A/N: ~sigh~ it's almost over! One more chapter. As always, thanks everyone who reviewed. I realize Jack has probably seemed a bit out of character these last few chapters, but that's kind of the point. Hallie brings it out of him. I didn't really plan on it, it just kinda turned out that way. So sorry if that's ruined it for any of you! I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 11
I made my way down the steps, careful not to fall as the steps were rather wet. Approaching the cell, I saw a man sitting on a cot. All I could see was his silhouette in the moonlight, and he was tapping his foot against the wall monotonously.
"Excuse me, sir? My name is Hallie O'Conner, I'm to be caring for you," the tapping stopped, and I could see him stiffen. He rose, and spun around to face me. I dropped the pitcher of water on the filthy floor.
"Jack…" I choked out, tears immediately forming along my lashes. We both stared at each other, then simultaneously ran for the bars of the cell. Our hands met, then he reached for me, and he kissed me through the bars. I placed my hand on the side of his face, his hands wandered on my face, down my neck, along my collar bone, and below. He pulled away for a moment, staring at me. I stared him up and down, drinking in his appearance as if he would be snatched away from me seconds later. Then we kissed once more, his tongue exploring the depths of my mouth. Overcome with passion, I never wanted the moment to end, but was terrified that I would wake up any minute locked back up in Captain Nathaniel's cabin. When we finally pulled away, both our faces wore the same bewildered expression. He tucked a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Jack, I love you so much, I should have told you the day I met you,"
"I love ye too, so much, Hallie," he whispered, gasping for air.
"Jack, I'm so sorry, I told them where Isla de Muerta was. They knew I knew you because of the symbol on your shirt I was wearing. They were going to kill me, and--" he pressed a finger gently to my lips, then kissed me softly.
"It's alright, love. It doesn't matter anymore. But we got to get me out of 'ere," he told me. That's when I froze, examining the doors.
"I've seen these kind of doors before! They're half-pin barrel hinges. With the right leverage and the proper application of strength, the door will lift free," Jack stared at me blankly.
"You definitely knew Will Turner," he grinned, and I couldn't help but laugh, nodding. Grabbing a small table from the corner of the room, I stuck the legs through the bars, then pried the door open. Jack embraced me tightly, kissing me once more before grabbing his effects and unsheathing his sword. Unsheathing a sword I had taken from Captain Nathaniel's cabin, two crew members raced down the stairs. "Ready love?" he asked with a grin.
"Aye, Captain," and with that, the battles began. The first two were relatively easy, seeing as to how our opponents were more than a little drunk. However, we raced up the stairs, finding ourselves face-to-face with the majority of Captain Nathaniel's crew.
"Well, it seems I've made a bit of a mistake in judgement during my intoxication," Captain Nathaniel slurred. "Not something I intend to do again. It's been a pleasure, mates," he laughed, and the entire crew surrounded Jack and me, closing in on us. Jack grasped my hand tightly, fire in his eyes. Suddenly, everyone stopped and went deadly silent. "Wha's that?" Captain Nathaniel asked. Jack looked at me.
"I know those cannons!" we said simultaneously. While Nathaniel's crew was distracted, we ran through the crowd and took cover as a cannon ball crashed into the center of the large crowd. The Black Pearl sailed up next to The Avenger. The crew took ropes and boarded the ship, and chaos ensued. Swords clashed, and I joined in with the fighting. I suddenly looked around frantically, realizing I had lost track of Jack. I looked around, then brought my sword up just in time as I was charged by one of Nathaniel's men. It was obvious we had an advantage over Nathaniel, when suddenly all fighting stopped.
"Nobody move!" Captain Nathaniel bellowed. Spinning around, I gasped in terror. In the center of the deck, Captain Nathaniel had one hand over Jack's mouth, the other holding a pistol which was pointed at Jack's temple. I froze in my spot. "I suggest you surrender unless you wish for you beloved Captain to ne'er see the light of day again," he snarled vehemently. Jack was breathing heavily, shooting a venomous glare at Nathaniel. My eyes filled with tears until I remembered something.
"Oh Captain Nathaniel! You've forgotten one small detail," I told him, concealing the pistol behind my back.
"Oh? And what is that, love?" he questioned mockingly.
"He's Captain Jack Sparrow! Savvy?"
"BANG!!" Captain Nathaniel's face froze in an expression of shock. He slumped down on the deck, dead. I went to Jack, helping him up, as he embraced me tightly.
"The ship is ours, gentlemen…and ladies." Jack shouted.
A/N: Well, one more after this. It'll probably be up tomorrow. Review if you've got the time, I'd always appreciate it! Thanks everyone!
