Okay I know I really should reward you all for getting me over 100 reviews, thank you all so much by the way, I couldn't have done it without you, wink wink. Anyway, this chapter is a little shorter then normal by about a page... and well... don't kill me okay? The more reviews the quicker I will update. Tomorrow is Monday and Tuesday morning I start school so I may or may not have the next chap up... Review and tell me how much you want to know what happens and I'll try, savvy? I know I know, it's not incredibly fair... but I have that right, I am the writer after all. Oh and since I just remembered that I haven't put up a disclaimer in a while here goes...
I own not Pirates of the Caribbean. I own the movie, I own the soundtrack, I may even own a stuffed monkey that I named Jack, but the rights to the movie I sadly do not own. If I did I would put myself in it and many kissing scenes between Johnny and I would ensue, also the movie might become NC-17... if he would go for it. But fret not for me, for one day I shall have my Johnny all to myself... ahhh... oh wait, sorry, got lost for a moment there. Anyway, thank you all for the beautiful reviews and without further ado I give to you all...
Chapter 22
I Wish...
Saihrena couldn't believe that a week had already passed. Time had moved so quickly and they didn't even have half of everything done yet, which was okay because they were still right on schedule.
Today they were going flower shopping. Jack had cringed when he heard this and began yelling about how he didn't want his ship to look like a bloody girl's ship. They had all laughed hysterically at this and told him to live with it. After all how often did four of Jack's crewmembers get married?
"Time te get up, ye need te shop fer flowers er sumthin," Jack mumbled from beside her, he obviously wasn't getting up.
"I know I know," she grumbled as she sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She quickly dressed, feeling Jack's eyes on her as she did so, and walked to his side of the bed. "We'll be back late love," she said and kissed him softly. He woke up just long enough to kiss her back and grumble a bit before rolling over and going back to sleep. He was snoring softly before she left the room.
They had been shopping for hours, their feet were killing them.
"Let's stop at a tavern and have a drink," Saihrena suggested. They all nodded their acquiescence and they headed towards a tavern Jack often frequented while in town, The Rusty Hinge. Not much of a name, but they served strong liquor in clean glasses, that's all the girls wanted. They made it to the tavern quickly and sat at Jack's usual table, sadly though he wasn't there. A serving girl came over quickly.
"What'll ye 'ave?" She asked.
"Rum," Gabby, Rena, and Kasha said in unison.
"Umm, water would be nice," Liz said quietly. The serving girl looked from the three women to Liz and back again.
"If tha's wha ye wan', I'll 'ave it righ' out fer ye," she said and left.
"So what did you think of the flowers in the last shop?" Rena asked while they waited.
"Actually I thought they were quite lovely, I would like to go back and place an order," Gabby said.
"They were pink," Kasha said indignantly.
"What's wrong with pink?" Gabby demanded. Rena tuned them out. They had been having this same argument all day, Gabby loved pink and thought it would be perfect. Kasha wanted something red, yellow, orange, blue, any color but pink. Rena tended to agree with her, mainly because Jack wouldn't be as upset about the flowers if they were a more manly color, and besides the red flowers would look gorgeous with the black of the Pearl.
"What do you think Rena?" She was brought back by three sets of eyes staring at her.
"Well, uh, truthfully I think red flowers would look absolutely fabulous against the black of the Pearl, but maybe that's just me." This kept the argument going on longer, as she knew it would, but it had to be said. Their drinks arrived shortly after that and they sat and sipped their rums and water. When the rum was almost completely gone Saihrena felt a hand grab her about the waist. Being somewhat inebriated she thought it was Jack, until she smelled the man's breath and felt his hand cover her mouth.
"Well Lady Saihrena we meet again," the man said, and she instantly knew who it was. She looked up to see that three other men had grabbed the others. Before she could reach for her concealed weapon something hit her over the head. Everything went black and Saihrena knew nothing of what transpired after that.
Jack began pacing the front hall, Jonathon, Bandit, Will, and Blair watching from the sitting room. They were all worried, it was late. The sun had been down for hours and the girls still hadn't come home, something was wrong.
"I'm goin te look fer em, ye can come or ye can stay," Jack proclaimed as he opened the front door. Every man stood and followed him.
"Wait, Bandit you should stay here in case they come back," Will said, and reluctantly bandit turned and went back into the house. He sat at the front door and waited.
"What were they doin today?" Jonathon asked from the shadows. Will and Blair were the only one's walking opening in the streets, Jack and Jonathon stayed in the shadows.
"Flowers, bloody flowers fer me ship," Jack grumbled. If only they were okay, if only Saihrena was fine he would let her put whatever flower on his ship forever, as long as she was okay. "If anythin 'appened I'll ring 'er bloody neck," Jack murmured.
"Let's split up, meet back at your tavern in an hour, if we find them grand, if not we'll go back to the house and I'll report them missing to the Commodore," Will said. So they did all of them went off in separate directions.
Jack wandered the streets, looking in flower shops which were all closed by now. Mostly he looked down alleyways and darkened streets. He knew the girls could take care of themselves well enough, but with enough men, or even the element of surprise they could be in trouble. The time passed quickly and he still hadn't found a trace. Dejectedly he sought his favorite tavern to meet Will and the others.
"They prolly 'ave em by now," he murmured as he entered the tavern. His heart broke as he saw the empty tavern. Tables and chairs were overturned, bottles were broken, the owner, Charlie, and the regular bar maid Juanne were missing, and on the floor laid a small purse, the purse Saihrena had worn that morning. Next to it laid Elizabeth's parasol. They had been kidnapped. Jack sat down on the floor and laid his head in his hands. It was all his fault, he never should have left them alone. Now only God knew where she was, the only woman he would ever love. The tavern door burst open and Jonathon ran in, followed closely by Will and Bandit.
"Jack," he called breathlessly.
"What?" He whispered reaching for Saihrena's small purse. He rubbed his thumb over it absentmindedly.
"The Navy is right on our ass," he said as he walked to his friend, his eyes taking in the disarray of the tavern.
"What happened?" Will asked.
"They've been kidnapped," Jack whispered, pointing at the parasol and standing up. He couldn't very well rescue his pirate princess if he were caught. "We gotta get outa 'ere quick. Will ye stay 'ere and look fer Charlie and Juanne, we'll go out the back while ye stall them. Tell em Liz is missin," Jack ordered as he ran for the back. They made it back to Will's house in record time and found Bandit still sitting on the floor.
"Well?" He demanded, standing up and looking back and forth between the three men. His face dropped as he saw their expressions. "What happened?" He whispered breathlessly.
"They've been kidnapped," Jonathon said.
"We gotta get te Tortuga and get the Pearl, she's our only 'ope o findin em," Jack said as he raced upstairs to pack his bag. The others followed behind him. Within ten minutes they had everything they had brought, and even had a bag packed for Will.
They sat and waited impatiently for him to return. It was a race now, if they couldn't get to the Pearl fast enough the girls would be lost and Jack couldn't have that. The men settled down silently to wait. For the first time in Jack's life he prayed for the woman he loved. He prayed he would see her again, he wished he would have the chance to tell her how much he had missed her. He wished...
