Chapter Fifteen: Comfort
"Daddy, wake up. Please wake up, Daddy. Wake up. I'm scared, Daddy! Wake up." Jacklyn sobbed as she shook her father's chest. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Blood ran out of Will's side and onto the floor in a glistening puddle.
"Jacklyn," Will whispered as his eyelids tried to force themselves open. He smiled when he was finally able to see the bring face of his daughter. Even though her face was stained with little drops of salt, he still thought she was bright.
"I'm scared, Daddy." She buried her face in his chest, and he wraped his hands around her. No matter how much his side was in pain, it wasn't important. The only thing that mattered was comforting his little Jacklyn.
"Don't be scared. You're a Turner; Turners are strong."
"I…I know, but I'm scared that I'll never get out of here. I'm scared that I'll never see Mommy again." Will had to let his arm down; his side was hurting way too much. Slowly, he pushed Jacklyn aside to check the severity of his wound. It was deep, and he had lost a lot of blood. Jacklyn looked down at her dress and tore a few strips off the bottom and handed them to Will. With a smile, he took them from her and placed them on his side.
"We'll see here again, and we'll get out."
"Captain Sparrow is looking for us, right? What if Naraku sent something to kill him?"
"I hope he is not dead, but I believe that he could be, because he would give his life for people he had not known for a while."
"Like with Mommy?"
"Yes, like with Mommy." Will placed his hands around Jacklyn and drew her to his side Jacklyn pushed her face into her father and cried. Thoughts of depression flew through Will's head as he thought of Elizabeth. She was probably frantic. Then his mind changed to thinking about Jack. Jack is too stubborn to die, so there is no reason to worry about him. His thought process stopped as he looked down at Jacklyn. Her eyes were closed and her breathing slowed. Will took his hand and ran it along her cheek before he fell into his own deep sleep.