DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM AND OTHERS BELONG TO ME. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
Author's note: Well here it is. The last installment in my series. I have absolutely no idea where I am going with this but I can say it will be a fun ride. Well here's off with Chapter one and let me know what you think. The symbols ***** indicate the beginning of a flashback.
Will left Jack's room and headed above deck. As he emerged above deck he stopped dead in his tracks. He saw something. He saw someone. He saw someone that was all too familar. He saw a woman. He saw a woman with long raven hair down to her waist. It was pulled back by a red bandana. Rings adorned her fingers and a sword and pistol at her belt. She wore an outfit similar to Jack's. Slowly she turned and he saw the fimilar kohl lined eyes of the woman he once loved.
"Can you see me?" she whispered. Will held back a gasp and said, "Yes Sam. I can see you."
~*~
Will shot up in bed and gazed around the room. His breathing was hard and sweat clung to every inch of his body. As he gazed around his eyes felt heavy and tired. He hadn't slept in days. He kept having that same dream. The dream that Sam had come back and that she was alive. He stood up slowly and leaned against the wood wall as he opened the door.
The soft lapping of the waves against the side of the ship wanted to lull him into sleep again. He heard Annamaria singing softly as he emerged above deck. He looked towards her and was surprised to see Jack standing next to her. Jack had been recovering and had rarely left his room. "Will." Will looked up at the sound of his name. It was Annamaria who had spoken.
"How you be Will?" Will smiled slightly and headed for the bow of the ship and looked out towards the sea.
***** "Ah Sam. Resting on the job are we?" Will looked at Sam who was sitting on the ground against the bow of the ship. "No Will. I was just remembering." Will walked over and knelt down next to her. "What are you remembering?" Sam looked at him with kohl lined eyes and he could see the beginning of tears. "My mother." she whispered.
Sam sighed and looked up at Will. "When I was a little girl my mother used to sit here with me. She would sing the same lullaby. I would listen to her sing and the sound of the crew having dinner below deck. And while I would listen to my mother sing I would watch my father sail the ship. My father was such a good man. He was so different back then. He was different when my mother was alive."
Will reached down to wipe her tears......
~*~
"Will? Will? Will you be alright?" Will shook back to reality and looked at Annamaria. "Yes I'm fine." Will walked past Annamaria and glanced up at Jack who stood at the wheel. Jack gave him a weery look and turned his head back out to sea. "Annamaria? Where are we headed?" Annamaria turned back towards Will. "Will we have been out to sea for a long while. We all need a good night's rest. We be pulling into Tortuga. Jack wants to look for a new crew."
Will continued back below deck and sat on the edge of his bed. Slowly he reached his hand under his pillow and pulled out a piece of red cloth. Sam's red bandana. He lifted it to his face and felt the tears start to fall. It still smelled of her. Will still could not cope with the fact that he had killed her. Jack had never looked at him the same. He knew that Jack forgave him but there was still that feeling between them.
Things had been diffrent on the Black Pearl since Sam died and he and Jack had been stranded on that island. Will couldn't get her out of his head. Jack had started drinking more and they had almost lost him once. Will remembered the night that they had almost lost Jack. Jack had become so sick. Will could remember it almost as clear as day.
***** "Look out to sea and you will see my face. I will wait till the end of time. Till you come home to me." The song drifted off Jack's dry lips. His voice was hoarse and tired. Will looked at him as he held his hand. Jack's long, tangled raven hair was matted to his face. His red bandana was soaked with sweat. His chest rose and fell slowly. "My wife used to sing that to Sam. She used to sing it to me when we were along together at night. She never wanted this life."
Will looked down at Jack as his grip tightened on his hand. "But now they are gone." Jack let out a dry cough and closed his eyes. "Stay with me Jack." Will whispered. "Don't leave me."
~*~
Will looked up to see Annamaria standing infront of him. "We pulled into port Will. We be headed ashore." Annamaria left the room and Will let out a sigh. He rose slowly from the bed and started to head above deck. He got a strong feeling in the pit of his stomach that something bad was coming tonight.
Author's note: Well here it is. The last installment in my series. I have absolutely no idea where I am going with this but I can say it will be a fun ride. Well here's off with Chapter one and let me know what you think. The symbols ***** indicate the beginning of a flashback.
Will left Jack's room and headed above deck. As he emerged above deck he stopped dead in his tracks. He saw something. He saw someone. He saw someone that was all too familar. He saw a woman. He saw a woman with long raven hair down to her waist. It was pulled back by a red bandana. Rings adorned her fingers and a sword and pistol at her belt. She wore an outfit similar to Jack's. Slowly she turned and he saw the fimilar kohl lined eyes of the woman he once loved.
"Can you see me?" she whispered. Will held back a gasp and said, "Yes Sam. I can see you."
~*~
Will shot up in bed and gazed around the room. His breathing was hard and sweat clung to every inch of his body. As he gazed around his eyes felt heavy and tired. He hadn't slept in days. He kept having that same dream. The dream that Sam had come back and that she was alive. He stood up slowly and leaned against the wood wall as he opened the door.
The soft lapping of the waves against the side of the ship wanted to lull him into sleep again. He heard Annamaria singing softly as he emerged above deck. He looked towards her and was surprised to see Jack standing next to her. Jack had been recovering and had rarely left his room. "Will." Will looked up at the sound of his name. It was Annamaria who had spoken.
"How you be Will?" Will smiled slightly and headed for the bow of the ship and looked out towards the sea.
***** "Ah Sam. Resting on the job are we?" Will looked at Sam who was sitting on the ground against the bow of the ship. "No Will. I was just remembering." Will walked over and knelt down next to her. "What are you remembering?" Sam looked at him with kohl lined eyes and he could see the beginning of tears. "My mother." she whispered.
Sam sighed and looked up at Will. "When I was a little girl my mother used to sit here with me. She would sing the same lullaby. I would listen to her sing and the sound of the crew having dinner below deck. And while I would listen to my mother sing I would watch my father sail the ship. My father was such a good man. He was so different back then. He was different when my mother was alive."
Will reached down to wipe her tears......
~*~
"Will? Will? Will you be alright?" Will shook back to reality and looked at Annamaria. "Yes I'm fine." Will walked past Annamaria and glanced up at Jack who stood at the wheel. Jack gave him a weery look and turned his head back out to sea. "Annamaria? Where are we headed?" Annamaria turned back towards Will. "Will we have been out to sea for a long while. We all need a good night's rest. We be pulling into Tortuga. Jack wants to look for a new crew."
Will continued back below deck and sat on the edge of his bed. Slowly he reached his hand under his pillow and pulled out a piece of red cloth. Sam's red bandana. He lifted it to his face and felt the tears start to fall. It still smelled of her. Will still could not cope with the fact that he had killed her. Jack had never looked at him the same. He knew that Jack forgave him but there was still that feeling between them.
Things had been diffrent on the Black Pearl since Sam died and he and Jack had been stranded on that island. Will couldn't get her out of his head. Jack had started drinking more and they had almost lost him once. Will remembered the night that they had almost lost Jack. Jack had become so sick. Will could remember it almost as clear as day.
***** "Look out to sea and you will see my face. I will wait till the end of time. Till you come home to me." The song drifted off Jack's dry lips. His voice was hoarse and tired. Will looked at him as he held his hand. Jack's long, tangled raven hair was matted to his face. His red bandana was soaked with sweat. His chest rose and fell slowly. "My wife used to sing that to Sam. She used to sing it to me when we were along together at night. She never wanted this life."
Will looked down at Jack as his grip tightened on his hand. "But now they are gone." Jack let out a dry cough and closed his eyes. "Stay with me Jack." Will whispered. "Don't leave me."
~*~
Will looked up to see Annamaria standing infront of him. "We pulled into port Will. We be headed ashore." Annamaria left the room and Will let out a sigh. He rose slowly from the bed and started to head above deck. He got a strong feeling in the pit of his stomach that something bad was coming tonight.