The Black Pearl
"Jack, how in hell did these people get here?" Jillian leaned over the table. Gibbs shrugged and took another drink from his flask.
" 'Ey ain't from 'round 'er though, Jack." Gibbs added. Jack looked deep in thought. Will looked at him and tapped his shoulder lightly. Jack jumped a little and looked around.
"Oy sorry, mate, what were ye' talking about?" he asked. Elizabeth sighed and explained. Jack looked even more in thought than before.
"Aye...we have to get 'em back to where 'ey came from. I'll talk to Ina and see how 'ey got here in the first place." Jack's signature smile was back on his lips. Jillian rolled her eyes at his expresion. Jack rose from his chair and crossed the room to the window. The day was bright and fortunantly the strange people were still sleeping.
"Jack, I think I should talk to Ina for you." Will crossed to the window as well. Jack looked up from the window.
"Why, mate?" His eyes flashed with mischief.
"Because I know how you'll get around her."
"How, mate?"
"You'll try and get her away from the blonde man." Will looked Jack straight in the eyes as he spoke. Jack smirked at him.
"Fine, mate. I'll let ye' talk to her for me." Jack smiled and left the room, followed closely by Gibbs as he made his way up to steer the ship.
"I have to go." Elizabeth rose from the chair she was sitting in and kissed Will quickly before leaving. Jillian sat staring out the window at the blue sea. Will walked over to her.
"Are you alright?"he asked, putting an arm around her. She looked at him, a weak smiled crossed her face.
"You remeber how I met Jack and you and Elizabeth?" she asked, gazing out the window again. Will nodded.
"Jack sunk your ship and took your crew and you hostage." Will answered. Jillian looked back into his eyes, a single tear ran slowly down her face. "What's wrong?"
"I miss having my own ship." she answered quickly. Will wiped the tear away. Jillian felt a pink tinge come over her face.
"That's not what's wronge is it, Jillian?" Will looked into her eyes and she felt that he could see her soul. She shook her head.
"I'm kind of jealous." she whispered, just audible enough for Will to hear. He looked confused.
"Jealous?"
"Yeah."
"Jealous about what?" Will already knew. Jillian looked down and twiddled her thumbs.
"Ina." she whispered. Will nodded and patted her lightly on the shoulder.
"I see..." Will smiled. He bent his pointer finger and put it under her chin, raising it enough to look into her eyes. She blushed again. She couldn't help but feel better with him there. He smiled his own signature smile and pulled her hair behind her ear. She felt her face burn red. She then felt some connection towards him. She leaned forward, towards him. His smile faltered for a moment, then completely dissappeared when Jillian pressed her lips against his. He felt his own face turn red. He pushed away and she looked horrified.
"I-I-I-I have to go!" Jillian ran out of the room and burst into the brig crying, forgetting that there were others there. She always came in the brig to be alone. Will just sat there and let his face cool off. Jillian dropped into a corner, sobbing into her sash. She felt a hand on her shoulder. It was a calming, tender, loving hand. Like Will's.
"Go away, Will!" Then she looked up. It wasn't Will at all. It was a man with short, wavy, brown hair and a short mustach and beard. He had kind, understanding brown eyes. His touch was warm and soothing. She felt her cheeks go red again and she felt horrible for telling, uh, whoever it was to go away.
"Oh...I'm sorry, uh, I don't know your name." Jillian blushed more and more with each word, until she was a really deep shade of scarlet.
"My name is Aragorn, son of Arathon. I don't think I know your name either." He had a slight accent and as he spoke he smiled.
"My name is Jillian." She wiped her tears on her sleeve.
"What's wrong, Jillian. Why is a beautiful girl like you crying in a corner?" Aragorn asked.
"I'm not sure if I can tell you..." She thought for a moment. If she couldn't tell him then who could she tell? "But I'll tell you anyway."
Then she launched into the story about Jack liking Ina and her kissing Will and the fact that Will was married! Aragorn listened intently and never interupted. When she finished, he nodded and smiled again. She felt as if the world had been lifted off of her shoulders. She was glad to get her feelings off her chest. He put his hand on her cheek and rubbed her cheek with his thumb. Her face went red again.
"I have had problems like that before..." Aragorn trailed off and looked away. Jillian looked confused.
"What's wrong, Aragorn?" She put her hand on his shoulder as his hand slipped from her face and landed on her knee.
"I just miss her." he said.
"Who?"
Then it was Aragorn's turn to launch into a story about loving Arwen and yet having Eowyn loving him too. He even got into details about Lord Elron trying to get him away from Arwen. Jillian listened and only interupted once, she had to sneeze. He finished and looked back into her eyes. She smiled and squeezed his shoulder lightly. He put his hand on top of hers and pulled it off of his shoulder. He held her hand in his and kissed it lightly. She felt her face burn. He smiled.
"You are the only girl I've met that would listen to me while I talked about my life." He paused and kissed her hand again. "Thank you." Jilliaan nodded and felt an even bigger connection between them than between Will. She leaned towards him and, before he could resist, pressed her lips against his, hoping he wouldn't be like Will. She closed her eyes and put her hand on his cheek. As for Aragorn, he was suprised for a minute, but kissed her back and put his hand on her cheek.
"Jillian!" somone said. Jillian looked up and saw Elizabeth. Jillian felt her face burn. Elizabeth walked in and stood over them. Jillian pleaded with her eyes. Aragorn glared and reached for his sword, pulling it an inch out of it's scabbord. Elizabeth smirked.
"Jack!" she called. Jillian looked horrified. Aragorn pulled his sword out a little more. Jak came bounding down the stairs and into the room. Elizabeth pointed to Aragorn.
"He says he can swordfight." she said, winking in Jillian's direction. Jillian sighed relief.
"He does, aye?"
"Yes, Jack." Jillian perked up. Aragorn stood and drew his sword. Jack smirked. He motioned for them to follow him. Once they came into the sunlight, Jack turned, sword ready and tapped it against Aragorn's.
"Let's see if ye' can sword fight, mate."
"Jack, how in hell did these people get here?" Jillian leaned over the table. Gibbs shrugged and took another drink from his flask.
" 'Ey ain't from 'round 'er though, Jack." Gibbs added. Jack looked deep in thought. Will looked at him and tapped his shoulder lightly. Jack jumped a little and looked around.
"Oy sorry, mate, what were ye' talking about?" he asked. Elizabeth sighed and explained. Jack looked even more in thought than before.
"Aye...we have to get 'em back to where 'ey came from. I'll talk to Ina and see how 'ey got here in the first place." Jack's signature smile was back on his lips. Jillian rolled her eyes at his expresion. Jack rose from his chair and crossed the room to the window. The day was bright and fortunantly the strange people were still sleeping.
"Jack, I think I should talk to Ina for you." Will crossed to the window as well. Jack looked up from the window.
"Why, mate?" His eyes flashed with mischief.
"Because I know how you'll get around her."
"How, mate?"
"You'll try and get her away from the blonde man." Will looked Jack straight in the eyes as he spoke. Jack smirked at him.
"Fine, mate. I'll let ye' talk to her for me." Jack smiled and left the room, followed closely by Gibbs as he made his way up to steer the ship.
"I have to go." Elizabeth rose from the chair she was sitting in and kissed Will quickly before leaving. Jillian sat staring out the window at the blue sea. Will walked over to her.
"Are you alright?"he asked, putting an arm around her. She looked at him, a weak smiled crossed her face.
"You remeber how I met Jack and you and Elizabeth?" she asked, gazing out the window again. Will nodded.
"Jack sunk your ship and took your crew and you hostage." Will answered. Jillian looked back into his eyes, a single tear ran slowly down her face. "What's wrong?"
"I miss having my own ship." she answered quickly. Will wiped the tear away. Jillian felt a pink tinge come over her face.
"That's not what's wronge is it, Jillian?" Will looked into her eyes and she felt that he could see her soul. She shook her head.
"I'm kind of jealous." she whispered, just audible enough for Will to hear. He looked confused.
"Jealous?"
"Yeah."
"Jealous about what?" Will already knew. Jillian looked down and twiddled her thumbs.
"Ina." she whispered. Will nodded and patted her lightly on the shoulder.
"I see..." Will smiled. He bent his pointer finger and put it under her chin, raising it enough to look into her eyes. She blushed again. She couldn't help but feel better with him there. He smiled his own signature smile and pulled her hair behind her ear. She felt her face burn red. She then felt some connection towards him. She leaned forward, towards him. His smile faltered for a moment, then completely dissappeared when Jillian pressed her lips against his. He felt his own face turn red. He pushed away and she looked horrified.
"I-I-I-I have to go!" Jillian ran out of the room and burst into the brig crying, forgetting that there were others there. She always came in the brig to be alone. Will just sat there and let his face cool off. Jillian dropped into a corner, sobbing into her sash. She felt a hand on her shoulder. It was a calming, tender, loving hand. Like Will's.
"Go away, Will!" Then she looked up. It wasn't Will at all. It was a man with short, wavy, brown hair and a short mustach and beard. He had kind, understanding brown eyes. His touch was warm and soothing. She felt her cheeks go red again and she felt horrible for telling, uh, whoever it was to go away.
"Oh...I'm sorry, uh, I don't know your name." Jillian blushed more and more with each word, until she was a really deep shade of scarlet.
"My name is Aragorn, son of Arathon. I don't think I know your name either." He had a slight accent and as he spoke he smiled.
"My name is Jillian." She wiped her tears on her sleeve.
"What's wrong, Jillian. Why is a beautiful girl like you crying in a corner?" Aragorn asked.
"I'm not sure if I can tell you..." She thought for a moment. If she couldn't tell him then who could she tell? "But I'll tell you anyway."
Then she launched into the story about Jack liking Ina and her kissing Will and the fact that Will was married! Aragorn listened intently and never interupted. When she finished, he nodded and smiled again. She felt as if the world had been lifted off of her shoulders. She was glad to get her feelings off her chest. He put his hand on her cheek and rubbed her cheek with his thumb. Her face went red again.
"I have had problems like that before..." Aragorn trailed off and looked away. Jillian looked confused.
"What's wrong, Aragorn?" She put her hand on his shoulder as his hand slipped from her face and landed on her knee.
"I just miss her." he said.
"Who?"
Then it was Aragorn's turn to launch into a story about loving Arwen and yet having Eowyn loving him too. He even got into details about Lord Elron trying to get him away from Arwen. Jillian listened and only interupted once, she had to sneeze. He finished and looked back into her eyes. She smiled and squeezed his shoulder lightly. He put his hand on top of hers and pulled it off of his shoulder. He held her hand in his and kissed it lightly. She felt her face burn. He smiled.
"You are the only girl I've met that would listen to me while I talked about my life." He paused and kissed her hand again. "Thank you." Jilliaan nodded and felt an even bigger connection between them than between Will. She leaned towards him and, before he could resist, pressed her lips against his, hoping he wouldn't be like Will. She closed her eyes and put her hand on his cheek. As for Aragorn, he was suprised for a minute, but kissed her back and put his hand on her cheek.
"Jillian!" somone said. Jillian looked up and saw Elizabeth. Jillian felt her face burn. Elizabeth walked in and stood over them. Jillian pleaded with her eyes. Aragorn glared and reached for his sword, pulling it an inch out of it's scabbord. Elizabeth smirked.
"Jack!" she called. Jillian looked horrified. Aragorn pulled his sword out a little more. Jak came bounding down the stairs and into the room. Elizabeth pointed to Aragorn.
"He says he can swordfight." she said, winking in Jillian's direction. Jillian sighed relief.
"He does, aye?"
"Yes, Jack." Jillian perked up. Aragorn stood and drew his sword. Jack smirked. He motioned for them to follow him. Once they came into the sunlight, Jack turned, sword ready and tapped it against Aragorn's.
"Let's see if ye' can sword fight, mate."
