Will, Jack and Elizabeth were sitting in their cells. Monday came down the
stairs with two plates of food, closely followed by Barbossa.
"Give one plate to the Girl and one to Mr Sparrow," he said. "None to the Whelp."
"You can't do that!" cried Elizabeth.
Monday did as she was told and handed a plate to Elizabeth and a plate to Jack. Barbossa warned Elizabeth not to give any of her food away if she wanted Will unharmed. She ate it reluctantly and fast.
"Satisfied?" Elizabeth spat, slamming her plate down. She looked over at Will, who was holding himself, slumped against the wall. His skin was grey and he looked weak.
"Please," she said, looking at Barbossa. "He needs help!"
Barbossa said nothing. He turned around and climbed back up the stairs. Monday took a hairpin from her pocket and gave it to Jack.
"Here," she said quietly. "You can pick the lock of your cell with this. Wait half an hour and get out."
Monday collected the empty plates and began walking towards to stairs. Elizabeth stopped her.
"Thankyou" she said. She was so grateful to be freed at last. Monday nodded towards her and continued up the stairs. Elizabeth reached through to Will's cell and shook him gently.
"We're getting out of here Will! We'll be free at last!" she said.
Will didn't respond. He stared at the wall. For the last few days he hadn't responded to anything. Sound, light, nothing. Elizabeth held his hand. We'll get through this Will, I know it." she said, choking up and the sight of Will in this state.
Elizabeth retracted her hand and sat still. Half an hour later Jack picked the lock of his cell and the door swung open. He unlocked Elizabeth's cell door and then Will's. They both held Will up and slowly climbed up the stairs. Jack partially opened the hatch to deck, and saw a pair of boots in front of him. The hatch was suddenly lifted up and slammed down, opening it completely. Barbossa stood in front of them. He pulled the up onto deck and threw them down. Bo'sun picked Jack up and dragged him over the mast where he shoved him against it and held him there. Barbossa threw Will down the stairs back into the cells, as Elizabeth watched, horrified. She ran down the stairs and cradled an unconscious, grey, feverish, weak and bruised Will in her arms.
"You bastard!" she shouted. "How could you do that? He's sick!"
Barbossa slammed the hatch down and locked it. He turned to Jack.
"Jack, Jack, Jack. What were you thinking? You should have learnt by now. Your actions have sprung a hard decision on you now - Who should be punished? Will or Elizabeth?"
"Neither. I should be. It was my doing. My idea. My responsibilty."
"I don't think you heard me Jack. Will or Elizabeth. If you don't choose both of them will be punished, severely, and they'll know it's all because of you."
"I said me."
"Okay, both of them? Do you really think they'll live through it? I believe I'll start with Elizabeth." "No! W-Will. He can take it. You won't ever break him. He's stronger than you think."
"Really? Or are you just trying to convince yourself? I wonder how strong he'll be when he's up to his neck in a water filled brig? Or mabye he should follow in the footsteps of his father and be thrown overboard."
"No. Don't."
"Yes. I will. Take Mr. Sparrow back to his cell."
The pirates came over and gathered up Jack. He slowly went back down below deck.
"What's happened to you, Jack? You didn't used to be so glum and co- operative. It'll all be over soon anyway."
Barbossa smiled horribly, his teeth dripping with cruelty.
"Give one plate to the Girl and one to Mr Sparrow," he said. "None to the Whelp."
"You can't do that!" cried Elizabeth.
Monday did as she was told and handed a plate to Elizabeth and a plate to Jack. Barbossa warned Elizabeth not to give any of her food away if she wanted Will unharmed. She ate it reluctantly and fast.
"Satisfied?" Elizabeth spat, slamming her plate down. She looked over at Will, who was holding himself, slumped against the wall. His skin was grey and he looked weak.
"Please," she said, looking at Barbossa. "He needs help!"
Barbossa said nothing. He turned around and climbed back up the stairs. Monday took a hairpin from her pocket and gave it to Jack.
"Here," she said quietly. "You can pick the lock of your cell with this. Wait half an hour and get out."
Monday collected the empty plates and began walking towards to stairs. Elizabeth stopped her.
"Thankyou" she said. She was so grateful to be freed at last. Monday nodded towards her and continued up the stairs. Elizabeth reached through to Will's cell and shook him gently.
"We're getting out of here Will! We'll be free at last!" she said.
Will didn't respond. He stared at the wall. For the last few days he hadn't responded to anything. Sound, light, nothing. Elizabeth held his hand. We'll get through this Will, I know it." she said, choking up and the sight of Will in this state.
Elizabeth retracted her hand and sat still. Half an hour later Jack picked the lock of his cell and the door swung open. He unlocked Elizabeth's cell door and then Will's. They both held Will up and slowly climbed up the stairs. Jack partially opened the hatch to deck, and saw a pair of boots in front of him. The hatch was suddenly lifted up and slammed down, opening it completely. Barbossa stood in front of them. He pulled the up onto deck and threw them down. Bo'sun picked Jack up and dragged him over the mast where he shoved him against it and held him there. Barbossa threw Will down the stairs back into the cells, as Elizabeth watched, horrified. She ran down the stairs and cradled an unconscious, grey, feverish, weak and bruised Will in her arms.
"You bastard!" she shouted. "How could you do that? He's sick!"
Barbossa slammed the hatch down and locked it. He turned to Jack.
"Jack, Jack, Jack. What were you thinking? You should have learnt by now. Your actions have sprung a hard decision on you now - Who should be punished? Will or Elizabeth?"
"Neither. I should be. It was my doing. My idea. My responsibilty."
"I don't think you heard me Jack. Will or Elizabeth. If you don't choose both of them will be punished, severely, and they'll know it's all because of you."
"I said me."
"Okay, both of them? Do you really think they'll live through it? I believe I'll start with Elizabeth." "No! W-Will. He can take it. You won't ever break him. He's stronger than you think."
"Really? Or are you just trying to convince yourself? I wonder how strong he'll be when he's up to his neck in a water filled brig? Or mabye he should follow in the footsteps of his father and be thrown overboard."
"No. Don't."
"Yes. I will. Take Mr. Sparrow back to his cell."
The pirates came over and gathered up Jack. He slowly went back down below deck.
"What's happened to you, Jack? You didn't used to be so glum and co- operative. It'll all be over soon anyway."
Barbossa smiled horribly, his teeth dripping with cruelty.
