A/N: Hi again, is ME with another LOVELY chapter!!!!! After this chapter, no more until I get 15 reviews, savvy? Great!!! Also, I know it's kinda obvious who Streak is an' stuff, but I think Jack kinda knows who Streak is talkin' about an' is 'playing dumb' on purpose.
Disclaimer
Can't remember whether I put a disclaimer in earlier, but I do not own anyone except those characters ye don't recognize. I also don't own any songs in this fic.
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Streak tossed in her bed as images of Jack haunted her dreams – or nightmares. She'd had them every night since she he left and they would not leave her alone.
"Streak?" Jack had entered the room silently and was standing in the doorway watching her. He could not bear to see anyone upset, even worse when he was helpless to do anything about it. He sat by her bed and stroked her hair, matted with sweat, not wanting to wake her suddenly.
"Jack..."
"S'alright, luv, I'm 'ere."
She woke without warning and grabbed his arm.
"Jack ... Oh. It's ye. I'm sorry, didn't mean ter wake ye."
"Ye didn't. I was sittin' up tryin' ter organize our path. We don't wanna encounter any Navy ships."
"Aye, I understand."
"Want ter tell me 'bout yer dream?"
"No," she said, defensively.
"Come on, ye can tell ol' Ja- Valkan."
"What did ye say?"
"Nothin', luv, nothin'."
Streak looked at him testily. She wasn't in the mood for jokes. Resolutely she resigned herself to telling him of her nightmare.
"Tha's quite a dream, luv."
"I know. I can't get rid of the feeling that I know ye from somewhere..."
"Never met before, luv, I can assure ye that."
"I wish he'd never left," she burst out suddenly. "I wish he'd stayed, then none o' this would be 'appenin'."
"Aye, but then ye'd ne'er have met me."
"Sparrow, I'm really not in the mood for jokes," and she wasn't. She was close to tears and wanted him to leave before she actually started crying.
"Look, Streak, ye can trust me. I know ye placed yer trust in a pirate before an' he betrayed ye, but I won't, I give ye my word."
Streak was sorely tempted to believe him, but as he looked at her with so much emotion in those chocolate eyes, she couldn't help it. As the tears streamed down her face, Jack pulled her into his arms.
"S'alright, luv. 'Twas a long time ago. He's most likely forgotten ye."
"NO! He would ne'er forget me. He promised," then she realised what she said and cried even harder.
As Jack held her, he too wondered what it would have been like if he'd never left. If he'd stayed.
Half an hour later, when Jack had left, Streak began to sing softly to herself:
"Here I stand alone,
With this weight upon my heart,
And it will not go away.
In my head I keep on lookin' back,
Right back to the start,
Wonderin' what it was that made you change.
Well I tried, but I had to draw the line.
And still this question keeps on spinnin' in my mind:
Chorus:
What if I had never let you go.
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
If we could only turn back time...
But I guess we'll never know.
Many roads to take,
Some to joy, some to heart-ache,
Anyone can lose their way.
And if I said that we could turn it back,
Right back to the start,
Would you take the chance and make the change.
Do you think how it would've been sometimes.
Do you pray that I'd never left your side.
(Chorus)
If only we could turn the hands of time.
If I could take you back,
Would you still be mine?
'Cause I tried, but I had to draw the line.
And still this question keeps on spinnin' in my mind...
What if I had never let you go,
Would you be the man I used to know?
What if I had never walked away,
'Cause I still love you more than I can say.
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
If we could only turn back time...
But I guess we'll never know...
We'll never know."
(What If by Kate Winslet)
As she began to cry again, Streak took a bottle of rum and downed the whole thing, drowning her sorrows. Completely drunk, she fell asleep, as Jack stood outside her door waiting until her breathing evened out, and crept in to sit by her bed watching her through the night.
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A/N: Ok, I know not much is happening at the moment, but all of these first chapters are crucial to the plot, and so ye know about the characters.
Kess: Streak decided to tell him everything coz she figured she had nothing to lose by telling him, and she recognizes him, and thinks she can trust him. If ye think my fic's so crap, why d'ye bother reading it? I'm writing wot I wanna write, and ye saying it's crap isn't gonna stop me, savvy?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer
Can't remember whether I put a disclaimer in earlier, but I do not own anyone except those characters ye don't recognize. I also don't own any songs in this fic.
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Streak tossed in her bed as images of Jack haunted her dreams – or nightmares. She'd had them every night since she he left and they would not leave her alone.
"Streak?" Jack had entered the room silently and was standing in the doorway watching her. He could not bear to see anyone upset, even worse when he was helpless to do anything about it. He sat by her bed and stroked her hair, matted with sweat, not wanting to wake her suddenly.
"Jack..."
"S'alright, luv, I'm 'ere."
She woke without warning and grabbed his arm.
"Jack ... Oh. It's ye. I'm sorry, didn't mean ter wake ye."
"Ye didn't. I was sittin' up tryin' ter organize our path. We don't wanna encounter any Navy ships."
"Aye, I understand."
"Want ter tell me 'bout yer dream?"
"No," she said, defensively.
"Come on, ye can tell ol' Ja- Valkan."
"What did ye say?"
"Nothin', luv, nothin'."
Streak looked at him testily. She wasn't in the mood for jokes. Resolutely she resigned herself to telling him of her nightmare.
"Tha's quite a dream, luv."
"I know. I can't get rid of the feeling that I know ye from somewhere..."
"Never met before, luv, I can assure ye that."
"I wish he'd never left," she burst out suddenly. "I wish he'd stayed, then none o' this would be 'appenin'."
"Aye, but then ye'd ne'er have met me."
"Sparrow, I'm really not in the mood for jokes," and she wasn't. She was close to tears and wanted him to leave before she actually started crying.
"Look, Streak, ye can trust me. I know ye placed yer trust in a pirate before an' he betrayed ye, but I won't, I give ye my word."
Streak was sorely tempted to believe him, but as he looked at her with so much emotion in those chocolate eyes, she couldn't help it. As the tears streamed down her face, Jack pulled her into his arms.
"S'alright, luv. 'Twas a long time ago. He's most likely forgotten ye."
"NO! He would ne'er forget me. He promised," then she realised what she said and cried even harder.
As Jack held her, he too wondered what it would have been like if he'd never left. If he'd stayed.
Half an hour later, when Jack had left, Streak began to sing softly to herself:
"Here I stand alone,
With this weight upon my heart,
And it will not go away.
In my head I keep on lookin' back,
Right back to the start,
Wonderin' what it was that made you change.
Well I tried, but I had to draw the line.
And still this question keeps on spinnin' in my mind:
Chorus:
What if I had never let you go.
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
If we could only turn back time...
But I guess we'll never know.
Many roads to take,
Some to joy, some to heart-ache,
Anyone can lose their way.
And if I said that we could turn it back,
Right back to the start,
Would you take the chance and make the change.
Do you think how it would've been sometimes.
Do you pray that I'd never left your side.
(Chorus)
If only we could turn the hands of time.
If I could take you back,
Would you still be mine?
'Cause I tried, but I had to draw the line.
And still this question keeps on spinnin' in my mind...
What if I had never let you go,
Would you be the man I used to know?
What if I had never walked away,
'Cause I still love you more than I can say.
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
If we could only turn back time...
But I guess we'll never know...
We'll never know."
(What If by Kate Winslet)
As she began to cry again, Streak took a bottle of rum and downed the whole thing, drowning her sorrows. Completely drunk, she fell asleep, as Jack stood outside her door waiting until her breathing evened out, and crept in to sit by her bed watching her through the night.
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A/N: Ok, I know not much is happening at the moment, but all of these first chapters are crucial to the plot, and so ye know about the characters.
Kess: Streak decided to tell him everything coz she figured she had nothing to lose by telling him, and she recognizes him, and thinks she can trust him. If ye think my fic's so crap, why d'ye bother reading it? I'm writing wot I wanna write, and ye saying it's crap isn't gonna stop me, savvy?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!