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Summary: Jack and Elizabeth in the graveyard of ships. A follow-up to 'Vigil'.
Author's note: This is all your fault, Shad :-) You got me thinking about the 'Peas in a
Pod" scene and look what happened...
Accord
by Hereswith
He was mad, of course. Mad pirate. Mad sparrow. And drunk, to boot, on sun
and seawater and rum.
But he made sense, sometimes. She could no more deny it than she could disregard
it. There were moments, such as these, when his gaze grew so sharp it matched the
edge of a cutlass, measure for measure. There were times, such as these, when his
voice changed, and she could have sworn he sounded as if he meant what he said.
She wanted to trust him, then.
He wasn't the boy she might have played pirates with, as a child, though she could
see the traces of him, now, in that quick, crooked smile. And she was not the girl
who had dreamed of the sea.
Yet here, in the graveyard of ships, on the deck of the Dauntless, amidst that
wreckage and ruin, an accord had been reached. An agreement, of sorts. And
she thought she might prefer the man to that long lost dark-eyed lad, after all.
Peas in a pod, Captain Sparrow. Peas in a pod.