A/N: Not much to say. I still didn't get PoTC for my birthday. But maybe
with Christmas coming up I might be able to.
Pirate: Keep dreaming, I.H. If anyone gets Pirates of the Caribbean for Christmas it's going to be me.
Jack: Why don't you just ask Santa to give it to you for Christmas?
Packman: Does he even exist? (Tomatoes fall from the sky onto Packman's head)
I.H.: I guess that means yes. *****************
When the boat was docked, Tara practically ran off the deck. But I lingered there. I looked over the deck. The tarred wood and the jolly boats, and the smell of the sea were all I had known for so long. Now that Elizabeth wanted us to stay with her, and not go off on some wild ship to some unheard of country for another ten years, I had decided to stay on land. I was doing it for Tara. She needed to set down some roots. But roots normally make most trees die slowly when it's in salt water. I was strong, and could take it, but Tara needed to go to school, like mother would have wanted. And so, with a heavy heart, I walked down the plank and onto solid ground.
I was so used to the swaying of a ship that I found it hard to stand. Tara was dancing about like the little kid she was, happy to be anywhere but on a stuffy ship. Her dress spun around her and she seemed to be like she was years ago. I half expected her to kiss the cobblestone. But after a few moments of being her real, true self, Tara came back by my side. A good friend of mine, Ralf carried my trunk down and placed it at my feet. I went to pick it up and carry it, but Tara gave me that don't- even-try look and so Ralf came over and asked if I wanted some help. It felt good to be near trees, for when I grew up, I used to climb them. I gave Ralf a hand very now and then, but he really wanted to keep it as business like as possible. Not until we reached the governor's house did he put down the bulky trunk and grasp my hand. I felt tears prickle the back of my eyes, but Ralf touched my cheek.
"Stay strong Abe. Remember, the crew gets to check out whoever you marry, savvy? I won't have you going off to some random person." I smiled and a guard appeared at the gate. Ralf lowered his hand quickly, but before he went I hugged him. That's when I knew it, Ralf was more than a friend, he was like a father to me. The gate opened and I followed my sister through the gates. I turned back but before I could really see him, he shouted, "Never look back, Abe. Never look back." I went back to walking up the dirt path, and I forced my tears back. Ralf was right. I couldn't look back ********
Tara and I sat at two chairs in the formal parlor. We heard Elizabeth before we saw her. It was early in the morning, not even eleven, but Elizabeth pushed away the maids who were trying to get her into proper dress, and raced down the steps. "Abby! It's so good to see you!" She wrapped me in a hug and then moved on to Tara. She almost cried, "Tara, you look so grown up. You two have been gone for far too long." She hugged each of us twice more before laughing at herself. "Look at me, I'm getting your clothes all wet, and you must be tried. Will is dying to see both of you, but he had to go to the blacksmith shop." I perked up a bit, "I'll go and get him. I've been meaning to get him back for beating me at the sword, and I've gotten better." Elizabeth's face glowed as she laughed. "No doubt that he will be simply dying to do the same. Yes, you can go. But, maybe I should send someone with you, what do you think?" I snorted, "Elizabeth, you cut me to the quick. I never forget my way around any port. Especially when they have plenty of back streets." Tara rolled her eyes, but Elizabeth smiled, "I have no doubt of that." **************************
Elizabeth first made me wash up a bit. She couldn't believe how dark my skin had grown. But I was finally going down the path. I didn't need a horse or guild. I would get Will his gift, and then head over to the blacksmith shop. I really was dying to get back at him. I just hope that he hasn't gotten any better. I walked into the nearest tavern that looked like it sold wine, and bought three bottles. There were there gentlemen in the corner who starred at my blankly. I just nodded my head and walked out. I don't know how ridiculous I looked walking down the street with three bottles of wine in my hand and my other arm swinging back and forth out of boredom. People stopped and looked at me, not sure what to make of me. Let them think what they want. I didn't care.
I stopped outside the door to the blacksmith. I heard the sound of sword fighting going on and the word, "BLOODY PIRATE!" shouted through the door. I didn't even think, I just ran right in. I pulled a sword from a hook and joined in the fight. Will stopped dead, and whoever was fighting him didn't see me come in. The blade of a sword came right down, almost hitting his head. I stopped the sword and lunged at whoever it was. My eyes locked with a pair of brown eyes and I didn't need to look beyond them to know that this man was a pirate. We started to circle each other. And I made the first move. My extra sword lessons had improved my footwork and my balance. Suddenly we were whirling around, our swords hitting each other so hard that every now and then sparks showered the ground. Will seemed to have come to his senses, and started yelling at the two of us to stop. But I blocked out the noise. I locked my eyes with his, daring him to attack me. And then very suddenly, his eyes softened.
I charged, but Will knocked my sword out of my hands and then when I went for my dagger, whoever it was came back to Earth and pushed me so hard I fell over. I was totally not expecting it. The pirate placed his sword at my neck, and I felt it lightly touch my neck whenever I breathed. I lied on the ground; his sword gleaming from the light that shined through the windows. I waited for the final blow, and I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, but it never came. I opened one eye to see both of them at the other side of the room, talking in low whispers. I stood up, and brushed straw and dirt from my dress. I was mad, no doubt about that I walked right up to them, I almost ran and yelled my lungs out, "Aren't you going to kill me?" Will shook his head a smile on his face, "Abby, this is Jack Sparrow, a good friend of mine." Jack slouched, rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He whispered, "Captain, young William, Captain Jack Sparrow. And it's a pleasure to see you again, Abby Bartholomew." I gasped. I looked at Will, whose face was full of shock. I told him my name was Abigail Gillmire. That's who I was to everyone now. I composed myself, "You must be mistaken. My name is Abigail Gillmire. I don't normally come across pirates, so you can't know me." Jack's grin widened, "And what if you did come 'cross a good 'ol pirate?" I looked him dead in the eyes and got ready, "I'd kill him."
In a flash I bent down and pulled out my knife, but just as I was about to kill that bastard, Will stepped in front of him. I stopped mid toss and Just missed stabbing Will in the chest, "What did you do that for?" Will looked me in the eye, "I told you, he is my friend." I pushed my glasses up, for they were falling down my nose again, "He may be your friend, but he's not mine. I won't kill him.now." With that I handed the wine that I had set down on the ground a few feet away, "Happy wedding." And I left. *************************
I stormed down the streets, not caring if I looked like a mad woman, for I was at the time. Will knew I hated pirates. It didn't matter that my entire family were pirates, I hated all of them. I bumped into a few people and I muttered apologies. Then I bumped into someone and as I hurried away, and hand caught my arm. "Abigail! I wasn't expecting to see you so soon." I turned and so Norrington looking into my eyes, "What happened, something isn't right, I can see it in your eyes?" I sighed and told the truth, "Pirate troubles again. That can never not bother me. Sometimes I think they have it out for me."
"Is there any pirate in particular?" I held my tongue, I had promised Will. No doubt he would get in trouble as well. "No, just.all of them. Our ship was attacked a little while ago and.and." I thought up the best lie I could manage. But we were in a public place, if anyone heard my words, I knew I might be in trouble. Norrington took me by the shoulders, "Did he wrong you in anyway?" I shook my head, "Some things you just can't believe you do. I killed him, Norrington, and I looked into his eyes, I just.I just." Norrington took my hand, "I understand, you should not be sailing all year round. It's good you have decided to stay here. Maybe find a husband while you can." I looked down at our hands. Norrington had slipped a ring around my finger, "Abigail, after I lost Elizabeth I thought I could never love again. But, I moved on, and seeing you the few times that I have, I feel as if I'm complete again. Abigail, will you marry me?"
Pirate: Keep dreaming, I.H. If anyone gets Pirates of the Caribbean for Christmas it's going to be me.
Jack: Why don't you just ask Santa to give it to you for Christmas?
Packman: Does he even exist? (Tomatoes fall from the sky onto Packman's head)
I.H.: I guess that means yes. *****************
When the boat was docked, Tara practically ran off the deck. But I lingered there. I looked over the deck. The tarred wood and the jolly boats, and the smell of the sea were all I had known for so long. Now that Elizabeth wanted us to stay with her, and not go off on some wild ship to some unheard of country for another ten years, I had decided to stay on land. I was doing it for Tara. She needed to set down some roots. But roots normally make most trees die slowly when it's in salt water. I was strong, and could take it, but Tara needed to go to school, like mother would have wanted. And so, with a heavy heart, I walked down the plank and onto solid ground.
I was so used to the swaying of a ship that I found it hard to stand. Tara was dancing about like the little kid she was, happy to be anywhere but on a stuffy ship. Her dress spun around her and she seemed to be like she was years ago. I half expected her to kiss the cobblestone. But after a few moments of being her real, true self, Tara came back by my side. A good friend of mine, Ralf carried my trunk down and placed it at my feet. I went to pick it up and carry it, but Tara gave me that don't- even-try look and so Ralf came over and asked if I wanted some help. It felt good to be near trees, for when I grew up, I used to climb them. I gave Ralf a hand very now and then, but he really wanted to keep it as business like as possible. Not until we reached the governor's house did he put down the bulky trunk and grasp my hand. I felt tears prickle the back of my eyes, but Ralf touched my cheek.
"Stay strong Abe. Remember, the crew gets to check out whoever you marry, savvy? I won't have you going off to some random person." I smiled and a guard appeared at the gate. Ralf lowered his hand quickly, but before he went I hugged him. That's when I knew it, Ralf was more than a friend, he was like a father to me. The gate opened and I followed my sister through the gates. I turned back but before I could really see him, he shouted, "Never look back, Abe. Never look back." I went back to walking up the dirt path, and I forced my tears back. Ralf was right. I couldn't look back ********
Tara and I sat at two chairs in the formal parlor. We heard Elizabeth before we saw her. It was early in the morning, not even eleven, but Elizabeth pushed away the maids who were trying to get her into proper dress, and raced down the steps. "Abby! It's so good to see you!" She wrapped me in a hug and then moved on to Tara. She almost cried, "Tara, you look so grown up. You two have been gone for far too long." She hugged each of us twice more before laughing at herself. "Look at me, I'm getting your clothes all wet, and you must be tried. Will is dying to see both of you, but he had to go to the blacksmith shop." I perked up a bit, "I'll go and get him. I've been meaning to get him back for beating me at the sword, and I've gotten better." Elizabeth's face glowed as she laughed. "No doubt that he will be simply dying to do the same. Yes, you can go. But, maybe I should send someone with you, what do you think?" I snorted, "Elizabeth, you cut me to the quick. I never forget my way around any port. Especially when they have plenty of back streets." Tara rolled her eyes, but Elizabeth smiled, "I have no doubt of that." **************************
Elizabeth first made me wash up a bit. She couldn't believe how dark my skin had grown. But I was finally going down the path. I didn't need a horse or guild. I would get Will his gift, and then head over to the blacksmith shop. I really was dying to get back at him. I just hope that he hasn't gotten any better. I walked into the nearest tavern that looked like it sold wine, and bought three bottles. There were there gentlemen in the corner who starred at my blankly. I just nodded my head and walked out. I don't know how ridiculous I looked walking down the street with three bottles of wine in my hand and my other arm swinging back and forth out of boredom. People stopped and looked at me, not sure what to make of me. Let them think what they want. I didn't care.
I stopped outside the door to the blacksmith. I heard the sound of sword fighting going on and the word, "BLOODY PIRATE!" shouted through the door. I didn't even think, I just ran right in. I pulled a sword from a hook and joined in the fight. Will stopped dead, and whoever was fighting him didn't see me come in. The blade of a sword came right down, almost hitting his head. I stopped the sword and lunged at whoever it was. My eyes locked with a pair of brown eyes and I didn't need to look beyond them to know that this man was a pirate. We started to circle each other. And I made the first move. My extra sword lessons had improved my footwork and my balance. Suddenly we were whirling around, our swords hitting each other so hard that every now and then sparks showered the ground. Will seemed to have come to his senses, and started yelling at the two of us to stop. But I blocked out the noise. I locked my eyes with his, daring him to attack me. And then very suddenly, his eyes softened.
I charged, but Will knocked my sword out of my hands and then when I went for my dagger, whoever it was came back to Earth and pushed me so hard I fell over. I was totally not expecting it. The pirate placed his sword at my neck, and I felt it lightly touch my neck whenever I breathed. I lied on the ground; his sword gleaming from the light that shined through the windows. I waited for the final blow, and I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, but it never came. I opened one eye to see both of them at the other side of the room, talking in low whispers. I stood up, and brushed straw and dirt from my dress. I was mad, no doubt about that I walked right up to them, I almost ran and yelled my lungs out, "Aren't you going to kill me?" Will shook his head a smile on his face, "Abby, this is Jack Sparrow, a good friend of mine." Jack slouched, rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. He whispered, "Captain, young William, Captain Jack Sparrow. And it's a pleasure to see you again, Abby Bartholomew." I gasped. I looked at Will, whose face was full of shock. I told him my name was Abigail Gillmire. That's who I was to everyone now. I composed myself, "You must be mistaken. My name is Abigail Gillmire. I don't normally come across pirates, so you can't know me." Jack's grin widened, "And what if you did come 'cross a good 'ol pirate?" I looked him dead in the eyes and got ready, "I'd kill him."
In a flash I bent down and pulled out my knife, but just as I was about to kill that bastard, Will stepped in front of him. I stopped mid toss and Just missed stabbing Will in the chest, "What did you do that for?" Will looked me in the eye, "I told you, he is my friend." I pushed my glasses up, for they were falling down my nose again, "He may be your friend, but he's not mine. I won't kill him.now." With that I handed the wine that I had set down on the ground a few feet away, "Happy wedding." And I left. *************************
I stormed down the streets, not caring if I looked like a mad woman, for I was at the time. Will knew I hated pirates. It didn't matter that my entire family were pirates, I hated all of them. I bumped into a few people and I muttered apologies. Then I bumped into someone and as I hurried away, and hand caught my arm. "Abigail! I wasn't expecting to see you so soon." I turned and so Norrington looking into my eyes, "What happened, something isn't right, I can see it in your eyes?" I sighed and told the truth, "Pirate troubles again. That can never not bother me. Sometimes I think they have it out for me."
"Is there any pirate in particular?" I held my tongue, I had promised Will. No doubt he would get in trouble as well. "No, just.all of them. Our ship was attacked a little while ago and.and." I thought up the best lie I could manage. But we were in a public place, if anyone heard my words, I knew I might be in trouble. Norrington took me by the shoulders, "Did he wrong you in anyway?" I shook my head, "Some things you just can't believe you do. I killed him, Norrington, and I looked into his eyes, I just.I just." Norrington took my hand, "I understand, you should not be sailing all year round. It's good you have decided to stay here. Maybe find a husband while you can." I looked down at our hands. Norrington had slipped a ring around my finger, "Abigail, after I lost Elizabeth I thought I could never love again. But, I moved on, and seeing you the few times that I have, I feel as if I'm complete again. Abigail, will you marry me?"
