I had lots of problems with this chapter which is why it's so short.
Sorry. I had to make a choice between three different options that would
determine how the rest of the story is going to go and a chose doing this
but unfortunately this chapter is really short. Yeah, so it's just
Elizabeth talking to Jack and Jack having some flashbacks and stuff.
Anyway, thanks to reviewers because I don't really have any particular
things to say to any of you.
*** Disclaimer: I own nothing. DAMMIT!
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It was mid-night. Elizabeth tossed and turned in bed. She had to go see Jack but she couldn't be sure everyone was asleep yet. However, if she waited too long it would be morning and everyone would be waking. Elizabeth decided to take her chances. Getting up, she changed into the much more comfortable men's clothes Jack had given her when first aboard the Black Pearl. She opened her door. It creaked loudly.
Elizabeth froze, her heart beating fast. Nothing stirred. Assuming no-one had heard the noise, Elizabeth went on. She reached the brig. They'd left no-one to guard Jack. Fools! But she didn't have the key so she couldn't unlock his cell. She found him sprawled across the floor of his cell snoring loudly. "Jack," she whispered.
He didn't reply. "Jack," she said a little louder, "It's me, Elizabeth."
Jack gave a dramatic start and sat up. "What?"
His cheek was slashed. The wound was nasty looking. Elizabeth could barely see it in the darkness but what she could see made her cringe. Jack caught her look. "They were a little. rough," he finished after searching for the right word.
"Jack, that's awful," she whispered.
"Capt', Capt' Jack.. ah well I guess not anymore. It's nothing anyway," he told her.
He was acting like himself but losing faith. She could tell. "Jack, I'm thinking up a way to save you."
"It better not include Will 'cause I'm sorry ta tell ya this but Will isn't here ta save me," Jack replied.
"It does have to do with Will," she admitted, "but I've at least made it safe for you until then. The Commodore wanted to bring you back to Port Royal to hang before we go looking for Will. I've convinced him to bring you along."
"I don't see what good that'll do," Jack told her, "With the exception of getting my crew arrested as well as me."
"Will will know what to do. He's saved you before."
Jack just looked at her. "It's no good, Lizzie. What of my crew?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, thinking hard. "If they fight.." she began slowly.
"What?"
"Well knowing Jussic, he's bound to attack a Royal Navy ship if he sees one. So there will be a fight going on. During the fight, I can sneak down and free your crew and Will. Then I'll free you. Then we can get aboard whichever ship where the fighting is weakest and sail away."
"Ya make it sound so easy."
"It could work."
"Why can't ya just free me now?"
Elizabeth frowned. "First off you have no-where to go so even if I did free you, you'd still be aboard this ship and would just be locked up again, most likely with more security. Second, it would take awhile to free you and someone would hear and I would get in even more trouble than I already am. Thirdly.."
"Alright! I get the point."
Elizabeth turned her eyes back to him. "Just trust Will, okay?"
"I'll try."
She turned to leave and then paused. Slowly she reached her hand through the bars and squeezed his callused hand. He squeezed her hand back. "Jack," she whispered, "Just because you're a pirate doesn't mean that there isn't anyone who cares about you."
Then she left. He watched her go. She was so stubborn. And stubborn not to let him die. He looked at his hand. The words she had just said echoed in his mind. It had almost sounded like she loved him. Jack shook his head. It was just wistful thinking. She had only meant to say she cared for him, as a friend. He already knew that.
It was starting to become a burden on him, hiding his love. From the moment she had tried to protest against the Commodore arresting him, he had been quite taken by her. He had had to use her to get away, but she hadn't been as frightened as the average woman. Then he'd had to go and help Will save her so that Will could have her back. It was painful. Knowing that once it was all over it would be Will, not him, that would get her.
He had tried to convince himself that it wasn't true. He was a pirate and pirates did not fall in love with anyone, least a governor's daughter. But he still knew it even though he had convinced himself it wasn't true. On the island, the first time he had been afraid of himself and what he might do if left alone with her like that. He had drunk too much rum, to stop himself. Normally it would only make him worse but he had been able to drink himself unconscious. The second time on the island she had come after him, after drinking. He couldn't pull away, which would have been the right thing to do as she wouldn't have the guilt that she was un-loyal to Will. Instead he had encouraged her, but managed to pull away after he had felt the ring. It was the reminder that he needed.
"Once this is all over I have to leave her once again, and the only woman I'll be around will be AnnaMaria," he thought, "I wouldn't be able to stand meeting up with her on another adventure. I need to sail far away and never come back to Port Royal again."
With this thought in his mind, he lay back down on the cold floor of his cell and fell asleep.
*** Disclaimer: I own nothing. DAMMIT!
***
It was mid-night. Elizabeth tossed and turned in bed. She had to go see Jack but she couldn't be sure everyone was asleep yet. However, if she waited too long it would be morning and everyone would be waking. Elizabeth decided to take her chances. Getting up, she changed into the much more comfortable men's clothes Jack had given her when first aboard the Black Pearl. She opened her door. It creaked loudly.
Elizabeth froze, her heart beating fast. Nothing stirred. Assuming no-one had heard the noise, Elizabeth went on. She reached the brig. They'd left no-one to guard Jack. Fools! But she didn't have the key so she couldn't unlock his cell. She found him sprawled across the floor of his cell snoring loudly. "Jack," she whispered.
He didn't reply. "Jack," she said a little louder, "It's me, Elizabeth."
Jack gave a dramatic start and sat up. "What?"
His cheek was slashed. The wound was nasty looking. Elizabeth could barely see it in the darkness but what she could see made her cringe. Jack caught her look. "They were a little. rough," he finished after searching for the right word.
"Jack, that's awful," she whispered.
"Capt', Capt' Jack.. ah well I guess not anymore. It's nothing anyway," he told her.
He was acting like himself but losing faith. She could tell. "Jack, I'm thinking up a way to save you."
"It better not include Will 'cause I'm sorry ta tell ya this but Will isn't here ta save me," Jack replied.
"It does have to do with Will," she admitted, "but I've at least made it safe for you until then. The Commodore wanted to bring you back to Port Royal to hang before we go looking for Will. I've convinced him to bring you along."
"I don't see what good that'll do," Jack told her, "With the exception of getting my crew arrested as well as me."
"Will will know what to do. He's saved you before."
Jack just looked at her. "It's no good, Lizzie. What of my crew?"
Elizabeth bit her lip, thinking hard. "If they fight.." she began slowly.
"What?"
"Well knowing Jussic, he's bound to attack a Royal Navy ship if he sees one. So there will be a fight going on. During the fight, I can sneak down and free your crew and Will. Then I'll free you. Then we can get aboard whichever ship where the fighting is weakest and sail away."
"Ya make it sound so easy."
"It could work."
"Why can't ya just free me now?"
Elizabeth frowned. "First off you have no-where to go so even if I did free you, you'd still be aboard this ship and would just be locked up again, most likely with more security. Second, it would take awhile to free you and someone would hear and I would get in even more trouble than I already am. Thirdly.."
"Alright! I get the point."
Elizabeth turned her eyes back to him. "Just trust Will, okay?"
"I'll try."
She turned to leave and then paused. Slowly she reached her hand through the bars and squeezed his callused hand. He squeezed her hand back. "Jack," she whispered, "Just because you're a pirate doesn't mean that there isn't anyone who cares about you."
Then she left. He watched her go. She was so stubborn. And stubborn not to let him die. He looked at his hand. The words she had just said echoed in his mind. It had almost sounded like she loved him. Jack shook his head. It was just wistful thinking. She had only meant to say she cared for him, as a friend. He already knew that.
It was starting to become a burden on him, hiding his love. From the moment she had tried to protest against the Commodore arresting him, he had been quite taken by her. He had had to use her to get away, but she hadn't been as frightened as the average woman. Then he'd had to go and help Will save her so that Will could have her back. It was painful. Knowing that once it was all over it would be Will, not him, that would get her.
He had tried to convince himself that it wasn't true. He was a pirate and pirates did not fall in love with anyone, least a governor's daughter. But he still knew it even though he had convinced himself it wasn't true. On the island, the first time he had been afraid of himself and what he might do if left alone with her like that. He had drunk too much rum, to stop himself. Normally it would only make him worse but he had been able to drink himself unconscious. The second time on the island she had come after him, after drinking. He couldn't pull away, which would have been the right thing to do as she wouldn't have the guilt that she was un-loyal to Will. Instead he had encouraged her, but managed to pull away after he had felt the ring. It was the reminder that he needed.
"Once this is all over I have to leave her once again, and the only woman I'll be around will be AnnaMaria," he thought, "I wouldn't be able to stand meeting up with her on another adventure. I need to sail far away and never come back to Port Royal again."
With this thought in his mind, he lay back down on the cold floor of his cell and fell asleep.