Oh, gosh, It's the end! It's really the end! This is it! Oh, my! I
won't cry, though! Enjoy the last chapter of Pirates of the Caribbean:
The Gems of Roslynn:
Chapter 7: A Well Deserved Vacation and the Shock of a Lifetime
They sailed back to Spike Isle, and all the crew but Celeste, Elizabeth, Audra, and Angelina, went ashore to recover the treasure from the cave.
Those aboard gathered at one side of the ship, facing the island, talking, for lack of anything better to do.
"I don't know, Celeste," Elizabeth said to her, "what is it exactly that you liked about Jack when you first met him?"
"Well..." Celeste began thoughtfully, "when I first met him... absolutely nothing. I thought he was a scalawag, a complete scoundrel. But... I love him. The story on why is a long one. It's just that... when Jack finds something he cares about, he's not going to let it go. And he's going to protect it no matter what it takes."
Soon after, the crew came rowing towards the ship. They climbed aboard and heaved the treasure up on deck.
"You know," Jack suggested, "I think we need a vacation."
"What?" Celeste laughed. "Your kidding!"
"No, I really think we should take a vacation." Jack stated. "An' you lot are certainly welcome to come." he said to Will, Elizabeth, Audra, and Angelina.
"I think a vacation is a perfect idea." Celeste confirmed. "Since we and the crew are all splitting the treasure, we should take a little break -- spend some of it."
They all agreed to go on a well deserved vacation: to London, England.
Months later, they arrived in England. They were all very happy to just relax and do no work. They docked their ship in the harbor and stayed on the ship rather than staying anywhere else. They all spent days walking around the town with no worries.
One day, Jack and Celeste had spent the entire day wandering around the large city and just being care free. That evening, they came back to the Pearl and Jack walked Celeste back to her room.
"Oh, yes, I forgot..." Jack mumbled.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Er, let's get out of this 'all." he suggested. "Let's go in 'ere. I need to talk to you." He walked into her room.
"Now, Jack, how many times must I tell you that it is terribly improper to be in a lady's room?" Celeste asked, stepping into her room.
"Jus' give me a moment, darling." he said, closing the door.
"Well, what is it?" she asked.
"Close your eyes." he told her.
"What?" she asked. "Why?"
"Jus' close them." he said.
"Okay..." she agreed, closing her eyes. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace. It was a fairly large blue gem attached to a bit of silver metal that covered the top of it -- the edges of the silver looked like water had been dripping from the top of it and had frozen a fourth of the way down. It was on a silver chain. He fastened it around her neck.
She opened her eyes and looked at the necklace. Her eyes widened and she held it up so that she could see it better.
"Jack!" she said breathlessly. "What -- where -- when--"
"Like it?" he asked with a nervous smile.
"It's beautiful!" she gasped. "Oh, this must have cost a fortune!"
"Well, I didn' steal it." he smiled nervously.
"That's good." she laughed
"So... you do like it?" he asked.
"Of course I do!" she exclaimed. "But... what's the occasion?"
"No occasion, darling." he replied. "I jus' love you. "You deserve somethin' beautiful. I get to look at somethin' beautiful all the time an' I thought you deserved to as well."
She paused. "Er, you mean me, right?" she asked. "The beautiful thing you get to look at all the time. You mean me, don't you?"
"No, darling, I mean Mr. Cotton," he said sarcastically, "of course I mean you."
"Well, you never know." she said. "You could be talking about the Pearl or the Caribbean or something."
"You jus' ruined me sentimental speech, love." he said.
"Sorry." she laughed. "Well, go ahead, keep on sentimenting."
He cleared his throat and continued. "Anyway, since I get to look at something beautiful all the time, I thought you should 'ave the same pleasure."
"Well, you're not so hard on the eyes yourself, you know." she smiled.
"Another part to that irresistible charm o' mine." he joked.
She smiled. "Thank you, Jack. Really. This is the only thing anyone has ever given to me that means something. Sure, I was given tons of stuff by my parents... Just to shut me up... But this... it means so much... Because when you gave it to me... I knew that you love me." she looked up at him with passionate and truthful eyes.
"O' course I do." Jack said. "Who wouldn'? Which is why I overly protect you and get jealous every time you even speak to another man." she smiled. "As long as you're here love: that's all that matters to me... is that you're here."
You wouldn't think it, but Jack was actually very childish when it came to love. He was innocent somewhere inside that scoundrel heart of his and now that he had Celeste, he was very insecure about the possibility of her not being there with him. Before she came along, he wasn't attached to anything to that extent, but now everything was different.
"Thank you, Jack." she hugged him. He put his arms around her. "Everything is perfect." she sighed. "This fun vacation... seeing England again... being with you... it's all too perfect."
He tilted her chin up so that she gazed into his gorgeous, deep, brown eyes and he gazed into her big, innocent, blue-green ones. He leaned over and kissed her.
He pulled away and she, not really having expected what he just did, was somewhat at a lack of words. She moved her mouth but no sound came out.
"I know. I am good, aren' I?" Jack said with a smirk.
"Oh, shut up." she said, blushing, "I just wasn't expecting it is all." he laughed. "And you say I ruined the moment before!"
"Well, you did." he said. "An' I did this time. There. We're square."
She smiled and looked back at the necklace. She hugged him.
"I just love this." she said. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she hugged him tighter.
"Er, you're squashing me, darling--" he hesitated.
"Sorry." she laughed, relaxing her embrace.
"Me internal organs were about to fail me for a moment there." he said. She laughed. He leaned over and kissed her.
Just then, the door opened and Angelina walked in. Jack pushed Celeste away.
"No, darling, this is wrong." he said overdramatically. "Very improper."
"'e's righ', Celeste, 'e's in a lady's room an' all." Angelina said. Celeste stood open-mouthed, her brow furrowed angrily.
"Yes, I'm jus' too moral for me own good, eh?" Jack added.
"Anyway, sorry for bargin' in." Angelina told them. "I'll ask later." she left.
"Jaaack!" Celeste chastised angrily. "You kissed me! I wasn't the one who came on to you!"
"Would you like to be?" he asked, smirking.
She struggled to keep a straight face, but it didn't work -- she laughed.
"You see, darling? It's not so bad to loosen up once in a while." Jack said. "Normally you'd scoff an' turn away."
"Well, there's a first time for everything." Celeste told him. "But don't expect it next time!"
"So... you would like to be?" he asked.
"Be... what?"
"The one who comes on to me." he said with a smirk.
"Well... there is a first time for everything." she said, smiling, and he laughed. She grabbed the neck of his shirt and pulled him into a kiss.
Moments later, the door opened and Angelina barged in once more.
"Are you guys done yet -- oh, bloody 'ell."
Celeste laughed. "Sorry. What is it?" she asked, moving away from Jack.
"Audra's lookin' for you." Angelina told her.
"Alright, thank you." Celeste said. "I'll go to her in a moment.
Angelina left.
"Well, I should be on my way." Celeste yawned. "I'm tired, too..."
"Aye, I'm jus' exhaustin', aren' I?" he said, smiling. "Really work the face muscles, don' I?"
"Jack!" Celeste scolded. "That's obscene!" she scoffed and turned away from him.
"Back to normal." Jack muttered. "You know, I knew at some point you'd stop slappin' me."
"You've misjudged me." she said, and slapped him in the face.
"Whoops, spoke to soon..."
She went to Audra (after she got rid of Jack) and asked what it was that she wanted to talk to her about. It turned out that she just wanted to know what to cook for dinner.
Later, after dinner, Celeste went up on deck and looked out at the city. Jack walked up to her.
"You know, it's such a nice night. I think I'll take a walk." Celeste said.
"Oh, well, I 'ave a few things I need to take care of, so... I can't go with you... Maybe you should jus' stay 'ere." Jack suggested.
"Well, I really feel like taking a walk." she told him. "I'll be fine."
"No, really, darling, I don' think you should--"
"I'll be fine, Jack, I'm not a baby!" Celeste pressed.
"Well... alrigh'..." Jack reluctantly gave in.
And so, Celeste went out for a walk. A while later, she returned to the Pearl to find Jack waiting for her.
"Oh, Jack, you shouldn't have waited up." she said, hugging him.
"No problem, love." he replied. "Besides, I was worried sick about you." he hugged her tighter. She smiled
"You forget, Jack, that I can take perfectly good care of myself." Celeste said.
"Doesn' mean I can't worry about you." he said and ordered the crew to remove the gangplank for the night.
They walked downstairs and Jack escorted Celeste to her room. He opened the door and she stepped inside; he followed.
"Darling," he said, putting his arms around her, "look, don' go wanderin' off alone like that anymore, savvy? No one bothered you, did they?"
"No, they didn't." she replied, smiling.
"Good. You know, I nearly 'ad a nervous breakdown thinkin' 'bout you bein' gone like that." he told her. "Now, promise me you won' go wanderin' off like that again."
"Alright." she smiled. "I promise."
Jack sighed in relief. "That's me girl." He kissed her.
A few moments later, he bid her goodnight and left her room. She shut the door and walked over to her dresser which had a large mirror on top of it. She gazed into it and took her hair down. The moonlight illuminated her room with an eerie blue light; she decided to light her lamp. She crossed over to the other side of the room and lit it.
Behind her, her closet door opened quietly and a tall, muscular man crept out. He came up behind her, covered her mouth, and seized her around the waist. She tried to yell, but was stifled by the hand and thick cloth over her mouth. She struggled: she kicked and fought, but he was far stronger than she was. Try as she might, she could not yell or get free; she put up a fair fight, though.
The man managed to open the door and drag her out of her room. He hauled her up on deck and tied the piece of cloth around her mouth. He pulled out some rope and tied her to the mast so that he could put the gangplank in place.
She thrashed around, whimpering, in attempt to break free of her bonds, but to no avail; the rope just cut into her hands.
The man hurried back to her, having set up the gangplank, and cut the bonds binding her to the mast. He then dragged her off the ship.
On the street connecting to the docks was parked a carriage and two horses. He threw her inside and told the driver to go. With that, the carriage drove off.
After a little while, they arrived at what looked like an old, abandoned, five-story boarding house. The man dragged her inside. As she looked around, she beheld old, dusty furniture and several closed doors. The man pulled the gag off of her and cut the bonds on her wrists.
Suddenly, one of the doors opened and out walked--
"Black!" Celeste gasped. "What on earth -- let me go!"
"I don' think so." Black said calmly. "You see, I 'appen to think that Sparrow deserves some sufferin', an' what better way than this?"
"What!?" Celeste cried. "You're mad! Absolutely batty! Now, let me go before something-something really bad happens!"
"I'm shiverin'." Black said offhandedly. "Take 'er up to my room."
"No!!" she screamed as the large man restrained her; she struggled with all her might. "Jack, help me!!"
Bum bum bum!! Dramatic music! What a cliffhanger, huh? Yeah, I suck, I know. I'm already working on the 3rd one, which will be called Pirates of the Caribbean: The Capture of Thomas Black. I am working diligently, but have run into a bit of writer's block. I've been pulling a Mort Rainey ("this is just bad writing!") quite a lot, so, you know. But I want to get this out to you guys A.S.A.P. I thank you so much for reading my fics and having faith in me! I love writing for you guys! Here's a little hint about the 3rd one: It's gonna break your hearts! But, that's all I'll say. Keep checking back to see if I've put it up yet. It took me a semester to write this one (same with Bounty), so you can measure that way... sort of... Anyway, please review this final chapter. I love you all!
Chapter 7: A Well Deserved Vacation and the Shock of a Lifetime
They sailed back to Spike Isle, and all the crew but Celeste, Elizabeth, Audra, and Angelina, went ashore to recover the treasure from the cave.
Those aboard gathered at one side of the ship, facing the island, talking, for lack of anything better to do.
"I don't know, Celeste," Elizabeth said to her, "what is it exactly that you liked about Jack when you first met him?"
"Well..." Celeste began thoughtfully, "when I first met him... absolutely nothing. I thought he was a scalawag, a complete scoundrel. But... I love him. The story on why is a long one. It's just that... when Jack finds something he cares about, he's not going to let it go. And he's going to protect it no matter what it takes."
Soon after, the crew came rowing towards the ship. They climbed aboard and heaved the treasure up on deck.
"You know," Jack suggested, "I think we need a vacation."
"What?" Celeste laughed. "Your kidding!"
"No, I really think we should take a vacation." Jack stated. "An' you lot are certainly welcome to come." he said to Will, Elizabeth, Audra, and Angelina.
"I think a vacation is a perfect idea." Celeste confirmed. "Since we and the crew are all splitting the treasure, we should take a little break -- spend some of it."
They all agreed to go on a well deserved vacation: to London, England.
Months later, they arrived in England. They were all very happy to just relax and do no work. They docked their ship in the harbor and stayed on the ship rather than staying anywhere else. They all spent days walking around the town with no worries.
One day, Jack and Celeste had spent the entire day wandering around the large city and just being care free. That evening, they came back to the Pearl and Jack walked Celeste back to her room.
"Oh, yes, I forgot..." Jack mumbled.
"What?" she asked curiously.
"Er, let's get out of this 'all." he suggested. "Let's go in 'ere. I need to talk to you." He walked into her room.
"Now, Jack, how many times must I tell you that it is terribly improper to be in a lady's room?" Celeste asked, stepping into her room.
"Jus' give me a moment, darling." he said, closing the door.
"Well, what is it?" she asked.
"Close your eyes." he told her.
"What?" she asked. "Why?"
"Jus' close them." he said.
"Okay..." she agreed, closing her eyes. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace. It was a fairly large blue gem attached to a bit of silver metal that covered the top of it -- the edges of the silver looked like water had been dripping from the top of it and had frozen a fourth of the way down. It was on a silver chain. He fastened it around her neck.
She opened her eyes and looked at the necklace. Her eyes widened and she held it up so that she could see it better.
"Jack!" she said breathlessly. "What -- where -- when--"
"Like it?" he asked with a nervous smile.
"It's beautiful!" she gasped. "Oh, this must have cost a fortune!"
"Well, I didn' steal it." he smiled nervously.
"That's good." she laughed
"So... you do like it?" he asked.
"Of course I do!" she exclaimed. "But... what's the occasion?"
"No occasion, darling." he replied. "I jus' love you. "You deserve somethin' beautiful. I get to look at somethin' beautiful all the time an' I thought you deserved to as well."
She paused. "Er, you mean me, right?" she asked. "The beautiful thing you get to look at all the time. You mean me, don't you?"
"No, darling, I mean Mr. Cotton," he said sarcastically, "of course I mean you."
"Well, you never know." she said. "You could be talking about the Pearl or the Caribbean or something."
"You jus' ruined me sentimental speech, love." he said.
"Sorry." she laughed. "Well, go ahead, keep on sentimenting."
He cleared his throat and continued. "Anyway, since I get to look at something beautiful all the time, I thought you should 'ave the same pleasure."
"Well, you're not so hard on the eyes yourself, you know." she smiled.
"Another part to that irresistible charm o' mine." he joked.
She smiled. "Thank you, Jack. Really. This is the only thing anyone has ever given to me that means something. Sure, I was given tons of stuff by my parents... Just to shut me up... But this... it means so much... Because when you gave it to me... I knew that you love me." she looked up at him with passionate and truthful eyes.
"O' course I do." Jack said. "Who wouldn'? Which is why I overly protect you and get jealous every time you even speak to another man." she smiled. "As long as you're here love: that's all that matters to me... is that you're here."
You wouldn't think it, but Jack was actually very childish when it came to love. He was innocent somewhere inside that scoundrel heart of his and now that he had Celeste, he was very insecure about the possibility of her not being there with him. Before she came along, he wasn't attached to anything to that extent, but now everything was different.
"Thank you, Jack." she hugged him. He put his arms around her. "Everything is perfect." she sighed. "This fun vacation... seeing England again... being with you... it's all too perfect."
He tilted her chin up so that she gazed into his gorgeous, deep, brown eyes and he gazed into her big, innocent, blue-green ones. He leaned over and kissed her.
He pulled away and she, not really having expected what he just did, was somewhat at a lack of words. She moved her mouth but no sound came out.
"I know. I am good, aren' I?" Jack said with a smirk.
"Oh, shut up." she said, blushing, "I just wasn't expecting it is all." he laughed. "And you say I ruined the moment before!"
"Well, you did." he said. "An' I did this time. There. We're square."
She smiled and looked back at the necklace. She hugged him.
"I just love this." she said. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!" she hugged him tighter.
"Er, you're squashing me, darling--" he hesitated.
"Sorry." she laughed, relaxing her embrace.
"Me internal organs were about to fail me for a moment there." he said. She laughed. He leaned over and kissed her.
Just then, the door opened and Angelina walked in. Jack pushed Celeste away.
"No, darling, this is wrong." he said overdramatically. "Very improper."
"'e's righ', Celeste, 'e's in a lady's room an' all." Angelina said. Celeste stood open-mouthed, her brow furrowed angrily.
"Yes, I'm jus' too moral for me own good, eh?" Jack added.
"Anyway, sorry for bargin' in." Angelina told them. "I'll ask later." she left.
"Jaaack!" Celeste chastised angrily. "You kissed me! I wasn't the one who came on to you!"
"Would you like to be?" he asked, smirking.
She struggled to keep a straight face, but it didn't work -- she laughed.
"You see, darling? It's not so bad to loosen up once in a while." Jack said. "Normally you'd scoff an' turn away."
"Well, there's a first time for everything." Celeste told him. "But don't expect it next time!"
"So... you would like to be?" he asked.
"Be... what?"
"The one who comes on to me." he said with a smirk.
"Well... there is a first time for everything." she said, smiling, and he laughed. She grabbed the neck of his shirt and pulled him into a kiss.
Moments later, the door opened and Angelina barged in once more.
"Are you guys done yet -- oh, bloody 'ell."
Celeste laughed. "Sorry. What is it?" she asked, moving away from Jack.
"Audra's lookin' for you." Angelina told her.
"Alright, thank you." Celeste said. "I'll go to her in a moment.
Angelina left.
"Well, I should be on my way." Celeste yawned. "I'm tired, too..."
"Aye, I'm jus' exhaustin', aren' I?" he said, smiling. "Really work the face muscles, don' I?"
"Jack!" Celeste scolded. "That's obscene!" she scoffed and turned away from him.
"Back to normal." Jack muttered. "You know, I knew at some point you'd stop slappin' me."
"You've misjudged me." she said, and slapped him in the face.
"Whoops, spoke to soon..."
She went to Audra (after she got rid of Jack) and asked what it was that she wanted to talk to her about. It turned out that she just wanted to know what to cook for dinner.
Later, after dinner, Celeste went up on deck and looked out at the city. Jack walked up to her.
"You know, it's such a nice night. I think I'll take a walk." Celeste said.
"Oh, well, I 'ave a few things I need to take care of, so... I can't go with you... Maybe you should jus' stay 'ere." Jack suggested.
"Well, I really feel like taking a walk." she told him. "I'll be fine."
"No, really, darling, I don' think you should--"
"I'll be fine, Jack, I'm not a baby!" Celeste pressed.
"Well... alrigh'..." Jack reluctantly gave in.
And so, Celeste went out for a walk. A while later, she returned to the Pearl to find Jack waiting for her.
"Oh, Jack, you shouldn't have waited up." she said, hugging him.
"No problem, love." he replied. "Besides, I was worried sick about you." he hugged her tighter. She smiled
"You forget, Jack, that I can take perfectly good care of myself." Celeste said.
"Doesn' mean I can't worry about you." he said and ordered the crew to remove the gangplank for the night.
They walked downstairs and Jack escorted Celeste to her room. He opened the door and she stepped inside; he followed.
"Darling," he said, putting his arms around her, "look, don' go wanderin' off alone like that anymore, savvy? No one bothered you, did they?"
"No, they didn't." she replied, smiling.
"Good. You know, I nearly 'ad a nervous breakdown thinkin' 'bout you bein' gone like that." he told her. "Now, promise me you won' go wanderin' off like that again."
"Alright." she smiled. "I promise."
Jack sighed in relief. "That's me girl." He kissed her.
A few moments later, he bid her goodnight and left her room. She shut the door and walked over to her dresser which had a large mirror on top of it. She gazed into it and took her hair down. The moonlight illuminated her room with an eerie blue light; she decided to light her lamp. She crossed over to the other side of the room and lit it.
Behind her, her closet door opened quietly and a tall, muscular man crept out. He came up behind her, covered her mouth, and seized her around the waist. She tried to yell, but was stifled by the hand and thick cloth over her mouth. She struggled: she kicked and fought, but he was far stronger than she was. Try as she might, she could not yell or get free; she put up a fair fight, though.
The man managed to open the door and drag her out of her room. He hauled her up on deck and tied the piece of cloth around her mouth. He pulled out some rope and tied her to the mast so that he could put the gangplank in place.
She thrashed around, whimpering, in attempt to break free of her bonds, but to no avail; the rope just cut into her hands.
The man hurried back to her, having set up the gangplank, and cut the bonds binding her to the mast. He then dragged her off the ship.
On the street connecting to the docks was parked a carriage and two horses. He threw her inside and told the driver to go. With that, the carriage drove off.
After a little while, they arrived at what looked like an old, abandoned, five-story boarding house. The man dragged her inside. As she looked around, she beheld old, dusty furniture and several closed doors. The man pulled the gag off of her and cut the bonds on her wrists.
Suddenly, one of the doors opened and out walked--
"Black!" Celeste gasped. "What on earth -- let me go!"
"I don' think so." Black said calmly. "You see, I 'appen to think that Sparrow deserves some sufferin', an' what better way than this?"
"What!?" Celeste cried. "You're mad! Absolutely batty! Now, let me go before something-something really bad happens!"
"I'm shiverin'." Black said offhandedly. "Take 'er up to my room."
"No!!" she screamed as the large man restrained her; she struggled with all her might. "Jack, help me!!"
Bum bum bum!! Dramatic music! What a cliffhanger, huh? Yeah, I suck, I know. I'm already working on the 3rd one, which will be called Pirates of the Caribbean: The Capture of Thomas Black. I am working diligently, but have run into a bit of writer's block. I've been pulling a Mort Rainey ("this is just bad writing!") quite a lot, so, you know. But I want to get this out to you guys A.S.A.P. I thank you so much for reading my fics and having faith in me! I love writing for you guys! Here's a little hint about the 3rd one: It's gonna break your hearts! But, that's all I'll say. Keep checking back to see if I've put it up yet. It took me a semester to write this one (same with Bounty), so you can measure that way... sort of... Anyway, please review this final chapter. I love you all!