To let you know: To avoid confusion when Will Turner and Will Sparrow are both in the same conversation, I'll call Turner 'William' and Sparrow 'Will'…unless Elizabeth or Jack is obviously talking to Turner, in which case it should be clear who they're talking to.
The Daughter And The Son
Chapter 2
Never Happened and Love at First Sight
The next morning Jane woke with a smile bigger than the ocean. I kissed Will Sparrow last night…I'm so happy, I might float down to breakfast…I'm so full of excitement, I think I could fly! Anything is possible now…anything…
She got up dreamily and got dressed before humming and skipping down the stairs. She reached the dining hall and sat in her usual place, staring at the people around her. He eyes rested on Will, who caught her eye for a brief second, then quickly looked back down at his breakfast. Jack Sparrow was watching the two from his place beside Will, his eyes darting from Jane's hopeful, eager face to Will's deliberate attempt to not look up at her. Ah…he thought to himself, so the little ones want to play, hm? So that's what they were talking about last night in his room…it's becoming clearer every second. Oh, I do wish Will would look up and be a real man about it…instead of looking sheepishly at his oatmeal…damn good oatmeal, though.
William turned to his daughter, whose face had gone from wonderfully happy and eager to crestfallen, and said, "Why are you so happy this morning, dear?"
"Nothing, Father."
"Well it must be something because you're never quite this happy…"
"Father! It's nothing, okay?"
"Oh, come on, Jane…"
Elizabeth smiled and said from the other end of the table, "Will, leave the poor child alone! I don't really think she needs to be interrogated!" William looked back at his breakfast. The table was filled with an awkward silence as everyone remained in their own thoughts.
Jane was thinking, Why won't he talk to me? Why won't be even look at me? I thought what we shared last night was…well, special…Gosh, I knew this was going to happen. I told myself that it wasn't going to be real to him. That he just wanted…something…and so he used me for it. Or maybe he wanted to kiss me and see what it was like…She almost gasped out loud but kept it inside her head, What if I'm a bad kisser? Oh, this is terrible! Oh, gosh…Jane, for starters, you're completely dumb and naïve. Secondly, you're probably the worst kiss he's ever had…well, can you blame me? It was my first kiss…well, if you don't count that time George Norrington kissed that day when we were 10…but that wasn't really a kiss…I didn't enjoy it in the slightest…but I loved every second of kissing Will…he made me feel so…alive…so bursting with energy…like I could jump to the moon if I really wanted to…So, he was my first real kiss. This is great, just great. Forever, you get to remember your first real kiss as being a complete disaster…He's acting like it never happened. Did it happen? Was it all a dream? Somehow it doesn't seem so…then why is he acting like he never even kissed me? Jane looked back up at him and saw that he was definitely trying not to look at her. Oh why did I let myself fall to his charm?
After the painful breakfast was over, Jane ran upstairs and closed the door and locked it without a moment's hesitation. She flung herself on her bed and let the tears fall silently onto her pillow. I can't believe I'm letting him get to me like this…I can't believe I'm letting him make me cry…But she didn't stop crying until she heard footsteps on the stairs. They passed her door and headed to the end of the hall, then a few minutes later they returned and went back downstairs. Just Father going to work…She resumed her crying.
Footsteps came up the stairs again. Did Father forget something? She stopped crying suddenly and listened for a moment. The footsteps stopped outside her door. She could hear someone muttering to themselves, debating whether to knock or not. She got up, wiping the tears out of her eyes, and stood next to the door. She said, "You know, it's quite odd to talk to yourself…" The muttering stopped and Will's voice came through the door, "Can I come in, Jane?"
"No."
"What? Why?"
"Because I don't think I want a lying pirate in my room."
There was silence coming from the other side of the door. Jane knew that he was trying to piece together what she had said. His footsteps retreated from the door and went into his room. Jane sat back on the bed. I can't wait until he and his father leave…Soon the footsteps were back. He stopped outside the door. Jane expected him to call again, but he slipped a piece of parchment under her door instead. She got up and went slowly for it. She picked it up and smoothed it open, reading quickly:
Jane, listen to me. This is not what you think. Please. When I'm around you, I feel so alive and free. I've never felt so free before in my life. You have ignited a part of me I didn't know was there. Jane Aston, I've known you for one day. But one day is all I need to know that I LOVE YOU. WillTears sprang to her eyes. Tears of sadness because she was so cruel to him and she probably had lost him, and tears of joy. He loves me! Without another second's delay, she unlocked and opened the door, springing out calling, "Will!" A voice behind her said, "What took you so long?"
She turned to see Will, leaning against the wall outside her door. She glanced over the banister of the stairs and saw Elizabeth at the bottom. She stared at her daughter inquisitively and said, "What do you want with Will, Jane?"
"Um, I wanted to ask him…I wanted to ask him a few questions about piracy and such."
"Oh…well, I believe I saw him head upstairs a little while ago. Check his room." She was about to leave when she suddenly thought about something and added, "But don't stay in there very long!" She gave a frightful look and then, deciding to trust her daughter's judgment, left to get back to the book she'd been reading before Jane had shouted.
Jane turned to Will and he said, "So…questions about, what was it…oh, yes, 'piracy and such', hm? Well, fire away!"
"Can pirates love?"
Will stared at her. Jane looked into his eyes and saw depth and warmth. She knew no one could lie behind their eyes. He finally answered, "Pirates can love more dearly than some…because they long for it the most…and it's so hard to find…and who wants to love a pirate anyhow?"
"I can think of someone who would love nothing more than to give her whole heart to a certain pirate."
Will smiled as she quickly filled the gap between them and pressed her lips hard against his. His arms wrapped around her waist and her hands went to his long hair. His lips went to her neck and then suddenly he froze. He lifted his head and caught her eye. They both had heard the footsteps on the stairs.
Jane quickly shoved Will into her room and was about to go in herself when Jack Sparrow appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Ah! Miss Jane! Your mother told me you wanted to ask Will about 'piracy and such'. Did you find him…satisfying enough?"
Jane looked at him, puzzled. She responded, "I suppose so…"
"He was able to…answer…all of your…questions?"
"Er…yes…"
"Good! Did you leave my dear William in his room, then?"
"Actually, I didn't ask him…in his room…"
"Then where did you talk to him?"
"Out here…in the hallway…"
"Did he return to his room?"
"Why are you so bloody concerned with him being in his room?"
"Quite a short temper you have, Miss Jane…"
She breathed out loudly and he said, "I wanted to have a chat with him myself. I was curious if you knew if he was in his room, so I could go and talk to him."
"Well I don't think he's in there."
"Then where do you suppose he is?"
"I think he went downstairs…on the back stairs…"
"Ah! Well…thank you, Miss Jane. You have been most…illuminating."
Jane nodded and he turned and went slowly down the stairs as she retreated into her room, closing the door softly behind her. She had not picked up on Jack's obvious hints that he was fully aware of what was going on. She turned to Will who was standing slightly behind the door.
"Brilliant lie, love. You're house is so large, he'll be searching for quite some time for me before he comes back upstairs."
"Why thank you."
He kissed her softly again.
"Will?"
He wrapped his arms around her waist across her back.
"Hm?"
"Did you really mean what you said in your note?"
"Every word, Jane. Every word."
"Then why did you ignore me in breakfast?"
"My father is a very cunning man. He'd have noticed and known something was going on between us right away."
"Is that such a bad thing?"
"I wasn't sure. I thought that by ignoring you, he wouldn't find out right away. I just didn't want him to know right away, before I even knew what was going on. I was confused and scared."
"Scared? Of what?"
"I'm terrified of you, Jane."
"Of me?"
"I'm so scared to love you."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to leave and hurt you."
"Then don't leave."
"I can't refuse my father, Jane. When he's ready, I'll have to go with him."
"How long do you think you're going to stay?"
"I don't know. My father seems content here. We can't stay for more than a week. Two, if he behaves himself."
She laughed and said, "All through breakfast I kept thinking, 'Was it real? Did it really happen? Was it all a dream?' You kept acting as if it never even happened…it got me so worried about…the silliest of things."
"Oh? Like what?"
Jane looked down at her feet and then looked back up at him and said, "I was worried you had used me for some sick game…or that you had wanted to kiss me, but then I was a bad kisser…"
He laughed and said, "Completely and utterly false."
"Really?"
"Would I still want to kiss you if it were true?"
She smiled and stood on the tips of her toes to kiss him again. One day with him, and Jane felt like a totally different person. The week before, she would have never talked to a boy the way she was talking with Will. She was much more outgoing and daring than she had ever been before. It was amazing the effect that one day with him had on her. All she knew was that she loved every second of being with him. She found herself falling at the speed of light for him. She knew she could be herself around him without being afraid of what he would think of her.
"Will?"
"Hm?"
"You say you love me…"
"I'm not just saying it. I believe it."
"How do you know what love is?"
"I know I've never been in love…and I know I've never felt this way…and I know I feel more deeply for you than I've ever felt for anyone. I'd call it love."
"We've known each other for barely a day!"
"So? Don't you believe in love at first sight?"
"I guess I never really thought about it."
"Well think about it."
They were silent for a moment and then she said, "Do we have to keep this a secret?"
"What? Us? It probably would be best. I don't think your parents would much like us being together and sleeping next door to each other. Somehow, I think that wouldn't go over well."
"Yeah…but if your father knew, maybe you could stay."
"I don't think it would make any difference to him. He hasn't given a damn about me since my mother died."
"Oh, come on, Will. You know he cares for you!"
"No he doesn't. If he cared, we wouldn't move every few days. If he cared, he'd ask me what I thought about everything. If he cared, he would've been more careful with my mother…"
Jane didn't know what to say.
"Will…I'm sure he cares. I'm sure that sometimes he just doesn't show it."
Will scoffed.
"Will! Be reasonable here! If he didn't care, would he take you with him all these times you've moved? No. He would've left you somewhere to die if he didn't care."
"I'm sorry, Jane…It just doesn't seem likely."
"Well talk to him, okay? For me?"
He looked down at her pouting eyes and smiled. He said, "Of course I'll talk to him. What kind of man would I be if I was too scared to talk to my own father?"
"Thank you."
He leaned down and kissed her again before retreating quickly back to his room before they were caught.
A/N-
Whew! I'm SO glad I'm done with this chapter! I am SOOOO sorry I kept you guys waiting for so long! It wasn't my intent, believe me. I just got so distracted. I've had a million projects due in school all around the same time, SOLs, exams, plus like 7 stories that I have to update. I'm trying my best to update. SOOOO! What did you think of this chapter? Things are progressing, in my mind, quite nicely! I know it's been a day since they met, and he's already declaring his love for her, but that's why I added that little bit about 'love at first sight' and stuff. I wanted them to fall in love before Jack and Will have to leave (which, I'm sad to say, they eventually will). I won't fill you in on TOO much of my plans right now, because I want it to be a surprise. Anyway, thanks to the people who have reviewed so far, I hope you keep reviewing!
Love,
DC