Disclaimer: No I don't own it, yes it is present day, and no I don't care if they are out of character *THIS IS A FAN FICTION* oh, song by Jessica Riddle
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Three
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You
found hope, you found faith.
Found how fast she could take it away.
Found true love, but lost your heart.
Now you don't know who you are.
She made it easy, made
it free.
Made you hurt till you couldn't see.
Sometimes it stops, sometimes it flows.
But baby, that is how love goes.
YOU WILL FLY AND YOU
WILL CRAWL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
NO SUCH THING AS YOU'VE LOST IT ALL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
It's a secret, that no one tells.
One day it's heaven one day it's hell.
And it's no fairy tale, take it from me.
That's the way it's supposed to be.
YOU WILL FLY AND YOU
WILL CRAWL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
NO SUCH THING AS YOU'VE LOST IT ALL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
You laugh, you cry, no
on knows why,
But oh, the thrill of it all.
You're on the ride,
You might as well, open your eyes.
YOU WILL FLY AND YOU
WILL CRAWL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
NO SUCH THING AS YOU'VE LOST IT ALL.
GOD KNOWS EVEN ANGELS FALL.
EVEN ANGELS FALL.
EVEN ANGELS FALL.
It took Will a moment to realize that one, there was music coming from somewhere and two, Jack was kissing back, not meekly, but fully, passionately and lovingly.
"Mmmm…" Will smiled. "Jack, I've missed you so much."
Jack pulled away. "Miss me? What are ye talking about?"
Will blinked. "Holy shit," he jumped up and left the shack, leaving Jack lying there with the taste of Will on his lips and a state of confusion in his mind.
****
"Gr," Jack growled as he scrubbed away at the dirty dishes. "What on earth could he have meant… 'I've missed you', that bloke doesn't even know me."
The door opened and a slim girl with long blond hair staggered in with her boyfriend close behind.
"Lizzie!" Jack turned away from the foamy water and hugged her, wiping his hands on the her back.
"Jack!" she laughed.
"Norrington," Jack sized him up as he always did.
"Jack, why do you always refer to him by his last name?" Lizzie asked looking at her boyfriend who was trying to interest himself in the wooden floor.
"Pft," Jack sneered. "Until he proves to me that he's the right man for you Lizzie, he'll never get my approval." Jack turned away from Norrington and began to pack away the groceries they carried in.
Lizzie shrugged at her lover as he shook his head.
"We saw a boy leaving here as we came in, he was dressed punkish, would have been goth had he the make up, is that your boyfriend?"
Jack looked at her. "No, new kid working here," Jack said leaving out the other objects of note.
"He looked quite sad, as if he were going to cry," She said sympathetically.
Jack shrugged. "Sisco gave him a really hard time."
Lizzie chuckled. "That Sisco, he gives everyone a hard time!"
Jack smiled. "Not everyone," he looked at Norrington who closed his eyes.
"Look it's not my fault that Sisco likes me or anything," Norrington said setting the chai in a cupboard.
Lizzie watched them both as they glared at each other and Norrington finally left, returning to his car and waiting for Lizzie.
"Jack,"
"I can't help it, it's just, whenever I am around him I hate him, just being in the same vicinity as him makes me want to either run for me life, or fight him! And I don't mean a simple fight, luv, I mean a fight! A real man's fight!"
"With swords and foot play and action,"
"Aye!" Jack smiled. "Look, I'm sorry, Lizzie, but that's just the way I get around 'im,"
"I know," Lizzie sighed. "But one day Jack, he'll prove himself, and you'll see him as I see him." She kissed his cheek and left the shack for the car.
Jack watched her leave, waving to her.
"See you at school!" She called before her and Norrington left.
Jack lit a cigarette and sighed. "School, hate the prison," he walked over to the clothes line and took down Will's now dry clothes. "Huh, damn, and I was going to wear those tomorrow," he grumbled and folded Will's clothing and walked back inside. He looked around and picked up the little notebook that was Will's and climbed up the ladder into his room.
Jack's room was the entire second floor which was only ¾ the size of the main floor. His bed was a mess, a couple of pillows and a swaddle of black blankets. Next to the comfy full size bed was a little nightstand with a small lamp and books stacked high. The wall had built in shelves that held more books, journals, clothes, makeup, a water basin and a stereo system where the speakers were disconnected and placed in the corners of the ceiling. He sat down on his bed and opened it to the first page.
July 3rd
It happened again, I was swimming and I blacked out, I dreamt I was back in the old days, I was a blacksmith, and I was madly in love with a pirate, Captain Jack Sparrow, this time we were in his ship, the Black Pearl, in his room, making love, we kissed passionately as he rocked into me. When I came too, I was lying on the beach with a full hard on, luckily no one was around. When I got home, I drew him, I drew the man that haunts my dreams, those sexy brown eyes, lovely dreadlock hair and mini twin braided beard.
Jack shook his head. "Well, that's interesting," he flipped a few pages forward.
July 28th
We're moving out to that horrid place the only thing I can think of that will be good about moving out there is hope of finding a better book store so I can look more up on this past life stuff. I think this might be the answer to everything, past lives and all, maybe in a past life I was done wrongly by someone, and now I have a chance to go and fix everything this time around. Wild shot, I don't know. Anyways, I met this girl on the internet, she's into past life experiences too, she said she always feels depressed when she's around her friend, she doesn't know why, and she's afraid to leave him or afraid for him to leave her, even if its just to go to the other room. She has this huge fear of loosing him even though she is dating another and doesn't care if he leaves without saying a word. I thought that was weird, but when I started to think about it, I guess it isn't, I mean, if they were great friends or even lovers in another life and he was killed untimely, then maybe that sorrow followed her into this life and that is what she is feeling. I don't know all of this is pretty loose, but still rather interesting.
Jack blinked. "What the fuck? Past lives?" He tossed the notebook to the floor and rolled over. The music faded from Sister Hazel to Stabbing Westward, Jack closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.
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Jack sat under the oak tree smoking a cigarette, watching people arrive at the school. Lizzie and Norrington arrived and Lizzie ran over to him hugging him.
"Jack!" She squeaked.
"Liz," he smiled, kissing her cheek. "How are ye?"
"I'm fine," She said sitting next to him. Norrington sat beside her and held her; she leaned back into him and smiled up at him.
Jack looked away at a silver BMW pull into the parking lot and Will stepped out looking around. He spotted Jack and looked away seemingly embarrassed.
"Hey Liz?"
"Yeah Jack?"
"What do you know about past life experiences?"
Liz smiled. "I know a lot about it, there's this place on the internet where you can go and write out your weird dreams of you being someone else, and then people read it and they – déjà vu – and they tell you what they think. I mean, it's loose, but it's a great place, why?"
Jack nodded. "Oh, just curious."
"About what, weird dreams lately?"
"Something like that," Jack pulled out the little notebook and looked over at Will who slung a bag over his shoulders and walked off away from Jack and Liz.
"Are you working today Jack?"
"I am just working on the horses today, Will, the new kid, should be by, once he gets into the flow of things I can take more breaks. I finally bought that shack off Mr. Bruno, I've worked for him since I was thirteen, I am so happy to finally own it."
"Wow, five years," Norrington nodded. "That's real dedication."
"Have to agree with you there," Jack said. "It was dedication that got me there."
Norrington went to say something more, but bit his tongue and held back to the pleasure of Liz.
Jack got up, bid a farewell and trotted over to Will who walked inside into the bathroom. Enticed, Jack followed Will into the bathroom and say on the counter in wait for Will who was in the stall.
"Nice bathrooms," Will said opening the stall and looking at Jack.
"It's a new building," Jack said pulling the notebook and wallet out of his pocket. "Forget something, luv?"
Will blinked. "Oh shit," Will snatched up the items and pocketed them. "Jack, about what happened yesterday-"
Jack cut him off by catching his lips in Will's in a hard passionate kiss. Jack let his hands wander along Will's body, starting from the stomach to the chest, trailing along the shoulders, down the arms and along the hips, brushing his hands lightly against a growing bulge. Jack smiled, his kiss became more hungry as his fingers slipped around the belt and secretly undid the buttons and slipped down the front end of Will's pants and stroked the yearning member.
Will gasped at Jack's touch and pulled away into the bathroom stall just as the door swung open and student walked in.
"Jack!" the kid cheered opening his arms.
"Loki!" Jack opened his arms and hugged his friend. "What are you doing back here? I thought they expelled you!"
"God knows they tried," Loki grinned. "But you remember my dad, the govern, he called them up and straightened it out."
"Smooth, think your dad could straighten things out with Mr. Bruno and me?"
"No, I don't think so," Loki shrugged pushing his short blue hair out of his quicksilver eyes. "Hey Jack, are you still going out with the Dani guy?"
Will covered his mouth.
"No, Dani move out to Europe," Jack said remorsefully. "God, I'm going to miss him."
"I know you two were close," Loki sighed. "But, I've always wanted to go out with you,"
Will closed his eyes and shook his head. Jack smirked and thought about what Will must be doing right about now in the lonely stall.
Loki pressed himself up against Jack and nuzzled into his neck. "Jack?"
"Hmm?" Jack looked down, wanting to put his arms around Loki, but still unsure.
Will was completely turned off; he straightened up his pants and belt, and flushed the toilet.
Loki stepped away from Jack and watched as Will came out and crossed his arms glaring at Jack.
"Uh," Loki looked at Will. "Don't you wash your hands?"
Jack erupted into laughter before Will spun around and smacked him and stormed off.
"OW!" Jack cradled his cheek. "You fucking bastard!" he called out after Will's stalking figure.
Loki starred at Jack then cocked his head. "Uh, what was that about?"
Jack rubbed his cheek and shook his head. "I turned him on, gave him a huge hard on, and then you came in, he's the ass who walked away…"
Loki smiled. "Ah, I see, uh, are you interested in him?"
Jack rubbed his cheek. "Well, not really, not now anyways," He turned to Loki, interested in ditching classes today?"
Loki beamed. "Only if its with you,"
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Yeah ^^' damn little horny shoulder gnome made me do it, sorry, keep the reviews in and I'll keep the chapters in.
