A Halloween Wish

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~HEY MATES! Just to let everyone know, I'm gonna do my best to keep getting chapters out, but school will be starting in a couple days and it'll be harder to keep up. I'll try my best, but don't rush me...hopefully all my faithful reviewers stick with me. *prays* Anyway, hope you all enjoy this chapter~

Chapter 13~ Love's Tears

Jack awoke to the smell of smoke. He had been sleeping so peacefully. When he looked to his left, he saw Natalie lying with her head on one of his arms. He smiled and gently slid his arm out from under her. When he stood and brushed himself off, he saw Elizabeth throwing barrels into a fire in the trees. "NO!" he shouted as he waved his arms and ran toward her, "Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burnt all the food, the shade, the rum-"

"Yes, the rum is gone," Elizabeth interrupted as she looked out on the horizon.

"Why is the rum gone?" Jack asked angrily.

"One," Elizabeth yelled as she turned around, "Because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. Do you really think there is even the slightest chance they won't see it?"

"But why is the rum gone?" Jack asked again, more desperately. Elizabeth turned around again and sat down, facing the ocean. "Just wait, Captain Sparrow. You give it one hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye open and you will see white sails on that horizon." Jack immediately pulled out his gun and aimed it at the girl's head. He clenched his other hand into a fist until he felt someone touch his shoulder. He put the gun away and turned to see Natalie holding onto him. "Come with me, Jack," she whispered as she pulled him to another side of the island.

"She burned me rum!"

"I know," Natalie said calmly.

"She burned ALL of it! Now I have nothing to drink, and I NEED it!"

"Shh," Natalie said, putting a finger to his lips, "I'm sorry she did that, but look out on the horizon," she said as she pointed out toward the ocean. There was a rather large ship sailing toward them. It was the Dauntless. "There'll be no living with her after this," Jack said as he stared at the ship and then back at the signal Liz had created.

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"But we've got to save Will!" Elizabeth shouted at her father.

"No, you're safe now. We will return to Port Royal immediately and not go gallivanting after pirates," Governor Swann replied as he walked toward Commodore Norrington.

"Then we condemn him to death!" she yelled again.

"The boy's fate is regrettable, then so was his decision to engage in piracy."

"To rescue me, to prevent anything from happening to me," Elizabeth said, her voice beginning to crack. Natalie and Jack both stood with two soldiers who were obviously dim-wits. They exchanged glances and then stepped forward. "If I may be so bold as to interject my professional opinion. The Pearl was listing near to scabbers after the battle. It's very unlikely she'll be able to make good time. Think about it, the Black Pearl. The last real pirate threat in the Caribbean mate. How can you pass it up?" Jack said.

"By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow, not only myself."

"Just get over yourself, pretty boy and shut up!" Natalie shouted. Jack gripped her arm as Norrington glared daggers at her. "Listen, I'm not intimidated by you, so stop with the evil eye," Natalie said with a smirk. Elizabeth pushed forward and caught Norrington before he could walk up to the helm. "Commodore, I beg you, please do this for me...as a wedding gift."

"Elizabeth, are you accepting the Commodore's proposal?" Governor Swann asked.

"I am," she replied desperately. Natalie glanced at Jack, who seemed rather thrilled. "A wedding," he began, "I love weddings! Drinks all around!" he shouted, his arms moving about wildly until Norrington's gaze was upon him, "I know...clap him in irons, right?" Natalie immediately stepped in front of Jack and glared at Commodore Norrington. "Mr. Sparrow, you will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with a bearing to Isla de Muerta. You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase 'silent as the grave'. Do I make myself clear?"

"Inescapably clear," Jack responded as two soldiers forced him up the stairs. Natalie watched Jack be forced up the stairs and to the helm. Just then, she was grabbed by two soldiers and forced toward the brig. "Let me go!" she shouted, "Let me the fuck go!"

"Commodore, please let her stay up here. She helped me escape," Elizabeth said firmly. He nodded and then shouted to the soldiers. They dropped her to the ground and stormed off as quickly as they could. Natalie stood up and brushed herself off before walking to the bow of the Dauntless and staring out at the sea ahead.

Hours later, night had fallen. The sky was dark and cloudy, somewhat terrifying as the Dauntless neared Isla de Muerta. Natalie hadn't moved from her spot since the soldiers had released her. She ripped a small section of her sleeve and tied her hair back in a ponytail to keep the calm wind from blowing in her face. Life was getting to her, which it never had before. She was having feelings for a pirate, she kissed him, and then pushed him away. "What's wrong with me?" she asked herself.

"I don't see anything wrong with ye, love," a rough voice said from behind her. Natalie didn't move. She kept her eyes toward the ocean. Natalie suddenly felt a rough and calloused hand touch the back of her neck. It soon found its way to her shoulder and then moved down to her lean, but curved waist. "Jack?" she asked.

"Who else, love?" His voice was smooth and incredibly seductive, making chills run up and down Natalie's spine. She shuddered and this made Jack smile. He reached up to her hair and slipped the cloth out, letting her long, dark hair fall out and into the breeze. Jack then pushed her hair to one side of her neck and kissed her skin. "Jack, could you please-?"

"Please what, love?" he asked in a whispered voice, "Do this?" Jack ran his hand down her spine and gripped her waist firmly. Natalie sighed and abruptly turned around so her chest was pressed up against Jack's. When her gaze met his, he pulled back a foot. Her beautiful Caribbean blue eyes were dark and evil. She looked angry, and it scared him. "Something wrong, love?" Jack asked.

"You...you did this to me," Natalie whispered.

"Did what?"

"Did what...did what? Jack, are you damn blind?"

"Well, I can see how beautiful you are, so there's no way I'm blind." Natalie licked her lips and looked away. "Why me?"

"Excuse me, love?" Jack asked.

"Okay...don't call me that anymore," Natalie said, her eyes beginning to water, "I can't take it when you do."

"Why ever not, lo-...Natalie?"

"B-Because," she stammered, her voice cracking, "You don't mean it." Jack looked extremely confused, so he reached out a hand and wiped away a tear that ran down her face. "What are ye talking about?"

"You call me 'love' all the time, but I know you too well. You're the kind of man who gives a woman a one night stand and then leaves the next morning without a trace."

"I call many women 'love', but when I say it to ye, it means something completely different."

"And what does it mean?" Natalie watched a sly smile spread across Jack's face as he stroked the side of her cheek with his knuckles. "What it means is...that I really care about ye. You're different than other women I've been around." Natalie turned away from the pirate and stared back out at the sea. "Ye don't believe me, love?"

"I...I really don't know what to believe anymore, Jack. I used to think that none of this was even possible."

"This?" Jack asked as he stepped up next to her and curiously looked upon her face.

"All of this...the sea, pirates, time travel. It never seemed like it could be real. And now...to be here in the seventeenth century, spending my time in the Caribbean with you...it just doesn't seem possible." Jack lifted his hand to Natalie's chin and gently forced her to look at him. "Love, this entire place is real...as am I," Jack whispered as he leaned toward Natalie and placed a gentle kiss on her lips, "I don't think you're dreaming."

"How do I know that, Jack?" He answered her by pulling her body close to his. He lifted one of her hands to his chest and placed it above his heart. "Does this feel false to you?" he asked as he roughly locked his lips with hers. Natalie was hesitant and froze as Jack's hands began to move from her back, down to her waist.

He was so loving and didn't compare to anyone else she had ever met. His kisses were full of enthusiasm and made her gasp almost every time. Jack slowly brought his hands to her face and cupped her cheeks as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. Natalie soon found herself kissing him back with the same amount of passion he was giving. Jack finally pulled away, keeping his hands on her face. "Well...was it false?" he asked.

"I...I don't think it was. I can still taste the rum from last night," Natalie said with a laugh as she smiled and turned back to the ocean. Jack peeked over at her face and noticed that she was quietly crying. Tears were streaming down her face like a rainstorm. "What are ye crying about now, love?"

"It's just...good things don't happen to me very often, and when they do I get scared," Natalie replied quietly. (A/N: Sorry..."Daredevil" moment) Jack put a hand around Natalie's waist and pulled her tightly against him, but in a comforting way. "Ye have nothing to be afraid of. Nothing bad will ever happen to ye when I'm here." Natalie smiled up at Jack and rested her head on his shoulder, keeping her eyes on the horizon.