Gah. Let me see…. Here's life update:
My uncle who lives in Maui wants me to live with him for an uncertain period of time. My dad's police jeep was T-boned by a electric company car that ran a red light, and I was scared to death when a medium sized bat found its way into my room late at night. After being resurrected, I went back to my mother's house and learned that we have mice in the walls…
Disclaimer: I own nothing of POTC….
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Chapter 4: Opposing Sides
The get together was winding down from a dull accented roar it was beginning to become forced small talk between multiple people, and many were leaving. Blair was standing by the plant next to the door and smiling politely at people who passed through it. Elizabeth approached and pulled Blair to the stairwell.
"Blair, I need to go upstairs to sleep. Don't linger around menacingly for too long, okay?" Elizabeth asked.
"If you say so…." Blair looked around at the few lingering people. "Wait, how come Norrington is still here?" She asked. 'His welcome has long since expired.'
"Well," Elizabeth says. "He is on rather good terms with my father, and I expect he is just saying goodbye…. I really can't be sure though… He is usually the first one who leaves…." Elizabeth shrugged. "Oh well…. Good night Blair!"
"Good night Liz!" Blair replied..
Blair walked around through the hall and searched for someone to think. (A/N I for some reason or another I immediately thought of Winnie the Pooh when I wrote that. Strange…)
Blair could hear soft footsteps behind her and she turned swiftly on the spot. Blair could see that over by the painting, Norrington had picked up her scent. He (after she turned on him) immediately turned around as if he wasn't noticing her, and he was rocking slightly back and forth on his heels. Blair turned back and began walking at a faster pace.
'Okay' Blair thought. She tilted her head slightly at a painting as if interested. 'Creepy old guy with a disgustingly bad wig is following me... Oh don't be foolish. Maybe he is just walking around as I am…'
Blair continued down the hall and made a fast left and rushed through the door that met her. She flung herself through the door and shut it with barely a whisper of sound. Blair turned and ran at the largest tree next to the bushes and rushed behind it.
Bad idea… Blair stumbled over a man who appeared to be sleeping.
The man sat up and shook his head, then steadied his gaze on the young woman he had seen through the window. "Hey now… Why did ya' just fall on me lass?" The previously sleeping man asked with a husky voice. He smelled strongly of rum…
'Oh… my… god….' She thought to herself in near joy. 'It's Captain Jack Sparrow!!'
She could have died on the spot if it weren't for the loud sound of a door opening in a huge frenzy.
"Hide behind those bushes over there!!" Blair ordered him and he only looked at her with a growing curiosity. That was, until she mouthed the word Norrington and made a line across her throat with her finger. Then, quick as a rattlesnake, he was behind the bushes.
She waited a second and jumped form behind the tree and scared what little wits Norrington had right out of him. She would have laughed her heart out were it not for the very drool-worthy pirate captain hidden not 3 yards from where she was standing.
"You're following me." Blair said, more as a statement than a question.
"No… Of course not… Well, yes, but only to insure your safety." He replied nearly stammering.
"And since when do you give a flying rat's ass if I'm okay or not?" She replied with a fire burning in her eyes high enough to make Norrington recoil from the heat.
You hear a snicker from behind the bushes and hope that Norrington doesn't hear them as well. "A flying ra-…. You shouldn't be speaking like that!" Norrington accused. "Where did you learn that kind of language?" He asks while you notice the snickering has stopped.
"Your mother." Blair replied coolly. 'That was a very preteen thing to say…' She thought. '… Oh well.'
More snickering issued from this, but this time a bit loudly…. More like snorting than anything really. Luckily, Norrington was still fuming about Blair's last comment to have noticed.
"I'll have you know that I have it arranged for us to be married, and if you ever speak up to me that way EVER again, I'll have you beaten." He replies in a scary tone.
You were still stuck on the married part of his statement. "I never agreed to marrying a eunuch!" You say with your brow furrowed.
Norrington slapped her hard for this statement. REALLY hard. Blair was seeing stars for a moment and before she could re-gather her thoughts, he said "Anymore of that and I'll see to it that your life be ended at the gallows."
.x.X.x. NORRINGTON'S POV .x.X.x.
Norrington walked back through the door he came through fuming about her nasty little mouth.
'I will marry her.' He thought to himself. 'If not by her choice, then by my force. I will not enter my 35th year of life alone… This will make my other plans a bit more difficult to execute.'
He stalked out of the house and entered his carriage, all the while thinking of the marriage plans.
.x.X.x. JACK'S POV .x.X.x.
He watched as Blair talked back to Norrington.
'Flying rat's ass, eh? Never heard tha' one b'fore.'
He watched with rage as Norrington slapped Blair, sending her sprawling to the ground. He waited until Norrington left to run to her side.
"Luv? You alrigh'?" He asked as he gently shook her.
.x.X.x. BLAIR'S POV .x.X.x.
Blair opened her eyes slowly to find the hunky Captain Jack Sparrow bending over her. She tasted blood on her lips, and then she recalled what had just happened. She sat up as silent tears went marching down her cheeks.
"Don' cry luv. Everything will be jest fine." Jack says as he rubs your back.
A slight alarm goes off in her head as she realized that someone was comforting her. And not forced like or anything… it felt nice to be cared for…. Especially by Jack Sparrow.
"I'm fine…" She said as she wiped her face on her sleeves.
"Sure ye are." He said with one of his sexy grins.
"Hold on… why were you in the garden in the first place?" Blair asked in sheer curiosity.
He glanced around for a moment. He was obviously trying really hard to think. " I dunno… I was off to me ship- The Black Pearl-" He added with a smile. Blair gave her best smile back "When all of a sudden I come up here only teh find a bed!! Well, I think it was a bed…."
Blair laughed as she realized what his comment hinted at. "You had a bit of rum, then?"
He smirks. "I always have a bit o' rum."
Blair laughed as he pulled her up off the ground and led her through the bushes. He took her arm and led her off into the general direction of the docks.
"Where exactly are you taking me?" Blair asked. She hadn't really made up her mind on the matter if she actually wanted to go with the hunky pirate or not…Okay…. So she has actually made up her mind, but it's still safe to know.
"I want to show you the only love o' my life. Besides me rum… The Black Pearl!!"
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And chapter number four makes an appearance!! Next one tomorrow, next one for my other one, maybe tomorrow.
pirate blondie – I know what you mean, but the sequel is going to go in a slightly different direction. The last one came up with too many dead ends.
Morgan Martin-Jordan – You know, I forgot that I had all the chapters on two different computers! In two different houses! Oops. I had the first three at my dads, 4 through 7 at my moms, and the rest are jumbled a bit.
DarkAngelPearl – I know what you mean. And if he had kids?! I wouldn't envy them.