Disclaimer: Still don't own the incredibly handsome and roguish Jack
Sparrow, damn it.
AN: Okay people, we all know that Lara loves Jack, and Jack loves Lara, so there's no cause to worry about Thomas Pierce, right? I promise to deal with him later in a calm and orderly manner (unless I feel very violent for some reason), so everyone can just chill out, okay? Now enjoy a wonderful chapter with Jack Sparrow in it!
Chapter 3: Jack's Arrival:
Somewhere in the Caribbean:
(Listen to 3 Doors Down, "Here Without You" while reading this part! It fits perfectly!)
Jack stood at the helm of The Black Pearl, staring out at the horizon. There was only one thing in the world that dominated his thoughts as much as his ship, and that was a certain young woman in Port Royal; Lara Storm.
His mouth quirked into a smirk at the thought of his "bonny lass." Ever since he'd first seen her on the docks after saving Elizabeth, she'd always been on his mind. He loved the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, and the way her hair fell in waves down her back.
He remembered their first kiss after his "hanging" and smiled even wider. As soon as he got her away from those stuffy red-coats at Port Royal, they'd be sharing a lot more kisses to make up for lost time!
He was brought out of his happy thoughts by a familiar voice calling his name.
"Jack!" It was Annamaria; it was always Annamaria.
Jack sighed. "What is it, Annamaria?"
"Jack, did you ever think about what might happen if you took her away from Port Royal? I mean, you can't just whisk her away; it's been over nine months! Maybe her feelings have changed?"
Jack turned toward her, frowning. "Annamaria, I am not leaving Port Royal without my bonny lass on this ship! Even if her feelings have changed, I can always change them back, savvy? Now get back to work!"
Annamaria scowled at him and turned to swab the deck, muttering under her breath. She only wanted what was best for her friend, but she wasn't sure about Jack's plan to get his 'lady love' back into their lives. She hoped that Jack's plan worked; if not, and Lara wanted to go back to her old world, they were in deep trouble, and hanging from the noose was a bad thing no matter how you looked at it.
Meanwhile, Jack went back to steering the ship, thinking about Lara's lips on his.
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That same day, Port Royal:
Lara stood on the balcony of her room, overlooking the town. She really wished that she had the same view of the ocean that she'd had at the Governor's mansion, but she couldn't complain; the view was still beautiful. The late-afternoon sun glinted off of the sea, giving it a shimmering silvery blue color, and the town was the picturesque town out of stories, all of the people bustling around, talking, laughing, and selling their wares.
Lara sighed. She wished she were anywhere but here. Mrs. Worthington had heard about her going to the Governor's party that evening, and had called the dressmaker to help Lara get a new dress. Lara had tried to protest, but Mrs. Worthington wouldn't hear of it. Apparently the lady of the house wasn't satisfied with dressing up her own daughter, so she felt the need to dress Lara up as well. The seamstress had brought over several already made dresses, and Mrs. Worthington was picking out one for Lara to wear. Three had fit; a red and gold gown, a gray and silver gown, and an ivory colored gown. Lara couldn't care less which one she wore, but Mrs. Worthington was determined to see her well-dressed. Finally, Lara had enough.
"Madam?" she asked the lady of the house. Mrs. Worthington looked up from the gowns.
"Perhaps we could have Amanda pick out the gown? She does have a certain knack for it."
The lady smiled. "An excellent idea, Lara!" She went to the door and called her daughter, who raced into the room as quickly as possible.
"Yes, Mama?" she asked her mother.
"Amanda, dear, Lara needs help picking out a gown. Which one do you like better on her?" her mother asked.
The little girl looked at the three dresses, then at Lara. "I like the red one!"
Lara smiled. "Then the red one will be the one I'll wear tonight to the Governor's mansion! Thank you, Amanda."
Amanda hugged her around the waist. "Your welcome, Lara!" she exclaimed and raced out the door.
Lara looked at the sky and saw that the sun had faded into the horizon. She had better get ready. A maid helped her put on her corset, helped her as she put on her gown, then did her hair up in a lady-like bun, with a long, dark curl falling on each side of her face. After the maid had left, Lara tied a fan on her wrist, put on her "Jack bracelet," and headed out the door, only to find the Worthington carriage waiting for her. Lara's eyes opened wide in surprise. The footman opened the door, smiling.
"Lady Worthington thought it would be safer for you to ride there and back tonight, Miss Storm. After all, the city can be dangerous after dark." He winked at her jokingly.
She smiled as she got into the carriage and looked out the window as she rode along. As she watched, she noticed a shadow following the carriage. It looked like a man, and she was thankful for the carriage's protection. There were two guards up at the top, and they should be able to handle one man.
A few moments later, the carriage pulled up to the front of the Governor's mansion. The windows were well lit, and music was playing. A doorman at the front of the mansion helped Lara out of the carriage, and she went inside, hoping to spot Elizabeth and Will.
"Lara!"
She turned her head in time to see Will and Elizabeth walk up to her, smiles on their faces.
"Will! Elizabeth! You both look wonderful!" It was true. Will was handsome in brown velvet, and Elizabeth was lovely in her white gown.
"Oh, Lara, you look wonderful in red! It always was your best color!" Elizabeth exclaimed as they embraced each other quickly, and Will kissed Lara chastely on the cheek.
"Thank you, Lizzie," Lara said, blushing at the comment. "But you know that blue is my favorite color!" Elizabeth chuckled.
"Well," Will said, "what does my lovely wife say to a dance?" He held out his hand to Elizabeth, who smiled and took it. The two walked to the center of the floor and began dancing. After watching them dance for several moments, Lara decided to go out and get a breath of fresh air.
As she walked the familiar gardens, she felt a tap on her shoulder. It was Thomas. Her heart dropped as she put on a fake smile.
"Thomas, what are you doing here? I thought you were out at sea?"
He smiled at her. "I don't leave until tomorrow. I came for a brief moment to see you. I saw Mrs. Turner today, and she told me you would be here. I was wondering if you had an answer to my proposal."
Lara tried to keep her smile on her face. She flicked her fan open and began to fan herself to hide her nervousness. "Really, Thomas, isn't it a bit soon to ask for a reply? We haven't even been together that long, and you expect an answer so soon! Perhaps when you return I shall have an answer for you? Would that be alright?" She smiled charmingly at him, though she really felt ill at the thought of marrying him.
Thomas smiled at her and bowed. "You're right, Miss Storm. Perhaps it is too soon. I shall wait until my return in three weeks." He took her hand and kissed it. "Good night, Miss." He turned and walked away, hands clasped behind his back.
Lara took a deep breath and sighed. "Until then, Thomas," she whispered. "Perhaps I will answer you, though my heart will always belong to another man."
She headed into the house, not knowing she was being watched from the bushes.
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The Black Pearl had arrived close to Port Royal late in the afternoon. Not wanting the Commodore to arrest his crew, Jack had ordered the ship to land in a bay on the other side of the island, but still close to the city. After having Mr. Gibbs and Annamaria row him to shore, he told them to go back to the ship and return for him in two days. Both had looked at him skeptically, but obeyed. As soon as they were away from shore, Jack rushed toward Port Royal.
An hour later, Jack was sneaking through the darkening streets, trying to find Lara. After making some inquiries at the local taverns, he discovered that Will and Elizabeth had married and moved into a cottage on the edge of town. Thinking that this was a good time for a visit, he snuck over and knocked on their door.
Will answered the door, his eyes widening at the sight of who was on his porch.
"Jack?" he said in surprise. "What are you doing here? Get in here before someone sees you!" He grabbed Jack by the front of his coat and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Well, thanks for the welcome, mate," Jack said, straightening his coat. He then looked up and saw that Will was a bit too well-dressed for a blacksmith. "What's with the getup, mate? Goin' somewhere?"
Will sighed. "There's a party at the Governor's mansion tonight, Jack. Elizabeth and I are going and." Elizabeth appeared in her white gown before he could finish.
"Will, have you seen my." She stopped speaking upon seeing Jack in their sitting room. Not saying another word, she angrily stalked up to Jack and slapped him.
Jack rubbed his jaw. "I'm not sure I deserved that. What was that for?"
Elizabeth glared at him. "How dare you leave Lara hanging on like that? Do you know what she's gone through? If you'd shown up earlier, she wouldn't have gotten nearly engaged to Thomas Pierce!"
Jack's blood went hot and he saw red. "What?! Some stiff-necked man is trying to marry my bonny lass?!" He reached for his pistol. "Where is he, I'll send him to Davy Jones locker before the hour's up!"
Will grabbed Jack's hand and stopped him from barging out the door. "She said almost engaged, Jack. An officer of Norrington's Navy has been courting Lara since three months after you left, and has asked her to marry him. He's leaving for the sea patrol for three weeks, and Lara said that she'd answer him when he got back. Right now, she's holding on to the hope that you'll come for her before then."
After seeing that Jack was a bit calmer with that explanation, Will let go of his arm. Elizabeth stepped closer to him, apology written on her face.
"I'm sorry for overreacting, Jack. There's a party at my father's home this evening. I know that Lara will be there."
Jack's face brightened. "I'll be there. But in the meantime, I want to know where my lass is right now. Is she still at yer father's?"
Elizabeth shook her head. "My father helped her find work with another family. The Worthington estate is up the hill from my father's. It's the last house on the street, you can't miss it."
Jack nodded before he left through the back door, and slipped into the night.
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He reached the Worthington residence just in time to see Lara step out the front door. His eyes widened at the sight of her in a beautiful red and gold gown, and then smiled when he saw his bracelet sparkle on her wrist. She must still like him, then.
He watched her smile at the footman before stepping into the carriage and riding away. He quickly followed, trying to stay hidden. He looked up in time to see her look out the carriage window, her eyes widening in fear.
He silently cursed himself. Of course she'd be scared; a shadowy man was following her! He trailed further behind until he reached the Governor's mansion.
Once there, he snuck over the wall and landed in the space between the wall and the bushes, just in time to see his love go up the steps and enter the house. Through the bushes, he could sort of see through the windows. He saw her greet Elizabeth and Will, then come outside for a walk. He also saw a young, good-looking British officer follow her outside.
Jack growled quietly, reaching for his pistol before he realized it, knowing it was the man who was trying to take Lara away from him. He then forcefully took his hand away and tried to listen to their conversation. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear much, they were too quiet, and he was too far away. He did see Lara fake a smile and fan herself; he knew she hated the man, and was just being polite. He growled again when he saw the man bow and kiss her hand before walking away, then saw Lara go inside shortly after that.
The rest of the evening was fairly uneventful. He saw Lara talk with Will and Elizabeth, chat with a few of the servants, dance with a few men (which made his blood boil), then leave the party early. Seeing her get into the carriage was his signal to leave. He immediately leapt over the wall, and followed her home.
Not long afterwards, she left the carriage and headed inside; moments later, a light lit in a room near the front of the house, and he saw her through the window, pulling pins out of her hair. She stepped away from the window for several moments, then returned wearing a nightgown. She looked outside for a moment before blowing out the light.
"Good night, my bonny lass," Jack whispered to her. "I'll be back for you before tomorrow night is over!"
He turned around and headed for Will and Elizabeth's, hoping to get a good night's sleep in one of their spare rooms.
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AN: Well, I hope that this chapter wasn't too sappy or anything and that people liked reading it! Please leave a review, it makes me happy!
AN: Okay people, we all know that Lara loves Jack, and Jack loves Lara, so there's no cause to worry about Thomas Pierce, right? I promise to deal with him later in a calm and orderly manner (unless I feel very violent for some reason), so everyone can just chill out, okay? Now enjoy a wonderful chapter with Jack Sparrow in it!
Chapter 3: Jack's Arrival:
Somewhere in the Caribbean:
(Listen to 3 Doors Down, "Here Without You" while reading this part! It fits perfectly!)
Jack stood at the helm of The Black Pearl, staring out at the horizon. There was only one thing in the world that dominated his thoughts as much as his ship, and that was a certain young woman in Port Royal; Lara Storm.
His mouth quirked into a smirk at the thought of his "bonny lass." Ever since he'd first seen her on the docks after saving Elizabeth, she'd always been on his mind. He loved the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, and the way her hair fell in waves down her back.
He remembered their first kiss after his "hanging" and smiled even wider. As soon as he got her away from those stuffy red-coats at Port Royal, they'd be sharing a lot more kisses to make up for lost time!
He was brought out of his happy thoughts by a familiar voice calling his name.
"Jack!" It was Annamaria; it was always Annamaria.
Jack sighed. "What is it, Annamaria?"
"Jack, did you ever think about what might happen if you took her away from Port Royal? I mean, you can't just whisk her away; it's been over nine months! Maybe her feelings have changed?"
Jack turned toward her, frowning. "Annamaria, I am not leaving Port Royal without my bonny lass on this ship! Even if her feelings have changed, I can always change them back, savvy? Now get back to work!"
Annamaria scowled at him and turned to swab the deck, muttering under her breath. She only wanted what was best for her friend, but she wasn't sure about Jack's plan to get his 'lady love' back into their lives. She hoped that Jack's plan worked; if not, and Lara wanted to go back to her old world, they were in deep trouble, and hanging from the noose was a bad thing no matter how you looked at it.
Meanwhile, Jack went back to steering the ship, thinking about Lara's lips on his.
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That same day, Port Royal:
Lara stood on the balcony of her room, overlooking the town. She really wished that she had the same view of the ocean that she'd had at the Governor's mansion, but she couldn't complain; the view was still beautiful. The late-afternoon sun glinted off of the sea, giving it a shimmering silvery blue color, and the town was the picturesque town out of stories, all of the people bustling around, talking, laughing, and selling their wares.
Lara sighed. She wished she were anywhere but here. Mrs. Worthington had heard about her going to the Governor's party that evening, and had called the dressmaker to help Lara get a new dress. Lara had tried to protest, but Mrs. Worthington wouldn't hear of it. Apparently the lady of the house wasn't satisfied with dressing up her own daughter, so she felt the need to dress Lara up as well. The seamstress had brought over several already made dresses, and Mrs. Worthington was picking out one for Lara to wear. Three had fit; a red and gold gown, a gray and silver gown, and an ivory colored gown. Lara couldn't care less which one she wore, but Mrs. Worthington was determined to see her well-dressed. Finally, Lara had enough.
"Madam?" she asked the lady of the house. Mrs. Worthington looked up from the gowns.
"Perhaps we could have Amanda pick out the gown? She does have a certain knack for it."
The lady smiled. "An excellent idea, Lara!" She went to the door and called her daughter, who raced into the room as quickly as possible.
"Yes, Mama?" she asked her mother.
"Amanda, dear, Lara needs help picking out a gown. Which one do you like better on her?" her mother asked.
The little girl looked at the three dresses, then at Lara. "I like the red one!"
Lara smiled. "Then the red one will be the one I'll wear tonight to the Governor's mansion! Thank you, Amanda."
Amanda hugged her around the waist. "Your welcome, Lara!" she exclaimed and raced out the door.
Lara looked at the sky and saw that the sun had faded into the horizon. She had better get ready. A maid helped her put on her corset, helped her as she put on her gown, then did her hair up in a lady-like bun, with a long, dark curl falling on each side of her face. After the maid had left, Lara tied a fan on her wrist, put on her "Jack bracelet," and headed out the door, only to find the Worthington carriage waiting for her. Lara's eyes opened wide in surprise. The footman opened the door, smiling.
"Lady Worthington thought it would be safer for you to ride there and back tonight, Miss Storm. After all, the city can be dangerous after dark." He winked at her jokingly.
She smiled as she got into the carriage and looked out the window as she rode along. As she watched, she noticed a shadow following the carriage. It looked like a man, and she was thankful for the carriage's protection. There were two guards up at the top, and they should be able to handle one man.
A few moments later, the carriage pulled up to the front of the Governor's mansion. The windows were well lit, and music was playing. A doorman at the front of the mansion helped Lara out of the carriage, and she went inside, hoping to spot Elizabeth and Will.
"Lara!"
She turned her head in time to see Will and Elizabeth walk up to her, smiles on their faces.
"Will! Elizabeth! You both look wonderful!" It was true. Will was handsome in brown velvet, and Elizabeth was lovely in her white gown.
"Oh, Lara, you look wonderful in red! It always was your best color!" Elizabeth exclaimed as they embraced each other quickly, and Will kissed Lara chastely on the cheek.
"Thank you, Lizzie," Lara said, blushing at the comment. "But you know that blue is my favorite color!" Elizabeth chuckled.
"Well," Will said, "what does my lovely wife say to a dance?" He held out his hand to Elizabeth, who smiled and took it. The two walked to the center of the floor and began dancing. After watching them dance for several moments, Lara decided to go out and get a breath of fresh air.
As she walked the familiar gardens, she felt a tap on her shoulder. It was Thomas. Her heart dropped as she put on a fake smile.
"Thomas, what are you doing here? I thought you were out at sea?"
He smiled at her. "I don't leave until tomorrow. I came for a brief moment to see you. I saw Mrs. Turner today, and she told me you would be here. I was wondering if you had an answer to my proposal."
Lara tried to keep her smile on her face. She flicked her fan open and began to fan herself to hide her nervousness. "Really, Thomas, isn't it a bit soon to ask for a reply? We haven't even been together that long, and you expect an answer so soon! Perhaps when you return I shall have an answer for you? Would that be alright?" She smiled charmingly at him, though she really felt ill at the thought of marrying him.
Thomas smiled at her and bowed. "You're right, Miss Storm. Perhaps it is too soon. I shall wait until my return in three weeks." He took her hand and kissed it. "Good night, Miss." He turned and walked away, hands clasped behind his back.
Lara took a deep breath and sighed. "Until then, Thomas," she whispered. "Perhaps I will answer you, though my heart will always belong to another man."
She headed into the house, not knowing she was being watched from the bushes.
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The Black Pearl had arrived close to Port Royal late in the afternoon. Not wanting the Commodore to arrest his crew, Jack had ordered the ship to land in a bay on the other side of the island, but still close to the city. After having Mr. Gibbs and Annamaria row him to shore, he told them to go back to the ship and return for him in two days. Both had looked at him skeptically, but obeyed. As soon as they were away from shore, Jack rushed toward Port Royal.
An hour later, Jack was sneaking through the darkening streets, trying to find Lara. After making some inquiries at the local taverns, he discovered that Will and Elizabeth had married and moved into a cottage on the edge of town. Thinking that this was a good time for a visit, he snuck over and knocked on their door.
Will answered the door, his eyes widening at the sight of who was on his porch.
"Jack?" he said in surprise. "What are you doing here? Get in here before someone sees you!" He grabbed Jack by the front of his coat and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind him.
"Well, thanks for the welcome, mate," Jack said, straightening his coat. He then looked up and saw that Will was a bit too well-dressed for a blacksmith. "What's with the getup, mate? Goin' somewhere?"
Will sighed. "There's a party at the Governor's mansion tonight, Jack. Elizabeth and I are going and." Elizabeth appeared in her white gown before he could finish.
"Will, have you seen my." She stopped speaking upon seeing Jack in their sitting room. Not saying another word, she angrily stalked up to Jack and slapped him.
Jack rubbed his jaw. "I'm not sure I deserved that. What was that for?"
Elizabeth glared at him. "How dare you leave Lara hanging on like that? Do you know what she's gone through? If you'd shown up earlier, she wouldn't have gotten nearly engaged to Thomas Pierce!"
Jack's blood went hot and he saw red. "What?! Some stiff-necked man is trying to marry my bonny lass?!" He reached for his pistol. "Where is he, I'll send him to Davy Jones locker before the hour's up!"
Will grabbed Jack's hand and stopped him from barging out the door. "She said almost engaged, Jack. An officer of Norrington's Navy has been courting Lara since three months after you left, and has asked her to marry him. He's leaving for the sea patrol for three weeks, and Lara said that she'd answer him when he got back. Right now, she's holding on to the hope that you'll come for her before then."
After seeing that Jack was a bit calmer with that explanation, Will let go of his arm. Elizabeth stepped closer to him, apology written on her face.
"I'm sorry for overreacting, Jack. There's a party at my father's home this evening. I know that Lara will be there."
Jack's face brightened. "I'll be there. But in the meantime, I want to know where my lass is right now. Is she still at yer father's?"
Elizabeth shook her head. "My father helped her find work with another family. The Worthington estate is up the hill from my father's. It's the last house on the street, you can't miss it."
Jack nodded before he left through the back door, and slipped into the night.
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He reached the Worthington residence just in time to see Lara step out the front door. His eyes widened at the sight of her in a beautiful red and gold gown, and then smiled when he saw his bracelet sparkle on her wrist. She must still like him, then.
He watched her smile at the footman before stepping into the carriage and riding away. He quickly followed, trying to stay hidden. He looked up in time to see her look out the carriage window, her eyes widening in fear.
He silently cursed himself. Of course she'd be scared; a shadowy man was following her! He trailed further behind until he reached the Governor's mansion.
Once there, he snuck over the wall and landed in the space between the wall and the bushes, just in time to see his love go up the steps and enter the house. Through the bushes, he could sort of see through the windows. He saw her greet Elizabeth and Will, then come outside for a walk. He also saw a young, good-looking British officer follow her outside.
Jack growled quietly, reaching for his pistol before he realized it, knowing it was the man who was trying to take Lara away from him. He then forcefully took his hand away and tried to listen to their conversation. Unfortunately, he couldn't hear much, they were too quiet, and he was too far away. He did see Lara fake a smile and fan herself; he knew she hated the man, and was just being polite. He growled again when he saw the man bow and kiss her hand before walking away, then saw Lara go inside shortly after that.
The rest of the evening was fairly uneventful. He saw Lara talk with Will and Elizabeth, chat with a few of the servants, dance with a few men (which made his blood boil), then leave the party early. Seeing her get into the carriage was his signal to leave. He immediately leapt over the wall, and followed her home.
Not long afterwards, she left the carriage and headed inside; moments later, a light lit in a room near the front of the house, and he saw her through the window, pulling pins out of her hair. She stepped away from the window for several moments, then returned wearing a nightgown. She looked outside for a moment before blowing out the light.
"Good night, my bonny lass," Jack whispered to her. "I'll be back for you before tomorrow night is over!"
He turned around and headed for Will and Elizabeth's, hoping to get a good night's sleep in one of their spare rooms.
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AN: Well, I hope that this chapter wasn't too sappy or anything and that people liked reading it! Please leave a review, it makes me happy!