Jack was now sitting in a chair, his forehead in his shaking hands. His
eyes were softly closed. Perhaps this is a dream,yes that was it, a dream.
He was only sleeping. When he opened his eyes and he'd see the girl
sleeping someplace in the room. Her brown hair would be messy and in a few
slight tangles. Her head would softly be resting on his arms. Jack would
try his best to sneak out of the room without waking her. Somehow though,
she would sense him and snap out of her sleep. Then she'd be on his heels
for the whole day, asking pointless questions, tugging at his shirt, trying
to get his attention.
Slowly he opened one eye. What he saw tore at his heart and made it sink even lower then it was. He wasn't in his bed. Camille wasn't in sight. Elizabeth and Will were sitting together, silently staring at the floor, glancing at him every now and then, but still kept their heads down. Jack's heart felt as if it were in his shoes. He felt very sick, too much to say anything for a fear that he would, well, get sick.
He lowered one of his hands below his chin. Jack hadn't realized of how much he cared for Camille. Now, unfortunately, he really knew what 'You don't know what you have until it's lost' meant. This made losing the Black Pearl in the past seem... like nothing.
Jack stood up and left the room, stepping outside the back door. He stared at the ground. The fear of getting sick, came true. The dinner from last night was now gone. Taking a breath he turned away and felt a lump in his throat. He tried to swallow it down, but found he couldn't. Quickly he wiped the tears from his eyes. 'In spite of everything, never let them see you cry' that's what he told Camille, and he must follow his own advice. It was easier said then done.
What was the reason for this? Now that he thought about it, something about Camille looked quite familiar. He couldn't put his finger on it though. A last time, he wiped his eyes with his sleeves and walked back into the house to where Will and Elizabeth were. For a few silent moment he watched them, not sure if his voice would be able to say anything. At first it wasn't, and he felt the lump in his throat again, but he swallowed it back, "What...I- Did Maud say anything?"
Will raised his eyes to Jack's. He seemed hesitant to speak. "She said... 'Who's the better pirate now'."
"Is that all?" Jack asked, starting to pace.
"No...it isn't." Said Elizabeth, looking at Jack, "She also said something about needing a new ship..."
He froze in his step, "A new one? Well that means she's got one already and most likely a crew...But, where exactly would a crew and a ship stay around here while the captain was some servant some place?"
Will shook his head, "I don't know...Maybe she's had this planned out for a while..."
"But she was a servant here before Jack came..." Elizabeth said quietly.
"What about Norrington?" Jack asked, a bit hopeful, "He's a commodore-"
Elizabeth shook her head, "No...She warned us not to...tell anyone that was...that type if person, high up."
Jack kicked his foot into the wall out of frustration. Pain shot through his foot and up his leg. He winced slightly then turned back to Will and Elizabeth, "Okay, I've thought this out... I'll go get the Pearl and then go after her... After getting her and Camille...I'll maroon Maud on an island so small that if she takes three steps she'll be in the ocean."
Will and Elizabeth said nothing. Jack grabbed his hat and quickly made his way out the door. They both followed him and Jack didn't mind at the moment if they came or not. People stepped out of his way, and he walked toward the ocean with a set look on his face. No one was going to stop him. Not anyone.
At the shore there was a rowboat with no one around. He pushed it into the water then jumped into the boat. Will did the same, as did Elizabeth. Jack had already started to row, the island that held the Black Pearl wasn't too far away.
No one was going to stop him.
Slowly he opened one eye. What he saw tore at his heart and made it sink even lower then it was. He wasn't in his bed. Camille wasn't in sight. Elizabeth and Will were sitting together, silently staring at the floor, glancing at him every now and then, but still kept their heads down. Jack's heart felt as if it were in his shoes. He felt very sick, too much to say anything for a fear that he would, well, get sick.
He lowered one of his hands below his chin. Jack hadn't realized of how much he cared for Camille. Now, unfortunately, he really knew what 'You don't know what you have until it's lost' meant. This made losing the Black Pearl in the past seem... like nothing.
Jack stood up and left the room, stepping outside the back door. He stared at the ground. The fear of getting sick, came true. The dinner from last night was now gone. Taking a breath he turned away and felt a lump in his throat. He tried to swallow it down, but found he couldn't. Quickly he wiped the tears from his eyes. 'In spite of everything, never let them see you cry' that's what he told Camille, and he must follow his own advice. It was easier said then done.
What was the reason for this? Now that he thought about it, something about Camille looked quite familiar. He couldn't put his finger on it though. A last time, he wiped his eyes with his sleeves and walked back into the house to where Will and Elizabeth were. For a few silent moment he watched them, not sure if his voice would be able to say anything. At first it wasn't, and he felt the lump in his throat again, but he swallowed it back, "What...I- Did Maud say anything?"
Will raised his eyes to Jack's. He seemed hesitant to speak. "She said... 'Who's the better pirate now'."
"Is that all?" Jack asked, starting to pace.
"No...it isn't." Said Elizabeth, looking at Jack, "She also said something about needing a new ship..."
He froze in his step, "A new one? Well that means she's got one already and most likely a crew...But, where exactly would a crew and a ship stay around here while the captain was some servant some place?"
Will shook his head, "I don't know...Maybe she's had this planned out for a while..."
"But she was a servant here before Jack came..." Elizabeth said quietly.
"What about Norrington?" Jack asked, a bit hopeful, "He's a commodore-"
Elizabeth shook her head, "No...She warned us not to...tell anyone that was...that type if person, high up."
Jack kicked his foot into the wall out of frustration. Pain shot through his foot and up his leg. He winced slightly then turned back to Will and Elizabeth, "Okay, I've thought this out... I'll go get the Pearl and then go after her... After getting her and Camille...I'll maroon Maud on an island so small that if she takes three steps she'll be in the ocean."
Will and Elizabeth said nothing. Jack grabbed his hat and quickly made his way out the door. They both followed him and Jack didn't mind at the moment if they came or not. People stepped out of his way, and he walked toward the ocean with a set look on his face. No one was going to stop him. Not anyone.
At the shore there was a rowboat with no one around. He pushed it into the water then jumped into the boat. Will did the same, as did Elizabeth. Jack had already started to row, the island that held the Black Pearl wasn't too far away.
No one was going to stop him.