Chapter 2: the Forge's Misfortunes
Outside of will's thoughts Jack has just jumped off the deck of the Pearl. He knew what was happening to Will. He knew that the love of his life was dying. While AnaMaria paid the Dock Master, Jack ran at top speed, dodging passers by to the blacksmith's shop. But when he was almost there he was caught by Norrington. Norrington was alone.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow."
"COMMODORE! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR WELL TO DO HELLOS I HAVE TO GO RIGHT NOW!" Yelled Jack.
"And just where do you think you have to go Mr. Sparrow?" Norrington asked in his amused, smug voice.
"WILL! IVE GOT TO GET TO WILL RIGHT NOW NOW LET ME GO DAMN IT!" Jack struggled.
"And what might be wrong with William Turner, Mr. Sparrow."
"IT'S THAT DAMNED BROWN! WILL'S DYING NORRINGTON NOW LET ME GO AND FETCH A DAMN DOCTOR WHILE YOUR AT IT!" insisted Jack.
The Commodore, who had grown very fond of Will over the years immediately let Jack go and started to run to Elizabeth's home, which was the nearest source for a doctor. Jack ran like the wind and finally, after what felt like an eternity to his legs, he had reached the blacksmith's shop. He flung the door open to find Will, shivering and shaking, blood all over him sitting in a chair. He was almost blue with cold. Jack let out a bit of a cry and jumped right over the wall and down to Will in the forge. He rushed up to him and pulled him into a big hug. He knew what Will needed. His warmth. Will wasn't coherent but he did put his arms around Jack and let them hang there. Jack felt his near limp arms and whispered into his ear as he rubbed him all over while keeping him in his arms, kissing him all over his face.
"Come on, hold on, Will, you stupid boy! Why didn't you go to a doctor goddamnit? I was coming for you, Will! I was! I missed you so much dear, dear, Will, please don't die on me now. Don't die on me like Bootstrap did. Come on. Come on, Will I know you can do it. You can survive if you'd just try damnit! Try to live! I'm here now. I'm not gonna let that bastard get you again. Oh, my poor, poor Will. Damn him. Damn him to the ninth circle for this treachery. I'll have his head for this, Will."
"Jack?" moaned Will.
"Yes, yes it's me, dear William, it's me. I'm back. I'm so sorry I waited this long."
"I feel.warm."
"Good. Good thing, dear William, that's a good thing. Hold on to that. Hold on to me, my dear boy, hold on to me." Jack stroked his hair and kissed his forehead.
"I.l.love you, Jack."
"And I love you, dear William. I love you. Come on now don't die on me. Don't die. A doctor is coming to fix you up and I'm here and I'm never ever going to let you leave my sight again. I love you, Will, so hold on."
"Can I.can I go to my bed to die."
"Bullshit. Bullshit, Will, you're not going to accept it. You're not going to die damn you! I'm not going to let you go again. I'm not going to lose you again, Will do you understand? Do you understand?!" pressed Jack.
"At least I got to see you.one last time."
"This won't be the last time, my love. This won't be the last time by a half chance. You're not going anywhere, your staying here. You're staying with me."
"I want to.but I can't."-
"You can and you will. You can if you just fight for me fight! Fight damn you!"
"Your.your crying, Jack!"
Wiping his face in haste with one of his hands, Jack pushed, "So are you lad, so are you. Come on now, I know you can survive this if you try! I know you can! Your strong, Will. You're stronger than Jack Sparrow ever was. Come on, my love, fight."
"I.I'll try."
"You won't just try you'll survive! You'll survive this because I'm going to take you away from here, Will. I'm going to take you away from this hell and we're going to sail around the world and we're going to move to land and you'll have your own smithy on an island, alright love? We're going to be together forever and I'm never letting you go again! Come on, Will stay with me, lad."
"I'm tired, Jack."
"No, no you're not damnit you're going to stay awake because I'm real this time. I'm real and you're never going to have to live off my memory again. I heard you, dear William. I heard everything you were going through. I'm so sorry I couldn't come sooner."
A group of people came into the forge. Norrington and Elizabeth, and Will's doctor since childhood. Elizabeth ran up to them, Norrington quickly paced behind her and once she got there she cradled Will's left cheek as his right was currently resting on Jack's shoulder. Jack still hadn't let go of the shivering Will.
"Oh, Jack, is this how you found him?" Elizabeth asked.
"No, he was a lot colder when I found him, Elizabeth."
"When we met you mentioned Master Brown, Captain Sparrow. What was that about.?"
"That damned Brown's the one that's the cause of this mess. Will told me Brown's been beating the snuff out of him ever since he came t' work here when he was ten years old!"
"What?"
"You heard me good and well, Commodore!"
"Why didn't he tell me if Brown was mistreating him? Or even Elizabeth!"
"Because he's a stupid boy who has a lot o' stupid pride, that's why."
"James, there's something you don't know about Master Brown."
"If you're talking about the fact the man's a bloody pig drunk and that Mr. Turner makes the swords I've to inform you the whole of Port Royal knows that."
"You knew about this?!"
"If you are referring to the beating, Elizabeth darling, no. If I did then Brown would've been clapped in irons and hung from the gallows 11 years prior."
"Darling?! You two married or something?"
"For better or worse, yes we are, Jack. I accepted James' proposal after Will and I cancelled our wedding."
"Why'd you cancel it?"
"Because it would be obvious, Captain Sparrow, that Mr. Turner is in love with you." Answered Norrington.
The doctor, by the name of Dolorous finished her examination on Will and spoke. "I hate to say this to you, but it'll be a miracle if he makes it. He's lost a great amount of blood. I don't know if he can survive with all of that blood missing."
"He'll survive alright. He's strong." Quipped Jack.
"At any rate we need to stitch up his whip marks. I've never seen any this deep before."
"That evil, evil man! Please, Dolorous, do you think we could risk a trip to my house? He'll be so much more comfortable in one of the guest beds as will Captain Sparrow."
"Yes, Miss, I think we can risk it. Besides, don't think he'll want to wake up in this place again, wouldn't you agree?" replied the doctor.
"Most definite, Doctor Bellefonte. Come, let us get Captain Sparrow and Mr. Turner to the manor then." Ordered the Commodore.
Jack picked up Will and left with the doctor for Elizabeth's house. Elizabeth herself stayed behind to pack Will's things. Norrington went off and was soon back with Gillette.
"Gillette, I want you to stay here until Master Brown gets back and when he does arrest him on sight. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir."
"Elizabeth dear, I shall expect you home within the hour."
"Yes, I think it shouldn't take that long to gather Will's things."
"Excellent. I shall have tea ready by then. Oh, and Elizabeth?"
"What is it James?"
"You trust me when I say I didn't know about these mistreatments between Mr. Tuner and Mr. Brown?"
"Of course I do, James."
"Good then."
"Commodore."
Norrington left the forge and headed fore his brides manor.
Outside of will's thoughts Jack has just jumped off the deck of the Pearl. He knew what was happening to Will. He knew that the love of his life was dying. While AnaMaria paid the Dock Master, Jack ran at top speed, dodging passers by to the blacksmith's shop. But when he was almost there he was caught by Norrington. Norrington was alone.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow."
"COMMODORE! I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR WELL TO DO HELLOS I HAVE TO GO RIGHT NOW!" Yelled Jack.
"And just where do you think you have to go Mr. Sparrow?" Norrington asked in his amused, smug voice.
"WILL! IVE GOT TO GET TO WILL RIGHT NOW NOW LET ME GO DAMN IT!" Jack struggled.
"And what might be wrong with William Turner, Mr. Sparrow."
"IT'S THAT DAMNED BROWN! WILL'S DYING NORRINGTON NOW LET ME GO AND FETCH A DAMN DOCTOR WHILE YOUR AT IT!" insisted Jack.
The Commodore, who had grown very fond of Will over the years immediately let Jack go and started to run to Elizabeth's home, which was the nearest source for a doctor. Jack ran like the wind and finally, after what felt like an eternity to his legs, he had reached the blacksmith's shop. He flung the door open to find Will, shivering and shaking, blood all over him sitting in a chair. He was almost blue with cold. Jack let out a bit of a cry and jumped right over the wall and down to Will in the forge. He rushed up to him and pulled him into a big hug. He knew what Will needed. His warmth. Will wasn't coherent but he did put his arms around Jack and let them hang there. Jack felt his near limp arms and whispered into his ear as he rubbed him all over while keeping him in his arms, kissing him all over his face.
"Come on, hold on, Will, you stupid boy! Why didn't you go to a doctor goddamnit? I was coming for you, Will! I was! I missed you so much dear, dear, Will, please don't die on me now. Don't die on me like Bootstrap did. Come on. Come on, Will I know you can do it. You can survive if you'd just try damnit! Try to live! I'm here now. I'm not gonna let that bastard get you again. Oh, my poor, poor Will. Damn him. Damn him to the ninth circle for this treachery. I'll have his head for this, Will."
"Jack?" moaned Will.
"Yes, yes it's me, dear William, it's me. I'm back. I'm so sorry I waited this long."
"I feel.warm."
"Good. Good thing, dear William, that's a good thing. Hold on to that. Hold on to me, my dear boy, hold on to me." Jack stroked his hair and kissed his forehead.
"I.l.love you, Jack."
"And I love you, dear William. I love you. Come on now don't die on me. Don't die. A doctor is coming to fix you up and I'm here and I'm never ever going to let you leave my sight again. I love you, Will, so hold on."
"Can I.can I go to my bed to die."
"Bullshit. Bullshit, Will, you're not going to accept it. You're not going to die damn you! I'm not going to let you go again. I'm not going to lose you again, Will do you understand? Do you understand?!" pressed Jack.
"At least I got to see you.one last time."
"This won't be the last time, my love. This won't be the last time by a half chance. You're not going anywhere, your staying here. You're staying with me."
"I want to.but I can't."-
"You can and you will. You can if you just fight for me fight! Fight damn you!"
"Your.your crying, Jack!"
Wiping his face in haste with one of his hands, Jack pushed, "So are you lad, so are you. Come on now, I know you can survive this if you try! I know you can! Your strong, Will. You're stronger than Jack Sparrow ever was. Come on, my love, fight."
"I.I'll try."
"You won't just try you'll survive! You'll survive this because I'm going to take you away from here, Will. I'm going to take you away from this hell and we're going to sail around the world and we're going to move to land and you'll have your own smithy on an island, alright love? We're going to be together forever and I'm never letting you go again! Come on, Will stay with me, lad."
"I'm tired, Jack."
"No, no you're not damnit you're going to stay awake because I'm real this time. I'm real and you're never going to have to live off my memory again. I heard you, dear William. I heard everything you were going through. I'm so sorry I couldn't come sooner."
A group of people came into the forge. Norrington and Elizabeth, and Will's doctor since childhood. Elizabeth ran up to them, Norrington quickly paced behind her and once she got there she cradled Will's left cheek as his right was currently resting on Jack's shoulder. Jack still hadn't let go of the shivering Will.
"Oh, Jack, is this how you found him?" Elizabeth asked.
"No, he was a lot colder when I found him, Elizabeth."
"When we met you mentioned Master Brown, Captain Sparrow. What was that about.?"
"That damned Brown's the one that's the cause of this mess. Will told me Brown's been beating the snuff out of him ever since he came t' work here when he was ten years old!"
"What?"
"You heard me good and well, Commodore!"
"Why didn't he tell me if Brown was mistreating him? Or even Elizabeth!"
"Because he's a stupid boy who has a lot o' stupid pride, that's why."
"James, there's something you don't know about Master Brown."
"If you're talking about the fact the man's a bloody pig drunk and that Mr. Turner makes the swords I've to inform you the whole of Port Royal knows that."
"You knew about this?!"
"If you are referring to the beating, Elizabeth darling, no. If I did then Brown would've been clapped in irons and hung from the gallows 11 years prior."
"Darling?! You two married or something?"
"For better or worse, yes we are, Jack. I accepted James' proposal after Will and I cancelled our wedding."
"Why'd you cancel it?"
"Because it would be obvious, Captain Sparrow, that Mr. Turner is in love with you." Answered Norrington.
The doctor, by the name of Dolorous finished her examination on Will and spoke. "I hate to say this to you, but it'll be a miracle if he makes it. He's lost a great amount of blood. I don't know if he can survive with all of that blood missing."
"He'll survive alright. He's strong." Quipped Jack.
"At any rate we need to stitch up his whip marks. I've never seen any this deep before."
"That evil, evil man! Please, Dolorous, do you think we could risk a trip to my house? He'll be so much more comfortable in one of the guest beds as will Captain Sparrow."
"Yes, Miss, I think we can risk it. Besides, don't think he'll want to wake up in this place again, wouldn't you agree?" replied the doctor.
"Most definite, Doctor Bellefonte. Come, let us get Captain Sparrow and Mr. Turner to the manor then." Ordered the Commodore.
Jack picked up Will and left with the doctor for Elizabeth's house. Elizabeth herself stayed behind to pack Will's things. Norrington went off and was soon back with Gillette.
"Gillette, I want you to stay here until Master Brown gets back and when he does arrest him on sight. Are we clear?"
"Yes sir."
"Elizabeth dear, I shall expect you home within the hour."
"Yes, I think it shouldn't take that long to gather Will's things."
"Excellent. I shall have tea ready by then. Oh, and Elizabeth?"
"What is it James?"
"You trust me when I say I didn't know about these mistreatments between Mr. Tuner and Mr. Brown?"
"Of course I do, James."
"Good then."
"Commodore."
Norrington left the forge and headed fore his brides manor.