"Shh... shh..." He muttered. "It's okay, see? It was only a night terror."
"No," she wimpered. He patted her head and rubbed her back. "It was real..."
A few mintues later she had stopped crying and let go of Will.
"I'm sorry." She said, embaressed. She lowered her eyes, which were blotchy.
"It's not your fault..." He said. He looked up at her. He smiled. "Don't worry yerself about it."
She nodded. But it was her fault, wasn't it? she thought.
Jack went to his cabin. He walked in and looked around. He truly felt home whenever he was here. There was no point in denying it though, it couldn't get him through this. He walked over to a manificent cabinet. It was large and made of a wood that was only found in Madagascar. He opened it up and stuck his head in. There were a few bowls, some fruit, which was rancid because they had not been ashore for weeks. But no rum. Nothing to erase the pain. There's somethin' wrong here, he thought angrily. Honestly! He shut the cabinet doors and lead himself over to hit cot. It had a fla pillow and a blanket his grandmother had made. No one knew anything aout him. On the Black Pearl 'feelings' was the 'f-word.' So, nothing was ever or will ever be said. He plopped himself over and folded the pillow in half. I hate bad feelin's, he thought, they're ne'er good.Why am I gettin' meself so worked over? The lass is probably juss giddy.
Suddenly, Will came in. His shirt was half wet. He looked remotely fretful as if he might jump over board and swim to Elizabeth faster. His eyes showed only compassion for Elizabeth.
"Aye?" Jack said sitting up.
"The girl-"
"Wha' girl? There is no girl on my ship..." Jack muttered.
"Octavia. She's a mess, Jack."
"Wha'?" Jack said. He was suddenly alert. "Wos wrong wif her?"
"Well-"
"She 'urt? On fire? Food Poisonin'? Wha'? All the sudden she be sick. Well 'hat's bloody wonderfu'." Jack said, his voice dripping in sarcasm.
"Jack if you'd let me get a word out. She has been crying. Havin' night terrors she is. What should we do abou' it?" Will said, Jack stood up.
"Why ask me?"
"Because you're the cap'n." Will said. Why is he bein' so difficult now? He thought.
"Well even when I'll tell ya wha' to do, you do the exac' opposite anyway. Do your fancy, dear William." He was face to face with Will now. "Cos even if I told ye to wai' cos the lass is likely to be upset wif her ship gone an' all, you still won' wai' until the oppurtune moment."
"When's that? When she jumps overboard?" Will said, angry.
"She's not very likely do tha' from down there now can she? There's no hole in the wall anymore, aye? Sides that, there's no we-" He motioned the both of them "- anyways why do you care for the young missy down there? Elizabeth is 'as more of a chance bein' 'urt then her."
"I went down there to read my letter from my wife. Again. To see if there is something there."
"Well, where is it then? 'til you decide wha's wrong, juss leave. Savvy?"
Gibbs entered to see two very angry men. Will was red in the face and Jack was up in his face. They both turned to look at him.
"Ill juss be leavin'." Gibbs smiled, nervously. He shut the door forgetting to tell the Captain something. Anamaria saw him and said, "Wha' did he say then, eh?"
"To wha'?"
"Ne'er you mind. Don' touch the wheel. Ill be righ' back," she said rolling her eyes. She walked back over to the cabin and opened up. She felt the anger in the room.
"Erm, we abou' there, cap'n..." she mumbled, eyes downcast.
"Aye." Jack said, softening up for a moment then taking a step back from Will.
"What be the problem, gents?" She asked as she entered the room and leaned against the door. I best not leave, she thought.
She better leave, Jack thought. When he saw she wasn't he sighed.
"It's the girl."
"Oh, Elizabeth knows enough to take care of herself. Ye have no faith."
"Not her," Will said. He put his hands behind his back and looked down. Anamaria put her hands acrossed her chest and stood more alert.
"Who then?" She asked.
"Octavia," Jack said, rolling his kohl lined eyes. There was a gleam of laughter that was held behind those eyes. A secret also was being held captive there.
"Wha'?" Anamaria said.
"She been cryin'. Apparently, Mister Turner is worried, why? No idea." Jack said.
"Hmmm. Why is tha'?" Anamaria turned toward Will.
"Like he said," he shrugged, "She was lying down, and mumbling. She was asleep and so I woke her up and she just cried. Like the tears couldn't drop fast enough." He pointed to his soaked shirt.
"Mmmm hmmm..." Anamaria said. "Why were ya down there?"
He told her, skipping all details and anythin that told how he felt.
"Did you e'en get it?" SHe asked, smiling now.
"No..."
"Less get it then, aye? Jack? Will? C'mon." She said when they didn't budge.
They both took leave after her, until Jack got ahead and was first. They walked down the steps, scaring Octavia half to death.
She sniffed a greeting.
"Did ye happ'n to find a letter down 'ere?" Jack said, not looking at her.
"Erm...yes." She said, she stuck her hand in her pocket and brought it out. Will's eyes lite up.
"Elizabeth..." He whispered.
He opened the letter and read it again. Jack read over his shoulder. He smirked practically the whole time. His gold teeth shone in the dark. Then Octavia noticed something on the back... something black.
"Wha's tha'?" She said.
"Wha's wot?" Jack said, narrowing his eyes.
"Tha' there on the back..." She said and stood up.
Will looked at her, then flipped it over. On the back was a tiny sript it read: captive.
"Captive..." Will muttered.
"She be captive?" Anamaria said.
"S'ppose it means, that Daddy didn't like his only lil' girl to be runnin' off with a pirate..." Jack said. He smiled as if to say 'told ya so.' He knew the arrangemtn would never hold.
"No... no... He wouldn't do that..." Will said.
"Wouldn' he? Loverly cover, aye? She be sick? Which she could be... but, I doubt it." Jack said, finger on his chin as he paced.
A member of the crew came down and said, "We're ready, cap'n.Wan' us to lower the boats?"
"We shall find out soon enouf... won' we?" Jack said, smiling. They each walked up the steps and shut the door. Will looked the most eager to get up there though.
"So much for that," Octavia mumbled. Wonder why she be captive, she smiled, she knew why. There could only be one reason.
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A/N: I know another cliffy. This is like a to be continued. I know. Just so you know, it took me over a week to write. Oy! Conflicts!
A Bit closer, Johnny: I know. Don't be mad! lol. ::hands you tissue::
CaptainAnna13: So true about the review thing lol. Don't sob. I updated lol! I can't let anything out about Elizabeth because... well... I'm not sure what is wrong with her yet... Yes something is wrong with her.
In the next chappie or 2 there'll be a new character. Yep. I like 'them' too. Lol.
Ta! R&R s'il tu plait!!!
