Again, this was done with a sleep deprived brain. It's probably VERY sloppy.

Title: Sea Longing part 15/?

Author: GundamNymph

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Archive?: Yes you can, but please let me know. I'm hoping to go over it when it's done before you do so, though. Already on

Movie: Pirates of the Caribbean

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

Rating: R, the rating keeps going up. Soon to be NC-17

Pairings: Jack/Will Elizabeth/Colin hints Jack/Red hints

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

!!!!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.

Currently working on SleepyHollow/PotC fic, Sleepy Hollow fic, TheCrow/VampireDiaries fic, and too many others...

Elizabeth peered into the room with a smile on her face. "Awake yet?"

Will blinked his eyes owlishly in the dim room as he sat up. He returned her smile as his eyes adjusted to the light pouring through the open door from behind her. "Awake and ready, Miss Swann."

She raised an eyebrow but entered.

"Where did Jack run off to?"

She grinned. "He's preparing for our arrival. It seems that the Commodore has yet to return, but I hear Captain Gillette is waiting for us."

Will laughed quietly. "Jack must be tinkled pink."

She sat down on the edge of the bed and rested her hand against his brow. He accepted the gesture with a roll of his eyes, but they were lit with joy.

"He's running about the deck as usual. I suspect he's got another hair brained scheme up that sleeve of his."

Will's grin widened. "Doesn't he always?"

She leaned back, soft brown eyes searching him. "And how are you feeling?"

He sighed, leaning back against the pillows. "Much better, but for all the Mother Hen-ing Jack is doing, you'd think I was sick with the Fever."

She giggled, the sound carrying out through the room. "Oh, give us a break, Will. Give HIM a break."

He gazed at her, perplexed at the serious tone entering her voice.

Elizabeth sighed. "You are so rarely vulnerable or sick, Will. You can hold your own in a fight and your mind is stubborn as a rock at times. As much as it may pain you, it's nice to be taking care of you for once." A sly grin lit her face. "I must admit, as worried as I was, it was nice to be chasing after you for a change. And to see the great Captain Jack Sparrow unraveled?"

Will cocked an eyebrow at her, a blush beginning to stain his still pale skin.

There was a wistful glint in her sorrel eyes as she stared off. "He cares for you very deeply. He may not show it, but if you watch him for the longest time, you can see it." Those eyes turned to look at him. "Don't let him out of your sight. A rogue he may be, but he is one of a kind and has a good heart. I wouldn't leave you here with him if I thought otherwise."

Will watched her with those soulful eyes, making her heart leap at the sadness that entered them. "You will find your soulmate, Lizabeth. After all you've been through, Fate owes you that much. Perhaps you don't have to look very far?"

This time a blush stained HER cheeks as she glared at him. "Colin is just a very good and kind friend-"

"Who is absolutely smitten with you."

A frown tugged at her lips. "Will..."

"And who could blame him? Besides, don't the best relationships start out with friendships?"

She sighed, staring at her childhood friend. The one that had stuck by her in the shadows and never failed to comfort her. The one that understood her passion about pirates and never mocked her. The one that she had grown away from until recently.

She reached out with a graceful hand and tucked a lock of his hair behind an ear. She smiled almost bitterly at him. "No, Will. Your time is now, with him. Maybe...someday...I'll find my own person. But it's your time now. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. And if I ever do find that someone, you'll be the first to know."

He looked at her a moment, pulling her hand up so he could kiss it tenderly. This was not a conversation he would win today and he knew it. He settled for teasing his love interest. "And Jack will be the second. He's a very catching gossip. He's worse than Widow Fields."

She giggled. "How come that does not surprise me?"

A knock sounded at the door. Both turned and called, "enter".

Colin and Gibbs peeked through, grinning at the old friends.

"Captain Sparrow requests that you come up, Elizabeth."

"And he said to bring the 'whelp' to him and some rope from his chest."

Elizabeth and Will exchanged a look, knowing that they were about to partake in another of Jack's brilliant and maddening plans.

Will leaned against the post, watching as they sailed out of Port Royal. The breeze felt good against his skin as he rid himself of the confining ropes, the spray cooling him in the afternoon sun and the wind pulling at his hair.

He smiled, even as Elizabeth and Colin grew smaller and smaller on the docks, a fuming Gillette beside them.

"Knowing the two of you, we'll be seeing them again in no time. Don't fret over it anymore than you have to, love."

Will didn't turn to look at Jack, but he smiled and leaned up against his Captain, basking in the slighter man's warmth. "Why do you say that?"

"Because neither one of you can ever stay out of trouble for long and it's usually me running off to save you. Regardless of reason and consequence or the Code."

He did turn then, only to watch Jack's face as he stared off at open sea. A free delight ignited in those dark eyes and a smile was spreading those full lips. They both just stood there for a while...Will watching Jack who was watching the Sea.

Will blinked sleepily in the bright sun and turned to see Port Royal itself becoming a spec on the horizon. The soothing tilt of the deck was rocking him to sleep even as he stood. He shook himself and gazed at the crew as they scrambled across the deck.

He'd being doing that himself very soon. As soon as his damned shoulder was fully healed. Jack would have it no other way. The crew hadn't really commented on their Captain's 'guest', but Will was sure they understood well enough from the smirks and winks sent his way.

"Best get you back indoors, love."

He spun in his lover's arms to say something in protest (it had been far too long since he'd been topside) but a massive yawn sent his jaw popping. He blinked kittenishly at Jack's widening grin, wanting desperately to wipe it off. He pouted, frowning for a moment before leaning over and capturing those sculpted lips.

Jack was still for a heartbeat, clearly expecting a fight instead of such a reaction, but responded almost feverishly. Those soft lips opened beneath his and he took, plunging his tongue in that wet heat...taking joy in it as any pirate would at plundering. He felt a cat-like smugness entering his tired brain, feeling very accomplished at shutting Jack up and wiping that grin off.

He pulled away with a final lick and nip at that full bottom lip, taking great amusement in those dazed dark eyes, before turning on his heel and heading for the Captain's cabin. "Aye, aye, Captain."

He couldn't help but feel swelling pride at AnnaMaria's amused and cheering grin, Gibbs astonishment and the crew's bewilderment and befuddlement. He was not yet a full member of the crew and he would take great delight until he was.

He knew that as soon as he was better, there would be hell to pay. But at least this time he had called Jack his Captain.

"And he just let the boy kiss him in front of the whole crew?!" Red shook her head in astonishment. "Either Jack has grown far too soft and whipped, or the lad is given far too little credit."

AnnaMaria grinned at her new friend. "I'd say a little of both. The bastard is clearly not used to wind-milling about his bed partner and the boy has more spunk than Jack can handle."

The taller woman threw back her head and laughed. "More spunk than that bit of skirt I met?"

The black woman sat down on a crate, white teeth flashing in a smile. "I'd say there is a high possibility." She cocked her head in thought. "I think the blackguard was severely outnumbered by just the two of them. He was more than anxious to get the girl off board. I highly doubt it had anything to do with the Code. Jack never had a problem with me on board."

Red gave a nasty smirk. "Well, if we ever have trouble with him again, we'll just call on Miss Swann and his new plaything. It's far more amusing to watch them chew him out. The idiot hardly even retaliates. And the heckling between him and the boy? PRICELESS! If it wasn't so much fun, I'd have been insulted as a pirate and strung him up by his testicles on the rigging."

AnnaMaria chewed her lower lip. "Aye. Anyone but his own crew wouldn't understand. But Jack'll get even in his own way. Even HE hasn't grown that soft. I already feel sorry for the whelp. As soon as he's feeling right as rain..."

Red pulled her hair back and tied it with her scarf. "That is something I'd like to see. One time I did wrong by him...had me tied to the helm, naked as the day I was born, while most of the crew was in port." She stared off, bitterness entering her eyes even as her lips smiled. "It was amazing. As humiliating and scathing as it was, it was also erotic. The scoundrel was always exasperating that way..."

The darker woman raised an eyebrow. "Somehow, I am still glad I never let him have his way with me."

Black eyes gazed at her, glittering in the dim, small cabin. "I'm surprised you could resist those charms of his...he's like a Siren out of Greece."

AnnaMaria stared at a knot in the wooden wall behind the bed. "If he ever so much as laid a finger on me, I slapped him. I saw what he did to the others, whether it was intentional or not. I resolved never to become a victim to that. He stopped his advances a few years ago, but he still likes to play his games."

"Aye, he always did. Never thought I'd see the day when he'd be friends or partners with the fairer sex. It was a bittersweet surprise."

AnnaMaria lifted her booted feet to rest on her old bed. "It's hard to believe he's suddenly become monogamous. Even with Bootstrap's son."

"Tell me more about this boy...William."

The dark woman thought a moment. "I hardly know enough about it as it is, but Jack has certainly been acting strange since the dispute with Barbossa..."

An insistent tickling started deep in his nostrils before a sneeze exploded from Jack's nose. Gibbs and Cotton eyed him with disbelief.

"Captain?"

The pirate scrunched his nose as he looked at his crew mates over the map. "It's nothing. The great Captain Jack Sparrow has never been sick and will never BE sick. Get on with your explanations, Gibbs. It's probably just the girls talking about me again."

Cotton and Gibbs exchanged a look at Jack's knowing smirk. Shouldn't he be more worried about those two scheming than getting sick?? The women clearly had it in for him.

Maybe they should warn the crew to keep an eye out...tell the whelp too.

GN