"Wha? Really now, you two were made for each other. Neifer of ye make any sense at all."
"I don't need to be taken care of, Jack. I can take care of myself."
"Yes. And it's workin' out real well too." He said, and looked over at her. She wasn't facing him. He looked at her back a minute then turned back to the flames. He got up and made himself comfortable in the chair. Then he tipped his hat to cover his face.
"Then who'll look after me?" Elizabeth asked nervously.
"Adellaide." Jack said, he smiled as he gazed into the flames dancing around the wood. When it got quiet, he hummed. Elizabeth smiled and said the words, "Drink up, me hearties... yo ho"
Jack could neither sleep or stay awake. He was in a constant state of boredom. He watched the flames devour the last of the wood. Now, they just licked the top part, as it grew smaller and smaller. The blue near the top or bottom, Jack couldn't tell, made the orange and yellow much more bright. Perhaps that is why he watched it in all. He had his right hand bent at the wrist leaning against his face. The other was picking at the exquisite leather he sat it. It was confortable enough to sleep in, but not comfortable enough for him to fall alseep. He picked at the leather until it tore, where he looked at Will and Elizabeth, who were still locked in their mayhem of love, and tucked it back into place. He placed his left hand over it. His hat was partly covering his eyes, but not enough to where he didn't know what was going on. He scooted himself lower to make himself more confortable. It was useless. Eventually, he sat up and puched his hat back. He reached about a foot in front of him and pulled the other leather chair towards him. He puts hit muddy boots on it and fell back into his stupor. He was looking at his left hand, paticularly his fingernails when he heard noises from the left of him. Where Elizabeth's bed was. He groaned. They were cooing. 'Aven't been put threw enouf, he thought. 'Ad to be put threw this boredom? He decided his nails were no longer interesting when he bent his knees and pushed back the chair.
He sat up, stretched, and smiled. It was his signature side smile. He said, "Well, we mus' be leavin' then. Not tha' this isn't fun, but, I am bored. Yes, I know ye two aren'. Less go."
"What do you suggest Mr. Sparrow?" Elizabeth snapped. She rolled over, turning her gaze from Will's eyes to Jack.
"If ye want to use formatilies Missus Turner, then it's Captain Sparrow,Savvy?" He said quite simply.
"How can we get out of here with Elizabeth?" Will asked. He was now sitting up and fixing his mussed vest.
"I suggest walkin' but, if ye two haf another way. Be my guest." Jack said. When neither of them answered, Jack added, "Elizabeth, luv, I would suggest you gather some erm-clothin'? Yer boardin' the Pearl."
Eilizabeth sighed. Admitting defeat, she asked Will to grab some things.
"Erm, I'm no good at that really. I hardly know what goes where..." Will said, anxiously.
"Fortunently, I do." Jack said. "Where are yer clothes then?" He askd Elizabeth.
"I find it-" She started when Jack sut off.
"Improper. Propreity bothers you, aye? I s'ppose it should. When yer boarding a pirate ship, again." Jack said.
"Over there." She pointed to the bearu again. Jack nodded.
"Alrigh' then." He walked over and opened the top drawer. He grabbed some corsets. "These okay?" He asked. She nodded.
"Don't expect to have a lady on your ship. I'll work on your ship-once I am better that is." She added when she saw Will's look.
With his arms full of corsets, Jack said, "Erm- Where do I put these then?"
"Oh! I have a trunk in the closet over there," She said. Will nodded and walked over to the closet. He pulled out a high-to-do wood trunk with gold engraving that said, "ET." Jack's eyes widened. It wasn't often he saw such trunks, in such condition. Will carried over the trunk and opened it. It was empty. Jack threw in the corsets. Then he went to get bodices and skirts. Plus, many petticots. Then slamming it shut, with many things still hanging out slightly, he nodded.
"Will, come here." Elizabeth asked. He walked over, she put her mouth up to his ear and whispered something in it.
"Come, come, dear. We don' 'ave all day." Jack said.
"Yes. Okay." Will said, he walked over to the bearu again and opened the drawer witht he papers from the doctor, ignoring them completely, he turned and opened the trunk. Then he continued and grabbed some of her underthings.
"Very lurvely, if I do say so meself," Jack muttered. Will shut the trunk.
"I'll need shoes..." Elizabeth muttered. She was obviously tired and wore out. Jack went over to the closet and pulled out some shoes he thought would be appropriate. They would end up loaning her a pir of boots anyways. Then he tossed them in the now full trunk and closed it again.
"Can ye walk?" Jack asked. He realized now, that she felt much better so he didn't baby her so.
"No." She said sharply.
"Righ'. That could be a problem..." Jack trailed off. He had a finger pointed to his chin and said, "Wait. I have an idea. Will, carry 'er. We can make better time."
He nodded. He walked over to Elizabeth and gently put an arm around her back and legs, just as Jack had done a few mere hours before. She held on around his neck. He picked he up, which was rather easy as she was very light.
"This is very touchin' indeed. But we should go." And with that, he picked up Elizabeth's trunk and kicked open the door. Which was slightly open anyways.
Jack went first down the stairs, stepping carefully because the trunk made it hard to see. Behind him, Will was handling it much easiar. Then the Governor was at the foot of the stairs. He had an icy look on his face as he put a hand on the banister.
"Where do you think you are taking her?" He asked.
"Nowhere. Move." Jack said, he was struggling with holding the trunk and his balance on the last step. His nose was beginning to itch. He moved the trunk more towards his head in attempt to itch it.
"No. Tell me where."
"Please move?" Jack asked. The Goveror didn't move.
"Father, just move. I am a married woman. I can do as I please." Elizabeth said.
He didn't reply. When he didn't move, Jack lost his patience and pushed him aside with the trunk. The Governor stood leaning against the wall with his mouth open.
"It's not proper for him to carry her to- where you're going!" The Governor cried.
"Righ'." Jack said. He dropped the trunk. He itched his nose and went over to the couple. He took Elizabeth's arm and another one around her bum and swung her over his shoulder. She cried out in surprise. Jack now carried her with one hand as he looked to Will.
"Now, it's perfectly proper for 'er to be carried by a porate. Keep up. Less go." Jack said. Will snapped out of it, he turned around and picked up the trunk.
"I was thinking horses. But..." The Governor said.
"Pleasure seein' ye again, Governa. But we mus' go. Ta." Jack said. He looked to Robert, the butler, who opened the door. Jack strod out with Elizabeth holding on for dear life. Will was right behind them. They walked down the path and took a few shortcuts. Jack now appreciated the fact the Governor's house had no gates, guards or anything. It was an easy escape. If you want to call it that.
They soon were near the Blacksmith's and hurried on to the docks. The Black Pearl sat waiting for action. Jack sighed as he climbed aboard on the boards leading up to the decks.
"Don't drop me," Elizabeth muttered.
"Why? I would haf to save ye again anyways. I dunno about you but, I'm fer that again. Ready?"
She knew he was only teasing. Elizabeth smiled to Will, who didn't return the smile. He gave he a fake one instead. Jack led them to the deck, the lastof the crew was staring at him. Anamaria had her mouth open.
"I wonder why Commodore Norrington hasn't tried to stop us yet..." Elizabeth muttered.
"Ah...Norrington. Anamaria, Feed 'em," Jack said as Gibbs opened the door. Jack hurried over to the storage room.
He adjusted Elizabeth to a more confortable position and threw the door open. Thankfully, Octavia never blew out the candle so he could see. Octavia sat up.
She looked at them for a second and said, "Yer room's down the hall. Try not to be loud... I'm trying to sleep."
"What!" Elizabeth asked, highly offended.
"Yer his erm- company fer the night, aye?"
"No! I'm Elizabeth Turner!"
"Oh! Bootstrap's other kid?"
"Other kid?" Will asked, ignoring the situation.
"He has no other child!" Elizabeth shouted.
"Then who are ye?" Octavia asked, rolling her eyes.
"Elizabeth Turner!" Elizabeth screamed.
"My wife," Will supplied. Jack just smiled at the situation and walked over, then as gently as he could he set Elizabeth at the end of Octavia's bed. She was sitting up but, look fatigued. Will pushed Jack aside, and set the trunk near the corner. Then he walked over to Elizabeth, making sure she as alright.
"I don' think there's enouf room fer both of us, lass," Octavia said. SHe stretched out a bit more to take up all of the thin cot.
"Jack, you know, I could've carried Elizabeth by myself!" Will muttered to Jack, who looked offended.
"Not if guards or whate'er had followed. I juss did wha' anyone would do," Jack shrugged.
"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked Octavia.
"Oh! I'm Captain Octavia, pleased to meet cha," Octavia put out her free hand, the other was hold up the covers. Elizabeth shook it and looked to Jack.
"Ok. Well G'night," Jack said. Turning to leave.
"Wait!"
"Wha'?"
"She can't sleep here-" Octavia began.
"Or with me, and the crew-" Will added.
"Not by myself!" Elizabeth protested.
Jack put out his hands.
"Shut yer traps! This is a large ship, she is. There's another room where ye two can sleep. But it's likely a mess so we'll 'af to wait til morning to move ye in," He pointed to WIll and Elizabeth. WHo blushed.
"Now, now, children-" Jack smiled. "-Yer married. Ye can 'ave yer own room. Fer tonigh' we can find another cot and Elizabeth," She turned to look at him. "Ye can sleep in here wif Octavia-"
"Captain..." Octavia interjected.
"Cap'n Octavia fer the night. Will can sleep with the crew, no worry. Savvy?"
"I'm not likely to sleep tonight anyways.." Will said. "I can just stay in here too. I'll sit in that chair." He pointed to a wooden chair that stood in the corner, it had a few boxes on top.
"Fine. I haf to get to the helm and steer. If ye don' mind. We haf to leave now. I think the Governor isn' too pleased..."
"Why not?" Octavia asked, her brow furrowing.
"They can tell ye," Jack said. Then he tipped his hat and left.
Will sighed and said, "I'll go get another cot. Hold on."
Then he too left. Elizabeth shifted unconfortably. Octavia decided to make conversation.
"So, yer the one who were captive?"
"Yes. At my father's house."
They wound up staying quiet for the most part. Will came back with a cot folded up. He put it on the other side or the room, and wiped it off. He set Elizabeth on it. Then he went to the corner, with the chair. He opened up the boxes and found some blankets.
"Ahh. There's no pillows... So, erm here." WIll took off his vest anf folded it, he set it at the top of the cot. Elizabeth laid down, and felt relieved.
Will took the chair and sat next to her, holding her hand.
"I'm glad your-" He started. Then Adellaide entered the room. She was in her nightgown again, with the robe covering it.
"Whose this?" She asked. She glided over to Will and pushed him away. Immediatly, she began to tend to Elizabeth.
"This is my wife, Elizabeth. She's ill..." Will said.
"I can see that." Adellaide said. Octavia laid on the bed, covers up to her chin and watched as though it were mildly interesting.
Adellaide puched up her sleeves and pushed up Elizabeth's dress. Elizabeth gasped. "Who are you!" She cried. Will looked just as surprised if not more at Adellaide abrtuptness.
She began feeling Elizabeth's stomach. She sighed.
"She's not ill." Adellaide said, putting the thing back in her pocket.
"Good." Will said, walking over by Elizabeth kissing her hand.
"Well, nothin' tha' won't go away in nine monthes. Perhaps less, I can't tell how far along ye are. Maybe a few monthes. When was the last time ye saw eachother? If he's the father..."
"I'm pregnant? Wait! Of course he would be the father. It's only been a few weeks... two I think."
"Is that when you last-" Adellaide started.
"Don't!" Octavia said. "I don' need to 'ear this."
"So cover yer ears." Adellaide said, turning to her.
"Yes... it was. We were just married you see," Will said.
"Ahah.." Adellaide said.
"Well, yer wif child; congratualations," Octavia said, sarcastically.
"I see." Elizabeth said. "Well thank you miss-"
"It's Adellaide, just Adellaide," Adellaide said. Elizabeth nodded. Will held Elizabeth's hands.
"I think I'll sleep now," Elizabeth said. She showed no emotion to the news she was just told. Will smiled.
"Good night then." Adellaide's robe swept the floor as she walked out.
Octavia was sleepy herself. So she turned over and muttered, "Ye'll keep the monsters away, I'll wager." She said to Will. He smirked.
"Yes." He said, tapping his sword by his side.
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Anamaria walked down to the steps to the brig. Damn these oders... she thought. I hate seein' the prisoners.. Give 'em food! She mocked Jack her head. She held water and bread in her hand. She reached his cell. He was breathing she could see, but if he was asleep there was no way Anamaria would risk waking a navvy commordore. Especially one that almost caught them. She set the bread in the cell and the water next to it. Then she tip-toed out of the brig.
Norrington laughed in the dark.
A/N: Well, chappie 11. Who knew? I did! Lol. This was a really fun chapter to write.
A Bit Closer, Johnny: Thank ye! The Oscars are coming up the 27th! Whoot! Johnny alert!
JillValentine44: I gotta graduate too. Lol. Thanks, I support Drunk Jack! Thank you!Do you mind if I borrow your paticular idea for Elizabeth's pregnancy? You know what I am talking about. The same thing that happened to Celeste...?
CaptainAnna13: Here I go again. If everything was peachy it wouldn't be any fun! Plus, I know what's gonna happen. Plus, I am already writing the next chappie! No worries! Bad influence on moi? No. Lol. Well...maybe a lil.. lol.
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