Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean nor the characters but
some of the characters in this story are from my own imagination. Any
similarities with real people are highly coincidental.
Elizabeth sighed, James, Will and the rest of the royal guard had returned just a week ago with a large amount of pirate prisoners. Elizabeth and Will pleaded constantly to her father to allow Jack and his crew go free of the sentence, for they had after all aided in capturing pirates that had mysteriously disappeared from their jail cells a few years back. Barbossas' crew had all been hung two days ago and the governor had given permission to Jacks' crew to stay in Port Royal while Jack was still abed. When he got out however they could expect to be hunted down if they ever showed their faces in Port Royal again. Sighing again she stirred the tea in front of her. She sprinkled sugar into the cup before placing it on a tray and leaving the kitchen. Elizabeth then made her way to the spare bedroom and tapped lightly on the slightly ajar door. She pushed it open a bit farther and entered. There on the bed lay a very shallow breathing pirate with his faithful daughter beside him.
"Fleur," Elizabeth said gently "I brought you some tea, you'll enjoy it I'm sure"
Fleur didn't reply. Instead she tightened her hold on her fathers sash that was tied around his waist. Elizabeth sighed and examined with her eyes the wound Jack had been given. It had been cleaned and bandaged, leaving his tanned chest bare with the bandage wrapped around his abdomen to stem the bleeding. A small patch of red blood had stained the white of the bandage but it was nothing that could not be fixed. Fleur let out a stifled sob and wiped her eyes. Elizabeth could feel her heart breaking, no one, not even a pirate should suffer this torment. If she was in Fleurs' position and her father was the one ill she would hate it for anybody to be cruel and cold to her. Elizabeth straightened up; all jokes aside she had been selfish and disrespectful to Fleur. She was just so afraid though, she wanted to give James the best and when she witnessed the devotion James was expelling when Fleur first entered her house she had been green with envy. She couldn't bear to think of James ever loving another woman other than her, but she smiled. James had grown up so much; ever since Fleur first came she had seen her son slowly and progressively changing in front of her eyes.
His not my little boy anymore, she thought sadly, he's a grown man now.
Admitting he was still only 17 Elizabeth could do and as she watched her husband and James sailing away on the Dauntless in order to catch the escaped prisoner Elizabeth had been able to come to grips with reality.
Once a pirate, always a pirate she said inside her head, but that's who I married, I married a pirate she thought tenderly thinking of her husband who was now helping repair the few minor damages on the Black Pearl.
Frowning Elizabeth tried once more, "Fleur you have to drink or at least eat something!"
Fleur didn't take her eyes off Jack, "I could turn for a second," she begun slowly whispering, "and lose the only person who cares for me"
Elizabeth shivered mentally, Fleurs' voice was chilling.
"Don't be so daft girl! The crew care for you! James - James cares for you" she sighed, going quickly from humble anger to sadness.
Fleur didn't reply and Elizabeth sighed, "I'll leave this on the bureau" she said placing it down and slipping out the room.
As she turned to shut the door she saw Fleur throw her arms over Jacks' chest.
"Dad please you have to wake up! You have to!" she sobbed angrily shaking her fathers arm gently.
Elizabeth brought in a breath to steady herself and keep her expression blank; she didn't want to cry in front of Fleur, that was the last thing she needed. She softly shut the door and left the pirate girl alone.
Elizabeth sighed, James, Will and the rest of the royal guard had returned just a week ago with a large amount of pirate prisoners. Elizabeth and Will pleaded constantly to her father to allow Jack and his crew go free of the sentence, for they had after all aided in capturing pirates that had mysteriously disappeared from their jail cells a few years back. Barbossas' crew had all been hung two days ago and the governor had given permission to Jacks' crew to stay in Port Royal while Jack was still abed. When he got out however they could expect to be hunted down if they ever showed their faces in Port Royal again. Sighing again she stirred the tea in front of her. She sprinkled sugar into the cup before placing it on a tray and leaving the kitchen. Elizabeth then made her way to the spare bedroom and tapped lightly on the slightly ajar door. She pushed it open a bit farther and entered. There on the bed lay a very shallow breathing pirate with his faithful daughter beside him.
"Fleur," Elizabeth said gently "I brought you some tea, you'll enjoy it I'm sure"
Fleur didn't reply. Instead she tightened her hold on her fathers sash that was tied around his waist. Elizabeth sighed and examined with her eyes the wound Jack had been given. It had been cleaned and bandaged, leaving his tanned chest bare with the bandage wrapped around his abdomen to stem the bleeding. A small patch of red blood had stained the white of the bandage but it was nothing that could not be fixed. Fleur let out a stifled sob and wiped her eyes. Elizabeth could feel her heart breaking, no one, not even a pirate should suffer this torment. If she was in Fleurs' position and her father was the one ill she would hate it for anybody to be cruel and cold to her. Elizabeth straightened up; all jokes aside she had been selfish and disrespectful to Fleur. She was just so afraid though, she wanted to give James the best and when she witnessed the devotion James was expelling when Fleur first entered her house she had been green with envy. She couldn't bear to think of James ever loving another woman other than her, but she smiled. James had grown up so much; ever since Fleur first came she had seen her son slowly and progressively changing in front of her eyes.
His not my little boy anymore, she thought sadly, he's a grown man now.
Admitting he was still only 17 Elizabeth could do and as she watched her husband and James sailing away on the Dauntless in order to catch the escaped prisoner Elizabeth had been able to come to grips with reality.
Once a pirate, always a pirate she said inside her head, but that's who I married, I married a pirate she thought tenderly thinking of her husband who was now helping repair the few minor damages on the Black Pearl.
Frowning Elizabeth tried once more, "Fleur you have to drink or at least eat something!"
Fleur didn't take her eyes off Jack, "I could turn for a second," she begun slowly whispering, "and lose the only person who cares for me"
Elizabeth shivered mentally, Fleurs' voice was chilling.
"Don't be so daft girl! The crew care for you! James - James cares for you" she sighed, going quickly from humble anger to sadness.
Fleur didn't reply and Elizabeth sighed, "I'll leave this on the bureau" she said placing it down and slipping out the room.
As she turned to shut the door she saw Fleur throw her arms over Jacks' chest.
"Dad please you have to wake up! You have to!" she sobbed angrily shaking her fathers arm gently.
Elizabeth brought in a breath to steady herself and keep her expression blank; she didn't want to cry in front of Fleur, that was the last thing she needed. She softly shut the door and left the pirate girl alone.