Turner Of The Century
Chapter eleven: love
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates Of The Caribbean, or any of the characters sniff but I own my plot. Which I can up with all by myself! GO ME!!!
A/N: By now, there is probably only about two people reading this goes up to PC and gives people and a big hug so you are my favourite people in the world right now. Except for Orlando bloom. For obvious reasons. Of which you must know by now :)
The fic: Yes I think that you have been waiting long enough!!!
The real fic: But why? Why do you need the story when you can have me?
Ah...
The real fic, Really:
Ana-Maria lay in a pool of blood. Will looked around frantically but none else was there. He ran over to Ana and put his hand on her neck. He could hardly feel a pulse and she was going ghostly pale. He'd kill the bastard who did this, If Jack didn't. He could see a gash on her forehead and he knew that it could be fatal; she looked like she had been there for a long time... he just hoped that he wasn't too late...
He gently picked her up and then noticed something odd. There were footsteps in the blood leading out of a back door. He knew that something fishy (A/N: rolls around on the floor laughing) was going on. He would be back as soon as he had got Ana-Maria back to his home. Elizabeth would look after her. And he would look after the person who did this to his friend.
But then he thought to himself that is what Ana-Maria must have been going through when Jack got hurt...how can I put them through the torture of me doing the same thing that will kill her. No she's not going to die. Please don't let her die...
He set off up the street unaware that he was being watched.
Elizabeth had been sitting with Jack for quite a while now. They'd talked about everything from Will to 'that stupid sod Norrington' to rum. They'd talked about that a lot. Well Jack had...
Both of them had skirted round the subject of Ana-Maria and Elizabeth couldn't bear the awkward silences anymore. 'Jack?'
'Yes, love'
'Are you worried about Ana...actually are you in love with her?' She said most of this as quickly as possible and wasn't sure what Jack would answer.
'Yes... I...am worried about her...' she appeared to have caught him off guard and he was wearing a thinking face.
Elizabeth still wanted to know what the pirate taught of Ana-Maria. As a woman. Not just as a pirate. 'But do you love her? She said placing a friendly hand on top of his, 'Jack?'
'I...'
'Yes'
'I...'
'Yes???'
'I need some rum...' He scooted away from elizabeth, who sat loooking hurt. Why couldn't Jack tell her? Maybe he couldn't even admit it to himself...
Elizabeth was about to protest, when she heard the sound of someone coming through the door downstairs. 'Will...' she muttered under he breath. She zoomed out of the room and saw what she had hoped she wouldn't. Ana-Maria draped in his arms and blood spreading from a large wound on her head. She gasped and zoomed (sorry it's twice but I think im in love with the word...it's almost as cheesy as cheese!!) down the stairs without saying a word.
Will placed her on the floor and looked into Elizabeth's eyes. 'I think that she is dying,' He said looking like a boy whose dog had just died 'I found her like this at the commodores house and nobody else was around...' he sighed. He didn't need to finish the sentence, as Elizabeth already knew in her heart of hearts that the commodore had got away. Again.
They both stared in dismay at Ana's near lifeless body and hardly noticed as jack struggled down the stairs.
He materialized by their shoulders and gasped. They both watched as his hard exterior melted and he snatched her up in his arms. 'I do love her, Elizabeth. I do. With all my heart.'
A tear trickled down his face and into her hair and he looked closely at her head. 'I won't let her die'
'No Jack,' replied Will 'we won't' But will they succeed??
A/N: This cliffhanger isn't a very mean one because I'm in a happy mood!!! HALF TERM!!! WOHOOOO!!!
Anyway, please review because the next chapter will be really good. I thought it up in the bath (I don't know why but I have my best ideas in the bath...sometimes I write them on paper and drop them in and the ink runs and I get mad...) and somebody has a serious mental breakdown. He he!!!
Laters!!!
Afro Stacey
Chapter eleven: love
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates Of The Caribbean, or any of the characters sniff but I own my plot. Which I can up with all by myself! GO ME!!!
A/N: By now, there is probably only about two people reading this goes up to PC and gives people and a big hug so you are my favourite people in the world right now. Except for Orlando bloom. For obvious reasons. Of which you must know by now :)
The fic: Yes I think that you have been waiting long enough!!!
The real fic: But why? Why do you need the story when you can have me?
Ah...
The real fic, Really:
Ana-Maria lay in a pool of blood. Will looked around frantically but none else was there. He ran over to Ana and put his hand on her neck. He could hardly feel a pulse and she was going ghostly pale. He'd kill the bastard who did this, If Jack didn't. He could see a gash on her forehead and he knew that it could be fatal; she looked like she had been there for a long time... he just hoped that he wasn't too late...
He gently picked her up and then noticed something odd. There were footsteps in the blood leading out of a back door. He knew that something fishy (A/N: rolls around on the floor laughing) was going on. He would be back as soon as he had got Ana-Maria back to his home. Elizabeth would look after her. And he would look after the person who did this to his friend.
But then he thought to himself that is what Ana-Maria must have been going through when Jack got hurt...how can I put them through the torture of me doing the same thing that will kill her. No she's not going to die. Please don't let her die...
He set off up the street unaware that he was being watched.
Elizabeth had been sitting with Jack for quite a while now. They'd talked about everything from Will to 'that stupid sod Norrington' to rum. They'd talked about that a lot. Well Jack had...
Both of them had skirted round the subject of Ana-Maria and Elizabeth couldn't bear the awkward silences anymore. 'Jack?'
'Yes, love'
'Are you worried about Ana...actually are you in love with her?' She said most of this as quickly as possible and wasn't sure what Jack would answer.
'Yes... I...am worried about her...' she appeared to have caught him off guard and he was wearing a thinking face.
Elizabeth still wanted to know what the pirate taught of Ana-Maria. As a woman. Not just as a pirate. 'But do you love her? She said placing a friendly hand on top of his, 'Jack?'
'I...'
'Yes'
'I...'
'Yes???'
'I need some rum...' He scooted away from elizabeth, who sat loooking hurt. Why couldn't Jack tell her? Maybe he couldn't even admit it to himself...
Elizabeth was about to protest, when she heard the sound of someone coming through the door downstairs. 'Will...' she muttered under he breath. She zoomed out of the room and saw what she had hoped she wouldn't. Ana-Maria draped in his arms and blood spreading from a large wound on her head. She gasped and zoomed (sorry it's twice but I think im in love with the word...it's almost as cheesy as cheese!!) down the stairs without saying a word.
Will placed her on the floor and looked into Elizabeth's eyes. 'I think that she is dying,' He said looking like a boy whose dog had just died 'I found her like this at the commodores house and nobody else was around...' he sighed. He didn't need to finish the sentence, as Elizabeth already knew in her heart of hearts that the commodore had got away. Again.
They both stared in dismay at Ana's near lifeless body and hardly noticed as jack struggled down the stairs.
He materialized by their shoulders and gasped. They both watched as his hard exterior melted and he snatched her up in his arms. 'I do love her, Elizabeth. I do. With all my heart.'
A tear trickled down his face and into her hair and he looked closely at her head. 'I won't let her die'
'No Jack,' replied Will 'we won't' But will they succeed??
A/N: This cliffhanger isn't a very mean one because I'm in a happy mood!!! HALF TERM!!! WOHOOOO!!!
Anyway, please review because the next chapter will be really good. I thought it up in the bath (I don't know why but I have my best ideas in the bath...sometimes I write them on paper and drop them in and the ink runs and I get mad...) and somebody has a serious mental breakdown. He he!!!
Laters!!!
Afro Stacey