(A/N) Hey everyone! Just like to give my prayers to all of you down in the Southern States being affected by Katrina, God Bless you all and stay Safe!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN POTC!
Elizabeth felt light, she felt like she was floating, and that was a fine feeling. As she practically skipped her way on deck, she was surprised to see Timothy on deck.
"Timothy! I didn't think you would be here." Elizabeth said as she came up and hugged him.
"Well, imagine my surprise when I found you missing this morning." He said coldly.
"I'm sorry about that…I had a change of heart, I made up with Will, and we are getting married!" Elizabeth said happily. "I want you there, I want you to give me away."
"I'm afraid I can't do such a thing." Elizabeth then took a step back.
"Timothy…where is the crew?"
"In my custody…"
"Where's Jack?" Elizabeth asked, afraid of his answer.
"Don't worry, you'll see him soon enough." She watched as Timothy took a step closer.
Elizabeth quickly drew her sword. "Tim, I don't want to do this please…"
"You already are…" Tim took out his sword. "Word has it your quite good at the sword…beat me and you win…you get your crew and Jack back."
"Please Tim…" He swung first with fury as the blade narrowly missed her head. Elizabeth swung back, her life, as well as Jack, and the crew's were in her hands.
They fought back and forth, but Elizabeth made a mistake, one that resulted in Timothy's sword plowing through her shoulder. Elizabeth dropped to the floor and screamed in pain, as blood flowed from her arm.
"Hurts?" Tim said coldly as he bent down in front of her.
"Get away from her!" Will was on deck, his sword ready to kill.
"Will, pleasure to meet you again. But I fear, I have so many plans, that I will be seeing much more of you." Tim smiled. Elizabeth turned around to see Will…and Louis behind him. Will crashed to the floor with a thud. Elizabeth let a small moan escape her lips. She was in utter pain, and to see Will, to see that Louis had struck him made her angry…but she felt so woozy, so light headed, she passed out on deck…and felt no more.
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"Will, get your whelp self up!" Jack shook Will violently. "Need your help mate…" Jack was tending to Elizabeth, who had been thrown in the cell with him and Will. Elizabeth had a deep wound in her shoulder, and the bleeding hadn't stopped, Jack wondered…no, he knew an artery was hit. Jack kept pressure on the oozing wound, but he was growing tired, and he needed extra hands. "Will!" Jack whispered loudly, and kicked him.
Will opened his eyes and saw Jack peering over Elizabeth. "Jesus…" Will scrambled over.
"He can't help her." Jack said, then looked at Will. "Keep pressure on the wound, the bleeding hasn't stopped, we need to at least slow it down."
Will clamped his hands over the large gash, and pushed down hard. "Will, don't break her bloody shoulder…" Jack said as he rolled her eyes.
"Sorry." Will mumbled. His eyes traveled to her face, which was pale, nearly white, as if all the blood was pouring out of her…and in time, if they didn't get the blood to stop…she would die. "Isn't there something you can do?"
"I could try and burn it out…but that is a lot of pain, and could get infected…I don't know if it would be such a brilliant idea." Jack said as he threw his head back.
"We have to try. She'll die if we don't do something." Will looked at Jack with pleading eyes.
"Understand this may kill her as well…" Jack said kneeling at Elizabeth's side.
"I understand." Jack nodded and then reached into his pocket. "I need you to hold her down." Jack pulled out a small toothpick.
"What the hell is that for?" Will asked.
"Quiet will you?" Jack then ripped a piece of his shirt off, and began to look around the cell. He got up and picked up two good sized rocks.
"Jack, you are not expecting to start a fire with that?" Will asked bewildered.
"Yes, now be quiet." Jack began striking the rocks together over a piece of cloth. "Will, take the pick and pull the wound, so I can place the cloth in there." Jack said as he struck the rocks a second time, now getting sparks.
Will nervously let go of the wound and stuck the pick in the wound and opened it up. Blood gushed out and onto Will's hands. Will felt sick as a wave of nausea hit him hard. "Alright…" Jack had the cloth in flames. Jack then hovered over the wound and stuck the cloth in the wound. They heard a sizzle as the flames went out. Elizabeth's eyes shot open, and she began to scream. Will held her down, and Jack pushed the cloth into the wound more. Will gave Jack a worried look as Elizabeth screamed.
"We have to stop the bleeding Elizabeth…" Will said. Elizabeth's back arched up as she moaned in pain.
"Alright, love…just settle back and relax…" Jack said as he placed his hand on her forehead, and merely shook his head, she was already burning up. Elizabeth just looked at Jack, in sheer pain. "Don't say a word, just sleep."
"It hurts…" Elizabeth mumbled.
"Elizabeth, just rest." Will looked worried, as did Jack.
"Timothy?" Elizabeth asked.
"We haven't seen him." Will said angrily.
"No…" Elizabeth lulled her head to the side.
"What is it?" Will asked.
"He's good…he's good…" Elizabeth said over and over. "He didn't mean it." Elizabeth then began to move. "I can't stay…we have to go…James will come for us…" Elizabeth struggled to say.
"Jack?"
"She's hallucinating." Jack then felt her forehead, the fever had begun, as Jack expected, so were the delusions were settling in.
"We'll be fine…James is here…" Elizabeth pointed to the ceiling.
"Jack, what is she…"
"You…you murderer…" Elizabeth said as she looked at Will. "Daddy's dead…my daddy…pick me up and swing me high, never let me touch the ground." Elizabeth sang slurred.
"Jack, we have to do something…"
"Will, we have nothing to cool her down. You can strip her down to her undergarments, that's it." Jack said. Will looked at Elizabeth's shaking body.
"Okay, I'll do it." Will began to take Elizabeth's jacket off.
"No…" Elizabeth started to weakly hit Will. "No not again…" Elizabeth tried to hurt Will, get him away from her.
"Will, enough." Jack said sternly. "She's afraid, leave her alone…wait till she's asleep."
Will nodded and held Elizabeth's hand as she quieted down, and slowly started to fall asleep.
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"I want to kill that wench myself! Got my wife running scared!" Louis said angrily. "Timothy, I have to have her…I want to take her life myself!"
"I'll allow it. I want Turner, he needs to be punished for taking my Elizabeth away from me."
"What about Sparrow?" Louis asked. "The Pearl is still in the harbor, and the crew is being detained, we can't keep them forever without the Navy finding out."
"No. I will turn Sparrow, the crew, and the Pearl over to the proper authorities. There is a very high bounty on his head, a fetching reward." A knock at the door interrupted them. "Enter."
"Sir, the woman, she's not doing so well. She's running a fever, she may not make it till tomorrow." A young man said, he was in charge of watching Jack, Will, and Elizabeth.
"No! I have to do it…" Louis then turned to Timothy. "Now."
Timothy sighed. "Go." Louis then walked out of Timothy's study…happy as a clam.
(A/N) Uh oh, does not spell well for our heroes does it…The whole rock thing, ya I know a stretch, but I really wanted to be creative with it. The whole burning it out…well, ever get suck a bad bloody nose that it never stops, well in my FOUR situations, (yes they actually did this painful thing to me four times) They stick something like a burnt match up your nose, and burn the vessel shut, so in the lines of an artery, (because I am a medical major) Completely impossible! If an artery is hit and you can't clamp it down, your dead…a bit of a lesson for you kiddies! LOL, anywho, that's all I am posting for now, tomorrow, I will have more time!
