Chapter eight-Cold Fever
Jack sat in the corner, a slight smile on his face as Will ranted and raved at Elizabeth, who sat at the table with her right leg crossed over her left, tapping away with her arms crossed. She had a semi-glazed look so Jack had the impression she wasn't listening.
"...to sneak aboard and risk your life? It's down right absurd...reckless, bloody reckless! What's worse, I told you to wait and tell everyone where I had gone, well...not said where I had gone but said I was in England. Now we've both disappeared and...what is everyone going to think? Did you for once think about the mission we are on, or what Jack would think?"
Jack finally spoke up. "I actually don't mind. I think having to women on board is..." Will over road him.
"I don't care, did you wonder what I would think? Did you care? What about the baby?"
"The baby will be fine Will, don't you worry about that." Elizabeth said. "And besides, I wasn't just going to sit at home worrying about you or let my friend go off to the unknown alone. Just..."
"I don't care Elizabeth. You're lucky Jack is so lenient with us! If it was any other pirate ship you would be killed or whipped." Will cried.
"But it's not any other pirate ship, it's the Black Pearl and Jack is a fair man." Jack winked at Elizabeth from behind Will and smiled slightly.
"She has a fair point there." Jack said. Will spun around and glared at him.
"Jack, you're more of a hindrance then a help, can you please leave?" Jack looked around the Captain's cabin with a cocked eyebrow and a slightly surprised look.
"Oh my...I must be in the wrong cabin." He said in mock surprise. "I think I'm in the Captain's cabin...oh wait. I'm the captain and Will Turner is the dish washer." He smiled. "What a funny 'lil world."
Will sighed. "Please Jack, can you leave for a minute, give Elizabeth and me some privacy?" Jack got up and swayed to the door.
"Well, if you put it that way, how can I refuse?" and with that he walked out. The night was rather cool and her wrapped his jacket tighter around himself in an effort to keep the chill away. It seemed to follow him where ever. Anamaria was at the wheel and he decided to go bug her for a while.
"Go away." She said monotonously as he reached her. "I have no time for drunk sots." Jack sighed and leaned against the railing.
"Firstly, there are not many places to go because this is a pirates ship and Will and Elizabeth are fighting in me cabin." He shrugged. "And second, I am the Captain, savvy? I can come or stay anywhere." Anamaria looked away from him, back out to the water.
"Do you think we're doing the right thing?" She asked. "Disturbing a treasure that was not meant to be found? I mean, look at the treasure of Cortés. What if something like that happens again?"
"It won't." Jack said. "I have the brains and the Will to do this right." Anamaria raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Well, you had his father last time and look what it got you. The drop off on a dead little island." Anamaria laughed lightly but Jack didn't move. His face was quite blank and he was staring at the deck. It was most un-Jack like. "Jack?" Anamaria left the wheel and went towards her Captain slowly. "Jack, are you alright?"
"Fine." Came his muttered reply. He looked up at her through blank eyes and turned away from her, walking towards his cabin. "Think I'll go to bed..." Just then he fell to the deck in a heap. Anamaria ran forward and turned him over. His face was pale and his skin was so cold. She'd never felt anything that cold in her life.
"Jack?" She shook him and looked up to see Gibbs walking forward. "Gibbs! It's Jack, help me!" Gibbs raced up the stairs and kneeled beside then, running his hand above Jack's mouth to check for breath.
"He's breathing okay...don't smell rum." Anamaria smoothed the hair back from his face and leaned in closer to look at him. He was so...there was something really wrong with him.
"Let's get him to his cabin." Together they managed to get Jack to the Captain's cabin. Elizabeth and Will left their arguing aside and helped Anamaria and Gibbs lower Jack onto the bed.
"What happened?" Elizabeth asked, sitting down beside him as Anamaria pulled his blankets over him. Anamaria shook her head.
"He's just tired, that's all." She said. "Needs rest. I'll stay with him tonight and you two can use my cabin. Gibbs will show you where it is." She stared at Gibbs who stood there a moment watching her before he let the words sink in.
"Oh...right." He said, catching on. "Come then, let's go. Ana knows what she's doing." He ushered Elizabeth and Will out and closed to door quietly behind him. Anamaria sighed and looked over at her Captain as she began to strip off her boots. Maybe she could warm him?
Slipping under the blankets to, Anamaria placed her head on his shoulder and held him close to her, feeling his cold skin on hers, even through all the cloth between them.
"Bill..." Jack muttered. Anamaria, who had been drifting off, stared awake and sat up so she could look at Jack.
"Jack?" She asked, placing a hand on his cheek. He didn't move and she thought she'd just been dreaming his voice before he spoke again.
"Sorry...didn'...mean...couldn' save...wasn' my..." He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at her. "Mother." He said, "Where's Bill?" Anamaria, startled at being called 'mother', said nothing. "I have to tell him I'm sorry...it wasn't my fault."
"Who's Bill?" She asked, wanting information. She knew Will had a father named Bill but she wasn't sure it was the same thing.
"Bill's my brother. I saw him in the field. He was kissing that girl...what's her name..." Jack closed his eyes as if in thought. "May or something...anyway, I wanted to tell him it wasn't my fault."
"What?" Anamaria asked.
"With father...it wasn't my fault. I didn't mean for it to happen...it just did. The horse spooked, I couldn't stop it. She got underneath and the horse killed her. I'm sorry."
"Who? Who did the horse kill Jack?" Anamaria asked.
"You should know." He said simply. There were tears in his eyes now.
"Jack? Pretend like I don't know." Jack sighed.
"Molly." He said. "My sister, Molly. She got under the horse's hooves. I'm sorry. Tell father that...will you? Tell him I'm sorry? Please...tell him not to hate me anymore. I'll make it right some day, I will."
"Jack, it's okay." Anamaria said, running a hand down his cold cheek. She could feel sweat under her fingers. It was almost like he was having a cold fever. "It's okay...rest. Shh..." Jack's eyes closed and Anamaria listened to his breathing.
"May went to save her...she was killed to." Anamaria lay back down on his shoulder. "It was an accident, I swear."
"I know Jack." She said. "I'll tell him, don't worry...I'll tell everyone."
"Bill loved her." Jack continued. "You know that don't you?" Anamaria nodded.
"Yes...I know." Jack sighed and Anamaria felt his breathing slow until he was asleep. She couldn't help but be slightly shaken by what she had just heard. "I know Jack."
Jack woke slowly. His world was a blank, he could remember leaving the cabin and Will and Elizabeth...he was approaching the wheel but after that there was nothing. He hadn't been drinking so that wasn't it.
He tried to roll over but there was a weight on his shoulder. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down to see Anamaria's head there, in the crook between his chest and his shoulder. She had her hands above the heavy blankets, resting on his chest. Maybe he had been drunk last night.
"Anamaria." He whispered, moving his shoulder. Her eyes stayed tight shut. "Ana." Again she didn't respond. Jack sighed and leaned back in his pillows. How was he going to wake her up...somewhere deep down he knew he didn't want to wake her up but... "ANAMARIA!"
Anamaria screamed and jumped up, getting tangled up in the bedding and fell off the edge of the bed. In her decent, however, she grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him with her so they were both on the floor in a heap, him on top. Suddenly, the door opened and Gibbs walked in.
"Ana," He said, closing the door behind him, "Hoe's he..." He stopped at the sight of Anamaria under Jack on the floor. "Oh." He said. They could both see the thoughts in his head as if his face was glass. "Right, I'll just be on me way then..." He went to open the door but Jack stopped him.
"No." He said, rolling off Anamaria. "We were just finishing, actually." Anamaria reached over and smacked his leg but he didn't move. "Where are we?"
"Tortuga sir." He answered, the red tinge still in his bearded cheeks. "Anything else sir?"
"No Mr. Gibbs, that'll be all." Gibbs left muttering something about 'Curses' and 'muddled brains' before he closed the door. Jack watched the closed door for a moment before turning back to Anamaria. He offered her his hand.
"No thank you." She spat, getting up herself. "I can do it. I don't need your hand." Jack shrugged and went over to the cabinet in the corner to get some rum. Anamaria watched him, wondering how much she should tell him. He opened the cabinet and rummaged through it before turning back to her.
"We need to get Rum in Tortuga." He said. Anamaria put on her worst face.
"You drunken dirty sot!" She yelled. Jack watched her storm out and slam the door before turning back to the empty cabinet. He really had to love Anamaria.
Anamaria walked to the wheel and pushed Moises aside. "I'll take her into the bay." She snapped. He walked away in surrender and Anamaria gazed at the water without really seeing it. She didn't know how much longer she could love Jack Sparrow with out cracking.
To My reviewer:
DRAGONHUNTER200: Stalling for time by drinking. No, not healthy. The large animal part and the stomach was gross, I'll admit. Oh well...it was fun. I used to have these nightmares about that but it wasn't my stomach...it was my legs. Torture scares me, it really does. So, to go with what I want I have to scare myself I guess...I don't know. You know, to tell you the truth, I never thought about how Bill got captured so thank you. Nice brother you got there eh? Your poor cat.
Jack sat in the corner, a slight smile on his face as Will ranted and raved at Elizabeth, who sat at the table with her right leg crossed over her left, tapping away with her arms crossed. She had a semi-glazed look so Jack had the impression she wasn't listening.
"...to sneak aboard and risk your life? It's down right absurd...reckless, bloody reckless! What's worse, I told you to wait and tell everyone where I had gone, well...not said where I had gone but said I was in England. Now we've both disappeared and...what is everyone going to think? Did you for once think about the mission we are on, or what Jack would think?"
Jack finally spoke up. "I actually don't mind. I think having to women on board is..." Will over road him.
"I don't care, did you wonder what I would think? Did you care? What about the baby?"
"The baby will be fine Will, don't you worry about that." Elizabeth said. "And besides, I wasn't just going to sit at home worrying about you or let my friend go off to the unknown alone. Just..."
"I don't care Elizabeth. You're lucky Jack is so lenient with us! If it was any other pirate ship you would be killed or whipped." Will cried.
"But it's not any other pirate ship, it's the Black Pearl and Jack is a fair man." Jack winked at Elizabeth from behind Will and smiled slightly.
"She has a fair point there." Jack said. Will spun around and glared at him.
"Jack, you're more of a hindrance then a help, can you please leave?" Jack looked around the Captain's cabin with a cocked eyebrow and a slightly surprised look.
"Oh my...I must be in the wrong cabin." He said in mock surprise. "I think I'm in the Captain's cabin...oh wait. I'm the captain and Will Turner is the dish washer." He smiled. "What a funny 'lil world."
Will sighed. "Please Jack, can you leave for a minute, give Elizabeth and me some privacy?" Jack got up and swayed to the door.
"Well, if you put it that way, how can I refuse?" and with that he walked out. The night was rather cool and her wrapped his jacket tighter around himself in an effort to keep the chill away. It seemed to follow him where ever. Anamaria was at the wheel and he decided to go bug her for a while.
"Go away." She said monotonously as he reached her. "I have no time for drunk sots." Jack sighed and leaned against the railing.
"Firstly, there are not many places to go because this is a pirates ship and Will and Elizabeth are fighting in me cabin." He shrugged. "And second, I am the Captain, savvy? I can come or stay anywhere." Anamaria looked away from him, back out to the water.
"Do you think we're doing the right thing?" She asked. "Disturbing a treasure that was not meant to be found? I mean, look at the treasure of Cortés. What if something like that happens again?"
"It won't." Jack said. "I have the brains and the Will to do this right." Anamaria raised an eyebrow.
"Oh? Well, you had his father last time and look what it got you. The drop off on a dead little island." Anamaria laughed lightly but Jack didn't move. His face was quite blank and he was staring at the deck. It was most un-Jack like. "Jack?" Anamaria left the wheel and went towards her Captain slowly. "Jack, are you alright?"
"Fine." Came his muttered reply. He looked up at her through blank eyes and turned away from her, walking towards his cabin. "Think I'll go to bed..." Just then he fell to the deck in a heap. Anamaria ran forward and turned him over. His face was pale and his skin was so cold. She'd never felt anything that cold in her life.
"Jack?" She shook him and looked up to see Gibbs walking forward. "Gibbs! It's Jack, help me!" Gibbs raced up the stairs and kneeled beside then, running his hand above Jack's mouth to check for breath.
"He's breathing okay...don't smell rum." Anamaria smoothed the hair back from his face and leaned in closer to look at him. He was so...there was something really wrong with him.
"Let's get him to his cabin." Together they managed to get Jack to the Captain's cabin. Elizabeth and Will left their arguing aside and helped Anamaria and Gibbs lower Jack onto the bed.
"What happened?" Elizabeth asked, sitting down beside him as Anamaria pulled his blankets over him. Anamaria shook her head.
"He's just tired, that's all." She said. "Needs rest. I'll stay with him tonight and you two can use my cabin. Gibbs will show you where it is." She stared at Gibbs who stood there a moment watching her before he let the words sink in.
"Oh...right." He said, catching on. "Come then, let's go. Ana knows what she's doing." He ushered Elizabeth and Will out and closed to door quietly behind him. Anamaria sighed and looked over at her Captain as she began to strip off her boots. Maybe she could warm him?
Slipping under the blankets to, Anamaria placed her head on his shoulder and held him close to her, feeling his cold skin on hers, even through all the cloth between them.
"Bill..." Jack muttered. Anamaria, who had been drifting off, stared awake and sat up so she could look at Jack.
"Jack?" She asked, placing a hand on his cheek. He didn't move and she thought she'd just been dreaming his voice before he spoke again.
"Sorry...didn'...mean...couldn' save...wasn' my..." He opened his eyes suddenly and stared at her. "Mother." He said, "Where's Bill?" Anamaria, startled at being called 'mother', said nothing. "I have to tell him I'm sorry...it wasn't my fault."
"Who's Bill?" She asked, wanting information. She knew Will had a father named Bill but she wasn't sure it was the same thing.
"Bill's my brother. I saw him in the field. He was kissing that girl...what's her name..." Jack closed his eyes as if in thought. "May or something...anyway, I wanted to tell him it wasn't my fault."
"What?" Anamaria asked.
"With father...it wasn't my fault. I didn't mean for it to happen...it just did. The horse spooked, I couldn't stop it. She got underneath and the horse killed her. I'm sorry."
"Who? Who did the horse kill Jack?" Anamaria asked.
"You should know." He said simply. There were tears in his eyes now.
"Jack? Pretend like I don't know." Jack sighed.
"Molly." He said. "My sister, Molly. She got under the horse's hooves. I'm sorry. Tell father that...will you? Tell him I'm sorry? Please...tell him not to hate me anymore. I'll make it right some day, I will."
"Jack, it's okay." Anamaria said, running a hand down his cold cheek. She could feel sweat under her fingers. It was almost like he was having a cold fever. "It's okay...rest. Shh..." Jack's eyes closed and Anamaria listened to his breathing.
"May went to save her...she was killed to." Anamaria lay back down on his shoulder. "It was an accident, I swear."
"I know Jack." She said. "I'll tell him, don't worry...I'll tell everyone."
"Bill loved her." Jack continued. "You know that don't you?" Anamaria nodded.
"Yes...I know." Jack sighed and Anamaria felt his breathing slow until he was asleep. She couldn't help but be slightly shaken by what she had just heard. "I know Jack."
Jack woke slowly. His world was a blank, he could remember leaving the cabin and Will and Elizabeth...he was approaching the wheel but after that there was nothing. He hadn't been drinking so that wasn't it.
He tried to roll over but there was a weight on his shoulder. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down to see Anamaria's head there, in the crook between his chest and his shoulder. She had her hands above the heavy blankets, resting on his chest. Maybe he had been drunk last night.
"Anamaria." He whispered, moving his shoulder. Her eyes stayed tight shut. "Ana." Again she didn't respond. Jack sighed and leaned back in his pillows. How was he going to wake her up...somewhere deep down he knew he didn't want to wake her up but... "ANAMARIA!"
Anamaria screamed and jumped up, getting tangled up in the bedding and fell off the edge of the bed. In her decent, however, she grabbed Jack's arm and pulled him with her so they were both on the floor in a heap, him on top. Suddenly, the door opened and Gibbs walked in.
"Ana," He said, closing the door behind him, "Hoe's he..." He stopped at the sight of Anamaria under Jack on the floor. "Oh." He said. They could both see the thoughts in his head as if his face was glass. "Right, I'll just be on me way then..." He went to open the door but Jack stopped him.
"No." He said, rolling off Anamaria. "We were just finishing, actually." Anamaria reached over and smacked his leg but he didn't move. "Where are we?"
"Tortuga sir." He answered, the red tinge still in his bearded cheeks. "Anything else sir?"
"No Mr. Gibbs, that'll be all." Gibbs left muttering something about 'Curses' and 'muddled brains' before he closed the door. Jack watched the closed door for a moment before turning back to Anamaria. He offered her his hand.
"No thank you." She spat, getting up herself. "I can do it. I don't need your hand." Jack shrugged and went over to the cabinet in the corner to get some rum. Anamaria watched him, wondering how much she should tell him. He opened the cabinet and rummaged through it before turning back to her.
"We need to get Rum in Tortuga." He said. Anamaria put on her worst face.
"You drunken dirty sot!" She yelled. Jack watched her storm out and slam the door before turning back to the empty cabinet. He really had to love Anamaria.
Anamaria walked to the wheel and pushed Moises aside. "I'll take her into the bay." She snapped. He walked away in surrender and Anamaria gazed at the water without really seeing it. She didn't know how much longer she could love Jack Sparrow with out cracking.
To My reviewer:
DRAGONHUNTER200: Stalling for time by drinking. No, not healthy. The large animal part and the stomach was gross, I'll admit. Oh well...it was fun. I used to have these nightmares about that but it wasn't my stomach...it was my legs. Torture scares me, it really does. So, to go with what I want I have to scare myself I guess...I don't know. You know, to tell you the truth, I never thought about how Bill got captured so thank you. Nice brother you got there eh? Your poor cat.
