Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters
(although that would be nice!)
Jack quickly shook the negative thoughts from his head. He brought his hands to his head, closing his eyes and massaging his temples. Who was he kidding? Elizabeth wasn't his. She never was and most likely never would be. Sure it was only last night that she had said to him 'let go, Jack. I'm yours' but it meant nothing. Just meaningless drivel muttered in a time of intense lust. He had to keep reminding himself of that fact. Still he was unable to forget those five haunting words.
Will sat quietly in thought, keeping to himself. He was questioning whether Elizabeth would lie to him or not. She didn't seem to be. Or is it that he just trusted her too easily. He was so confused. He loved Elizabeth with his whole heart and soul. He thought the love was returned but lately she seemed so distant. She was with him but not totally there as if her thoughts were constantly elsewhere.
For some time, he had been suspicious of her nighttime actions. He would lay alone night after night in the bed they share waiting for her to come back. He didn't always hear her leave though. Maybe she didn't always leave. Maybe he just wasn't always awake. Who knows? All he did know was that life was getting lonelier by the day and it felt as if Elizabeth was slipping away. Perhaps into the arms of another man. No. Will cursed himself for thinking such a thing. Then once more for actually confronting her with such a ridiculous accusation. But still no matter how hard he tried to convince himself of this, he couldn't stop the thoughts from plaguing his mind.
Will glanced upward using his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. His eyes were met with those of Jack. Jack smiled a crooked smile and tossed his hand up in short wave. Will gave him a small nod and stood up from his spot and decided to help out with any work on the ship.
Jack chuckled to himself. He doesn't suspect me one bit. He doesn't suspect a thing. Again he gave a small laugh before humming a tune to himself.
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The sun was beginning to set on the horizon and Jack and his crew docked The Black Pearl at the nearest town. Most everyone left the ship to explore the town for a fun night. Will and Elizabeth went off in search of a decent tavern to eat dinner in. After only a few minutes of walking they found a somewhat quiet place and entered to eat alone.
Will was seated across the table from Elizabeth. After finishing his meal, he looked up at her with eyebrows raised, eyes squinted a bit, head cocked slightly to the side, lips pressed firmly together. A questioning look written all over his face. She was oblivious to him, off in her own little world. He sat studying her for a few more moments. He watched her intently. Head resting on her left hand while the other using a utensil to push the food around her plate.
Will cleared his throat. Nothing. Again he cleared his throat, a little louder this time. Elizabeth raised only her expressionless eyes to look up at him.
"Not hungry?" he asked.
"Not as hungry as I thought I was." Seeing the worried expression on his face she quickly spread a smile on her face and sat up straight.
There was a short pause. "Elizabeth, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Elizabeth, please," he said not buying it. "You seem lost in thought....a lot lately. Can you just talk to me? Please. I want to know what troubling you."
"It's nothing really." she said, touching his hand with reassurance. She stood suddenly, the chair scraping against the floor causing Will to jump. "Come on, Will. Let's get out of here."
~Meanwhile~ Jack immediately left the ship after docking. Walking quickly with a purpose, he didn't look back. He didn't want to see them together. He just wanted to get away from it all. He entered the first pub his eyes rested on and drank himself further into a rum-induced stupor.
A couple of hours and many glasses of rum later, Jack stumbled his way out of the pub and back on board the Pearl. There were only a few people on the deck and Jack made a point of avoiding conversation or lack thereof with them all. His vision was betraying him and he was sure he could make no clear formation of words. He walked down the hall, tripping over nothing as he reached his cabin. He entered, closing the door behind him, ridding himself of his shirt and boots. Then climbed into his bed under his blankets and began his nightly wait.
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"I'm getting tired, Elizabeth. Will you come to bed?" Will asked Elizabeth hopefully.
"I'll be there shortly. I promise, Will."
He kissed her cheek softly. Looking into her eyes, he said, "Please hurry." That being said he turned and walked away.
Elizabeth walked over to Anamaria. She wanted to talk but 'hey' was all she managed to get out.
After waiting a few moments, Anamaria asked, "What's on your mind, Elizabeth? I'm sure you didn't just come over here to sit." She offered an encouraging smile.
"Well, I was just wondering..."
Anamaria gave her a look as if to say go on.
"Umm, how is Jack...with women?"
Anamaria laughed out loud. She cut her laughter short seeing Elizabeth's face stay totally serious. "Why would you want to know that, Dear?"
"I was just curious. Just answer please."
"Well," she paused thinking to herself. "Let's just say women have never been a priority of Jack's. Not that he's interested in men," she laughed at the mental picture in her head, "I mean I've seen him be with a wench here and there. Nothing serious though. Only lasts for a night."
"Oh," Elizabeth's eyes were downcast. "So he gets what he wants and that's it then," her voice was growing angry.
"I don't know. I guess if that's the way you want to see it," Anamaria answered confused as to why they were even discussing the matter. "Why would you care about this anyway?"
Elizabeth was lost in thought yet again. "Hmm? Oh, I was just wondering why I never see him with a woman." She pasted on a fake smile. "I'm going to go to bed now. See you in the morning."
Elizabeth walked toward the cabins as she thought about her conversation with Anamaria. Maybe it would be different with her. 'Stop it' she told herself. 'You are with Will and you love him.' She smiled to herself happy with her little pep talk. As she neared the cabins she thought of the two men that awaited her in separate cabins. She was unsure of what she wanted to do. She glanced at the door to the left and then at the one in front of her at the end of the hall. She took a few steps walking to the door of her choice. Subconsciously biting her lower lip, she reached out grasping the doorknob. She turned the knob slowly creaking the door open and stepped inside closing the door behind her as she spoke out.
"Hey."
Jack quickly shook the negative thoughts from his head. He brought his hands to his head, closing his eyes and massaging his temples. Who was he kidding? Elizabeth wasn't his. She never was and most likely never would be. Sure it was only last night that she had said to him 'let go, Jack. I'm yours' but it meant nothing. Just meaningless drivel muttered in a time of intense lust. He had to keep reminding himself of that fact. Still he was unable to forget those five haunting words.
Will sat quietly in thought, keeping to himself. He was questioning whether Elizabeth would lie to him or not. She didn't seem to be. Or is it that he just trusted her too easily. He was so confused. He loved Elizabeth with his whole heart and soul. He thought the love was returned but lately she seemed so distant. She was with him but not totally there as if her thoughts were constantly elsewhere.
For some time, he had been suspicious of her nighttime actions. He would lay alone night after night in the bed they share waiting for her to come back. He didn't always hear her leave though. Maybe she didn't always leave. Maybe he just wasn't always awake. Who knows? All he did know was that life was getting lonelier by the day and it felt as if Elizabeth was slipping away. Perhaps into the arms of another man. No. Will cursed himself for thinking such a thing. Then once more for actually confronting her with such a ridiculous accusation. But still no matter how hard he tried to convince himself of this, he couldn't stop the thoughts from plaguing his mind.
Will glanced upward using his hand to shield his eyes from the sun. His eyes were met with those of Jack. Jack smiled a crooked smile and tossed his hand up in short wave. Will gave him a small nod and stood up from his spot and decided to help out with any work on the ship.
Jack chuckled to himself. He doesn't suspect me one bit. He doesn't suspect a thing. Again he gave a small laugh before humming a tune to himself.
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The sun was beginning to set on the horizon and Jack and his crew docked The Black Pearl at the nearest town. Most everyone left the ship to explore the town for a fun night. Will and Elizabeth went off in search of a decent tavern to eat dinner in. After only a few minutes of walking they found a somewhat quiet place and entered to eat alone.
Will was seated across the table from Elizabeth. After finishing his meal, he looked up at her with eyebrows raised, eyes squinted a bit, head cocked slightly to the side, lips pressed firmly together. A questioning look written all over his face. She was oblivious to him, off in her own little world. He sat studying her for a few more moments. He watched her intently. Head resting on her left hand while the other using a utensil to push the food around her plate.
Will cleared his throat. Nothing. Again he cleared his throat, a little louder this time. Elizabeth raised only her expressionless eyes to look up at him.
"Not hungry?" he asked.
"Not as hungry as I thought I was." Seeing the worried expression on his face she quickly spread a smile on her face and sat up straight.
There was a short pause. "Elizabeth, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Elizabeth, please," he said not buying it. "You seem lost in thought....a lot lately. Can you just talk to me? Please. I want to know what troubling you."
"It's nothing really." she said, touching his hand with reassurance. She stood suddenly, the chair scraping against the floor causing Will to jump. "Come on, Will. Let's get out of here."
~Meanwhile~ Jack immediately left the ship after docking. Walking quickly with a purpose, he didn't look back. He didn't want to see them together. He just wanted to get away from it all. He entered the first pub his eyes rested on and drank himself further into a rum-induced stupor.
A couple of hours and many glasses of rum later, Jack stumbled his way out of the pub and back on board the Pearl. There were only a few people on the deck and Jack made a point of avoiding conversation or lack thereof with them all. His vision was betraying him and he was sure he could make no clear formation of words. He walked down the hall, tripping over nothing as he reached his cabin. He entered, closing the door behind him, ridding himself of his shirt and boots. Then climbed into his bed under his blankets and began his nightly wait.
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"I'm getting tired, Elizabeth. Will you come to bed?" Will asked Elizabeth hopefully.
"I'll be there shortly. I promise, Will."
He kissed her cheek softly. Looking into her eyes, he said, "Please hurry." That being said he turned and walked away.
Elizabeth walked over to Anamaria. She wanted to talk but 'hey' was all she managed to get out.
After waiting a few moments, Anamaria asked, "What's on your mind, Elizabeth? I'm sure you didn't just come over here to sit." She offered an encouraging smile.
"Well, I was just wondering..."
Anamaria gave her a look as if to say go on.
"Umm, how is Jack...with women?"
Anamaria laughed out loud. She cut her laughter short seeing Elizabeth's face stay totally serious. "Why would you want to know that, Dear?"
"I was just curious. Just answer please."
"Well," she paused thinking to herself. "Let's just say women have never been a priority of Jack's. Not that he's interested in men," she laughed at the mental picture in her head, "I mean I've seen him be with a wench here and there. Nothing serious though. Only lasts for a night."
"Oh," Elizabeth's eyes were downcast. "So he gets what he wants and that's it then," her voice was growing angry.
"I don't know. I guess if that's the way you want to see it," Anamaria answered confused as to why they were even discussing the matter. "Why would you care about this anyway?"
Elizabeth was lost in thought yet again. "Hmm? Oh, I was just wondering why I never see him with a woman." She pasted on a fake smile. "I'm going to go to bed now. See you in the morning."
Elizabeth walked toward the cabins as she thought about her conversation with Anamaria. Maybe it would be different with her. 'Stop it' she told herself. 'You are with Will and you love him.' She smiled to herself happy with her little pep talk. As she neared the cabins she thought of the two men that awaited her in separate cabins. She was unsure of what she wanted to do. She glanced at the door to the left and then at the one in front of her at the end of the hall. She took a few steps walking to the door of her choice. Subconsciously biting her lower lip, she reached out grasping the doorknob. She turned the knob slowly creaking the door open and stepped inside closing the door behind her as she spoke out.
"Hey."