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Chapter 10: Broken Walls Jack: Jack had given the soldiers the headings to Isle de Muerta, giving them his compass so they wouldn't get lost. It was night now, and they were finally anchored a ways from the island. Hearing soft footsteps behind him, Jack turned and saw Elizabeth walking towards him. With a glance at him Elizabeth stopped next to him and leaned on the ship's rail, staring longingly out at the island.
"Where's Kay?" he asked her.
"My room," she said shortly, not elaborating. Before he could say anything else Elizabeth commented, "You didn't tell him about the curse." She was referring obviously, to Norrington.
"I notice neither did you. For the same reasons I imagine."
"He wouldn't have risked it," Elizabeth muttered.
(ARGH! Why was this a deleted scene!? I can't remember what they said next! I HATE being forced to improvise!)
"Don't get me wrong, I admire a person who's willing to do whatever it takes," said Jack. Elizabeth glanced at him, smiling slightly. They both stood in silence for a few more minutes, then hearing footsteps they turned to see the Commodore. He tossed Jack his compass.
"With me Sparrow," he commanded. Jack followed him to one of the rowboats, where several soldiers were already seated. Jack was about to climb in when someone called out.
"Wait!" The voice was quiet, but firm, and both Jack and Norington turned in surprise to see Kay standing behind them. "I'm coming with," she announced calmly.
Jack glanced sideways at the commodore who had opened his mouth to protest. But he made the mistake of looking Kay in the eyes again. He immediately started shifting uncomfortably, turning his gaze hastily away.
"If you must," he muttered in defeat.
"Kay nodded to him. "Thank you." Jack climbed into the rowboat, Kay following him, and Norrington climbing in last. Jack glanced sideways at Kay once they were seated. There was something different in her manner, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. But when she glanced at him sideways he saw something in her eyes he had almost never thought to see. Hope.
Kay: The boat was stopped just off the rocks of Isle de Muerta. The commodore was peering through his telescope at the cave.
"I don't care for the situation," he admitted. "Any attempt to storm the caves could turn into an ambush."
"Not if you're the ones doing the ambushing," Jack told him. "I can go into the cave and convince Barbossa and his men to row out in they're little boats. Then you and your men blast the bejesus out of them with your little cannons, aye? What've you got to lose?" he asked, laying his hand on the commodore's shoulder in a friendly manner.
"Nothing I'd lament being rid of," hissed Norrington, plucking Jack's hand off his arm. Kay turned away to hide her smile.
"To be quite honest with you," Jack said, suddenly faking concern, "there is still a danger to the futer Mrs. Commodore." Kay glanced at Jack again, then shook her head.
They rowed back to the ship and the soldiers climbed out. Kay shifted to the far side of the boat. Norrington turned and spotted her, then reached a hand to assist her up. She merely looked at him again. Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Norrington dropped his hand.
"Miss are you sure you don't want to remain safely on the ship?" he asked, not looking at her.
"I can take care of myself," Kay answered quietly. Norrington nearly shot himself up the ladder, clearly eager to be out of Kay's gaze.
Jack turned to look at her. "You sure you don't want to stay luv?" he asked.
He saw her left hand finger at her pocket. "I'm sure," she said. Her eyes looked distant and sad. "I know what I'm doing now."
Without another word, Jack picked up the oars and rowed them back to the island. Neither said another word the whole way there. Kay was too lost in thought, and Jack to uncomfortable to break the silence.
They reached the cave, and Kay suddenly seemed to come awake. She glanced around nervously, as if suddenly questioning her choice to come, clearly remembering the last time they had been there. Then she looked over at Jack, biting her lip. She reached over to her left pocket again, seeming to gather strength from whatever she carried, for she calmed down.
They beached the boat, then hurried through the passageway to the cave. Will was standing over the chest of gold and Barbossa had his knife raised. Only a gentle squeeze on her arm from Jack kept Kay from shouting out. Jack navigated them through the crowd of pirates swiftly, muttering apologies as he pushed people out of the way. The cheering gradually died down as he was noticed.
Barbossa, who had his knife to Will's throat, glanced up to se why the cheering had stopped. His eyes rested on Jack.
"Not possible," he breathed.
"Not probable," Jack corrected.
Barbossa finally found his senses. "Shut up!" he snapped. "You're next." He moved the knife to Will's throat again.
"You don't want to be doing that," Jack said confidentially.
"No I really think I do," Barbossa growled.
Jack shrugged, as if he didn't care. "You're funeral," he commented.
Rolling his eyes, Barbossa lowered his knife and asked, "And why don't I want to be doing this?"
Jack smiled triumphantly. "Because the HMS Dauntless, pride of the Royal Navy, is anchored just offshore, waiting for you."
There was scared murmuring throughout the cave. Kay followed Jack to stand in front of Barbossa. Will was staring at her in surprise. As Jack talked, Kay couldn't help but grin at him. "Miss me?" she whispered. He continued to look as if someone had hit him over the head with something hard and heavy. She hadn't listened to what Jack had said, but now she turned to see how Barbossa would respond. He looked thoughtful.
"I suppose in exchange you want me to not kill the whelp?"
"No, no, no. It's by all means, kill the whelp. Just, not yet. Wait for the opportune moment," he said, glancing significantly at Will. He scooped a handful of coins. "For instance, after you're killed Norington's men." He dropped a coin into the chest with a clink. "Every." Clink. "Last." Clink. "One." Clink.
Barbossa looked at Jack thoughtfully for a moment before announcing, "I want fifty percent of yer plunder."
"Fifteen."
"Thirty."
"Twenty-five. And I'll buy you the hat. A really big hat. Commodore."
Barbossa glanced over at Kay, who struggled to repress a shudder. Jack followed his gaze.
"The lass isn't part of the deal," he said aggressively. Barbossa shrugged and stretched out his hand.
"We have an accord."
Jack whirled to face the assembled pirates. "All hands to the boats!" he cried. Then he glanced sideways at Barbossa. "Apologies," he muttered. "You give the orders."
Barbossa smirked. "Gents, take a walk." The pirates grinned and began to file out.
"Not to the boats?" Jack asked, then shot a worried look at Kay.
Kay, realizing what would happen when the undead pirates reached the unsuspecting Dauntless, began to panic, swallowing hard to keep from screaming out. Jack tugged gently on her arm, and pulled her off to examine the treasure. Barbossa and the three others who remained in the cave moved away from the chest and went to stand nearer to the water. Barbossa dragged Will with him.
Jack squeezed Kay's arm again as he inspected a jeweled crown. "Don't worry luv," he muttered. Kay glanced at him sideways, wondering how he could remain so damn calm through everything. They poked around the cave for a bit, and Kay placed the location of a sword in the treasure pile. Jack was inspecting a gold statue when Barbossa spoke again.
"You know Jack I thought I had you figured. Turns out You're a hard man to predict."
"Me?" asked Jack. He gave Kay a gentle shove in the direction of the sword. "I'm dishonest, honestly. It's the honest ones you've got to watch out for because you can never tell when they're going to do something incredibly. Stupid." He looked meaningfully at Will, then kicked a pirate in the rear, sending him splashing into the water, grabbing his sword and tossing it to Will, while he grabbed his own and leapt to face off with Barbossa. Kay grabbed the sword out of the pile and rushed over to Will, cutting his bindings quickly. He grabbed up the sword Jack had tossed to him, and they turned to fight the other three pirates in the cave.
For a while they did fine, Kay blessing the years she had spent when younger learning to fence. She leaped down into the water, hoping to draw one of the pirates away form Will. She glanced over at Jack in time to see him stab Barbossa through the chest. Kay felt like cheering. Then Barbossa pulled the sword out his own chest and stabbed Jack. Kay shrieked suddenly in fear and anguish. She watched as Jack staggered back into the moonlight, and instantly turned into a skeleton. Kay vaguely remembered when he had picked up a handful of the cursed gold. She watched as he flicked one through his fingers. As the two cursed pirates went at it again, Kay turned in time to see Will fall into the water.
"I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain!" growled a pirate.
"You like pain?" asked a new voice. Kay watched in shock as Elizabeth stepped out and whacked the pirate over the head with a pole. "Try wearing a corset." She said in satisfaction. Kay ran over to them as they turned to look at Jack and Barbossa.
"Whose side is Jack on?" queried Elizabeth.
"At the moment?" Will shrugged. The three of them ran fight the pirates, eventually skewering the three on Elizabeth's pole. Kay snagged a bomb off one of them, lit it, and handed it to Will who shoved it into the skeleton of the middle pirate. The three pushed them out of the moonlight and backed up.
"No fair," said the pirate weakly, just before the bomb went off. They scattered, and out of the corner of her eye Kay saw Jack cut his hand and toss his bloodied coin to Will, who caught it and raced for the stone chest. Kay focused her gaze on Barbossa who aimed his pistol at Elizabeth. A shot rang through the cavern.
Kay saw Elizabeth step off the rock she stood on, shaken, but unhurt. Confused Kay looked to Jack, who had a smoking pistol pointed at Barbossa's chest.
"Ten years you carry that pistol and now you waste yer shot?" Barbossa asked scathingly.
"He didn't waste it!" announced Will. Kay looked at him. He held a bloody knife in one hand, whit the other he dropped a bloody gold coin into the chest.
Barbossa scrambled to open his coat, staring in horror at the spreading stain of red on his white shirt. He glanced up. "I feel." A strange look crossed his face. "Cold." He collapsed backwards, an apple falling from his dead hand. Kay vaguely wondered how he had managed to fight and hold on to it.
In a daze Kay stumbled through the water and started to climb up the rocks to where Jack was. He extended a hand to her. Kay reached to take it then paused. She knew he wasn't just offering her a hand up, he was offering so much more. She stared, shaking now, at the extended offer, wondering whether she dared accept. Will and Elizabeth watched her with desperate expressions, both silently urging her to take Jack's hand. Jack didn't move. Kay swallowed.
I will leave you with this piece of advice.
Should she take it?
Trust your heart.
Dare she? Dare she do that?
Always trust your heart because your heart never leads you wrong.
But every time she listened to her heart, those she loved got hurt or killed. How could she listen now?
In the end, it'll bring you to safe ground if you just let your heart guide you.
Kay wavered, trembling visibly, tears running silent tracks down her cheeks. She had been hurt so many times before. Her heart had suffered so many blows. If it was willing to trust again, after all that, shouldn't she let it?
Kay closed her eyes. Then slowly placed her hand in Jack's and let him pull her up. Kay opened her eyes and smiled, the last of her walls crumbling down around her into dust. Jack pulled her close, smiling in relief as he gently kissed the top of her head.
From where they were standing Will and Elizabeth also sighed in relief, happy that Kay was finally ready to trust again. Then they turned to look at each other.
Jack finally released Kay, keeping one hand on her shoulder as he stepped back, grinning mischievously.
"Looks like we're the new owners of all this," he said, gesturing around. "What say we help ourselves?" Kay laughed, the first true, honest laugh she had made in years that didn't hold a trace of sorrow.
"Yes let's," the said, still giggling as she trailed after Jack. They rooted through the piles, Jack putting on a ton of jewelry, and a crown, which made Kay burst out in fresh laughter. He seemed to be searching for something in particular. Kay rooted through a pile in front of her, admiring, but not actually taking anything. Then Jack took her left hand suddenly, and slipped something on her finger. Startled, Kay stared at her hand, and at the small diamond ring nestled snuggly on her ring finger.
She glanced up at Jack, who reached over and placed his hand against her cheek. She let him pull her forward gently to place a kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arm around his neck, not letting him pull away as she kissed him back.
We must make quite a sight, she thought with a smile. They finally broke apart, sharing a smile, then turned and walked over to Will and Elizabeth. Kay was startled to see Elizabeth walking away in tears.
"If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it," Kay heard Jack say to Will. "Now I'll be much obliged if you'd drop us off at my ship." Jack took Kay by the arm and they all walked to the rowboat.
When they reached open water Kay instantly knew something was wrong. Elizabeth looked miserable. Panicking, Kay frantically scanned the water, but only saw one ship floating there.
"I'm sorry Jack," Elizabeth said miserably.
"They've done what's right by them," Jack said in resignation. "Can't expect more than that." He glanced at Kay. She was watching him with wide, frightened eyes. He couldn't help feeling, however far the situation had been from his hands that he had let her down.
Whew! Done. The oven is still ready, so reviewers please request your favorite cookies. Um, okay. Dragon: just ask. Me: Okay! I've been on this site for several months now, and no matter how hard I try I can't figure out exactly what a Marry Sue is! Could somebody please enlighten me? Thank you.
Chapter 10: Broken Walls Jack: Jack had given the soldiers the headings to Isle de Muerta, giving them his compass so they wouldn't get lost. It was night now, and they were finally anchored a ways from the island. Hearing soft footsteps behind him, Jack turned and saw Elizabeth walking towards him. With a glance at him Elizabeth stopped next to him and leaned on the ship's rail, staring longingly out at the island.
"Where's Kay?" he asked her.
"My room," she said shortly, not elaborating. Before he could say anything else Elizabeth commented, "You didn't tell him about the curse." She was referring obviously, to Norrington.
"I notice neither did you. For the same reasons I imagine."
"He wouldn't have risked it," Elizabeth muttered.
(ARGH! Why was this a deleted scene!? I can't remember what they said next! I HATE being forced to improvise!)
"Don't get me wrong, I admire a person who's willing to do whatever it takes," said Jack. Elizabeth glanced at him, smiling slightly. They both stood in silence for a few more minutes, then hearing footsteps they turned to see the Commodore. He tossed Jack his compass.
"With me Sparrow," he commanded. Jack followed him to one of the rowboats, where several soldiers were already seated. Jack was about to climb in when someone called out.
"Wait!" The voice was quiet, but firm, and both Jack and Norington turned in surprise to see Kay standing behind them. "I'm coming with," she announced calmly.
Jack glanced sideways at the commodore who had opened his mouth to protest. But he made the mistake of looking Kay in the eyes again. He immediately started shifting uncomfortably, turning his gaze hastily away.
"If you must," he muttered in defeat.
"Kay nodded to him. "Thank you." Jack climbed into the rowboat, Kay following him, and Norrington climbing in last. Jack glanced sideways at Kay once they were seated. There was something different in her manner, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. But when she glanced at him sideways he saw something in her eyes he had almost never thought to see. Hope.
Kay: The boat was stopped just off the rocks of Isle de Muerta. The commodore was peering through his telescope at the cave.
"I don't care for the situation," he admitted. "Any attempt to storm the caves could turn into an ambush."
"Not if you're the ones doing the ambushing," Jack told him. "I can go into the cave and convince Barbossa and his men to row out in they're little boats. Then you and your men blast the bejesus out of them with your little cannons, aye? What've you got to lose?" he asked, laying his hand on the commodore's shoulder in a friendly manner.
"Nothing I'd lament being rid of," hissed Norrington, plucking Jack's hand off his arm. Kay turned away to hide her smile.
"To be quite honest with you," Jack said, suddenly faking concern, "there is still a danger to the futer Mrs. Commodore." Kay glanced at Jack again, then shook her head.
They rowed back to the ship and the soldiers climbed out. Kay shifted to the far side of the boat. Norrington turned and spotted her, then reached a hand to assist her up. She merely looked at him again. Clearing his throat uncomfortably, Norrington dropped his hand.
"Miss are you sure you don't want to remain safely on the ship?" he asked, not looking at her.
"I can take care of myself," Kay answered quietly. Norrington nearly shot himself up the ladder, clearly eager to be out of Kay's gaze.
Jack turned to look at her. "You sure you don't want to stay luv?" he asked.
He saw her left hand finger at her pocket. "I'm sure," she said. Her eyes looked distant and sad. "I know what I'm doing now."
Without another word, Jack picked up the oars and rowed them back to the island. Neither said another word the whole way there. Kay was too lost in thought, and Jack to uncomfortable to break the silence.
They reached the cave, and Kay suddenly seemed to come awake. She glanced around nervously, as if suddenly questioning her choice to come, clearly remembering the last time they had been there. Then she looked over at Jack, biting her lip. She reached over to her left pocket again, seeming to gather strength from whatever she carried, for she calmed down.
They beached the boat, then hurried through the passageway to the cave. Will was standing over the chest of gold and Barbossa had his knife raised. Only a gentle squeeze on her arm from Jack kept Kay from shouting out. Jack navigated them through the crowd of pirates swiftly, muttering apologies as he pushed people out of the way. The cheering gradually died down as he was noticed.
Barbossa, who had his knife to Will's throat, glanced up to se why the cheering had stopped. His eyes rested on Jack.
"Not possible," he breathed.
"Not probable," Jack corrected.
Barbossa finally found his senses. "Shut up!" he snapped. "You're next." He moved the knife to Will's throat again.
"You don't want to be doing that," Jack said confidentially.
"No I really think I do," Barbossa growled.
Jack shrugged, as if he didn't care. "You're funeral," he commented.
Rolling his eyes, Barbossa lowered his knife and asked, "And why don't I want to be doing this?"
Jack smiled triumphantly. "Because the HMS Dauntless, pride of the Royal Navy, is anchored just offshore, waiting for you."
There was scared murmuring throughout the cave. Kay followed Jack to stand in front of Barbossa. Will was staring at her in surprise. As Jack talked, Kay couldn't help but grin at him. "Miss me?" she whispered. He continued to look as if someone had hit him over the head with something hard and heavy. She hadn't listened to what Jack had said, but now she turned to see how Barbossa would respond. He looked thoughtful.
"I suppose in exchange you want me to not kill the whelp?"
"No, no, no. It's by all means, kill the whelp. Just, not yet. Wait for the opportune moment," he said, glancing significantly at Will. He scooped a handful of coins. "For instance, after you're killed Norington's men." He dropped a coin into the chest with a clink. "Every." Clink. "Last." Clink. "One." Clink.
Barbossa looked at Jack thoughtfully for a moment before announcing, "I want fifty percent of yer plunder."
"Fifteen."
"Thirty."
"Twenty-five. And I'll buy you the hat. A really big hat. Commodore."
Barbossa glanced over at Kay, who struggled to repress a shudder. Jack followed his gaze.
"The lass isn't part of the deal," he said aggressively. Barbossa shrugged and stretched out his hand.
"We have an accord."
Jack whirled to face the assembled pirates. "All hands to the boats!" he cried. Then he glanced sideways at Barbossa. "Apologies," he muttered. "You give the orders."
Barbossa smirked. "Gents, take a walk." The pirates grinned and began to file out.
"Not to the boats?" Jack asked, then shot a worried look at Kay.
Kay, realizing what would happen when the undead pirates reached the unsuspecting Dauntless, began to panic, swallowing hard to keep from screaming out. Jack tugged gently on her arm, and pulled her off to examine the treasure. Barbossa and the three others who remained in the cave moved away from the chest and went to stand nearer to the water. Barbossa dragged Will with him.
Jack squeezed Kay's arm again as he inspected a jeweled crown. "Don't worry luv," he muttered. Kay glanced at him sideways, wondering how he could remain so damn calm through everything. They poked around the cave for a bit, and Kay placed the location of a sword in the treasure pile. Jack was inspecting a gold statue when Barbossa spoke again.
"You know Jack I thought I had you figured. Turns out You're a hard man to predict."
"Me?" asked Jack. He gave Kay a gentle shove in the direction of the sword. "I'm dishonest, honestly. It's the honest ones you've got to watch out for because you can never tell when they're going to do something incredibly. Stupid." He looked meaningfully at Will, then kicked a pirate in the rear, sending him splashing into the water, grabbing his sword and tossing it to Will, while he grabbed his own and leapt to face off with Barbossa. Kay grabbed the sword out of the pile and rushed over to Will, cutting his bindings quickly. He grabbed up the sword Jack had tossed to him, and they turned to fight the other three pirates in the cave.
For a while they did fine, Kay blessing the years she had spent when younger learning to fence. She leaped down into the water, hoping to draw one of the pirates away form Will. She glanced over at Jack in time to see him stab Barbossa through the chest. Kay felt like cheering. Then Barbossa pulled the sword out his own chest and stabbed Jack. Kay shrieked suddenly in fear and anguish. She watched as Jack staggered back into the moonlight, and instantly turned into a skeleton. Kay vaguely remembered when he had picked up a handful of the cursed gold. She watched as he flicked one through his fingers. As the two cursed pirates went at it again, Kay turned in time to see Will fall into the water.
"I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain!" growled a pirate.
"You like pain?" asked a new voice. Kay watched in shock as Elizabeth stepped out and whacked the pirate over the head with a pole. "Try wearing a corset." She said in satisfaction. Kay ran over to them as they turned to look at Jack and Barbossa.
"Whose side is Jack on?" queried Elizabeth.
"At the moment?" Will shrugged. The three of them ran fight the pirates, eventually skewering the three on Elizabeth's pole. Kay snagged a bomb off one of them, lit it, and handed it to Will who shoved it into the skeleton of the middle pirate. The three pushed them out of the moonlight and backed up.
"No fair," said the pirate weakly, just before the bomb went off. They scattered, and out of the corner of her eye Kay saw Jack cut his hand and toss his bloodied coin to Will, who caught it and raced for the stone chest. Kay focused her gaze on Barbossa who aimed his pistol at Elizabeth. A shot rang through the cavern.
Kay saw Elizabeth step off the rock she stood on, shaken, but unhurt. Confused Kay looked to Jack, who had a smoking pistol pointed at Barbossa's chest.
"Ten years you carry that pistol and now you waste yer shot?" Barbossa asked scathingly.
"He didn't waste it!" announced Will. Kay looked at him. He held a bloody knife in one hand, whit the other he dropped a bloody gold coin into the chest.
Barbossa scrambled to open his coat, staring in horror at the spreading stain of red on his white shirt. He glanced up. "I feel." A strange look crossed his face. "Cold." He collapsed backwards, an apple falling from his dead hand. Kay vaguely wondered how he had managed to fight and hold on to it.
In a daze Kay stumbled through the water and started to climb up the rocks to where Jack was. He extended a hand to her. Kay reached to take it then paused. She knew he wasn't just offering her a hand up, he was offering so much more. She stared, shaking now, at the extended offer, wondering whether she dared accept. Will and Elizabeth watched her with desperate expressions, both silently urging her to take Jack's hand. Jack didn't move. Kay swallowed.
I will leave you with this piece of advice.
Should she take it?
Trust your heart.
Dare she? Dare she do that?
Always trust your heart because your heart never leads you wrong.
But every time she listened to her heart, those she loved got hurt or killed. How could she listen now?
In the end, it'll bring you to safe ground if you just let your heart guide you.
Kay wavered, trembling visibly, tears running silent tracks down her cheeks. She had been hurt so many times before. Her heart had suffered so many blows. If it was willing to trust again, after all that, shouldn't she let it?
Kay closed her eyes. Then slowly placed her hand in Jack's and let him pull her up. Kay opened her eyes and smiled, the last of her walls crumbling down around her into dust. Jack pulled her close, smiling in relief as he gently kissed the top of her head.
From where they were standing Will and Elizabeth also sighed in relief, happy that Kay was finally ready to trust again. Then they turned to look at each other.
Jack finally released Kay, keeping one hand on her shoulder as he stepped back, grinning mischievously.
"Looks like we're the new owners of all this," he said, gesturing around. "What say we help ourselves?" Kay laughed, the first true, honest laugh she had made in years that didn't hold a trace of sorrow.
"Yes let's," the said, still giggling as she trailed after Jack. They rooted through the piles, Jack putting on a ton of jewelry, and a crown, which made Kay burst out in fresh laughter. He seemed to be searching for something in particular. Kay rooted through a pile in front of her, admiring, but not actually taking anything. Then Jack took her left hand suddenly, and slipped something on her finger. Startled, Kay stared at her hand, and at the small diamond ring nestled snuggly on her ring finger.
She glanced up at Jack, who reached over and placed his hand against her cheek. She let him pull her forward gently to place a kiss on her lips. She wrapped her arm around his neck, not letting him pull away as she kissed him back.
We must make quite a sight, she thought with a smile. They finally broke apart, sharing a smile, then turned and walked over to Will and Elizabeth. Kay was startled to see Elizabeth walking away in tears.
"If you were waiting for the opportune moment, that was it," Kay heard Jack say to Will. "Now I'll be much obliged if you'd drop us off at my ship." Jack took Kay by the arm and they all walked to the rowboat.
When they reached open water Kay instantly knew something was wrong. Elizabeth looked miserable. Panicking, Kay frantically scanned the water, but only saw one ship floating there.
"I'm sorry Jack," Elizabeth said miserably.
"They've done what's right by them," Jack said in resignation. "Can't expect more than that." He glanced at Kay. She was watching him with wide, frightened eyes. He couldn't help feeling, however far the situation had been from his hands that he had let her down.
Whew! Done. The oven is still ready, so reviewers please request your favorite cookies. Um, okay. Dragon: just ask. Me: Okay! I've been on this site for several months now, and no matter how hard I try I can't figure out exactly what a Marry Sue is! Could somebody please enlighten me? Thank you.