A/N: Hello you wild fangirls! I trust your having fun with your new Liz
clones? (Fangirl waves a dismembered arm cheerfully. She is eating
sandwiches. The other fangirls are also eating sandwiches and fucking
enormous bars of chocolate are beside them) Oh, lunch break is it? Umm, O.K
then. My clone machine is on the blink unfortunately (Hides large mallet
behind back) What? It was on the rampage! I couldn't stop it. It was evil.
However I've still got millions of clones left, so you know, don't panic...
Disclaimer: Umm. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Piss all. You name it I don't have it. Fuck. But I'm gonna enter negotiations. (Gets out large mallet again) Oh Jerry...
21st July- Captain's Log
Stopped today at dawn. Hired men to fix the ship. Men are dismissed for five days.
Will's Journal
I am sitting in a inn on my own. I never realised how lonely it can be. No wonder Jack liked to surround himself with people. It's now I realise how much I miss Elizabeth. And the children. Especially little Jack. His was the first face I'd see sometimes. I wonder how they are. They should be well enough. I'm going to sit at the bar, talk to the land lady. Anything's got to be better than sitting in a corner nursing a mug of rum. I'm not so sure about the crew though. They appear to be trustworthy, thought the quartermaster is feared by all. He's called Young, and a right villain he seems. I suppose this is good for a pirate, but no pirate is all he seems.
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Elizabeth's Diary- 21st July
Yesterday we reached Tortuga and I took my leave of the ship. Tom asked what I would do if I found Sparrow. I didn't like to say, so answered with a vague "Stuff," "Oh yes?" he smiled and I was drawn to the odd little curve his mouth did when he smiled, like his mouth was slightly too big for his lips. It was quite endearing. I smiled and said "Yes. I will see you around, I guess, though it is unlikely I will see you again," "Oh really? I wouldn't be so sure. The Pearl, however wonderful it maybe, is still quite small," "What?" I asked. "I'm coming. You didn't think I would let you go like that? You still owe me a drink anyway," his nose has gone down, though it is a little red. I laughed and beckoned him "Come on then,"
We went to the Wife And Fine Man and ordered drinks. I kept half an eye out for Jack and immediately paranoia came on me. What if the pigeon had never reached him? What if he was unable to make it? What if... To drown these thoughts I downed my drink. In what seemed hardly anytime I was giggling away with Tom. I can't remember what about. But then... when we went up to the separate rooms he made me laugh again and I hung onto him for support. And then. And then. We kissed. I felt the same way I had when I had kissed Will for the first time. I came to myself and pulled away. "This is wrong. Sorry Tom," and went to my bedroom.
Today however, Jack made an appearance. He actually looked vaguely worried. "What's going on?" he asked roughly when he saw me "Will's ran away," I told him in a rush. "He left to become a pirate," Jack sat down and motioned for drinks. Anamaria sat down beside him and cast a look towards Tom and then raised an eyebrow at me. 'Later' I mouthed. She shrugged and Jack said "Do you know on what ship?" "No," "Do you know where he might go?" "No," "Do you know anything about the whereabouts of the stupid bastard?" he asked in exasperation "He'll stick to the Caribbean. He knows the waters round here," I was certain on that count. He had had a map of the Caribbean, and would spend ages with it. "Well, that narrows it down a bit," Jack got up. "I'm gonna go talk to Mistress Veronica. She generally knows what's up," and he fought his way through the brawls and waving arms and legs that made up the Wife And Fine Man. That left me Tom and Anamaria. The silence got thicker. "I'm gonna go, uh, yeah," Tom got up and made his way to the bar ASAP "O.K, what's going on?" Anamaria leant across. "On with what?" as though I didn't know "With you and that Tom bloke," Anamaria said "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. He's a friend, nothing more," "What, you think I'm blind girl? He's a nothing more than a friend and I'm Captain of the Pearl. What happened?" "O.K, we kissed. I was drunk so was he. There, happy?" I snapped "And I couldn't feel worse. I bet Will hasn't managed anything like this," "I don't believe it! You get us here to go find Will and start with some other bloke!" she hissed. "No! I am not starting up with another bloke. I'm not like that Ana." "Really? Well that poor lad's smitten with you. I suggest you tell him what's going on, before someone gets hurt," her eyes gleamed and I suddenly realised why she was First Mate.
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22nd July- Will's Journal
I woke up under a pile of bodies. And a headache. I rubbed my head and then struggled out from under the bodies. They were mainly men. I screwed up my eyes against the light from the window. The landlady, Mademoiselle Xenia, came twittering up. "Oh you put up quite a fight alright!" "What?" and then last night came back to me. The prostitute, the two men. The six friends of one of the men. No wonder my head hurt. "You don't have to pay. It happens most nights," she explained. Two burly men came and started to throw the unconscious men out of the bar, where they were out the way. I helped to tidy up.
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22nd July- Elizabeth's Diary
Today Tom grabbed my arm. We were leaving on the tide. Jack had decided to get me and Will back together, because as he put it, "We need to tell that young whelp where his loyalties should lie," Tom stopped me and asked "What's going on Fiona?" "Well, I'm not called Fiona, I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Turner. And I'm going after Will Turner." "Bootstrap died years ago Fi- Elizabeth," "No, his son," "Bootstrap had a son?" "Yes," I said it flatly "Elizabeth?" "Yes?" "When this is over-," "I know what your going to ask and the answer is no. Will Turner is my husband," "Oh." Tom turned away. "So that kiss..." "Was beautiful, but a mistake." I touched the big man's shoulder "I'm so sorry," "No, it was my fault. I should have realised that a girl like you would be taken," he breathed in deeply and strode off, back straight. I was left alone. There's no use in blubbing or anything stupid, I told myself. It's Will you are after.
A/N: Sorry it's a bit short, but the plots a bit complicated and it's always like ooh, can't put that in yet! Oh well. Elizabeth's just made someone very unhappy, poor bastard. And Will's had a fight. Well, it's very intresting so far, yes?
R/R for me!
Disclaimer: Umm. Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Piss all. You name it I don't have it. Fuck. But I'm gonna enter negotiations. (Gets out large mallet again) Oh Jerry...
21st July- Captain's Log
Stopped today at dawn. Hired men to fix the ship. Men are dismissed for five days.
Will's Journal
I am sitting in a inn on my own. I never realised how lonely it can be. No wonder Jack liked to surround himself with people. It's now I realise how much I miss Elizabeth. And the children. Especially little Jack. His was the first face I'd see sometimes. I wonder how they are. They should be well enough. I'm going to sit at the bar, talk to the land lady. Anything's got to be better than sitting in a corner nursing a mug of rum. I'm not so sure about the crew though. They appear to be trustworthy, thought the quartermaster is feared by all. He's called Young, and a right villain he seems. I suppose this is good for a pirate, but no pirate is all he seems.
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Elizabeth's Diary- 21st July
Yesterday we reached Tortuga and I took my leave of the ship. Tom asked what I would do if I found Sparrow. I didn't like to say, so answered with a vague "Stuff," "Oh yes?" he smiled and I was drawn to the odd little curve his mouth did when he smiled, like his mouth was slightly too big for his lips. It was quite endearing. I smiled and said "Yes. I will see you around, I guess, though it is unlikely I will see you again," "Oh really? I wouldn't be so sure. The Pearl, however wonderful it maybe, is still quite small," "What?" I asked. "I'm coming. You didn't think I would let you go like that? You still owe me a drink anyway," his nose has gone down, though it is a little red. I laughed and beckoned him "Come on then,"
We went to the Wife And Fine Man and ordered drinks. I kept half an eye out for Jack and immediately paranoia came on me. What if the pigeon had never reached him? What if he was unable to make it? What if... To drown these thoughts I downed my drink. In what seemed hardly anytime I was giggling away with Tom. I can't remember what about. But then... when we went up to the separate rooms he made me laugh again and I hung onto him for support. And then. And then. We kissed. I felt the same way I had when I had kissed Will for the first time. I came to myself and pulled away. "This is wrong. Sorry Tom," and went to my bedroom.
Today however, Jack made an appearance. He actually looked vaguely worried. "What's going on?" he asked roughly when he saw me "Will's ran away," I told him in a rush. "He left to become a pirate," Jack sat down and motioned for drinks. Anamaria sat down beside him and cast a look towards Tom and then raised an eyebrow at me. 'Later' I mouthed. She shrugged and Jack said "Do you know on what ship?" "No," "Do you know where he might go?" "No," "Do you know anything about the whereabouts of the stupid bastard?" he asked in exasperation "He'll stick to the Caribbean. He knows the waters round here," I was certain on that count. He had had a map of the Caribbean, and would spend ages with it. "Well, that narrows it down a bit," Jack got up. "I'm gonna go talk to Mistress Veronica. She generally knows what's up," and he fought his way through the brawls and waving arms and legs that made up the Wife And Fine Man. That left me Tom and Anamaria. The silence got thicker. "I'm gonna go, uh, yeah," Tom got up and made his way to the bar ASAP "O.K, what's going on?" Anamaria leant across. "On with what?" as though I didn't know "With you and that Tom bloke," Anamaria said "I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about. He's a friend, nothing more," "What, you think I'm blind girl? He's a nothing more than a friend and I'm Captain of the Pearl. What happened?" "O.K, we kissed. I was drunk so was he. There, happy?" I snapped "And I couldn't feel worse. I bet Will hasn't managed anything like this," "I don't believe it! You get us here to go find Will and start with some other bloke!" she hissed. "No! I am not starting up with another bloke. I'm not like that Ana." "Really? Well that poor lad's smitten with you. I suggest you tell him what's going on, before someone gets hurt," her eyes gleamed and I suddenly realised why she was First Mate.
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22nd July- Will's Journal
I woke up under a pile of bodies. And a headache. I rubbed my head and then struggled out from under the bodies. They were mainly men. I screwed up my eyes against the light from the window. The landlady, Mademoiselle Xenia, came twittering up. "Oh you put up quite a fight alright!" "What?" and then last night came back to me. The prostitute, the two men. The six friends of one of the men. No wonder my head hurt. "You don't have to pay. It happens most nights," she explained. Two burly men came and started to throw the unconscious men out of the bar, where they were out the way. I helped to tidy up.
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22nd July- Elizabeth's Diary
Today Tom grabbed my arm. We were leaving on the tide. Jack had decided to get me and Will back together, because as he put it, "We need to tell that young whelp where his loyalties should lie," Tom stopped me and asked "What's going on Fiona?" "Well, I'm not called Fiona, I'm Elizabeth. Elizabeth Turner. And I'm going after Will Turner." "Bootstrap died years ago Fi- Elizabeth," "No, his son," "Bootstrap had a son?" "Yes," I said it flatly "Elizabeth?" "Yes?" "When this is over-," "I know what your going to ask and the answer is no. Will Turner is my husband," "Oh." Tom turned away. "So that kiss..." "Was beautiful, but a mistake." I touched the big man's shoulder "I'm so sorry," "No, it was my fault. I should have realised that a girl like you would be taken," he breathed in deeply and strode off, back straight. I was left alone. There's no use in blubbing or anything stupid, I told myself. It's Will you are after.
A/N: Sorry it's a bit short, but the plots a bit complicated and it's always like ooh, can't put that in yet! Oh well. Elizabeth's just made someone very unhappy, poor bastard. And Will's had a fight. Well, it's very intresting so far, yes?
R/R for me!