There'll be no livin' with her after this
Chapter 21-There she goes…
Disclaimer: No, I don't own POTC…. Captain Anna- the literal meaning of rouge en Français is red, but I meant like the real meaning: lipstick/makeup…savvy? You can picture it now, right? Très bien. :)
Elizabeth rolled over, narrowing her eyes as she faced the bright morning sunlight.
"Ooh", she groaned, as she did so, carefully rubbing her uncomfortable rib cage, and taking in a breath.
"No wonder. I didn't take this thing off last night", she realized, and tried to pull loose the laces of her corset.
Ring, ring, ring!
"Oh! Stupid bell. Will, darling", she turned over, but he wasn't there, neither was he in the room at all.
"Hmmm", she pondered, and then rose to get ready.
"Will! Darling! Where…? Oh! Good morning, father."
"Ah, there's my daughter!", he came up to her, and kissed her forehead.
"Father?"
"Yes?"
"Have you seen Will?"
"Yes, actually, he went out for a bit earlier this morning."
"Really? He didn't mention anything to me", she half-complained.
"What's that?"
"Oh, nothing. Is…Wait, where is everybody?"
"You mean that rogue? He went out…trying his best to do it secretly, if I do say so, myself."
"Is Miss Rochet here?"
"Ah, no. I actually saw her talking to someone last night through the window…Now that I remember; she seemed quite upset when she came back in…" At this, the Governor started to muse. "She really didn't look well. The Captain was comforting her when they came in, though…"
"Oh…" They were both quiet for a moment.
"But, to answer your question, yes, I believe she and Captain Sparrow have gone out somewhere."
"Oh", she smirked a bit. "Well, they've been in for almost two days…Anyway. But, father, what am I to do all day?"
"I beg your pardon?"
Elizabeth laughed. "I'm just jesting."
"Well, dear, I must see to some things, so I'll be working in the office. I expect you to act as a lady…"
"Father! I'm not a little girl!"
"Alright", he softened again. "I'm sorry you're alone for the time being."
"It's alright. You really don't know what Will is up to?"
"Can't say I do, dear."
"Oh well. You go work, and I'll attend to my ladylike activities."
He chuckled, then parted her.
"Jack, I can't do this!", Jade sobbed. She was so worked up she was shaking.
"Love. Love, calm down", Jack said, sitting down next to her, and putting his arm around her. "Jade, love…"
"Jack…I don't know what she's going to do. She's hell bent on controlling my life, and she's just doing this to get back at not being able to do it for the years I was gone." She brushed a tear away.
"Darling, listen" He took her trembling hands. "It was totally out of bloody order the way Pintel an' Ragetti just blurted out that they had met with Madame Rochet; I don't even know how they got bloody involved."
"Pourtant…"
"They're off in Tortuga now, so that's…over with, in the least. I've handled it." He kissed her cheek. "I know you had a hard time last night."
"I can't believe her! C'est horrible! She just came in like that…If she truly acted as she should, then it wouldn't be…", she sighed, weakening. "Si dificile. And you know that everyone must know, something…"
"Ah, but ye see, love, I pretended I was going out, an' ol' Governor Swann saw me, so he thinks we're…out right this moment."
Jade suddenly felt faint, and fell against him. Jack held her, and laid her down on the bed.
"Jade, you're very worried about this." A look of great concern crossed over his face. She started to sit up, but her head became blurry. Jack rushed to her.
"Love", she whispered. He lightly kissed her.
"I'll go sort it out, darling."
She reached for his hand. "Jack…", was all she could manage.
"You need to rest. I'll handle it."
"Jack, I don't want to leave you; now."
"Love, that disagreement was uncalled for. Especially when you're in this state." He pondered for a moment.
Tears brimmed in Jade's eyes. "I'm worried about what she'll do to you."
Jack's eyes sparked with a sudden laughter. "What she'll do me?" He went over to the bed, and sat, leaning over her. "I think you're forgetting a very important thing, love."
She smiled gently. "What's that?"
He leaned in close, and whispered in her ear, "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."
She sighed and pulled him down to kiss her.
"You're right, Jack."
"About what, love?"
"Tout." She breathed unevenly, and Jack supported her as she attempted to rise once more.
"Oh, what am I going to do?"
"You're hassled about all this bloody mess."
"What if I don't go?", she voiced hopefully, but inside, she knew it could be a risk. "There's nothing she could do about it, right?" She leaned back in the chair, and drew her hand over her eyes for a moment. Letting out a breath, she continued. "Je…suis confondre, quioque. Pourquoi? Je n'en peux plus." She began to fiddle with the hands. "I will not go. Je ne peux pas entrer dans il avec la."
She lifted her eyes over at Jack, who was quietly leaning his back against the door, his arms folded, and a self-satisfied look on his face. "Pardon, but…"
"That's a step forward, love", he said.
"Jack!", she moaned.
He went to her, and taking her hands, he lifted her up, and kissed her. "Come along, then. Let's not worry bout this."
"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me. We extort, we pilfer, we filch, and sack, drink up me hearties yo ho. We maraud and embezzle…Oh, this is pointless!"
Elizabeth cried out, as she pricked her finger with the needle of which she was using to sew.
"Ladylike activities, indeed." She held up what she was working on;
"What is this?" she scoffed at herself. "I'd forgotten what I used to in the house all day. Being a pirate and such is more exciting than this."
She reluctantly went back to sewing. 'There's nothing more to do anyway…"
"More dangerous", she muttered to herself, thinking about when she had to live amongst the pirates. "More likely to die...Likely to get your hand cut with a knife instead of a puny needle…Likely to get harassed…" She thought on this subject a bit more. "Well! I'll just stay here then, and like a proper lady, I'll patiently wait for my husband to return."
She continued sewing for several minutes, then became annoyed, and stopped.
She rested her chin in her hand. "Or I could see what I'm to wear at tomorrow's ball."
She sat there for a few more moments in silence, staring out the window, then got up.
She walked quickly out of the little room, and turned the corner, when she bumped into someone.
"Ah…", she cried out softly, as that someone bumped against her side.
"Miss Swann. Terribly sorry."
She looked up. "Jack."
"Elizabeth…", he nodded, and started off. Elizabeth noticed a figure behind him.
"Jade."
"Elizabeth", she returned.
Elizabeth noticed she looked a bit drained.
"Excuse me", Jack said, and brushed swiftly past Elizabeth, taking Jade along with him.
Elizabeth stepped aside, and watched them go into the galley, Jack seeming to support Jade.
"I wonder about her", Elizabeth mused to herself.
She went into the master bedroom, and looked through the closest.
"Let's see, there's that dress…That dress…Oh, that's pretty…No…uh!"
She flopped down in a chair, and just stared at the attire in the closet. "This decision is too hard." She looked at the clock, and saw that it was 4:00 pm.
Feeling already bored and exasperated with the whole thing, she left, and wandered until she sat down in the study.
"…Then when I find the right dress, I have to find extra time to find the right corset…Oh, forget it. I hate wearing the damn thing anyway."
"Hate wearing what?"
"Will!"
She jumped up, and Will took her in his arms and kissed her. The kisses grew deeper, and his hands massaged across her back. He continued to kiss her, pushing her back. He moved the kiss to her shoulder; she felt him touch against her rib cage and flinched a bit.
He paused, and muttered, "Ok?"
"Yes."
"How bout we finish this tonight?"
"Oh, no." She kissed him again. "Why don't we finish right now?"
"Really?", he said, moving closer.
"Elizabeth…" "Darling…"
She kissed him, which broke his words.
She was startled by a kiss. "We should go to dinner", she said, turning to him.
"Yes. It's nearly six o'clock."
"Alright, then", Elizabeth said, and made to get up.
"Wait, Elizabeth."
"What is it?"
"Has something…been bothering you?"
"Bothering me? Why, what do you mean?"
"Liz, darling, you seem…I don't know…"
"Don't be ridiculous", she said lightheartedly as she leaned over him and kissed him.
He brought his hand up, brushing it against her side. He turned her over, lightly tracing his hand below her chest.
"Will." He detected the nervousness in her voice.
He reached over to turn on the light, but the second he did so, Elizabeth was up, with a robe around her.
"Come, we shan't be late for supper", she said, her voice edgy, and hurried out of the room, into the bathroom, where she slammed the door.
"Elizabeth!"
Si dificile: So difficult
Tout: everything
Je…suis confondre, quioque. Pourquoi? Je n'en peux plus. : I…am confused, though. Why? I can't take anymore.
Je ne peux pas entrer dans il avec la: I cannot go into it with her.