Author's Note:
Everyone, this is the last and final chapter. It's been almost a nuisance to keep updating, and I've been working on many other stories and had a nagging sense and annoyance in my mind that I still haven't finished this fic. So now, after a long wait, I give you the end, adieu... and thank you to everyone who has reviewed and helped me on this fic. It was my first and all of you are so special to me, thank you.
Chapter 24
To Freedom
Jack was gone. He'd scurried out her window with out so much as a kiss goodbye. Not that she'd expected it anyway, you never could expect too much from Jack. He was a pirate and unlike any man she'd ever met, but that's what she liked about him. That's what made chills run up and down her arms, that's what made her eyes fill with passion and desire whenever she saw him.
The Commodore, Will, her father, they were all normal men. So similar it had dulled her for too long, she would not have a bore for a husband or lover. She wanted Jack; she wanted him so much that fear overran her. She didn't want the life of the Commodore's wife; she wanted so much more then that. To have adventure and romance, enjoy the thrills of piracy. She wanted to be Jack's and only his. It wouldn't be so bad to do some things bad, like looting. That's what would make it so exciting.
'I'm coming for him,' Elizabeth thought desperately. 'No one would stop her, not the Commodore or anyone.' She hated the role of the governor's daughter and now was her chance to leave that life forever. Striding over to the window, she lifted the hatch and started to tug it open, still jammed. 'Help me,' she whispered aloud to no one in particular. 'Will, help me leave this life, please Will, help me.' Then miraculously the window swung open and Elizabeth was flung across the carpet. She murmured a word of thanks then gazed down and scanned the bushes for Jack. She could see in the mists of the harbor Jack's ship, the Black Pearl but nearer she could see the smoke from guns and bursts of flame. "No," she gasped. She had to get to Jack no matter what happened.
Quickly rushing to the closet she dragged out a pair of breeches and large white blouse, maybe she wouldn't look so feminine in this. Elizabeth frantically changed into the clothes and grabbed a few necessities, money, a pocketknife she had always kept in emergencies and then Will and hers wedding ring. She would never forget Will, he was a good man and loved her, she at least could remember him for that, even though in her mind, was the dwelling presence of Jack.
Then a thought struck her...Isabelle. How could she leave her only child and daughter? Elizabeth knew she was never a perfect mother and never could be. The burden Will left on her, she was sad to admit it, but it strangled her. What would her father do if she just left her? There was no way Elizabeth could bring a baby on a pirate's boat, she'd cry in a moment of hiding and blow their cover, or she'd be brought up to be a scandalous woman.
Elizabeth wanted the best for her, even though she'd never shown it. She loved her daughter, but...she couldn't take care of her. A life as the Governor's granddaughter would be the best for her. She'd never experience the thrill of adventure and therefore never have an addiction to it. Nevertheless, she had to say goodbye, even if it meant being caught.
Quietly she opened her door slowly, scanned the hallway, then darted across and opened the door of her daughter, right across from hers. Isabelle was sleeping soundly in her cradle, sweet and innocent as an angel. She didn't even look like Elizabeth, her dark hair and olive skin made her look more like a pirate child then one of England.
'I love you,' she whispered softly to her baby afraid to touch her cheek for waking her up. 'I truly do, and I'll come back, someday.' Isabelle stirred in her sleep and made a content cooing noise. Elizabeth knew it was her time to leave, now or never. 'Good bye little one,' she said softly, taking off Will and hers wedding ring and putting it on the side table. It was a token for her to always remember her parents, though they might not be near. 'I will always love you,' she said, leaving the door and returning to her room.
Now it was time for the escape route. How would she get out of the mansion? It had to be a quick way and efficient, not necessarily safe, but a way for her to get out of the house at least in fair condition. How did Jack try to get in? She pondered curiously. The window!
At once Elizabeth rushed to the window and again looked down, it was a dreadfully long way and she had to steady herself again the wall to keep her dizziness at bay. 'I must do this,' she murmured, 'for Jack.' So carefully and calmly, she climbed down the lattice wood posts along the house that vines had long since covered and grown around. The idea of making a rope with white linen sheets struck her, but it seemed that the Commodore and her father would immediately start looking for Jack and knowing she had ran off with him, instead of looking for her.
Anger raged in herself at the Commodore. 'Always trying to keep me inside and locked up,' she muttered crossly. 'Jack never taking me with him, I am no fragile china doll made out of glass!' The lattice wood was cracking; she heard it loud and clearly. 'No,' she whispered, 'Will help me please, let it hold.'
'Go quickly, love,' she heard a voice whisper and it seemed to be Will's loving voice but then Jack's strong one. She looked below her, Jack!
"Come on love," he said softly standing below her, "We don't have much time. They could be here any minute."
"Whom?" she asked.
"The Commodore and soldiers, they might kill us both. You've had too many run-in's with pirates lassie," he grinned, his dark eyes shining in the moonlight. "Jump from there, I'll catch you," Jack said, moving to stand below Elizabeth. It was still ten feet from where she was to the ground.
"Are you sure Jack," she whispered cautiously.
"Positive, love, we must not tarry now."
"Alright," Elizabeth answered and let go, jumping clumsily into Jack's waiting arms.
"That wasn't so hard was it now?" he jested.
"No," she answered, smiling, "Ironic isn't it?"
"Well, darling now is time for our daring escapade, are you ready?" he asked her, his hand on her waist, drawing her close.
"Yes, Captain Sparrow, I'm quite ready," she whispered and he knelt down and kissed her softly.
"I love you Elizabeth, and all that you're giving up to me, I feel quite unworthy."
"You unworthy? Of course you are Jack," she teased. "A pirate worth of a governor's daughter, such a thing is unheard of."
"Well we always do change the way of things," Jack laughed, "Now come my lady, let us flee," he whispered, taking her hand and running away. To Elizabeth it felt as she was flying away. A bird escaping from its lethal cage.
"What will we do Jack?" Elizabeth whispered fearfully as they neared the Pearl, surrounded by soldiers blasting their guns at it.
Jack gazed at his ship and for a moment, Elizabeth saw a strange emotion in his eyes. It was one of regret, and fear melting and twisting into one. "What? What is it?" she asked, her voice shaking.
"The crew is going to leave," he replied.
"What? No! They can't," Elizabeth said loudly.
A sudden voice added to their fear. "Show yourselves! Who goes there?" a voice cried, from the other side of the bush they were hiding behind. A shot rang in the air. "Show yourselves or I will shoot!"
"Come lassie," Jack whispered his eyes mournful and glassy. "We must go."
"No Jack," Elizabeth replied, tears streaming down her cheeks. "We can't give in, we can't surrender to...them!"
'We'll die anyway lassie. Better to surrender to them now and have a few more moments together."
"Oh Jack," Elizabeth moaned, as she pressed her face into Jack's soldier and wept, refusing to let go of the one who had given her so much happiness and love.
"Let's go," Jack whispered and he led her out by her hand to surrender. Elizabeth gasped when she saw who it was, then went pale as the moon, which shone down at them.
"Norrington," she whispered as she went down in a faint, a true one this time.
"So Captain Jack Sparrow we meet again," the Commodore addressed Jack.
"Aye Commodore, but never on such a fine evenin' as this."
The Commodore dismissed Jack and turned to his soldiers, "Take Miss Swann and bring her to my office in the fort."
"Aye sir," was their reply as the darted forward.
"No Norrington, leave her alone," Jack threatened, "I'll kill you if you take one step."
"It's time I taught Miss Swann a lesson. Seize him," the Commodore roared. More soldiers rushed forward and Jack ran, this was only thing he could do, he couldn't outwit all those men there, in the middle of bushes. He was leaving Elizabeth, he knew, but he'd come back. He wouldn't dare leave her this time.
Elizabeth woke up to the sound of shots and the smell of smoke. She was in a small, dank stone room without a soul. Instantaneously she became aware her hands were locked into place and she was once again was a bird in a cage. Despair and anger swept through her body as she fought to get loose. What had happened? She'd remember Jack and her alone and then...Norrington, the foul, evil man. Nevertheless, where had Jack gone? How could he abandon her? How could he? He promised, he PROMISED her that he would come back with her and sail away. Why did everyone want to destroy Jack and her love, their happiness?
She became aware at once of steps thudding down the hall and the sound of voices. "What about Sparrow?" a voice asked urgently.
"We'll get him soon enough," another replied, sounding very like Norrington's. 'No!' Elizabeth thought, 'He's coming, what'll he do to me?' Panic stuck the very core of her soul.
"Now leave me alone," Norrington retorted back to the other man, slurring his words slightly. 'Was the Commodore drunk?' she thought frightened. 'What on earth would he do to her if he was intoxicated.' No, he couldn't do that, her father wouldn't allow it.
The door swung open. "Why hello Elizabeth," the Commodore said addressing Elizabeth with bloodshot eyes.
"Have mercy," she whispered, looking away unable to look into the raging eyes. He walked in and closed the door, walking closer to her so she could feel his warm breath on her neck. She turned away in disgust.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asked hoarsely his hand toying with the blonde curls of her hair. She whimpered, not answering.
"Speak," he screamed, slapping her painfully across the face. "Speak damn you, you whore. Never was I good enough for you, never was I able to suit your fancy," he whispered, his voice slinking into her ears." First it was the weak, pretty boy William, dear William," he mocked, in a fake high woman's voice. "That man was a boy, unable to handle a woman like you," he murmured, drawing his hand down her neck.
"Leave me alone," she begged, crying aloud, her voice echoing in the room and across the fort. "Please I beg of you."
"Then," the Commodore said, continuing, leaving her and pacing around the room, "it was Sparrow, the pirate Captain Jack Sparrow. I still don't see what you see in him. The hell spawn, going from one whore to the next, and then you," he stopped, coming closer back to Elizabeth.
"Elizabeth, do you know how long I've-" he gulped, "wanted you? I've lost you once and I'm NOT going to make the same mistake again." For a moment he seemed sane again, not like the wild dog he had been. The commodore turned to the wall. "Oh Elizabeth," he whispered and turned back to her. His eyes were once again yellow, veins standing out, he was going to take her, and she could tell by the way he was advancing slowly towards her, the emotion of lust growing in his eyes.
He was no more then a hand away from her and he stopped, everything stopped, it felt time stopped. "Elizabeth?" he murmured.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"I'm sorry," he said darting forward and taking her face in his. It was like heading off into a waterfall. He was savage brutal, kissing her hard, she could feel bruises forming on her face.
"Don't," she screamed, "Jack," she cried, "Oh Jack," she murmured, tears flooding. There was nothing she could do; he was taking possession of her body. His hand was trying to rip away at the trousers. "Save me Jack!" she screamed, emotion coming to her voice that could be heard from heaven to hell. Then, she heard a sound. It seemed everything had gone into slow motion and then stopped. It was a small cracking noise, a pop that seemed to get louder and louder, breaking barriers of air.
The Commodore's eyes opened wide, his breathing was shallow. Scarlet blood dripped from the side of his mouth and he slithered down to the cold stone floor. Behind him stood Jack. "Jack," she cried her voice no more then a whisper.
"Bastard," he cursed at the Commodore, spitting on his dead body and kicking it to the side. "Oh Elizabeth, I am so sorry love," he murmured, caressing Elizabeth's cheek and holding her to him. "I will never forgive myself for leaving you there. I should have brought you with me...or something."
"No, Jack, what's done is done, we need to leave," she said softly, her voice similar to the rippling of a creek.
"Come on dear heart," he said, rushing out and holding her tightly in his. "I'm never letting you go," he said as he kissed her passionately.
They ran as fast as the wind. Nothing could stop them, the courage and fight for love prevailed in them. But as they neared the road to the harbor, Elizabeth couldn't see the Black Pearl in sight. "Where is it Jack?" she asked, hope lost.
"It's not here love," he replied, tilting her chin to meet his eyes with her. "Come this way." Elizabeth followed Jack and they ran to the other side of the island. A hidden cove Elizabeth had never seen before, and in it, was the Black Pearl.
"How will we get there?" she asked curiously, a smile displayed on her lovely features.
"Swim," Jack replied as he waded out into the water and started swimming to his ship. Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders and soon followed after. There they were, two lovers fleeing away to escape to a different life. A rope was soon thrown down when they reached the ship and both clambered up.
"Welcome Elizabeth," Ana Maria said pleasantly as Elizabeth climbed onto the ship.
"Thank you," Elizabeth replied. "Thank you."
"Cast away," Jack yelled and the ship launched as the anchor was being drawn. Elizabeth stumbled and Jack steadied her with a hand on her waist. He looked lovingly at her and she gazed back at him with equal devotion.
Ana Maria sighed grinning. "Let's first get you out of this clothes Miss Swann."
"Alright," Elizabeth answered, her eyes never leaving Jack's.
After Elizabeth had changed from her wet clothes to a fresh pair of shirt and breeches, she met Jack on the deck. Port Royal was drifting away so it could be no more then a dark blot. "Elizabeth darling," Jack said concerned, as he put his arm around her shoulders, "Weren't you sad to leave your child? Why did you come with me and leave her behind?"
"Of course I was saddened to leave Isabelle, but I love you Jack and that was a sacrifice I had to make. I was a slave there. Forced to live and obey the rules my father set for me. You gave me freedom Jack," she whispered adoration shining in her eyes.
Instead of replying Jack lifted his head down and kissed Elizabeth with all the fervor and passion he could muster. After he was done, Elizabeth sighed contently, Jack's arms around her in a loving embrace. "On to freedom," he whispered, "forever."
The end.
Author's Note:
Sniffle, sniffle. This is my last author's note for this story. Well I hope you enjoyed the ride, please PLEASE review. You know how important they are to me. I'm considering writing a sequel; I have a little idea playing in my mind. However, I'm not sure I'm up to it. Only if the reviewers really wanted it, at their urging I would do so. I hope you all aren't mad at what I made Elizabeth go through with Norrington, he's so evil Hiss. Well this is the end...thank you to all...
Love, Kelsey
P.S. I did this all in one night, can you believe it, I certainly can't! So please if you notice any grammar or punctuation mistakes, note that in your reviews! THANKS!
Everyone, this is the last and final chapter. It's been almost a nuisance to keep updating, and I've been working on many other stories and had a nagging sense and annoyance in my mind that I still haven't finished this fic. So now, after a long wait, I give you the end, adieu... and thank you to everyone who has reviewed and helped me on this fic. It was my first and all of you are so special to me, thank you.
Chapter 24
To Freedom
Jack was gone. He'd scurried out her window with out so much as a kiss goodbye. Not that she'd expected it anyway, you never could expect too much from Jack. He was a pirate and unlike any man she'd ever met, but that's what she liked about him. That's what made chills run up and down her arms, that's what made her eyes fill with passion and desire whenever she saw him.
The Commodore, Will, her father, they were all normal men. So similar it had dulled her for too long, she would not have a bore for a husband or lover. She wanted Jack; she wanted him so much that fear overran her. She didn't want the life of the Commodore's wife; she wanted so much more then that. To have adventure and romance, enjoy the thrills of piracy. She wanted to be Jack's and only his. It wouldn't be so bad to do some things bad, like looting. That's what would make it so exciting.
'I'm coming for him,' Elizabeth thought desperately. 'No one would stop her, not the Commodore or anyone.' She hated the role of the governor's daughter and now was her chance to leave that life forever. Striding over to the window, she lifted the hatch and started to tug it open, still jammed. 'Help me,' she whispered aloud to no one in particular. 'Will, help me leave this life, please Will, help me.' Then miraculously the window swung open and Elizabeth was flung across the carpet. She murmured a word of thanks then gazed down and scanned the bushes for Jack. She could see in the mists of the harbor Jack's ship, the Black Pearl but nearer she could see the smoke from guns and bursts of flame. "No," she gasped. She had to get to Jack no matter what happened.
Quickly rushing to the closet she dragged out a pair of breeches and large white blouse, maybe she wouldn't look so feminine in this. Elizabeth frantically changed into the clothes and grabbed a few necessities, money, a pocketknife she had always kept in emergencies and then Will and hers wedding ring. She would never forget Will, he was a good man and loved her, she at least could remember him for that, even though in her mind, was the dwelling presence of Jack.
Then a thought struck her...Isabelle. How could she leave her only child and daughter? Elizabeth knew she was never a perfect mother and never could be. The burden Will left on her, she was sad to admit it, but it strangled her. What would her father do if she just left her? There was no way Elizabeth could bring a baby on a pirate's boat, she'd cry in a moment of hiding and blow their cover, or she'd be brought up to be a scandalous woman.
Elizabeth wanted the best for her, even though she'd never shown it. She loved her daughter, but...she couldn't take care of her. A life as the Governor's granddaughter would be the best for her. She'd never experience the thrill of adventure and therefore never have an addiction to it. Nevertheless, she had to say goodbye, even if it meant being caught.
Quietly she opened her door slowly, scanned the hallway, then darted across and opened the door of her daughter, right across from hers. Isabelle was sleeping soundly in her cradle, sweet and innocent as an angel. She didn't even look like Elizabeth, her dark hair and olive skin made her look more like a pirate child then one of England.
'I love you,' she whispered softly to her baby afraid to touch her cheek for waking her up. 'I truly do, and I'll come back, someday.' Isabelle stirred in her sleep and made a content cooing noise. Elizabeth knew it was her time to leave, now or never. 'Good bye little one,' she said softly, taking off Will and hers wedding ring and putting it on the side table. It was a token for her to always remember her parents, though they might not be near. 'I will always love you,' she said, leaving the door and returning to her room.
Now it was time for the escape route. How would she get out of the mansion? It had to be a quick way and efficient, not necessarily safe, but a way for her to get out of the house at least in fair condition. How did Jack try to get in? She pondered curiously. The window!
At once Elizabeth rushed to the window and again looked down, it was a dreadfully long way and she had to steady herself again the wall to keep her dizziness at bay. 'I must do this,' she murmured, 'for Jack.' So carefully and calmly, she climbed down the lattice wood posts along the house that vines had long since covered and grown around. The idea of making a rope with white linen sheets struck her, but it seemed that the Commodore and her father would immediately start looking for Jack and knowing she had ran off with him, instead of looking for her.
Anger raged in herself at the Commodore. 'Always trying to keep me inside and locked up,' she muttered crossly. 'Jack never taking me with him, I am no fragile china doll made out of glass!' The lattice wood was cracking; she heard it loud and clearly. 'No,' she whispered, 'Will help me please, let it hold.'
'Go quickly, love,' she heard a voice whisper and it seemed to be Will's loving voice but then Jack's strong one. She looked below her, Jack!
"Come on love," he said softly standing below her, "We don't have much time. They could be here any minute."
"Whom?" she asked.
"The Commodore and soldiers, they might kill us both. You've had too many run-in's with pirates lassie," he grinned, his dark eyes shining in the moonlight. "Jump from there, I'll catch you," Jack said, moving to stand below Elizabeth. It was still ten feet from where she was to the ground.
"Are you sure Jack," she whispered cautiously.
"Positive, love, we must not tarry now."
"Alright," Elizabeth answered and let go, jumping clumsily into Jack's waiting arms.
"That wasn't so hard was it now?" he jested.
"No," she answered, smiling, "Ironic isn't it?"
"Well, darling now is time for our daring escapade, are you ready?" he asked her, his hand on her waist, drawing her close.
"Yes, Captain Sparrow, I'm quite ready," she whispered and he knelt down and kissed her softly.
"I love you Elizabeth, and all that you're giving up to me, I feel quite unworthy."
"You unworthy? Of course you are Jack," she teased. "A pirate worth of a governor's daughter, such a thing is unheard of."
"Well we always do change the way of things," Jack laughed, "Now come my lady, let us flee," he whispered, taking her hand and running away. To Elizabeth it felt as she was flying away. A bird escaping from its lethal cage.
"What will we do Jack?" Elizabeth whispered fearfully as they neared the Pearl, surrounded by soldiers blasting their guns at it.
Jack gazed at his ship and for a moment, Elizabeth saw a strange emotion in his eyes. It was one of regret, and fear melting and twisting into one. "What? What is it?" she asked, her voice shaking.
"The crew is going to leave," he replied.
"What? No! They can't," Elizabeth said loudly.
A sudden voice added to their fear. "Show yourselves! Who goes there?" a voice cried, from the other side of the bush they were hiding behind. A shot rang in the air. "Show yourselves or I will shoot!"
"Come lassie," Jack whispered his eyes mournful and glassy. "We must go."
"No Jack," Elizabeth replied, tears streaming down her cheeks. "We can't give in, we can't surrender to...them!"
'We'll die anyway lassie. Better to surrender to them now and have a few more moments together."
"Oh Jack," Elizabeth moaned, as she pressed her face into Jack's soldier and wept, refusing to let go of the one who had given her so much happiness and love.
"Let's go," Jack whispered and he led her out by her hand to surrender. Elizabeth gasped when she saw who it was, then went pale as the moon, which shone down at them.
"Norrington," she whispered as she went down in a faint, a true one this time.
"So Captain Jack Sparrow we meet again," the Commodore addressed Jack.
"Aye Commodore, but never on such a fine evenin' as this."
The Commodore dismissed Jack and turned to his soldiers, "Take Miss Swann and bring her to my office in the fort."
"Aye sir," was their reply as the darted forward.
"No Norrington, leave her alone," Jack threatened, "I'll kill you if you take one step."
"It's time I taught Miss Swann a lesson. Seize him," the Commodore roared. More soldiers rushed forward and Jack ran, this was only thing he could do, he couldn't outwit all those men there, in the middle of bushes. He was leaving Elizabeth, he knew, but he'd come back. He wouldn't dare leave her this time.
Elizabeth woke up to the sound of shots and the smell of smoke. She was in a small, dank stone room without a soul. Instantaneously she became aware her hands were locked into place and she was once again was a bird in a cage. Despair and anger swept through her body as she fought to get loose. What had happened? She'd remember Jack and her alone and then...Norrington, the foul, evil man. Nevertheless, where had Jack gone? How could he abandon her? How could he? He promised, he PROMISED her that he would come back with her and sail away. Why did everyone want to destroy Jack and her love, their happiness?
She became aware at once of steps thudding down the hall and the sound of voices. "What about Sparrow?" a voice asked urgently.
"We'll get him soon enough," another replied, sounding very like Norrington's. 'No!' Elizabeth thought, 'He's coming, what'll he do to me?' Panic stuck the very core of her soul.
"Now leave me alone," Norrington retorted back to the other man, slurring his words slightly. 'Was the Commodore drunk?' she thought frightened. 'What on earth would he do to her if he was intoxicated.' No, he couldn't do that, her father wouldn't allow it.
The door swung open. "Why hello Elizabeth," the Commodore said addressing Elizabeth with bloodshot eyes.
"Have mercy," she whispered, looking away unable to look into the raging eyes. He walked in and closed the door, walking closer to her so she could feel his warm breath on her neck. She turned away in disgust.
"Are you afraid of me?" he asked hoarsely his hand toying with the blonde curls of her hair. She whimpered, not answering.
"Speak," he screamed, slapping her painfully across the face. "Speak damn you, you whore. Never was I good enough for you, never was I able to suit your fancy," he whispered, his voice slinking into her ears." First it was the weak, pretty boy William, dear William," he mocked, in a fake high woman's voice. "That man was a boy, unable to handle a woman like you," he murmured, drawing his hand down her neck.
"Leave me alone," she begged, crying aloud, her voice echoing in the room and across the fort. "Please I beg of you."
"Then," the Commodore said, continuing, leaving her and pacing around the room, "it was Sparrow, the pirate Captain Jack Sparrow. I still don't see what you see in him. The hell spawn, going from one whore to the next, and then you," he stopped, coming closer back to Elizabeth.
"Elizabeth, do you know how long I've-" he gulped, "wanted you? I've lost you once and I'm NOT going to make the same mistake again." For a moment he seemed sane again, not like the wild dog he had been. The commodore turned to the wall. "Oh Elizabeth," he whispered and turned back to her. His eyes were once again yellow, veins standing out, he was going to take her, and she could tell by the way he was advancing slowly towards her, the emotion of lust growing in his eyes.
He was no more then a hand away from her and he stopped, everything stopped, it felt time stopped. "Elizabeth?" he murmured.
"Yes," she whimpered.
"I'm sorry," he said darting forward and taking her face in his. It was like heading off into a waterfall. He was savage brutal, kissing her hard, she could feel bruises forming on her face.
"Don't," she screamed, "Jack," she cried, "Oh Jack," she murmured, tears flooding. There was nothing she could do; he was taking possession of her body. His hand was trying to rip away at the trousers. "Save me Jack!" she screamed, emotion coming to her voice that could be heard from heaven to hell. Then, she heard a sound. It seemed everything had gone into slow motion and then stopped. It was a small cracking noise, a pop that seemed to get louder and louder, breaking barriers of air.
The Commodore's eyes opened wide, his breathing was shallow. Scarlet blood dripped from the side of his mouth and he slithered down to the cold stone floor. Behind him stood Jack. "Jack," she cried her voice no more then a whisper.
"Bastard," he cursed at the Commodore, spitting on his dead body and kicking it to the side. "Oh Elizabeth, I am so sorry love," he murmured, caressing Elizabeth's cheek and holding her to him. "I will never forgive myself for leaving you there. I should have brought you with me...or something."
"No, Jack, what's done is done, we need to leave," she said softly, her voice similar to the rippling of a creek.
"Come on dear heart," he said, rushing out and holding her tightly in his. "I'm never letting you go," he said as he kissed her passionately.
They ran as fast as the wind. Nothing could stop them, the courage and fight for love prevailed in them. But as they neared the road to the harbor, Elizabeth couldn't see the Black Pearl in sight. "Where is it Jack?" she asked, hope lost.
"It's not here love," he replied, tilting her chin to meet his eyes with her. "Come this way." Elizabeth followed Jack and they ran to the other side of the island. A hidden cove Elizabeth had never seen before, and in it, was the Black Pearl.
"How will we get there?" she asked curiously, a smile displayed on her lovely features.
"Swim," Jack replied as he waded out into the water and started swimming to his ship. Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders and soon followed after. There they were, two lovers fleeing away to escape to a different life. A rope was soon thrown down when they reached the ship and both clambered up.
"Welcome Elizabeth," Ana Maria said pleasantly as Elizabeth climbed onto the ship.
"Thank you," Elizabeth replied. "Thank you."
"Cast away," Jack yelled and the ship launched as the anchor was being drawn. Elizabeth stumbled and Jack steadied her with a hand on her waist. He looked lovingly at her and she gazed back at him with equal devotion.
Ana Maria sighed grinning. "Let's first get you out of this clothes Miss Swann."
"Alright," Elizabeth answered, her eyes never leaving Jack's.
After Elizabeth had changed from her wet clothes to a fresh pair of shirt and breeches, she met Jack on the deck. Port Royal was drifting away so it could be no more then a dark blot. "Elizabeth darling," Jack said concerned, as he put his arm around her shoulders, "Weren't you sad to leave your child? Why did you come with me and leave her behind?"
"Of course I was saddened to leave Isabelle, but I love you Jack and that was a sacrifice I had to make. I was a slave there. Forced to live and obey the rules my father set for me. You gave me freedom Jack," she whispered adoration shining in her eyes.
Instead of replying Jack lifted his head down and kissed Elizabeth with all the fervor and passion he could muster. After he was done, Elizabeth sighed contently, Jack's arms around her in a loving embrace. "On to freedom," he whispered, "forever."
The end.
Author's Note:
Sniffle, sniffle. This is my last author's note for this story. Well I hope you enjoyed the ride, please PLEASE review. You know how important they are to me. I'm considering writing a sequel; I have a little idea playing in my mind. However, I'm not sure I'm up to it. Only if the reviewers really wanted it, at their urging I would do so. I hope you all aren't mad at what I made Elizabeth go through with Norrington, he's so evil Hiss. Well this is the end...thank you to all...
Love, Kelsey
P.S. I did this all in one night, can you believe it, I certainly can't! So please if you notice any grammar or punctuation mistakes, note that in your reviews! THANKS!