Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, nor do I own any of its characters. It is an inspired work and more a sequel of the story.
Author's Note: Well, my story isn't going too bad, is it? I'm sorry if I haven't updated my story lately. I've been busy doing schoolwork etc. I've read over both chapters and I've realised I've put in a lot of dialogue (I'm sorry. I'm just used to script writing). Well, in this chapter I'm trying to cut back on it, so bare with me.
Summary: Jack just arrived in Port Royal with his crewmembers. In the previous chapter, Elizabeth arrived home to find Jack in her living room with Will. This chapter is very short and not much happens. This chapter is approximately one day... (more like one night). All I'm going to say about this chapter is that everything happens at night. No dirty thoughts! :P
Elizabeth's face was in shock. She was still. Her gloved hands were clasped onto her mouth and her eyes were wide. Elizabeth couldn't believe he was there. Jack was in her house. The pirate Commodore was looking for was in her house! She was happy, of course. Elizabeth had not seen the man for over a year, but what troubled her most was the fact that Jack wasn't safe in her house.
"Elizabeth, aren't you going to say hello to your dear ol' Jack?" said Jack, standing up off the rug, holding out his arms to greet her. Elizabeth didn't reply. She removed her hands from her face to reveal the shocked expression she had.
"Guess not," he said.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Jack," Elizabeth quickly said hesitantly "I'm just shocked, that's all."
Elizabeth felt guilty. After the visit at her father's house, and hearing about the trouble Jack had put her father in, she couldn't help but feel guilty. There she was, standing in front of the man, Commodore, the pirates, and the whole navy were looking for.
"Elizabeth, is something the matter?" asked Will, a bit concerned.
"Oh, look at you," said Jack, chuckling, as he spoke "Aren't you the gentleman these days. Where has the pirate blood in you gone?" There was a short silence among them. Elizabeth, tired, and miserable slumped onto a seat beside the fire.
"William Turner was a good man and a good pirate. I can see it in you too. You crave all what he craved; money, excitement...the list goes on Will." joked Jack.
Will was surprised yet fulfilled as the words Jack spoke started seeping into his mind. He gave a sort of look of satisfaction and acceptance. His expression on his face changed. Being unable to know his father well enough really left a hole in his heart. Elizabeth noticed it. She put her worries aside and sat down beside him; making a cosy spot for herself by the warm fire, and gave Will a comforting hug around the neck. She took his hands in hers and held it.
"He was a good husband too. Your mother loved him and he loved her," said Jack, noticing the love Elizabeth and Will shared. He didn't notice too much because he broke the mood of the conversation with "He was lucky. She was a fine woman". He moved his hands to show her shape of body, looking as if he was in a trance, as he ignored Elizabeth and Will's shocked expressions. He looked tired and sleepy, but almost delirious. As soon as it all happened it was over. Jack fell over, onto the rug, lying asleep by the fire.
"What did you give him?" asked Elizabeth to Will. He shrugged and gave out confused look.
"I gave him a glass of wine," said Will "he probably had a few drinks before he came here. Mr Gibbs was here for a bit as well. They're all in the Pearl hiding off coast behind the heads"
"Oh, Will. I hope no one saw him. I was at father's house and he was telling me how much Jack was wanted by Port Royal and those pirates!" Elizabeth started hesitating. She grabbed Will's arms and squeezed them tightly. "He has to leave. Now. Wake him up. It's best he go before anyone sees him".
"Elizabeth, don't worry. Let him stay for the night. It wouldn't hurt" reassured Will.
The air was still, and the night was black. The Turner house was quite, and everyone had gone to bed. All but Jack...
"Where am I?" Jack spoke softly, creeping around the hallways "It's those pirates. They've got me".
He felt around for his gun and sword. His hands grabbed what felt like his hat. He put it on his head, and continued looking for his equipment. As his eyes got used to the darkness, the dark spots started taking the shapes of objects. He grabbed his gun and held his sword, ready to strike at the 'pirates'. He opened his door and snuck through a few rooms and hallways.
"Funny. It's too silent. Where are you, you scallywags? Hiding perhaps?" whispered Jack to himself "I have to get out of here".
He heard sounds. People were sleeping in the room opposite him. He crept over to see who or what it was but his shoe caught on something, and tripped over. There was a crash and a thud. He got up quickly, took a stance with his sword and waited. Light came from the room and its door opened. A woman stood there with a candle. She screamed as loud as she could. Jack quickly rushed over, took a knife from his pocket, covered her mouth with his hand, and put the knife up to her throat. Two other doors swung open and Will and Elizabeth came rushing out from them. Will carried a silver sword and a lamp. Their faces shared a mix of shock, scare, and confusion. Jack seemed just as confused.
A/N: By the way, to those who are unaware of this, Elizabeth and Will aren't married yet. They sleep in separate rooms until after the wedding. I'm trying to keep the date genuine and the morals (I assume) are different from today's.
"Jack, what are you doing?" asked Will lively and awake, in a stance ready to strike Jack.
"Have they captured you too, Will?" said Jack.
He started to remember what had happened the night before, and realised he was still holding a knife at the woman, who, he later found out, was the maid in the Turner household. He held his knife down and let her go, embarrassed.
"And why are you wearing one of my hats?" asked Elizabeth, confused and still sleepy.
Jack took off the hat that was on his head, and held it. His eyes were wide with surprise to see, not the black leather hat he normally wore, but a woman's hat of pastel purples and pink with a white bow and feather on it.
He returned the hat to Elizabeth, silently, and for a moment tried to hide his face in embarrassment. He looked over to the maid who was trembling in shock next to Elizabeth.
"Sorry love," said Jack, giving her a look of awkwardness. He looked over to Will and Elizabeth speechless. He tried using hand signals to explain himself and mumbled a few words but there was no real explanation.
"I'll be in my room if anyone needs me," he said finally, pointing towards the door and left.
It was an awkward situation for all.
"He's in the wrong room," said Elizabeth to Will, pointing to her bedroom.
"I'll get him," replied Will.
No sooner had it been that Jack came out of the room that Will had to show him to his own room. Everyone made for the bedroom and soon after, the lights dimmed and were out for the night.
The morning shone bright through all the windows, and everyone was busy. Will was getting ready to go to the Blacksmith's and the maid, named Michaela, was already washing up. Elizabeth was eating breakfast, when Will came in. His dark maroon shirt buttons weren't done up but his hair was pulled back in a ponytail. His pants and shoes were black and his shoes were shined.
Michaela turned around and had a glimpse of his bare chest. Her eyes met up at his and then hers darted away. She almost dropped the dishes, as her face turned pink. She left the room in a hurry, heading towards the pantry. Elizabeth noticed this.
"You know you shouldn't come into a room, half undressed like that. Michaela is not but a young girl," said Elizabeth; her voice sounding a bit uneasy "besides, aren't I the only one to see you in..."
At that moment, before Elizabeth could finish, the doorbell rang. Michaela came out from the pantry and went to open the door. The dining room walls hid the front door, but Elizabeth and Will could hear who it was. It was the Governor-Elizabeth's father...
To be continued....
Please review!
Author's Note: Well, my story isn't going too bad, is it? I'm sorry if I haven't updated my story lately. I've been busy doing schoolwork etc. I've read over both chapters and I've realised I've put in a lot of dialogue (I'm sorry. I'm just used to script writing). Well, in this chapter I'm trying to cut back on it, so bare with me.
Summary: Jack just arrived in Port Royal with his crewmembers. In the previous chapter, Elizabeth arrived home to find Jack in her living room with Will. This chapter is very short and not much happens. This chapter is approximately one day... (more like one night). All I'm going to say about this chapter is that everything happens at night. No dirty thoughts! :P
Elizabeth's face was in shock. She was still. Her gloved hands were clasped onto her mouth and her eyes were wide. Elizabeth couldn't believe he was there. Jack was in her house. The pirate Commodore was looking for was in her house! She was happy, of course. Elizabeth had not seen the man for over a year, but what troubled her most was the fact that Jack wasn't safe in her house.
"Elizabeth, aren't you going to say hello to your dear ol' Jack?" said Jack, standing up off the rug, holding out his arms to greet her. Elizabeth didn't reply. She removed her hands from her face to reveal the shocked expression she had.
"Guess not," he said.
"Oh, I'm so sorry Jack," Elizabeth quickly said hesitantly "I'm just shocked, that's all."
Elizabeth felt guilty. After the visit at her father's house, and hearing about the trouble Jack had put her father in, she couldn't help but feel guilty. There she was, standing in front of the man, Commodore, the pirates, and the whole navy were looking for.
"Elizabeth, is something the matter?" asked Will, a bit concerned.
"Oh, look at you," said Jack, chuckling, as he spoke "Aren't you the gentleman these days. Where has the pirate blood in you gone?" There was a short silence among them. Elizabeth, tired, and miserable slumped onto a seat beside the fire.
"William Turner was a good man and a good pirate. I can see it in you too. You crave all what he craved; money, excitement...the list goes on Will." joked Jack.
Will was surprised yet fulfilled as the words Jack spoke started seeping into his mind. He gave a sort of look of satisfaction and acceptance. His expression on his face changed. Being unable to know his father well enough really left a hole in his heart. Elizabeth noticed it. She put her worries aside and sat down beside him; making a cosy spot for herself by the warm fire, and gave Will a comforting hug around the neck. She took his hands in hers and held it.
"He was a good husband too. Your mother loved him and he loved her," said Jack, noticing the love Elizabeth and Will shared. He didn't notice too much because he broke the mood of the conversation with "He was lucky. She was a fine woman". He moved his hands to show her shape of body, looking as if he was in a trance, as he ignored Elizabeth and Will's shocked expressions. He looked tired and sleepy, but almost delirious. As soon as it all happened it was over. Jack fell over, onto the rug, lying asleep by the fire.
"What did you give him?" asked Elizabeth to Will. He shrugged and gave out confused look.
"I gave him a glass of wine," said Will "he probably had a few drinks before he came here. Mr Gibbs was here for a bit as well. They're all in the Pearl hiding off coast behind the heads"
"Oh, Will. I hope no one saw him. I was at father's house and he was telling me how much Jack was wanted by Port Royal and those pirates!" Elizabeth started hesitating. She grabbed Will's arms and squeezed them tightly. "He has to leave. Now. Wake him up. It's best he go before anyone sees him".
"Elizabeth, don't worry. Let him stay for the night. It wouldn't hurt" reassured Will.
The air was still, and the night was black. The Turner house was quite, and everyone had gone to bed. All but Jack...
"Where am I?" Jack spoke softly, creeping around the hallways "It's those pirates. They've got me".
He felt around for his gun and sword. His hands grabbed what felt like his hat. He put it on his head, and continued looking for his equipment. As his eyes got used to the darkness, the dark spots started taking the shapes of objects. He grabbed his gun and held his sword, ready to strike at the 'pirates'. He opened his door and snuck through a few rooms and hallways.
"Funny. It's too silent. Where are you, you scallywags? Hiding perhaps?" whispered Jack to himself "I have to get out of here".
He heard sounds. People were sleeping in the room opposite him. He crept over to see who or what it was but his shoe caught on something, and tripped over. There was a crash and a thud. He got up quickly, took a stance with his sword and waited. Light came from the room and its door opened. A woman stood there with a candle. She screamed as loud as she could. Jack quickly rushed over, took a knife from his pocket, covered her mouth with his hand, and put the knife up to her throat. Two other doors swung open and Will and Elizabeth came rushing out from them. Will carried a silver sword and a lamp. Their faces shared a mix of shock, scare, and confusion. Jack seemed just as confused.
A/N: By the way, to those who are unaware of this, Elizabeth and Will aren't married yet. They sleep in separate rooms until after the wedding. I'm trying to keep the date genuine and the morals (I assume) are different from today's.
"Jack, what are you doing?" asked Will lively and awake, in a stance ready to strike Jack.
"Have they captured you too, Will?" said Jack.
He started to remember what had happened the night before, and realised he was still holding a knife at the woman, who, he later found out, was the maid in the Turner household. He held his knife down and let her go, embarrassed.
"And why are you wearing one of my hats?" asked Elizabeth, confused and still sleepy.
Jack took off the hat that was on his head, and held it. His eyes were wide with surprise to see, not the black leather hat he normally wore, but a woman's hat of pastel purples and pink with a white bow and feather on it.
He returned the hat to Elizabeth, silently, and for a moment tried to hide his face in embarrassment. He looked over to the maid who was trembling in shock next to Elizabeth.
"Sorry love," said Jack, giving her a look of awkwardness. He looked over to Will and Elizabeth speechless. He tried using hand signals to explain himself and mumbled a few words but there was no real explanation.
"I'll be in my room if anyone needs me," he said finally, pointing towards the door and left.
It was an awkward situation for all.
"He's in the wrong room," said Elizabeth to Will, pointing to her bedroom.
"I'll get him," replied Will.
No sooner had it been that Jack came out of the room that Will had to show him to his own room. Everyone made for the bedroom and soon after, the lights dimmed and were out for the night.
The morning shone bright through all the windows, and everyone was busy. Will was getting ready to go to the Blacksmith's and the maid, named Michaela, was already washing up. Elizabeth was eating breakfast, when Will came in. His dark maroon shirt buttons weren't done up but his hair was pulled back in a ponytail. His pants and shoes were black and his shoes were shined.
Michaela turned around and had a glimpse of his bare chest. Her eyes met up at his and then hers darted away. She almost dropped the dishes, as her face turned pink. She left the room in a hurry, heading towards the pantry. Elizabeth noticed this.
"You know you shouldn't come into a room, half undressed like that. Michaela is not but a young girl," said Elizabeth; her voice sounding a bit uneasy "besides, aren't I the only one to see you in..."
At that moment, before Elizabeth could finish, the doorbell rang. Michaela came out from the pantry and went to open the door. The dining room walls hid the front door, but Elizabeth and Will could hear who it was. It was the Governor-Elizabeth's father...
To be continued....
Please review!