Wow, I know I have a lot of very angry Will Fans now, but trust me, it was the best for THIS particular story. Yes yes, 'twas good. Now, you HAVE to review, Please? I really want to know what you think, I really do! Well, I'm going to continue with the story now, much to the dismay of a few friends of mine who think the story cannot continue without him. Alas, it can. On we go then!
Also, I would like to thank all the people who've reviewed, I really appreciate it!! I would especially like to thank Abby, I really liked yours! It made me happy to know I affected you enough that you almost cried! Thanks! Also, I'd like to thank angelkeety, for being my best friend and reviewing! Lol, so, on we go…
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When Elizabeth woke up two days later, she was utterly confused to find herself in a cabin that was not her own. As she looked around, slowly coming to her senses, she realized that she was in the captain's quarters. She began to sit up, but realized her hand was pinned underneath something. Suppressing a cry of shock, she saw that it was Captain Jack Sparrow! He was seated in a chair facing his own bed, with her hand in his and his head lying on top. "What in the world is going on?" she wondered. "Where's-" Suddenly, it all came back to her. The battle, her captor, and Will's death. "Oh, Will!" she whispered as tears began to roll down her face. Remembering her own injury, she reached up and touched her neck, which was wrapped neatly in a clean cloth. The sudden movement of her other hand caused Jack to jerk awake, looking up at her the second he did.
"Well love, I see you're finally awake," he said quietly, noticing the tearstains on her face.
"Jack, what happened after…" she trailed off.
"Well, you were sitting there with Will, and a few seconds after he was gone, you passed out from blood loss. It's been two days since then, and we were beginning to worry that you wouldn't pull through."
"Have you been staying here and caring for me?" she questioned, noticing that he didn't look like he's had much sleep during the past few nights.
"I suppose I have love," her replied with a smile.
"What about Will?" she continued questioning. "What did you do with him?"
"We gave him a proper sailor's funeral, not to worry."
"Oh Jack!" she cried. "What am I going to do?"
"I guess you'll be going back to Port Royale…"
"No! No, I can't. I could never go back to that life without Will. I'd die. Please don't make me go back!" she pleaded, throwing her injured self into his arms.
"There there love," he said, slightly shocked. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to. But, if you don't go back, what will you do?"
"I don't know," she replied, sniffing. "I suppose I'll stay here on the Pearl, if…if that's okay."
"O' course it's okay love," Jack assured her. Then he untangled her from his arms and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Now Elizabeth, listen to me," he began. "Before the battle yesterday, Will made me give him my word that if something should happen to him, I'd take care of you. Now, I may be a pirate, but I'd never go back on me word, especially to a friend like Will, savvy? I'm going to take care of you Elizabeth, no matter what happens. I'll always take care of you." As he finished, he looked deep into her eyes, searching for the old fire they used to hold. She just whimpered, and fell sobbing into his shoulder, unable to speak.
"It's okay love, we'll get through." he said, wrapping his arms around her and trying his best to be comforting. "It'll get better with time."
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After a few hours, Jack managed to talk Elizabeth into letting him help her up onto the deck for some air, for she was still quite weak. She spent the rest of the day there, just sitting and staring at the water. As dusk approached, the crew headed below deck to eat, but Elizabeth had no appetite. She just sat there alone, watching the sun setting below the horizon. About twenty minutes passed before she heard the door swing open and saw Jack walking towards her. "Lovely night then, isn't it?" he commented, gazing up at the stars and seating himself beside her. She just nodded, unable to muster the energy to speak.
"There's…something I need to talk to you about, Elizabeth. This is your first night that you're fully conscious since Will left us," he paused, choosing his words carefully, "and I don't think you should spend it alone. Perhaps you should," he hesitated, but continued, "share my cabin." Elizabeth stared at him, her eyes widening. Jack sae this, and started up again.
"Now, I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. Pirate though I am, I'd never do anything to shame you like that Elizabeth. I just think it's best if you're not alone. I promised Will I'd take care of you, and I'm tryin' my best. Elizabeth considered this, and with a sigh of resignation she replied, "Okay jack, whatever you think is best."
About an hour later, Elizabeth had changed into her night clothes and crawled silently into the wall side of Jack's bed. She looked away, and Jack came in and began removing his shirt and boots, revealing a bronzed chest with two bullet scars on the right side. He crawled carefully in next to her, and they lay there silently for a few minutes, Jack facing the ceiling and Elizabeth the wall. Finally, Elizabeth broke the silence by asking " What's going to happen to us, Jack? Where are we going to go?"
"Not to worry love," Jack replied. "We'll be okay." He rolled over onto his side and gently wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him until her back was pressed firmly against his muscled chest. She would have stopped him, but she hadn't felt as safe all day as she did lying there wrapped in his arms. As she settled onto the edge of sleep, she heard him whisper into her hair, "Aye, we'll be okay."
Also, I would like to thank all the people who've reviewed, I really appreciate it!! I would especially like to thank Abby, I really liked yours! It made me happy to know I affected you enough that you almost cried! Thanks! Also, I'd like to thank angelkeety, for being my best friend and reviewing! Lol, so, on we go…
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When Elizabeth woke up two days later, she was utterly confused to find herself in a cabin that was not her own. As she looked around, slowly coming to her senses, she realized that she was in the captain's quarters. She began to sit up, but realized her hand was pinned underneath something. Suppressing a cry of shock, she saw that it was Captain Jack Sparrow! He was seated in a chair facing his own bed, with her hand in his and his head lying on top. "What in the world is going on?" she wondered. "Where's-" Suddenly, it all came back to her. The battle, her captor, and Will's death. "Oh, Will!" she whispered as tears began to roll down her face. Remembering her own injury, she reached up and touched her neck, which was wrapped neatly in a clean cloth. The sudden movement of her other hand caused Jack to jerk awake, looking up at her the second he did.
"Well love, I see you're finally awake," he said quietly, noticing the tearstains on her face.
"Jack, what happened after…" she trailed off.
"Well, you were sitting there with Will, and a few seconds after he was gone, you passed out from blood loss. It's been two days since then, and we were beginning to worry that you wouldn't pull through."
"Have you been staying here and caring for me?" she questioned, noticing that he didn't look like he's had much sleep during the past few nights.
"I suppose I have love," her replied with a smile.
"What about Will?" she continued questioning. "What did you do with him?"
"We gave him a proper sailor's funeral, not to worry."
"Oh Jack!" she cried. "What am I going to do?"
"I guess you'll be going back to Port Royale…"
"No! No, I can't. I could never go back to that life without Will. I'd die. Please don't make me go back!" she pleaded, throwing her injured self into his arms.
"There there love," he said, slightly shocked. "I won't make you do anything you don't want to. But, if you don't go back, what will you do?"
"I don't know," she replied, sniffing. "I suppose I'll stay here on the Pearl, if…if that's okay."
"O' course it's okay love," Jack assured her. Then he untangled her from his arms and placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Now Elizabeth, listen to me," he began. "Before the battle yesterday, Will made me give him my word that if something should happen to him, I'd take care of you. Now, I may be a pirate, but I'd never go back on me word, especially to a friend like Will, savvy? I'm going to take care of you Elizabeth, no matter what happens. I'll always take care of you." As he finished, he looked deep into her eyes, searching for the old fire they used to hold. She just whimpered, and fell sobbing into his shoulder, unable to speak.
"It's okay love, we'll get through." he said, wrapping his arms around her and trying his best to be comforting. "It'll get better with time."
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After a few hours, Jack managed to talk Elizabeth into letting him help her up onto the deck for some air, for she was still quite weak. She spent the rest of the day there, just sitting and staring at the water. As dusk approached, the crew headed below deck to eat, but Elizabeth had no appetite. She just sat there alone, watching the sun setting below the horizon. About twenty minutes passed before she heard the door swing open and saw Jack walking towards her. "Lovely night then, isn't it?" he commented, gazing up at the stars and seating himself beside her. She just nodded, unable to muster the energy to speak.
"There's…something I need to talk to you about, Elizabeth. This is your first night that you're fully conscious since Will left us," he paused, choosing his words carefully, "and I don't think you should spend it alone. Perhaps you should," he hesitated, but continued, "share my cabin." Elizabeth stared at him, her eyes widening. Jack sae this, and started up again.
"Now, I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. Pirate though I am, I'd never do anything to shame you like that Elizabeth. I just think it's best if you're not alone. I promised Will I'd take care of you, and I'm tryin' my best. Elizabeth considered this, and with a sigh of resignation she replied, "Okay jack, whatever you think is best."
About an hour later, Elizabeth had changed into her night clothes and crawled silently into the wall side of Jack's bed. She looked away, and Jack came in and began removing his shirt and boots, revealing a bronzed chest with two bullet scars on the right side. He crawled carefully in next to her, and they lay there silently for a few minutes, Jack facing the ceiling and Elizabeth the wall. Finally, Elizabeth broke the silence by asking " What's going to happen to us, Jack? Where are we going to go?"
"Not to worry love," Jack replied. "We'll be okay." He rolled over onto his side and gently wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him until her back was pressed firmly against his muscled chest. She would have stopped him, but she hadn't felt as safe all day as she did lying there wrapped in his arms. As she settled onto the edge of sleep, she heard him whisper into her hair, "Aye, we'll be okay."
