Chapter 7 – Come Away with Me

Jack went back to his ship that night but found it rather hard to go to sleep. Looking out his window at the darkened sky he thought of Elizabeth and if he would ever get his memories back.

It worried him, he couldn't remember a thing and he shifted uncomfortably. Maybe if he was back on his ship with his crew he would remember, something would shake his memory. Elizabeth was more then ready to help him and he wanted to help her anyway he could but it was becoming a problem.

Looking back out into the night his head started to hurt and he closed his eyes, falling asleep.

A piercing scream woke him up in the night, it was a female's voice and it was getting louder.

"He's dead Gibbs! I saw him die! What am I going to do?"

"Now Miss Elizabeth don't you worry none. Why don't we go back and bring his body up for a proper burial at sea, it would put your mind to rest."

Suddenly the door to the room he was in swung open and Elizabeth came in followed by an older man.

"NO! I can't you go, it's just too hard." She said and sat on the bed, tears falling down her face.

The older man, Gibbs, handed her a piece of cloth and she wiped her face. "I loved him."

Jack looked at her and tried to touch her shoulder, comfort her, something. He looked at his hands and saw that they were covered in his own blood; when he touched his hair it was long and matted.

He watched silently for a few more moments before she fell asleep.

POTC

Elizabeth couldn't fall asleep that night, the knowledge that Jack was still alive, although extremely different broke her heart. She wanted him to regain his memory and she knew there was only one way to do it. She would need to contact Gibbs and the Black Pearl. Jack would need to sail his ship out into the ocean and feel the waves under his fingertips.

She closed her eyes and smiled as she remembered the time they were stranded on the island together. She had taught him the pirate song and they had danced and sang around the fire. Never in her life had she ever felt so alive, no one was telling her it was improper, that women should be seen not heard.

When the clouds moved to cover the moon she fell asleep.

The weight at the end of her bed made Elizabeth wake up. Someone was sitting there, hands in their lap, just sitting.

"Who are you?"

The person smiled, she could tell and leaned down close to her. It was Jack, looking just like he did before his death, even the wound from Davy's sword.

"It's me love."

"What's going on?"

Jack sat back and Elizabeth lighted the candle by her bed it illuminated everything but the pirate.

"I'm lost Elizabeth."

"Lost?" She asked, confused.

He didn't say anything else but he laid beside her and wrapped his arms around her small frame, he was cold. Looking into his face it was alive, but something was wrong.

"What is it Jack? Let me help you."

Jack pulled her closer and she saw a tear fall from his eye.

Elizabeth woke up panting. Something was terribly wrong. Getting out of bed she put on her clothes and snuck out of the house and into the night. The wind was chilly against her face and exposed skin but she had to get to Jack.

The ship was in sight and she stopped. She knew Jack was there but he wasn't Jack. He couldn't be; this Gildah person had done something with the real Jack. Maybe her dreams of being with a pirate were just that, dreams.

She was pulled out of her thoughts when someone grabbed her arm.

"Jack! You scared me!"

"I'm sorry Elizabeth, I needed to find you, something is wrong."

She turned her head to the sky. "You know it too?"

He nodded, "I think I should be remembering something, anything. It feels like I've never been alive before this."

Elizabeth started to cry, all this was taking a toll on her body and she felt fatigued. "I'm tired Jack."

He picked her up and carried her to the ship. Going into the rooms he found he carefully laid her on the bed. Elizabeth looked at the ceiling and grabbed his arm when he was going to leave.

"No. Stay with me."

Jack looked at her face and into her eyes that were tired but alive. He kicked off his boots and climbed into bed next to her.

They both laid there, looking at the ceiling and wondering what to do next.

"Jack, do you trust me?"

"Yes. Should I not?"

Elizabeth shook her head. "No, that's not it. You should, I just wanted to tell you…"

He heard the hesitation in her voice and he moved to get on his side. "Tell me what?" He asked and touched her face.

Every time she was near him he wanted to reach out and touch her; her hair, face, lips, skin, anything. His passion kept pulling him toward her, she was his magnet and it was getting stronger.

"Come away with me. We can go to the Pearl; I will introduce you to your new life. Everything will be alright." She said, feeling the desire radiate off him. It was contagious and she kissed him.

His hands were on her instantly. More and more of her skin was being exposed to him and he let none of it go untouched. "Elizabeth." He mumbled in her hair, something was wrong with everything. It almost felt like artificial love.

But all the feelings they were having were suppressed and they started to make love.

"Oh my God." Elizabeth said, her moans getting louder in his ear, making him move faster in her. "Jack!" She screamed and he moaned loudly his hands still touching her everywhere. His passion was created and expelled into her, but it was all very controlled and it was worrying him.

Elizabeth felt like she was making love to a robot, it was jerky and she knew it should be different, especially with Jack. As much as she hated to think it he had been with numerous amounts of women, most of who always took him back.

"What's happening Jack?"

He couldn't respond to her, he could only keep fucking her. Eventually Elizabeth just laid there, she was unresponsive and her gaze was locked on an imaginary thing in the distance. She barely felt it when Jack rolled off her and fell asleep.

Right before the sun rose she felt her stomach swell.

TBC