Author's Note: YAY! A mushy Chapter! Well not really mushy at all…what was I thinking? *author slaps her hand* It's actually a *DRAMA* chapter. Just think of middle school and you'll fit right in with his chapter. *smiles*
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At breakfast the next morning, Will came in and sat next to Jack, all smiles. Jack looked at him grimly, "What are you so happy about?"
"I heard you and Gwyneth talked last night."
"Yea…"
"I'm glad."
"Why was it so important that I talk to her?"
"Because then she'll know that you're not big and scary and that she's not the only one who's lost someone."
"You know, you keep usin' the expression, but in reality, she is the only one whose lost someone…the person I was with never died, lad."
"Still, I know it meant a lot to her."
Jack turned and looked at him, "Meant a lot to her?"
Will nodded.
"Just tellin' her about Beverly meant a lot to her?"
"What is so unbelievable about that?"
Jack shrugged and looked around the room, "She doesn't seem like the kind of person that would appreciate a pirate talkin' to her 'bout things of that sort."
"Gwyneth is a lot of things but stuck up isn't one of them…"
"Sure she isn't."
Will looked at Jack, "What's wrong?"
Jack leaned back, "What makes you think somethin's wrong?"
"Because you just answered a question with a question."
Jack shot Will a look. "No, but seriously…"
Jack paused, leaned foreword and out his elbows on the table, "She's a pretty thing…"
Will waited, thinking he already knew what was coming.
"And funny too…we had a few laughs last night…"
"So I hear…"
"Will, she's got to me…"
Will narrowed his eyes, "Got to you how? You've only known her a week."
"Will. Gwen is in my head, in my thoughts…"
He laughed a little and then realized Jack was serious. "I don't know what to tell you, Jack."
"Yea, that's not what I wanted to hear."
"Well what do you want me to say? Go and ask for her hand in marriage? I mean, c'mon!"
Jack sighed and leaned back, "Well it's not like I planned on this happening!"
"I know that! But she's-" Will was cut off by two set of footprints coming down the stairs. It was Ana Maria and Brenda. Brenda jumped into her dad's lap and cuddled up next to him.
"Anythin' new?" Jack asked Ana.
"Nothing on the horizon…if that's what you're askin'…"
"Yes, that's pretty much what I wanted to know." He said, looking at her weird, "But I have a feelin' you know more than you're tellin'."
"Ana, where's Gwyneth? Is she up yet?"
"Uhm…that's the thing Will…"
"Gweny wants to stay in her cabin!" Brenda spoke up. Jack and Will exchanged glances and then both looked at Ana. She was looking at the child in her Captain's arms.
"Brenda honey, I thought we were going to wait 'til the right moment…"
Brenda popped her head out, "Sorry."
Ana rolled her eyes and sighed, "She's right Jack…"
Jack sighed and got up, putting Brenda in Ana's arms, muttering "Annoyance thy name is females."
"Answer the question Señora!" Antonio said, knowing she had someone in mind.
"I can't think of anyone…"
"Mentirosoa! Tell me now!"
"Maybe his wife, but I don't know where she would be."
"Port Royal possibly?" He asked, getting up and pacing.
Port Royal, with the British navy with Will, with her cousin since you killed her husband…or soon to be husband. Bloody snake.
"Where would she be?"
Elizabeth got up, "You killed my father, my brother and my maids! You can kill me before I tell you where she is."
"That can be arranged, señora."
What if I told him the Black Pearl and then he would fall right into the arms of Will and Jack…Well at least Jack. I'm not sure if Will is with him, but it's a safe bet. But his ship won't allow him to go near a ship that poses a threat, correct? They'll never be able to touch her… "Fine. She's on the Black Pearl."
"What?"
"The Black Pearl. Captained by Jack Sparrow…"
"Where does she make berth?"
"How am I supposed to know that?"
"Take a guess, novia."
Elizabeth sneered at the man, "Say the Black Pearl was looking for me…where would I be by now?" She said stubbornly, still thinking the ship wouldn't allow them to get even close enough to the Pearl.
"Gracias, señora. You've been a tremendous help."
"Gwen, open the door!" Jack said pounding on it. She opened it and wiped her eyes, avoiding eye contact with him, "Gwen, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. What do you want?"
Jack looked her up and down, "You comin' to breakfast?"
"I'm not hungry." She snapped.
"Well I don't care, you need to eat." He said responding to her grumpy attitude.
"I'm not hungry so why should I eat?" She asked, finally looking at him.
"Because I said so! And I'm the captain, so come on."
"I'm not going to eat breakfast until I'm hungry."
"Why not?"
"Why should you care? I'm not hungry! Big deal!" she said before she slammed the door in his face.
He pursed his lips and opened it again, "What the blast has gotten into you?"
"Nothing! Just leave me alone!"
"I can't do that!"
She turned, some what surprised and looked at him, "And why is that Jack? Why is it that you can't leave me alone even though I'm asking you to? Even though I'm making all the obvious signs, why can't you leave me alone?"
Jack stopped, "Be…cause…I'm the captain and yer on my ship! So any of my crewmen is a priority to me!"
"I'm not one of your crewmen!"
"Well yer still on me ship!"
"Fine! If getting off your ship is what it'll take, then I'll leave." She strode past him and he caught her arm.
"Yer not goin' out there alone."
"Then will you please leave me be! Just leave!"
Jack looked at her and then nodded, knowing that whatever was wrong, she needed to be alone. He walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. When he went back down stairs Ana and Will were talking. They stopped when they saw Jack.
"What's wrong?" Will asked.
"She's not hungry…"
"Why not?"
"She wants to be alone…"
Ana sighed and rolled her eyes, alone my foot. She just needs a woman to talk to. Boy I hate talkin' to people I don't know. And women are such weepy little things, it bugs the heck out of me. Why can't Jack kidnap or bring on a temporary MAN for once? She sighed, Of course, I'm thinking it's going to be the usual…maybe she'll be different.
Ana got up and walked up the stairs and then to her cabin. When she walked in Gwyneth was sitting on her cot, working on her sampler. She didn't look up when Ana walked in, she just sat there, working. No tears were flowing from her eyes; she wasn't hyperventilating, or cursing. She was calm. This is a first, Ana thought to herself.
Ana shut the door and sat on her cot, thinking of a way she could do this. An idea came she quickly got up. She started kicking the wall lightly and then a little harder. Gwyneth finally lifted her head, deciding she wouldn't be able to ignore that sound for any lengths of time.
"What are you doing?"
"That blasted man makes me so mad!"
"Who?"
"Who else?" Ana said raising her head to look at Gwyneth.
"The Captain?"
Ana nodded, "Ohhh yea, that jerk."
"What'd he do to get you so mad?"
"That jerk insults the female race all the time and every time I get so bloody mad! But I can't do anything 'cause he's my Captain."
"He gets you mad often?"
"Oh yea. All the time!"
"Is it always the same thing?"
"Are you kiddin' me? That mad could make a dead pirate kill himself again just to get away from him!"
"Then why don't you leave?"
Ana stopped and turned completely around and looked at her, "Because as much as I don't want to admit it, Jack's my friend and we have one thing in common, piracy. I don't have a ship and he does. It makes sense to stay."
Gwyneth looked down, "At least you have an easy answer to your problem."
Ana smiled slyly before she lifted her head up, I'm a master. "What's yer problem?"
"Ana, my fiancé just got murdered and a week later I've got my thoughts on other men!"
"Gwyneth…I'm no expert, but since yer not getting' hitched, isn't that ok?"
"I feel like I'm betraying him somehow!"
"He's dead though!"
"I know!" she got up and threw her sampler on the cot. Ana looked at it and saw that it said, 'Yo Ho Yo Ho A'
"Who you thinkin' of givin' that to?"
Gwyneth turned, "Oh, Will and Elizabeth, if she gets out of this thing alive."
"Look Gwyneth, I know that I warned ye about fallin' in love but really, the Captain ain't that bad."
"Who said anything about love? I've known the man for a week! Only fools think people can love after that short period of time. Love takes time, it takes work. And oh yea, also two people. Love usually isn't one sided."
"Fine, but you can't reject the feelin's yer havin' for him."
"I can do my best!"
Ana rolled her eyes. She was faced with something worse than weepy women and whiny girls, here she was faced with a stubborn woman. Almost as stubborn as Jack.
"By doing what? Staying locked up in here? You'll miss out on all the fun!"
Gwyneth snorted.
Ana tried a different approach, "Gwyneth, didn't you an' the Captain have dinner last night?"
"Well not exactly dinner, but yes…" She answered, turning to face Ana and leaning against the wall.
"You had a good time, right?"
Gwyneth nodded.
"Listen mate, you can't just deny yer heart of that. Yer stubborn, that's a given. But if you stay in here locked up until we take you home, then how are you going to make sure you really feel what you feel? Or if the Captain feels the same way?"
Gwyneth paused, "I know what I feel."
"Fine."
"And if that Captain felt the same way then we'd have a load full of unwanted problems."
"Fine."
"But I guess I could…leave the cabin once in a while…"
Ana smiled, "Good. Glad to hear it. But, if you excuse me, I have an uneaten breakfast downstairs."
"Ana-" Gwyneth started as Ana was about to leave, "isn't the Captain down there?"
"Aye."
"I thought you were mad at him…?"
Ana smirked, "Naw…not really."
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"Debbie, where are you going?"
"Don't call me that you bloody Spaniard!" Deborah Miller yelled to her lover as she crossed the ship to her cabin and slammed it behind her. A minute behind her, he came in and slammed the door.
"What are you doing?"
"I would think it'd be quite obvious! I'm leaving!" She said throwing her clothes into a trunk.
"And where are you going to go?"
"I dunno. Back home. But far away from you." She turned and glared at the man who stood before her.
"Why are you leaving?"
"I would think that'd be obvious too."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
She rolled her eyes and turned back around to finish her packing. "Antonio, when we met, you were full of life and so loveable, but now the thought of being with a man who sold his soul to the DEVIL…it just doesn't have the same charm."
"But I didn't do it just for fun!"
Deborah turned and stared at him, "Oh that's right, you did it for gold and everlasting life. Sorry. Then you're totally right. You had a good reason!"
He crossed his arms, how do you think you're going to get home?"
"I'm going to row your dinghy to shore…somewhere."
"Fine. We'll just see how far you go before you turn around and come back!"
"Oh, you'd like that wouldn't you?"
"More than anything señorita."
Deborah growled and he left. She looked around the room to make sure she had everything and then her eyes fell upon the map that the devil himself had presented to Antonio and his crew. So much for being Catholics… She thought to herself as she picked up the map and studied it. She made a quick decision and stuffed it into her trunk and then shut it.
Authors Note II:
POTC! YEA!!! I prolly won't load tmr…I go back to school and then I have to come home and do HW and then make dinner. It sucks. And most of you will be watching POTC…not me L My mom already bought it…but it's for my sisters birthday present so I won't be able to watch it in my house until the Twentith. Note that I said 'my house'. I'll HAVE to rent it and go to a friends house. Because hello, it's Pirates of the Caribbean!