Chapter Three- My Immortal

It has been two days since the Jack/You incident. Being held up in your cabin, you have hardly spoken to anyone, except Mr. Gibbs and Ana Maria. The few pirates Jack had told now ignore you more than they did before. Ana Maria tells you to forget them. It's a man thing.

"Just ignore it miss. Jack isn't used to women refusing to go to bed with him."

You are taking a bath, with difficulty, trying not to fall out of the tub.

"After what happened to Elizabeth who could blame me?"

Ana pulls down another dress from the closet and shakes her head.

"He does like ya though. Not a day that goes by that he doesn't go on about how beautiful ya are and how no girl has ever compared to ya."

In the middle of getting out you stop.

"He- he says that?"

Ana throws you a towel and you wrap it tightly around your body.

"Yes! Now I'm not one to really fancy a lady, me being the only girl and all, but I like ye. You have class and are prettier to boot."

"Well thank you. I guess, but Jack hasn't spoken to me at all."

"He will. Give him time.

You, now dried off, put on the gown and take a seat on the bed.

"I feel bad about what happened."

Ana comes over and puts her hands on your shoulders.

"Don't. Jack is in love and he won't stop till you're his."

Smiling she leaves you to yourself, and you fall into a deep sleep.

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You wake up and night has fallen outside. Warm and hungry, you step out onto the deck for some fresh air. Heading to the bow you realize that the crew must be all downstairs having dinner. At the bow you bend down to look into the water. No point really, since you can't see much of anything. You don't even see Jack staring at you from the helm. He is engrossed with your presence, but still too mad to say a word, speaks nothing. After you are satisfied, you return to your cabin to find a plate of food and a glass of wine. Must be from Mr. Gibbs. What a wonderful man. Eating rather fast you place the used tray on the floor, and are ready to blow out the candles when a soft knock interrupts your thoughts.

"Come in?"

Jack slowly opens the doors and stands on the threshold.

"We should be arriving in Tortuga in a days time."

He turns to leave, but you jump up and grab his arm.

"Jack I'm sorry about what happened. I never meant to hurt you."

He snickers, but it is slightly cold with a hint of sarcasm.

"The day I get hurt is the day I die."

"Jack please forgive me."

You fall to your knees and fold your hands as if to pray.

"What do you want me to do love?"

"Forgive me. I made a mistake and regret it."

"Stand up."

Obediently you stand up, afraid of what is to come next. Will he hit you like you hit him? No. He cups your face in his hands.

"It takes guts to say those things love."

His hands are so warm. They caress your face ever so slightly. No man alive has ever made you feel like Jack does now.

"Jack…"

About to kiss, you are stopped by another's voice.

"Jack. Yer needed down below."

"What is it?"

Jack sounds annoyed.

"Hole in the bilge."

"Damn it. I'll be there."

The man leaves and Jack turns to you.

"Hold that thought for a moment."

You laugh and Jack bows himself out.

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An hour later you become drowsy and fall asleep waiting for Jack. What's taking him so long? In your dream you and Jack are on an island stranded. He has found a rum hideout and drinks to get drunk. You angry want to get off and save some guy named Will…

"Love?"

"…Will… We have to save Will!"

You shoot up and bump Jack square in the forehead.

"Oh! Jack I'm sorry!"

"No worries love. Who's Will?"

"Just a dream."

You help him to his feet, then remembering where your dream came from, burst out laughing.

"What?"

"Nothing. How's your head?"

You rub it with your hand and he pulls it down.

"It must be terrible for you to be stuck on this island again…"

"God no."

"Yeah. Elizabeth wrote that to me in one of her letters."

"And…?"

"That's what made me want to come out here in the first place."

Jack picks you up easily and throws you lightly on the bed.

"Is it now?"

"Yes. Of course I thought you were a dirty rotten scoundrel at the time."

"Sticks and stones love."

He gently lays on top of you and pins your hands behind your head.

"Jack are you really a dirty rotten scoundrel?"

At this he kisses you tenderly and you do not refuse this time. Seconds pass before he lets go.

"Am I love?"

You roll him over and take your place at the top.

"No."

You begin to untie your dress and he gladly helps you pull it off. Underneath you have a corset and a very thin night gown. Ripping off the corset, he pulls you close and you kiss again. The thin gown reveals your hardened nipples that ache more as Jack kisses your neck. His hands, meanwhile are under moving up your thighs to your butt. You moan as he squeezes it and pushes you closer to his crotch.

"Jack kiss me."

"Aye love."

He brings his mouth back up to yours. You free your hands from his chest and proceed to pull off his pants. Jack rips his lips from yours and, instead of letting you, returns once again to his dominant spot on top. He tears off his shirt revealing a very muscular build and more tan skin. You pull on his hair to make him come closer to you. He allows you to pull off his pants. When this is complete his removes your dress in less than a second. You both now nude move as near as you can and he enters you.
"Jack."

Up and down he moves to the rythem of the ocean tossed ship and you dig your nails into his back. For what seems like hours you two stay like this, moving faster and faster. Suddenly, Jack tenses up and then releases, you following seconds later. Breathing heavily, he collapses on you. Tired beyond words and pleasure completely fulfilled you sleep in his strong arms as he runs fingers through your hair, then, falling asleep himself.

"Love you Jack…"

"Aye love."