Chapter 2- The Reception and Jack's arrival
Once again, I do not own PotC! Sorry if the end of my last chapter was a little confusing. I'm a little new at this!
Here goes.
Elizabeth's pov
I looked around my father's house at our now slightly drunk wedding guests. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and that made me happy. I did feel a little bad about Jack not being able to attend. Will picked up on my slightly sad expression and he seemed to read my mind. "Jack's with us in spirit I'm sure," he said, "he's probably drinking his rum and having fun right this minute." I grinned. It was scary how well Will and I knew each other.
Will led me to the dance floor and swung me around gracefully, in time with the waltz the band was playing. I laid my head on his shoulder and looked up to see my cousin, Lila, dancing with Commodore Norrington. 'Maybe she would get a little lucky after all,' I thought to myself.
We danced and danced until our feet ached, and by then it was time for our guests to leave. Will was seeing the last of our friends to the door when my father came up behind me and asked if he could have a brief moment of my time. He told me he understood that my wedding night should be special and that he would be staying in town at a hotel so we could have the house to ourselves. "Lila will be staying in her quarters, which are far away from yours," he said. "Have a nice evening." With a wink, my father walked out the door.
Will came over and I could barely keep myself from pulling him into a kiss right in the foyer. Instead I took his hand and led him upstairs to my room. "I thought we were." he started. But, as soon as we reached my room I pulled him into a soft kiss. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. "We're all alone tonight, save for Lila, who is at the other end of this great house," I explained. With that bit of information, Will brought his soft lips back to mine and kissed me with as much passion as he had in his body. We stood in the middle of the room and kissed and held each other for a few moments. I felt Will pushing me back toward the bed and I willingly allowed him to move me.
Unfortunately, in his passion his eyesight was not the best and he backed me straight into one of the bed posts. "OWW," I cried as my head connected with the post. Will started to giggle at me as I stood rubbing the back of my head in pain. "It's not funny!" I yelled angrily at my husband, who was bent over in his fit of laughter. This only managed to infuriate me more. I was all set to tackle him to the ground and beat him to a pulp when I heard a thud outside one of the windows. The thud was then followed by a fit of cursing, and a heard a familiar voice saying something like "bloody shutters." 'I know that voice,' I thought. I threw open the window and hanging there, by a rope, was none other than Captain Jack Sparrow. "Jack, what are you doing here- outside my window no less?!" I asked him testily. Will came up behind me and stared unbelievingly at our pirate friend as he cocked his head, as if trying to think up some good reason. "You better not be trying to catch a glimpse of Elizabeth and I, Jack," Will said. "I would never do such a thing, dear William," Jack said. "I was just dropping in to inquire as to whether or not you had yet heard about Barbossa." "What about Barbossa," I asked, "he is supposed to be long dead." "Well, love, seems he is very much back to the living and he's out for revenge," the pirate said, "Maybe we should have us a little chat."
Next chapter: Jack lets Elizabeth and Will on the rumors he has heard of Barbossa coming to exact his revenge. Elizabeth, Will, and an unwilling cousin Lila head off on the Black Pearl with Jack to beat Barbossa at his own game.
Please review, I won't continue if no one thinks this story is any good!
Once again, I do not own PotC! Sorry if the end of my last chapter was a little confusing. I'm a little new at this!
Here goes.
Elizabeth's pov
I looked around my father's house at our now slightly drunk wedding guests. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and that made me happy. I did feel a little bad about Jack not being able to attend. Will picked up on my slightly sad expression and he seemed to read my mind. "Jack's with us in spirit I'm sure," he said, "he's probably drinking his rum and having fun right this minute." I grinned. It was scary how well Will and I knew each other.
Will led me to the dance floor and swung me around gracefully, in time with the waltz the band was playing. I laid my head on his shoulder and looked up to see my cousin, Lila, dancing with Commodore Norrington. 'Maybe she would get a little lucky after all,' I thought to myself.
We danced and danced until our feet ached, and by then it was time for our guests to leave. Will was seeing the last of our friends to the door when my father came up behind me and asked if he could have a brief moment of my time. He told me he understood that my wedding night should be special and that he would be staying in town at a hotel so we could have the house to ourselves. "Lila will be staying in her quarters, which are far away from yours," he said. "Have a nice evening." With a wink, my father walked out the door.
Will came over and I could barely keep myself from pulling him into a kiss right in the foyer. Instead I took his hand and led him upstairs to my room. "I thought we were." he started. But, as soon as we reached my room I pulled him into a soft kiss. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. "We're all alone tonight, save for Lila, who is at the other end of this great house," I explained. With that bit of information, Will brought his soft lips back to mine and kissed me with as much passion as he had in his body. We stood in the middle of the room and kissed and held each other for a few moments. I felt Will pushing me back toward the bed and I willingly allowed him to move me.
Unfortunately, in his passion his eyesight was not the best and he backed me straight into one of the bed posts. "OWW," I cried as my head connected with the post. Will started to giggle at me as I stood rubbing the back of my head in pain. "It's not funny!" I yelled angrily at my husband, who was bent over in his fit of laughter. This only managed to infuriate me more. I was all set to tackle him to the ground and beat him to a pulp when I heard a thud outside one of the windows. The thud was then followed by a fit of cursing, and a heard a familiar voice saying something like "bloody shutters." 'I know that voice,' I thought. I threw open the window and hanging there, by a rope, was none other than Captain Jack Sparrow. "Jack, what are you doing here- outside my window no less?!" I asked him testily. Will came up behind me and stared unbelievingly at our pirate friend as he cocked his head, as if trying to think up some good reason. "You better not be trying to catch a glimpse of Elizabeth and I, Jack," Will said. "I would never do such a thing, dear William," Jack said. "I was just dropping in to inquire as to whether or not you had yet heard about Barbossa." "What about Barbossa," I asked, "he is supposed to be long dead." "Well, love, seems he is very much back to the living and he's out for revenge," the pirate said, "Maybe we should have us a little chat."
Next chapter: Jack lets Elizabeth and Will on the rumors he has heard of Barbossa coming to exact his revenge. Elizabeth, Will, and an unwilling cousin Lila head off on the Black Pearl with Jack to beat Barbossa at his own game.
Please review, I won't continue if no one thinks this story is any good!