Pirates of the Caribbean – Love : It's Just Another Game We Play
By Princess-Pirate
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Summary: The sequel to FEELINGS TOO DEEP TO ADMIT TO YOU.
Pirates of the Caribbean turns 21st Century. Will, Lizzie, Jack and the rest of the POTC crew are all College students in my modern day story of their lives. Will is in a coma due to an injury suffered by protecting Elizabeth. Now everyone is trying to pick up the pieces of their lives.
Pairings: Jack / Anamaria, Will / Elizabeth and a lot of other characters.
Disclaimer: All the characters, ships, and places in the Caribbean belong to Walt Disney and producer Jerry Bruckheimer (I wish). Some of the new characters are my own creations and therefore I have some ownership over them. The shopping centre is one in Cape Town; SA and I also don't own that name.
Warning: Rating will go up for blood, gore and suicide. Beware also for plotting and backstabbing galore.
A/N: Please read and tell me what you think. First read FEELINGS TOO DEEP TO ADMIT TO YOU, otherwise you may not understand what is going on in this story. All reviews and ideas on coming chapters are most welcome.
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Chapter 17 – Help Gets There In Time
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Paris – France
Abandoned Warehouse
10:30 AM
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Will slowly opened his eyes. He sat up and looked around. "Ouch" he said as he tried to turn him around. He sat still and looked down at Jack who was lying on the ground. He looked at his friend and gasped.
His lips were dry and there were dark circles around his eyes. Some blood ran over his forehead. He didn't look too good.
"Jack" he said as he shook him awake.
Jack slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. He sat up but found it difficult. Why was he feeling so light-headed?
"Are you okay?" asked Will.
"Yeah" lied Jack, hiding the urge to yell out how tired he was but his friend needed him "I'm just a little dizzy. I'll be okay."
"We're not going to make it are we?" Will asked suddenly. Jack looked at him.
"Don't say that" he said.
"I'm telling the truth," Will said as he looked at him.
Jack wanted to snap back but darkness overtook him and he fell to the ground.
"Jack" Will looked at his friend. He sat down next to him and tried to turn him on his back but it only hurt his ribs. Every movement felt like someone forcing all the air out of his lungs. Everything in front of him seemed dimmed and he had trouble focusing on Jack on front of him.
"Will" he heard his name.
"Lindsey" he called and a moment later he saw his friend's face in the window.
"Help us" he said.
"I'm coming. Hang on," said Lindsey as she kicked the door in. She ran to where Will stood next to Jack and stopped when she saw how pale Will was. "Are you okay?" she asked.
Will nodded and turned towards her. Suddenly he felt the ground spinning.
"Will" yelled Lindsey as her friend collapsed on the floor. Blood seeping from his mouth and nose. The pain inside his body was just too much. "We need some help here, now" she yelled down the corridor. She moved to Will's side and felt his pulse.
Will's eyes fluttered open.
"Hang on Will" she said as he used his shirt to wipe the blood from Will's mouth "We're gonna get you out of here."
"You know" said Will "I'm hell glad you guys pitched up."
"Hey who would I race against?" joked Lindsey "Without you guys it'll be no fun."
"You got that right" said Will. Suddenly a cough fit shook his body.
Lindsey held him up while he coughed. Suddenly blood spilled from his mouth all over the floor.
"Lindsey" said Will "I can't keep anything down."
"Were the hell are you guys" Lindsey yelled and turned back to Will. "Don't worry Will help is on the way. Just think we'll soon be back at the hotel again and Elizabeth can't wait to see you too."
Will nodded and his eyes started to close.
"No Will" said Lindsey as she slapped his face. "Stay with me."
"Sleepy" murmured Will.
"No" said Lindsey "You cant go to sleep. I need you to stay with me." The memories of her childhood tragedy started playing up and down in Lindsey's mind. "Don't do this to me" she pleaded as the tears welled up in his eyes. He just sat there with Will's limp body in her arms.
The stretchers finally came and Jack and Will were loaded onto them.
"He'll be okay," Mister Turner said as the young woman looked at her friend and then at Marina who entered the room.
Lindsey nodded but looked at the unconscious Will as one of the paramedics inserted an IV tube in his arm.
Mister Turner looked at the scene in front of her. She saw Jack also being taken care of, blood covering his forehead.
"Jack" she said and ran over to him.
"It's okay," said Lindsey "He's exhausted. Adrian left them to die with only water and food for one person. Jack gave everything to Will. He's dehydrated and may have hypothermia but I think the past week has taken its toll on him. He saved Will's life. After a beating like that I'm surprised he's still alive."
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Paris – France
Hospital
12:30 PM
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Mister Turner looked at Anamaria as she and Elizabeth sat talking.
Marina and Lindsey had gone home to get some sleep. She said that he would call them as soon as he knew something. She just hoped Jack and Will would be okay.
They were rushed straight into surgery. He was so relieved to see Peter waiting for them at the hospital. It was nearly two hours since they came in.
"What's taking them so along" said Anamaria. Just then Mister Turner saw Peter and another doctor walking along the passage.
"Mister Turner," Peter said, entering the waiting room.
"Yes," Mister Turner said, standing up to shake his hand.
"This is Dr. Hunt. He performed the surgery on Will."
"How is he?" Mister Turner asked.
"The surgery went fine. Two of his ribs punctured his lung and he has a lot of fractured bones in his arm and wrist, not to mention a serious fracture of the skull. He also had some serious internal bleeding and had to have a pint of blood to replace some of what he lost. He's lucky to be alive after a beating like that. A few more hours and he wouldn't have made it. We have his wrist and neck in a brace. His wrist's not completely broken but he isn't going to be able to use it for a least two weeks. As for all the bruising, they will fade. He'll be on a respirator until we're certain his lungs are out of danger. He'll be in recovery for a few hours, and then he'll be moved to his room. You may see him then. He'll probably sleep for a while. Also, he's got quite a bit of pain medication in him so he might be a little out of it when he first wakes up, but that's okay."
"And Jack?" asked Anamaria.
Peter looked at them.
"Jack is sedated. He was dehydrated and on the verge of a traumatically collapse. He's receiving IV treatment to replace all the fluids he lost. He'll be fine in two day's time."
"Thank you Peter," Mister Turner said, releasing a breath he didn't even know he had been holding. "About how long do you think they will have to stay here?"
"Well, as long as they heal properly and no sign of infection sets in, Jack will probably be able to be discharged in about 48 hours, and Will when he's strong enough but there's going to be a long list of restrictions when he leaves."
"That won't be a problem. We'll make sure he takes it easy, whether he likes it or not."
"Good, well if you'll excuse me, a nurse will tell you when you can see him."
"Yes, thank you again," Mister Turner said. The doctor turned and left.
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A few hours later Elizabeth and Anamaria were sitting beside Jack's bed waiting for him to wake up.
He had woken up three hours ago for about ten minutes, but as the doctor had predicted, he was loopy. He had asked about Will, and then he nodded off to sleep once more.
Annabel knocked and entered the room. "How's he doing?" she asked.
"The doctor says he's going to be okay. He was just very dehydrated when we got to him. He's receiving the needed medication. They said he should be able to go home in two days barring any infections or complications."
"Thank goodness," Annabel said "And Will?"
"The doctor's are finished but he's still in recovery. They want to keep him under strict observation for any setbacks similar to a head trauma. They'll call us when he's been moved to his room. You're welcome to wait with us."
Annabel shook his head. "Thanx but I still need to finish some paperwork before the Grand Festival next weekend. Take care."
"Bye Annabel" said Anamaria still holding Jack's hand.
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"Well he'll be out of action for a while," said Peter "But he'll make a full recovery. You can see him if you want to."
"Thanx" said Mister Turner as he opened the door and allowed Elizabeth to go in first.
Will was still sleeping. His wrist as well as his neck was in a brace. His head was bandaged and he was connected to a respirator. The whole room was quiet except for the beeping of the heart and breathing monitor at his side.
Mister Turner walked to his son's side and looked at him. "I'm so glad he's going to be okay," he said.
Elizabeth nodded. "Me too" she smiled. "We just have to hope he'll wake up soon. Jack will want to see him."
Mister Turner nodded.
Just then there was a knock at the door.
Lindsey peeped in. "Hi" she smiled as he saw them.
"Come on in," said Elizabeth.
Lindsey walked in and stopped when she saw Will.
"He's going to be okay," said Elizabeth as she saw the frightened look in her eyes.
Lindsey sighed. "I'm just glad he's safe," she said.
"We'd better get going," said Mister Turner "It's getting late and your father is probably waiting for you."
Elizabeth nodded and followed them outside.
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07:30 AM
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"Hey sleepy head" said Anamaria as Jack opened his eyes.
"Hey" he smiled "Where am I?"
"In hospital" said Mister Turner "We found you after Adrian knocked you unconscious. We've been waiting for you to wake up ever since."
"Am I okay?" asked Jack still feeling a little dizzy.
"Yep" smiled Anamaria "Besides a few bruises you're fine. The doctor said you'll be able to go home tomorrow."
Jack looked at them and then smiled at Anamaria. "I missed you," he said.
"Me too" said Anamaria as she hugged him.
Jack relaxed back and Mister Turner knew what was going through his mind.
"How's Will?" asked Jack.
"He's going to be fine" smiled Mister Turner "He had a fracture of the skull, concussion and some broken ribs. The doctors stopped the damage to his lung and the internal bleeding. He'll be sedated until the doctor feels most of the pain is fading. We'll tell you as soon as he's awake but that may be in a few days. His body has gone through a lot of hell this past few days and the doctors say they aren't going to rush his recovery. His body needs to heal itself on its own time."
"That's good" sighed Jack as he sat back.
"How are you?" Mister Turner asked.
"I'm fine, not a scratch," he replied.
"That's not what I mean. I want to know how you're handling this," Mister Turner told him. "This must have been hard on the two of you."
Jack looked at Mister Turner for a moment without answering. "I can't remember ever being so frightened," he said. "Adrian told us that he was going to let Will die slowly and painfully to get me for the harm I've caused him, even though he got the money. He said it would be his revenge. I was so scared, I didn't know how to protect him. Will was so brave, braver than I was. He insisted that I not make them angry, that I not try and stop them from hurting him. Here he knew they were going to kill him and all he cared about was that I didn't get hurt. Then later," a tear escaped from his eye as the images of Will being beaten flooded his mind.
"It's okay," Mister Turner told him. "It's over. Adrian's dead. He'll never hurt you, or Will, or anyone ever again."
"Adrian stopped me for the money. I wanted Will first and we started to struggle. Then the other men brought Will and he saw me and Adrian fighting. Will went wild. He attacked Adrian and began to strike at him, but his goons grabbed him. They were just too big and too strong. They held Will and Adrian beat him so bad. That was how his lungs got damaged and why he had internal bleeding. Will is in the hospital because he was protecting me. At that moment I didn't know who I was more angry at, Adrian for hurting him, or Will for doing what he did." "I just wish I could have protected him the way he did me," he whispered. "Towards the end he was getting scared. He knew something bad was wrong with him. He was getting weak and fading in and out. Then he started coughing up blood. He said it wasn't fair. He knew he was going to die if he didn't get help."
"But he didn't die. He's going to be okay, and you can't blame yourself. None of this was your fault and there really wasn't anything you could have done differently. If you had gotten yourself hurt it only would have hurt him more." Mister Turner sat back in the chair.
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"No, stop," Will groaned. "No, don't." He began to thrash around in the bed.
Mister Turner and Elizabeth both moved to keep him still so he wouldn't injure himself.
"Will, wake up!" Mister Turner said.
Will continued to struggle and cry out for help.
"Will!" Mister Turner said again. Will's pale blue eyes suddenly stared at him. They were full of confusion.
"Father," Will said. "Wha…"
"You're safe. You're in the hospital. It's okay now," Elizabeth comforted. She felt the tenseness leave Will's body and he relaxed into his bed. She held his hand tight and rested her other hand on Will's shoulder.
"Adrian?" Will said.
"He's dead," Mister Turner told him. "He can't hurt any of us anymore."
"I'm so glad to see you," Elizabeth said, a tear running down her cheek.
"Am I okay?" Will asked, seeing the brace velcroed around his wrist.
"Yeah, you're going to be fine" Mister Turner told him, smiling at him. Just then he remembers something. Flashes of Jack falling to the ground going through his mind.
"Where's Jack?" he asked.
"He's fine" said Elizabeth "He's sleeping at the moment but the doctor discharged him yesterday. He said he'd be fine. You should just worry about yourself getting better."
Will nodded. "I'll try," he said.
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Paris – France
Hospital
Two days later
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"Hey mate" said Jack as he and Elizabeth entered Will's hospital room.
Will was sitting propped up against a pillow and looked a lot better. He still had a nasty bruise against his left temple but the paleness had left his face and he looked better than he did a few days ago. His wrist was still in a brace but his cast was removed and the doctors took the respirator off him yesterday.
"You look better" said Elizabeth as she kissed him on the cheek.
"I feel a hell of a lot better" smiled Will as he looked at them.
"How are you feeling?" asked Jack as he sat down next to Will.
"I'm fine" Will said "The doctors said I can go home tomorrow as long as I take it easy for at least three weeks."
Will swallowed hard and Jack knew what was going through his mind.
"What about Adrian?" Will asked as he stared through the window.
"He's dead and Juliana's been arrested" sighed Jack not wanting to get into that topic but doing so because of Will "Lindsey shot him just after he had locked us up in the basement. They found the rest of his gang and locked them up. They're going to sit behind bars for a long time. But forget about him for now. All you have to concentrate on is getting better. We need to get you fit to start training again."
Will smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. Feeling that the friends needed to talk Elizabeth got up and gave Will a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll see you later" she whispered as she gave Jack a kiss as well. He nodded and she left the room.
"You okay?" asked Jack when they were alone.
Will shook his head. "Every time I close my eyes I feel someone kicking me and I hear his voice in my head. I can't sleep cause it's driving me nuts."
"Don't worry" said Jack as he placed his arm around Will's shoulder "He's gone and he can't hurt any of us anymore. Just let go of everything. You'll feel better." He gave Will a hug while the younger man sobbed. "That's it" said Jack "Let it all out."
They remained that way until Will had stopped sobbing and was getting sleepy from his medicine.
"I'll see you later" said Jack as he gave Will's arm a squeeze "You get some rest. Just remember that we're all there for you when you need us."
Will nodded and dozed off.
Jack smiled and silently opened the door and left the room.