Chapter 3-
Lanore was getting freaked out, not knowing where the charm AND all her stuff came from. Then Jack walked in. Lanore quickly hid the bracelet behind her back. "Are you 'kay, luv?" "Yes, I'm fine, Jack." Jack walked over to his desk. "I found this earlier. Must be yours." He took out Lanore's boom box. Lanore almost screamed. "Yes..t-that's mine." She couldn't believe it. All her stuff was transported here. How could that be? Jack unknowingly pressed a button and "Naughty Girl" boomed out loudly. Jack was covering his ears yelling, "God, do they try to deafen ya in the future?!" Lanore turned the volume down, and Jack uncovered his ears. The song was still playing lightly. Jack was listening to the lyrics. "Uh-uo," Lanore thought. "Luv, how 'bout you singin' this song for ol' Jack?" There was the smile. That dirty smile. "Oh, Jack, grow up." Lanore stopped to think about what she just said. Grow up-she should've said Grow down!
Jack smiled, more innocently this time. "I promise I won't do it again...for a while." He mumbled the "for a while" thinking she couldn't hear him. But she could. Lanore didn't stop him. After all, she'd dreamed this would happen, right? Jack started to kiss her, and she was kissing him back.
About five minutes later, Will walked in. Didn't knock. Lanore and Jack were making out on Jack's bed, and Jack's shirt was off. "Um..sorry..," Will said before he walked away looking quite embarrassed.
The next morning, Lanore woke up, again almost forgetting the events of the night before. "I have to stop drinking that rum!" Jack stirred at the word "rum" and mumbled something. Lanore walked over to her bag to get dressed. Déjà vu, she thought. But her mind went to the mysterious charm. She looked at it again. It was glowing much brighter now. She was scared. Then she noticed that the charm was also a locket. She opened the locket and took out the piece of paper she found there. It said, in tine print:
Your lovely old life is not no more;
To the future this charm holds the door.
Lanore looked at it astonished. "I can get back home if I want to!" This had to be destiny, she thought. Then, Jack woke up. "'Ello luv. Sleep well?" Lanore put the bracelet down. "Yes, Jack. How about you?" Jack mumbled "good" before saying, "You're a tigress, Lanore." Lanore was tempted to slap him in the face, like in the movie, but she didn't.
About a week later, not much had changed. Will, Elizabeth, Jack, and Lanore were still on the Talon. But Lanore had become more in love with Jack, and Jack, believe it or not, seemed to be in love himself. One evening, an evening with a beautiful sunset on the horizon, Jack took Lanore to the helm of the ship. "Lanore, ever since you arrived on this 'ere ship, I've felt diff'rent. About lot'sa things." Jack saw Lanore's puzzled expression. "What I'm tryin' ta say is...I love ya, Lanore. And I'm wantin' ta know if ya'll ma...marry me." Lanore didn't quite grasp it at first. Captain Jack Sparrow, in love? With her? And wanting to MARRY her? She didn't think this Captain would settle for one lass, no variety. But he had said it: "Marry me". Lanore smiled. "Yes, Jack. I will."
THIS IS NOT THE END
MORE COMING SOON!
Lanore was getting freaked out, not knowing where the charm AND all her stuff came from. Then Jack walked in. Lanore quickly hid the bracelet behind her back. "Are you 'kay, luv?" "Yes, I'm fine, Jack." Jack walked over to his desk. "I found this earlier. Must be yours." He took out Lanore's boom box. Lanore almost screamed. "Yes..t-that's mine." She couldn't believe it. All her stuff was transported here. How could that be? Jack unknowingly pressed a button and "Naughty Girl" boomed out loudly. Jack was covering his ears yelling, "God, do they try to deafen ya in the future?!" Lanore turned the volume down, and Jack uncovered his ears. The song was still playing lightly. Jack was listening to the lyrics. "Uh-uo," Lanore thought. "Luv, how 'bout you singin' this song for ol' Jack?" There was the smile. That dirty smile. "Oh, Jack, grow up." Lanore stopped to think about what she just said. Grow up-she should've said Grow down!
Jack smiled, more innocently this time. "I promise I won't do it again...for a while." He mumbled the "for a while" thinking she couldn't hear him. But she could. Lanore didn't stop him. After all, she'd dreamed this would happen, right? Jack started to kiss her, and she was kissing him back.
About five minutes later, Will walked in. Didn't knock. Lanore and Jack were making out on Jack's bed, and Jack's shirt was off. "Um..sorry..," Will said before he walked away looking quite embarrassed.
The next morning, Lanore woke up, again almost forgetting the events of the night before. "I have to stop drinking that rum!" Jack stirred at the word "rum" and mumbled something. Lanore walked over to her bag to get dressed. Déjà vu, she thought. But her mind went to the mysterious charm. She looked at it again. It was glowing much brighter now. She was scared. Then she noticed that the charm was also a locket. She opened the locket and took out the piece of paper she found there. It said, in tine print:
Your lovely old life is not no more;
To the future this charm holds the door.
Lanore looked at it astonished. "I can get back home if I want to!" This had to be destiny, she thought. Then, Jack woke up. "'Ello luv. Sleep well?" Lanore put the bracelet down. "Yes, Jack. How about you?" Jack mumbled "good" before saying, "You're a tigress, Lanore." Lanore was tempted to slap him in the face, like in the movie, but she didn't.
About a week later, not much had changed. Will, Elizabeth, Jack, and Lanore were still on the Talon. But Lanore had become more in love with Jack, and Jack, believe it or not, seemed to be in love himself. One evening, an evening with a beautiful sunset on the horizon, Jack took Lanore to the helm of the ship. "Lanore, ever since you arrived on this 'ere ship, I've felt diff'rent. About lot'sa things." Jack saw Lanore's puzzled expression. "What I'm tryin' ta say is...I love ya, Lanore. And I'm wantin' ta know if ya'll ma...marry me." Lanore didn't quite grasp it at first. Captain Jack Sparrow, in love? With her? And wanting to MARRY her? She didn't think this Captain would settle for one lass, no variety. But he had said it: "Marry me". Lanore smiled. "Yes, Jack. I will."
THIS IS NOT THE END
MORE COMING SOON!
