All Treasure is Not Silver & Gold
Disclaimer: As you all know I do not own any of the POTC characters. Therese, Quinn and some of the new pirates and sailors are my own creations!
Chapter 11 – Therese's Tale
"Ahoy sails!", Voit yelled at dawn the next morning.
Jack examined the ship closely through his telescope. "Bloody Hell!" he said quietly. "Bring me Bill, Therese and Will – we have a problem!" he yelled to Mr. Gibbs
A short time later all were assembled on deck, looking rather sleepy.
"Tell me what ye see lass." Jack said as he handed her the scope.
Will saw the change come over Therese immediately. The colour drained from her face and she started to shake uncontrollably.
"Oh god no!" she whispered.
"It's the Goliath!" Jack said solemnly "And she is gaining fast!"
"Do we fight or try to make Cuba?" Bill asked immediately as Will took Therese into his arms to try to console her.
"We won't make Cuba, she is gaining too fast, she'll overtake us by noon!" Jack replied, "We best get ready to fight."
"Will, take Therese below, we need to keep her out of site as much as possible." Bill said to his son, "Look after he please."
Bill, Jack and the rest of the crew were fast at work preparing the Pearl for battle as Will led Therese to her cabin. It was as though Will was leading a child, the confidence he had once seen her was completely gone.
"God what did he do to you?" Will asked quietly, not expecting an answer.
"That man is pure evil!" she said in a shaky voice. Will said nothing, he simply pulled her onto his lap and held her, hoping she would continue.
"For days after I was taken I demanded to speak with the captain and was denied. Finally after a week in a cell with little water or food I was thrown a shabby dress and dragged to Quinn's cabin." She started slowly. Will stroked her hair, quietly urging her to go on.
"He was well behaved at first, apologizing for the conditions in which I had been kept and so on, but when I demanded to know why I was taken and to be returned to the Pearl, I was answered with a backhand to the mouth.
'You will not speak to me in that manner!' he said coldly. That was the first of many times he would hit me over the next three years. I was given the freedom to roam about the ship during the day, but never alone. I realized that we were heading for England a few days later.
Once we arrived at his home in Kent, he finally told me why I was taken. When I told him that Bill was not my father he went into a rage. He beat me half to death using anything at hand and chained me in the cellar with no food for 7 days."
As she spoke tears streamed down her face. Will could feel the anger rising in the pit of his stomach. He wanted nothing more that to kill Quinn for what he had done.
"He would alternate between extreme rage and tenderness beyond belief. Looking back now, I realize that he did want me to love him. He would buy me beautiful things; he had me take classes with tutors. Almost as if he was grooming me for the day that I would finally love him back. It would never happen, the beatings were too frequent and too severe."
She pulled back from Will and raised a sleeve of her shirt. Four to five circular scars could be seen on her arm. "He used a cigar for these, and these," she said exposing he calves to reveal deep scars, "were from a bamboo cane! I never thought I would ever escape. Then suddenly, one day I realized we were nearing the Caribbean and I waited for my chance." She sighed
"I never thought I would meet a man I could trust again." She said suddenly, "Then I met you! A man I could easily fall in love with..." she sobbed, "and now he's here and he'll take me again. I'll lose everything....Bill....my life.....you! I can't go through that again – I'd rather die!" she declared as she collapsed against Will's chest sobbing!
"Therese," he said quietly rocking her and stroking her hair, "I won't let him hurt you again! I promise. I'd rather die then let him lay a hand on you."
"How can you say that Will? You barely know me!" she said as she pulled back and looked desperately into his eyes.
"I told you that I felt a connection with you and I meant it." He whispered softly. "When Elizabeth left me I thought I was dying. For six months I wandered around, a shell of a man. Then I met you and for the first time in a long time I 'felt' again. You make me want to live again, and if that was the only reason I would die to protect you." He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. "I'll keep you safe." He promised.
Disclaimer: As you all know I do not own any of the POTC characters. Therese, Quinn and some of the new pirates and sailors are my own creations!
Chapter 11 – Therese's Tale
"Ahoy sails!", Voit yelled at dawn the next morning.
Jack examined the ship closely through his telescope. "Bloody Hell!" he said quietly. "Bring me Bill, Therese and Will – we have a problem!" he yelled to Mr. Gibbs
A short time later all were assembled on deck, looking rather sleepy.
"Tell me what ye see lass." Jack said as he handed her the scope.
Will saw the change come over Therese immediately. The colour drained from her face and she started to shake uncontrollably.
"Oh god no!" she whispered.
"It's the Goliath!" Jack said solemnly "And she is gaining fast!"
"Do we fight or try to make Cuba?" Bill asked immediately as Will took Therese into his arms to try to console her.
"We won't make Cuba, she is gaining too fast, she'll overtake us by noon!" Jack replied, "We best get ready to fight."
"Will, take Therese below, we need to keep her out of site as much as possible." Bill said to his son, "Look after he please."
Bill, Jack and the rest of the crew were fast at work preparing the Pearl for battle as Will led Therese to her cabin. It was as though Will was leading a child, the confidence he had once seen her was completely gone.
"God what did he do to you?" Will asked quietly, not expecting an answer.
"That man is pure evil!" she said in a shaky voice. Will said nothing, he simply pulled her onto his lap and held her, hoping she would continue.
"For days after I was taken I demanded to speak with the captain and was denied. Finally after a week in a cell with little water or food I was thrown a shabby dress and dragged to Quinn's cabin." She started slowly. Will stroked her hair, quietly urging her to go on.
"He was well behaved at first, apologizing for the conditions in which I had been kept and so on, but when I demanded to know why I was taken and to be returned to the Pearl, I was answered with a backhand to the mouth.
'You will not speak to me in that manner!' he said coldly. That was the first of many times he would hit me over the next three years. I was given the freedom to roam about the ship during the day, but never alone. I realized that we were heading for England a few days later.
Once we arrived at his home in Kent, he finally told me why I was taken. When I told him that Bill was not my father he went into a rage. He beat me half to death using anything at hand and chained me in the cellar with no food for 7 days."
As she spoke tears streamed down her face. Will could feel the anger rising in the pit of his stomach. He wanted nothing more that to kill Quinn for what he had done.
"He would alternate between extreme rage and tenderness beyond belief. Looking back now, I realize that he did want me to love him. He would buy me beautiful things; he had me take classes with tutors. Almost as if he was grooming me for the day that I would finally love him back. It would never happen, the beatings were too frequent and too severe."
She pulled back from Will and raised a sleeve of her shirt. Four to five circular scars could be seen on her arm. "He used a cigar for these, and these," she said exposing he calves to reveal deep scars, "were from a bamboo cane! I never thought I would ever escape. Then suddenly, one day I realized we were nearing the Caribbean and I waited for my chance." She sighed
"I never thought I would meet a man I could trust again." She said suddenly, "Then I met you! A man I could easily fall in love with..." she sobbed, "and now he's here and he'll take me again. I'll lose everything....Bill....my life.....you! I can't go through that again – I'd rather die!" she declared as she collapsed against Will's chest sobbing!
"Therese," he said quietly rocking her and stroking her hair, "I won't let him hurt you again! I promise. I'd rather die then let him lay a hand on you."
"How can you say that Will? You barely know me!" she said as she pulled back and looked desperately into his eyes.
"I told you that I felt a connection with you and I meant it." He whispered softly. "When Elizabeth left me I thought I was dying. For six months I wandered around, a shell of a man. Then I met you and for the first time in a long time I 'felt' again. You make me want to live again, and if that was the only reason I would die to protect you." He leaned down and gently kissed her lips. "I'll keep you safe." He promised.
