Mwahaha Im listening to Blurry, by Puddle of Mudd while im writing this, OMG it kinda, at the start, sounds good for the W/E coupling, LMAO
Everything's so blurry,
and everyone's so fake,
and everybody's empty,
and everything is so messed up,
preoccupied without you,
I cannot live at all,
My whole world surrounds you,
I stumble and I crawl,
but you can be my someone,
you can be my scene (?)
Know that I'll protect you,
from all of the obscene,
I wonder what your doing,
imagine where you are,
there's oceans in between us,
but that's not very far......
MWAHAHA okay okay I'll stop. Apart from Blindspott That's one of my favourite songs.
Lyrics might pop up here and there during this chapter, XD
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Elizabeth stirred from sleep, to feel a pair of arms around her, but she didn't open her eyes. For a moment, she thought she was still sleeping in the cabin of the infamous Jack Sparrow, and he had jumped into bed with her, but she quickly passed that thought off. The body beneath her was familiar, as was the embrace. She slowly cracked one eye open, not daring to believe that they had found Will, but sure enough, he was fast asleep next to her, looking more worn, and more tired than usual, but he was there, and that was enough for her.
She slowly pulled away from him, not wanting to wake him, and silently padded across the small cabin, to pull back the curtain and look out the window. It was late, very late, and she realised that she had slept all day. From above her, on the deck, she could hear the slurred speech of drunken pirates, and above all of them she heard Jack positively howling. Cringing, she decided that she would busy herself with getting something to eat and drink for Will, and she slipped out into the empty corridor.
Looking either way, she silently slipped down the hallway to the kitchen before she was spotted, and once she was there, she looked around in wonder. The best she could describe it, was a mess. There was piles of everything, and she wasn't sure she would eat another meal aboard the Black Pearl.
With a great deal of searching, found a clean jug, and a cup, so she filled the jug with water, and placed them on a tray. Then she went about gathering food that looked at least partially edible, and placed it on the tray also. Smiling slightly to herself as she surveyed the mess for the last time, she headed back to her room, and let herself back in.
She was greeted by Will, who looked up from where he had been lying on his side, partially asleep.
"Elizabeth," he said gently, "I was wondering where you had got to,"
Elizabeth set the tray down on a table, and poured a mug of water, which she collected up and took over to him.
"Drink this," she said softly, sitting on the bed beside him. She helped him sit up, and carefully pressed the mug to his lips. He drained it, and she frowned slightly as she pulled it away, and she set it on a table behind the bed.
"Thank you," he said, wiping the water from around his mouth, and gingerly resting his weight on his arms as he pulled himself up and leaned against the wall. All the bruises across his stomach and ribs showed in the flickering of the candlelight, and Elizabeth trailed a hand over his ribs. He flinched slightly as she rested her hand on his side, and she looked at him, her eyes full of concern.
"What did they do to you," she murmured, carefully removing her hand as not to hurt him further, "You look terrible."
"Im fine," he assured her, smiling weakly, but he was still exhausted, and she could see right through him. She got up and took some bread from the tray, and brought it back to him.
"Eat this," she handed it to him, and carefully watched as he took a bite. She only grew more concerned when he only ate half. He handed the remainder back to her, and she placed it on the bedside table, next to the empty glass.
"Will you have to eat," she pleaded, "You have to be hungry,"
"Elizabeth," he gingerly slipped an arm around her, and pulled her against his chest, and slid down so he was lying on his side once more, "I cannot eat any more," he drew her closer to her, encircling his arms around her, holding her tightly.
"I love you so much," he said softly to her, as he closed his eyes.
Elizabeth smiled, and pulled away, moving over to extinguish the lamp. She leaned over him and kissed his cheek gently, before she curled up at his side once more, and sighed in content.
"I love you too," she said, feeling sleepy once again. She felt his arms relax around her, and his breathing deepen in steady breaths. He shifted, so he lay on his back, and she moved herself, resting her head against his chest. Her arm brushed over his abused ribs, and she couldn't help a tear slide down her cheek as she though of how badly she had missed him, and the bad condition he was in now. She clung tighter to him, and closed her eyes as she felt more tears come. Elizabeth buried her face in Will's neck, and cried herself slowly to sleep.
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When Jack woke up the next morning, he found Elizabeth sitting on the deck, seemingly watching him in amusement. The Pirate groaned, and rolled over, using the mast as support to heave himself up. He stretched, poking his stomach out, and then fell back into a slouch, holding his bottle of Rum by the neck in his hand. He frowned, and rubbed the back of his head, trying to remember the night before, with no such luck. But he didn't have a hangover, and he was full of himself.
"Ah, Elizabeth, darling, up bright and early as usual," he smirked, "You know, you really should see a doctor or something, im not sure even when I have a hangover am as sick as you are love, and loving my Rum as I do, I spend most of my days, with a hangover," He winked.
"Jack, you know as well as I do that I just have sea sickness," she said, and smiled , "Im fine now," she said softly. Jack raised an eyebrow.
"And how is young Mr Turner?" he asked, and although his voice was firm, she could tell he was concerned.
"Will is alright," she said softly, "Injured, and tired, but he will be fine." She reached out her hand to him, and he helped her up from the deck.
"Speaking of which, I need to have a talk with him," Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, but he brushed her off. Anna-Maria conveniently appeared from behind the mast.
"Elizabeth, you wouldn't mind giving me a hand here?" She asked, "I need an extra hand,"
"Of course," Elizabeth smiled, and turned to Jack.
"Work calls Mr Sparrow," she laughed, and disappeared with the female pirate.
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Will groaned as he forced himself to get out of bed, and find Elizabeth. As far as he knew, she had gone above deck, presumably to throw up. He hated that she was still sick, and cursed himself for not following her. As he brought a shirt over his head, trying to pull it on, his arm cramped painfully, and his ribs screamed. He groaned as he finally slid it down over his stomach to hide the damage.
Jack burst through the door of his cabin, and he jumped slightly, turning to see the pirate grinning at him through dark eyes rimmed with eyeliner.
"How are you mate?" he smiled, "Jesus, you look terrible, miss the opportune moment?"
"Have you heard of privacy, Jack," Will asked, raising an eyebrow. Jack shook his head innocently,
"Not on my own ship, unless Elizabeth is in here, with ye, and your........occupied," Jack grinned wickedly, "You weren't doing anything you shouldn't be, that would call for such privacy, were you?" Jack was positively amused, getting the reaction he wanted.
"Of course not!," Will said quickly, still not used to the bluntness of the pirate, although he knew better than to trust Jack to speak in a sensible manner.
"Jack, this really isn't the time, I have to go check on Elizabeth," he said, frowning slightly.
"Yer lass is fine," Jack said carelessly, waving his hand, "But actually, I came to talk to you about something, a man to man talk if you will."
"What?" Will narrowed his eyes suspiciously, sitting down on the bed, and looking up at the pirate, who's face suddenly turned to an expression of utter seriousness.
"It's about yer lass," he said, and then his face shifted, he seemed itching to say something, and then he did.
"You knocked her up!," he said incrediously, a devious grin spreading on his face. Will looked slightly confused.
"I what?" he asked.
Then the colour drained from his face, "Jack, you don't mean what I think you mean," he groaned, dropping his head into his hands, then looking up, "She isn't....pregnant, is she?" his face fell as he took one look at Jack's expression, and Jack swaggered over to him.
"Good on you mate," Jack grinned, slapping him on the back, " to be honest, I wasn't really sure you had it in you, but....." He was cut off sharply.
"Jack, what am I going to do, Elizabeth won't want a child so soon, what if she leaves?" he groaned in despair, "what if she is waiting till I get better to tell me, and.........."
"Woah, hold up," Jack held his hands up, "She doesn't know yet......"
"What do you mean she doesn't know!," Will looked at Jack like he was insane, "You mean you haven't told her! Jack, are you crazy?!" he asked, and then he stood up.
"No, don't answer that," he said as he saw that Jack had his mouth open to answer him, and then he ran a hand through his matted hair, and sighed.
"Relax mate," Jack said, " We didn't tell her because she was fretting enough because you were gone, Anna-Maria's having a talk to her now."
"Jack," Will said in a warning tone, "what about her father,"
Jack looked stumped for a moment.
"Well, he might offer drinks, like at the wedding?" he said airily.
"That's not what I meant."
"It'll all work out, now you get some rest, and I'll send yer lass down to talk things over with you, relax, it'll be fine," Jack said, leaving Will sitting on the bed, looking a mixture of worried, and deep down, very happy. He sighed. He just hoped Elizabeth wouldn't be too mad at him, then he would feel a whole lot better with the situation.
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Hehe I lied about the lyrics, chances are, they will pop up next chapter if they make an appearance at all,
and my funny line. Wasn't all it was cracked up to be, but I just had these visions of Jack like, being in awe, kinda shocked, like
"OMG you knocked her up!"
And Will being like all uh-oh, thinking Jack is mad at him, and worrying about all this other stuff, and Jack swaggering over and being like
"Good on ya mate!!!!!!" hehe (I stole that off the speights ad by the way, LMAO)
It would have been a CRACK up man.
Anywhoosa, next chapter up soon, R/R
Gah.....I was thinking the other day, of illustrating some of my stories. Just like a couple of scenes, but yeah......
If anyone who is commenting might take this into account, and just slip in your suggestions of what might make a good pictures, or you can email me even if you really want, just a scene you might like to see a picture of? Thanks guys.