a doctor brought aboard to help you. He will tend to your wound and make sure you live. Besides we're not going to be able and leave this harbor for another day. There is a bad storm and our ship would wreck if we try and leave today."
"You sent for a doctor?"
"Well, actually James did. Now listen you need your rest and I'll send in the doctor shortly to tend to that horrible wound. We can talk later." He kissed her head once more before leaving the room. "Goodnight dear." He said as he shut the door.
Jack was shoved into a small cell; there was water all over the floor and a terrible draft flowing in and out of the planks. He starred through a small hole in the side of the ship. He could see the Pearl through lightning scattered skies.
Jack grunted as he slouched down in the water. They had his hat and all of his effects, but mostly he missed his hat. They had everything, he thought, everything in the world that mattered to him, including Salina.
"Cap'in! Cap'in!" The whisper came from the cell next to him. Jack rolled his head on the planks of wood behind him and starred at Gibbs.
"Yes Gibbs?"
"Where's Salina?" Out of all the questions he could've asked, he had to ask that one. Jack rolled his head back to where it was originally and closed his eyes.
"She's home." He started to believe that she really was home, and that it was just his imagination that she wanted him back.
"Home, sir?"
"Home, Gibbs. Bloody home!" He shouted and then chucked a loose piece of wood at the cell door. It made a splash as it fell back into the water. "This is the second time in a week I've been locked in a bloody cell!" He shouted again, this time hitting his arms into the water.
Salina lay awake looking at the ceiling watching the shadows dance across it. It reminded her of the second night she was on the Pearl, the night they ate out on the deck and danced all night. She then remembered the night that Barbossa made her captain because she one the bet.
Salina laughed and giggled for quite some time before sitting up. She glanced over to a window and then climbed out of bed to walk over to it. She put her fingers to the glass and peered out at the Black Pearl. Salina loved that ship, she lived and breathed it. It was her home, and would remain that way. No one could ever take that from her.
The door creaked open and out of the corner of her eye Salina saw the doctor. It was the one from town. Salina grabbed her right arm and pulled down her sleeve, she had almost forgotten about the tattoo. Did her uncle see?
The doctor watched her pull down her sleeve and smiled at her. "Salina, Doctor Smith is here to help you." Her uncle announced as he walked into the room.
Salina smiled and walked over to the bed. She gently shook James to wake him up. "James. James, you have to leave. The doctors here."
He glanced up at her, and then sat up. "Okay, okay. I'm leaving." James got up and left the room with the Governor.
"Well, hello Salina. It's nice to see you again." The doctor smiled and pulled out some of his tools. "If you would lay on the bed and lift the top of your bodice up a little, so that I may see the wound." He pointed to the bed and Salina did as she was told.
"They don't know about the branding, do they?" He asked as he looked at the wound.
"No they don't, and I should like to keep it that way. You will to if you value your life." Salina said in a threatening tone.
"I see. So you are as fiery as they say you are."
"Fiery? Says who?" Salina lifted her head up to look at the doctor.
He pushed her head back down on the pillow. "Says the rumors, and the pirates who were with you the other night."
"Why those!" Salina clenched her fists and was about to hit the bed when Smith stopped her.
"Now Salina, you're going to make your wound bleed more if ye keep doing that." She relaxed as she rolled her eyes.
"I give it a good nights rest and then tomorrow you can walk around, but not overly. We don't want to pull those stitches open." He smiled as he packed up his bag.
Salina pulled her covers up and went back to starring at the ceiling. 'I wonder what Jack's thinking about. I put him through so much today; I couldn't even explain it to him. I feel so horrible, but it's for the better. I'll get him out of here and back to his ship, somehow.'
Back in the brig:
"Jack! Jack? How are we going to get out?" Gibbs stuck his head to the bars.
"I don't know! Stop askin' me stupid questions!" Jack chucked another piece of wood at the cell.
"I wonder if Salina will get us out, like she did before." Gibbs leaned up against the bars.
Jack slid over to him. "How bout' you shut up, and I'll think of a plan to get us outta' here, savvy?" Jack clenched the bars and then pushed himself away. He flopped back into the cool water.
A/N: Not much happened in this chapter, just conversations really. Sorry it's not so exciting; the next one will be better. Please r/r, thanks! Oh and I have two different bags of Hershey kisses for The Crow. I didn't know which ones you wanted, so I got the mint ones, yummy, and I got the regular. Hope they'll do, lol.
