Okay! I finally got a few lawyer suggestions! One said I should ask my
dragon.
Dragon: Can I eat him?
Me: No, you'll get indigestion. Okay, someone else said I should through
him in a tank with sharks. I like that, I'll go get a crane. Hmmm. Might
have to buy the sharks off e-bay...
Lawyer: mmff.
Me: I have you tied and gagged, and you're still bugging me about
disclaimers?
Lawyer: (glares)
Disclaimer: See first 4 chapters.
Dragon: E-bay has a good deal on sharks.
Me: Okay. You all occupy yourselves by reading the next chapter while me
and me dragon buy the stuff to torture the lawyer for your entertainment.
Chapter 6: Storms on Several Fronts
To say that the first few hours after they sailed from Tortuga were busy would be a vast understatement. Kay was completely lost. Everyone seemed to know exactly where to go and what to do without being told, but she had no idea. Will spotted her standing near the rail looking increasingly out of place and uncomfortable. So he called her over to teach her how to work the sails.
A few hours out they were hit by a storm. Kay was kept so busy that the package she had received was driven clear from her mind. Within moments they were all soaked through. Everyone was working fanatically to steer the ship through the storm and keep it afloat. Kay was working with Will and Gibbs, periodically they would grab rope or rail as a wave washed over the deck.
After a time Kay heard Will shout a question to Gibbs over the roar of the storm. "How can we find an island that doesn't exist with a compass that doesn't work?"
"Aye, the compass doesn't point north. But we're not tryin to find north are we?" Gibbs called back. They kept working.
A while after that Gibbs went up to the helm to talk to Jack. Kay followed, desperate for a break, clinging to the stair railing with a death- grip.
"We need to drop sail," she heard Gibbs shout.
"She can hold a bit longer," Jack responded.
"What's in yer head that's put you in such a fine mood captain?"
"We're catching up."
Kay went back down to the deck. The storm lasted for another few hours, then died down. Kay was so exhausted she could hardly stand up straight. She was glad that foresight had made her put on her black tube- top because her white shirt had become all but invisible in all the rain.
Hardly able to see straight, Kay stumbled to her cabin, and fell into the bed in a heap. She was asleep before she actually hit the bed.
She awoke a few hours later feeling refreshed, as dawn was peeking over the horizon. She changed her shirt again, opting for another white one, with sleeves that came just past her elbows. She brushed out her hair, then braided it loosely before tying on her black bandanna.
She walked back out on deck and Will greeted her with a smile. She smiled briefly in return, joining him in lounging by the rail.
"What're we doing?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "Waiting."
Gibbs came over to join them. Kay caught sight of a mast peeking up out of the water. Frowning she leaned over the rail and saw many other similar sights. They were sailing into a ship graveyard. Slightly awed, Kay stared through the morning mist.
"Puts a chill in the bones seein how many honest sailors been claimed by this passage," Gibbs said quietly.
Kay turned and looked up to the helm, where Jack still stood, studying the compass in his hand. Belatedly Kay wondered if he had moved at all since the day before. Will followed her gaze.
"How did Jack come by that compass?" he asked.
"Not much is known about Jack Sparrow before he showed up in Tortuga with a mind to go after the treasure of the Isle de Muerta," said Gibbs, taking a sip from his flask. "That was back before I met him. Back when he was captain of the Black Pearl."
"What?" Will whipped around. Gibbs choked. "He failed to mention that," Will muttered.
"Well he plays things close to the vest now, and a hard learned lesson it was," Gibbs said, deciding to tell the story. "Ye see, three days out in the venture the first mate comes and says if everything is an equal share, that should mean the location of the treasure too, so Jack gives up the bearings. That night, there was a mutiny. They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die, but not before he'd gone mad with hate." A memory sparked in Kay's mind. Standing on a small island and seeing Jack sitting by a small campfire, drinking, grief and anger on his face. She shook off the memory to hear Will speak.
"So that's the reason for all the..." he did a short drunken impression.
"Reason ain't got nothin to do with it." Gibbs knelt down and motioned for Kay and Will to do the same. "You see, when a pirate's marooned he's given a pistol with a single shot. Well that won't do no good for huntin nor to be rescued, but after three weeks of starvin belly and thirst that pistol starts to look real friendly. But Jack escaped the island, and he still has that one shot. Oh but he won't use it, save on one person. His mutinous first mate."
"Barbossa," proclaimed Will, putting it together. Gibbs nodded.
"How did Jack get off the island?" Kay asked
"Well ye see, he waded out into the shallows and waited there tree days and three nights until all manners of sea creatures came acclimatin into his presence. Then he lashed himself a couple of sea turtles and made a raft," proclaimed Gibbs.
"Sea turtles," said Kay in a dry voice. That was a load of BS if she ever heard one.
"What did he use for rope?" asked Will, extremely skeptical.
Gibbs looked stumped for a moment, then he looked up at a point over Will's shoulder. Kay turned to see Jack standing there.
"Human hair," Jack answered Will's question. "From my back." Gibbs was nodding, looking satisfied. Kay stood and shook her head. Gibbs was a good guy, but he needed to be a little less gullible.
"Kay, the kid, and I are going to shore," Jack said. Kay was startled. Why was she going? She wasn't going to complain though, it was better than being left on the ship.
Gibbs walked over to Jack. "What should we do if the worst is to happen?" he asked.
"Keep to the code," Jack told him. Will shot Kay a confused look. She gave him an "I'll explain later" look.
The three of them climbed into the rowboat, which was lowered into the calm waters. They rowed in silence for a while until Kay finally asked, "Why are you taking me along?"
"It was part of our agreement, luv, remember?" Jack asked. Kay frowned. "I was to take you with me. I can't do that and hold up our agreement by leaving ye on the ship, now can I?"
Kay sighed. "No, I guess you can't." But the answer he gave didn't feel right to her. Her end of the deal had been to get Jack out of jail, but Will had done that, so Jack's deal with her was null and void. But he had still brought her with him, and was now refusing to leave her on the ship. To her it seemed that he was making excuses to keep her near him. That scared her. He couldn't get attached to her! He'd wind up getting hurt. Not only that but Kay was finding it harder and harder to ignore her feelings for him. The walls that she had spent years reinforcing were beginning to crack, despite her desperate efforts to shore them up. She needed to distance herself from him but he was making it impossible to do so. She wrapped her arms around herself, glad that Jack had his back to her as she tried, and failed, to control her emotions.
They sailed into a cave after a bit, Will holding a lantern so they would see where they were going. Kay almost wished they were sailing in the dark, for the cavern was littered with skeletons.
"What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?" Will asked, after a while of silence.
"Pirates code," answered Jack. "Any man-"
"-who falls behind is left behind," finished Kay, still staring at the skeletons. The other two turned to look at her, surprised.
"She's right," said Jack, shrugging.
"No heroes among thieves," Will muttered.
"You know for a man with such a bleak outlook on pirates you're well on your way to becoming one yourself," Jack told him. "You sprang a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga, and you're completely obsessed with treasure," he said, watching as Will gazed, fascinated, at the gold littering the floor under the water. Will quickly looked away and responded angrily as they got out of the boat.
"That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure,"
"Not all treasure is silver and gold mate," Jack responded. Will saw him glance at Kay out of the corner of his eye. Surprised, he turned to look at the girl, then heard someone speak above the rise of voices in the cavern and turned to look over the pile of gold they were standing next to. Barbossa was speaking to the assembled pirates, standing behind a stone chest with a terrified Elizabeth next to him. (Too lazy to type out his speech. I'm sure none of you mind.) He placed the gold medallion in Elizabeth's palm, and brought up his knife. Will tried to scramble over the pile of gold to get to her, but Jack pulled him back with a command of "Not yet! You wait for the opportune moment." Kay watched as Barbossa cut Elizabeth's palm, then dropped the medallion into the chest, while listening to Will's scathing response.
"When's that? When it's of most profit to you?" Kay turned and followed them off a ways. Jack suddenly turned to face Will.
"Let me ask you something. Have I ever given you reason not to trust me?" he asked, then almost pleaded. "Do us a favor. I know it's difficult for you, but, stay here, and try not to do anything... stupid" He turned to Kay, who was clutching her arms, her face so expressionless that he knew inside she was wrestling a storm of emotions. Will followed his gaze, then heard Jack whisper, "And watch out for the girl, will you? Don't let her get herself into trouble." Then he walked off.
Will teetered, wanting to follow but wanting to do as asked and watch Kay. He glanced at her and he too, could see past the emotionless mask that she wore. She's not going anywhere, he decided. He picked up an oar and went after Jack.
Kay didn't notice. When she finally managed to get her emotions subdued, she looked up and saw that both men were gone. Surprised, and slightly panicky, she set off up the passageway. She was met by Will, who had Elizabeth in tow. Will grabbed Kay's upper arm and pulled her along.
"Where's Jack?" Kay hissed. Will didn't answer. "Where is he?' Kay asked again, voice getting slightly shrill. She tugged out of Will's grip, but before she could turn back for the passage, he let go of Elizabeth and seized her from behind, wrapping an arm around her chest.
"Jack told me to look after you," he pleaded. "We need to go!" She didn't make it easier for him, continuing to struggle against his grip. A very confused Elizabeth was watching the scene.
"Then go. I'm falling behind," Kay hissed. "So leave me behind! But I'm not leaving him!" she rammed an elbow into Will's chest. He gasped, and Kay managed to pull out of his loosened grip and pelt back up the passage. She ignored Will, who was shouting after her swiftly retreating form.
Will: Will snuck up behind Jack and whacked him over the back of the head with the oar he carried. He dropped the oar next to Jack and told his still form "I'm sorry Jack, but I'm not going to be your leverage."
He slipped quietly around treasure piles, then lowered himself into the water. He swam over to where Elizabeth was lying in a crumpled heap and placed a hand over her mouth, waking her. She took a fearful look around, then slipped into the water after him, grabbing something from the ground next to her as she followed him.
Will pulled her along, away from the frantically searching pirates, and back into the passage he had come from. He was startled when he met Kay at the start of the tunnel.
"Where's Jack?" she hissed. His insides gave a guilty squirm. He grabbed her arm with his free hand and pulled her along behind him, not answering her question. She started to struggle. "Where is he?" she demanded. They were almost at the boat when she managed to tug out of his hand. He released Elizabeth to grab Kay around the chest.
"Jack told me to look after you," he pleaded. Will had grown to think of Kay as a friend over the past few days. He didn't want to see her get hurt. And he felt guilty about leaving Jack, the least he could do was watch out for Kay for him. "We need to go," he continued to plead.
"Then go," Kay hissed, her voice deadly. "I'm falling behind, so leave me behind! But I'm not leaving him!" She rammed her elbow into his chest, and Will gasped, fighting for air. His hold on her weakened and she pulled away, sprinting up the passage. Will called after her frantically, but she ignored him. Will was torn, he needed to get himself and Elizabeth out of there, but he wanted desperately to go after Kay.
Agonized, he grabbed Elizabeth and pulled her into a boat. He wouldn't do Kay any good if got himself and Elizabeth killed.
Kay: Kay sprinted up the passage. She had to find Jack. If he got hurt it would be her fault, because she was growing to like him so much. Those she loved got hurt. She hoped Will would listen to sense and leave.
She skidded around a corner and saw Jack, standing rather drunkenly to the side. She stopped nest to him, and found herself face to face with the barrel of a pistol. Wide eyed, Kay whirled to run back the way she had come, but found several more pirates blocking her path. Panicked, Kay wished that she had stayed with Will. She didn't want to die. Jack put a hand on her shoulder, and she turned around.
"Purley," Jack said. Everyone looked at him. He started muttering under his breath. "Parsnip, parsley, par..."
Kay realized what he was trying to say. "Parley!" she called in a shrill voice.
"Ah, that's the one! Parley!" said Jack happily. He gave Kay's shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
The pirate in front of her looked disappointed and angry. "Parley?" he whined. "Damn it to the depths with whatever muttenhead thought up parley."
Jack pushed his gun down. "That would be the French. Inventors of mayonnaise you know."
"I like mayonnaise," said the pirate.
"Shame about the French really," continued Jack. "Eunuchs, all of them." Kay laughed shakily.
The pirates, keeping their guns out, marched Jack and Kay out into the larger part of the cave. They were quickly surrounded by every pirate there, and then Barbossa walked forward to confront them. He looked surprised and angry to see Jack.
"How in blazes did you get off that island?" he snarled.
"When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land you forgot one very important thing mate," Jack told him. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," he said, as if that were a blindingly obvious answer.
I see," said Barbossa. "Well I won't be making that mistake again. Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow." There was a chorus of affirmative sounds. "Kill him," said Barbossa coldly, turning away. Kay panicked.
"The girls blood didn't work, did it?" called Jack calmly. Barbossa froze.
"Hold your fire," he snarled angrily, turning back around. The pirates all lowered their guns, clearly upset at being told not to shoot.
"You know whose blood I need," said Barbossa coldly.
Jack smirked like a cat with a bowl of cream. "I know whose blood you need," he said.
"Take them to the ship," Barbossa grumbled. Then he stalked off.
Jack and Kay were "escorted" to the rowboats, and several pirates were sent to swim out and search for the oars which Will appeared to have taken. Kay silently cheered his smart thinking.
"I thought I told that kid to look out for you," Jack muttered to her.
"I don't need to be looked after," Kay responded. "Besides, it's kinda hard to keep a grip on someone desperately trying to get away when you get the wind knocked out of you."
Jack looked down at Kay, surprised. "You fought off the kid to come back here? Why?"
Kay was looking at the floor, but Jack could see the glimmer of tears in her eyes. "I couldn't just leave you here. If you had gotten hurt it would have been my fault," she whispered.
"You couldn't have stopped Will, luv" Jack told her quietly.
She shook her head. "No it's not that. It's me." And she refused to say anything more. Soon the pirates returned with a bunch of the oars. Jack and Kay were seated in one of the boats, and rowed out to the Pearl. During the ride Jack kept staring at Kay, wondering why she had come running back after him, and why she was so certain that it would have been her fault if he had been killed. He could tell that her emotions were agony, and he was determined to help her however he had to.
It was ironic, he thought. He had become a pirate because he had no other love but the sea. He had been with more girls than he could remember, and cared for them no more than one-time acquaintances. Yet this girl shows up and within two days he had fallen so deeply in love with her he could no longer see the surface.
Okay! I hope you liked this update. Sure took me long enough to write. I'm gonna try to write more this weekend. The last week in school was HELL! My teachers seemed to think that stuffing work up our noses was fine, so I had no time to write at all! So I'll try to do more this weekend, and if the workload is lighter this week I'll get in another segment before Friday. Dragon: the shark tank is here. Me: Yippie! I'll go set it up. Please review while I set up my lawyer torturing shark tank. (Evil grin) I like this suggestion. Thank you to the reviewer who made it!
Chapter 6: Storms on Several Fronts
To say that the first few hours after they sailed from Tortuga were busy would be a vast understatement. Kay was completely lost. Everyone seemed to know exactly where to go and what to do without being told, but she had no idea. Will spotted her standing near the rail looking increasingly out of place and uncomfortable. So he called her over to teach her how to work the sails.
A few hours out they were hit by a storm. Kay was kept so busy that the package she had received was driven clear from her mind. Within moments they were all soaked through. Everyone was working fanatically to steer the ship through the storm and keep it afloat. Kay was working with Will and Gibbs, periodically they would grab rope or rail as a wave washed over the deck.
After a time Kay heard Will shout a question to Gibbs over the roar of the storm. "How can we find an island that doesn't exist with a compass that doesn't work?"
"Aye, the compass doesn't point north. But we're not tryin to find north are we?" Gibbs called back. They kept working.
A while after that Gibbs went up to the helm to talk to Jack. Kay followed, desperate for a break, clinging to the stair railing with a death- grip.
"We need to drop sail," she heard Gibbs shout.
"She can hold a bit longer," Jack responded.
"What's in yer head that's put you in such a fine mood captain?"
"We're catching up."
Kay went back down to the deck. The storm lasted for another few hours, then died down. Kay was so exhausted she could hardly stand up straight. She was glad that foresight had made her put on her black tube- top because her white shirt had become all but invisible in all the rain.
Hardly able to see straight, Kay stumbled to her cabin, and fell into the bed in a heap. She was asleep before she actually hit the bed.
She awoke a few hours later feeling refreshed, as dawn was peeking over the horizon. She changed her shirt again, opting for another white one, with sleeves that came just past her elbows. She brushed out her hair, then braided it loosely before tying on her black bandanna.
She walked back out on deck and Will greeted her with a smile. She smiled briefly in return, joining him in lounging by the rail.
"What're we doing?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "Waiting."
Gibbs came over to join them. Kay caught sight of a mast peeking up out of the water. Frowning she leaned over the rail and saw many other similar sights. They were sailing into a ship graveyard. Slightly awed, Kay stared through the morning mist.
"Puts a chill in the bones seein how many honest sailors been claimed by this passage," Gibbs said quietly.
Kay turned and looked up to the helm, where Jack still stood, studying the compass in his hand. Belatedly Kay wondered if he had moved at all since the day before. Will followed her gaze.
"How did Jack come by that compass?" he asked.
"Not much is known about Jack Sparrow before he showed up in Tortuga with a mind to go after the treasure of the Isle de Muerta," said Gibbs, taking a sip from his flask. "That was back before I met him. Back when he was captain of the Black Pearl."
"What?" Will whipped around. Gibbs choked. "He failed to mention that," Will muttered.
"Well he plays things close to the vest now, and a hard learned lesson it was," Gibbs said, deciding to tell the story. "Ye see, three days out in the venture the first mate comes and says if everything is an equal share, that should mean the location of the treasure too, so Jack gives up the bearings. That night, there was a mutiny. They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die, but not before he'd gone mad with hate." A memory sparked in Kay's mind. Standing on a small island and seeing Jack sitting by a small campfire, drinking, grief and anger on his face. She shook off the memory to hear Will speak.
"So that's the reason for all the..." he did a short drunken impression.
"Reason ain't got nothin to do with it." Gibbs knelt down and motioned for Kay and Will to do the same. "You see, when a pirate's marooned he's given a pistol with a single shot. Well that won't do no good for huntin nor to be rescued, but after three weeks of starvin belly and thirst that pistol starts to look real friendly. But Jack escaped the island, and he still has that one shot. Oh but he won't use it, save on one person. His mutinous first mate."
"Barbossa," proclaimed Will, putting it together. Gibbs nodded.
"How did Jack get off the island?" Kay asked
"Well ye see, he waded out into the shallows and waited there tree days and three nights until all manners of sea creatures came acclimatin into his presence. Then he lashed himself a couple of sea turtles and made a raft," proclaimed Gibbs.
"Sea turtles," said Kay in a dry voice. That was a load of BS if she ever heard one.
"What did he use for rope?" asked Will, extremely skeptical.
Gibbs looked stumped for a moment, then he looked up at a point over Will's shoulder. Kay turned to see Jack standing there.
"Human hair," Jack answered Will's question. "From my back." Gibbs was nodding, looking satisfied. Kay stood and shook her head. Gibbs was a good guy, but he needed to be a little less gullible.
"Kay, the kid, and I are going to shore," Jack said. Kay was startled. Why was she going? She wasn't going to complain though, it was better than being left on the ship.
Gibbs walked over to Jack. "What should we do if the worst is to happen?" he asked.
"Keep to the code," Jack told him. Will shot Kay a confused look. She gave him an "I'll explain later" look.
The three of them climbed into the rowboat, which was lowered into the calm waters. They rowed in silence for a while until Kay finally asked, "Why are you taking me along?"
"It was part of our agreement, luv, remember?" Jack asked. Kay frowned. "I was to take you with me. I can't do that and hold up our agreement by leaving ye on the ship, now can I?"
Kay sighed. "No, I guess you can't." But the answer he gave didn't feel right to her. Her end of the deal had been to get Jack out of jail, but Will had done that, so Jack's deal with her was null and void. But he had still brought her with him, and was now refusing to leave her on the ship. To her it seemed that he was making excuses to keep her near him. That scared her. He couldn't get attached to her! He'd wind up getting hurt. Not only that but Kay was finding it harder and harder to ignore her feelings for him. The walls that she had spent years reinforcing were beginning to crack, despite her desperate efforts to shore them up. She needed to distance herself from him but he was making it impossible to do so. She wrapped her arms around herself, glad that Jack had his back to her as she tried, and failed, to control her emotions.
They sailed into a cave after a bit, Will holding a lantern so they would see where they were going. Kay almost wished they were sailing in the dark, for the cavern was littered with skeletons.
"What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?" Will asked, after a while of silence.
"Pirates code," answered Jack. "Any man-"
"-who falls behind is left behind," finished Kay, still staring at the skeletons. The other two turned to look at her, surprised.
"She's right," said Jack, shrugging.
"No heroes among thieves," Will muttered.
"You know for a man with such a bleak outlook on pirates you're well on your way to becoming one yourself," Jack told him. "You sprang a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga, and you're completely obsessed with treasure," he said, watching as Will gazed, fascinated, at the gold littering the floor under the water. Will quickly looked away and responded angrily as they got out of the boat.
"That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure,"
"Not all treasure is silver and gold mate," Jack responded. Will saw him glance at Kay out of the corner of his eye. Surprised, he turned to look at the girl, then heard someone speak above the rise of voices in the cavern and turned to look over the pile of gold they were standing next to. Barbossa was speaking to the assembled pirates, standing behind a stone chest with a terrified Elizabeth next to him. (Too lazy to type out his speech. I'm sure none of you mind.) He placed the gold medallion in Elizabeth's palm, and brought up his knife. Will tried to scramble over the pile of gold to get to her, but Jack pulled him back with a command of "Not yet! You wait for the opportune moment." Kay watched as Barbossa cut Elizabeth's palm, then dropped the medallion into the chest, while listening to Will's scathing response.
"When's that? When it's of most profit to you?" Kay turned and followed them off a ways. Jack suddenly turned to face Will.
"Let me ask you something. Have I ever given you reason not to trust me?" he asked, then almost pleaded. "Do us a favor. I know it's difficult for you, but, stay here, and try not to do anything... stupid" He turned to Kay, who was clutching her arms, her face so expressionless that he knew inside she was wrestling a storm of emotions. Will followed his gaze, then heard Jack whisper, "And watch out for the girl, will you? Don't let her get herself into trouble." Then he walked off.
Will teetered, wanting to follow but wanting to do as asked and watch Kay. He glanced at her and he too, could see past the emotionless mask that she wore. She's not going anywhere, he decided. He picked up an oar and went after Jack.
Kay didn't notice. When she finally managed to get her emotions subdued, she looked up and saw that both men were gone. Surprised, and slightly panicky, she set off up the passageway. She was met by Will, who had Elizabeth in tow. Will grabbed Kay's upper arm and pulled her along.
"Where's Jack?" Kay hissed. Will didn't answer. "Where is he?' Kay asked again, voice getting slightly shrill. She tugged out of Will's grip, but before she could turn back for the passage, he let go of Elizabeth and seized her from behind, wrapping an arm around her chest.
"Jack told me to look after you," he pleaded. "We need to go!" She didn't make it easier for him, continuing to struggle against his grip. A very confused Elizabeth was watching the scene.
"Then go. I'm falling behind," Kay hissed. "So leave me behind! But I'm not leaving him!" she rammed an elbow into Will's chest. He gasped, and Kay managed to pull out of his loosened grip and pelt back up the passage. She ignored Will, who was shouting after her swiftly retreating form.
Will: Will snuck up behind Jack and whacked him over the back of the head with the oar he carried. He dropped the oar next to Jack and told his still form "I'm sorry Jack, but I'm not going to be your leverage."
He slipped quietly around treasure piles, then lowered himself into the water. He swam over to where Elizabeth was lying in a crumpled heap and placed a hand over her mouth, waking her. She took a fearful look around, then slipped into the water after him, grabbing something from the ground next to her as she followed him.
Will pulled her along, away from the frantically searching pirates, and back into the passage he had come from. He was startled when he met Kay at the start of the tunnel.
"Where's Jack?" she hissed. His insides gave a guilty squirm. He grabbed her arm with his free hand and pulled her along behind him, not answering her question. She started to struggle. "Where is he?" she demanded. They were almost at the boat when she managed to tug out of his hand. He released Elizabeth to grab Kay around the chest.
"Jack told me to look after you," he pleaded. Will had grown to think of Kay as a friend over the past few days. He didn't want to see her get hurt. And he felt guilty about leaving Jack, the least he could do was watch out for Kay for him. "We need to go," he continued to plead.
"Then go," Kay hissed, her voice deadly. "I'm falling behind, so leave me behind! But I'm not leaving him!" She rammed her elbow into his chest, and Will gasped, fighting for air. His hold on her weakened and she pulled away, sprinting up the passage. Will called after her frantically, but she ignored him. Will was torn, he needed to get himself and Elizabeth out of there, but he wanted desperately to go after Kay.
Agonized, he grabbed Elizabeth and pulled her into a boat. He wouldn't do Kay any good if got himself and Elizabeth killed.
Kay: Kay sprinted up the passage. She had to find Jack. If he got hurt it would be her fault, because she was growing to like him so much. Those she loved got hurt. She hoped Will would listen to sense and leave.
She skidded around a corner and saw Jack, standing rather drunkenly to the side. She stopped nest to him, and found herself face to face with the barrel of a pistol. Wide eyed, Kay whirled to run back the way she had come, but found several more pirates blocking her path. Panicked, Kay wished that she had stayed with Will. She didn't want to die. Jack put a hand on her shoulder, and she turned around.
"Purley," Jack said. Everyone looked at him. He started muttering under his breath. "Parsnip, parsley, par..."
Kay realized what he was trying to say. "Parley!" she called in a shrill voice.
"Ah, that's the one! Parley!" said Jack happily. He gave Kay's shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
The pirate in front of her looked disappointed and angry. "Parley?" he whined. "Damn it to the depths with whatever muttenhead thought up parley."
Jack pushed his gun down. "That would be the French. Inventors of mayonnaise you know."
"I like mayonnaise," said the pirate.
"Shame about the French really," continued Jack. "Eunuchs, all of them." Kay laughed shakily.
The pirates, keeping their guns out, marched Jack and Kay out into the larger part of the cave. They were quickly surrounded by every pirate there, and then Barbossa walked forward to confront them. He looked surprised and angry to see Jack.
"How in blazes did you get off that island?" he snarled.
"When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land you forgot one very important thing mate," Jack told him. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," he said, as if that were a blindingly obvious answer.
I see," said Barbossa. "Well I won't be making that mistake again. Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow." There was a chorus of affirmative sounds. "Kill him," said Barbossa coldly, turning away. Kay panicked.
"The girls blood didn't work, did it?" called Jack calmly. Barbossa froze.
"Hold your fire," he snarled angrily, turning back around. The pirates all lowered their guns, clearly upset at being told not to shoot.
"You know whose blood I need," said Barbossa coldly.
Jack smirked like a cat with a bowl of cream. "I know whose blood you need," he said.
"Take them to the ship," Barbossa grumbled. Then he stalked off.
Jack and Kay were "escorted" to the rowboats, and several pirates were sent to swim out and search for the oars which Will appeared to have taken. Kay silently cheered his smart thinking.
"I thought I told that kid to look out for you," Jack muttered to her.
"I don't need to be looked after," Kay responded. "Besides, it's kinda hard to keep a grip on someone desperately trying to get away when you get the wind knocked out of you."
Jack looked down at Kay, surprised. "You fought off the kid to come back here? Why?"
Kay was looking at the floor, but Jack could see the glimmer of tears in her eyes. "I couldn't just leave you here. If you had gotten hurt it would have been my fault," she whispered.
"You couldn't have stopped Will, luv" Jack told her quietly.
She shook her head. "No it's not that. It's me." And she refused to say anything more. Soon the pirates returned with a bunch of the oars. Jack and Kay were seated in one of the boats, and rowed out to the Pearl. During the ride Jack kept staring at Kay, wondering why she had come running back after him, and why she was so certain that it would have been her fault if he had been killed. He could tell that her emotions were agony, and he was determined to help her however he had to.
It was ironic, he thought. He had become a pirate because he had no other love but the sea. He had been with more girls than he could remember, and cared for them no more than one-time acquaintances. Yet this girl shows up and within two days he had fallen so deeply in love with her he could no longer see the surface.
Okay! I hope you liked this update. Sure took me long enough to write. I'm gonna try to write more this weekend. The last week in school was HELL! My teachers seemed to think that stuffing work up our noses was fine, so I had no time to write at all! So I'll try to do more this weekend, and if the workload is lighter this week I'll get in another segment before Friday. Dragon: the shark tank is here. Me: Yippie! I'll go set it up. Please review while I set up my lawyer torturing shark tank. (Evil grin) I like this suggestion. Thank you to the reviewer who made it!