Title: Sea Longing part 10/?

Author: GundamNymph

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Archive?: Yes you can, but please let me know. Already on

Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean

Disclaimer: pouts No. I do NOT own Pirates of the Caribbean. Don't remind me!

Rating: R, the rating keeps going up.

Pairings: Jack/Will Elizabeth/Colin Jack/???

Summary: Will is kidnapped not long after coming to term with Jack's leave. Elizabeth and Jack set out to save him.

!!!!WARNING!!!! Slash ahead! Attempted rape. Killing. My first slash! Be easy on me! You see ANY flaws, please let me know. I'll have another excuse to see the movie again. Same for any possible OOC. Also, I know NOTHING about ships! I'm guessing here! Same about the history time-line.

Jack sat there, stunned. For the first time in YEARS, he was actually stunned. His mind was completely blank of all and any thought.

He found his body responding to Will's automatically, lips returning the bruising pressure and his tongue seeking entrance. Will's rough hands cupped his chin, forcing his head back and plunged in with his own tongue. Jack winced at the slight pain as his head hit the stone wall and was brought back to reality.

In seconds, Will was beneath him on the hard packed earth. Startled wide brown eyes looked up at him questioningly.

"Do you have ANY idea what you're doing, you stupid boy?!" Jack growled at him in frustration.

Will frowned a moment as he gazed up at the serious pirate. His dark chocolate eyes were still addled with desire, making Jack's breath come short, his pants tighten and his heart ache.

Will grinned suddenly, pearly teeth flashing in the dim room. He moved his hands so that they rested on the back of Jack's neck before wrapping his legs around the man's waist.

A smug look. "I think I know exactly what I'm doing, Jack." And with that, ground his hips into Jack's growing erection. The pirate moaned helplessly at the sensation.

He glared down at a smirking Will, as the cheeky little bugger began to tease him. "But if YOU don't know what you're doing," with a sudden thrust of his hips and legs, Jack was suddenly looking UP at Will, "I'm sure I can teach you."

Jack let his head fall back to the ground, eyeing the lad above him. Will leaned closer, smirking at his hesitation. "Problem Jack?"

He scowled at the boy, "Yes, there is."

Will raised a curious eyebrow.

Jack gave a feral grin and reversed their positions. "I prefer topsies."

Will was still slightly stunned from the sudden movement when Jack started to kiss him. If possible, it was far more heated than the first kiss and the tell tale bulge against his leg assured him that Jack felt the same way about him.

He let Jack's experienced tongue take over, groaning and writhing with his own desire. He let the new sensations take over his body as he clung to the older man. He pulled at the small braids hanging on either side of his face as they kissed, forcing the man even closer.

Will panted as he pulled back long enough to take in fresh air. Jack's hands were roaming his body, touching him in places that set his body on fire. He moaned again, his tongue diving back into Jack's mouth, tracing the gold he found there. The pirate tasted of rum, spice and the Caribbean sun.

As time began to wear on, the kisses became gentler, almost chaste. Reverent. The pirate's hands were caressing him now, stroking his cheek, fondling his hair and rubbing his jaw. Jack pulled back from another long kiss, still sprawled over Will, and nuzzled his throat. The lad was practically purring as both caught their breath. The captain's weight was comfortable and inviting.

A snort came from the hall, "Nice show, Sparrow."

A pair of dark eyes raised to regard Red solemnly as Will's own brown ones stared at her in surprise.

"How long have YOU been here?"

Jack looked at the man beneath him and turned back to Red. "I'm guessing about five nearly ten minutes, right Whip Girl?"

Red nodded, amused as Will squawked, "WHAT?"

Those dark eyes turned to regard him tenderly. "Didn't want to ruin the moment. Sorry, love."

Will turned indignant eyes on Jack as Red crouched on the floor opposite them.

"So, this is why you lost attention in me, eh Sparrow?"

Jack turned to frown at the woman as Will squirmed out from under him. The youth felt anger towards Jack, at the same time he felt possessive. He stared at him as the man gave a lazy grin to the woman.

"You're a lovely bird, Angie, but the last time we met it was under, how do I say this? Tentative circumstances and the like?" Jack's torso was tilting from side to side as he spoke to her.

Red snorted, black eyes glittering in the dim room. "You were stealing Nathan's ship right from beneath him and I was too enthralled with my 'catch' to notice."

Will raised an eyebrow as Jack chuckled. "Poor lad. Was a bit intimidated by you, was he?"

Red stood, smirking at the pirate now sitting cross-legged. "You're the only one besides Dante who's never been afraid of me. I'm not quite sure what to think of that." She looked at Will, grinning devilishly. "Come to think of it, you weren't too impressed with me either. You're certainly an interesting character. How you managed to leash Sparrow is beyond me. Tells a lot about your personality."

Jack grunted indignantly as Will continued to look on. "There has been no leashing of any kind, love. I'm sorry to say your grapevine isn't what it used to be."

Red raised an unbelieving eyebrow. "Oh, so? If I decided to hang you two separately, what would you say to that, 'darling'?"

Will began to feel alarmed, but for once, wisely kept silent.

Jack sat up straighter. "I still say you're reading far into things."

Red rolled her eyes and looked at the younger man. "He's still in denial, isn't he?"

Will gave her a curious glance, "He's right. We haven't been more than friends--"

"Up until at least a while ago, eh boy?"

Will shut his mouth, glaring at her with heated cheeks.

She gave him an almost fond glance. "As I said, boy, Sparrow's been in denial." She sent a look to a roused Jack, quieting him. "We used to have fun. Whenever he visited with the Pearl, we would have a night on the town. The man is an artist with the female body. He could send me to places I've never been. And if your head swells anymore, I'm cutting off your manhood here and now, Sparrow."

Will felt a tinge of amusement at her words, even through a chill of jealousy.

"As I was saying, the bastard here was amazing in bed. Thing was, he never seemed to truly let go of himself. I used to think he just didn't trust anyone enough to completely sate himself, save one or two whores from Tortuga. One of them doesn't count." She noted Will's confused glance. "Oh, he never slept with Cassandra. She's his daughter. Not really a whore, either. She just runs the establishment."

Will turned wide eyes to Jack who avoided his look and cleared his throat as Red continued.

"Lovely little thing. Takes after her mother mostly. Poor girl has been orphaned for years, but she's held her own."

Still looking at the male pirate he asked, "She wouldn't happen to be the brunette who wore red at the tavern we visited, would she?"

Red grinned. "The one and only. Oh, Sparrow and Sophie weren't ever really in love, but she wanted a child and was quite fond of the scoundrel. I believe he, in turn, cared for her."

Jack sneaked a sheepish look in Will's direction, trying to regain composure and gauge his reaction. "Red, love, don't you think that's enough gossip for now?"

She gave him an amused look. "The alternative is the noose, Sparrow."

Jack made fluttering motions with his hand, suddenly eager to hear her side of the story. "Then, by all means, DO continue."

"Knew that would shut your trap. Where was I? Right, he's good in bed and has a daughter. He's been with countless whores, up until recently. Always wondered why he seemed to suddenly become celibate these past few months. Guess I have my answer."

Jack bristled. "Your point, 'love'?"

Red smiled wickedly at Will. "You'd die for him, wouldn't you? You almost did, several times in fact, from what I hear."

Will stared back at her as Jack gave them both sharp glances. The pirate began to open his mouth when Will cut him off.

"I have on a few occasions. And yes, I WOULD die for him. He's a dear friend."

"Do you love him?"

"Angelina, just bloody speak your mind!"

She still looked at Will as she replied to Jack, "You called me by my first name, Sparrow. I must REALLY be pissing you off." Then she spoke to the young man before her, Jack silently stewing and trying to figure out what was going on. "You gave quite a show out there. I'm assuming Dante was telling you all about his obsession with pillaging Jack's ass. Made you snap."

Will glared at her, nostrils flaring. "So it did. I didn't really care for his plans involving me either."

She leaned against the bars, twisting a lock of red hair. "You love the scalawag, don't you?"

No hesitation. "Yes." He was growing tired of her games and he could feel Jack's smoldering eyes boring into his back.

She grinned madly. "You love him, desire him and would die for him, eh? But I wonder, does he feel the same?" She turned to look at Jack, Will following her gaze. "DO you, love?"

Jack was staring at her, eyes narrowed. Will could feel his heart leap and face flush. He knew the captain desired him, but he still doubted the man might actually love him.

Jack crossed his arms carelessly over his bent knee. "And what would it mean to you, if I did or didn't? You're so eager to kill me and take the whelp along for the ride, it makes me wonder."

Will admonished himself at the sting he felt. Of course he would avoid such a question. He was Jack, and boy, did he LOVE playing mind games.

Red cocked her head. "I should have known you would answer my question with one of your own. It's been too long since I've had to match wits with the likes of you, Sparrow."

Will bit back a chuckle at Jack's goofy grin.

She continued to speak, "I'm curious about you, Sparrow. It's always been difficult to read your mind. I have met no man, or woman who was able to do so."

Jack's smile widened. "Always thought it made me look mysterious. But you know, love, I think you HAVE met the only one who might be able to understand me. The boy here is well on his way to becoming a pirate himself."

Red's sharp black eyes stared down Will, and he felt completely exposed for a moment. He shifted as she stared at him, the pirate beside him still grinning. Jack seemed to be almost beaming with paternal pride.

She turned back to Sparrow. "So I see. Finally got yourself a permanent lover, eh?"

Jack didn't answer, continuing to look her over carefully with seemingly bored eyes as he sat there, swaying to a beat only he could hear.

Red stroked the metal bars. "You know, your answer to my earlier question may let you live longer. Both of you."

Jack raised an amused eyebrow. "Is that so, love? You're really that curious? Must be eating away at you if you're willing to piss off your men."

She smiled madly and pulled out a gun. She pointed it towards Will, eyes still on the rogue. "It is. You see, I desperately always wondered why you left. And now that I may have my answer so close, I'm ready to take drastic measures."

Will sat up, wide-eyed at she cocked back the safety.

She looked at Jack's dark eyes, reveling in the alarm creeping into them. "What do you say now, 'love'? Do I have to kill the boy to find out? Or shoot off a limb?" Glittering black eyes turned to Will. "Or do I really have to kill you at all?"

Will glanced away from her smirking face to see Jack's reaction. His face was rather neutral, but there was that flare again. That heat seeping into those eyes. He had seen it before. That smoldering flare in those dark eyes was protective, almost possessive, as they surveyed the situation.

Red grinned at him, and pulled back the trigger.

Elizabeth whacked the pirate upside the head, completely and thoroughly disgusted. What was it with pirates and raping? Were they THAT desperate? And did they REALLY think she'd let them just manhandle her?

She glowered at Gibbs as he stumbled towards her. "What did you find out?"

The stout man panted a moment, trying to catch his breath. He pulled out his pouch from the neck of his shirt, but she snatched it away before the leather touched his lips.

He whimpered. "Oh, come now, Miss Elizabeth. I've been running around all night. I need a break."

"And what about Will and Jack?"

Gibbs waved his hand around. "They're alive. Now please, kindly give that back."

He quibbled under her glare. The lass would made a great pirate. She stood in the dank shadow behind a tavern, wearing borrowed clothes from AnaMaria. Three bodies were at her feet and the fierce and heated glare made her look like a merciless pirate out on a mission of revenge.

Her nostrils flared. "You can have the VILE drink back as soon as I hear word of WHAT the bloody hell happened here!"

Gibbs fluttered his hands, fearful of being found. "Shh! You want the cods to hear?"

"She has a point, Mr. Gibbs."

Both turned to see a smiling AnaMaria, her hands on her hips as she gazed at Elizabeth. Both women turned to stare down the mournful pirate.

He waved his hands in submission. "Fine. Fine. They caught Jack and Will while they were hiding in a cave. They took them into town to meet up with Dante."

"And what happened? How was Will?"

"The lad only had simple wounds from a few escapes. He was fine. Dante wasn't so lucky. Apparently, the boy snapped at some point and killed Dante before the bastard could do anything more than taunt them. Sent the town into chaos."

"I can imagine," AnaMaria said dryly.

"Well, seems the boy snapped the blackguards neck and Red took the moment to signal her men. They took the town in less than twenty minutes. Everyone is about, celebrating now. I don't know where the prison is. I can only guess that's where they're being kept."

Elizabeth frowned. "What are they going to do with them?"

"Hang them in a few hours."

Everyone turned to see Colin entering the area with Cotton behind him.

"What?"

He gave a grim smile to her. "This Red of yours, she plans to hang them in the morning. Has a grudge against Captain Sparrow."

"Do you know where they are?"

He nodded. "The prison is a few blocks from here, hidden beneath a brothel. I couldn't get too close, but they seem fine." His eyes glittered. "More than fine actually."

Elizabeth and AnaMaria exchanged glances before turning to raise questioning eyebrows.

"It appears I have found who your dear William is in love with."

The other three looked at each other, confused. Elizabeth turned back to Colin, biting her lip, stuttering over her question. "But, Will. Who. I thought the only other one in the cell with him was Jack?"

Colin cleared his throat and blushed as Elizabeth's eyes widened.

AnaMaria let a snicker. "I never thought I'd see the day when 'Captain Jack Sparrow' would admit to falling in love and act on those feelings."

Elizabeth glared at her. "You KNEW?"

A smirk still on her face, she answered truthfully, "No. Not for very long, actually. When you showed up I started having my own suspicions, though. I knew he cared for the lad when I first met him. Boy kept him on his toes, watched over him. Great pair, but I never thought much more of it. Then the 'Captain' started to act even odder than usual when you showed up. Seemed actually WORRIED."

Gibbs nodded sagely, sneaking up behind Elizabeth. "That he did."

The younger woman saw him trying to sneak up on her and just rolled her eyes, flinging the leather flask at him. She sighed as he grabbed it and took a swig from it. "This gets more and more difficult."

Colin raised an eyebrow at her. "How so?"

She leaned against the stone wall, eyeing him tiredly. "What do you mean?"

The blond shrugged, crossing his arms. "Mr. Turner longs for the sea, right? And he doesn't have much of an aversion to piracy any more, does he?"

Her brown eyes narrowed, thinking. "No, he doesn't. I'd say he's mostly there already."

"And they care for each other. It's simple, really. Break them out of prison, get back to the Pearl with them, they can drop us off near Port Royal, and Mr. Turner can just become a member of the crew, right?"

Gibbs didn't answer, still holding his flask lovingly; but AnaMaria started to nod. "Jack does need a First Mate as soon as I get me a new ship. With the lad on his back, I'm sure to get compensated for my old ship that bastard stole from me. By then, the boy will know all the workings and will make a competent sailor." The black woman suddenly grinned widely. "Jack once told me the only person he could trust was a stupid whelp with a fixation for killing pirates. I think he was trying to insult me at the time, but Cotton's parrot on his head dimmed the dramatic air he was going for."

Elizabeth smiled. "Sounds like Jack. Now, how do we get them out? Most of the crew will still be on the Pearl."

AnaMaria grinned. "I picked up a thing or two working with Jack. Shouldn't be that much of a problem to free them." The others couldn't help but remember how they sneaked into the pirate port, using an old rowboat beneath the surface of the water.

Colin shook his head. "There are only a few guards stationed at the prison. That's what worries me. They should be expecting us. It's almost like they WANT us to come."

AnaMaria and Gibbs exchanged a look and started talking in low tones. Elizabeth walked over to Colin, draping a grateful arm over his as the pirates debated. He smiled down at her. "Don't worry, Miss Swann. We'll get them out of this."

She grinned at him gently, before kissing him on the cheek.

His green eyes widened in astonishment. "What was that for?"

"A thanks. For everything. For understanding."

"It's really no problem, Miss Swann. As a sailor, you learn to adapt to things."

"Do me a favor?"

"Anything."

She leaned closer as Cotton sent his bird off with a message. "Call me Elizabeth."

A flash of white teeth in the dark hours before dawn. "Only if you call me Colin."

She grinned. "Done."

GN