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Six

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"Oh my god, Will, we came as soon as we heard!" Lizzie cried.

"Who told you?" Will asked stunned. "We had just gotten here?"

"Where is he?" Norrington asked.

"I don't know, they just took him, he lost a lot of blood, his entire wrist was cut," Will collapsed and Norrington caught him. "I'm sorry, I can't help it,"

"What happened?" Lizzie asked.

"He was rapped," a doctor said coming up to them. "By the looks of it, he's been raped multiple times. My guess would be he tried to kill himself so he wouldn't have to endure this anymore. It happens quite a lot," The doctor shook his head. "We've sewn his wrist back together, so he should be okay. He's lost more blood then we thought, he's asleep right now, we can either keep him here or you can take him home. This is serious, but not too serious."

"Oh thank god," Will smiled.

"You can go in and see him now," The doctor led them to the room where Jack lay slumbering.

Norrington stood outside the door talking with the doctor as Lizzie and Will walked in.

"Jack?" Lizzie called out. "Jack? It's me, Lizzie,"

Will brushed his hand along Jack's cheek.

Lizzie smiled at him. "You love him?"

Will shrugged. "I guess I rightly don't know, I mean," He sighed. "I don't know Lizzie, I know him from another life, and I don't know if he remembers me."

Lizzie patted his shoulder. "I'm sure things will come back to him Will, you just have to give him time."

"Thank you Lizzie," he smiled.

"But, do you love him, in the here and now?"

Will shrugged. "I don't know him,"

"Then what was with the bathroom incident?"

Will looked up at Lizzie.

"Loki is my brother," she smiled. "So I hear about everything just about."

Will chuckled. "Jack got me going, I thought we had something there, I know I am a little self centered, but I couldn't help it."

Lizzie smiled. "Jack is a little bit of a whore,"

"I am not," Jack groaned, his eyes fluttering open.

"You're alive!" Will cried and wrapped his arms around Jack.

"You're hugging me in a room with pink bunnies," Jack moaned. "Is this what heaven is?"

Will backed up and smacked Jack.

"I don't think I deserved that,"

Will thought for a moment before turning around and leaving.

Jack lifted his hand to his head. "What did I do?"

Lizzie glared at him. "What exactly was going on that made you slit your wrist?"

"He startled me!" Jack said holding up his bandaged arm. "Oh, what…"

"He brought you to the hospital; if he hadn't then you'd probably be dead." Lizzie hissed. "What's going on Jack?" She pulled up a chair. "We always talk, what's going on?"

"Ye wouldn't understand,"

"What wouldn't I understand?" she nearly yelled.

"It's nothing; I don't want ye dragged into this,"

"What this?" Lizzie demanded. "Jack Sparrow you better start telling us what's the bloody fuck is going on so help me god!"

Jack sat up and glared down at the bed spread. "Lizzie, remember, a few years back, when I rapped that girl?"

"Yes," Lizzie cocked an eyebrow studying him. "So, that's past, that's over."

"I did it for no reason, and that girl, Charlene, do you remember her parents?"

"I know her mom uped and left after Charlene killed herself, but, I didn't know her father."

"Her father is Bruno, Mr. Bruno,"

"I didn't know that!" Lizzie exclaimed.

"He offered me a deal, I work for him, and I can live in the shack and get paid."

"I remember that," Lizzie nodded. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Jack looked up at her. "I work for him,"

"I know, taking care of the animals-"

"No," Jack sighed. "I work for him,"

Lizzie thought for a moment before it dawned on her. "How long has this been going on?"

"Ever since that night I moved into the shack."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"Because it would ensue the police, and since I was the one who rapped her, I might have been thrown into jail or whatever, and I already have so much shit on my record anyways."

Lizzie sighed. "Still," She leaned over and sighed.

Jack pulled the IV's out of his arm and grabbed his clothes on the chair. He walked into the bathroom and came out moment later fully dressed.

"Where are you going?"

"Going home, I need some sleep."

"Don't forget, its inservice week, no school at all."

"I remember," he nodded and left the room, slipping around the doctor and Norrington. He strolled outside and breathed deep the warm night. He lit a cigarette and blew out a jet of smoke.

"This'll kill you," Will said pulling the cigarette out of Jack's mouth and taking a drag.

"Look, Will, I'm sorry if I scared ye back there,"

"What's up with the accent?"

Jack smiled. "What accent?"

Will shrugged, taking another drag. "You scared me shitless,"

"How long were you there?"

"How much did I see?" Will asked trying to pull the real question out.

"Aye,"

Will sighed. "I saw enough," he said. "To know that you're a whore," he snapped the lit end between his fingers and walked off.

Jack trotted to keep up. "I'm not a whore," Jack corrected.

"Then what are you?" Will asked. "I saw those two fuck you,"

"It's more complex then I care to get into right now-"

"Fine," Will shrugged, getting into his car. He started it up and took off.

Jack stood there. "Ah great Jack, there you go pissing the bloke off."

"Just give him some time," Lizzie said behind him. "Need a ride?"

Jack nodded.

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Will stretched out on his bed in his apartment. He starred at the ceiling for a long while before closing his eyes and falling into a fitful slumber.

Jack picked the lock to the apartment that Lizzie said belonged to a certain Will Turner. Once in he silently closed the door and crept around. The boxes were labeled but only a scant few were actually open. He crept through the kitchen and dining area before walking to the bedroom and spotting Will on the bed fast asleep.

"Danger,"

Will looked over at the woman who was staring right at him.

Jack pulled Will over to him glared at the woman and pulled him into a nearby store they never noticed before.

Will shifted in his sleep; Jack froze, and then cautiously approached closer.

"Sparrow!" one man yelled. "Sparrow!"

"We know you're here!" another yelled. "We know you're a free man!"

Jack stood in front of Elizabeth and Will and peered down at them. "Ay?"

The pirates ran up to them, unsheathing their swords.

Will whined and shifted again as Jack sat on the bed and looked down at Will. "Will? I'm sorry; I never wanted any one to know that I've messed up," he sighed. "I remember you Turner, I want to be with you-"

"For the pain you caused us!" one hollered, thrusting his sword out, Jack side stepped just as Will took a step up, the sword piercing right through him.

"NO!" Jack shouted, turning around and catching Will's dying body.

A pirate stood above Jack, sword raised.

"J-Jack," Will started.

"Shoo my luv, I'm here,"

"J-Jack… sword-"

the sword came down quickly, connecting sharply with Jack's neck.

Will snapped awake bolting upright into Jack's arms. "Jack!"

Jack wrapped his arms around Will. "I'm here, luv,"

"Jack," Will buried his face into the crook of Jack's neck and sobbed lightly. "I'm sorry,"

"Shh,"

"I'm sorry, I should have been more careful,"

"It's not your fault, luv, it's not your fault,"

"I shouldn't have stepped up; it's my fault you died,"

Jack shook his head. "No luv, it's not, I assure you," Jack shifted.

"No," Will wrapped his arms around Jack's body. "Please, don't leave me again,"

Jack peered down at Will.

"I lost you once, and tonight, I almost lost you again," Will chocked. "Please, don't leave me, I don't care if you don't love me or what, but please, just, please don't leave."

"I won't," Jack promised. "Let me lie down,"

Will scooted over, letting more room for Jack to join him on the bed. Jack rested down and Will rested his head on Jack's chest. Jack stroked Will's back and hummed lightly a song he couldn't remember the words too.

Will planted a few kissed on the pirates chest before slipping into a peaceful sleep. Jack sighed, looking up at the window above his bed; the dark sky was turning grey with an approaching dawn. He wrapped his arms around Will and closed his eyes, falling into dreams that were once visions.

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Okay, I am getting around to a point now. Tell me how I am doing please.