Chapter 6
Something Wicked on the High Seas
**A/N: Please keep reading (and reviewing for that matter). I apologize for lacking in chapters. I had a quite good one written for this when my computer, which is on the Fritz, decided to shut off randomly before it saved. This one's very adventure-filled and very romantic. SO, I'll try my best to remember what was said. Let me pop in my POTC soundtrack and here we go! **
As the group traveled towards the ship, Elizabeth was the only one who spoke.
"You were alive all that time? Did you know that Will came to look for you?" She said walking fast to catch up to Bootstrap's long strides.
Will shot her a warning glance. He wasn't sure he wanted his father to know that part just yet.
"Did you William? Why's ha'?" His father turned to face him.
"I just wanted to see you I guess, and tell you what was going on." Will looked sad in preparation for what he had to tell his father.
"Well, my boy what news did you want to bring?"
"I'm not sure if you heard or not, but Mom died." He waited for Bill's reaction.
"She did?" His voice was plain, but cracked halfway through. "When did tha' happen?"
"A few months after you left" He said not meaning to make him feel guilty. "She had Consumption, a month after that I left England forever and got on a ship to sail to the Caribbean. You had sent me the medallion, so I thought you could help."
"Where were you headed?" Bootstrap pondered aloud.
"To find you, I thought you'd be somewhere at sea and hoped our paths would cross." He looked down again. "I was halfway between when that ship was attacked, by the Black Pearl actually." He looked over to Jack.
"It wasn't me lad, if I remember correctly I was marooned on that island drowning me sorrows in rum all by me onsie at tha' point." He lifted his arms in salute.
Bootstrap was also looked at accusingly. "Nye, me either, I don't remember attacking an English ship, the last for me was an Italian traders ship, I think you were still there then aye Jack?" He laughed at the fond memory.
"Yeah I believe I was." He started.
Will coughed loud. "Anyway I was found floating adrift in the sea," He paused for sympathy. "By my Salvation."
He reached for Elizabeth's hand. "I love you" he whispered inaudible to the others. She nodded and smiled.
"So luckily, Their ship was part of the British fleet headed to Port Royal and that's where I grew up. I was placed by the Governor to be an Apprentice with the Blacksmith."
"What made you get into the family business then?" Bootstrap said.
"Being a blacksmith was the only thing I knew I'd be good at." He said dimly.
"Not tha,' Why'd you become a Pirate?" He seemed to have the same impatient streak his son was famous for.
Jack answer this time. "To save the lass." He gestured towards Elizabeth. "He had to get her back from Barbossa,"
"What he want with her?" Bill replied confused.
"I had the Medallion." She answered for herself. "I took it from Will that day on the ship, I thought they'd kill him if he was a pirate." She stopped.
"It's ok lassy, jus' telling him is all. Will came and got me outta prison and we set off to get her."
Bootstrap laughed. "Prison, you haven't changed at all."
Jack bowed. "Always scraping by."
"It's not like I was a Damsel in distress or anything. The reason I even got to the ship was I knew the code would follow Parley. Barbossa kept me alive because I said I was Elizabeth Turner, which was lucky for me."She sighed realizing how close she was almost killed.
Will spoke. "Why did you use my name anyway? You never told me."
Simultaneously Gibbs and Jack rolled their eyes.
Elizabeth ignored them. "Wasn't it obvious? I've loved you just as long as you have me." She wrapped her arm around his waist as he placed his hand at her shoulder.
They continued walking. Elizabeth was amazed as Will and Bootstrap walked side by side and how identical they looked.
Ana Maria finally spoke. "At least now you know, that he'll still be a looker when he gets old."
"What" she hadn't thought of that. "I guess your right, I don't care though, just as long as he's mine when we're old, I'll be happy."
Ana Maria sighed. She wished she could find love like that, not the commitment phobic pirates she'd been hanging around.
Back on the Black Pearl, Jack was at the wheel ready to take the ship out to sea. Ana Maria at his side, laughing at his jokes, ones only reserved for her. Bootstrap and Will sat on a case of rigging to catch up their lives with each other. Elizabeth stood on deck watching the Midmorning sun glisten against the ocean. Occasionally she'd glance over to her fiance.
Gibbs walked over to her once the ship was ready to sail. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You all right lass?"
"Yes, I'm more worried about Will than anything else. I just wonder what having his father back will do to him, and what it will do to our relationship." She sighed.
"I think having his father again might make his life better again." He watched as she glanced over to him, Will looked up for a moment and met her gaze. He smiled as she blew him a kiss. "You really love him don't you?"
"More than I ever thought I could love another person. In fact I think I loved him as soon as I spotted him in the ocean."
"I remember that day, you were like a little nurse for him. Asking if he needed anything, giving him blankets and the like."
She smiled. "I remember growing up, he'd always bring Father's orders over from the blacksmith shop. I'd run down the stairs in my best dress, to see him. We weren't the best of friends, but we were the only kids our age in all of Port Royal."
She gazed off, lost in thought. Gibbs walked away to returned to his duties on ship.
The day passed. By midafternoon a terrible storm had approached. Wind ripped at the Black sails of the Pearl. Waves curled high and crashed on deck of the ship. The sky was so dark with clouds it looked like a false night had fallen.
Jack Sparrow was trying to steady the violently rocking ship when he saw something in the middle of the sea. Between curtains of rain pouring down on him he saw a ship. Even as weather-beat as it was, it looked exactly like the Black Pearl.
The only real difference was White sails, versus Black ones. Otherwise, excluding a small amount of cannon damage, it was it's twin.
Jack nearly dropped his prized compass in shock. "Drop Anchor." His crew looked blankly at him. He shouted at the top of his lungs. "Drop Anchor, NOW!"
Bootstrap, who had decided to stay on ship as part of the crew, yelled from the other side of the ship. "Jack, your as daft as ever."
"No, I'm a genius on the high seas!" He shouted as he spun the wheel opposite the way that the anchor spun the boat.
"Whatever you say, but I have my own opinions" Bootstrap's voice got lost in the wind
To Be continued........Jack journeys on to the Black Pearl's sister ship, adventure insures!
Something Wicked on the High Seas
**A/N: Please keep reading (and reviewing for that matter). I apologize for lacking in chapters. I had a quite good one written for this when my computer, which is on the Fritz, decided to shut off randomly before it saved. This one's very adventure-filled and very romantic. SO, I'll try my best to remember what was said. Let me pop in my POTC soundtrack and here we go! **
As the group traveled towards the ship, Elizabeth was the only one who spoke.
"You were alive all that time? Did you know that Will came to look for you?" She said walking fast to catch up to Bootstrap's long strides.
Will shot her a warning glance. He wasn't sure he wanted his father to know that part just yet.
"Did you William? Why's ha'?" His father turned to face him.
"I just wanted to see you I guess, and tell you what was going on." Will looked sad in preparation for what he had to tell his father.
"Well, my boy what news did you want to bring?"
"I'm not sure if you heard or not, but Mom died." He waited for Bill's reaction.
"She did?" His voice was plain, but cracked halfway through. "When did tha' happen?"
"A few months after you left" He said not meaning to make him feel guilty. "She had Consumption, a month after that I left England forever and got on a ship to sail to the Caribbean. You had sent me the medallion, so I thought you could help."
"Where were you headed?" Bootstrap pondered aloud.
"To find you, I thought you'd be somewhere at sea and hoped our paths would cross." He looked down again. "I was halfway between when that ship was attacked, by the Black Pearl actually." He looked over to Jack.
"It wasn't me lad, if I remember correctly I was marooned on that island drowning me sorrows in rum all by me onsie at tha' point." He lifted his arms in salute.
Bootstrap was also looked at accusingly. "Nye, me either, I don't remember attacking an English ship, the last for me was an Italian traders ship, I think you were still there then aye Jack?" He laughed at the fond memory.
"Yeah I believe I was." He started.
Will coughed loud. "Anyway I was found floating adrift in the sea," He paused for sympathy. "By my Salvation."
He reached for Elizabeth's hand. "I love you" he whispered inaudible to the others. She nodded and smiled.
"So luckily, Their ship was part of the British fleet headed to Port Royal and that's where I grew up. I was placed by the Governor to be an Apprentice with the Blacksmith."
"What made you get into the family business then?" Bootstrap said.
"Being a blacksmith was the only thing I knew I'd be good at." He said dimly.
"Not tha,' Why'd you become a Pirate?" He seemed to have the same impatient streak his son was famous for.
Jack answer this time. "To save the lass." He gestured towards Elizabeth. "He had to get her back from Barbossa,"
"What he want with her?" Bill replied confused.
"I had the Medallion." She answered for herself. "I took it from Will that day on the ship, I thought they'd kill him if he was a pirate." She stopped.
"It's ok lassy, jus' telling him is all. Will came and got me outta prison and we set off to get her."
Bootstrap laughed. "Prison, you haven't changed at all."
Jack bowed. "Always scraping by."
"It's not like I was a Damsel in distress or anything. The reason I even got to the ship was I knew the code would follow Parley. Barbossa kept me alive because I said I was Elizabeth Turner, which was lucky for me."She sighed realizing how close she was almost killed.
Will spoke. "Why did you use my name anyway? You never told me."
Simultaneously Gibbs and Jack rolled their eyes.
Elizabeth ignored them. "Wasn't it obvious? I've loved you just as long as you have me." She wrapped her arm around his waist as he placed his hand at her shoulder.
They continued walking. Elizabeth was amazed as Will and Bootstrap walked side by side and how identical they looked.
Ana Maria finally spoke. "At least now you know, that he'll still be a looker when he gets old."
"What" she hadn't thought of that. "I guess your right, I don't care though, just as long as he's mine when we're old, I'll be happy."
Ana Maria sighed. She wished she could find love like that, not the commitment phobic pirates she'd been hanging around.
Back on the Black Pearl, Jack was at the wheel ready to take the ship out to sea. Ana Maria at his side, laughing at his jokes, ones only reserved for her. Bootstrap and Will sat on a case of rigging to catch up their lives with each other. Elizabeth stood on deck watching the Midmorning sun glisten against the ocean. Occasionally she'd glance over to her fiance.
Gibbs walked over to her once the ship was ready to sail. He placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "You all right lass?"
"Yes, I'm more worried about Will than anything else. I just wonder what having his father back will do to him, and what it will do to our relationship." She sighed.
"I think having his father again might make his life better again." He watched as she glanced over to him, Will looked up for a moment and met her gaze. He smiled as she blew him a kiss. "You really love him don't you?"
"More than I ever thought I could love another person. In fact I think I loved him as soon as I spotted him in the ocean."
"I remember that day, you were like a little nurse for him. Asking if he needed anything, giving him blankets and the like."
She smiled. "I remember growing up, he'd always bring Father's orders over from the blacksmith shop. I'd run down the stairs in my best dress, to see him. We weren't the best of friends, but we were the only kids our age in all of Port Royal."
She gazed off, lost in thought. Gibbs walked away to returned to his duties on ship.
The day passed. By midafternoon a terrible storm had approached. Wind ripped at the Black sails of the Pearl. Waves curled high and crashed on deck of the ship. The sky was so dark with clouds it looked like a false night had fallen.
Jack Sparrow was trying to steady the violently rocking ship when he saw something in the middle of the sea. Between curtains of rain pouring down on him he saw a ship. Even as weather-beat as it was, it looked exactly like the Black Pearl.
The only real difference was White sails, versus Black ones. Otherwise, excluding a small amount of cannon damage, it was it's twin.
Jack nearly dropped his prized compass in shock. "Drop Anchor." His crew looked blankly at him. He shouted at the top of his lungs. "Drop Anchor, NOW!"
Bootstrap, who had decided to stay on ship as part of the crew, yelled from the other side of the ship. "Jack, your as daft as ever."
"No, I'm a genius on the high seas!" He shouted as he spun the wheel opposite the way that the anchor spun the boat.
"Whatever you say, but I have my own opinions" Bootstrap's voice got lost in the wind
To Be continued........Jack journeys on to the Black Pearl's sister ship, adventure insures!
