Beauty and the Pirate
Disclaimer:I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story from the movie "Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl". Nor do I own any dialogue that matches up to the dialogue from Disney's "Beauty and the Beast" nor any storyline plots from said movie. I solely own the characters of Isabelle and Marcel Cheney and Gaspard and all additional creative story lines. Hope you enjoy the story and feel free to send a review!
Chapter 24
The Dance
Jack had to admit that the idea of eating out on the deck was a good one. The night sky held glittering stars that reflected in the surrounding sea and Gibbs' little group of musicians were playing soft tunes. What better atmosphere could you get on a pirate ship? But Jack was bit flustered at the fact that neither he nor Isabelle had spoken a single word at dinner.
However as he was about half-way into eating the main dish his luck changed. Gibbs and the other members of his small band began playing a different melody with a very familiar rhythm. Though just as his mind began to plan on what to say in order to ask Isabelle to dance, the maiden was already out of her chair and reaching for his hand, "I won't take 'no' for an answer this time."
Jack shakily got to his feet and followed Isabelle to an open area of the deck. She then turned to him, took one hand in hers and placed the other on her back. Jack panicked. Yes, he had been taking lessons from Will and Elizabeth, but now was the ultimate test.
As they began to dance, Jack was very unsure of himself. He did fair but was still a bit shaky. It wasn't until after a good while that he finally gained confidence and took a stronger lead. And it was only after Jack had finally begun to lead the dance that Isabelle relaxed, laying her head onto his shoulder.
When the music finally came to an end, Jack led Isabelle to the nearest railing looking out over the dark water and night sky.
"Thank you for the dance," Isabelle said as she leaned against a nearby crate.
"Your welcome," Jack shakily replied as he let go of her hands.
For several silent moments Jack fidgeted with his hair and coat trying to fight off the continuous uneasy feeling in his stomach.
"So Isabelle," Jack hesitantly began conversation.
"Yes?" Isabelle asked eagerly.
"Are you happy here?" Jack gulped, "With me?"
"Well, yes," Isabelle's eyes lit up for a moment before she turned to look out at the sea.
"What is it?" Jack asked as he took her hands in his.
"Nothing," Isabelle lied.
"Oh come now, Isabelle," Jack tried to reassure her, "Just tell me."
"Well, I just miss my father," Isabelle said as she dropped her head sadly, "I just miss him so much."
Jack let out a large breath in relief, "Well, that can easily be taken cared of, m'lady."
"What do you mean?" Isabelle said lifting her head.
"It means," Jack smiled gently, "That as captain of the Pearl I can change course and take you home."
"You'd take me home?" Isabelle's eyes widened.
"But of course," Jack nodded.
"Oh, Jack!" Isabelle jumped up and hugged him, "You don't know how much this means to me!"
Jack didn't know what else to say, it seemed that holding her was just enough.
"But wait," Isabelle said as she pulled away from, "I thought I was you're prisoner."
Jack's heart began to race, "Well, I'm now setting you free. You are no longer my prisoner."
"Thank you," Isabelle said softly.
Jack unsteadily reached out his hand and tenderly stroked Isabelle's hair, "You're welcome."
After a moment, Jack let go of her hair, turned his eyes away from hers, and headed up to the helm.
"Good-night, Isabelle," he called roughly as he climbed up the stairs.
"Good-night, Jack," Isabelle returned a bit confused before heading down to her cabin.