AN// I'm sorry for the lack of updates you guys! I've been busy as of late.
School's is definitely bearing down on me but guess what! one or two
chapters after this? It's over! *tear* Actually... this was suppose to be
the last chapter but the strings I was tying up got all knotted and
revealed more strings to be tied up... if that made sense so be happy! Mini
plot bunnies are elongating the story a bit.
Some people call it dragging, I call it elongating.. *grin*
Chapter 25:
Darkness had set in and the evening's cool breeze was blowing through the window. Will was in bed with Patricia, holding her to him between the sheets. They were still awake and he had just unveiled his wishes and plans to move to Southampton and he was noticed the clear silence that Patricia refused to break. He thanked his lucky stars that she was, at least, reacting better than was expected. She didn't recoil from his arms when he whispered of his plans. She just tensed for a second and remained silent.
"Please say something, love," Will beckoned, nudging her softly with his nose. Her hand reached up and put her fingertips on said nose, tracing it in the dark.
"Your nose is crooked," she grinned. He kissed her wrist, lightly, and pulled the hand away from his face.
"I wonder why," he asked sarcastically. "Could it be because a beautiful little fairy happened to be rampaging around our house when I was ten and slammed a door, quite literally, into my face..."
"Not my fault," Patricia giggled. "You were the one just standing in front of the door like a house plant." Her fingers traced his face again and she leaned over to kiss him. "And anyways, I happen to like the fact that I've left some sort of mark on you."
"I think you've left a few marks on me recently as well. By the time this trip is over, my back will probably be ripped to shreds," Will grimaced under her kiss and shifted his back uncomfortably. Patricia grinned mischievously.
"I'm sorry, love," she whispered. "Here... I'll kiss it better." Patricia's lips started to trace up his shoulder but Will, reluctantly stopped her.
"You're completely and blatantly trying to change the subject, Tricia..." Will groaned, fighting back the swells of passion Patricia had a talent of rousing in him. He caught her wrists and held it away from him as she was kneeling beside him. Her eyes were large, surprised that he was turning her down but, to be sure, she wasn't insulted.
"What do you want me to say?" Patricia asked timidly, slipping her hands into his. "You're asking me to move everything... Shift every aspect of my life away from where we grew up... What for? For a little privacy? For no questioning eyes following us everywhere? But Elizabeth can fix any of that with the power she holds as the governor's daughter and the commodore's wife."
"No... not just that..." Will rolled his eyes in frustration. "For a new life! Can't you see that staying will just bring us ruin. Everyone WILL be staring. We'll always be known as the two criminals who freed Jack Sparrow, kidnapped Elizabeth Swann-Norrington..."
"Then this is about reputation..." Patricia prodded. Will slumped in defeat. The way Patricia was putting it, she made it seem like he was just being shallow and superficial but the battle wasn't over yet. "Will, do you love me?"
"With all my heart," Will answered without hesitation but was a bit confused to why she'd ask him that now.
"And you know that I love you as well?" He nodded.
"I thought those statements weren't even in question..."
"So it's pretty much decided though it's never been spoken that I'll marry you and spend the rest of my days with you and you'll do the same with me..." A lopsided grin appeared at his face, remembering his own thoughts that morning after they had first made love.
"Of course," he murmured. "What are you getting at, love?"
"You've been asking me to move for all the wrong reasons," Patricia explained. "Ask me to go with you just because you want me to be with you, I'd say yes in a heartbeat. Ask me to go with you because of us and how you want us to keep existing..." Her hands brought his to her stomach. "Ask me to go with you because when we say 'us', it might not mean just the two of us anymore..." Will's eyes widened in shock.
"Are you... Are you saying... Are you?!" Will stammered, the palms of his hand heating at the contact of her stomach but she just laughed at his expression.
"No! No... At least, I don't think I am..." Will sighed but he didn't know whether or not to be relieved that he was having a child without notice or disappointed that he wasn't... Ahh... too confusing. "Just one day..." Patricia smiled. "Ask me to go with you because one day we might have a child that you don't want to live under the scrutiny of gossips and rumors of its parents and I'd go with you, no questions asked."
"Then I ask you to go to Southampton to be with me, to stay with me, and for the sake of what you and I might have..." Will repeated, obediently, though he was genuine with the sentiment behind his words. Her hand cupped his face and she raised her head to kiss him again, tilting their heads so that he could reach deeper into her.
"Yes," she whispered into his mouth. Will grinned, his one arms wrapping around her waist and the other hand took hold of one leg, pulling it towards him so that was straddling him as they were sitting at the head of the bed. The sly look in her eyes returned as hands caressed the skin of his chest, resting at his belly, her fingers teasing his belly button. "You think your back can handle another round of my marks, Turner? Or will I be hearing complaints from you all day tomorrow that might as well stop while I'm ahead."
"My back? I don't know anything of my back..." Will just rolled over so that he was lying down on top of Patricia. "YOUR back on the other hand, I'm curious, can it last the whole night?" As he said this, his fingers pressed into especially sensitive regions of her body making her own back arch in pleasure...
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The rest of the way had gone without incident. Unless you counted the number of times Jack had smacked Will at the back of the head for making too much noise at night.
[[ 'Selfish bastard! While the rest of the men are sleeping alone every bloody night, you don't hold that into consideration while you bellow and howl do you?" Jack growled, his hand smacking Will across the head. Patricia turned red at the comment and hid her face in the crook of Will's arm and restrained her laughter as well.
'Selfish?! You're just jealous!' Will snapped.
'Jealous, I am not, Turner. I can get more women in my bed at one time than you'll ever have in your lifetime put together!' Jack scoffed.
'Yes.. And that explains why you don't have one at night...' Will laughed... which earned him another hit. 'You know I'm not the only one who goes at it every night! I sort of need a partner and why isn't SHE being shot at as well!?'
'Because we all know it's probably YOU initiating every session...' At that Patricia couldn't help but burst in her laughter, remembering how she was the one who had woken Will up twice the night before just because she was feeling restless. Jack rolled his eyes while the rest of the crew started to snicker in their own mirth as well. 'God... You two ARE perfect for each other... Sex drives of dogs in heat!' He swaggered away, not wanting to know anything else of their sex lives.]]
Of course, there were also moments when Elizabeth ribbed AnaMaria about where she spent the nights.
[['You know, Ana...' Elizabeth grinned as she saw the whole debacle play itself out. 'I don't think Jack's being entirely truthful...'
'What? What are you talking about?' AnaMaria asked, her focus suddenly devoting itself to making the intricate knots of the sails.
'You haven't slept in our cabin since we left the islands... I hardly think you'd be spending it up here on deck...' Elizabeth took a glimpse at AnaMaria's face and recognized the emotion-less mask she put up when she was remotely embarassed. 'Ahh... I see Jack isn't really all that lonely at night, now is he?' AnaMaria's face turned pale and Elizabeth just went over to talk to Patricia, as she threw her head back laughing.]]
And on a more serious note....
[['Will, love...' Patricia stepped back from Will's arms reluctantly when she saw Elizabeth approaching. 'Can I talk to Elizabeth for a moment... Just the two of us?' Will turned and saw Elizabeth, giving her a warm smile. He turned back to give Patricia a quick kiss before stepping to the side himself.
'See you in a bit...' He walked over to Jack who was leaning against the railing with Gibbs as Elizabeth came up to Patricia, biting her lip.
'I hope I wasn't interrupting anything,' Elizabeth said, unsure. Patricia's back was not to Will and she didn't see the countless times Will glanced back just to make sure she was still there. Elizabeth, though, saw it, much to her amusement.
'Not at all,' Patricia smiled. 'I wanted to talk to you, actually, without Will here to distract me...' Her smirk sent Elizabeth to silent laughter.
'Neither of you can stop thinking of the other, can you?' Elizabeth teased, making Patricia blush as she shook her head.
'Something about pining after something for eight years then suddenly realizing you have it makes the whole situation irresistable... But it's a bit mad how I know he's just a few meters off and I'm already... homesick, you can say,' Patricia rambled. 'Like... I want him to beside me for always.'
'You're very lucky to be marrying for love,' Elizabeth murmured wistfully. 'If only I had that luxury...' Patricia's happy face crumbled and her sympathy immediately showed through.
'I'm sorry... I didn't realize...' Patricia turned away, embarassed. 'You know, next time I'm acting like a blithering idiot DO pull a Jack Sparrow and smack me upside the head somewhere...' Elizabeth just laughed.
'It's all right...'
'You're really returning to James?' Patricia asked.
'Yes.'
'Then you are a much braver, stronger, more disciplined woman than me,' Patricia complimented.
'If only I wasn't... I'd probably be happier,' Elizabeth replied.
'So why don't you stay?'
'Because my father wouldn't want me to.' Elizabeth looked up at Patricia and saw the brief moment of understanding in her eyes.
'You had to play the father card, didn't you, Miss Swann.' Patricia shook her head, unable to believe that she was agreeing with Elizabeth's decision now.
'You're the only one who can understand why I'm going to do what I'm about to do... My father arranged this marriage. He wished for me to go through with it and I will... I am... It's the same you would do for your own father. Had he asked you to jump in front of a bullet for him, you would have...'
'He needn't have ask,' Patricia answered. 'But he wouldn't have asked me to do something that would make the rest of my life miserable.'
'Then that's where we're different...' Silence caught between the two and Patricia took Elizabeth's hand in asking of a promise.
'Do what you need to do, Elizabeth... I can't stop you from whatever decisions and actions you decide on but at least... PLEASE promise me this.'
'Promise what?'
'When you get back, you will ask your father and husband leniency and freedom for yourself, not for me and Will... You're putting yourself in a cage, Elizabeth... and you'll die of exhaustion and misery if you don't get out of it,' Patricia asserted. Elizabeth blinked for seconds, touched by how much Patricia cared now.
'I... I promise...' Elizabeth smiled. Patricia returned the facial expression and let go of her hand.
'Now if you don't mind, I need to go back to...' Patricia's statement was interrupted by an outburst from the person she was about to name.
'THAT ONE WAS UNCALLED FOR!' Will shouted. 'I DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING!'
'That's the bloody point! I'm asking you questions and you just grunt in reply because you're too busy looking back at your strumpet!' Will's arm swung at Jack's shoulder, hitting him hard.
'Don't call her that!' Will snapped. Elizabeth and Patricia began to giggle at the side watching one pirate and a blacksmith argue over the latter's tendencies. 'And you!' Will pointed at Patricia and she pointed at herself innocently.
'Me?' Patricia asked, wide-eyed, as Will stalked over to her.
'You are here, standing, innocent as an angel, warding off any smacks from Jack or ribbing from anyone else while I suffer because I can't keep my hands off you,' he muttered. He grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over the shoulders. 'I expect to be repaid for the pain you are causing me, love.' Patricia just laughed at Will as he began to take her underdeck yet again. Jack came up to Elizabeth who was rolling her eyes.
'Seriously, it's almost disgusting...' Elizabeth groaned when she heard the door slam shut behind the couple.
'But you find yourself jealous...' Jack continued. 'You know we're only a day's trip to your home, lass... You sure about staying on land?' Elizabeth paused for her answer, remembering the promise Patricia made her make.
'Yes... I'm sure...']]
AN// Review people!
Some people call it dragging, I call it elongating.. *grin*
Chapter 25:
Darkness had set in and the evening's cool breeze was blowing through the window. Will was in bed with Patricia, holding her to him between the sheets. They were still awake and he had just unveiled his wishes and plans to move to Southampton and he was noticed the clear silence that Patricia refused to break. He thanked his lucky stars that she was, at least, reacting better than was expected. She didn't recoil from his arms when he whispered of his plans. She just tensed for a second and remained silent.
"Please say something, love," Will beckoned, nudging her softly with his nose. Her hand reached up and put her fingertips on said nose, tracing it in the dark.
"Your nose is crooked," she grinned. He kissed her wrist, lightly, and pulled the hand away from his face.
"I wonder why," he asked sarcastically. "Could it be because a beautiful little fairy happened to be rampaging around our house when I was ten and slammed a door, quite literally, into my face..."
"Not my fault," Patricia giggled. "You were the one just standing in front of the door like a house plant." Her fingers traced his face again and she leaned over to kiss him. "And anyways, I happen to like the fact that I've left some sort of mark on you."
"I think you've left a few marks on me recently as well. By the time this trip is over, my back will probably be ripped to shreds," Will grimaced under her kiss and shifted his back uncomfortably. Patricia grinned mischievously.
"I'm sorry, love," she whispered. "Here... I'll kiss it better." Patricia's lips started to trace up his shoulder but Will, reluctantly stopped her.
"You're completely and blatantly trying to change the subject, Tricia..." Will groaned, fighting back the swells of passion Patricia had a talent of rousing in him. He caught her wrists and held it away from him as she was kneeling beside him. Her eyes were large, surprised that he was turning her down but, to be sure, she wasn't insulted.
"What do you want me to say?" Patricia asked timidly, slipping her hands into his. "You're asking me to move everything... Shift every aspect of my life away from where we grew up... What for? For a little privacy? For no questioning eyes following us everywhere? But Elizabeth can fix any of that with the power she holds as the governor's daughter and the commodore's wife."
"No... not just that..." Will rolled his eyes in frustration. "For a new life! Can't you see that staying will just bring us ruin. Everyone WILL be staring. We'll always be known as the two criminals who freed Jack Sparrow, kidnapped Elizabeth Swann-Norrington..."
"Then this is about reputation..." Patricia prodded. Will slumped in defeat. The way Patricia was putting it, she made it seem like he was just being shallow and superficial but the battle wasn't over yet. "Will, do you love me?"
"With all my heart," Will answered without hesitation but was a bit confused to why she'd ask him that now.
"And you know that I love you as well?" He nodded.
"I thought those statements weren't even in question..."
"So it's pretty much decided though it's never been spoken that I'll marry you and spend the rest of my days with you and you'll do the same with me..." A lopsided grin appeared at his face, remembering his own thoughts that morning after they had first made love.
"Of course," he murmured. "What are you getting at, love?"
"You've been asking me to move for all the wrong reasons," Patricia explained. "Ask me to go with you just because you want me to be with you, I'd say yes in a heartbeat. Ask me to go with you because of us and how you want us to keep existing..." Her hands brought his to her stomach. "Ask me to go with you because when we say 'us', it might not mean just the two of us anymore..." Will's eyes widened in shock.
"Are you... Are you saying... Are you?!" Will stammered, the palms of his hand heating at the contact of her stomach but she just laughed at his expression.
"No! No... At least, I don't think I am..." Will sighed but he didn't know whether or not to be relieved that he was having a child without notice or disappointed that he wasn't... Ahh... too confusing. "Just one day..." Patricia smiled. "Ask me to go with you because one day we might have a child that you don't want to live under the scrutiny of gossips and rumors of its parents and I'd go with you, no questions asked."
"Then I ask you to go to Southampton to be with me, to stay with me, and for the sake of what you and I might have..." Will repeated, obediently, though he was genuine with the sentiment behind his words. Her hand cupped his face and she raised her head to kiss him again, tilting their heads so that he could reach deeper into her.
"Yes," she whispered into his mouth. Will grinned, his one arms wrapping around her waist and the other hand took hold of one leg, pulling it towards him so that was straddling him as they were sitting at the head of the bed. The sly look in her eyes returned as hands caressed the skin of his chest, resting at his belly, her fingers teasing his belly button. "You think your back can handle another round of my marks, Turner? Or will I be hearing complaints from you all day tomorrow that might as well stop while I'm ahead."
"My back? I don't know anything of my back..." Will just rolled over so that he was lying down on top of Patricia. "YOUR back on the other hand, I'm curious, can it last the whole night?" As he said this, his fingers pressed into especially sensitive regions of her body making her own back arch in pleasure...
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The rest of the way had gone without incident. Unless you counted the number of times Jack had smacked Will at the back of the head for making too much noise at night.
[[ 'Selfish bastard! While the rest of the men are sleeping alone every bloody night, you don't hold that into consideration while you bellow and howl do you?" Jack growled, his hand smacking Will across the head. Patricia turned red at the comment and hid her face in the crook of Will's arm and restrained her laughter as well.
'Selfish?! You're just jealous!' Will snapped.
'Jealous, I am not, Turner. I can get more women in my bed at one time than you'll ever have in your lifetime put together!' Jack scoffed.
'Yes.. And that explains why you don't have one at night...' Will laughed... which earned him another hit. 'You know I'm not the only one who goes at it every night! I sort of need a partner and why isn't SHE being shot at as well!?'
'Because we all know it's probably YOU initiating every session...' At that Patricia couldn't help but burst in her laughter, remembering how she was the one who had woken Will up twice the night before just because she was feeling restless. Jack rolled his eyes while the rest of the crew started to snicker in their own mirth as well. 'God... You two ARE perfect for each other... Sex drives of dogs in heat!' He swaggered away, not wanting to know anything else of their sex lives.]]
Of course, there were also moments when Elizabeth ribbed AnaMaria about where she spent the nights.
[['You know, Ana...' Elizabeth grinned as she saw the whole debacle play itself out. 'I don't think Jack's being entirely truthful...'
'What? What are you talking about?' AnaMaria asked, her focus suddenly devoting itself to making the intricate knots of the sails.
'You haven't slept in our cabin since we left the islands... I hardly think you'd be spending it up here on deck...' Elizabeth took a glimpse at AnaMaria's face and recognized the emotion-less mask she put up when she was remotely embarassed. 'Ahh... I see Jack isn't really all that lonely at night, now is he?' AnaMaria's face turned pale and Elizabeth just went over to talk to Patricia, as she threw her head back laughing.]]
And on a more serious note....
[['Will, love...' Patricia stepped back from Will's arms reluctantly when she saw Elizabeth approaching. 'Can I talk to Elizabeth for a moment... Just the two of us?' Will turned and saw Elizabeth, giving her a warm smile. He turned back to give Patricia a quick kiss before stepping to the side himself.
'See you in a bit...' He walked over to Jack who was leaning against the railing with Gibbs as Elizabeth came up to Patricia, biting her lip.
'I hope I wasn't interrupting anything,' Elizabeth said, unsure. Patricia's back was not to Will and she didn't see the countless times Will glanced back just to make sure she was still there. Elizabeth, though, saw it, much to her amusement.
'Not at all,' Patricia smiled. 'I wanted to talk to you, actually, without Will here to distract me...' Her smirk sent Elizabeth to silent laughter.
'Neither of you can stop thinking of the other, can you?' Elizabeth teased, making Patricia blush as she shook her head.
'Something about pining after something for eight years then suddenly realizing you have it makes the whole situation irresistable... But it's a bit mad how I know he's just a few meters off and I'm already... homesick, you can say,' Patricia rambled. 'Like... I want him to beside me for always.'
'You're very lucky to be marrying for love,' Elizabeth murmured wistfully. 'If only I had that luxury...' Patricia's happy face crumbled and her sympathy immediately showed through.
'I'm sorry... I didn't realize...' Patricia turned away, embarassed. 'You know, next time I'm acting like a blithering idiot DO pull a Jack Sparrow and smack me upside the head somewhere...' Elizabeth just laughed.
'It's all right...'
'You're really returning to James?' Patricia asked.
'Yes.'
'Then you are a much braver, stronger, more disciplined woman than me,' Patricia complimented.
'If only I wasn't... I'd probably be happier,' Elizabeth replied.
'So why don't you stay?'
'Because my father wouldn't want me to.' Elizabeth looked up at Patricia and saw the brief moment of understanding in her eyes.
'You had to play the father card, didn't you, Miss Swann.' Patricia shook her head, unable to believe that she was agreeing with Elizabeth's decision now.
'You're the only one who can understand why I'm going to do what I'm about to do... My father arranged this marriage. He wished for me to go through with it and I will... I am... It's the same you would do for your own father. Had he asked you to jump in front of a bullet for him, you would have...'
'He needn't have ask,' Patricia answered. 'But he wouldn't have asked me to do something that would make the rest of my life miserable.'
'Then that's where we're different...' Silence caught between the two and Patricia took Elizabeth's hand in asking of a promise.
'Do what you need to do, Elizabeth... I can't stop you from whatever decisions and actions you decide on but at least... PLEASE promise me this.'
'Promise what?'
'When you get back, you will ask your father and husband leniency and freedom for yourself, not for me and Will... You're putting yourself in a cage, Elizabeth... and you'll die of exhaustion and misery if you don't get out of it,' Patricia asserted. Elizabeth blinked for seconds, touched by how much Patricia cared now.
'I... I promise...' Elizabeth smiled. Patricia returned the facial expression and let go of her hand.
'Now if you don't mind, I need to go back to...' Patricia's statement was interrupted by an outburst from the person she was about to name.
'THAT ONE WAS UNCALLED FOR!' Will shouted. 'I DIDN'T EVEN SAY ANYTHING!'
'That's the bloody point! I'm asking you questions and you just grunt in reply because you're too busy looking back at your strumpet!' Will's arm swung at Jack's shoulder, hitting him hard.
'Don't call her that!' Will snapped. Elizabeth and Patricia began to giggle at the side watching one pirate and a blacksmith argue over the latter's tendencies. 'And you!' Will pointed at Patricia and she pointed at herself innocently.
'Me?' Patricia asked, wide-eyed, as Will stalked over to her.
'You are here, standing, innocent as an angel, warding off any smacks from Jack or ribbing from anyone else while I suffer because I can't keep my hands off you,' he muttered. He grabbed her by the waist and hoisted her over the shoulders. 'I expect to be repaid for the pain you are causing me, love.' Patricia just laughed at Will as he began to take her underdeck yet again. Jack came up to Elizabeth who was rolling her eyes.
'Seriously, it's almost disgusting...' Elizabeth groaned when she heard the door slam shut behind the couple.
'But you find yourself jealous...' Jack continued. 'You know we're only a day's trip to your home, lass... You sure about staying on land?' Elizabeth paused for her answer, remembering the promise Patricia made her make.
'Yes... I'm sure...']]
AN// Review people!