DISCLAIMER: THE CHARACTERS DO NOT BELONG TO ME. SAM AND JESSE DO. NO MONEY IS BEING MADE OFF THIS STORY.
Authors note: Hello again. I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I have just been so busy with work and all. I really hope you enjoy this next chapter. Let me know what you think. I am always open to suggestions.
The hearty sounds of laughter filled the lonely tavern to the brim. Men and women drank and sang merrily. It looked like one of those old paintings hanging in a museum. But not everyone was laughing. Not everyone was merry. Will Turner sat in terrified shock.
Will Turner's chocolate brown eyes had misted over. They seemed to be almost grey in colour. He was staring at the woman seated in front of him. When the name had rolled out of her mouth he suddenly realized. He suddenly realized why she looked so fimilar to him. "What?" he finally managed to say.
The pirate seated in front of him named Jesse just laughed. "Why Will. You look as if you've seen a ghost." Will continued to stare. Her long, wavy brown hair was slightly hidden. It was hidden by the brown leather three cornered pirate's hat on top of her head. Her big brown eyes stared at him and her full lips opened to ask another question.
"What do you want from me?" Will managed to mutter those words before she could say anything. "What do you mean?" Jesse asked. "What the bloody hell do you people want from me? Did Elizabeth's father send you here to find me? It wasn't my fault what happened to her! It wasn't my bloody fault! Why can't you all just go away?" Will watched as Jesse jumped up off the chair she was sitting on. Her hand slightly brushed past the pistol that was on her belt.
Will watched as her intense brown eyes narrowed in on him. "How in the bloody hell do you know my sister? I was on my way to see her but since your so privy to infortmation about her why don't you share? Savvy?" Savvy? Did she just say that? He swore that Jack was the only person who said that. "Your sister is dead. Don't you know that?" Will watched as her eyes widened. That's when she pulled her pistol and pointed it straight at him. "You killed my sister?" Will's eyes widened this time. "I didn't kill her. Thomas Raven killed her." Will watched her bottom lip start to tremble. "Thomas Raven? Oh bloody hell."
Will watched as Jesse headed for the door. "You best steer clear of Port Royale Will Turner. I know my father. He will never stop lookng for you. He banished me. His own daughter out of Port Royale because she wanted to sail under the command of a very wanted pirate. Because I wanted to live that life. I'll be seeing you." Jesse made her way out of the tavern.
~*~
"Jack?" Annamaria knelt over Jack's unconsious body. "Jack! Wake the bloody hell up!" she started to shake him violently. "Jack! Jack come on! Please don't do this." Annamaria suddenly thought that she heard him groan. "Jack?" She tried to turn him onto his back. She brushed a few stray strands of hair out of his face. "Jack?"
"Annamaria!" Annamaria turned to see Will running towards her. "What happened?" he asked as he knelt down beside her. "Something's wrong with Jack. He just fell. He was fine and we were walking and then he just fell. Will something's wrong. I can feel it." Will looked at his friend. His dear friend whom he hadn't left his side since they had been marooned on that bloody island. "We have to get him to the ship." Annamaria and Will slowly lifted him up off the ground and headed towards the Black Pearl.
~*~
Will sat silent in the corner of Jack's room. Jack lay on the bed a few feet in front of Will. Will didn't know what to do. He couldn't even think straight. He had lost everyone important to him in his life. He would be damned and better off dead if he lost Jack too. He couldn't take it. A small groan and a painful cough cut through the deathly silence that had once filled the room.
"Jack?" Will slowly stood up off his chair and walked over towards his bed. He sat down next to Jack and laid a hand on his shoulder. He felt Jack jerk slightly under his touch and then try to back away. "Jack it's just me. Will." Jack turned his head towards Will and tried to sit up. "I know that." he mumbled. "How the bloody hell did I get here?" Will looked at him strangely. "You mean you don't remember what happened?" Jack smirked slightly. "The bloody hell I do. I was on me way to the tavern. Now I wake up back on me ship with you rubbing my shoulder. You trying to tell me somethin mate?" Will withdrew his hand back to his side.
Will watched Jack smirk again. "You fainted. Annamaria said that you said something was wrong and you just fell to the ground." He watched as Jack looked at him strangely. "I remember nothing of the sort. I am just fine and if you don't mind I would like to get back to me rum. It's still calling to me you know." Will chuckled slightly and watched as Jack pulled himself up off the bed. "Your welcome to join me mate." he called after Will as he left the room.
Jack started towards above deck when he stopped. He had lied to Will. He did remember what had happened. He just didn't want to scare the boy. He was fine. He was always fine. Nothing ever stood in the way of Captain Jack Sparrow. Not even when he felt the blood splatter on his hand as he coughed. Something was wrong with Jack. But he would never admit it to anyone of himself. No one would ever know. He would take it to his grave. But Jack would be there sooner then he thought and he needed Will more then he would ever know.
Author's note: I know this chapter is really short but I am planning on posted the next chapter in a few days. Let me know what you think.
Authors note: Hello again. I'm sorry for not updating sooner. I have just been so busy with work and all. I really hope you enjoy this next chapter. Let me know what you think. I am always open to suggestions.
The hearty sounds of laughter filled the lonely tavern to the brim. Men and women drank and sang merrily. It looked like one of those old paintings hanging in a museum. But not everyone was laughing. Not everyone was merry. Will Turner sat in terrified shock.
Will Turner's chocolate brown eyes had misted over. They seemed to be almost grey in colour. He was staring at the woman seated in front of him. When the name had rolled out of her mouth he suddenly realized. He suddenly realized why she looked so fimilar to him. "What?" he finally managed to say.
The pirate seated in front of him named Jesse just laughed. "Why Will. You look as if you've seen a ghost." Will continued to stare. Her long, wavy brown hair was slightly hidden. It was hidden by the brown leather three cornered pirate's hat on top of her head. Her big brown eyes stared at him and her full lips opened to ask another question.
"What do you want from me?" Will managed to mutter those words before she could say anything. "What do you mean?" Jesse asked. "What the bloody hell do you people want from me? Did Elizabeth's father send you here to find me? It wasn't my fault what happened to her! It wasn't my bloody fault! Why can't you all just go away?" Will watched as Jesse jumped up off the chair she was sitting on. Her hand slightly brushed past the pistol that was on her belt.
Will watched as her intense brown eyes narrowed in on him. "How in the bloody hell do you know my sister? I was on my way to see her but since your so privy to infortmation about her why don't you share? Savvy?" Savvy? Did she just say that? He swore that Jack was the only person who said that. "Your sister is dead. Don't you know that?" Will watched as her eyes widened. That's when she pulled her pistol and pointed it straight at him. "You killed my sister?" Will's eyes widened this time. "I didn't kill her. Thomas Raven killed her." Will watched her bottom lip start to tremble. "Thomas Raven? Oh bloody hell."
Will watched as Jesse headed for the door. "You best steer clear of Port Royale Will Turner. I know my father. He will never stop lookng for you. He banished me. His own daughter out of Port Royale because she wanted to sail under the command of a very wanted pirate. Because I wanted to live that life. I'll be seeing you." Jesse made her way out of the tavern.
~*~
"Jack?" Annamaria knelt over Jack's unconsious body. "Jack! Wake the bloody hell up!" she started to shake him violently. "Jack! Jack come on! Please don't do this." Annamaria suddenly thought that she heard him groan. "Jack?" She tried to turn him onto his back. She brushed a few stray strands of hair out of his face. "Jack?"
"Annamaria!" Annamaria turned to see Will running towards her. "What happened?" he asked as he knelt down beside her. "Something's wrong with Jack. He just fell. He was fine and we were walking and then he just fell. Will something's wrong. I can feel it." Will looked at his friend. His dear friend whom he hadn't left his side since they had been marooned on that bloody island. "We have to get him to the ship." Annamaria and Will slowly lifted him up off the ground and headed towards the Black Pearl.
~*~
Will sat silent in the corner of Jack's room. Jack lay on the bed a few feet in front of Will. Will didn't know what to do. He couldn't even think straight. He had lost everyone important to him in his life. He would be damned and better off dead if he lost Jack too. He couldn't take it. A small groan and a painful cough cut through the deathly silence that had once filled the room.
"Jack?" Will slowly stood up off his chair and walked over towards his bed. He sat down next to Jack and laid a hand on his shoulder. He felt Jack jerk slightly under his touch and then try to back away. "Jack it's just me. Will." Jack turned his head towards Will and tried to sit up. "I know that." he mumbled. "How the bloody hell did I get here?" Will looked at him strangely. "You mean you don't remember what happened?" Jack smirked slightly. "The bloody hell I do. I was on me way to the tavern. Now I wake up back on me ship with you rubbing my shoulder. You trying to tell me somethin mate?" Will withdrew his hand back to his side.
Will watched Jack smirk again. "You fainted. Annamaria said that you said something was wrong and you just fell to the ground." He watched as Jack looked at him strangely. "I remember nothing of the sort. I am just fine and if you don't mind I would like to get back to me rum. It's still calling to me you know." Will chuckled slightly and watched as Jack pulled himself up off the bed. "Your welcome to join me mate." he called after Will as he left the room.
Jack started towards above deck when he stopped. He had lied to Will. He did remember what had happened. He just didn't want to scare the boy. He was fine. He was always fine. Nothing ever stood in the way of Captain Jack Sparrow. Not even when he felt the blood splatter on his hand as he coughed. Something was wrong with Jack. But he would never admit it to anyone of himself. No one would ever know. He would take it to his grave. But Jack would be there sooner then he thought and he needed Will more then he would ever know.
Author's note: I know this chapter is really short but I am planning on posted the next chapter in a few days. Let me know what you think.