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Good news people! I have been waiting for Guava Boat to review and (s)he did! Now I get to taunt them. *Rubs hands together devilishly* Yup, I decided I'm not being little miss nice girl anymore. It's time to hear what I REALLY have to say.
GuavaBoat-Yes, I knew that Juniper was a shrub and named my character after it anyway. LIVE WITH IT. And if you read stories and leave nice reviews, why aren't you leaving nice reviews on mine? THAT MAKES SENSE! I did not say that only writers have the right to leave reviews; that is not what I implied. I mean that if you have written stories, you know it's not very good to get a review like yours. It hurts, yet you leave them anyway. Although now, I'm happy to get reviews like yours. BRING IT ON PEOPLE! Don't like what I have, complain. I don't care anymore. Good, you read the reviews and still think I'm dull-witted. Was that supposed to make me feel bad? If so, it didn't work, so stop trying and think of some GOOD insults for once. And once again, I don't give a **** about the name! I liked the name, so TOO BAD! It's the name I chose, I'm the author, the title of the website is fanFICTION, and I was never good with history. Ok? Good. Ok! Here we go again, you think the name is stupid! So why are you telling me this seven million times? I know you think it's stupid, but I don't think it's stupid, so that way, I'm keeping it. And like I said before, I "liked the name." Too bad. I like it, it stays. She's the daughter of a pirate; you think she's going to have a hoity-toity name like the others? No...And ya know what? So what if I'm dull-witted? I write FOR FUN! It's one of my favorite hobbies, and you're not even commenting on the writing, but on the name! So, sweetie, get over it. I liked the name and your reviews won't change that.
Good! Got that out of the way. On with the story!
Chapter 22-Misery
Three weeks later
Jack was usually always standing at the helm since they first began the journey. Liz and Will, not to mention the rest of the crew, was worried sick. Jack would always take breaks to eat now and then, but now, they were really worried.
"Jack, you've been standing at the helm for three days now. Please, eat something." Liz pleaded with the older man.
"Lizzie, go sit down." Jack began, not making eye contact with her. "We're almost there."
Liz nodded and lowered her head. This time she knew the man had completely lost it.
Will wasn't much better off. He sat there in a daze all day, sharpening swords and just staring into the sea. His depression had not lessened at all. Jack was still depressed and Liz was still sick from pregnancy.
Liz hated seeing the two men like this. Sure, she had her problems, but nothing compared to this. Life on the high-sea wasn't an adventure anymore; instead, it was her very own road to depression. ~*~*~*~
I had been scrubbing the deck for three hours. The evil man would come over every once in a while, spit on the deck and say, "You missed a spot." He would cackle, and then walk away. I hated the man with a passion. Most of all, I missed Jack.
We had docked at some place unbeknownst to me completely. It didn't matter where we were anymore. It wasn't like I would be able to escape any time soon. I missed how Jack would take me on trips on the land and would buy me something every now and then, but this captain would tell me to stay onboard and scrub the stupid deck for hours. I couldn't take it anymore and I had only been here for less then a month.
My only friend was gone. Elijah, the captain told me, got kicked off. The bloody man got rid of him and now the only person I had to talk to was myself. Maybe if I did do that, they'd think I was crazy and would get rid of me. But it was unlikely.
I also thought about diving overboard. The captain couldn't swim, therefore making it easy for my escape. But where would I escape to? There was nowhere close by seeing as we just left port about two days ago. This is it. I'll be on this ship forever. ~*~*~*~
Jack and the crew had just arrived at Symantec Port. They lowered the anchor and were prepared to look for Juniper.
Jack practically ran off the ship and looked around frantically. But he saw no one of any importance in his eyes. He decided to ask if anyone knew.
He saw a farmer and decided to ask him. "Excuse me? Have ye seen a ship called the Darlene?"
The farmer was shocked at Jack's appearance; not only was he a pirate, but now he was sleep deprived too.
"Darlene...yup, the Darlene left just about two days ago." With that, the farmer walked away as fast as possible.
Jack's face melted as he heard the news. He had just missed her. He ran up to the farmer again.
"I beg yer pardon, but did ye see if there was a young lass with the crew?"
"A lass?" He stroked his chin. "Why yes, there was a lass. Dreadful, though. She was kicking and screaming; just the absolute picture of unhappiness."
This time the man walked away and Jack didn't stop him. Juniper was unhappy. A scowl arose on Jack's face. Juniper was gone with some evil crew that was making her absolutely miserable.
Jack ran back to the Pearl and stopped to catch his breath.
"Jack! What is it?" Will asked nervously.
"Darlene...left port...two days ago...must catch up..."
Jack had ideas. Since the Pearl was the fastest ship known to man, it wouldn't be hard to catch up to these people. ~*~*~*~
I sat in my cold cabin sobbing relentlessly. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to see Jack again, to hug him, to take in his scent. The crew on this ship barely fed me and made me either stay in my cabin or just plainly scrub the decks for hours on end. There were no recent attacks on the ship so there was no use for my dagger.
My dagger. The only thing I had to remind me of Jack. I would feel over the blade with the inscription of our initials on it (A/N: Remember, Juniper and Jack have the same initials, something I realized when I was writing chapter 14 or something like that) and that bird in flight. Sometimes I would take it out while working, just to give me a little relief, but if noticed, I would get whipped. I was allowed no breaks while cleaning those decks, so if it looked like I was doing something else, my mind was wandering, or anything along those lines, I was beaten.
I thought of Liz and Will and the baby. I wondered how they were all doing. I still never got to find out the name that Liz and Will kept secret. I didn't understand why a name would be kept secret, but Liz and Will probably had their reasons. I just hoped the name Weatherby was out of the question.
I stared at the little desk at my bedside and saw yet again another depressing bowl of cold soup. I didn't want to eat anymore if this is what my life would become. ~*~*~*~
Everyone went back to their usual depression. Everyone except Jack. Jack was just going mad. He wouldn't leave the helm for anything, and for this he lost weight. He stayed there all day and night; that's another thing, he wouldn't sleep. Will and Liz, Ana Maria and Gibbs-they all worried about the man. There was, however, nothing they could do. His mind was set on finding this woman. He wouldn't stop until he did find her. And if that day never came, he would probably starve himself to death.
Liz was growing larger with the baby and was also getting a little more sensitive. It's something that happens in every pregnancy, nothing to worry about, but Will was more scared than anything. To him, everything that happened to her was lethal; staying awake at night, sleeping through the day, the morning sickness combined with the sea sickness, everything she went through, he thought it was fatal. Liz tried to convince him that this was completely normal; that nothing that was happening would be bad, but it wasn't worth it. He was positive that she was going to deliver a sick baby or die in the process.
~Three Days Later~
Jack slowly removed the spyglass from his eye. What was that? He cleaned the lens and raised it to his eye again.
"Crew! Pick up speed!" He called out.
"What is it?" Will asked, gripping Liz's hand tightly.
"It's her..." He began. "It's the Darlene."
Will took his spyglass and raised it to his eye. There was indeed a ship in front.
"Juniper?"
Jack nodded and displayed that ever famous grin that we all knew and loved.
He would get his lass back and give the man who took her what he deserved.
AbbieNormal182-Thank you! You rock!!
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Kait Adams-Thanks for the review! I do have something in the works, but it won't be up for a while.
PED-Sarah-Awww! That was one of the sweetest reviews I have ever read! Thank you so much!!
PhoenixRider11-Actually, I don't read Harry Potter lol. Just a coincidence I guess. And yes, you can have a Mr. Polyester! Thank you so much!
TennisFreak-Thank you! And yes, I believe that's true. And sure, once I find time, I would love to read your story.
SuzzieQue-Thank you! You rock! Thanks for the rum!
*All my reviewers get an all expenses paid trip to anywhere in the Caribbean with the POTC character of their choice! WOO!*
Good news people! I have been waiting for Guava Boat to review and (s)he did! Now I get to taunt them. *Rubs hands together devilishly* Yup, I decided I'm not being little miss nice girl anymore. It's time to hear what I REALLY have to say.
GuavaBoat-Yes, I knew that Juniper was a shrub and named my character after it anyway. LIVE WITH IT. And if you read stories and leave nice reviews, why aren't you leaving nice reviews on mine? THAT MAKES SENSE! I did not say that only writers have the right to leave reviews; that is not what I implied. I mean that if you have written stories, you know it's not very good to get a review like yours. It hurts, yet you leave them anyway. Although now, I'm happy to get reviews like yours. BRING IT ON PEOPLE! Don't like what I have, complain. I don't care anymore. Good, you read the reviews and still think I'm dull-witted. Was that supposed to make me feel bad? If so, it didn't work, so stop trying and think of some GOOD insults for once. And once again, I don't give a **** about the name! I liked the name, so TOO BAD! It's the name I chose, I'm the author, the title of the website is fanFICTION, and I was never good with history. Ok? Good. Ok! Here we go again, you think the name is stupid! So why are you telling me this seven million times? I know you think it's stupid, but I don't think it's stupid, so that way, I'm keeping it. And like I said before, I "liked the name." Too bad. I like it, it stays. She's the daughter of a pirate; you think she's going to have a hoity-toity name like the others? No...And ya know what? So what if I'm dull-witted? I write FOR FUN! It's one of my favorite hobbies, and you're not even commenting on the writing, but on the name! So, sweetie, get over it. I liked the name and your reviews won't change that.
Good! Got that out of the way. On with the story!
Chapter 22-Misery
Three weeks later
Jack was usually always standing at the helm since they first began the journey. Liz and Will, not to mention the rest of the crew, was worried sick. Jack would always take breaks to eat now and then, but now, they were really worried.
"Jack, you've been standing at the helm for three days now. Please, eat something." Liz pleaded with the older man.
"Lizzie, go sit down." Jack began, not making eye contact with her. "We're almost there."
Liz nodded and lowered her head. This time she knew the man had completely lost it.
Will wasn't much better off. He sat there in a daze all day, sharpening swords and just staring into the sea. His depression had not lessened at all. Jack was still depressed and Liz was still sick from pregnancy.
Liz hated seeing the two men like this. Sure, she had her problems, but nothing compared to this. Life on the high-sea wasn't an adventure anymore; instead, it was her very own road to depression. ~*~*~*~
I had been scrubbing the deck for three hours. The evil man would come over every once in a while, spit on the deck and say, "You missed a spot." He would cackle, and then walk away. I hated the man with a passion. Most of all, I missed Jack.
We had docked at some place unbeknownst to me completely. It didn't matter where we were anymore. It wasn't like I would be able to escape any time soon. I missed how Jack would take me on trips on the land and would buy me something every now and then, but this captain would tell me to stay onboard and scrub the stupid deck for hours. I couldn't take it anymore and I had only been here for less then a month.
My only friend was gone. Elijah, the captain told me, got kicked off. The bloody man got rid of him and now the only person I had to talk to was myself. Maybe if I did do that, they'd think I was crazy and would get rid of me. But it was unlikely.
I also thought about diving overboard. The captain couldn't swim, therefore making it easy for my escape. But where would I escape to? There was nowhere close by seeing as we just left port about two days ago. This is it. I'll be on this ship forever. ~*~*~*~
Jack and the crew had just arrived at Symantec Port. They lowered the anchor and were prepared to look for Juniper.
Jack practically ran off the ship and looked around frantically. But he saw no one of any importance in his eyes. He decided to ask if anyone knew.
He saw a farmer and decided to ask him. "Excuse me? Have ye seen a ship called the Darlene?"
The farmer was shocked at Jack's appearance; not only was he a pirate, but now he was sleep deprived too.
"Darlene...yup, the Darlene left just about two days ago." With that, the farmer walked away as fast as possible.
Jack's face melted as he heard the news. He had just missed her. He ran up to the farmer again.
"I beg yer pardon, but did ye see if there was a young lass with the crew?"
"A lass?" He stroked his chin. "Why yes, there was a lass. Dreadful, though. She was kicking and screaming; just the absolute picture of unhappiness."
This time the man walked away and Jack didn't stop him. Juniper was unhappy. A scowl arose on Jack's face. Juniper was gone with some evil crew that was making her absolutely miserable.
Jack ran back to the Pearl and stopped to catch his breath.
"Jack! What is it?" Will asked nervously.
"Darlene...left port...two days ago...must catch up..."
Jack had ideas. Since the Pearl was the fastest ship known to man, it wouldn't be hard to catch up to these people. ~*~*~*~
I sat in my cold cabin sobbing relentlessly. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted to see Jack again, to hug him, to take in his scent. The crew on this ship barely fed me and made me either stay in my cabin or just plainly scrub the decks for hours on end. There were no recent attacks on the ship so there was no use for my dagger.
My dagger. The only thing I had to remind me of Jack. I would feel over the blade with the inscription of our initials on it (A/N: Remember, Juniper and Jack have the same initials, something I realized when I was writing chapter 14 or something like that) and that bird in flight. Sometimes I would take it out while working, just to give me a little relief, but if noticed, I would get whipped. I was allowed no breaks while cleaning those decks, so if it looked like I was doing something else, my mind was wandering, or anything along those lines, I was beaten.
I thought of Liz and Will and the baby. I wondered how they were all doing. I still never got to find out the name that Liz and Will kept secret. I didn't understand why a name would be kept secret, but Liz and Will probably had their reasons. I just hoped the name Weatherby was out of the question.
I stared at the little desk at my bedside and saw yet again another depressing bowl of cold soup. I didn't want to eat anymore if this is what my life would become. ~*~*~*~
Everyone went back to their usual depression. Everyone except Jack. Jack was just going mad. He wouldn't leave the helm for anything, and for this he lost weight. He stayed there all day and night; that's another thing, he wouldn't sleep. Will and Liz, Ana Maria and Gibbs-they all worried about the man. There was, however, nothing they could do. His mind was set on finding this woman. He wouldn't stop until he did find her. And if that day never came, he would probably starve himself to death.
Liz was growing larger with the baby and was also getting a little more sensitive. It's something that happens in every pregnancy, nothing to worry about, but Will was more scared than anything. To him, everything that happened to her was lethal; staying awake at night, sleeping through the day, the morning sickness combined with the sea sickness, everything she went through, he thought it was fatal. Liz tried to convince him that this was completely normal; that nothing that was happening would be bad, but it wasn't worth it. He was positive that she was going to deliver a sick baby or die in the process.
~Three Days Later~
Jack slowly removed the spyglass from his eye. What was that? He cleaned the lens and raised it to his eye again.
"Crew! Pick up speed!" He called out.
"What is it?" Will asked, gripping Liz's hand tightly.
"It's her..." He began. "It's the Darlene."
Will took his spyglass and raised it to his eye. There was indeed a ship in front.
"Juniper?"
Jack nodded and displayed that ever famous grin that we all knew and loved.
He would get his lass back and give the man who took her what he deserved.