Here is the long awaited chapter!
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Sorry, but I was waaayy too lazy to write everyone their own response. Forgive me but I just wanna go into my room and watch some Johnny. I feel deprived of him at the moment. But, I am starin at a pic of Jack Sparrow at the moment. Pirate-Lib, you better know what Im talking about right now!
Heres the chappie:
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Jack sat cradling his lifeless love. Waves encircled their bodies, but he didn't care. Nothing mattered any more. The only person he ever loved is gone and his ship still has yet to come back. Looking at his fingers in the moonlight, Jack took a ring off his finger and slipped it onto one of Gemma's slender ones.
"So ye'll always remember me, even in yer afterlife. Never forget ol' Jack, savvy?"
He clamped his eyes shut and leaned back into the sand, still squeezing her hand. Shattered dreams of spending the rest of his life with her came spilling onto him making it near impossible to sleep.
Eventually Jack drifted off, picturing himself as a father teaching his and Gemma's kids how to steer the Pearl.
Apparently having rolled over onto his stomach during his slumber, Jack winced in pain as he inhaled salt water through his nose. He lifted his head up off the sand and took in his surroundings. Yesterday's events came ramming into him and he shut his eyes again to make it all go away.
After a few more seconds he realized it best to get out of the water that had risen up to his knees by now and to drag Gemma to the trees. He sat down and leaned against a palm tree, eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of his beloved ship. Jack's head jolted forward a little as he saw a faint outline of was unmistakably a ship, his ship.
The Black Pearl disturbed the restful waters and came sailing right up to the island. He watched as a rowboat was being lowered and Gibbs started rowing. By the time he reached shore, Jack was already there waiting for him.
"Bout time ye showed up, mate."
"Jack ye know we'd neva leave yer! Where's the lass?"
Instead of replying, Jack looked down and kicked the sand up with his boot.
"She's gone"
"Well, what yer waitin for? Go an get 'er!" Gibbs said enthusiastically
"No mate, shes really gone."
"Oh…"
A look of uncertainty spread across Gibbs chubby cheeks and he rubbed the back of his neck furiously. Jack pushed him aside and stepped into the empty rowboat. Grabbing an oar, he started to pull off of the beach. Gibbs, who just realized that his captain was leaving him, ran to the boat flailing his arms about in a drunken manner.
He stepped in, and then the two of them were rowing back to the Peal where the rest of the crew awaited their arrival. Jack was first to board followed by Gibbs. The crew stood about and Anamaria went over to the edge to help Gemma in, but when she saw no one, Jack spoke up.
"Crew of me Black Pearl, let it be known that our dear Gemma…"
His lip trembled while speaking so much he had to stop a moment to regain his composure.
"Well, she didn't make it after the storm."
Peoples' eyes spread wide and smiles turned into frowns as the entire crew did a silent prayer and the sign of the holy Christ. Michael stepped forward towards Jack placing a weathered hand upon his shoulders.
"Im so sorry, Jack, I…I don't know what to say."
"Captain, me boy, tis captain, and ye don't have to say anything at all."
Jack walked away from his silent crew and swaggered into his cabin. He lay on his bed determined to sleep as to take away the present time. He wanted to go back and dream of the good times he spent in the last years. Closing his eyes, he pictured the adventure he had with Will and Elizabeth. Such a happy couple they were, so in love. Love. What was the meaning of it anyways?
"Suppose it means ye cant live without the other, want to spend every moment with them and to start a family in hopes of the children growing up to share the same feelings ye have for them." He said quietly to himself
"Its not fair…they love each other and now look how happy they are. Startin their own family. Spending the rest of their lives in eachothers arms."
"ITS NOT FAIR!" he yelled, throwing a dagger at his door.
In walked Anamaria, eyes wide in awe that she just could have been impaled. She continued walking through the door hesitantly, a bottle of rum with Jack's name on it in her hand.
"Jack, I know this must be hard on ye, but theres nothing we can do bout it."
When he didn't reply, she walked over and sat beside Jack on the bed. He grabbed her hand but then moved it down slowly to the rum bottle, tearing it away from her once he felt the glass beneath his fingertips. Anamaria sat worried of her faithful captain. Always going strong, never in fear. Or so she thought. He still had yet to look up from the floor and she could see clear as day the agony that lie before her.
"I loved her."
"Love, Jack. Ye love."
"No Ana. Shes never comin back, savvy? Never…"
"Yer wrong. Ye didn't bury her did ye?"
"No…" he said tentatively.
"Well good then. It be an old wives tale. If a sailor wants their beloved back, ye don't bury 'em. It jest means that they may come back to ye in the future."
"Tis just a story lass."
"Don't lass me Jack. Ye know just as well as I that stories come true. Don't be goin an losin all yer hopes."
"I'll agree wit ye if ya leave, ya bothersome wench!" he yelled playfully, but with sorrow still present in his tone, punching her in the arm.
'Poor chum, thinking he has to be all brave in front of the ladies, aye? Well, I aint no lady so it don't apply to meh!' she said in her head.
'I will just give him some thinking time, with my help of course.'
Anamaria took the now empty rum bottle, which was lying on the floor and smashed it across Jack's head leaving him unconscious. Satisfied with her work, she dusted off her hands and walked merrily out of the cabin.
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Gemma awoke lying on a beach, breeze blowing against her face. As she took in her surroundings, she got the feeling that she was alone. A little frightened, she stood up and looked at the horizon. Nothing, not even a bird.
"How odd…" she said aloud.
Walking along the beach, she searched for Jack. Gemma thought back to yesterday's events and realized that Jack had saved her from drowning. She remembered her ankle being tangled within the seaweed and her running out of breath, but what she did not remember was coming up onto an island all by her onsies and surviving.
Gemma put her hand up to her face as to block out the sunlight, but something caught her eye. On her finger, a golden ring was glistening from the sunlight. As she took it off and studied it more carefully, she recognized it as Jack's.
"Oh Jack, where are you?" she yelled at the sea.
She slipped the ring back onto her wedding finger where it was originally placed and started her search for some fresh water. Gemma traveled within the depths of the tropical forest and ran into many different animals, none harmful as of yet.
She took another step and a twig snapped underneath. Startled, she turned around and came face to face with a snake hanging from an above branch. Keeping her eyes on the creature, her hand instinctively reached for her sword. When she found nothing there, her eyes drifted to her side.
"Damn it!" she cursed.
The snake slithered closer and closer to Gemma's face and she had no idea what to do. She took one step back, tripped, and fell on her hindquarters. Cursing once again, she stood up abruptly rubbing her butt with her hands. Deciding it best to just casually run away from it, she turned her head and picked up her foot preparing to scurry away.
Instead of doing that though, she stopped mid-foot as a little boy hopped out of the bushes and stabbed the snake with a wooden sword.
"Aaargh!" he shouted at the now dead animal.
Once he was pleased with his kill, he turned around to face Gemma. He eyes her cautiously and scanned her up and down while she was doing the same to him. Gemma reached out her hand, but the boy stepped back warily.
"Its ok. I won't hurt you." she said, leaving her hand out still.
The boy walked forward to reach her soft hand and before he placed his in hers, he stared at her eyes.
"Yer pretty." He said.
Gemma, who was stricken, put her other hand up to her mouth and tilted her head to the side.
"Well, thank you. What's your name?"
"Johhny."
"Well hello Johnny. It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Gemma Doyle."
"Hello Miss Doyle."
"No need for formalities my dear boy. Please, just call me Gemma."
"Ok."
"Are you the only one here?"
Johnny shook his head 'no' and looked down at the ground. When Gemma saw him lift his head, tears were threatening to overflow. She reached out and took his hand drawing him near. As soon as she embraced his small body, he mirrored her action. The tears were now slipping down his rosy cheeks and coming to a stop at his chin before dropping to the floor.
Gemma picked him up in her arms and walked over to a little stream. She sat down on a rock and placed Johnny in her lap. She rocked him back and forth, massaging his back all the while.
"Its ok. I'm here now. Don't worry."
She turned her head towards the water and gaped at the person staring back at her. She looked more closely and her eyes too started to tear up. She was back!
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I know that was a kinda sucky place to end the chapter at, but oh well! Be thankful, at least you got one! Im sorry it took me so long. Well, in the overall run it wasn't cuz it was only three days, but I told you id try to get it up the next day so im so SORRY! Accept my apology. Ok, so now that we've hit 50 reviews, how about we set our NEW goal for 75?!?!? That's right, 75 reviews. Oh please! It WILL make me update a lot quicker.
~Jackie