Yes, so, we've updated. Yay. I love this story... it's so completely
screwed up.
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"Elizabeth?! What on earth happened?"
The pale face staring back at him, made paler by the black make up, showed no interest or pleasure in seeing her old friend again.
"I went for a swim."
"But, but... why?! The water... and... the water. And why are you wearing black? Dear lord, are you in mourning? Did something happen to Will?"
"My husband is fine. Everyone's fine. I just like black."
An eyebrow rose perplexedly. Jack nodded. "Well, alright then. We'll be in Port Royal shortly."
*
Walking through the door with Elizabeth on one arm and Jade on the other, Jack was struck at once by the amount of swords decorating the walls.
"Elizabeth?" he questioned, "Has Will hit his head lately?"
"He likes his work," she answered, walking though to the kitchen. "He should be home for lunch soon. Come meet Jack."
"Umm... Elizabeth luv? I AM Jack."
She ignored him, opening the bay doors that led out to the garden. "JACK!" she screamed.
Wincing at the pitch, Jack flinched as Elizabeth strode past him into the living room. Sensing the movement, Jade snuggled against her father, tucking herself under his arm.
"Are you alright Daddy?" she questioned throatily, frowning as he pulled away.
"Fine luv," he croaked, glancing around nervously.
A moment later, a young man burst through the doors Elizabeth had thrown open.
"Good day," he greeted the pair cordially.
"Who are you?" Jack asked suspiciously. "Not a pirate, are you?"
"No." Jack looked immensely relieved. "I'm Jack Turner." He extended a hand. Jack blinked, then shook it vigorously.
"You'd be young Will's son then. Young Will has a son?"
"It would seem that way."
"Well. I am Captain Jack Sparrow. And this is my daughter, Jade."
Jade was eyeing the boy hungrily. He had nothing on her father, but the dark eyes, slightly crooked nose, and black curly hair were appealing enough in their own way. She smiled slowly, puffing out her chest instinctively.
"Hello, Jack." She spoke the name as if it were a chocolate, savoring it on her tongue. "It's a pleasure to meet you." She promptly tripped forward, trusting him to catch her. "Oh! How clumsy of me."
Jack smiled at her innocently, helping her to stand up. "So, what brings you here?"
"We found your mother swimming," the captain shuddered at the thought. "We thought we'd best return her."
"Oh, not again," the boy muttered, stomping into the living room. "Mother, you promised."
"Promised what, dear heart?" Elizabeth questioned in a monotone, looking up from the candle she was staring at.
"That you wouldn't try to drown yourself again."
"Death is all around us," Elizabeth said simply. She rose to her feet. "William will be home soon. I should cut some flowers for the table." She left the room, her black dress trailing behind her.
"Well she's a right little ray of sunshine," Jade muttered.
Jack Sparrow turned to Jack Turner. "How long has she been like that?"
The boy shrugged. "A few years. She's always on about black and night, and gore and death. Right annoying it is. She makes Grandfather seem normal." They heard a door open in the kitchen. "Father!" Jack yelled, storming down the hall with Jack and Jade in tow. "Mother's been at it again." He stopped in the doorway. "Oh yes, and we have company."
Will looked up as Jade moved to stand beside the younger Jack. He looked confused for a moment and then caught sight of the captain peering nervously from behind his son. His eyes widened.
"Jack?" he whispered breathlessly.
A grin broke out over the captain's face. "Well, hello dear Wi-"
He was cut off as Will leapt over the table, nearly knocked over the uncaring Elizabeth, and hugged Jack tightly. "It's so good to see you again!" the younger man gushed.
"Will... I can't... breathe," Jack gasped.
"Oh right, of course." Will stepped back, cheeks reddened slightly. Jade's brown eyes flashed jealously as she glared at him. Jack Turner looked at his father curiously.
Looking oddly at his friend, Jack Sparrow licked his lips nervously. Will inhaled sharply, eyes widening again. Then he kissed the captain hard, slamming him against the wall. Everyone, except for Elizabeth, stared at them in shock for a moment. Then Jade began to scream.
"Get off him!" she yelled, pulling Will away. "You bastard! You're trying to take my father from me!" She attempted to claw out Will's eyes, stopped only by Jack Turner, who grabbed her from behind and pinned her arms.
"I can't help it," Will protested. "It's hardly MY fault he's so bloody beautiful." He had turned to the captain and most likely would have tried to start snogging him again if not for the fact that Jack was huddled against the wall, looking about wildly with his arms crossed protectively over his chest.
"Oh, now you've gone and done it," Jade hissed. She broke free, and rushed to her father's side. "Daddy, it's alright," she spoke soothingly. "Come on, that's it. Sit down. I'll make it better." She helped her father sink to the ground, glaring at Will as she did so.
"What did I do?" he demanded.
"Nobody's allowed to have sex with him," she answered unhelpfully. "Not unless it's me." Jack Turner started at her last comment, wondering if he'd heard her correctly. Will, however, ignored it.
"Well I wasn't truing to have SEX with him!" he yelled.
Captain Jack Sparrow clapped his hands over his ears. He drew his knees up to his chest and began shaking his head frantically. "No, no, no-no-no," he moaned. "Not the 's' word. Please stop saying the 's' word. Not the 's' word."
"Which 's' word, Daddy? Sex or savvy?"
For a moment Jack Sparrow was rendered speechless, staring up at his daughter, horrified. Then his mind decided that being faced with not one but two of his phobias was simply too much, and he promptly fainted.
"Oh, NOW look what you've done!" Jade yelled, jumping deftly to her feet, surprising, considering the corset she was wearing.
"What I'VE done?" Will yelled back. "I haven't done a blasted thing, other than kissing the most delectable man on the face of the planet! Is that so wrong?"
"It is when you cause him enough trauma to make him faint!"
"You need your corset loosened girl! YOU'RE the on who made him pass out!
"Me?" Jade repeated with a bitter laugh.
"Yes, you. He only lost consciousness after you asked whether he meant sex or savvy."
"How dare you?" How dare you suggest I would ever cause harm to my beautiful father?"
"If you weren't a girl, I'd punch you out and take him myself."
"Why don't you just try?"
"He'd be far happier with me anyway. I could get him into bed."
"Why you..." Jade lunged at Will, doing her best to cause him as much pain as physically possible, and he fought right back. Jack Turner tried to separate them, ducking random flying objects.
IN midst of all the chaos, Elizabeth sat disinterestedly at the table, chopping up flowers with a butcher knife.
"I'm hungry," she announced to no one in particular. "Are there any squirrels about?"
*
"Elizabeth?! What on earth happened?"
The pale face staring back at him, made paler by the black make up, showed no interest or pleasure in seeing her old friend again.
"I went for a swim."
"But, but... why?! The water... and... the water. And why are you wearing black? Dear lord, are you in mourning? Did something happen to Will?"
"My husband is fine. Everyone's fine. I just like black."
An eyebrow rose perplexedly. Jack nodded. "Well, alright then. We'll be in Port Royal shortly."
*
Walking through the door with Elizabeth on one arm and Jade on the other, Jack was struck at once by the amount of swords decorating the walls.
"Elizabeth?" he questioned, "Has Will hit his head lately?"
"He likes his work," she answered, walking though to the kitchen. "He should be home for lunch soon. Come meet Jack."
"Umm... Elizabeth luv? I AM Jack."
She ignored him, opening the bay doors that led out to the garden. "JACK!" she screamed.
Wincing at the pitch, Jack flinched as Elizabeth strode past him into the living room. Sensing the movement, Jade snuggled against her father, tucking herself under his arm.
"Are you alright Daddy?" she questioned throatily, frowning as he pulled away.
"Fine luv," he croaked, glancing around nervously.
A moment later, a young man burst through the doors Elizabeth had thrown open.
"Good day," he greeted the pair cordially.
"Who are you?" Jack asked suspiciously. "Not a pirate, are you?"
"No." Jack looked immensely relieved. "I'm Jack Turner." He extended a hand. Jack blinked, then shook it vigorously.
"You'd be young Will's son then. Young Will has a son?"
"It would seem that way."
"Well. I am Captain Jack Sparrow. And this is my daughter, Jade."
Jade was eyeing the boy hungrily. He had nothing on her father, but the dark eyes, slightly crooked nose, and black curly hair were appealing enough in their own way. She smiled slowly, puffing out her chest instinctively.
"Hello, Jack." She spoke the name as if it were a chocolate, savoring it on her tongue. "It's a pleasure to meet you." She promptly tripped forward, trusting him to catch her. "Oh! How clumsy of me."
Jack smiled at her innocently, helping her to stand up. "So, what brings you here?"
"We found your mother swimming," the captain shuddered at the thought. "We thought we'd best return her."
"Oh, not again," the boy muttered, stomping into the living room. "Mother, you promised."
"Promised what, dear heart?" Elizabeth questioned in a monotone, looking up from the candle she was staring at.
"That you wouldn't try to drown yourself again."
"Death is all around us," Elizabeth said simply. She rose to her feet. "William will be home soon. I should cut some flowers for the table." She left the room, her black dress trailing behind her.
"Well she's a right little ray of sunshine," Jade muttered.
Jack Sparrow turned to Jack Turner. "How long has she been like that?"
The boy shrugged. "A few years. She's always on about black and night, and gore and death. Right annoying it is. She makes Grandfather seem normal." They heard a door open in the kitchen. "Father!" Jack yelled, storming down the hall with Jack and Jade in tow. "Mother's been at it again." He stopped in the doorway. "Oh yes, and we have company."
Will looked up as Jade moved to stand beside the younger Jack. He looked confused for a moment and then caught sight of the captain peering nervously from behind his son. His eyes widened.
"Jack?" he whispered breathlessly.
A grin broke out over the captain's face. "Well, hello dear Wi-"
He was cut off as Will leapt over the table, nearly knocked over the uncaring Elizabeth, and hugged Jack tightly. "It's so good to see you again!" the younger man gushed.
"Will... I can't... breathe," Jack gasped.
"Oh right, of course." Will stepped back, cheeks reddened slightly. Jade's brown eyes flashed jealously as she glared at him. Jack Turner looked at his father curiously.
Looking oddly at his friend, Jack Sparrow licked his lips nervously. Will inhaled sharply, eyes widening again. Then he kissed the captain hard, slamming him against the wall. Everyone, except for Elizabeth, stared at them in shock for a moment. Then Jade began to scream.
"Get off him!" she yelled, pulling Will away. "You bastard! You're trying to take my father from me!" She attempted to claw out Will's eyes, stopped only by Jack Turner, who grabbed her from behind and pinned her arms.
"I can't help it," Will protested. "It's hardly MY fault he's so bloody beautiful." He had turned to the captain and most likely would have tried to start snogging him again if not for the fact that Jack was huddled against the wall, looking about wildly with his arms crossed protectively over his chest.
"Oh, now you've gone and done it," Jade hissed. She broke free, and rushed to her father's side. "Daddy, it's alright," she spoke soothingly. "Come on, that's it. Sit down. I'll make it better." She helped her father sink to the ground, glaring at Will as she did so.
"What did I do?" he demanded.
"Nobody's allowed to have sex with him," she answered unhelpfully. "Not unless it's me." Jack Turner started at her last comment, wondering if he'd heard her correctly. Will, however, ignored it.
"Well I wasn't truing to have SEX with him!" he yelled.
Captain Jack Sparrow clapped his hands over his ears. He drew his knees up to his chest and began shaking his head frantically. "No, no, no-no-no," he moaned. "Not the 's' word. Please stop saying the 's' word. Not the 's' word."
"Which 's' word, Daddy? Sex or savvy?"
For a moment Jack Sparrow was rendered speechless, staring up at his daughter, horrified. Then his mind decided that being faced with not one but two of his phobias was simply too much, and he promptly fainted.
"Oh, NOW look what you've done!" Jade yelled, jumping deftly to her feet, surprising, considering the corset she was wearing.
"What I'VE done?" Will yelled back. "I haven't done a blasted thing, other than kissing the most delectable man on the face of the planet! Is that so wrong?"
"It is when you cause him enough trauma to make him faint!"
"You need your corset loosened girl! YOU'RE the on who made him pass out!
"Me?" Jade repeated with a bitter laugh.
"Yes, you. He only lost consciousness after you asked whether he meant sex or savvy."
"How dare you?" How dare you suggest I would ever cause harm to my beautiful father?"
"If you weren't a girl, I'd punch you out and take him myself."
"Why don't you just try?"
"He'd be far happier with me anyway. I could get him into bed."
"Why you..." Jade lunged at Will, doing her best to cause him as much pain as physically possible, and he fought right back. Jack Turner tried to separate them, ducking random flying objects.
IN midst of all the chaos, Elizabeth sat disinterestedly at the table, chopping up flowers with a butcher knife.
"I'm hungry," she announced to no one in particular. "Are there any squirrels about?"