Dreams

by Schmoo

Chapter 1

The dreams started a few days after the Kraken dragged Jack and the Pearl down to the unknown depths of the ocean.

Elizabeth felt guilty about the role she played in it but would not have changed a thing she had done. But one balmy night she nodded off curled into Will's arms with a feeling of being safe and home and it started. She woke to find herself no longer sharing the pallet with Will, no longer in one of the many crumbling houses in Tia Dalma's swamp but on board the Black Pearl, the damage from the Flying Dutchman and the Kraken inflicted upon her all gone. She was laying in the bed in the Captain's Quarter's.

"I am dreaming..." she murmured. But the ship was in sharp clear focus. It was so vivid to be just a dream. She then noticed the arm around her waist holding her in much the same way Will's was earlier.

This cannot being anything but a dream for the hand at her waist, tanned and beringed belongs to a man that she is going to the ends of the world and beyond to fetch back. She tries to sit up but suddenly the arm tightens its hold keeping her down. Elizabeth notices the huge carved bed that she is laying in and that the mattress is surprisingly soft. But the thought drifts through her mind that she can make anything rich, soft, and the best since this was nothing but a dream. The wood of the bed is made of rich and dark wood with cavorting mermaids intricately craved into the posts winding its way up to the ceiling of the cabin.

"Jack, let me up." Elizabeth demanded.

He suddenly rolls on top of her and grinning at her pulls her arms above her head. He grins at her, a hard light in his eyes and gold teeth glinting.

"I don't think so love. I have been alone for a bit and feeling the need for a bit of company and you owe me for that trick you pulled Lizzie love. "

"Jack, I---" Elizabeth found herself being kissed, hard. His lips still tasted of the sun and of cinnamon, hot. They were chapped and rough against hers. He licked along her lips and nipped at it, she moaned and opened her mouth to his. Their legs entwined together and Elizabeth could feel the rough texture of the hair on his brushing against hers. She jerked her mouth free.

"We're naked!" She shrieked.

"Well, darlin'...isn't this a dream, not real?" Jack smirked at her and all Elizabeth wanted to was smack it right off of him. She struggled to free her arms but he let his full weight drop on her.

"But I would never dream this." She gasped.

"I think the lady is complaining as well as outright lying." Jack whispered in her ear and started skimming down her side, gooseflesh following the trail his fingers left. He grabbed her earlobe between her teeth and gently bit down. Elizabeth moaned low in her throat and arched up into him. She could feel his hair and the charms woven into them brushing against her face.

He nuzzled against her neck and in a rough dark whisper started to tell her what he wanted to do to her. That he deserved some payback for her actions and that it was useless to fight it.

"I can see into your soul Lizzie. I know you love Will...but you want this just as well as I do. You are pirate through and through." He spread her thighs and Elizabeth knew it was only a matter of seconds before he could feel the dampness gathered there. She fought against the dream and sleep she was in with everything, telling herself to swim through the layers of the sleep that held her captive.

Elizabeth jerked awake with a gasp, panting. Will stirred and tightened his hold on her. She looked out into the darkness and heard the noised of the swamp at night. She was no longer on the Pearl, no longer naked, no longer with Jack. Tears started to run down her face.

It was a dream wasn't it? She shivered and pulled the thin blanket around her.