Disclaimers: The characters directly from PotC are not mine. I only lay claim to the compilation of the words, and the character portrayed as "you".
Author's Note: More apologies for the delay in this chapter. Many things happening lately, so things have been hectic. However, here is the new chapter, and I hope that you enjoy it!
"So, Will," Elizabeth begins, her grin just as wide as it has been all morning. "Where did Jack take you this time?" Will looks at the man beside him in the carriage, and they both smile. You raise an eyebrow, and look over at Elizabeth, who you see is wearing a similar expression.
"Oh, everywhere!" Will finally exclaims, still smiling. "Tortuga, Nassau Port, Vero - ."
"You actually went back to Nassau Port?" Elizabeth asks Jack, cutting in on Will. You have no idea as to what she is referring to; the only time that you have ever heard of Nassau Port is in passing, never a full description. You look at Jack, who is laughing, and nodding his head.
"Everyone has to go home sometime, love," he grins.
"Home?" Elizabeth continues. "Is that how you - ."
"Sacked the place?" Jack finishes. "Yes."
You let your mouth drop; the man sacked Nassau Port? "This is a mistake," you think to yourself. "This man cannot be in my home."
"Is something wrong with the lady?" Jack's question drifts into your head, as you look at hims. Once the words are processed, you take immediate offense to his choice of words.
"Oh, so, you find something wrong with me, do you?" you snap, as you watch Jack's expression twist into one of shock, and what appears to be hurt. However, you ignore the man's feelings entirely. "Well, then, please, do share it with us." You realize then that everyone, including yourself, is wearing an expression of complete shock; you can't figure out where the sudden feeling and urge to jump all over Jack verbally had come from. "I am so sorry, Mr - Captain Sparrow," you breathe, catching your mistake. "I have no idea where that came from. I am so terribly sorry." You let your head drop, and sigh. You feel absolutely aweful. You know that you had no right to yell at him as you did, and aren't about to make an excuse for yourself; if he doesn't accept your apology, you will certainly understand.
Out of nowhere, you feel something brushing against your cheek. You jump a little, and look up, to discover a smiling Captain Sparrow. His hand is outstretched, his fingers in a position to pull your face up to his level. You look at him, briefly, and turn your gaze to the floor of the carriage. In no time at all, Jack, too, has lowered his face to where your eyes have turned.
"The man is relentless," you think to yourself, as you force a smile. You can't help but laugh, as the man before you does the same.
"That's better, luv," he says through his laughter. He continues to smile, and returns to his previous position in his seat. "No worries about the yellin'. I just meant that ye' haven't said anything since we got in here."
"Oh," you nod, noting the truth behind his statement. The only words that you have spoken were to tell the driver where you were going. Other than that, you could have been mistaken for dead.
"So, you do speak, eh?" he jokes, which makes you smile. You suddenly think that, perhaps, your knowledge of what to expect of a pirate was a nothing more than a premature opinion.
"Yes, I do."
"Good. I hope to get more out of you than just one word answers by the time I leave the Port, but, I will take what I can get, for now." His eyes continue to stare you down, and you feel the heat rush to your face yet again. All that you can think about is how much different Jack is from any other pirate that you have ever heard of. No one had ever portrayed any as warm, friendly individuals, with bad slurs on many of their words. At least, not when they were seemingly sober.
"Oh, Jack! You're not leaving any time soon, are you?" You turn your head at hearing Elizabeth's words; for a moment, you had forgotten that she and Will were also in the carriage. "How long are you planning to stay?" She looks at Will, her face falling in a deep disappointment. You feel bad, knowing that she only had that look on her face when she was about to cry. The last time she wore such an expression, the two of you were saying goodbye to Will, as he left for his latest adventure, the one that he had just returned from.
Will shrugs a little, and turns to Jack. Jack looks back at Will, and shrugs, himself.
"Don't ask me, luv." He replies, looking at Elizabeth. "You know how things are."
You watch, as your friend nods, sadly. You can't help but feel bad for her; she really hasn't had things going well in her life. First, her mother, then the kidnapping, and, now, Will. You bite on your lower lip for a second, before deciding to enter your opinion into the conversation.
"You really should spend some time here, provided the Royal Navy doesn't discover that you are here," you suggest, knowing already that they will most likely be gone again by morning, if not, by night fall. You catch the surprised look on Jack's face, but get distracted by Will's voice, before you can inquire upon it.
"(You)," Will says, smiling. "The Royal Navy won't touch us. After saving Elizabeth, the both of us have clemancy."
"Your second round," Elizabeth laughs, pointing to Will. She turns to you. "You wouldn't believe what I had to go through with my father to get him to allow Jack, along with the entire crew of the Black Pearl, to be granted the same courtesy." You laugh, lightly, knowing that she was probably telling you the truth. Part of you can't believe that Governor Swann would ever do such a thing, but the rest of you decides that he must have, taking into consideration the fact that neither Jack nor Will have been hung yet.
"Well, that is good to hear," you say, as you turn your attention to the other side of the carriage door. You can see from the surroundings that you are quickly approaching your home, and smile. There is truly no other place that you would rather be than home, especially right now.
The carriage comes to a sudden halt, and the driver shouts back to you.
"Here we are, Miss. Home, sweet home."
"Thank you, Fallion," you call back, sincerely. You watch, as Will opens one of the doors, and Jack opens the other. They both step out, and Jack offers his hand to you. Smiling, you reach out your hand, and grasp his. Rather than waiting for you to use the steps, Jack takes you by the waist, and lifts you out of the carriage. It surprises you a great deal, and you let out a little shriek.
"Sorry, luv," Jack says to you, as he places you on the ground. "Didn't mean to scare ye'." You smile at him.
"It's alright," you assure him. "I just wasn't expecting that much help. Thank you, Captain Sparrow."
"Please, call me Jack," he says, shutting the carriage door. You nod your head.
"Then, you must call me (you)." You would normally not be entirely thrilled at the idea of having a pirate call you by your first name, but feel that an exception is in order for the man before you.
Jack shakes his head. "That wouldn't be proper, m'lady."
"Stubbourn, too," you think to yourself, mentally adding it to the list of characteristics that you have been compiling. "I insist it," you say, your tone stern.
"I can't argue with that, now, can I?" he asks, with another smile.
"No," you inform him. "You can't." Your response comes without much though, but you already know that it is the right one. Knowing that, you have no reason to worry about how much though went into it.
"Are you coming, or not?" you hear Elizabeth call to you from the other side of the carriage.
"Yes, we are," you yell back, as the carriage between the four of you begins to pull away. Once it is out of the way, you can see that Elizabeth and Will have already made their way inside the house.
"Shall we?" Jack asks, as he offers you his arm to take. As you slide your hand through his arm, you smile, the first sincere gesture that you have made toward him since the two of you met.
"Yes, we shall," you respond. The two of you begin to walk toward the door of your home, and you think to yourself that you definitely were wrong about Captain Jack Sparrow.
Author's Note: Well, that is Chapter Three! I hope that you liked it! Things are about to pick up, I promise, but, for now, I await your opinions! Until the next chapter...