A/N: I'm kind of wondering where all of my lovely readers have gone! I do want to give a special thanks to Terradaina for continuing to read and give feedback. I have also decided to make things a little more personal by addressing each reviewer at the end of the chapter, starting with reviews from chapter five. Hey, you give me feedback, so it's only fair for me to acknowledge it the best that I can, right?
Chapter Six: Show Me Da Boss, Bloke!
Slap!
"Don't you 'Ana, baby' me, you dog! I should've known. That's all that you're good at is stealing treasure and bedding women!" she yelled into his face, waving her arms about herself wildly. He grabbed her wrists.
"Anamaria, don't forget who you're talking to! I am Captain Jack Sp-," Jack began in another feeble attempt to get her to calm down. It didn't work. She cut him off with hearty spit into his face.
"Ask. Me. If. I. Care," she growled out, accentuating every word. Captain, my ass. This man is nothing but a bitch. Bitch.... "And you!! What are you doing here?!" she screamed as she ripped herself away from the stunned Jack and made her way towards Elizabeth.
"Anamaria, it's not what you think. I...I..." Liz wanted to tell her the truth, but she didn't want to go into all the details.
"You, you, what?" She mocked her with a smirk on her face as she stood, hip cocked out and arms crossed.
"I fell into his lagoon...because Will came to talk with him and I decided to tag along! And...Will got mad at me and pushed me in, so Jack gave me this to change into! I was just leaving, really I was." The words rushed out of Liz's mouth and she was surprised to realize that she was afraid of Anamaria. I don't know why I'm so afraid right now, but I hope she doesn't have a dog of a nose that can smell fear as well as Jack can smell his lagoon.
Maria spun around to face Jack, who had just gotten through scrubbing his face with a cloth.
"Is this true, Jack?" she asked. He looked up.
"Well, yes, of course, darlin'. Of course it's true!" Elizabeth made her way to the bedroom door after grabbing her wet clothes.
"I'll just be going now. Nice seeing you again, bye," she stammered and rushed out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house. She threw her pants and shirt into the compartment on her motorbike and hopped on in Jack's dress, speeding off of the property as fast as she could.
When the weekend was over, it was time for Will to head back to work at the office. He had been on edge all day on Sunday, waiting to see if Jack might call on him, hoping that he would get to accompany him on some sort of adventure. But lady luck was not yet with him, so there he sat at his desk composing a table of which magazines would publish Ionary's newest ad that month. I do wonder what Elizabeth's doing. And Alisa, too. When will I see Jack again? What exactly will I do as a Pirate? When he got done with the graph, he decided to take his lunch break before presenting it to Norrington.
He shut off his computer, made his way down to the break room and, deciding on a cup of Ramen Noodles, he began to heat them in the microwave. As he sat down with his lunch a few minutes later, he noticed a gruff looking man sitting in a corner alone, across the room. That's odd, Will thought, but he wasn't one to judge so he just kept quiet and contented himself by looking at the posters on the wall. Each was of past Ionary advertisements, and a few were graced with Elizabeth's face. Those were the ones he found himself staring at the longest. There she is as a cowgirl for KC Masterpiece's Rodeo Smoked BBQ Sauce...oh, she looks beautiful in that one, with all of the diamonds and the ball gown—I wonder if she has any Zale's Jewelry of her own?
"Hey, bloke, do you know where Swann is?" The man had come up behind Will's seat while he was engrossed in his thoughts.
"What do you want with Elizabeth?" he asked with a furrowed brow, and he set his fork back down into the noodles. The man looked confused.
"No. Not Elizabeth. I don't know an Elizabeth. I want Mr. Swann. Mr. Weatherby Swann," he said.
"Uh, yeah, I think so. Why? Do you have an appointment with him?" Will was suddenly getting suspicious of the man. He doesn't look like he has any business with Elizabeth's father...but oh well, what do I know?
"Well, uh, erm..." The man began to try and give an explanation, but Will stopped him.
"Sorry, sir, none of my business. I'll lead you right up there." He threw away his trash and showed the man to an elevator. They were the only people inside and both of them stood a bit awkwardly as the elevator went up, up, up to the very top level. "Level 10, here we are." They stepped out and Will immediately noticed yet another gruff looking man in the same type of attire as the one he was with. He looked back from one to the other as he advanced on them. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked, aware that something definitely was not right.
"Just take us there, we need to talk to him," the new guy said, his wretched breath hitting Will's senses strongly. Will's nose cringed. I don't like this feeling I'm getting. I'm telling security.
"I'm not taking you anywhere. Good day, gentlemen," he said and turned around to go back to the elevator. That's when he felt the barrel of a gun against the back of his neck.
"You'll take us where we want to go, and where we want to go is to Swann," he said calmly. Will began to walk, slowly, not knowing what else to do. Ok, it's either do what they say or get shot up. But...they don't know if I'm taking them to the right place... "And don't get any ideas, youngin', or else I'll blow your brains out," he added. Will clenched his teeth in frustration and continued to the door labeled SWANN. The first man knocked on the door.
"Come in!" President Swann was sitting at his desk, completely unaware of who was at his office door. He had his feet up on a foot stool and was casually reading a paper. No one entered. Well, that's strange...He got up to open the door himself and was promptly kicked in the groin. "Oof!" he groaned and doubled over holding his crotch; the men began to laugh.
"That's right, you big lump of nothin'! We've finally gotcha." The man with the gun aimed it on Pres. Swann when he tried to press the security button near the doorframe. "Ah, ah, ah! There'll be none of that now!" he said.
Will was quick. The men were focused on Swann and the gun was off of him, so he took that moment of opportunity to tackle the man with the gun to the ground.
"Run, Mr. President! NOW!" Mr. Swann did just that. He ran down the emergency steps as fast as his thick legs could carry him, leaving Will to deal with the two men by himself.
"Don't just stand there, you stupid idiot, go after him!!!" the tackled man yelled as he struggled against Will to get the gun. The man ran out after Weatherby, and Will began to throw punches. God, I hope Swann can run. I can't keep fighting him much longer...He was right. In the next moment, Will was thrown off of him and he began to scurry for the gun. Will got up and ran out the door as the first shots were fired, just missing grazing past his body.
Will was at home a few hours later, sitting on his couch with Alisa. He had ridden to the police station with Mr. Swann to answer some questions; the two men had gotten away. He sighed.
"You know, Alisa, I can't believe that that happened," he said as they ate the ice cream Will had served them fresh from his freezer.
"Yeah, me either. But he is a rich man. They were probably wanting to take him for ransom or something." She took a bite of her vanilla.
"Yeah, maybe..." Will murmured. He had stopped eating and was now deep in his own thoughts. I should've gone with my gut. I knew I shouldn't have been telling that man anything in the break room. I should have run right when I saw the other guy waiting there. He didn't know about Elizabeth. How could he know about the Pres. without knowing about his daughter? Then it dawned on him. It wasn't ransom... if it was ransom, they would've been trying to take Elizabeth instead!
He was about to enlighten Alisa with this breakthrough discovery, but little did he know, she had been trying to get his attention for the past couple of minutes. Now she was sitting much closer to him.
"Will?" she said quietly. She put her hand on his shoulder gently. "Are you o.k.?" she asked him.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just...I don't know. I was thinking," he said and he took her hand in his own, still holding a far off look in his eyes. She brought his attention back to her by touching his cheek with her free hand.
"You can tell me anything, you know," she whispered.
"I know..." There was silence as they gazed at each other. Their eyes didn't hold desire...it was something else. Understanding, perhaps? Alisa understood that Will would like to be comforted after the long day and Will understood that there was some sort of attraction between them. Before they knew it, they were leaning their faces together, about to kiss.
TAP, TAP, TAP! The sound of knuckles rapping against his door stopped them.
"Sorry, one moment," he said and he hastily got up to answer his door. There stood Elizabeth, looking as beautiful as ever, her face a bit rosy from the wind.
"Hi, Will," she said softly as he gazed at her, part of him surprised to see her, and part of him hypnotized by her beauty.
"Hi," he whispered, for his voice seemed to have become handicapped. Alisa came up behind him. Her coat was on and she was tying her scarf around her neck.
"Hey, Liz. Will didn't look so good, so I gave him a ride. I was just leaving, though," she said in a nonchalant manner. She breezed past Liz.
"Hey..." she said. Maybe I shouldn't be here, Liz thought. It hadn't dawned on her that she and Will would be at his house. Alone.
"I'll see ya'll later!" Alisa called behind her as she lightly bounded down the steps and disappeared around the corner.
Liz stood there in the cold outside of his door, slightly shifting her weight and biting her lip. When Will realized that he was just standing there like an idiot, he found his voice.
"Uh, Elizabeth, please come on in," he said and stepped aside to let her in. We're gonna be here...alone...There was a moment of still and silence that seemed to be critically necessary for the current situation...
"Thanks," she finally said and stepped inside to let Will close the door behind her.
A/N: And there we have it. The latest part of me tale. Please review! Oh, yes:
Terradaina, I'm glad you believe that I'm doing Jack's character justice :)