DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM DOES. NO MONEY IS MADE OFF THIS STORY.
Jack and Gibbs hoisted Elizabeth's body up onto a spare bed. She seemed to have been in the water for a few days. Will stared at her sleeping body from the doorway. "Throw me that blanket Will. She's cold as death." shouted Gibbs. Will bent down and threw the blanket to him. After they had all left Will went and bent down next to her. Her skin was cold as he caressed her cheek. "Elizabeth." he whispered. This was the girl he hadn't seen for the longest time. How did he end up seeing her like this? He clasped his blacksmith hands around hers and closed his eyes. He hoped no one would ever see his tears.
But someone did see dear ole Will Turner's tears. Sam watched Will from the doorway. So this was the girl. How did a girl like that end up in the water? What was this feeling she felt? "Sam." She turned startled to face her father. "Why don't we let them be. Savvy?" Savvy. she thought. Sam leaned against the side of the ship and looked out at sea. A painful memory came to her mind.
*"Sam run!" Sam's mother's frantic voice called out to her daughter. The small girl ran aimlessly across the ship. Her mother told her to run but she was looking for her father. Where was her father? She suddenly saw him as she ran through the smoke. "Father!" Her father turned around with panic clear in his eyes. "Sam run. You must get off the ship!" Her head swam. "But what about you and mother?" Jack turned to his daughter. "Just go! NOW!"
Sam shook the unwanted memory from her mind. That happened a long time ago and she just wanted to forget. As she returned her gaze to the sea, she felt a sudden pang in her stomach as Will approached her side. "Is she alright Will?" He directed his attention towards her. A pang hit the inside of his stomach as he looked Sam in the eye. What was that? "She's ok. At least she seems okay. Annamaria is keeping an eye on her. Why was she in the ocean? I haven't seen her for a year and she turns up this way? I don't know how to feel." Sam looked at this man with sympatiec eyes. "I don't know Will. And I can't be the one to tell ye." Sam sauntered off.
~*~
"Their tearing my bloody ship apart!" Jack shouted over the smoke and sound of cannons. "Jack where's Sam?" Jack looked at Sam's mother. "I told her to run. She's off the ship." Sam looked at the ship from ashore. She didn't know what to do. She she scream? Should she run and tell someone? But there was no one to tell. She was alone on an island. Watching her father's ship being blown apart. "Father!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her cries were no help. Sam watched in horror as the ship burst into flames.
"Father!" Sam awoke from the dream drenched in sweat. She walked up to the top of the ship and only saw her father. He was passed out drunk from rum oviously. She swore she heard him mumble rum in his sleep. Is that what he dreamed about. Sam then stumbled upon Will. He had fallen asleep near Jack but he was not drunk. She looked at his peaceful sleeping body. She was mesmorized by the way his hair blew softly into his face. The way his lips moved when he slept. She was then shaken back to realilty by Gibbs shouting at her from the steer.
"This is your bloody father's ship and here I am steering it!" Sam let out a little chuckle. "Yes but you forget. He's Captain Jack Sparrow. He can steer it from his drunken sleep." Gibbs laughed at this. "Well young Sparrow. You have yet to follow in your father's footsteps. But then again, your like having a second one of him on the ship." Sam scrowed at this. "Mr. Gibbs. I may walk, talk and sometimes act like my father but trust me, I am NOT my father." Gibbs just continued to steer in laughter. Sam decided to seek a little revenge on her father this morning. This revenge was grabbing a bucket of water and throwing it on him. "Bloody hell!" he shouted.
~*~
The morning sun shone brightly into Elizabeth's room as she looked around hazingly. Where am I? she thought as she touched her hand to her head. Then she realized she was not alone in the room. A figure stood with it's back turned to her. An all too fimilar figure. "Jack?" she asked unsure. The figure then turned around. "Sorry luv. Far from it. I guess I should be tellin Turner your up?" Sam headed for the door. "NO! wait. Please don't. Not yet. Just close the door."
Sam closed the door and headed over to Elizabeth's bed. "You best be havin a good reason why I should not be tellin young mr. Turner your up." Elizabeth looked at this girl strangely. "I do. Trust me I do. I just can't face him yet." Sam smirked. "Yes from the story I heard you should be scared to see Will. What were you doing at sea anyways." Elizabeth looked at this stranger. "I got throw from the ship I was on. He told me it was a warning to young Mr. Turner and the pirates of the black pearl." Sam looked interested. "This man. Was it the one that you left Will for?" Elizabeth looked startled. "How do you know about that?" Sam smirked. Elizabeth knew that smirk. "There be no secrets on the black pearl." Elizabeth smiled uneasily. "Yes it was. But Will did not know the whole story. I did not want to leave him. I love him more then my life more than anything. This man just came along one night and threatened me. He knew of Will and of Jack and the black pearl. He threatened that if I did not come with him he would kill me and Will. What was I to do? I was scared. I wouldn't let anything happen to Will." Sam looked into this young girl's eyes and knew she was telling the truth.
Sam staggered over to Elizabeth's door. "Don't worry Miss Swann. I won't tell Will your awake until you give me warning." Elizabeth smiled. "Who might you be if you don't mind me asking." Sam smirked. "Sam....Sparrow."
Jack and Gibbs hoisted Elizabeth's body up onto a spare bed. She seemed to have been in the water for a few days. Will stared at her sleeping body from the doorway. "Throw me that blanket Will. She's cold as death." shouted Gibbs. Will bent down and threw the blanket to him. After they had all left Will went and bent down next to her. Her skin was cold as he caressed her cheek. "Elizabeth." he whispered. This was the girl he hadn't seen for the longest time. How did he end up seeing her like this? He clasped his blacksmith hands around hers and closed his eyes. He hoped no one would ever see his tears.
But someone did see dear ole Will Turner's tears. Sam watched Will from the doorway. So this was the girl. How did a girl like that end up in the water? What was this feeling she felt? "Sam." She turned startled to face her father. "Why don't we let them be. Savvy?" Savvy. she thought. Sam leaned against the side of the ship and looked out at sea. A painful memory came to her mind.
*"Sam run!" Sam's mother's frantic voice called out to her daughter. The small girl ran aimlessly across the ship. Her mother told her to run but she was looking for her father. Where was her father? She suddenly saw him as she ran through the smoke. "Father!" Her father turned around with panic clear in his eyes. "Sam run. You must get off the ship!" Her head swam. "But what about you and mother?" Jack turned to his daughter. "Just go! NOW!"
Sam shook the unwanted memory from her mind. That happened a long time ago and she just wanted to forget. As she returned her gaze to the sea, she felt a sudden pang in her stomach as Will approached her side. "Is she alright Will?" He directed his attention towards her. A pang hit the inside of his stomach as he looked Sam in the eye. What was that? "She's ok. At least she seems okay. Annamaria is keeping an eye on her. Why was she in the ocean? I haven't seen her for a year and she turns up this way? I don't know how to feel." Sam looked at this man with sympatiec eyes. "I don't know Will. And I can't be the one to tell ye." Sam sauntered off.
~*~
"Their tearing my bloody ship apart!" Jack shouted over the smoke and sound of cannons. "Jack where's Sam?" Jack looked at Sam's mother. "I told her to run. She's off the ship." Sam looked at the ship from ashore. She didn't know what to do. She she scream? Should she run and tell someone? But there was no one to tell. She was alone on an island. Watching her father's ship being blown apart. "Father!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Her cries were no help. Sam watched in horror as the ship burst into flames.
"Father!" Sam awoke from the dream drenched in sweat. She walked up to the top of the ship and only saw her father. He was passed out drunk from rum oviously. She swore she heard him mumble rum in his sleep. Is that what he dreamed about. Sam then stumbled upon Will. He had fallen asleep near Jack but he was not drunk. She looked at his peaceful sleeping body. She was mesmorized by the way his hair blew softly into his face. The way his lips moved when he slept. She was then shaken back to realilty by Gibbs shouting at her from the steer.
"This is your bloody father's ship and here I am steering it!" Sam let out a little chuckle. "Yes but you forget. He's Captain Jack Sparrow. He can steer it from his drunken sleep." Gibbs laughed at this. "Well young Sparrow. You have yet to follow in your father's footsteps. But then again, your like having a second one of him on the ship." Sam scrowed at this. "Mr. Gibbs. I may walk, talk and sometimes act like my father but trust me, I am NOT my father." Gibbs just continued to steer in laughter. Sam decided to seek a little revenge on her father this morning. This revenge was grabbing a bucket of water and throwing it on him. "Bloody hell!" he shouted.
~*~
The morning sun shone brightly into Elizabeth's room as she looked around hazingly. Where am I? she thought as she touched her hand to her head. Then she realized she was not alone in the room. A figure stood with it's back turned to her. An all too fimilar figure. "Jack?" she asked unsure. The figure then turned around. "Sorry luv. Far from it. I guess I should be tellin Turner your up?" Sam headed for the door. "NO! wait. Please don't. Not yet. Just close the door."
Sam closed the door and headed over to Elizabeth's bed. "You best be havin a good reason why I should not be tellin young mr. Turner your up." Elizabeth looked at this girl strangely. "I do. Trust me I do. I just can't face him yet." Sam smirked. "Yes from the story I heard you should be scared to see Will. What were you doing at sea anyways." Elizabeth looked at this stranger. "I got throw from the ship I was on. He told me it was a warning to young Mr. Turner and the pirates of the black pearl." Sam looked interested. "This man. Was it the one that you left Will for?" Elizabeth looked startled. "How do you know about that?" Sam smirked. Elizabeth knew that smirk. "There be no secrets on the black pearl." Elizabeth smiled uneasily. "Yes it was. But Will did not know the whole story. I did not want to leave him. I love him more then my life more than anything. This man just came along one night and threatened me. He knew of Will and of Jack and the black pearl. He threatened that if I did not come with him he would kill me and Will. What was I to do? I was scared. I wouldn't let anything happen to Will." Sam looked into this young girl's eyes and knew she was telling the truth.
Sam staggered over to Elizabeth's door. "Don't worry Miss Swann. I won't tell Will your awake until you give me warning." Elizabeth smiled. "Who might you be if you don't mind me asking." Sam smirked. "Sam....Sparrow."