Disclaimer: Still don't own Jack Sparrow, though I did until Disney got
him!
AN: School is evil and so are hangnails! I have two of them and they are on the same hand, so I apologize for any typos on this chapter and any that come after this. Anyway, thanks to all of my reviewers, I can't believe that I got over 12 of them! You guys rock and I love you all! Enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 4: Leaving and Secret Thoughts:
When Jack and Lara woke the next morning, it was slow and natural. It seemed that little Billy Turner hadn't managed to escape his parents that morning, for which the Sparrows were thankful for. Jack and Lara got to spend some extra time holding and kissing each other before getting up, dressing, then heading for the breakfast table. They arrived just in time to dodge a flying bit of porridge, courtesy of Billy, who had his breakfast smeared on his face. Elizabeth began cleaning up her son as Will quickly snatched all of the bowls and food out of Billy's reach.
Jack laughed at the scene. "Yer son's got a good throw there, Will."
Will looked at him and grinned. "Not really. I think he missed." Will dodged a playful swing at his head from Jack as the Sparrows sat down and Will and Elizabeth stood up. "We'll go and clean up Billy so that you can say good-bye to him before you leave." They then walked out of the room, leaving Jack and Lara alone with the remnants of breakfast. As Jack helped himself to some porridge, toast and tea, Lara leaned back in her chair, not touching the food.
Jack looked over at his wife. "Are ye alright, luv?" he asked, concerned. His wife never passed on breakfast, no matter what happened.
Lara smiled at him. "I'm fine. I'm just not hungry." She rubbed her forehead and sighed. Jack frowned.
"Ye aren't worried about Thomas are ye?" he asked, taking her hand in his.
She looked over at him and squeezed his hand. "I'm alright. I'd just feel better when we're safe on the Pearl and out of Port Royal, that's all."
Jack nodded. "We'll leave as soon and Will and Elizabeth get back with Billy. That way ye can say good-bye and give 'em a day we can come back when Thomas has calmed down."
Lara nodded and picked up a piece of toast while taking a cup of tea Jack poured for her. The two were silent as they ate, though Lara didn't eat much. That concerned Jack, but he silently promised himself to get the ship's cook to whip up something for her once they were back on the Pearl. As he ate his breakfast, Jack kept a discreet eye on his lass as she nibbled her toast and sipped her tea. He hated seeing her so frightened, but there wasn't much they could do about it except get away and hope that Thomas got the idea of their marriage through that thick head of his.
The two quickly finished their meal, then went and stood in the sitting room, waiting for the Turners to come and say goodbye. After they appeared, Will holding a clean and very chipper Billy, there was a very emotional farewell. Elizabeth hugged Lara until Jack had to pry the two of them apart. After that, Will handed Billy over to his wife while he hugged Lara. After Will let go, Lara held Billy and promised she'd be back for his second birthday in a few months. Jack gave everyone a quick nod and handshake before taking Lara by the hand and leading her towards the Black Pearl. As the two walked along, Lara looked behind her to find her two friends watching her leave from their front porch, little Billy waving until the two Sparrows were out of sight.
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An hour later, Jack and Lara were onboard the Pearl with the entire crew below decks, primarily because the crew wanted Jack to tell about what had happened in Port Royal. As Jack told about their time in town, Lara nibbled on a bit of roasted meat made by Mr. Cotton, since Jack insisted that she eat something to make up for her lack of appetite that morning. They did not look happy when they heard that Thomas had tried to hurt Lara. Annamaria wanted to go back and gut him while everyone else angrily fingered their weapons. Lara quickly told them that she was alright and that the doctors had interfered, but they still looked like they wanted to hang him. Finally, Jack told them that it was unlikely that Thomas was going to try anything stupid like angering Jack and the Pearl's crew, so now everyone could relax and head up on deck so they could leave. Everyone looked over at Jack.
"Um, where are we goin', cap'n?" asked Mr. Gibbs.
"Tortuga, Mr. Gibbs," replied Jack. "I'm takin' my bonny wife there to do some shoppin'! We've got a storeroom full of treasure and no way to spend it, so let's get going!" The whole crew cheered and raced up on deck. "Annamaria!" The dark woman stopped on her way upstairs. "You take the wheel; I'm takin' my wife to our cabin; we're not to be disturbed." After Annamaria had nodded and vanished up on deck, Jack grabbed his lass by the hand and dragged her down below. As soon as the door was shut, Jack grabbed Lara around the waist and gave her a deeply passionate kiss, totally catching her off-guard. When Jack broke the kiss, Lara was still in a daze. As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Jack wearing his familiar cheeky grin. She blinked and tried to speak.
"Well," she whispered. "That was unexpected." Jack grinned even wider. "What was that for?"
"Luv, I'm going to make ye forget Thomas if it's the last thing I do!" With those words, he swept her up in his arms and carried her towards the bed. No more words were spoken the rest of the day.
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He couldn't believe it.
She had married Jack Sparrow. A pirate. A dog of the seas. Such a wonderful creature should not be bound to such a disgusting piece of filth. Such a woman deserved to be cherished and treasured, to be treated like the lady and queen she was, not floating on a broken bit of wreckage. He clutched the armrests of his chair. No matter what it took, he'd get to her. He'd find her and save her from that pig of a man, that Jack Sparrow. He'd do whatever it took to get out and track her down. He'd hunt them down to the ends of the earth and hang that pirate from the mast of his own ship while he watched. A grin spread over his face at the image. Yes, seeing Jack Sparrow dance from the rope was a good idea. He'd have to remember that one. Of course, he could always keelhaul the pirate, but the hanging would be much more fun to watch. After Sparrow was dead, he would take back what was rightfully his.
Lara Storm. She would never be Lara Sparrow to him. That marriage had to have been something that pirate had tricked her into. Even though he had tried to blackmail Lara into marrying him, he'd had her best interests at heart. Her "love" for the pirate had likely been nothing more than an infatuation with him. Women often fell for the rough, dirty image of the pirate, so he hadn't thought she had been serious about the pirate. He'd hoped to marry her and make her forget her little 'crush' on Jack Sparrow, thereby making her fall in love with him. They had been so close to being wed. So close.
A tap on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Thomas, it's time for bed," called a nurse.
He sighed. "Yes, I'm going to bed now, Miss Green," he said. The sound of retreating footsteps told of the nurse's departure. Thomas gritted his teeth. All he needed to do now was bide his time. Patience was the key. When the time was right, Lara would be his once again, and Jack Sparrow would be doing a dance at the end of a rope.
All he needed was time.
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AN: Well, it's official: Thomas has lost it completely. And I'm sorry about the short chapter. I kind of had writer's block for this chapter, but the next one should be longer. Sorry! Anyway, please leave a review and tell me what you think! Thanks!
AN: School is evil and so are hangnails! I have two of them and they are on the same hand, so I apologize for any typos on this chapter and any that come after this. Anyway, thanks to all of my reviewers, I can't believe that I got over 12 of them! You guys rock and I love you all! Enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 4: Leaving and Secret Thoughts:
When Jack and Lara woke the next morning, it was slow and natural. It seemed that little Billy Turner hadn't managed to escape his parents that morning, for which the Sparrows were thankful for. Jack and Lara got to spend some extra time holding and kissing each other before getting up, dressing, then heading for the breakfast table. They arrived just in time to dodge a flying bit of porridge, courtesy of Billy, who had his breakfast smeared on his face. Elizabeth began cleaning up her son as Will quickly snatched all of the bowls and food out of Billy's reach.
Jack laughed at the scene. "Yer son's got a good throw there, Will."
Will looked at him and grinned. "Not really. I think he missed." Will dodged a playful swing at his head from Jack as the Sparrows sat down and Will and Elizabeth stood up. "We'll go and clean up Billy so that you can say good-bye to him before you leave." They then walked out of the room, leaving Jack and Lara alone with the remnants of breakfast. As Jack helped himself to some porridge, toast and tea, Lara leaned back in her chair, not touching the food.
Jack looked over at his wife. "Are ye alright, luv?" he asked, concerned. His wife never passed on breakfast, no matter what happened.
Lara smiled at him. "I'm fine. I'm just not hungry." She rubbed her forehead and sighed. Jack frowned.
"Ye aren't worried about Thomas are ye?" he asked, taking her hand in his.
She looked over at him and squeezed his hand. "I'm alright. I'd just feel better when we're safe on the Pearl and out of Port Royal, that's all."
Jack nodded. "We'll leave as soon and Will and Elizabeth get back with Billy. That way ye can say good-bye and give 'em a day we can come back when Thomas has calmed down."
Lara nodded and picked up a piece of toast while taking a cup of tea Jack poured for her. The two were silent as they ate, though Lara didn't eat much. That concerned Jack, but he silently promised himself to get the ship's cook to whip up something for her once they were back on the Pearl. As he ate his breakfast, Jack kept a discreet eye on his lass as she nibbled her toast and sipped her tea. He hated seeing her so frightened, but there wasn't much they could do about it except get away and hope that Thomas got the idea of their marriage through that thick head of his.
The two quickly finished their meal, then went and stood in the sitting room, waiting for the Turners to come and say goodbye. After they appeared, Will holding a clean and very chipper Billy, there was a very emotional farewell. Elizabeth hugged Lara until Jack had to pry the two of them apart. After that, Will handed Billy over to his wife while he hugged Lara. After Will let go, Lara held Billy and promised she'd be back for his second birthday in a few months. Jack gave everyone a quick nod and handshake before taking Lara by the hand and leading her towards the Black Pearl. As the two walked along, Lara looked behind her to find her two friends watching her leave from their front porch, little Billy waving until the two Sparrows were out of sight.
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An hour later, Jack and Lara were onboard the Pearl with the entire crew below decks, primarily because the crew wanted Jack to tell about what had happened in Port Royal. As Jack told about their time in town, Lara nibbled on a bit of roasted meat made by Mr. Cotton, since Jack insisted that she eat something to make up for her lack of appetite that morning. They did not look happy when they heard that Thomas had tried to hurt Lara. Annamaria wanted to go back and gut him while everyone else angrily fingered their weapons. Lara quickly told them that she was alright and that the doctors had interfered, but they still looked like they wanted to hang him. Finally, Jack told them that it was unlikely that Thomas was going to try anything stupid like angering Jack and the Pearl's crew, so now everyone could relax and head up on deck so they could leave. Everyone looked over at Jack.
"Um, where are we goin', cap'n?" asked Mr. Gibbs.
"Tortuga, Mr. Gibbs," replied Jack. "I'm takin' my bonny wife there to do some shoppin'! We've got a storeroom full of treasure and no way to spend it, so let's get going!" The whole crew cheered and raced up on deck. "Annamaria!" The dark woman stopped on her way upstairs. "You take the wheel; I'm takin' my wife to our cabin; we're not to be disturbed." After Annamaria had nodded and vanished up on deck, Jack grabbed his lass by the hand and dragged her down below. As soon as the door was shut, Jack grabbed Lara around the waist and gave her a deeply passionate kiss, totally catching her off-guard. When Jack broke the kiss, Lara was still in a daze. As she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Jack wearing his familiar cheeky grin. She blinked and tried to speak.
"Well," she whispered. "That was unexpected." Jack grinned even wider. "What was that for?"
"Luv, I'm going to make ye forget Thomas if it's the last thing I do!" With those words, he swept her up in his arms and carried her towards the bed. No more words were spoken the rest of the day.
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He couldn't believe it.
She had married Jack Sparrow. A pirate. A dog of the seas. Such a wonderful creature should not be bound to such a disgusting piece of filth. Such a woman deserved to be cherished and treasured, to be treated like the lady and queen she was, not floating on a broken bit of wreckage. He clutched the armrests of his chair. No matter what it took, he'd get to her. He'd find her and save her from that pig of a man, that Jack Sparrow. He'd do whatever it took to get out and track her down. He'd hunt them down to the ends of the earth and hang that pirate from the mast of his own ship while he watched. A grin spread over his face at the image. Yes, seeing Jack Sparrow dance from the rope was a good idea. He'd have to remember that one. Of course, he could always keelhaul the pirate, but the hanging would be much more fun to watch. After Sparrow was dead, he would take back what was rightfully his.
Lara Storm. She would never be Lara Sparrow to him. That marriage had to have been something that pirate had tricked her into. Even though he had tried to blackmail Lara into marrying him, he'd had her best interests at heart. Her "love" for the pirate had likely been nothing more than an infatuation with him. Women often fell for the rough, dirty image of the pirate, so he hadn't thought she had been serious about the pirate. He'd hoped to marry her and make her forget her little 'crush' on Jack Sparrow, thereby making her fall in love with him. They had been so close to being wed. So close.
A tap on the door interrupted his thoughts.
"Thomas, it's time for bed," called a nurse.
He sighed. "Yes, I'm going to bed now, Miss Green," he said. The sound of retreating footsteps told of the nurse's departure. Thomas gritted his teeth. All he needed to do now was bide his time. Patience was the key. When the time was right, Lara would be his once again, and Jack Sparrow would be doing a dance at the end of a rope.
All he needed was time.
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AN: Well, it's official: Thomas has lost it completely. And I'm sorry about the short chapter. I kind of had writer's block for this chapter, but the next one should be longer. Sorry! Anyway, please leave a review and tell me what you think! Thanks!