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'Well today's the day' Jack thought. He was not looking forward to living in the same house as 'the scourge of piracy in the Caribbean'. Commodore Norrington didn't like Jack and they both knew that. Just like they both knew he was only doing this for Elizabeth's sake. Jack was still in the jail because Norrington had needed time to make a room in his house ready for Jack to live in. Just then his gloomy thoughts were interrupted by the guard bolting out of his chair to salute the Commodore, who had just entered the room. "Come, Sparrow" he said sternly after the door was opened, then he turned to walk away. 'He just expects me to follow him?' Jack thought. Knowing that he had very little choice but to follow, Jack began to follow the Commodore to his house.
When they arrived at the house the Commodore showed Jack his room and set down the rules. "This is your room. You are free to move about Port Royal as you please, but if I think you are not behaving properly or that you are not doing your job, you will go back to rotting in jail. Do I make myself clear?" As Norrington said this Jack thought of all the smart remarks he could use to respond. Then he remembered that the Commodore was being very civil for someone who hated pirates and he wisely choose to be respectful. "Yes, Sir." He said nodding. "Yes, well, good." Said Norrington, a little put off by how polite the pirate seemed. "Breakfast is at seven tomorrow morning. I trust that you will be joining me." It was more a statement than a request. "Then you will be taken to start your job of protecting Miss Swann. Have a good evening." He said as politely as he could, then went to his own bedchamber.
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The next morning they both arrived for breakfast at seven. As the maid served the food, the two men sat in uncomfortable silence, when the maid left them to their food that silence became unbearable. "So..." Jack began, trying to think of something he could talk to this stoic man about. "I'm to protect Elizabeth from nasty pirates, yes?" "It's Miss Swann. And yes, I suppose that is your job. Though I don't see how you could protect her from yourself." the Commodore calmly replied, though still not happy about having a pirate in his house. "If you do anything to hurt her you will be hanged immediately." He said sharply, then in a more gentle tone "She's a good girl, I don't want you to change that."
Even though Jack felt that he had just been insulted, he could see where the Commodore was coming from. "She is a good girl and kind too. Never before has anyone been so kind to me. I will always be grateful to her" There was another long pause in conversation as the men thought. Then Jack again broke the silence "I want to thank you too, for allowing me to stay in your house I mean...I appreciate it." It was then that, for the first time, James Norrington realized that he could have respect for a pirate. And so began the friendship that would slowly grow over the next two years, between pirate and Cmmodore.
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*Two years later*
Commodore Norrington was in the dinning room early this morning, going over some reports. At exactly seven o'clock a different version of Jack Sparrow happily entered the room, eager for some food. Over the years Jack had started to take on a less and less 'piratey' appearance, but most of his personality was still the same. "Good morning, James" he said with a big smile on his face. When the Commodore didn't respond Jack knew something was up, usually he would get a crack about how 'It's not natural to be so cheery so early'. "Commodore? What's wrong?"
Finally, Norrington acknowledged the former pirate. "It's these blasted pirates! Ever since that attack by the Black Pearl they've gotten stronger, bolder and more numerous. And worse yet, Mr. Brown can't keep up with the orders for weapons, never mention that none of his are as good as Mr. Turner's were." Jack winced. He knew that the pirate threat was getting worse every day, and hearing that his ship was the cause of that threat made him feel a little uncomfortable.
But this discussion brought other things to mind. "Speaking of Will Turner and the Black Pearl, have you heard anything?" The Commodore looked up sadly and replied "You know as well as I do that neither the ship nor the boy have been seen for two years, not since it dropped you and Miss Swann on that island." Jack simply nodded his head in acknowledgement. In truth he hadn't been expecting anything more, but he'd promised Elizabeth that he would ask on occasion. 'That girl really loved him, I can't even imagine the pain she's been feeling' Jack was the only one who saw even a glimpse of that pain, even then rarely. Elizabeth hid it from everyone else, and she hid it well, though she never married. Only her father, Jack, and the Commodore choose to remember why it was that she refused to marry. She loved William Turner.
"Well, I'm going to work" Jack said trying to sound cheerful, yet somehow failing. The Commodore barely acknowledged him with a nod, still poring over his reports. Knowing there was little more to say, Jack went on to work, having lost his appetite.
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Jack been assigned to protect Elizabeth for the last two years. Not one to strictly follow the rules Jack had become more of a friend than a bodyguard to her. She shared her thoughts with him and in the times when she couldn't bear the thought that William was gone for good, he would comfort her. On these occasions she would open up and tell him about growing up with Will and how they had found the boy. 'Once again I'm going to have to tell her that there is no news' he thought sadly. Little did he know that he would never gat the chance to tell her the news.
As soon as Jack entered the Governor's house Elizabeth was there telling him about a dream she had, had about Will. "...and then he sailed away, victorious." She said excitedly. "Jack, I think he's alive!" Because Elizabeth rarely had dreams, even about Will, the former pirate was inclined to believe her, but he feared what would happen if he let himself hope. "I hope your right, luv. I truly do."
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If you enjoy my story please review. I need reviews for motivation. Also, I'm thinking about changing the title. So if you have any suggestions send them to me.
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'Well today's the day' Jack thought. He was not looking forward to living in the same house as 'the scourge of piracy in the Caribbean'. Commodore Norrington didn't like Jack and they both knew that. Just like they both knew he was only doing this for Elizabeth's sake. Jack was still in the jail because Norrington had needed time to make a room in his house ready for Jack to live in. Just then his gloomy thoughts were interrupted by the guard bolting out of his chair to salute the Commodore, who had just entered the room. "Come, Sparrow" he said sternly after the door was opened, then he turned to walk away. 'He just expects me to follow him?' Jack thought. Knowing that he had very little choice but to follow, Jack began to follow the Commodore to his house.
When they arrived at the house the Commodore showed Jack his room and set down the rules. "This is your room. You are free to move about Port Royal as you please, but if I think you are not behaving properly or that you are not doing your job, you will go back to rotting in jail. Do I make myself clear?" As Norrington said this Jack thought of all the smart remarks he could use to respond. Then he remembered that the Commodore was being very civil for someone who hated pirates and he wisely choose to be respectful. "Yes, Sir." He said nodding. "Yes, well, good." Said Norrington, a little put off by how polite the pirate seemed. "Breakfast is at seven tomorrow morning. I trust that you will be joining me." It was more a statement than a request. "Then you will be taken to start your job of protecting Miss Swann. Have a good evening." He said as politely as he could, then went to his own bedchamber.
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The next morning they both arrived for breakfast at seven. As the maid served the food, the two men sat in uncomfortable silence, when the maid left them to their food that silence became unbearable. "So..." Jack began, trying to think of something he could talk to this stoic man about. "I'm to protect Elizabeth from nasty pirates, yes?" "It's Miss Swann. And yes, I suppose that is your job. Though I don't see how you could protect her from yourself." the Commodore calmly replied, though still not happy about having a pirate in his house. "If you do anything to hurt her you will be hanged immediately." He said sharply, then in a more gentle tone "She's a good girl, I don't want you to change that."
Even though Jack felt that he had just been insulted, he could see where the Commodore was coming from. "She is a good girl and kind too. Never before has anyone been so kind to me. I will always be grateful to her" There was another long pause in conversation as the men thought. Then Jack again broke the silence "I want to thank you too, for allowing me to stay in your house I mean...I appreciate it." It was then that, for the first time, James Norrington realized that he could have respect for a pirate. And so began the friendship that would slowly grow over the next two years, between pirate and Cmmodore.
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*Two years later*
Commodore Norrington was in the dinning room early this morning, going over some reports. At exactly seven o'clock a different version of Jack Sparrow happily entered the room, eager for some food. Over the years Jack had started to take on a less and less 'piratey' appearance, but most of his personality was still the same. "Good morning, James" he said with a big smile on his face. When the Commodore didn't respond Jack knew something was up, usually he would get a crack about how 'It's not natural to be so cheery so early'. "Commodore? What's wrong?"
Finally, Norrington acknowledged the former pirate. "It's these blasted pirates! Ever since that attack by the Black Pearl they've gotten stronger, bolder and more numerous. And worse yet, Mr. Brown can't keep up with the orders for weapons, never mention that none of his are as good as Mr. Turner's were." Jack winced. He knew that the pirate threat was getting worse every day, and hearing that his ship was the cause of that threat made him feel a little uncomfortable.
But this discussion brought other things to mind. "Speaking of Will Turner and the Black Pearl, have you heard anything?" The Commodore looked up sadly and replied "You know as well as I do that neither the ship nor the boy have been seen for two years, not since it dropped you and Miss Swann on that island." Jack simply nodded his head in acknowledgement. In truth he hadn't been expecting anything more, but he'd promised Elizabeth that he would ask on occasion. 'That girl really loved him, I can't even imagine the pain she's been feeling' Jack was the only one who saw even a glimpse of that pain, even then rarely. Elizabeth hid it from everyone else, and she hid it well, though she never married. Only her father, Jack, and the Commodore choose to remember why it was that she refused to marry. She loved William Turner.
"Well, I'm going to work" Jack said trying to sound cheerful, yet somehow failing. The Commodore barely acknowledged him with a nod, still poring over his reports. Knowing there was little more to say, Jack went on to work, having lost his appetite.
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Jack been assigned to protect Elizabeth for the last two years. Not one to strictly follow the rules Jack had become more of a friend than a bodyguard to her. She shared her thoughts with him and in the times when she couldn't bear the thought that William was gone for good, he would comfort her. On these occasions she would open up and tell him about growing up with Will and how they had found the boy. 'Once again I'm going to have to tell her that there is no news' he thought sadly. Little did he know that he would never gat the chance to tell her the news.
As soon as Jack entered the Governor's house Elizabeth was there telling him about a dream she had, had about Will. "...and then he sailed away, victorious." She said excitedly. "Jack, I think he's alive!" Because Elizabeth rarely had dreams, even about Will, the former pirate was inclined to believe her, but he feared what would happen if he let himself hope. "I hope your right, luv. I truly do."
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If you enjoy my story please review. I need reviews for motivation. Also, I'm thinking about changing the title. So if you have any suggestions send them to me.